Dongyue threw a red fruit to Xiao'er, "Do you know what this place is?"

Shaoqing gnawed on the fruit in his hand and shook his head, Dongyue disliked him once, "People with immeasurable merit will come to this place when they die." ”

As soon as he heard this, Shaoqing was happy, "Then I am also considered a master?"

Dongyue coughed dryly, "You are an exception, which is equivalent to being sent with a phone bill." ”

Shaoqing, "......"

Dongyue swallowed the fruit in his hand and looked up at the sky, "When I came here, there was no one here. ”

Shaoqing was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, he despised an old face, Dongyue didn't look at his face, and only continued: "After all, you have solved the corpse nine, and the source body of the year has also been broken up by you, you are not bad." ”

Knowing that it was comfort, Shaoqing was still very relieved when he heard it, drew a circle of light and buckled it for himself, and then said that it was useless to cry, so he got up and sat down beside the person, "There is a saying in the Buddhist family that saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, you see that my merits are so complete, can you send me back, I still have a daughter-in-law and a doll waiting to be raised!"

"Your daughter-in-law who hasn't been through the door seems to be more profitable than you, and I can't send you back. Dongyue, who was still looking up at the sky, muttered.

Shaoqing, who had seriously frustrated his self-esteem, sat behind him with a black old face, and after being extremely depressed for a while, he moved his butt over there, and Dongyue was squeezed into the lake by him.

At night, the two people who still couldn't go out lay on the green grass and looked at the starry sky, and the second egg boy who was still eating fruit muttered indistinctly, "My grandfather said that if a person dies, a star will fall from the sky......"

"Lie to you. Dongyue ruthlessly broke his dream and closed his eyes.

Shaoqing stared at it in a daze for a moment, and then said, "But I think my father has been watching me from above." ”

"Didn't he fall from it a long time ago?" Dongyue asked.

Shaoqing's young heart was a little traumatized, "You feel a little better about me like this, don't you?"

"Hmm. Dongyue turned over and faced the other side.

Shaoqing turned his head to look at the back, a little aggrieved, tears swirling in his eyes, but unfortunately Dongyue, who was physically and mentally exhausted, had already fallen asleep and didn't see his pitiful appearance.

Early the next morning, Dongyue woke up, and the figure of the second egg boy was missing left and right, and he didn't see it after looking around for several times, so he thought that he had injured him last night, and the kid ran away from home today, thinking about it, he looked into the distance and chased away.

When he saw the familiar figure, the boy was lying on the clouds and looking at something below, and stood silently behind him, only to know what he was looking at.

The kid who stabbed himself to death before was down there at this moment, putting a ball-shaped thing in his hand into the hands of a three or four-year-old little milk baby standing in front of him, although he couldn't hear what they said, but he seemed to know that the two of them had a very good relationship.

"This little baby looks familiar. Dongyue muttered.

Shaoqing was frightened by him, almost fell from the clouds, and was about to get angry, but Dongyue held down his head, pointed down, and signaled not to speak, the kid could only be pressed by him and continue to lie there.

I don't know who the little milk baby who talked to Yuan Yi Lingwei was, but not only Dongyue looked at him familiarly, but Shaoqing also looked familiar, otherwise he wouldn't be lying here like a thief.

Just watched the little man in red hand over the things in his hand to the little milk baby, touching his head with great pity, the little milk baby seemed to have got what he had always wanted, and the little face of the ball in his arms was wrinkled, I don't know why, looking at him like that, Shaoqing's mind suddenly flashed a face.

"Like...... Your dad. Dongyue never seemed to be able to hide the words in his heart.

was reminded by him like this, Shaoqing's mind exploded, "What...... How is that possible?!"

"Eh, I didn't say he was your father, he is still underage, and there are more people who look alike. Dongyue pressed the kid's head down again.

The two of them were watching the play above, and the people below didn't know about it, and the plot seemed to be developing very fast, seeing the little man in red looking at the little milk baby in front of him with great pity, and finally said something, he stood up, it seemed that he was going to leave, the little doll reached out and grabbed his clothes, as if he didn't want him to go, and the little man in red seemed to have to go, and the little milk doll seemed to want him to go, and the little man in red ......

"Hey, hey, don't you have to work hard?" Dongyue slapped the second egg boy below.

The storyteller Shaoqing pulled his hand off his head, "I don't have good eyes, I'm kind enough to tell you that you're not happy, and Lao Tzu won't serve anymore!"

was twisted by Dongyue's ears and no longer dared to "Lao Tzu Lao Tzu".

The following warm scene ends with the departure of the little man in red, not the departure of turning away, but the departure of the body flying like petals, which is the departure of life to the end.

Shaoqing, who never thought of this situation, was stunned, and was about to rush down without saying a word, but he was covered by Dongyue and pressed his body, still the same sentence, "Everyone has a life", you can't keep it.

Seeing his third uncle disappear all over the sky, the little milk baby below fell to the ground and cried, and the people lying in the clouds couldn't go down even though they were in tears.

"He can't see you when he goes down, people are people, what are we?" Dongyue muttered in his ear while holding the kid in his arms.

Shaoqing, who was still struggling, suddenly quieted down, looking at the hoarse little baby crying below with teary eyes, and screamed indistinctly.

Dongyue let go of his mouth, "What did you say?"

Shaoqing stopped talking, just looking at the people below with tears in his eyes, Dongyue, who was stunned for a moment, seemed to realize something, looked at the little boy below, frowned and didn't dare to be sure, "He ......"

Shaoqing, who had a sad face, sat up, the great sadness forced him to shake his shoulders, and when he looked at the people below, he turned around and fell into the arms of the man next to him, crying for a while.

Dongyue looked at the little doll below, and smiled unconsciously, who said that he couldn't be reincarnated when his soul was scattered, but now people are not living a good life?

People in the world ask "what is love", and people here can only laugh and answer, "only let people promise life and death".

Regardless of gender.

The tired boy returned to the original place with the crying physical and mental exhaustion, he was asleep, and Dongyue was idle, so he took the bamboo pole and continued to poke the fruit......