"Yes."

Qin Jiu also retracted his gaze, put his hands behind his head and lay down on the grass.

That was when she first went up the mountain.

Grandpa went into the hall to talk to the old fairy, and she waited for it outside.

Hearing a sound in the pool, she went over to check and saw a small bird struggling in the water.

She stared at it for a long time, but she didn't save it.

An old fairy in a robe came to the back, jumped into the pool and rescued it, holding the bird and asking her why she didn't save it.

"How do I know if it wants to die?" Qin Jiu said at that time.

"If you don't save it, how do you know it doesn't want to live?"

"Why should I save it?" Qin Jiu asked.

"Because I'm going to be your master, I'll teach you many, many fun things, but ...... I have a request, and that is that you do one good deed every day. The good deed you are going to do today is to take care of it. ”

The white-haired old fairy bent down and placed the snow-white bird in her palm.

That little bird was a snowball, and even the old fairy didn't know where it came from.

That guy could eat, sleep, and talk, and then became her pet and accompanied her for so many years.

As he spoke, Qin Jiu suddenly sat up, his little face full of seriousness: "I understand." ”

Shen Zhifei also sat up: "What do you understand?"

"Why did the old fairy ask me to 'do a good deed every day'." Qin Jiu replied.

At that time, she was extremely smart, but she was a completely cold-blooded little girl, with no empathy, let alone empathy.

The old fairy didn't particularly force her to be, but just set a rule for her.

In any case, do a good deed every day.

At first, it was just because she promised her master, so she kept sticking to it, and then it slowly became a habit.

It was only now that she understood the true meaning of the old fairy letting her do good deeds every day.

If it weren't for the good deeds of the day, she would not have become good friends with Jiangbei and Weilai.

If it weren't for the good deeds of a day, she would not have saved Jian Yao and met friends like He Qi, Tang Sen and Zhou Li.

……

It is precisely because she has always abided by this rule and has these fetters that she has not become a truly cold-blooded person.

Without this requirement, she just blindly does what she wants, not knowing what will become of her.

Or, she will become another Ivan.

No!

She may be more terrifying than Ivan, because her strength is far more powerful than Ivan.

"If I hadn't met the old immortals, if I hadn't met you, I might have turned into a bad person."

"Impossible!" Shen Zhifei smiled and helped her remove a piece of grass from her hair, "You won't be a bad person." ”

"Why?"

"Because I know that no matter what you become......" Shen Zhifei stretched out his finger and tapped it on her heart, "There is a kind and innocent little girl here!" ”

Whether it was Qin Ke who took the initiative to help him when they met for the first time, or Qin Jiu who took the initiative to rescue the poisoned little girl at the airport, in fact, she has never changed.

In her bones, she has always been the little girl who wants an island for birds to live and wants to be a doctor to save people, but she has just lost her way.

Otherwise, where would she obediently do a good deed every day because of the words of the old immortal, and persist for so many years?

Qin Jiu nodded as if he didn't understand, and looked sideways at Hai Ou on the cliff again.

"No, in fact, I don't understand, sometimes they fly out more than ten kilometers, or even farther, how do they remember the way home?"

Shen Zhifei took off his coat and draped it on her, hugging her shoulders and back, blocking some of the strong sea breeze on the cliff.

Scientists also have no particular explanation for the homing of birds.

Some believe that it is instinctive, while others believe that it is the effect of the earth's magnetic field......

Hugging the girl's thin shoulders, Shen Zhifei smiled: "Maybe they just want to go home, after all, there are family, partners, and ...... at home A nest sheltered from the wind and rain. ”

The nest is the fetters of birds, just as love is the fetters of man.

No matter how far the birds fly, they always find their home.

Those who are thinking about each other also have an invisible thread that connects them to meet or rediscover each other in a certain moment.