PS: Maybe the author is very busy, there is no way, the code word is already a very hard thing, An An's side

also expressed the same feelings, however, many fellow authors are asking for long reviews, although An An herself also wants to ask for long reviews

, but when it comes to writing long reviews for others, it feels very hard. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info then, it's a little too lazy to be willing

Written. Hehe, there are little lazinesses.

Because writing a long review requires a careful look, a careful look is a must, and it also needs to be linked to the context, and one

Reading books in general is just browsing novels, just to read the plot, read cool texts, and have a happy feeling, then

Naturally, like Zhu Bajie eating the fruit of life, he can't eat any taste, so he naturally feels good, but

There are no long book reviews.

Here, An An wants to say that it is possible to write a long book review, but his ability is limited, and he can only write one

In addition, the rest of the novels can only be browsed for sightseeing, so please include a lot.

Thank you very much for the little freshness, poppy, although it is the same person, but by the way, she will be two

I thanked the name together. She posted her thoughts in An An's book review for three days in a row, although it was very brief

Pictures and refueling and stuff like that, but ah...... God knows how empty the book review area is on An An'an's side

Kuang, so thank you very much for the poppy's visit, things are scarce and expensive, so the poppy's visit is

Baby! Of course, thank you very much for the author's return visit, such as: sugar rolls, thank you together!

It's not easy for newcomers to get new books, and then look at this number, I'm so anxious, I really can't wait to go by myself

The impulse to click, in short, thank you very much for the author's cooperation, and thank you very much for the book friends who are chasing the book.

But...... Are there really readers who follow books? In doubt.

There seem to be a few more votes, and the unsung heroes who voted are asked to report their names to let An An be well

I am very moved, thank you so much. If, if someone is troublesome, it's just diving, then

It's the unsung hero, hehe, then I'm here to thank the unsung hero, and I voted for An An for free

Those few tickets, it's really not much...... Weeping...... It's really precious.

Because it is small and precious, I want to be very grateful and thankful here! Thank!!!

Finally, the author of the long review needs to be exchanged for the same value! Exchange your long comments for An An's long comments!

How is it? No one wants to just blindly work hard, we exchange each other's hard work equally, how about it?

Finally, thank you very much for your support and help, hehe, in the end, it's a bit much, it seems to be endless

The rhythm is gone, stop now!

22 Seeking

Some things seem to have some reason, and some seem to have no reason, it's just time

It's a strange thing, it's a strange thing that can't be fathomed, and it seems to be able to change a lot

Many, and it seems that nothing can be changed, nothing can be changed.

So in the long river of time, is there anything that can be changed? There is nothing to do

To change? Is there something that time can't change? Could there be this?

She remembers, in the dark cave, in the cave where a bonfire was lit in the dark, his

The human language rang in my ears: "White fox, is it delicious?" ”

She was stunned, looked up, and just looked at him dumbfounded, she didn't taste anything at that time

came out, swallowed it in a big gulp as usual, and she didn't taste anything,

She lives like an animal, and her white fox is an animal.

She didn't even have the concept of tasting there. But, again, she was confused, and she seemed to be able to hear

Understand the human language in front of you. In the depths of my memory, I thought of my life as a human being.

"My mother's craftsmanship is good. I really like the braised pork ribs made by my mother, they are so delicious and fragrant

Yes. "That's when she was very young. How small? So small that she almost remembered it herself

I can't tell, I'm about to lose my memory.

"Little naughty, don't talk when eating, eat well, and go to sleep after eating." There is only my mother in my memory

The voice of pity, and the mother's face and face are not clear.

Only the vague somewhat hunchbacked figure, the blue coat clothes are still fresh in my memory, and the mother

The nagging also seems endless, "Don't bother your dad when you go to bed at night."

, your father has come back from working so hard, he needs a good rest, don't bother him, and

Ah, he's working too hard outside, and he's been angry a lot, so ah, if Yin Ling is good, yes

Don't bother Daddy, got it? ”

"Understood, mother." It was the childish and well-behaved and loud response of a young girl's voice.

Yin Ling was very strange, how could he think of these strange memories when he was gnawing meat, those

What remains is the memory of human life.

Maybe it's because of his reminder? Maybe it was because of what he said that suddenly made her want to do it all over again

Savor the rest of the rabbit meat. This barbecued rabbit meat is a cooked food with no bloody taste

She tasted it slowly and carefully, and there was a feeling that she was getting closer and closer to people.

Seeing that the white fox first stared at him, and then continued to gnaw on the meat without any reaction

, Ye Luokong was a little disappointed, and then said with a dumb smile: "Good girl, I almost forgot."

You're a white fox, I still treat you a little like a human being, hehe, the fox shouldn't be

Taste it, maybe you didn't understand what I was saying. ”

Yin Ling's heart skipped a beat, and just as she wanted to reply to something, she saw him stretch

Came out with a hand and gently stroked the white fluff on her forehead, with a pampering meaning, he himself

He smiled like a self-smiling voice: "Anyway, as long as you can eat it, it will be good, at least this generation."

It's not particularly unpalatable. Hehe, perhaps, my craftsmanship is not very bad. You're the one

The white fox is so good, I really want to take you home and raise you? ”

He smiled softly and slowly took his hand away, and watched the Yin Ling eat so carefully,

When the minstrel swallowed it completely. She wanted to tell him that it tasted good and delicious.

But she couldn't speak, she still couldn't say anything. She sometimes feels

Instead of telling a lie, it is better not to speak for the rest of your life.

Rather than live that hypocritical and cunning human life, it is better to be just a beast. She's always been too

It's not that she particularly hates that she can't speak human language, but as long as this time, she is very anxious and depressed this time

I can't speak, I can't speak people's words, I can't communicate well with the man in front of me, I can't

It's okay to express your gratitude to him, even if it's to tell him that this thing is delicious.

But she couldn't tell.

Thousands of miles flying, in the season of snow, that is, in the season of parting in the snow-white winter,

Even the sorrow in the season of separation in the cold winter is difficult to make this situation unforgettable, not nothing

can be forgotten and forgotten.

It's just that sometimes when I want to leave something, I still can't keep it. What do you want to do

But when I found that I still couldn't do anything, I wanted to pursue something, but I found out

I still moved too slowly to catch up, and I couldn't even chase the misty shadow, what would happen to my heart

What kind of panic? How will it be sad and lost?

"Huh?" Ye Luokong was surprised, and was a little stunned for a while, but for a while,

He smiled again, "Hehe, you white fox is so good." ”

Yin Ling walked slowly towards him, approached him, and took one of his lowered hands, and she took one

A friendly heart went up to lick his hand, and it was so grateful and grateful to lick his hand.

Is she well-behaved? Does that mean being good?

She stopped licking and just stared intently at his hand, which was a warm man

The palm of the hand, she looked at her hooves again, this person, this person in front of her was still far away from her

Far, far away. They are not from the same world at all.

Looking through the fire, looking at the dancing flames, this is the time together, this is the gathering of each other

Time, the time when she was together with a stranger, the firelight radiated a warm firelight, but she was

Still trembling.

Some were afraid of the fire in front of them, some were afraid to approach, and some were cold, which was something indescribable

Chu's thoughts are some familiar and unfamiliar thoughts, those are thoughts that are suddenly empty, just

It seems that something suddenly leaked, something was missing. What exactly?

She wanted to think about it, and she remembered what she had missed, and she always felt that she had missed something

What is important, but what is missing? Why can't she remember?

The fragments of memory, like open paper, leaped quickly and rapidly one by one,

Changing over and over again, I remembered whether it was a jumping flame, or a burning fire, that branch

The branch, the one that burns......

He took a twig from the firelight, and the yellow flame was still burning on it, and he flew fast

Throwing off the flames, the flames were extinguished, and the burned places immediately became black one by one

, he took the wooden stick and scratched something on the ground.

He had been scratched at her, and for some reason she wasn't interested in what he was scratching on the ground

Interesting, but she was very interested in the saber at his waist, and she looked carefully at the length of the silver-white scabbard

Sword.

There were also some red tape words faintly inlaid on the scabbard, which she didn't recognize, but she always felt it

It's very familiar, it's inexplicably familiar, and she can't tell too many reasons, she wants to get closer, she wants to be again

I could see it clearly, but it was a rebounding cold light, and there was a rebound of cold air.

She took a few steps back in fear, trembling somewhat, a little trembling and annoyance

What is free is difficult to get rid of easily, just like a seal, and that sword may also be a seal

What will be sealed in the sword?

Ancient memories? Ancient ghosts? Or the hatred and death that has accumulated and accumulated over a long period of time

The breath of extinguishment? Will everything be like this again? She was confused and shook her heart, but she was early

It's numb.

He seemed to sense something strange there, so he turned to her and smiled, "Come on,

You fox, come and take a look, I don't know if you can understand it. ”

Is he talking to a fox? Or to a familiar person, a familiar friend

What about talking? She was confused, he was so kind to her, as if they were familiar.

Yin Ling really wanted to ask him, "Hey, are we cooked?" "Unfortunately, she couldn't open her mouth, and she couldn't

Dodging his bright eyes, his happiness, so inexplicably she is not particularly clear and seems to be able to

The joy of understanding.

It's a kind of thing she doesn't know what he's happy for, but his happiness seems to be complete

The earth infected her, and there was a sense of closeness and intimacy, as if, as if she was also able to

I understand his mood and emotions.

What kind of closeness is that, what kind of closeness is it, what kind of closeness and closeness of the soul is it?

Still, she has been lonely for too long, lonely for too long, and suddenly, there is someone who is reconsiderate

It's nice to be around.

The good ones were a little trembling, and the good ones made her no longer so worried that she was a fox

He is alone, that good feeling, a sense of satisfaction, that overflowing joy and inexplicable warmth

The feeling seemed to make her forget the long sword that exuded cold air and murderous intent, and those incomprehensible red tape

The incomprehensible, impenetrable seal, she would wait, let go of it all for the time being

Waiting, waiting, waiting.

The time of waiting is a time to survive the blank, and waiting is a time to press down one's heart

, I want to sink my heart and give my time to others, it is a swaying moment,

Like a candle swaying in the wind, it will be extinguished at any moment, and that kind of waiting is so fragile and brittle

Weak enough to leave at any time, no longer waiting to leave.

The taste of waiting is not so pleasant, it is not so easy to get through, and it is not so easy to remember

It's just that she feels the stagnation of time, the stagnation in waiting, not the sliding of flowing water, but

It's frozen, it's frozen.

She doesn't have to think about anything, she doesn't have to remember anything. It seems, no more

I remember who I am, I don't care about my identity, and I don't think about my future

Come and go, don't think that the person in front of you will leave, will leave at any time, will be with her life

Life never crossed paths again.

It's just that, sometimes, a person seems to be so close, as if it is right in front of you, that is

When he was quiet, when he was silent, suddenly it seemed as if the whole air was sinking

Still, it was a frozen air, and my slightly warm and warm heart was in the frozen air

, difficult and difficult to wander and shuttle, but difficult to travel. Not so clearly, no

It's so clear.

It's not yourself who doesn't understand, it's not the person in front of you who doesn't understand, and it's not your own body that you don't understand

part, what I don't understand is not the mistake of the past and the confusion of the future, these don't seem to understand it, but

It's not understood, but it's not just that.

In the stillness of the air, he broke the silence with his mouth again, and he said gently

"Take a look. ”

She saw it, and then the faint yellow light of the dancing flame, she saw, and it was a little dark

On the wet dirt, there were words drawn, and she touched one of them with her hooves

, he slowly reached out and touched her hooves, and Yin Ling's heart trembled, but his face did not change, and he

But the gentle voice fell in her ears, and it was warm through her ears, and it slid warmly through her heart

Tian: "Empty, this is an empty word. ”

- "Ye Luokong is a scum, he should be eradicated!" "Suddenly my mind was torn like lightning

The curtain of the deep blue sky swept by in an instant, tearing her mind and her heart,

Those inexplicable and terrible memories, those words, when did they come, when did they come to her?

What about memories and memories?

How could such a sentence suddenly come to her mind? Who said that? As if it weren't

She said it, but...... And why did it pop out of her mind?

"Ye Luokong ......" was his voice, and he gently stroked the face on her back and whispered softly

Said, "My name is Ye Luokong, White Fox, will you remember it?" ”

The name will not only be remembered, but, she has already remembered, she already knows, like

It was a long, long time ago that she knew this name, and she knew this person, this person, stranger

of men.

But it's so familiar, I can't recall the familiarity, she is in pain in that place, it's hard to dig

Digging deep memories is painful, and I always lose a lot of memories and nostalgia that I care about and care about.

It's painful, it's terrible, it's so bewildered, and she's so and so much

There is nothing to be done.

She had no choice but to let the leaves fall into the air and held her forelimbs tightly, from the beginning of the first word one

Straight down to the third word, at that moment, she felt that she was not a fox, but a person,

It was as if she had become a girl again in the palm of a young man's hand, and her hand was held tightly in his palm

Village.

He held himself, pulled her, pulled her heart, and touched her heart, the first love

With a delicate heart, she just fell into the memory like this, as if she had fallen into a dream, like a dream

It's generally blurry and unreal, but shyness still comes to my heart.