"Can you accompany me to see my eldest sister?" Wang Jian returned in a huff, he was relieved and left with a dead heart, there are still so many soldiers waiting for him to go back to training, the training syllabus has been prepared, and the sub-match is not important, the sub-match just wants to accompany Miss Lian Er more, maybe this is the last time to get along with Miss Lian Er. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"My eldest sister's life is so miserable!" Before she could speak, tears welled up in her eyes, "Since childhood, the boy died of an epidemic when he was a child, and he died miserably, and he didn't even find his body. She finally couldn't suppress her emotions, cried, and fell into the arms of her son. Bursts of crying tore at the heart of the child; The trembling body was infected with Zibei's fragile emotions, and Zipei's face was full of tears, he remembered the beautiful girl who played the bamboo flute and drove away a group of fierce spiders, she said that she was her brother, and her brother also died of the epidemic, but her family never believed that he had left them forever, and they were always looking forward to his return; The girl saw herself, as if grasping a lifeline, "You are my 'deceased' brother, but you survived." "Zibei just couldn't bear to destroy the hope that had been gathered in her heart for a long time, but she didn't find out the truth of this matter." She also has an undead brother in her heart, and she is lucky that she also meets her 'brother'. ”

However, the poor sister in front of her didn't even have the last bit of hope, how much her heart hurt!

"She's been keeping an eye on him, just because they haven't seen his body. She will never marry again. ”

The boy died when he was still very young, and they had never been husband and wife at all, so she had to stay widowed for the rest of her life for the sake of that promise? That's cruel, isn't it? What was this called in ancient times? "Widowed." The sub-deserves to remember.

Zipei and Miss Lian Er were led by the maid to a remote dining hall in the northwest, this courtyard was not as prominent as its owner, and this dining hall was even more depressed and withdrawn; And it's clear that it's been overhauled. Perhaps the family despised her a little, but in the past, she was the obvious widow; Even if she wants to remarry, no one dares to marry.

This courtyard was not pleasant in the first place, and she moved into it, which did not bring any improvement, and was still a forgotten corner.

The paint on the pillars of the hall was also freshly brushed, and it was a typical simple addition, not all of them were brushed all over, could it be that this eldest lady was a monk and a nun, just practicing in her own home. Is this a typical wait? One day, her husband suddenly stood by her side, and she didn't need to be vulgar at all? "She- she's just too naïve. Someone who has been dead for so long, will he come back? "But a little hope in my heart is much stronger than despair."

"What are you muttering about?" Miss Lian Er saw that Zibei's lips were moving.

"Didn't say anything......" he replied a little hastily. It's just that when I leave you, will you be so stupid? Zibei just said this softly, and she couldn't hear it.

The door of the dining hall is also inconspicuous, and the lacquer has just been painted, so it seems that she has just become a monk. The door was hidden, and it opened as soon as it was pushed, which was very deserted, which made Zibei have to think of the cold palace in the palace in the TV series in the previous world; This is a living cold palace, but I have put myself into this cold palace. When I opened the door, the incense case was in front of me, and the monotonous sound of the wooden fish seemed to have just been awakened, and suddenly it sounded, giving people a cold touch, like a warm hand holding an ice cube, and the cold air inside and out.

A girl's simple waist flashed in front of Zi Pei, and she was undoubtedly shocked by Zi Pei, just by her slender figure, she could know that this God seemed to be too lacking in justice. She became a monk and became a nun, this is too hypocritical, and it still makes people live?

The sound of the wooden fish came from this hall, which was originally a silent sky, and suddenly I heard the sound of this chaotic wooden fish. Zi Pei seemed to hear a trace of somber unyielding and deep resentment from this light voice. Who is she resenting? Resentment of the deceased lover, he has been wronged, he has never even touched you, this is your own business, you yourself are willing to be this martyr. However, Unyielding has brought all kinds of reveries to others, will she easily get out of this hell where she is imprisoned? Even a little bit of the most fragile bravery, even a small step forward, may be expected to take a big step. Her heart, which seemed to be entangled in red dust, was still beating with joy, and she believed that she would take that small sacred step for herself, despite the bloody hesitation and the cold eyes and mockery of others.

Will she? Is there only him in her world? Have you ever had your own future, your own freedom, and your own backbone?

"Why do you want to live for others, as long as you live, you must be happy, you must be happy, you must be free." Zipei muttered, more of the anticipation of his eyes.

But the sound of this wooden fish suddenly became regular? Why is that? Her indomitability had been suppressed, and only a little grief remained.

A kind and beautiful girl strikes the fragile heartstrings of Zipei and Miss Lian Er with her skillful musical wooden fish sound, and the percussion resonates patheticly with the heartbeat of a person, which is the best effect of a willing martyr. However, the chaotic sound of the wooden fish just now can only indicate that this girl has a playful childlike heart that will never grow up, and in this instant, she disappeared just now, only seeing a desperate human heart.

"She finally gave in."

Miss Lian Er was also a little overwhelmed, she also heard a lot of hearts from the sound of these wooden fish, but her feelings were different from those of Zipei, and Zibei also saw her unnaturalness and even dissatisfaction, but what she showed was an embarrassment, just a little dry.

Zibei gently held her arm with his hand, hugged her a little harder, and gave her a little comfort, and she looked back at him as a reward for this small action.

"Have you never been here?" Zibei softly comforted her.

"Our family doesn't want her to do this, she just won't listen, and we won't leave her alone." Fortunately, the Lian family is not her gravedigger, and Zi Pei's heart is much more relaxed, "She will get out of this confused place by herself." "Zi Pei is sure.

Zibei was very close to her, so close that she could hear her chaotic breathing, she should be calm, only a calm heart can knock out such a pleasant wooden fish sound. Why is her heart so impetuous?

Holding three sticks of incense in your hands, lighting them, holding them with both hands, prostrating three times, retreating, kneeling on the futon, putting your hands together, making a pious seal, reciting the words of blessing in your heart. After the salute, he got up and planted incense in the candlestick.

She could only see his back, he couldn't see her front, he stepped back, standing next to her.

He was silently thinking in his mind, interrupted by a slight cacophony. "This-" Zibei couldn't understand it at all, this couldn't be chanting, it was just like a chaotic muttering. It's vague, there's no sense of rhythm!

This is clearly not a pious martyr, but just like a false Taoist girl who has been abducted and deceived.

However, Zi Pei smiled with satisfaction, this smile was very abrupt, and even Miss Lian Er was puzzled. Miss Lian Er will not understand that he actually has great hopes for her, believing that she will one day get out of this cage on her own.

"I don't know——, I don't know what the Gufa number is?" Zi Pei asked her hesitantly, he was afraid that his nonsensical question would hurt her sensitive nerves.

"The poor road law number has no fate." Listening to her answer was a bit improvised, but she was expressionless, and she knelt there motionlessly, kneeling there decently.

"Husband, my sister's original law name is not a fate, but a dust. Why did she change? No, this doesn't match her persistent character. ”

Could it be that when people kneel on the futon for a long time, their nature also changes? Then this bodhisattva is also terrible.

It's just that this lack of fate is too superficial. "What does it mean to be unlucky? Have no relationship with this life, or will you die, or will you have no chance with the mortal world? ”

"Fei Ye, Fei Ye ......" that temperament is still like a cultivating Taoist aunt. She seemed to be thinking, she seemed to be hesitating.

"If you don't have a fate, you don't have a fate! What a word! Annoying or not? ”

This ——, deserves direct stunnedness, which is clearly the answer of a child who is only a few years old. However, this eldest lady is a famous lady, but she is just unlucky, and more than ten years of family education are gone. Zi Pei was very embarrassed, so he had to turn his eyes to the second lady in the hope of getting some answers or comfort. At this time, the second lady was also full of doubts and at a loss, which was very incommensurate with her strategy.

"It seems that he is full of resentment, and he just wants to find someone to vent to." Such a young girl is facing the green lantern ancient Buddha every day, as well as this cold and lonely corner of the world, a little emotion is understandable, and it also shows that her heart is still not dead, and she is jumping unwillingly, and only a little external force can make it jump feverishly.

"No dust is no fate, why are you so angry and stupid. Bodhi has no tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing originally, where to stir up dust! ”

Silence or ignorance? After a while, the hall was silent, and only the faint sound of the wind blowing in from the door could be heard.

She turned around slowly, and the sub-partner next to her felt it, very clearly, and a strange sense of familiarity came to her heart.

"Zi match, I'm Ruyan." How familiar the voice is, how magnetic it is, how long lost the mood, the long-lost expectation, the long-term silence in the voice that rushes out of the mouth to get the greatest satisfaction. "It's her, it must be her, that's the voice of anticipation. I finally found her. Zipei was slowly feeling this sudden happiness, and in this slightest bit of tormented happiness, Zibei felt a heart-wrenching pain.

Zibei didn't dare to open his eyes, he knew that all this was just his own illusion, the psychedelia of his inner feelings; Once he opened his eyes, it would all be blown away by the breeze, and he would rather pause for a few seconds in exchange for this moment of happiness.

Still, he was awakened by the strong shaking, and let me stay a little longer in this wonderful fairyland, why are you so extravagant? Pull me back to reality?

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