Old Jian Xiu didn't want to mention these trivial matters anymore, he seemed to be chic, but in fact, he was not happy.

How many people in this world can really live happily?

Old Jian Xiu suddenly remembered someone and said, "By the way, there is a female doll in the palace who has been thinking about you, you might as well go and see it when you have time." ”

Chen Changsheng paused for a moment and said, "Is she waiting for Chen?" ”

Old Jian Xiu nodded and said, "Go and take a look." ”

He didn't say much, but there was some complexity in his expression.

Chen Changsheng thought for a moment in his heart, nodded and said, "It's okay." ”

Old Jian Xiu did not go the same way as Chen Changsheng, after leaving the wine shop, he found a tree outside the city and fell asleep, he was a monk who could not have slept, but sometimes when he was awake, many things would come to his mind.

After sleeping on this tree for a long time, I got used to it.

……

After many years, Chen Changsheng walked into this Dajing Palace again.

The moonlight reflects the golden-domed hall, the vermilion door is in front of you, the night is silent, but there is a bit of solemnity, and the same as back then, at a glance it gives people a dull feeling.

Chen Changsheng walked slowly in the palace, and the guards who walked past the palace from time to time in front of him ignored him.

He came to the library pavilion, compared to the beginning, this library is still so simple, as if it is set in stone.

"Squeaky ......"

When the eunuch guarding the library saw the door open, he had some doubts in his heart, but he thought it was blowing in the wind, and got up and went to close the door.

But when he sat down again, he felt a sense of sleepiness, and in the blink of an eye he collapsed on the table and fell asleep.

Chen Changsheng withdrew his hand, raised his hand and made a move, and the light on the table started.

He held the oil lamp and walked forward.

The library was particularly silent, only the sound of Chen Changsheng's footsteps.

"Smack."

When he came to the innermost, Chen Changsheng stopped.

He looked up and saw a girl in a pale blue dress sleeping with a book in her arms.

I haven't seen her for many years, but the little girl has grown up, and now she has faded into immaturity, and there seems to be a lot of sorrow between her eyebrows.

It seems to be alarmed by the movement that is coming.

String slowly opened her eyes, and when she saw the glimmer of light in her eyes, she couldn't help but reach out to block it.

"Hmm......"

Chen Changsheng paused, blocked the candle flame, and then squatted down and looked at the princess in front of him.

Strings lowered her hand, and this time she finally saw the person in front of her clearly.

"You, you, you......"

Strings' eyes widened, and he pointed to the person in front of him, and suddenly he was a little incoherent.

Chen Changsheng smiled kindly and said, "Long time no see. ”

Strings were stunned for a moment, and there was a candle flame between the two, as if it had spanned more than ten years.

At that moment, she remembered the gentleman she had met in the library that night, and that glance at that time made her remember it for more than ten years.

Strings suddenly covered their mouths and laughed, but they didn't know what they were laughing at.

Chen Changsheng asked, "What are you laughing at?" ”

String said: "I remember that I didn't know you were a god at that time, and asked you to tell me a story." ”

Chen Changsheng's gaze was a little complicated, and after squeezing out a smile, he asked, "Now you know?" ”

"Hmm."

Strings nodded in agreement and said, "It's just a little late to know." ”

Chen Changsheng fell silent suddenly.

Strings' gaze was a little more lonely, and he didn't say anything more.

Until a moment later.

A breeze seemed to leak in outside, blowing the candle flame for a moment.

Chen Changsheng came back to his senses, looked at the strings in front of him, and said, "Do you still listen to the story?" ”

Strings was stunned for a moment, but then suddenly laughed.

"Listen."

Chen Changsheng smiled and asked.

"Where did you go that day?"

"Speaking of which, the Great Sage was pressed by that monk at the foot of Wuzhi Mountain."

"Let's start all over again, we should be able to finish this story this time."

Chen Changsheng sat on the ground like he did at the beginning, and told the little girl in front of him the story of the Monkey King.

At a certain moment, it was as if the years were reunited.

In the blink of an eye, the little girl in front of her was already slim, and she couldn't help but feel emotional.

Chen Changsheng started talking from the beginning, talking about the monkey that jumped out of the stone, talking about the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, and talking about the havoc in the Heavenly Palace......

Speaking of the Buddha, the strings were as unhappy as they were at the beginning, and said, "I don't like this monk." ”

"It's really unlikeable."

Chen Changsheng smiled and said, "But that's the story. ”

"It can be changed."

"If you change it, there will be no back."

"Then let's not change it."

In contrast, the strings still want to hear the story behind.

Mr. continued to speak, and he talked about the monk Xuanzang and a lot of monsters.

That night, the years in the library seemed to pass very slowly.

The strings listened to it, but suddenly it was a little shaky.

Her eyes looked at the gentleman in green shirt in front of her.

From start to finish, nothing has changed!

It's the same as it was at the beginning.

Strings sometimes can't understand themselves, that year I remember the story in the book, and after thinking about it for a long time, I slowly remember people.

In addition to the story, she only remembers the good-looking gentleman.

After more than ten years, I never thought that we would meet again.

It's just a pity that it's too late.

The strings of the rest of the story were not listening at all, and she was just concerned with watching the gentleman go.

Chen Changsheng didn't go any further, and asked, "Why don't you listen to the story well, what are you doing watching Chen?" ”

Strings laughed playfully and said, "You're as good-looking as you were back then." ”

"Chen has never changed." Chen Changsheng said.

Xianle looked at Chen Changsheng and said, "Yes, you haven't changed, but I have changed, and I feel a little regretful now, I knew that I didn't listen to your story at the beginning, and I have been thinking about it for so many years." ”

Chen Changsheng said: "After listening to the story, you don't have to worry about it anymore. ”

"It's not all about stories, either."

"So what's on your mind?"

Strings said, "I'm thinking about you." ”

"Huh?"

Chen Changsheng was stunned for a moment.

Seeing his appearance, Xianle couldn't help but smile and said, "I can't see outsiders in this deep palace, you are my only friend, and I only remember you." ”

Chen Changsheng asked, "Listening to what you say, it seems that you are not having a good time?" ”

String Le nodded and said: "It's not good, no one wants to make friends with me, they all scold me for being a sinister, hoping that I will die early, and the royal brother is like this, and suddenly it has changed." ”

"Do you hate them?"

"Hate, why don't you hate."

String raised his head and said, "I tried to escape all the time, but in the end I died in this palace. ”

As she spoke, she suddenly lowered her head.

Chen Changsheng sighed in his heart, stretched out his hand, and put it on her head.

Strings sobbed suddenly, and said, "I'm dead, and if you touch my head now, I can't even feel it." ”

Chen Changsheng's palm suddenly flashed with a burst of golden light.

The warmth came from the hair, and the strings suddenly felt less cold around them.

Chen Changsheng asked, "What now?" Feel it? ”

String raised her head, she sobbed, and suddenly wanted to say all the grievances over the years.