The portraits on both sides of the box are black and white.

The portrait in the lid of the box is a fourteen or fifteen-year-old Taoist boy with straight eyebrows and bright eyes, dressed in blue-gray old clothes.

Looking at the child's eyes, there was an indescribable taste, as if he could see many things through the portrait.

If you look closely, you can also find that this Dao Tong is very similar to Qian Junbao's eyebrows, eyes and mouth, but it is not him.

The portrait inside the box is a pair of golden boys and girls, both of whom are about eight years old.

The little boy has big clean eyes and a weight that is not similar to his age.

The little girl wore a double bun and a small silver bell on it, and her eyes were not very big, but her eyebrows and eyes were delicate and very smart, with her red cherry mouth, not to mention how cute it was.

Qian Junbao stretched out his white index finger and lightly tapped the little girl's head, and said with a wry smile: "Ya'er, you said that Brother Xiaolu will definitely be exactly like the portrait of this Taoist boy when he grows up to the age of fifteen."

But now I don't know where you are, and how can I let you see that I don't look exactly the same as him.

Alas...... Do you know? My name is not Xiaolu, it's not the immortal fruit you said, I don't have the ability to change my life against the sky, and you really won't see me again in the future......"

Qian Junbao gloomily buttoned the box and carefully put it back into his arms.

You once said that we should live each day with passion, and perhaps the best way to live is to treat each day as our end.

With such an attitude to live, the value of life can be demonstrated.

In my last few days, let me indulge once and do what you said, "If I had only three days to live, what would I most like to do." Life is too short to be happy. ”

Eat a beautiful breakfast, then go out, stroll down the street, smile at everyone, and see all the scenery with a smile.

Go to a big restaurant for a good meal, eat a good meal, and drink a good pot of tea.

When the sun climbed up the hill the next day, I put on my best clothes and went shopping and watching the plays.

On the last day, go to see the sunrise and sunset. Stand on the top of the mountain and shout, and cry again.

I took the last bath at night, put on my favorite clothes meticulously, and quietly looked at the moon outside the window.

If there is no moon and no stars, then I will close my eyes and have a good dream with you.

……

He thought that he had already eaten this beautiful breakfast, and when Qian Duoduo came back with medicine, he asked the old housekeeper to stay at the inn to boil the medicine, and he took Qian Duoduo to the town for a walk.

Qian Junbao got up, straightened his clothes, and prepared to go see the man.

After Ye Qing ate, he went back to the room to get something, touched his neck, and felt that he didn't need to wrap it around it with a cloth anymore.

So she went out wearing only a gauze hat, and just a few meters after she saw a green cloth carriage drive in.

The coachman glanced at Ye Qing in surprise, Ye Qing raised his head and glanced at the coachman, and suddenly felt that this carriage and this person were still a little familiar.

What's going on?

How could there be a familiar feeling of a carriage, she secretly thought that it could be the memory of Ye Leek Bud?

Ye Qing didn't bother to think deeply, this may be like seeing a familiar good car in modern times.

She didn't pause and continued in the direction of the West City Gate.

But she didn't know that the coachman also stopped, poked his head out and looked at her deeply.