The girl saw that she did not answer, but continued to be busy worriedly, but curiously asked her to talk to her.

This girl's name is Tao Jiawen, and she came here to play with Sister Nianzhen, but Sister Nianzhen knew that she was talking about the mysteries with the old master, Tao Jiawen was bored, so she came out to breathe by herself.

When the good sister heard Tao Jiawen talk about Sister Nianzhen and the old master, her expression was a little strange. The old master of the Taoist temple near her house was a Huoju Taoist who believed in the Tao throughout the family, and he lived in the Taoist temple all year round after his wife's early death. He has two daughters, the second daughter is named Li Nianzhen, who is a doctor of philosophy from a famous school in Beijing.

The good girl has not been to see the old master since she returned to her hometown, and she doesn't want to see anyone related to the old-fashioned big brother. Tao Jiawen, who met by chance, mentioned those old people again, and she thought that she might be able to find the old master to help solve the current dilemma.

Just thinking about it like this, a strong contempt for herself rose in her heart - is it true that without the people related to him, she can't solve the problem by herself?

Because she thought like this, she let Tao Jiawen twitter and talk, and she didn't say half a sentence.

Tao Jiawen saw that she reacted coldly, thinking that she was disturbing her work, and turned around and left after saying "sorry".

After Tao Jiawen left, she continued to be busy. She pricked a few more thorns in her hand, and somehow the delicate and beautiful flowers became hateful in her eyes. She remembered what Tao Jiawen said, this kind of flower that represents love disgusted her even more.

"Hey, what are you doing? You want to deduct your salary, right? ”

The director's shouting woke her up in a state of resentment, and she realized that she was messing with the petals.

She hurriedly apologized to the director, blushing and saying that there were insects on the petals, and the director snorted twice, "You, do you know how much this flower costs?" Work hard. ”

After the director left, she breathed a long sigh of relief and looked at what she had just done: the lawn was covered with bright red petals, as if the remnants of red weeping blood were calling for spring; The wind blows the pink petals and sprinkles the gravel path, like a delicate red sorrowful life; There are purple and red petals around the roots of the flowers, and they are really red and tears returning to the soil......

She secretly feared that she would vent her troubles on the flowers, and that it was in her nature to be so vicious and arrogant?

After work, she walked back to the rented house in the town, her steps vain and her expression in a trance. In a small shop on the street, a hairy boy shook his head and howled: "Love ...... when you die"

She rushed to the door of the store and shouted viciously: "Then you are going to die!" Die early and be reincarnated early, and don't come to harm people in the next life. ”

The hairy boy stared: "Neurotic! If it weren't for the fact that you look pretty good, Lao Tzu would have tore your mouth! Get out of here! ”

She patted her head vigorously, apologized shamefully, and walked out of the store.

As soon as she left the store, someone grabbed her arm, "Great, Sister Rose!" I don't know what to do......"

The person who grabbed her was Tao Jiawen, and she smiled bitterly, "What Sister Rose?" 'Sister Moldy' is pretty much the same. ”

"You won't tell me your name, I met you among the roses, and that's all I call you, of course. You help me, I'm lost. ”

Tao Jiawen came out to walk by herself, and she wanted to walk around the Taoist temple casually, but the scenery she had seen before was crowded with people in the tourist area, and she had never seen such beautiful and pure natural scenery.

Tao Jiawen met a convoy of people riding here on the road, and begged someone to take her for a refreshing ride on a motorcycle. When the riders had gone, she met the good girl, and then walked out into the town street. She didn't bring her mobile phone out, and she didn't have the habit of carrying change with her when she was taken care of by others, so she could only be anxious after getting lost.

The temple is nearly twenty miles away from the town street, and the good girl gave Tao Jiawen a few yuan of change to let her go to the intersection to take a tricycle.

Tao Jiawen thanked her repeatedly, and as she walked to the intersection, the good girl suddenly remembered several recent murders. There are many outsiders in the town, and there are many miscellaneous people, and many of those motor tricycle drivers are illegal.

The good girl hurriedly called Tao Jiawen, she took Tao Jiawen back to the rented house first, and after explaining the situation to her parents, she rode the old-fashioned weighted bicycle to take Tao Jiawen back to the Taoist temple.

After they arrived at the Taoist Temple, the old Guan Master and Li Nian really asked people to look for Tao Jiawen everywhere, and if it was a little later, they should call the police.

Seeing that Tao Jiawen was safe and sound, Li Nianzhen thanked the good girl many times, "Really, thank you so much." Alas, if something happens to Jiawen, I really can't afford to be responsible. ”

The good sister said a few kind words to them and was about to go back, Li Nianzhen and they insisted on keeping her, saying that it was completely dark and it was not safe for her to ride a bicycle on the road alone.

The good girl was stubborn and wanted to leave, and the old watcher said loudly with a dark face: "What are you going to go?" Is it important to gamble, or is it important to be safe yourself? ”

The guests said warm and polite words, and when the old watcher roared like this, everyone was stunned, and the good girl didn't dare to say that she wanted to leave.

The old man walked straight over, picked up the bicycle and went to the house, and said to Tao Jiawen as he walked, as if intentionally or unintentionally: "This car is an old antique, this is more than ten years ago that stinky boy bought it to pick up a good girl to school, fortunately she still has ......"

The words of the old man were like a little spark burning in her heart, her heart was very moist, this little spark did not ignite a raging fire, but only half burned and half extinguished her heart.

She stayed in the Taoist temple, and the old master let her live in the room where the old brother used to live. For nearly ten years, not a single furnishing in this room has been replaced, but it has become more aged.

In this room, the first thing that happened was very important to a woman. But what she remembered wasn't about the incident, it was about the bike. If it weren't for the old watcher's reminder, she would have forgotten that it was he bought to pick her up from school in her childhood.

At that time, she relied on him very much, just as a relative, and never thought that this big brother who had no blood relationship with her would be so good to her. As it should be.

Later, their relationship slowly changed, and after having a daughter, she usually made decisions about the big and small things in the family. She also felt that it should be so, and he didn't refute it.

Later, maybe it should be like this, and separation can solve everything?

The good girl lay on the wooden bed, her eyes wide open in the darkness. She didn't look at anything, and the scenes in front of her eyes were all happy past.

It's unreal, even weird, and a little ridiculous.

She remembered her act of pulling the petals of the flower today, and inexplicably thought: Xiao Qingmei is the flower that others gave to the old-fashioned big brother, and he vented his dissatisfaction with the surrounding environment on Xiao Qingmei? And what about the good girl herself, just because she is a flower that he cultivated with his heart, and he is good to her because he has put a lot of effort into her?

She was so irritable that she couldn't sleep, and she stood up and looked at the bed with her eyes fixed—for the first time she had completely surrendered her body and mind to him, it was like watching a sapling grow, blossom, and bear fruit, and taste the fruits of her labor?

She was hurt by her own thoughts, she thought that she just couldn't face his past, she thought that there was still true love between them, and she thought about it this way: her life has become a "masterpiece" carved out by the old-fashioned big brother with a perverted idle mind?

She was hurt by her own thoughts, and frightened by her own thoughts, and she was afraid that she would go crazy if she continued to think crankily, so she went out to look at the moon and send her arms.

The bright moon is like an ice wheel, coldly gliding through the traces of time, and will not stay for anyone.

In the courtyard of the Taoist temple, a few curly podocarpus pines swayed with the breeze under the moon, and the good girl saw a strange black shadow in the shadow of the tree in a trance, and she became vigilant and retreated into the house. She sent a text message to Li Nianzhen, who lived next door, saying that there might be a thief in this temple.