292. Open the Master's Diary [2]

"The royal capital was cold in 1728.

Tonight, I sent him into samsara.

It was as if there was an empty piece in my heart.

Everything seemed to lose its meaning in an instant.

I and Wan Ghost were born in chaos, turning a trace of righteousness between heaven and earth, and as a ghost master, we were born to restrain each other. He was born to know his mission: to protect people and ghosts, and to keep the yin and yang stable.

When chasing greedy ghosts, I strayed into the red maple forest, and when I first met Su Qingyuan, I looked back and saw the bottom of my heart.

At that time, I had a bad feeling.

I haven't felt like this for tens of thousands of years.

The desire for him is growing more and more crazy, and the separation has already broken his liver and intestines.

Now that he is sent to fall into the reincarnation of the world like a yin and yang gate, he may never be able to see each other.

It was a thousand times more painful than the wound that thundered on his body, and he was almost numb with pain.

——Write down, white and persistent. ”

……

"The royal capital of 1729 Ghost Day.

Since he exhausted his spiritual power, he has become more and more like a mortal.

If you can, I am willing to exchange my endless life for the boy to look back three times and accompany him for the rest of my life.

Extremely ironic.

Now that I am away from him, I am so lonely.

——Write down, white and persistent. ”

……

December 7, 1946 A.D.

I would like to be the gentle one that Xiaoyuan likes, and wait for him to return.

——Write down, white and persistent. ”

……

January 1, 1999 A.D.

Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, and I still have a glimmer of hope in my heart.

I think that if time flies for thousands of years, I will definitely find him.

——Write down, white and persistent. ”

……

August 6, 1999 A.D.

Today, I went to Jizhou again, and now I have changed my name.

The red maple forest is still reserved for him.

Feeling the maple leaves crossing my fingertips, the fragrance of the maple in the forest seemed to relieve the urgent restlessness and uneasiness in my heart.

A few years ago, there was also a young man who smiled like a bright moon, and behind him were thousands of red leaves, like a spark burning the plain.

The maple leaves fell like fire all over the long steps, surrounded by a huge fire curtain, and the young man's slightly dumb sentence "Master ......" smiled amazingly, which amazed the time.

I admit, it was a mess.

For a teenager.

The red maple seems to have been seen from afar, deeply imprinted in my heart, and disappeared in thousands of thoughts.

Now there is no way to write, I am afraid that there is only this memory, and there is no way to start.

I'm the only one who comes, and the other who goes.

It's not so important anymore to have fun or not.

After all, he has been waiting for him for nearly a thousand years, but it seems that he was separated last night.

It seems that he is right in front of him, telling those flesh-and-blood interesting things about the world.

Back then, I only listened to the young man's words word by word, but I never thought that I remembered it so deeply.

In retrospect, this unsightly net was only trapped by myself.

A thousand years at a glance.

——Write down, white and persistent. ”

……

April 24, 2019 A.D.

Is it my delusion, I feel that Xiaoyuan is beside me, and I actually have his feelings.

I seem to be crazy.

It seems to be the young man named Hua Yin.

Thousands of expectations, I'm afraid that in the end it will be just a fantasy for me, and it will come to naught.

Then life is better than death.

——Write down, white and persistent. ”

May 1, 2019 A.D.

It's really him.

I was so excited that I almost exposed myself in front of him.

The dampness in the eye sockets is difficult to contain.

In the classroom, his arms were covered in blood, and my heart hurt again.

He said he didn't have to go to the hospital, and I wanted to whip him.

But it's just a matter of thinking.

At that time, the whip was really in my hand, and I was reluctant to touch him.

I didn't dare to scold, and I was afraid that he would hurt when I took the medicine.

——Write down, white and persistent. ”