Sunny to cloudy, the weather is cool, suitable for traveling.

Oriental geese make their own weather forecasts, bored, and pass the time?

Today, the southeast and northwest winds are blowing wildly, which is particularly suitable for the wind and upskirt to enjoy the spring?

In February, April and August, there are people with tulle satin skirts, and small capes for winter skirts, what is the reason for this? Coquettish to the point that you don't make sense!

She sang and groaned, if Situ Lie listened to it, his nose would be crooked?

Who do you want to get scolding, hating iron and steel, gritting teeth?

This is not my Manjushri disciple! I don't know her! It's true!

Looking at this weather at this time, it is very pleasant?

People can't help but think of the crisp autumn weather, think of fishing game? Thinking of this time last year, he and Meng Xuan were still hunting rabbits in the mountains and being savages? That was to find medicine for her, ran all over the mountains and mountains, and even involved that group of sons and brothers to follow, but they were chanting poems along the way, eating game and running faster than anyone else?

Where is it like a group of boys?! It's all bandits! Brigand!!

She thought wildly, yes, at this time, she missed Fu Qingsong and He Jia these old faces......

How long has it been since we met?

"Hey, Yan'er, what do you want?"

Her sister-in-law is unwilling to be lonely, and it is not enough to pull Liu Qingqing's family to be short, so she has to disturb her, a literary young man who just wants to be a quiet strange woman? !

Since beating Liu Qingqing, she deceived her back to the Meng family? I often come and go.

Although it hasn't been through the door yet? It's also a matter of time, at this time, it will already be treated as half of the Meng family?

Liu Qingqing laughed stupidly-

"Sister, it's a good marriage? I see that Lord Naluo has been pestering you tightly recently, see if there is any fate? ”

Some people are not willing to be lonely, "Hey, I'm here to ask for a marriage sign!" ”

Dongfang Yan was dumbfounded, looking at his little sister who loves to join in the fun-

Dongfang Han ran to the Meng family if he had nothing to do, and he was more diligent than her? Well, at this time, it can be regarded as half of the Meng family, is it because today's sisters-in-law are invited to worship the Buddha in groups, and they brought this noisy Nizi with them?

She was speechless and looked at the sky.

"Han'er, what are you doing with the fun, how old are you to ask for a marriage sign? Whose son-in-law do you fall in love with? ”

She was laughing, who knew that this girl really blushed? Quite arrogant Dao -

"Hmph, I won't tell you!"

Dongfang Yan was stupid and stupid, looking at his little sister who was just twelve years old, she really looked like she was just in love? I can't help it......

"Ah...... This ancient woman was really precocious, wasn't she? ”

"Ah, sister, what are you talking about?"

She sneered......

"Nothing, nothing......"

In fact, it is not precocious, the various ideas here, or the various concepts of Rongjin, are exceptionally close to modernity? It is common for men and women to talk about marriage and marry in the year of the weak crown, and it is equivalent to about 20 years old in modern times?

Dongfang Yan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, fortunately, it wasn't the era when she had to be sent to the pile at what age, otherwise she was a modern person who fully accepted the baptism of modern concepts? I'm afraid I still can't accept that kind of concept.

However......

Remembering the engagement?

I couldn't help but feel a little melancholy......

Some people said that they watched Sima Xuan ask Dongfang Fei to talk, and they thought that they were happy with each other?

So what is she?

Every time she thought of this, she couldn't help but feel a little throbbing in her heart, and she seemed to be so close to him that she thought it was a dream in a trance?

I've known each other for ten years, that's the most intimate distance, but that dream is always a dream, and when I came back, everything changed back to the past? Or even further ago.

At least......

After getting acquainted, he rarely called her 'Miss Dongfang', but recently he even changed the title of her name, is he afraid that Dongfang Fei will misunderstand?

"Sister...... Sister? ”

Dongfang Han looked at Dongfang Yan's expression, a little puzzled, shook her violently, and chirped.

"Sister, what are you doing?! Not feeling well? ”

She shook her head, didn't hear the question clearly, and spoke in amazement.

"Huh? What the? ”

Dongfang looked at her with a complaint, pursed his lips, and was slightly worried-

"Sister, you can't give up when you come back from Cannan, every time I call you, you're in a trance, what's the matter? When you go out on a long trip, who loses your heart when you meet someone, isn't it? ”

Her face turned pale!

Heartless? How can it be? To whom? A cold-hearted and cold-blooded person like her would also lose her heart?

She patted her face, annoyed! Dongfang Yan, haven't you woken up yet?!

It is not difficult to see that her face is not good through the faint rouge, Dongfang Han is a little worried, but she is always delicate?

"Sister, why have you been painting rouge lately? I remember what you didn't like before. ”

She smiled bitterly, looked at the hand that was as pale as snow, and secretly annoyed that this body was too sick, not afraid that the acquaintances of the Meng family and Luo Xinghe would ask her why her face was so bad, why did she wear rouge every day?

Fidgety, she hates makeup the most!

She's lazy!

"If you like to draw, you can draw."

She didn't take it seriously, her face was as usual, and she replied lightly.

In fact, she didn't paint heavily, she put a little blush, and moisturized her lips with light pink, she didn't dare to cover it up with too strong colors?

Too strong makeup, it is easier to see a haggard and empty look in comparison? Make matters worse by attempting a coverup.

She just uses some rouge every time to moisten her complexion.

can't help but admit that her makeup skills are superb, in fact, if Dongfang Han hadn't watched her with her own eyes and put rouge on it, where could she see a faint flush on her delicate skin?

It seems to be the luster of the skin, but where can you see the traces of rouge?

"But you don't like to dress up, it doesn't make sense."

This little sister seems to be a little more noisy today.

Dongfang Yan held his forehead, too lazy to explain.

"That's all I value about this face, okay?!"

Dongfang Han still looked puzzled, seeing that other people's powder was a thick layer, and a smile could fall down? Although she can't appreciate it, she always thinks that it is called beauty, looking at Dongfang Yan is more like covering up something, is it fresh or beautiful, but she always feels that her sister's purpose is different from those young ladies who show off their branches?

She doesn't understand.

My sister ordered rouge every day, and she saw that her face was like snow, for whom?

My sister is in a daze for most of the day every day, for whom?

Sometimes giggling is sad again, for whom?

Maybe she understands, there is someone in her heart? That's it.

"The sandalwood is faint and green, and the wishful man comes to his dream."

Someone thought in a low voice, but his hand trembled slightly because of excitement, and he clenched a ......

Buddha sign?

Dongfang Yan raised his eyebrows with a strange look, this Buddha sign ......

When was it so straightforward?

"Wow, sister, look, look!"

Liu Qingqing's face was excited, and her little face was faintly red.

She smiled and waved her hand.

"Okay, okay, my second sister-in-law...... What marriage has you decided? Be careful, I went back to add oil and vinegar to my second brother and muttered, but it changed its taste. ”

Liu Qingqing's face was red because of the second sister-in-law, who laughed and scolded?

"Wow, haven't passed the door yet!"

She teased and picked up the conversation.

"Oh? Someone digging into the foot of the wall? Who? Dare to dig into the corner of my Meng family? Don't talk about my second brother, I'm the first to say no! ”

Liu Qingqing was angry, I had never seen Dongfang Yan messing around like this, and snorted coquettishly, indicating that the other party didn't want to talk to you?!

Dongfang Yan smiled indifferently, looking at Luo Wantian and Dongfang Han burning incense and worshipping Buddha with a pious face, she smiled?

"Qingqing, are you interested in going to the backyard?"

She still seemed to be unable to extricate herself from the joy of the Buddha's sign, and she didn't hear it at all, Dongfang Yan held her forehead, seeing that these people had lovers and eventually became married, and she was a little sad when she was happy?

She doesn't understand.

Perhaps—

I'm pretending not to understand.

Step by step......

She thought helplessly?

I'll be back in a moment anyway, so I'll go by myself.

Along the way, pilgrims come and go, she suddenly lost interest and turned to leave?

"The donor stays."

She turned around, and someone was slightly chubby and smiling, like a laughing Maitreya.

She raised her eyebrows a little surprised, ouch old acquaintance? She can't leave when people leave her? She asked with a teasing smile -

"The master seems to be idle? I come and see it every time I come. ”

The master was not angry, and gave a salute.

"The donor laughed, and the Buddha said, this is fate."

She paused, remembering that half a year ago, she also accompanied Luo Wantian and met this monk and that cup of volley tea...... She suddenly misses something?

I don't want to think about it.

Taste that cup of volley tea, and meet Sima Xuan when you go out? Seems to be looking forward to a comeback?

She pretended she couldn't remember.

Just because ...... At this moment, see each other without words?

It's better not to see.

The dust didn't seem to see that she was preoccupied, and invited with a smile?

"Since the donor is here, it's fate, why don't you taste the volley tea of my temple again? Maybe something else? ”

She looked strange, but finally nodded.

Tea is like clear water, reflecting her empty eyes...... Suddenly come back to your senses? Looking at the fat monk in front of him, he always felt that this fate was really difficult to explain?

"Master Dust just to invite me to tea?"

Someone was blunt.

The monk smiles and smiles, always a kind smile, and does not distinguish emotions.

"The donor still remembers the name of the old man is really gratifying, there have been a lot of things in the past six months, the donor may wish to taste this tea again, can you taste something else?"

She took a sip, her eyes widening in astonishment.

"Monk, didn't you lie to me with a glass of boiled water last time?"

The fragrance of tea is dispersed in the mouth, the wisps of aftertaste are not dispersed, slightly sweet and astringent, long and long, and it is more mellow than the wine. !

The hand that pinched the Buddha beads paused, and then laughed.

"The donor is really straightforward, straightforward ......"

She raised an eyebrow and muttered.

"It turns out that monks can also be sarcastic? It's unusual. ”

Dusty didn't answer her or deny it? Low Buddha Whisper -

"The mood is born from the heart, and the rhyme of this tea tasting is the state of mind of the donor, which has changed compared with half a year ago?"

She didn't answer, and Dusty didn't care.

"The donor didn't touch this leaf half a year ago, but now it can be regarded as full of dust, dare to ask if you are worried?"

She smiled and looked at the skirt covered with fallen leaves, this autumn bleak courtyard was also a cool autumn, but it didn't dampen the interest of the pilgrims in the slightest? The only thing in the huge temple is this Bodhi tree that is evergreen, and she came all the way, but she was dyed with her skirt and leaves?

"The red dust is rolling, how dare you not be concerned?"

She laughed.

"The donor's friend is a marriage sign, can the donor also want to have a hexagram?"

Dust asked with a smile, this language is quite inducing, I don't know whose instruction?

Dongfang Yan drank all the tea in his hand and poured another cup, that boldness is a bit like drinking? Hearing this, she frowned slightly? No comment.

"This volley tea, cup cup tastes different? It's magical. ”

Some people are as good as they are.

"The donor rescued all the people, and naturally dyed the dust and incense of the Buddha, this tea? Therefore, it is also fragrant. ”

"What do you say to save the people? I can't even save myself......"

She grunted, a little melancholy.

"No matter how fragrant the tea is, it is not as fragrant as the heart, but now I don't know where my heart is, dare to ask the master for advice?"

"The donor himself has a clear heart, why should he be taught by the old man?"

……

She stopped talking, never mentioned the marriage, and didn't hold on to the dust, let it go gently?

The dark clothes in the corner behind the Bodhi tree were slightly dry, and after all, he moved his steps, but he couldn't get out.

"What's going on?"

Dongfang Yan looked vigilant, since the last time he was almost wrapped in dumplings, he has been extra vigilant recently?

Chenxuan smiled and poured her tea, looking natural.

"All living beings are more than this, so why bother?"

She looked at the tree more, and there was no more movement, she wondered, but she no longer clung to it? Asked with a smile.

"How can I get rid of my bound heart?"

Someone behind the tree shook his fist and was shocked when he heard this?

Look......

but it went dark.