Although Lan Susu does not believe in the theory of gods and ghosts, but the monks do not speak, the abbot master of the White Horse Temple should not lie to himself, is his fate really doomed? Although the soul has crossed, but the soul is a kind of magnetic field, it is normal for magnetic fields to attract each other, but some people predict their future life, but let Lan Su linger in her heart, she is a modern person has always believed that no matter what the environment, her own efforts can change fate, so even in this strange world in the face of the cruel living environment, she has not given up has been working hard to survive, and to develop, Seek a safe one for yourself, but if your fate is really predetermined, then can you do nothing and wait for death if you know your fate? ?

If you don't do it, no matter what the result is, you have to work hard, you have to fight for it, what Lan Susu wants to do is not to be a puppet, what is the true destiny of the goddess, what is the established destiny, I don't believe in what I want to do, take my life in my own hands, and use my own hands to change my fortune, what Lan Susu wants to do is that people will win the day!

Now that you have figured it out, there is nothing to be depressed about, and you will live with the mentality of being at peace when you have come, and you will resolutely do what you should do to the end, and you will never do what you shouldn't do.

"Miss, it's her birthday in a few days, and we decided to go on an outing in the suburbs on that day to celebrate her birthday." When Tingqin walked in, Lan Susu had already figured it out, since God let him live, he had to live for himself as he wanted!

"I remember March 14 for my birthday, right?" Lan Susu thought for a moment and looked at Tingqin.

"Yes, it's March 14, the day before our tea feast." Tingqin replied seriously.

The tea party that the two of them said is to listen to the sea and listen to the Tao every month on the fifth, fifteenth, twenty-fifth will be held in the talent conference, as long as you have a skill, you can show off your skills at the banquet, poetry and painting, play the piano and sing songs, every time there will be people present to evaluate the top three, Tianyue Chongwen Shangwu Linghai Tingtao is a gathering of Fengchen country's high-ranking nobles, businessmen and wealthy people, as long as it is a budding person at the tea party, both men and women are considered to have handed out a stepping stone to the high-level society, and it is also the capital for the nobles to show off or compare with each other. It is also an examination room for many families to choose a wife and son-in-law, so the tea party is getting more and more popular, and the business of listening to the sea is getting better and better, as if it has the potential to become the largest entertainment venue in Tianyue.

"Well, the four of you have worked hard recently, so I'll give the four of you a day off that day, so let's go have a good time." Lan Susu did not stop listening to the piano, she has always advocated a degree of relaxation, work hard when it is time to work, and rest well when it is time to rest.

"Miss, you go that day, Miss has been sullen recently, just go and relax, the mountains and rivers are beautiful outside, Miss will be in a better mood when she sees it." Listening to the piano is very considerate, although he doesn't say a lot of things, he can't hide her observant eyes, in recent days, Lan Susu has been haunted by the words of the abbot master of the White Horse Temple, and he didn't even notice that the birthday of the painting was approaching, and listening to the qin would build a yì she went out for a walk.

"Okay, I'll go with me that day, you make paper kites, and then put paper kites by the way, the weather has been fine recently and there is a breeze that is a good time to put paper kites." Seeing that Tingqin was so subtle and considerate of herself, Lan Susu was greatly moved, in the end, the friendship that she grew up with since she was a child, and she noticed a little change in herself, and she had always thought that she was happy and angry, and it seemed that this was not the case.

"Okay, what kind of paper kite does Miss want this year, I'll ask Ruofeng to do it." With Lan Susu's consent, Tingqin was very happy, and it seemed that the young lady was not depressed when she was in the mood to go out to play, so she had to quickly ask Lan Ruofeng to prepare the paper kite, this kid has a very good skill in making paper kites, and the paper kites made fly high and steadily, much stronger than the ones bought outside.

"Just whatever, go ahead, I'll rest for a while." Looking at the happy mood of listening to the qin, the mood of the blue is better, and the most beautiful thing in life is to live happily with the people around you.

Lan Susu must have listened to the piano happily, Lan Susu figured it out and didn't worry, just like this, he lay under the plane tree in the yard and fell asleep unconsciously, she breathed lightly and slept with a hint of laughter in her sleep, like a fairy who fell into the world by chance, as if she did not eat the fireworks in the world.

The weather in March is no longer as cold as half of February, nor as hot as June, the sun at this time is very mild, shining on people's bodies does not feel hot, but feels warm, soft as lying in the mother's arms.

At this time, in the ten-mile peach forest on the outskirts of the city, the peach blossoms have gone, and the branches are full of fluffy small peaches, only the size of a thumb, but they exude vitality.

At this time, Lan Susu and his group of five sat under the peach tree, with a white cloth on the grass, and several food boxes on it, which contained fruits, dried fruits and a few dishes of side dishes with wine, and a few pots of flower brew in one food box. This flower brew is made by the painting herself, she was born in a winemaking family, and the best thing is not to paint but to use a variety of seasonal flowers and fruits to brew flowers and fruits, these flowers and fruits are brewed, the smell is sweet, the aroma is tangy, the wine is not strong, and it is well received in Linghai Tingtao, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the master of Linghai Tingtao.

On weekdays, Lan Susu doesn't drink much, only when he is happy or social, he will drink, and today he will come out of course because everyone is happy on his birthday, but it is now morning, and it is in the suburbs, and it is not appropriate for people to drink more.

"Miss, let's put the paper kite." Tingqin took out the paper kites that had been prepared a long time ago, a total of five, a butterfly, a tiger, a swimming fish, an eagle, and a centipede.

Lan Susu chose the eagle kite, because she likes the phrase 'the eagle strikes the sky, the fish soars shallowly' He likes the most is the arrogance and backbone of the eagle, because the eagle will fly high again and again after predicting his death, until he exhausts his last strength, and finally will fall straight into the deep pool to avoid other carnivores from devouring his corpse, Lan Susu likes his courage to face death without fear of death.

Listening to the piano four people also chose their favorite paper kite, soon the kite flew up in the hands of several people, the paper kite flew very high in the wind, among which the eagle of blue pigment and the centipede of watching chess flew the highest and most stable, I don't know if it was too hard, the line of the butterfly in the listening hand suddenly broke, and the paper kite fell straight and hung on a peach tree.

When the other people saw that Tingqin's paper kite had fallen, they had to take back their paper kites and help Tingqin pick up the fallen paper kite. Seeing that several people wanted to take back the kite and listen to the piano, they hurriedly stopped it.

"You keep putting it, don't stop, my paper kite fell not far away, I saw where it fell, I'll pick it up myself."

The reason why Tingqin stopped everyone was because her paper kite did not fall far, and the peach tree was not high, she could climb it herself, but he ignored that the peach tree was relatively small and grew on the slope, and when she climbed the peach tree and approached the paper kite to reach out to get it, something happened that everyone expected, that was because the smaller branches were thinner, and because they could not bear the weight of the listening piano and broke, and Tingqin rolled down the slope because she leaned forward.