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Xue Huai's afterglow fell on the hand that was on his shoulder, and he replied softly: "Hmm." ”

Yue Tang raised his eyebrows: "Yo, why isn't it 'like wind and water, no return'?" She leaned close to him, her breath lapping on his face, "Idealism?" ”

Xue Huai looked at her: "The general checked my identity, shouldn't I stay away?" ”

Yue Tang didn't deny it, smiled and picked up a handful of snow, rubbed it in his hand, and said, "The master still doesn't understand me." I've always liked to lean on dangerous things, because 'wealth is in danger'. ”

Xue Huai looked at Yue Tang, she looked pretended to be proud and powerful, and pretended to be bent on seeking wealth and dignity regardless of whether she was drumming or not, and her appearance was obviously too skillful, so that it looked very natural and credible on her face, without any flaws.

But Xue Huai's intuition was that these were all disguises.

She treats him as a friend, so she won't stay away.

Yue Tang saw Xue Huai smiling, as if he knew what he was thinking, and added: "So many people want to hold the master, it seems that whoever has the master in hand can come out on top in this chaos, I am so familiar with the master, naturally I can't fall behind." Master, instead of being controlled by others, it is better to be caught by me, right? ”

The mist in Xue Huai's eyes had dissipated, and he was clear at this time, and said with a slight smile: "Okay." ”

"You're very different today...... Yue Tang suddenly raised his hand to touch the top of Xuehuai's head, and then ran away with a few steps of laughter, smiling even more heartily, "Master, you have hair!" ”

Xue Huai only felt a chill on the top of his head, it should be Yue Tang who put a ball of snow on top of his head.

It was cold, but he didn't move.

Because everything in front of him is too dazzling.

Under the vast moonlight, between the blanket of silver, a light-colored shadow flickered gently. reminded him of the windy spring day, the scenery of the begonia petals in front of the residence scattered, and for a while it seemed that the surroundings were full of warmth, and even the coolness above his head had the illusion of infiltrating his heart and spleen.

The moonlight sprinkled by her laughter, and the light breeze that danced from her, shone on him and swirled around him.

He had never drunk before, but he was feeling a little drunk.

This refreshing and mind-staining drunkenness should be drunkenness.

The shadow of the moon and the wind flashed in front of him, touched the top of his head and took down the snow, and put it in the palm of his hand to show him: "You should take it down and take a look, how about it, my craftsmanship is good, right?" Like you? ”

Yue Tang is a snowman in the palm of his hand, although it is just a simple patchwork of two balls of snow, but he draws the style of a monk's robe on his body, and he looks like a monk, but this monk has a bun that is often combed by teenagers on the top of his head, and he looks lively and cute.

Xue Huai smiled, but replied seriously: "It is indeed a little similar to when I was there." The general's clever hand can pinch out the way I used to be. ”

Yue Tang laughed, put the snowman in Xue Huai's hand, and ran a few steps away, pretending to be frivolous: "Maybe I miss the master too much, I dreamed of it." With a smile, the military boots clicked on the snow a few times, and the snowflakes splashed gently.

Xue Huai held the snowman in one hand, and the fingers of the other hand gently stroked the top of the snowman's head, remembering the second half of the master's last words conveyed by Du Fang-

"If you don't have what you have, you don't have the right not to care. When you meet people or things that haunt you, you will know that no gods, Buddhas, or profound Dharmas will work. ”

He sighed lightly, got up and walked towards Yue Tang, meeting her slightly strange gaze.

"On the one hand, the teacher wants to persuade you not to care about anything, and on the other hand, he wants to tell you that if you ignore it, it is very likely that you will fall into hell forever with everyone and everything."

"Being a teacher is always in such a dilemma, and he can't change it when he dies - Xue Huai, I'm really sorry."

Master's last words echoed in his ears, and Xue Huai secretly mocked himself as if he had also heard these hesitations, so he walked up to Yue Tang, and his words did not come out of his mouth, but just asked, "You have something sad, what is it?" ”

Yue Tang pursed his lips, sneered casually, and said, "My most trusted subordinate betrayed me. ”

Xue Huai: "Hong Ding? ”