"Ah, it's snowing!" When Shu'er went out to pour out the residue of the medicinal brewing in order to know, a snowflake fell on Shu'er's arm. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Satoru was lying flat on the bed in his small jacket when he came, and his eyes were looking directly at the wooden frame on the roof.

The disappeared memories were like flowers floating in the sky, piling up in Zhiwu's mind scattered until Sun Simiao pulled out the last thin needle for her, and all the memories were restored as before, as always, stationed in the little head, and the clear appearance seemed to have never left.

"How does it feel?" The man known as the Medicine King was a little apprehensive in his voice, and he wasn't sure what the consequences would be if he continued to use this set of acupuncture methods!

"I'm fine, let me be quiet for a while!" This was the first sentence that Enlightenment had spoken since the beginning of his healing, and then he was gone.

Realizing that it's another person with a head full of now!

She remembered!

She remembered them all!

The warm smile was her big brother smiling at her.

In her previous life, she experienced countless long nights, and finally reached the end of the night, and came to another world, a place called Daxingshan Temple.

The feeling of hunger is always unbearable, and when she is hungry, that person will put the white steamed bun to his mouth.

The heavy work is really hard for her, a small body who has just crossed into another world, and every now and then, there will be that person by her side.

Every time she copied the scriptures, without exception, she would fall asleep, and that person would always put her on the bed at the right time and let her do whatever she wanted.

She burned down the only evidence to find the murderer of the whole temple, but that person suffered silently, did not say a word of complaint, but held her in his arms and kept comforting!

Later, that person became her master.

It's just a nominal change, and everything else, without the slightest change.

She thought.

Such a day can always be had, and she can live so simply, happily and happily, with morning bells and dusk drums, green lanterns and ancient Buddhas.

Until that day, she kindly rescued the man in black under the dry well, but was threatened by the man in black, which was used to threaten his master.

The taste of being threatened is not too painful.

The taste of being abandoned is unprecedented and broken.

She thought that the master would not ignore her and abandon her, but as the Luohan shoes blocking the footsteps of the man in black moved slightly outward, she knew that she had completely become an outcast!

The sound of limping footsteps was the sound of the man in black taking him back captive.

She was simply and rudely carried back to the territory of the man in black.

Pray that all things will be forgotten.

It was her mutilated memory.

Reappear in front of you as if it were yesterday.

She didn't want to remember, not even at all.

That smile as warm as the spring breeze in April, she would rather let him appear in her dreams and bring her a moment of warmth.

The snowflakes piled up on the branches, and a gust of wind blew, and the branches full of snowflakes shook and flew up and down like catkins.

"Don't blow it here, it's going to freeze in a minute!" There was a hint of pleading in the soft voice, which was Shu'er's voice.

Wu knew what she was worried about, Sun Simiao said when she gave her an acupuncture, although her condition was achieved overnight, it was not a day's work to be cured, and she needed to be carefully recuperated, but at this moment, she just wanted to stand in front of this window, look at the scenery outside the window, and freeze the sad emotions in her heart one by one.

Although it was snowing, the sky was very dark, as if a bigger storm was coming, and the dim weather made it impossible to tell the time.

Enlightenment didn't answer, as if the first thing he said was the last.

Just staring quietly at the white snowflakes in the dim sky outside.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank.

His eyes became extraordinarily deep.

Under the snow and ice.

The slender and white back staggered to the center of Satoru's vision.

Snowflakes accumulate.

Even the horses' eyes were buried in the snow.

Looking through the window, you can only see the movement of the person who keeps shaking off the snowflakes on his body.

"Who, this is?" The sound of horses' hooves had already made the owner of the thatched house notice something strange, and hurried to Satoru's side, looking through the window at the approaching horses and people in the distance.

The shopkeeper and Shu'er all stepped forward to look when they heard the sound, but they only saw the silhouettes of horses and people. Otherwise, nothing can be seen.

But she didn't look at it, because she recognized the person!

She could feel that the visitor had been staring at her.

The two looked at each other, as if they were about to spark countless sparks to erase the coldness of this winter.

The whole room of the dull belt of enlightenment was dull, and he quietly watched the horses and people approaching not far away.

Sun Simiao is also rare quiet.

Because he was thinking about a problem, staring at Satoru thinking about a problem.

He felt that Satoru didn't look like a child of his age at all.

Yes, a person's personality can change over time with one's own experiences. But the feeling of enlightenment is more than that, it is very complicated.

It looks cold and quiet. There is no playful temperament that such an old child has.

Take Shu'er as an example, the age is not much different, but Shu'er has a child's temper, she doesn't speak when she is afraid, she sheds tears when she is wronged, and when she wants to cry, no matter how she endures it, the final result will be to cry, and when she is happy, the people around her will be affected by her.

Is enlightenment the kind of child who hides a lot of things in his heart?

Sun Simiao began to doubt his medical skills for the first time, and it was precisely because the difference between his body and mind was so great that Sun Simiao couldn't believe it.

Sun Simiao stared at Wu again for a long time, and he didn't wake up until the bookstore shopkeeper's surprised shout passed.

"Ahh Isn't this the shopkeeper of Xie's Pharmacy? The shopkeeper of the bookstore realized that this person who was getting closer was the shopkeeper of the pharmacy where Enlightenment was.

That's right, it's Xie Wencai!

Dismount, shake the snow, and enter the door.

Wu Wu looked at Xie Wencai in front of him who was braving the snow to enter the door.

Suddenly, a cold sensation appeared on his forehead.

The chilly feeling disappeared in an instant.

"Are you feeling better?" The magnetic sound becomes a bit vicissitudes.

For some reason, when I heard this voice, the moment of realization was wrapped in the water layer, and then it rose and fell as if it was still in a water tank.

The reassuring smell of herbs continued to pound Satoru's nose, and familiar faces continued to stimulate her tear ducts.

"What? Still uncomfortable? ”

I only felt that the person in front of me wanted to touch her, but for some reason, the outstretched hand gave up again.

I didn't think about it, and hugged the cold person beside me.

The cold embrace was very warm to Satoru.

It has brought a lot of coolness to the bitter cold of this winter.

Xie Wencai didn't seem to be willing to be touched by her, but just pushed her out with all his might (to be continued.) )