On that day, I committed suicide by cutting my wrists, leaving my eyes to my brother, and then I felt that my body seemed to float up to the clouds, soft and comfortable, and a moment later, I appeared in the sky above the prince's mansion, and a powerful attraction dragged me into the body of a newborn baby girl, and then I was wrapped in warm swaddling clothes, and fell into a deep sleep, and when I woke up, the dust settled, and I became Beixue Lingyi.

There was no surprise, no hesitation, no fear, I was calm like a real newborn baby, only the memories of my previous life with my brother replaying over and over again in my mind. This kind of life flies quickly, so many memories are chewed on by me, and I don't feel bored, and every time I think of a new detail, I can recall it for a long, long time.

One year, two years, three years... After a long time, I forgot how to cry, how to laugh, how to talk.

Let that gentle and graceful lady repeat the word "mother" over and over again in front of me. How did the kind and kind middle-aged man hold me in the palm of his hand for fear of falling, and he was afraid of melting in his mouth, and still ignored me as he did his own thing.

It's been five years, and the middle-aged couple has found a lot of doctors to see me, and those people have come and gone, and I still have no response as always.

I really want to open my mouth to tell the parents, don't worry about me anymore, with these times, it is more reliable to have another child, but every time I want to speak, I can't speak.

I spent most of the day immersed in the memories of my previous life, and occasionally I would quietly look at the world I was in now, and I learned many things about this space intermittently as I listened to the girls around me chatting.

It was my fifth birthday.

I sat quietly on the recliner, staring at the pear tree above my head that was already budding, and my mind went back to the years when my parents had not been in a car accident in the previous life, and there was such a big pear tree in our big yard, and every spring, our family would always set up a bamboo table under the white pear blossom tree, drink Darjeeling black tea, eat ancestor cake, and chat happily.

"Dress..."

A loving voice sounded softly above my head, interrupting my musings.

My titular father, who was a military general, often listened to him reprimand his soldiers with harsh words, and every time he spoke to me, he knew that I would not respond, but he was always gentle and drizzling, for fear of frightening me.

"This is my father's friends Master Qingxuan and Uncle Su, who came to see you today." He touched the top of my head dotingly, tucked the thin blanket covering me carefully, and then turned around and let an old monk in a bright yellow monk's robe and a thin scholar in white with a jade bone fan behind him in front of me, and introduced me to the two with a proud face, "This is my little daughter Ling Shang, how about it, beautiful!" Haha..."

"Sure enough, she is a delicate doll, and she will be a beautiful woman who will fall into the country and the city when she grows up." The thin scholar came up to me, the fan in his hand tapped lightly on his palm, and looked at me thoughtfully, with some small calculations in his eyes that could not be concealed, "How about giving my son this little doll of yours as a daughter-in-law!" ”

I rolled my eyes silently in my heart, and I didn't see that I was an idiot, an idiot... This little idiot that everyone in Mocheng knows and everyone knows, what are you going to do with your son marrying back, raising it as a sculpture?

"Don't let you fight ghosts, she's my baby, don't want to get involved with that stinky boy of yours."

The father pushed the thin scholar aside with a wary look, and stared at the scholar with wide eyes as if guarding against a thief who wanted to steal his treasure.

"Amitopho, can you let the old man see Ling Ai."

The old monk with a peaceful and quiet face folded his hands and bowed to his father, and his father immediately became solemn, and respectfully returned the salute, then he stepped aside, gave up the position in front of me, and looked at Master Qingxuan with an expectant look, and the appearance of the thin scholar who had just stared angrily was like two people, and the scholar did not think it was angry, Shi Shiran stood next to him and gently shook the jade bone fan in his hand, and looked at everything in front of him leisurely.

Master Qingxuan walked in front of me, Qing Ning's peaceful eyes met my eyes, at first I could ignore that gaze, but after a while, my heart had some waves for the first time since I came here, Master Qingxuan's eyes were like mirrors, as if he had seen through everything about me at once.

"Love parting, resentment will be, leaving the West and returning, nothing is like that. It's just empty eyes, an illusion. Since you're here, why don't you forget to get rid of the past and start over. ”

Unreal, how could it be? Everything in that life is clearly imprinted in my mind, my brother gently hugged me and embraced me, how could it be illusory, how could this old monk understand what I experienced in my last life, who wouldn't say these specious empty words? I looked at the clear eyes in front of me, and realized that I had not been overwhelmed by memories for a long time since just now, and I was a little anxious for a while.

"There are eight sufferings in life: birth, old age, sickness, death, love and separation, resentment for a long time, can't ask for it, and can't let go. Now that you have tasted it all, how can you live a good life according to your own heart in this life? Don't you know that attachment is the cause of suffering, and that only by letting go of attachment can you be at ease? ”

"Master, you..."

"Amitabha."

Thin scholar "Smack!" He closed the folding fan in his hand with a bang, and looked at Master Qingxuan and then at me with shocked eyes. The master's eyes were clear, he closed his eyes and folded his hands and recited a Buddha name, and then he opened his eyes, and his faint gaze fell on his father, and the words were said to my father, but I always felt as if he was saying it to me.

"Let love be wise and foolish, one day it will break through everything, and it will become a great weapon at that time, you must not worry too much, let her think about it herself, and she will always get rid of her demons."

"Thank you, Master, for the point."

My father looked at me happily, bowed respectfully to Master Qingxuan, and then walked up to me and touched the top of my hair lovingly, then turned around and led Master Qingxuan and the thin scholar to leave along the way they came.

Just as I was about to reach the door, I saw the thin scholar look back at me deeply, his eyes thoughtful...