Chapter 295: Falling Flowers

Xiao Lin hugged her knees and hung her head deep between her thighs, because she was pointed at the acupoint, she couldn't move, and she looked cold and pitiful.

At this moment, she said with rain: "Su Weiyun, you ...... Come over and hug me, okay? โ€

Su Weiyun was stunned and said, "This ...... Are you really cold? โ€

There is indeed no extra quilt in the wooden house, the original people who lived here were all masters of internal strength, and the internal force usually runs on the week, so naturally it is not afraid of the cold, and it does not need a thick quilt.

Xiao Lin said again: "I'm afraid of the cold...... And I'm afraid I'll not be able to hold on this time, and I won't be able to resist that temptation. โ€

Su Weiyun felt that Xiao Lin was a little strange today, but she still walked over and gently stroked her back with both hands.

"Don't be afraid, it's all going to pass soon. Grass addiction doesn't haunt a person forever, as long as you have faith and determination! โ€

Xiao Lin let out a low "um".

"You...... Can you unlock my acupuncture hole? I can't run away anyway. โ€

Su Weiyun naturally couldn't help but meet this requirement. When a person is in pain, if he can't move at all, he can't do anything, which only increases his suffering.

Wow, wow.

The acupuncture has been unraveled.

Xiao Lin let go of the arms that wrapped around her knees, raised her hands, and slowly hooked Su Weiyun's neck.

"You ......"

Su Weiyun was about to speak, but Xiao Lin put her chin on his shoulder softly.

He could already feel Xiao Lin's slightly hot breathing in his ears.

"Su Weiyun, I have a hunch that this should be my last grass addiction."

Xiao Lin spoke close to Su Weiyun's earlobe, her face flushed, and she didn't know it.

Su Weiyun replied a little reluctantly: "That's good, this is a great thing." โ€

Xiao Lin said faintly: "But this time my feelings seem to be stronger, more unbearable, and I'm so cold." โ€

Su Weiyun said strangely: "How can this be? It stands to reason that addiction should be getting lighter and lighter. โ€

Xiao Lin said: "I'm really afraid that I won't be able to survive this time, I'm afraid I'll die of cold!" โ€

Su Weiyun said: "No, and I'm here." โ€

Xiao Lin suddenly let go of her arm, stood up, and said, "Yes, fortunately, you are still here." โ€

She actually shook her body slightly, stretched her arms, and the white futon immediately slipped down her body.

Snow-like skin that is whiter than the futon is revealed.

Her body hiding in the quilt was naked, without a thread.

"Xiao Lin, cover it quickly! lest you ......"

Xiao Lin interrupted Su Weiyun's words, trembling slightly, her skin suddenly flushed, and she said, "I'm in pain, but I thought of a very good way to relieve the pain." โ€

Su Weiyun felt uneasy and asked, "What method?" โ€

Little Lynch smiled and said softly, "You must know, you must know." And only you can do this with me. โ€

At this time, it was impossible for Su Weiyun not to understand what she was talking about.

It's just that he never thought that he would use this kind of joy to distract her from the pain brought by "grass addiction".

"No, I'm not taking advantage of others......

Xiao Lin said: "But if I don't do it again, I will probably be tormented by the pain of grass addiction and go crazy." โ€

"Please, for the sake of our acquaintance, help me once, okay?"

Xiao Lin used a pleading tone again, and she knelt down again. Her knees were a little red from her knees, just like her beautiful face.

Unlike before, this time she knelt on the bed, kneeling under Su Weiyun.

"I ......"

Before Su Weiyun could speak, his mouth had been bitten by another fiery lip and tooth, and his tongue was like a carp, lingering endlessly.

The two of them collapsed at the head of the bed together.

The door to the hut closed suddenly.

The cold wind howled at the door of the house, raging endlessly.

The top of the mountain is silent, the falling flowers are flying into the air, and there is no one.

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September twenty-seven, cloudy.

Xiao Lin is really good, and the poison in her is not deep.

She hadn't had another grass addiction for at least three days.

As long as she can always remember the torture that hemp grass has caused her, and never touch this poisonous weed again, she will be free.

"Am I free from now on?"

I don't know if it's because of what happened that night, Xiao Lin's eyes when she looked at Su Weiyun were always a little awkward.

It's as if it's autumn when the solar term comes, but the spring flowers are still in full bloom.

Xiao Lin muttered to herself, "Am I really free?" โ€

Su Weiyun smiled: "Of course you are really free, haven't you felt it yet?" โ€

Xiao Lin said: "But freedom also has a price, if a person wants to be free, he always has to lose something." โ€

Su Weiyun said solemnly: "You must remember that you have nothing to lose. It's not that you've lost the crazy pleasure of eating grass, it's just that you haven't eaten that addictive honey poison anymore. โ€

Xiao Lin looked at Su Weiyun, her expression was extremely complicated, and finally said, "Actually...... Actually, that's not what I'm talking about. โ€

Su Weiyun was stunned, as if she understood something, and went back to the house.

The next day, early in the morning.

When Su Weiyun came to help Xiao Lin deliver food, she found that her house was empty and the people had left.

Only a letter was left at the head of the bed.

โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”

Su Weiyun, forgive me for saying goodbye.

I once showed favor to you on the Hungry Tiger Gang, but I lied to you at that time, I just wanted to borrow your hand to deceive the "Peacock Feather".

I've lied to you more than once.

Just a few days ago in the evening, I actually lied to you. I'm out of the grass addiction, but I still want to continue to enjoy the feeling of being cared for.

That feels so good.

Maybe you're right, freedom comes at a price.

Please forgive me for my deception.

You're a good guy. Good bye.

Xiao Rinliu.

โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”

After reading this letter, Su Weiyun's expression changed several times.

In the end, his palm shook, and his internal strength swallowed, shaking the white paper with Juanxiu's small characters into several pieces, and throwing it down the mountain.

Su Weiyun stood on the top of the mountain, looking out at the vast wilderness, and the wind stirred his clothes.

The distant mountains are vast, and the beauties are gone.

Fallen flowers withered. Independent.

At this time, an indescribable taste came to his heart, which lasted for a long time, which included both loneliness and loneliness, but also natural and real meaning.

Wow!

A gust of wind rises, flowers fly and fall, and in a moment they dance out of the eternity of the mountaintop.

The white clouds are long, rising and falling. Flowers bloom and the wind stops, which is one of the most common things in the world.

People don't know eternity, but they sink into all kinds of addictions, and they don't hesitate to pay for their lives in exchange for the pleasure of that moment.

In the eyes of the heavens, will it feel how lamentable, how pathetic?

Su Weiyun seemed to have seized some inspiration, but it was as if she didn't understand anything.

"Whew."

Su Weiyun's body flowed with internal breath, and he let out a long breath of turbidity, and sighed: "It seems that it is not easy to break through the method of withering glory. But the good thing is that I've gone one step further. โ€

In his meridians, the internal force is full, but the internal force that died before is much more alive, and it is much closer to the completion of the divine achievement.

Su Weiyun tasted it and was about to turn around, but saw two people walking side by side under the mountain.

One of them was Liu Changjie, who had gone and returned, and his feet were like the wind, and he walked extremely fast, and he flew up to the top of the mountain from far and near.

The other person looks ordinary and ordinary, but he can keep up with Liu Changjie's footwork.