The gentle breeze gently picks up the fallen leaves and dust on the stone bricks, and the dusk sprinkles in this empty courtyard, which can't help but warm people's hearts.

However, the young man sitting under the tree did not feel such a scene, at this time, he lazily leaned against the tree, resting on his knees with a teapot hanging over, a large puddle of water on the ground, the strong aroma of wine emanating from under the tree, accompanied by a slight snoring, and then looking at the hat like a water scoop on his tilted head, slightly open mouth, and the saliva that was falling from the corners of his mouth, the scene was funny.

A breeze passed, the leaves rattled, and suddenly there was an old monk under the tree who looked high-winded and bright, with long eyebrows and long beards, and his image did not match the Buddha beads on his neck, a full size of a baby's fist, so black that it seemed to absorb all the light, and his heart would suddenly palpitate after staring at it for a long time.

The old monk's face was pale, and he gently picked up the broom that was crooked next to the young man's feet, took it and began to pump it on the young man.

"I'll wipe it!" the boy woke up and jumped three feet high.

"I'll rub you old bald donkey!"

The boy jumped up and down on the courtyard like a monkey, and every time the old monk swept down slightly, he could accurately beat the boy's buttocks, making a crisp sound of "pop".

"The old bald donkey stops...... Stop!"

“...... Alas, alas, don't fight, don't fight...... Oooh, don't fight! Kill someone......"

"Ahhhh......h

At this time, the broom area took off the young man's water scoop hat, revealing a head like a boiled egg.

The young man hurriedly covered his head and roared angrily: "I'll wipe you old bald donkey, you're enough!

The monk stopped the broom, flicked his sleeve and took the water scoop, and observed, "Amitabha, in recent days, when Yishan fetched water, he didn't see the water scoop, and he didn't see one of them, so it turned out that he came to you." One repair, why is this?"

The young man snorted coldly: "You can't care!"

The old monk was helpless: "Your temperament has become fast." Although I know that you don't want to escape into the empty door, I think that with your honest character, you should be able to cultivate slowly, after all, you are still young......"

Juvenile..... No, it should be said that it is the little monk, and the little monk is angry: "The Buddha said that there is a fate to cross the people." Since I am full of reluctance, why should I force it if I am not destined for it?"

The old monk was silent for a while, "Whether there is a fate or not, the Buddha has his own fixed number." Someday you'll understand...."

The little monk wanted to say something, but the old monk standing in front of him suddenly disappeared again, with the teapot poured under the tree and the little monk's water scoop. In the dim dusk, the voice of the old monk came like a bell:

"Stealing wine, being greedy and stubborn, punish you for copying three volumes of scriptures, and check it tomorrow morning!"

The little monk touched his smooth head and scolded and walked into the house: "Fake and serious old bald donkey, whoever likes to copy will copy it." Obviously, he pretends to drink tea with a broken teapot every day, and he thinks no one can smell the aroma of the wine, hum!"

As he spoke, he sat on the edge of the bed and pulled out a mirror from under the pillow.

I saw a childish face reflected in the mirror, and the face did not have the ruddy and vigorous that a young man should have, but was deeply pale and weak. The childish face is clear and beautiful, but the edges and corners are not too obvious, and it looks like he is only about fourteen or fifteen years old, but the depths of the eyes reveal a depth and ...... that does not match the age of the face Sadness?

The little monk rubbed his pale face, and a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "It's just that I grew back, but I just became a monk, what kind of evil ...... this created?"

The scorching June officially enters the hot summer, which is a good month for swimming. However, for Lin Xiu, who lives by the sea, swimming has become an indispensable thing.

That night, the sea in the dark night was like a lurking man-eating beast, and the sky seemed to be a moon with a pale red velvet light.

Lin Xiu stood in front of this scene, barefoot on the cliff that poked out its fangs into the sea. Behind her, a woman stood quietly, her hair fluttering like willow branches.

"It's quiet, it's basically not coming, I've been playing here since I was a kid. Lin Xiu turned around and opened his arms, the sea breeze was salty, and he grinned and said to the woman: "When I first came here, I felt very shocked, beautiful, and magnificent. Standing here, I feel the urge to get into it......"

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath with the strong smell of the sea, "When the waves engulf everything, you will feel a feeling like never before, the roar of the world is covered, you are small but happy, as if everything you can feel has come up and merged into one word, cool!." His mouth grinned wider, and he looked at the woman with a smile against the sea breeze.

"Qingya, do you want to try it?"

The woman walked slowly and stood side by side with him. The waves crashed against the rocks, bringing up the splash of water, and she stood here, her skin was like jade, so beautiful that it seemed that the waves wanted to touch it.

Lin Xiu looked at the woman in front of him, the light in his eyes seemed to brighten up a little for her, his throat rolled unconsciously, and his breathing began to become short. "That'...... That, elegant, not afraid, very safe below, there is no reef here, really ......"

Looking at the embarrassed Lin Xiu, the woman burst out laughing, and all the stars were dark. "I know Lin Xiu. It's just that...... Can you show me that...... I haven't jumped over the sea like this. The woman blushed.

Lin Xiu was stunned, and then reacted, "Oh...... Oooh!" he said, taking off his shirt and leaping.

There was a big splash on the dark sea. Lin Xiu held his breath, exposed a head in the sea, wiped the water droplets on his face with his hand, and looked up at Qingya, ready to shout to her. The voice was stuck in his throat, and the scene in his eyes made him forget to breathe.

At this moment, Lin Xiu knew that he would remember this moment for the rest of his life, this scene, a scene so beautiful that it was heartbreaking, engraved in his thumping heart, engraved in the depths of his throbbing soul. He couldn't forget.

There were no stars in the night, only a crescent moon that seemed to glow with a reddish glow around it hung over the rocks, and the waves crashed and splashed, as if it were the end of the world, and it was as if it had become the center of the world because of a man.

A woman, a woman as bright as jade, jumped down gently from the junction of the sea and the sky, fluttering and indifferent, her star-like eyes slightly open, reflecting the stunned man with bulging cheeks on the sea and water dripping from his hair and eyelashes.

Qingya floated up leisurely, looked at the man staring at her and his face was flushed, and burst out laughing.

Originally, this was an extremely beautiful scene. For Lin Xiu, it may be the most exciting, the most apprehensive, and the most exciting and happy scene in the past 20 years.

On this day, after the college graduation ceremony, his goddess, who is also his college classmate, the granddaughter of his grandmother who took him from childhood, his elegance, ran over and smiled and took his hand in front of all his classmates.

He brought her here. In his favorite place, where he was first discovered, he was ready to put aside all scruples and identities and be with her.

If only things went the way we wanted, it would be great. However, there will always be the so-called unpredictable, but in fact, it has always been just waiting for you, and it is an accident that you accidentally broke into.

Lin Xiu lazily floated with the waves, admiring the elegant white snake-like swimming posture not far away.

"Qingya, grandma has passed away, and now you are my only relative, no matter what, I will always... Always by your side and with you......"

Lin Xiu whispered, his eyes gently staring at the peerless woman.

At this time, he stared at the eyes of his eyes as if he was flashed with red light, and unconsciously closed them, and then opened them again......

？？？

What about Qingya?

As far as the eye can see, there is no female figure, and the sea seems to be calm......

He was stunned for a moment, and shouted "Qingya!", and the night was silent, only the sound of the waves surging and his empty shouts.

Elegant?......

He began to swim like crazy towards the place where Qingya had disappeared.

No, no, no!!, still no!!

Lin Xiu kept diving in to search until he held back his head and then came out to breathe, and then dived in again. He searched the sea like crazy, and even lost track of time.

"Qingya!Qingya!!Qingya!!"

He cried out in his heart, the empty rushing sea. The reddish moon looked at him coldly, looking deeper into the sea......

This time, he dived into the sea again, and it was pitch black, and he couldn't see Qingya, nor could he touch everything, as if he had been abandoned by the world. He was almost suffocated and was about to go out to breathe, but found it difficult to move up and down, as if he was stuck in a deep mire.

He struggled, but to no avail, and finally gave up all movement and resistance......

"Probably...... Let's go with Qingya. “

He thought. I felt so sad and my head tingled.

Gradually, his consciousness began to blur, and as he died, he seemed to see a dark red and blood-like light emerging from the darkness to swallow him......

......

I don't know how long it took, but when he regained consciousness, it was still pitch black, as dark as ink. He was trapped in it, and he realized that he was still in the deep sea.

Suddenly, a myriad of tiny rays of light surged upon him from the darkness!

......

When he woke up again, he was no longer in the dark, and he was greeted by the big word "Zen" on the wall. He wanted to sit up, hoarse voice

"Elegant ......"

"Little junior brother, are you awake?!"

A boiled egg suddenly appeared in his sight. Oh, what a nightmare it is to marinate eggs. A delicate monk in his twenties looked at him excitedly.

"Little junior brother, you finally woke up! I thought you had been ...... all along. Oh my God, I'm going to tell Master! It's been a year...... It's been a year......"

The boiled egg seemed to be so excited that he couldn't help himself, and before Lin Xiu could open his mouth, he stumbled out and ran out of the house.

"Master... Brother......" Lin Xiu said with difficulty. This monk ...... Is it so indefinite......

Lin Xiu smiled bitterly. In the coma, a lot of white light appeared in his mind, and those white lights were the memories of this little junior brother. He didn't know where he was not, and he might have meowed.

Lin Xiu sighed and tried to sit up. But I found it difficult to move, and it was difficult to even move a finger.

What's going on?

In addition to being able to feel his surroundings, his movements seemed to be difficult. His expression was hideous, and he raised his arm with all his strength, and sweat was pouring down his forehead.

"Take your time. ”

An old monk with long eyebrows and a beard with a string of beads the size of a baby's fist on his chest stepped into the door, and the beads were so black that they seemed to absorb all the light.

Lin Xiu let go of his breath and fell heavily on the bed.

"Your body is already young and weak, and it is normal that you haven't moved for another year after the injury, and it is difficult to control. ”

The old monk stood by the bedside. The boiled egg behind him hurriedly stepped forward, bending down and brushing his sleeves to wipe the beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Little junior brother, don't worry, move slowly, in time, it will be fine. ”

Lin Xiu stared at the old monk silently.

For a long time, as if remembering something, his pupils suddenly dilated, and he said urgently:

"Clear ...... Elegant..... Woman... Child, there is ..... See?"

The old monk frowned, as if he was a little puzzled by the young man's strange words. After thinking about it, he said: "In this mountain, just you, me and him, three people." ”

Lin Xiu's pupils darkened, so he stopped speaking and closed his eyes.

"Hello rest yourself, Yishan will come to move your muscles and bones every day to help you recover soon. ”

With that, the old monk turned and left. The boiled egg, who was called Ilzen, also withdrew and brought him doors and windows.

Lin Xiu's heart was infinitely sad, and he regretted why he hadn't told Qingya that he loved her and wanted to take care of her for the rest of his life. But in the blink of an eye, his life was over.

Why did you cross over? Lin Xiu closed his eyes. Suddenly, a strange red light flashed in his mind......