Lin Jianyan's eyes fell silently on his familiar and unfamiliar ten fingers, and said in a joking tone: "Does this count, borrowing a corpse to return the soul?" ”

Xue Ying didn't expect Lin to say this, and she suspected that she had misheard: "What? ”

Lin Jianyan clasped his hands together and said with a smile: "I mean, thank you to the Buddha for letting me be reborn." ”

Xue Ying nodded lightly: "It's really merciful, I just checked it carefully, and it's really no big deal, if you don't say anything, if you don't say anything, there is anything ......" At this point, Xue Ying suddenly cut off the conversation, lowered her head and fell into silence.

Lin Jianyan looked at Xue Ying's appearance of wanting to speak and stopped, and faintly felt that something was wrong: "What's wrong?" ”

"It's okay, you just have to recuperate here." After Xue Ying was silent for a long time, she raised her eyes to look at Lin Jianyan, and her words rolled down from Sakura's lips like red jade, "The 'cherry blossom fall' cooked in frost water can solve bacteria and viruses. ”

Bacteria and viruses? Cherry blossoms falling? Lin Jianyan was about to ask again, but Xue Ying turned around first: "Gu Yelan, it's not too early, you have to rest." ”

Lin Jianyan looked at Xue Ying's lost back, and without saying a word, Xue Ying's sleeve robe was raised, the lamp was blown out, and the courtyard door was gently closed, but it was never locked again.

In the silence, the sound of "Dede" sounded again, and I don't know whether it was a wandering clogs or an undulating wooden fish.

The sound of percussion came into his ears at once, but the words of the past echoed leisurely: "He knows that the Sanskrit sound is in his ears, but he knows the five senses, clears the six roots, and stabilizes the soul." "I don't know, the Zen sound of Qixia Temple has been so lonely? Lin Jianyan didn't pay attention to touching the dusty past, and a trace of pathos unconsciously appeared in his heart, the sky has mercy, when have you ever taken pity on me? It just woke me up from a hopeless dream and fell into a hopeless reality! It would be nice if all the stories ended in the spring banquet in the tenth year of the Southern Tang Dynasty, and they fell into a lost state forever and never woke up again!

There will be no love and no resentment!

Now she can only hide in Gu Yelanjiao's perfect body and survive. In fact, as long as she doesn't take the initiative to tear the scar, others will never see the devastated soul again. If others don't watch, can she pretend not to see it?

Lin Jianyan leaned her head on the pillow, accompanied by bursts of wooden fish, and gradually stopped thinking, half-dreaming and half-awake shuttling between the past and reality, I don't know when I fell asleep, but when she woke up, it was the evening of the next day.

"Sand, sand, sand." "Sand, sand, sand." …… The sound of rustling disturbed her ears, like a thin insect biting off Lin Jianyan's sleepiness little by little, and crawling all over her heart little by little, this is, painting.

The sound came from the east wall, could it be that Xue Sakura still paints? Lin Jianyan hesitated on the kang that was slightly warmed by the setting sun, and finally got dressed and got out of bed and decided to find out.

The door of the house was just hidden and not locked, Lin Jianyan walked out of the house very softly, the residual snow in the yard was swept clean, and the afterglow sprinkled all over the fence, weaving a net on the ground, silently covering Lin Jianyan's long shadow.

Lin Jianyan walked briskly, shuttling in the orange warm light like a fish, and soon reached the hut on the east side. She stood by the door, lingering but not daring to reach out and knock on the door, for fear of disturbing Xue Sakura's painting, and also afraid of facing the pen and paper carrying the past.

While thinking about it, the door suddenly opened: "Are you awake?" ”