My name is Acacia, I was originally just a floating dust in the world, I met her by chance, and during that long-term companionship, I secretly had feelings. It's a pity that Luohua is intentionally ruthless, even if she is willing to suffer from the reincarnation of the world, she is unwilling to give up the love in her heart. Fortunately, she belongs to me now, and although she has lost her cultivation emotion, with my insignificant strength, it is enough for her to be reborn.

My name is Hongdou, little monk, I may not be able to wait for you, the enlightened monk is right, the love in the world is too fragile, compared to if it were you, you wouldn't let me suffer so many grievances. It's a pity that I don't have enough time, I used the rest of the time to exchange memories with Sima Yue, but I won't forget that I once picked up a beam of sunlight next to the firewood house of Jixiang Temple in Jixiang Mountain, but I returned it to the sun before sunset.

My name is Wang Majie, I betrayed a love, when I knew all the ins and outs, but I already regretted it, I used the rest of my time to make a deal with the girl named Sima Yue, I hope that this peace of mind.

At six o'clock in the morning, a big and a small pair of sisters and brothers were made at the door of the duck blood vermicelli soup stall, and the two of them were sleepy-eyed and chatting, as if they hadn't woken up yet, in the early winter morning, the streets were empty, and the naughty cold wind kept pouring into the necks of two people.

"Sister, why don't you eat it yourself, I'm a little sleepy, I want to go back to sleep, and I want to watch a TV series for a while." April asked tentatively.

Sima Yue glanced at April, who had been trembling next to him, and refused directly: "Go back after eating, or I will buy you breakfast, who told you to act slowly." ”

Just as the two were talking, the owner of the shop put two servings of duck blood vermicelli soup in front of the two and said: "I have opened this shop for so many years, and it is the first time I have encountered such a scene. ”

A hint of excitement flashed in April's originally desperate eyes when she heard this.

April asked on the way home after finishing the powder: "Sister, Hongdou's wish is to let Wang Majie forget him, but I saw Wang Majie secretly tell you something, what is his wish." ”

Sima Yue, who was well-fed and drunk, was in a good mood and explained: "He begged me to keep the memory of him and Cui Yingying. ”

"You promised?"

"Of course, if there is no back story, then all this should have happened, no one will remember the existence of monsters, and there will not be any seemingly outrageous wild history handed down, in the long river of history, people will only remember a 20-year-old young talent, with his talent to attract Luoyang paper expensive, and even got the favor of the princess, but because of the existence of a wife and declined the princess. It's a pity that his wife died in childbirth, and he has not continued to live alone in a temple for 30 years, leaving only endless thoughts for his deceased wife. ”

"Sister, did you say the three of them did something wrong?"

"I don't know, their love is not a question of who is right and who is wrong, they are doing it right, and it is not an exaggeration to pursue it for their love, but to say that they are wrong, it is to blame them for falling in love with someone they shouldn't love."

"I don't understand..."

"Of course you don't understand, you're a bird, it's a problem that humans have spent thousands of years figuring out, if you let a bird figure it out casually, it's going to be bad, let's go, the store is still waiting to open."

"Ah, but I haven't slept all night."

"Ahh

In 722 A.D., a flat boat drifted in the wind in the water town south of the Yangtze River with the waves, except for the boatman, only two people sat on the boat.

"Brother Maha, why don't you write a poem about the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River and talk about the artistic conception."

After thinking for a moment, one filled up the ink pen and wrote slowly on the rice paper.

"Red beans are born in the south, a few branches are sent in spring, may you pick more, this thing is the most lovesick."

One person read it, and then praised: "It's really a good poem, I don't know what the name of this poem is." ”

Wang Majie looked at the graceful figure that appeared in his mind and smiled, and then quickly shook his head and said, "Jiang Shang has increased Li Guinian." ”