Yin Su's voice was not high, but every word was clear. She said that there has never been a love affair between monks and mortals.

The moment the words fell, Zhang Shaoqing laughed wildly, the uninhibited ridicule was too obvious, so that Xin Che, who was forcibly restraining his emotions on the side, couldn't help but blush with embarrassment. It turns out that only people in their sleep can really say the word "love", and all awake people have learned to lie. When Yin Suwen woke up, his dream was shattered.

The beads in his hand seemed to be unable to withstand such a vigorous plucking, and the incense twist thread broke off, and the round and heavy beads were scattered all over the ground. The rosary fell on the lush grass and went unnoticed, and no one knew how painful the beads fell except for Xin Che himself.

Zhang Shaoqing, who couldn't stop laughing, looked like he was shaky and unstable, but the golden knife hidden in his sleeve was about to come out. The moment he got up, he had secretly hidden the sharp blade he pulled out by his side. Yin Su asked that it was his, life and death could not leave his grasp, if she insisted on leaving, then she could only choose to bring back a corpse.

His arm was raised slightly, and before the blade could be sacrificed, a full rosary roared and slammed into the back of his neck. The power of the bead was so great that Zhang Shaoqing only had time to hear a dull sound of his bones hitting his bones before he fell to the ground groggily.

After a loud noise, it was as if he had fallen into a very familiar dream. In the lush peach blossom forest, the sweet and playful Yin Suwen was looking at him with a smile in his eyes.

"Su Su, you must hate me so much, right?"

Zhang Shaoqing's last-ditch murder was not unexpected. Yin Suwen originally knew how he was a cold-blooded murderer. Helplessly smiling bitterly, she bent down to pick up the golden knife that fell to the ground at the same time, she took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped away the little blood stains on the blade, her eyes lingered on the delicate blade, and she was reluctant to meet again after a long absence.

Xin Che hesitated slightly, but still approached his side in a few steps.

"Are you okay?"

"Not good."

Yin Suwen was unexpectedly regained her memory after being killed, and she didn't expect it, and she didn't expect Zhang Shaoqing to directly break her mind about herself. He didn't know what he was going to do to comfort her at this time.

For Xin Che, today's Yin Suwen is a lost and regained; For Yin Suwen, today's self is a gain and a loss. As for what was lost. But she couldn't say any more.

She deliberately said "not good". It seems that she is still in the valley and is coquettish to her brother Che in her heart. Seeing that Xinche's face was stunned, she forced her smile again.

"Fortunately, Master doesn't have to take it to heart. Now that you are sober, life always has to pass. Nothing good or bad. ”

"My Buddha is compassionate. It is also the will of God that Miss Yin will not die. After that, there will be endless blessings. Think no more. ”

"Yes, it's not easy to be reborn, you have to live well. You said. Isn't it? ”

Her voice was smiling, but she didn't dare to look up at him. This sentence was said by Xinche when they first separated, and Yin Suwen always remembered it. It is not easy to be reborn, and she has tried her best to live well, at least not to live up to her heart's entrustment. Now, she can say the same sentence, but she can't guarantee whether she can continue to hold on. The piles and piles of life in the valley, too many sweet and happy are all lying in the heart, but at this moment, I can't mention another word. Because, every rejection Xinche had, she remembered more clearly than anything.

"This time you will inevitably have a bloody storm when you return home, and you must learn to protect yourself. If there's anything you can't solve and need my help??????。 ”

"No need. I will go back to Yin's house directly, he is my father after all, but it is just a punishment, and it will not get in the way. ”

Xin Che was still worried, so he said that he was still willing to help if there was a need, but Yin Suwen refused without hesitation. He saw the original Yin Suwen again, stubborn like a trembling hedgehog, which made people feel distressed and helpless.

"Susu, you don't want this."

As soon as he said "Susu", Yin Suwen's tears surged out uncontrollably, crackling and dripping on the golden scimitar in his hand, splashing little by little tears. She finally raised her head, crying red-eyed, aggrieved and sad.

"Brother Xinche, you can't love me anymore, can you?"

A string of muffled thunder sounded in the distant sky, as if it was about to rain, the sun hid its light, and the shadows of the leaves swayed with the wind, casting a mottled shadow under Yin Suwen's eyelids. Xin Che looked at her with a complicated expression, looked at her eyebrows, looked at her tears, and finally sighed helplessly, took out his towel and wiped the tears and ashes on her face little by little.

"No matter when, a Buddha name is already on both sides of the strait. I can only love you for a while, but I can't love you for a lifetime, I have to take my responsibility, and that kind of love is a sin, and neither you nor I can afford it. ”

He spoke softly and gently, just as he had taken care of her in the valley days. He was devoted to the Buddha but was not cold-blooded and ruthless, and he said the last sentence of "you and my ??????", but he couldn't bear it anymore.

Yin Suwen was obviously in tears, but seeing him so sad that he forced himself to squeeze out a little smile, shaking his arm and receiving the second half of the sentence.

"Don't worry, I know. You and I can think of this as a dream, and since it is a dream, there will always be a time to wake up. Wake up, you are still Master Xinche of Yunju Temple, and I am still Miss Yin of Shangyuan Mansion, okay? ”

Her palms had a constant temperature, scorching hot against her heart-clear arms. She almost used all her strength to grab him, her fingerbones turned white, and she forcibly stopped her urge to run into her arms. It wasn't until Xinche replied "yes" in a deep voice that she let go of the familiar body temperature in her hand in an instant.

Xin Cheyan said that if she wanted, he would still give up the cave for her to live in temporarily, but Yin Suwen made up his mind to return to Yin's mansion. Seeing that she couldn't stay, Xinche simply agreed to send her home first. She only allowed him to go to the place where it was starting to be populated at the foot of the mountain, and refused to go to the lively place, and now, this is all she can do for him, to do everything she can to protect him, his life, death, health, reputation and status.

"What you promised me will be a good life."

"Rest assured, I am a man of my word."

She spoke lightly, deliberately quipping to make Xinche's heart lighter. After taking a few steps, he turned back and took out a delicately wrapped bag from his bosom.

"Well, I almost forgot. After all, it is a precious snow mushroom in the mountains, and it will be somewhat useful to take it back. ”

The treasure she got with her life must be delivered to him to be at ease. Xin Che smiled sadly and took the medicinal herbs, but he couldn't squeeze out the word "thanks". It's not hard to be thankful, he just doesn't know whether he should thank or apologize.

She was true to her word, but he was not. The most helpless thing in life is just hugging each other, which is amiable but not close. The vow that he had said that he would never be separated was casually spoken, and it was scattered into sand with the wind. The love is separated by mountains and seas, and the mountains and seas cannot be flattened. The buds are flying, and it is reincarnation, and where they came from they all went back after all. (To be continued......)

PS: The love is separated by mountains and seas, and the mountains and seas are not flat