Ten days have passed in the blink of an eye. []

In the past few days, thanks to Shen Nian'an, who often comes to Lin Nanxiaozhu to talk to Qing Zhan, Qing Zhan's mood is also much brighter.

She also gradually understood in her heart that Yi Lin's departure was a matter of time, so it was better to be 'excited' in her heart, and only hoped that he could still live well in a place where she couldn't see.

Early that morning, the oriole bird outside the window had just jumped to the treetops and called twice, and Qingzhan got up to 'bed'.

She sat in front of the mirror and carefully combed her hair in a 'fine' bun.

The young girl's hair no longer knows when it has grown, it is longer than waist-length, and from a distance it looks like an ink-colored waterfall hanging on the top of the mountain.

Qing Zhan used a wooden comb to straighten out her hair one by one, and then pulled her hair up with a hairpin made of glass and inlaid with blue 'color' agate.

This unfathomable dark blue 'color' accompanied Qing Zhan's face to look particularly quiet, and her dark 'color' eyes shone like the deep sea.

Later, Qing Zhan added a light makeup to herself, and changed into a floor-length skirt that she didn't wear much on weekdays.

On weekdays, Qingzhan doesn't dress up much, but she already looks moving enough, and now she can't take her eyes off.

She started slowly, her soft skirt fluttering on the ground, and between her gestures, there was a kind of luxury and beauty.

Qing Zhan gently pushed open the 'door' of the room, and Tang Songluo was already waiting for her outside the 'door'.

Today's Tang Song Luo looks no different from the past. If anything, it seems to be a little tired, as if you haven't slept well all night.

When he saw Qing Zhan open the 'door' and come out, his eyes couldn't help but light up.

"Such a good interest today?" Tang Songluo laughed lightly, he knew Qing Zhan's habits, if she wasn't in a good mood, she didn't like to dress up.

But Qing Zhan shook her head, and she said with a smile: "I promised Xiao An to go to the fairy 'girl' hall beautifully." ”

"You don't need to dress up to be pretty. Tang Songluo stepped forward and stretched out his hand to Qing Zhan.

Qing Zhan raised his hand and covered his hand over Tang Song Luo's hand.

She walked slowly towards him, and then smiled playfully.

"I could be prettier. Qing Zhan said this, and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

But Tang Songluo sorted out the tassels that were 'messy' and 'messy' because of her laughter, and then replied with a smile: "You are always beautiful." ”

The two of them looked at each other, and the warmth did not need to be repeated.

After a while, Qing Zhan's face turned red, she gently pushed Tang Songluo, and then whispered, "Don't rub it in, let's go quickly." ”

So the two of them laughed and went to the fairy hall together.

When they went to the fairy 'girl' hall, Shen Yanru was already waiting for them outside.

Today's fairy 'girl' hall looks no different from the past, and many people come to visit Shen Jingshuang and heal their illnesses here.

Qing Zhan looked at these people who came and went, and couldn't help but sigh.

Perhaps this is the charm of the healing power itself, which attracts people to believe, to be 'excited', and to strive to live a better life.

Sometimes Qing Zhan thinks that maybe these forces scattered around the world are having their own happiness, but she can't stop, she can't help but take them away.

Because if it doesn't, the world will be reduced to ashes.

So is it really worth giving up happiness in order to live?

In other words, can the future time gained by giving up the happiness of the present really bring more happiness to people?

Qing Zhan was a little puzzled, she frowned slightly, but it turned into a landscape painting under other people's eyes.

When Shen Yanru saw them coming, she greeted them with a smile and said, "Auntie is already waiting for you." ”

After not seeing Shen Yanru for a few days, Qingzhan felt that she seemed to have lost a lot of weight, and her complexion did not look as good as before. It's just that a pair of eyes are bright, brighter than before.

The little Shen Nian'an didn't know which horn he jumped out of. He jumped in front of Qing Zhan, circled around Qing Zhan several times, and then pulled the corner of Qing Zhan's clothes with a smile.

"Sister Ayan, you're here. Shen Nian'an pounced affectionately, rubbed and rubbed in Qingzhan's arms, and when Shen Yanru reached out and knocked on his head, he let go of his hand and said, "I'll take you to find your aunt." ”

So in Shen Yanru's gaze, several people followed behind Shen Nianan and went to find Shen Jingshuang.

The backyard of the fairy 'girl' hall is still very quiet.

Most of the patients were arranged in the front hall, and Shen Yanru was to deal with them. If she really couldn't help it, she led the patient to Shen Jingshuang.

Now Shen Jingshuang has completely become the shopkeeper who shakes her hands, she digs bamboo shoots in a bamboo forest, and her pink 'colored' clothes are dragged all over the ground.

Seeing them coming, Shen Jingshuang raised her eyebrows and smiled, her smile was hidden under the pink veil, which made people more and more 'want' to look at it.

Shen Jingshuang dropped the tools for digging bamboo shoots in her hand, she lifted the hem of her skirt and walked out, rubbed the mud on her feet on the ground, and then asked with a smile: "Are you here to pick me up?"

Qing Zhan smiled and nodded, she didn't speak, in fact, it was because Shen Nianan was here.

Although this child doesn't understand anything, he has a bright heart. She couldn't bear to hurt him, so she didn't want to mention in front of him where she wanted to take Shen Jingshuang.

Shen Jingshuang seemed to be the same, she tilted her head and smiled, quite playful as a young 'girl', and then stretched out her hand and pinched Shen Nian'an's little face, and said, "Xiao An, go and help my sister, my aunt is leaving." ”

Shen Nianan 'pumped' his nose, and it seemed that the game was sad. However, he never disobeyed Shen Jingshuang's wishes, so he reluctantly left.

Before leaving, he suddenly thought of something, stretched out his little thumb and shook it at Qing Zhan, and then shouted with a smile: "Sister Ah Zhan, don't forget!"

Qing Zhan looked at the smile on his face, and then stretched out his little thumb and shook it at him, and then smiled: "Of course I won't forget it." ”

So Shen Nianan happily jumped and left.

After Shen Nian'an left, the surroundings changed to a calm atmosphere. Qingzhan looked at Shen Jingshuang, and then asked her, "Do you still need to change your clothes?"

At this time, Shen Jingshuang's clothes still had some fresh soil on them, and his arms were also stained with yellow-brown 'color'. But she didn't care at all, just wiped her hands on the hem of her clothes, and said, "No, let's go." ”

At this time, Shen Jingshuang didn't look like he usually pretended to be high-end and high-grade, and he was as if he was a naughty young 'girl'.

Several people left through the back 'door' of the fairy hall, avoiding the patients in the front hall.

And after Shen Jingshuang stepped out of the fairy 'girl' hall, she looked back, and then said something that Qing Zhan didn't expect.

"This is the first time in six years that I have stepped out of the realm of the fairy 'girl' hall. There seemed to be some bitterness and ridicule in Shen Jingshuang's voice, and her gaze left Qing Zhan's sight in an instant, making it impossible to figure out her emotions.

And Qing Zhan couldn't help but look back, what would it be like for a 'girl' to stay in a quiet house in her best years?

It's a chilling feeling.

Outside the back 'door' of the fairy 'girl' hall, there was already a carriage prepared by Tang Song Luo. It was none other than Tang Qiong who was driving.

Their luggage is also in the car.

The car carried a few people and quietly left Shenjia Village.

When the plaque of Shenjia Village was getting farther and farther away from Qing Zhan's sight, Qing Zhan did not come and felt a palpitation.

Suddenly the sound of astrology rang in her ears.

The gentle voice chattered and cursed in Qingzhan's ear: "You will have a calamity. ”