While Xiaoxian was thinking hard, the old man stepped on Huangquan Road with a smile and greeted the person who had been waiting for five years. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Two familiar people hugged each other, and they wanted to tell each other all their lives, but they turned into a smile on their lips, and they could understand each other's minds with a look and a smile.

The little fairy looked at it stupidly, and the confusion in his heart became bigger and bigger. Black and white impermanence walked to the side and said: "We will meet human beings who make us soft-hearted, and we will encounter stories that make us also moved, but we are black and white impermanence, and we have our own responsibilities and obligations." Our good intentions to leave ghosts on earth are bound to cause trouble, not only for our Hades, but also for their own deeper troubles. For the sake of mutual good, even if they can't bear to hook their souls, they will close their eyes and take their souls away. ”

"Doing what's good for each other is the best help. Reincarnation is a complete system, and none of us in reincarnation have escaped the jurisdiction of reincarnation. Black and white impermanence continued.

"Reincarnation...... Alas. Xiaoxian thought about reincarnation and thought of a lot of things. There are too many stories in reincarnation, and my head hurts a little for a while. Eventually, with a sigh on her lips, Xiaoxian gave up.

Lu Qianqian's affairs can't be interfered with. Xiaoxian felt that she had interfered in too many things and caused too many effects. If everyone you meet has to help, the whole order of samsara will be thrown out of order. When the time comes, Xiaoxian will really become a sinner. What Xiaoxian is doing at the moment, trying not to touch reincarnation.

People or things related to reincarnation, Xiaoxian does not touch. She has influenced some people, but only to modify some order within the permissible limits of samsara. For example, Xiaoxian is like a drop of sugar water, which quickly melts in the water, decomposes, and merges with the water.

Xiaoxian exits the ghost town and returns to the human world. sighed faintly, that Lu Qianqian's matter was indeed very aggrieved, and it hurt very much in my heart, but I still couldn't manage it. Xiaoxian stared worriedly, watching the night by the window gradually whiten, the distance from dark to dawn.

It was getting dark, and the sound of getting up was gradually heard in the silent hut. The sound of footsteps, circling around the hut.

Xiaoxian pushed the door open, and the person outside the door wandered around the door, with a tangled face, wanting to knock on the door but not having the courage.

Xiaoxian pretended not to see her distress, and smiled: "Are you hungry?" ”

"Not hungry yet...... Lu Qianqian replied with a sigh.

Lu Qianqian looked at Xiaoxian and didn't seem to hear half of it, and walked straight to the kitchen. Lu Qianqian followed and walked up, watching Xiaoxian skillfully washing and picking vegetables in the kitchen, cooking porridge. The busy figure gradually brought Lu Qianqian a sense of stability. Life is full of hustle and bustle, and she's just one of them. After thinking about this truth, Lu Qianqian smiled.

Xiaoxian was busy with herself, and after a while, she cooked a meal for two people. Xiaoxian dragged the plate and cleaned up the food for the two of them. crossed Lu Qianqian and walked to the living room. She put the plate down, picked up the remote control, and turned on the TV. In the TV, there is a TV series that Lin Miaomiao once performed. At that time, she was still playing the role of a bad woman.

After watching it for a while, it turned out to be a comment on Lin Miaomiao's past acting skills.

Xiaoxian looked at it unconsciously, pretending to be very busy. Eating, watching TV intently, not focusing on Lu Qianqian's body. Lu Qianqian took her own meal from the kitchen and made it on the sofa. She saw that Xiaoxian didn't seem to want to speak, so she didn't speak, and ate quietly.

Lu Qianqian was very confused, and she told her story yesterday, which made her feel that she was standing in front of Xiaoxian with **** all over her body. That woman's every move made Lu Qianqian's heart frightened, and she was afraid that Xiaoxian would show a look of contempt for her. That kind of apprehension made him a little restless. Eating on the couch, I had to move my position after a while.

"If the sofa is uncomfortable to sit on, you can get a cushion behind the sofa and put it on the floor, and it will be comfortable to sit on the floor." Xiaoxian said lightly.

Lu Qianqian turned her head in a daze, looked at the sofa cushions behind the sofa, and always felt that there were no sofa cushions yesterday. But maybe I didn't see it. Lu Qianqian subconsciously touched a sofa cushion and sat on the ground. This is the first time she has done this. Lu Qianqian was honest this time, she ate quietly and took the initiative to stop the work of washing dishes.

Xiao Xianle was watching TV, and the kitchen was busy Lu Qianqian. When Lu Qianqian broke the dishes and chopsticks, Xiaoxian sat motionless on the sofa, but heard the cry in the kitchen. Xiaoxian didn't go in, she wanted to leave Lu Qianqian a little time, let her vent the grief in her heart.

The cry came intermittently, and the fairy walked out of the house and into the backyard. The flowers in the backyard swayed in the wind, and as she walked over, she sprinkled a handful of aura, which spread among the flowers and spread on each branch. With the offering of aura, these little flowers are even more delicate.

"I'm sorry, I lost my temper." Lu Qianqian walked over from behind, her cheeks were slightly rosy, and her moist eyes were still scarlet.

Xiaoxian nodded faintly and asked, "Is it so difficult to survive?" ”

"No, I don't know, I live in pain every day, and I want to end this life." Lu Qianqian was extremely sad, she bent down and picked a joke casually, and the little flower smelled very good.

Xiaoxian asked again, "Is it so difficult to survive?" ”

This time, Lu Qianqian did not rush to tell her pain, but calmed down and thought about her own problems. After a long time, he answered. "It's difficult, it's hard to get through the level in your heart. The only chance for a person who cannot defeat himself and who needs to be liberated is to leave. ”

Xiaoxian thought for a moment and took a deep breath. At this time, in the early morning, with the fragrance of flowers, the refreshing smell entered the chest. Xiaoxian said: "I understand your pain, and I know the inner struggle and sadness when you make this decision. Lu Qianqian, I can't follow your script. No matter what method I use, I can't bring out your grievances, why don't you write it yourself? ”

"I write it myself?" Lu Qianqian asked.

Fairy nodded. The idea came to me at dawn. If she looks at her own problems, she will slowly become rational and carefully analyze every feeling. Whether she can get out of this quagmire depends on her own understanding.

How hard is it to write? How much experience and how much you can gain from writing depends on your personal creation.

This point is best known to the fairy who is the god of dreams. Whenever I make a dream, I write a short script. If you want to stay in these scripts, you need to take care of every emotion. Love and hate, infatuation, always have the mood to paint.

As the person who writes this dream, you need to stand in the dream and feel the dream well. Sometimes, the fairy herself loses herself.

Therefore, she suggested that Lu Qianqian write it herself. You don't need any routines, you just need to touch your heart. Her heart is rotten, and only by pouring out bit by bit, slowly injecting new blood can she recharge the new machine.

(To be continued.) )