"Is this story true?"

Wu You was about to ridicule Xia Yu's tears, a woman stood behind her, and Wu You Xia Yu had already climbed to the top of the mountain, that is, in front of the Yuelao Temple. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In front of this, there is a hundred-year-old osmanthus tree, which is full of bell creed, and when the wind blows, the bell rings, giving people a strange feeling of tranquility, which should be very noisy.

The woman was wearing a pink gauze dress, with a standard melon seed face, willow eyebrows and pink face, and a petite and lovely figure.

Seeing that Wuyou didn't seem to be reacting, the woman repeated Fang Cai's words again.

Actually, Wuyou is just a little weak-hearted, this kind of story, in the world of the previous life, there are more on the Internet, who knows if it's true or false.

"Excuse me, who are you?"

The woman seemed to realize that she was a little abrupt, and smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, my surname is Zhao, and my name is Yinglan." ”

"Miss Zhao, my name is Wuyou, this is my maid, Xia Yu." Maiyu has been in this world for a while, but fortunately, most of the etiquette here is similar to that of modern times, so you don't need to pay too much attention to red tape when dealing with people here.

"Just now, I heard the story that Miss said, it's very touching, I don't know, where does this story come from?"

"Uh............ Actually, I heard it from a tourist when I was a child, and I don't know where it came from. "I can't say that she saw it from the Internet.

"I see, ............I see" Zhao Yinglan seemed to be a little disappointed, and sighed faintly.

Wu You and Xia Yu looked at each other a little inexplicably, but Xia Yu kindly asked, "Miss Zhao, what's the trouble!" ”

"Your lover is away from home?" People who come to the Yuelao Temple, Wuyou can probably guess something.

"Forget it!" Zhao Yinglan stroked the wish note in his hand.

Wu You's sharp eyes noticed that her wish strips seemed to be a little different from the strips of cloth in this temple, and each strip of cloth seemed to be embroidered with a pink lotus flower in the lower left corner.

I remember that Xia Yu just said that the strips of cloth here are all uniform plain white, so she also saw many strips of cloth with pink lotus flowers on the road just now.

"Do you come to this place often?"

When Zhao Yinglan heard this, the movements in her hands stopped, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was a little bitter, "Yes, it's been many years, it's been ten years, every month, rain or shine, I will come to the Yuelao Temple once." ”

"If you don't mind, can you talk to us?" Wu Yu is very curious about what kind of person such a dedicated person will be.

"Okay, let's go to the gazebo over there and sit down, it's also a kind of fate to meet Miss."

"Okay, you're welcome, just call me Xiao Wu, that's what everyone calls me."

Zhao Yinglan covered her lips and chuckled, "Xiao Wu doesn't have to be polite, just call me Yinglan." ”

Zhao Yinglan is a native of Beijing, born in a very ordinary family, the family also does a small business, lives a rich life, and the family atmosphere is still quite warm.

At that time, there was a boy three years older than her in the neighbor's house, and the two had been playing together since they were children.

She is Xiaolan's younger sister, and he is Su Liang's brother.

Sister Xiaolan always timidly followed behind the gentle young man and called him brother.

The boy turned around, took her little hand, and the two walked slowly side by side. She would always ask him softly, why do you always have to pull me!

The young man replied, with a gentle smile, and tapped her curved willow eyebrows, as long as we pull you, we will not be lost.

Wu Yu suddenly remembered the poem........................

Lang rode a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums. Living together for a long time, the two have no suspicion.

Feelings are such a thing, those who understand it think it's very simple, isn't it just that the two of them have children together, support each other, and spend the rest of their lives. But she ...... It's really not that clear, I just know that sometimes love is love. It may hurt, it will be divided, it will be uneasy, but people are really happy to be crazy about love.

The Buddha said: Only by cultivating a hundred generations can we cross the same boat, and only by cultivating a thousand generations can we sleep together. The gaze of 500 times in the previous life is exchanged for the rubbing of shoulders once in this life. An encounter in this life will surely give birth to too many sweet or painful memories of a past life. All fate is fate! The chance encounter, suddenly returned, and they were destined to each other's lives, just for the moment when their eyes met.

Zhao Yinglan said, originally I was ignorant of my feelings for him, and I only regarded him as a brother all along, and I never thought that I would fall in love with him one day.

When I was twelve, I saw a stall selling wooden dolls on the street, with colorful dolls of various shapes. But I don't like those chubby, ugly dolls. I used to be very fat, and people around me didn't like to play with me, always throwing pebbles at me and spitting, and I was really tired of my fat appearance. When I saw those fat dolls in ugly clothes, I cried at that time.

But Brother Su Liang was frightened, and he understood the reason why I was crying from the vague words I said when I was crying.

After that, he came to me a lot less, huh...... I didn't pay much attention to it at the time. It wasn't until two years later that he put an extremely delicate and beautiful wooden doll in front of me. I just found out what he did in those two years. He went to worship the man who carved wooden dolls as a teacher, and learned to make wooden dolls, and it took him a long time to learn, and at that time, his hands were full of wounds cut by knives, large and small, stacked on top of each other. I can't even believe how he has hidden himself and his aunt from them in the past two years.

The wooden doll was when she got married, wearing a crown and a glow, and painted with exquisite makeup.

She took out a shiny red wooden doll that had been polished from her arms, and when several people looked at it, they were instantly shocked. This lifelike doll is simply a miniature version of Zhao Yinglan. Decisively refreshed the three views of dancing and quiet, who said that most of ancient China was abstract, isn't this a real work of art!

The doll wore a red wedding dress embroidered with moire with golden silk thread and a delicate phoenix crown on her head. Dotted with red lips, painted willow eyebrows, with a variety of complicated ornaments. It's like a soul called Xiaolan's sister, and her smile is vivid.

He told her that she was what she would look like when she grew up, that she was the most beautiful person in the world, and that he would marry the most beautiful person in the world. Xiao Yinglan was very happy at that time, and it was from that time that the seed named Su Liang planted in her heart began to take root and grow wildly.