The people under the mountain climbed to the top of the mountain one after another, and they could hear someone's triumphant but slightly flattering voice: "King, the small one is right, this is definitely a place of interest that is better than the places of interest, all natural pollution-free natural environmental protection free saving ......"

Xiaoye, who had already hid behind the stones, couldn't help but have a bitter face, she came to climb the mountain in an upright hall, came to meet by chance, and the dry hair made her look like a thief?

Well, touching the thumping little liver is really a bit of a thief.

However, since the "monster" club has come up, she is hiding, and she really doesn't know what face to lick to go out.

What's more, when she saw Jun Yin, she didn't know what to say.

Do you really want to run up like a stupid B and ask: "Hi, remember me? I was so-and-so six years ago", or, inscrutablely, grab him and say: "The grace of wrapping paper, when the spring reciprocates", or just throw yourself into your arms and shout, "The grace of dripping water, you should promise it with your body?"

It's no wonder that people don't think you're crazy!

Even Xiaoye herself feels that this is unreliable, not to mention that the meeting nine years ago is really not a good memory that people want to remember.

The white world, the muddy river, the bloated and whitened corpses soaked by the water, and the cries echoing all around......

Xiaoye shuddered, she hadn't remembered such a thing for a long time.

What's more, what if he doesn't remember the answer?

How should she lose her soul!

Xiao Ye patted her cheek with her hand, shaking off the messy thoughts.

She just didn't resist that little bit of selfishness, and wanted to come and see him. See how he's doing, see how he's doing?

After all, he is also her first love, an obscure and hopeless crush when her love first blossomed in her youthful years.

It's just that this big rock in front of me is really an eyesore.

The so-called moving a stone to shoot himself in the foot is probably talking about the situation in front of Xiaoye.

Xiaoye put my hands together, ask God to worship Buddha, ask God to give me a pair of eyes that see through all things, I have traveled thousands of miles to wade through mountains and rivers, if I can't see people, I really have a heart unwilling to die without looking at it.

The ancient gods of China probably really heard her pious prayers, but after all, they were a little older and a little deaf, and they didn't give Xiaoye a pair of eyes that saw through everything, but they gave His Highness Jun Yin to the stone where she was hiding.

Wang Ermeng has a camera hanging around his neck, as a genuine student, a part-time coser, and a fake photographer, he is dancing with excitement at the moment, not distinguishing between north and south, east and west.

Because, today's authentic photographer has diarrhea, so Wang Ermeng, who did not appear in this cosplay, took on this important role.

Fortunately, although this baby has never been out of tune, she still has some natural aesthetic talent, so that the photos taken will not be miserable.

What's more, they also have a great late-stage, almighty president, what angle background small flaws, as soon as the computer is turned on, the mouse is a little, and the big hand is waved, absolutely flawless.

If coser is the light placed on the most stage by the club, then the makeup artist and post-production are probably the shadows hidden behind the stage.

How to make him more perfect, how to make reality and illusion intersect, at the intersection of two worlds, requires a moderate harmony of light and shadow.

Wang Ermeng took the camera around the top of the mountain several times, and then slapped his palm, pointed to the stone next to the cliff and said, "Okay, that's it!"

Groping for a half-human-high stone with a smile, he said obscenely: "The skin is round and shiny, the texture is hard to carry the blow, the burden is heavy, the burden is the person, the cliff is in front, facing the red sun, tsk, I am really a genius, genius... Hahahaha..."

Wang Ermeng, who was alone admiring the stone, turned around and grabbed Jun Yin, who was standing on the side with his head down, and pushed the person to the stone: "Jun Yin beauty, it's here, go up, go up, it's the absolute best attraction." ”

The president who followed Wang Ermeng with his arms around also nodded, held his chin and said, "Well, it's really good, but pay attention to safety and don't fall." ”

"Cut, am I such an unreliable person, I just looked, there is still some distance behind the stone from the cliff. Wang Ermeng pursed his lips disdainfully.

When the members of the club heard Wang Ermeng's words, many people looked behind the stone by habit, and poor Xiaoye silently stuck to the stone, shrinking his sense of existence, only his eyes wandered around, looking for a better place to hide.

It's a pity that on this bare mountain, she and them are separated by such a stone, and no matter where they go, they have to hit it.

One step back is the cliff, one step forward is the stone, the dawn of the night looked up to the sky and sighed, silently shedding a line of tears: really, the sky is going to kill me!

It was cold on this mountain, but she was sweating all over.

When I was in a hurry, I heard a clear and cold voice over there say, "Okay!"

Then there was the sound of the stones, probably the sound of shoes rubbing against the stones.

Xiaoye had a bitter face, closed her eyes, and had to shrink under the stone and pretend to be an ostrich.

She knew that the person standing on the stone was the person she wanted to see, but she didn't dare to look up.

Across the stones, there was a clicking sound from the camera over there, and someone kept talking about things like looking left and right, looking up and holding up their chests.

Xiaoye pressed the stone with one hand, and finally couldn't hold back the throbbing heart, and quietly raised her head.

But he saw that the man on the stone also happened to turn around.

The first rays of dawn jumped out of the sea of clouds and shone on the man's body, and for a moment the sky and the earth were bright, and there was only him in her eyes:

White clothes and blue texture, wide sleeves like glass, flowing water, three thousand ink hair, handsome face, eyes far-reaching, is a passing guest in this world, is the occasional immortal in this prosperity.

The early morning wind blew, his clothes fluttered, and his whole person became ethereal.

She slowly got up from the ground and stretched out her right hand to grab him.

Xiaoye didn't know what kind of clothes Jun Yin was wearing that day, nor did she know his cos's role, but she knew that at least for a moment, for a quarter of an hour, she thought she was in a dream.

Half-human tall stone, Xiaoye stood up, already revealing half of his upper body.

Wang Ermeng's camera was pointed at Jun Yin, and he watched the black claws appear in the frame, and then a head with a cloak of hair, the camera was lost, and he closed his eyes and screamed: "Ah, ghost-"

Xiaoye was startled, and finally returned to reality from her dream, she also stretched out her right hand to Jun Yin, and in an instant, the entire arm was petrified, and the petrification spread along the arm to the entire body.

A phrase echoed back and forth in my head: If I don't move now, can you treat me like a stone?

The man on the stone looked down at her, his gaze as pure and noble as the cold moon, and his innate elegance seemed to isolate him from the world.

"Are you?" his eyes twined and he hesitated.

His eyes were as elegant as water, so indifferent, and gentle in the indifference.

Chen Xiaoye took a step back and shook his head vigorously, his pupils already dilated with fear.

The eyes are full of strangeness, like sores all over the place, what did she want to get when she came to see this side?

I didn't want him to remember himself, but when he didn't remember it, he was lonely and unwilling.

The arm that has not yet been withdrawn trembled slightly, the figure of the young man in his memory is cold but gentle, and the person in front of him is full of elegance but all of them have no desire to cultivate immortals, indifference is an instinct, mildness is just a habit, she is in him, and she can't see the breath of people.

Xu is aware that his state was wrong, the indifference in his eyes melted, with a hint of tenderness, and the corner of his lips smiled: "I'm sorry, I didn't get out of the role state just now, and I scared you." ”

Xiaoye raised her head and looked at the smile stupidly:

Buddhism has a saying, a flower is a world, a leaf is a Bodhi. She thought that she must have understood at this moment, it turned out that for some people, someone's smile is a world.

And she met her flower, Bodhi Prajna flower.

The retreating footsteps instinctively wanted to stop, but the body retreated as if out of control, and a force behind her pulled her back, and someone sang the requiem in a hoarse voice: "The body is dead, and I will be buried in Shanyang." The mountains are majestic, and the sky is vast. There are trees in the mountains, and there are deaths in the gods. At dawn of the night, the soul returns to comfort my regrets.

After the body is dead, he is buried in the mountain. Life is short, and the years go by. There is no life or death. At dawn of night, the soul returns, and then looks at the mountains and rivers.

The body is gone, and he is buried at the foot of the mountain. The sky is high, and the wind is solemn. Hold on to the spirit of the flag. At dawn, the soul returns, immortal in the world. ”

The expression on Xiao Ye's face turned to consternation, and then to fear.

She could hear someone around her shouting, "Don't go back any further." ”

"Hey, be careful, be careful. ”

"It's going to fall, it's falling!"

......

She had heard everything, but her body was as uncontrollable as if she had been enchanted.

His feet were empty, and the whole person fell backwards.

At the moment when I stepped on the air, Xiao Ye was still thinking, all the great gods of China, I was just joking, just in such a hurry, I didn't even say a word, and I would also be unwilling to die.

"Be careful—" Jun Yin stood on the stone, jumping down to pull Xiaoye's still outstretched hand.

However, he did hold Xiaoye's hand, but because he had just jumped to the ground, he couldn't stand steadily, and he was pulled and fell down.

The only life-saving straw, instinctively holding on to death, however, when I saw him being pulled down with my own eyes, I couldn't help but regret it.

If she had known that this would be the end, she should not have held his hand, and maybe, she should not have even seen this side.

Later, Xiaoye often couldn't help but wonder if if there was no encounter today, everything that followed would not have happened.

However, if there is no him in life, the world should be so boring and lonely!

The palm in his hand was slightly cold, and Xiao Ye couldn't tell whether he had pulled him first in order to survive, or whether he had pulled himself first in order to save people.

The body fell rapidly, and after his initial shock, he accepted it calmly, clenched her hand, and looked at her with clear eyes: "Don't be afraid, I'm here!"

There was even a hint of a comforting smile in the corner of his eye.

The scenery on his side regressed rapidly, and Xiao Ye could only see this person in his eyes, his clothes were flying, his hair was flying, like a dream, like a reality.