I never thought my tears would flow so lightly, just because I saw her. ≧

Maybe this is what is called: men don't flick when they have tears, just because they haven't reached the emotional place.

Like Princess Wencheng and like Guanyin, the fox spirit Qian Annie looked at me with tears and laughter, and I also looked at her with tears.

The two of us looked at each other like this, and the two of us only looked at each other's figures, forgetting the existence of the pilgrims around us.

Anne Chin's smile made me feel good, and I thought my tears should be sweet at the moment, but I could clearly see the pity in her smile.

Qian Annie, you stupid vixen, it's my fault, why didn't you rush over and beat me up right away?

I'll only feel better if you beat me up.

Do you know? You're emaciated.

I opened my mouth to call her, but I couldn't make a sound.

The lips trembled, and my whole body seemed to shake with it, but I just couldn't speak.

I was like a dumb person, unable to say anything.

But the mute man can still babble, but no matter how hard I try, I don't make a sound at all.

I couldn't help but sweat profusely, is this God's punishment for me? The Yiren were right in front of me, but I didn't make a sound. It's so painful.

Facing the fox spirit Qian Annie, who I miss every day and think about all the time, my stomach is full of words, but I can't say a word, I can't say a word.

It's as if my voice is broken, is this what people call cowardice?

There seems to be an electric current between the two pairs of eyes, and after a long time of attraction, the two bodies are constantly approaching.

One step, two steps, three steps...... Tears never left.

She didn't speak, I didn't speak, and the two longing people finally came together.

At this time, all the qiē was superfluous, and we cried with joy and hugged each other.

I can clearly feel the power in Qian Annie's hand is constantly increasing, is this her showing her reluctance to me?

But, Qian Annie, you fool, how can you be willing to do it? Why are you willing to leave me like this? Let me go around looking for you so crazily?

If it weren't for the chance, how could I have found you? You ruthless fellow.

She hugged me tighter and tighter, and then cried uncontrollably.

I patted her on the back to comfort her, but I didn't expect her to cry more and more, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as heartbreaking.

Listening to her cry, with the clear Sanskrit singing, I think this is the sound of heaven.

In this life, I couldn't be happier to have such an affectionate woman crying for me.

This love and love have been used all my life, and I can't repay it.

All I can do is secretly swear in my heart that no matter what setbacks or grievances I encounter in this life, I will never leave her and never give up.

Strangely enough, listening to her crying, my tears naturally stopped.

At this time, I just want to hold her tightly for the rest of my life and not let her be wronged at all.

If I could give everything I have in my life to make her happy, I would not hesitate to do so.

I can't let this girl fly away from my life, from my life anymore.

Even if this kind of flying away is only a temporary separation, I don't want to.

In this life, in this life, I just want to hold hands with her until the end of my head.

Maybe people's feelings have to be sorted out, and only when they are lost do they know how to cherish them.

This time, her departure made me understand how important she was to me.

Especially every time I look at her memories and think about the bits and pieces I have with her, I feel as if I am living with her again.

This time, it made me haunted by dreams even more, and I was more full of thoughts and tenderness.

I never thought that in this world, in addition to my parents, there would be such a beautiful girl who thinks about me every day, cares about me, and is considerate of me.

We have been in love for a long time, and it seems so natural.

It is said that it is enough to have a confidant in life, so what I want to say is: it is enough to have money in this life.

Even if I removed her last name, I still loved her like a night.

The two of them hugged each other like this, until her cry slowly became smaller, and suddenly my eyes lit up, and I saw the handsome monk appear at the door of the Dharma King's Hall without warning.

He stood upright with one hand, in the shape of a flower, and the smile on his face bloomed, like Shakyamuni who had an epiphany and became a Buddha in an instant.

He nodded and smiled at me, and said, "Amitabha Buddha then disappeared into the crowd of worshippers."

Thank you, handsome and young monk, for your profound words and faithfulness, and for allowing me to find my favorite vixen Qian Annie here.

If I have the opportunity, I will definitely thank you well.

My personality is like that, as soon as I get a favor from someone, the scales of favor tilt in his favor.

The strange thing is that his voice seems to have only reached my ears, and I can hear him very clearly, but when I look at the people around me, it seems that I have heard nothing.

Even Qian Annie's unbridled crying just now, the people around her didn't seem to pay much attention, this qiē is really too amazingly weird.

If the people around me are all long-time cultivators in the Potala Palace, then they will be indifferent to Qian Annie's crying, I can believe it.

But now these surrounding Buddha worshippers can also have such concentration, and I have to say that this qiē is all due to this environment with clear Sanskrit singing.

Regardless of it, I just want to be able to hold my beloved vixen Qian Anne so really at this moment, and hold it so well.

Yiren is sweet in his heart, which cares about the world for thousands of years.

Holding her and listening to her cry slowly become smaller, I stroked her head, a gentle look shot in my eyes, this quirky vixen was finally found by me.

"Silly fox, you've lost weight." Slowly pushing her away, my hands gently wiped away the tears that had fallen, and whispered to her.

She looked at me, tears streaming down her eyes again.

Suddenly, her hand came hard and gave me a resounding slap.

Although my face is hot, I don't complain about her at all in my heart, she hit the right one, I am definitely a person who deserves to be beaten.

It was I who made her heart so painful, it was I who made her leave our warm home and go to this strange place sadly. One qiē, one qiē, the blame is all on me.

But she didn't seem to expect this slap to hit me, and the whole person was stunned.

When I took her hand up and put it on my face, her tears flowed even harder. (To be continued.) )8