Heyang City under Qingyun Mountain

The white clouds are long. A breeze. Relax. Drink and have fun alone. In the city of Heyang. There are more and more people coming here these days, even the inn in the town. No matter how big or small, it's full of people. In Shanhaiyuan, Zhang Xiaofan sat alone on the edge of the window. Drinking sullen wine,

Keep your head down. Look at the clear wine in the glass. Slightly fluctuating surface. It's like a mirror. Put your own face. Reflected in the cup. But. But it is gradually blurring. Turned into a woman in green and picked up the wine glass. Raise your head and drink. It is extremely sweet. but it is like a consuming fire. Savoring the wine, he never forgot the dream. The little ash on the table didn't care about his master, and continued to drink his wine and eat his delicacies. He raised his head and looked out the window, and there was an endless stream of pedestrians coming and going on the street. Drain the last drop of wine. Get out of the restaurant.

Caomiao Village, once home. He stood in front of a thatched hut for a long time, his lonely figure lined with the slowly falling sunset, like a statue, which has been experienced for thousands of years, and has seen through the sorrows of this world. It's just that how can he see through this past? Too many obsessions, too many attachments..... ignore it, I am already a husband, that blue shadow...... No matter, for her sake, forget her; For the sake of love, give up love. That's it, is it really okay?

"Even if all the treasures of the world are placed in front of my eyes, it is not as good as the sleeve you wipe the bamboo for me." "It's not as good as the sleeve you wiped the bamboo for me...... You wipe this sleeve of bamboo for me...... Wipe this sleeve of the bamboo...... Sleeves...... Sleeves" Baguio's voice was still echoing in my ears a moment ago, but at this moment, it suddenly became extremely illusory, as if it was an echo and slowly faded away!

The crisp and pleasant sound of wind chimes came to my ears. He heard the prestige. The emerald green rag. Still tied to the eaves, fluttering with the wind. "Baguio" softly called the name. He walked slowly under the eaves. Look at the rags. Reach out. Remove the rags. Keep your head up. Looking at the white clouds and fluttering blue sky. He whispered, "Goodbye!" "That faint longing. It has been deposited in my heart for I don't know how many years. Gently wave your hand. The rags were blown up by the wind. Flew into the distance. Zhang Xiaofan's figure. has turned into blue light and flown away.

Xiaozhufeng Meditation Hall

Xiaozhu Peak, the only peak where all female disciples are located, is naturally a relatively deserted place. But tonight it was candlelit and bustling with voices, with occasional laughter. Everyone got together and talked and laughed.

Most of Xiao Zhufeng's disciples have been together for more than ten years, although they are not sisters, but the family affection between them is closer than that of sisters. Seeing that the sisters were chatting happily, Lu Xueqi also had a rare faint smile on her face. "Alas, Senior Sister, why don't you see Senior Brother Zhang today?" Wen Min asked.

Lu Xueqi replied: "He is a little bored. So I went down the mountain and went for a walk. "Isn't there going to be another incident?" "Senior sister, you're thinking too much, then again, how about you and Senior Brother Song?" Wen Min sighed and replied, "That elm head, since he took over the first position, has been cultivating every day, but his progress is slow. He was anxious, and he was visibly thinner. But he doesn't want me to worry, and he always smirks perfunctory in front of me. Actually, I can't see it. can only better regulate his diet and daily life, and hope to wish him to achieve his wish as soon as possible. ”

"Hehe, Senior Sister, a kind man like Senior Brother Song has a deep affection for you, don't worry, Senior Brother Song is wise and foolish, and now he is just encountering a bottleneck, and after that, he will be able to get twice the result with half the effort." Among the sisters, Lu Xueqi and Wen Min are the best, so they can best express their hearts with her.

Wen Min also smiled: "It's good that my elm head has half of yours." Hearing this, Lu Xueqi's face turned red and said, "Senior sister, you are kidding me again." Wen Min chuckled lightly and continued to laugh with the other sisters. After more than two hours of trouble, everyone gradually dispersed. The night is deep, the earth is silent, everything seems to have fallen asleep, a round of beautiful silver moon hangs in the sky, endless silver light sprinkles all over the earth, like a gentle hand, a little cool, and so beautiful, on the way back to the house, the breeze blows, the bamboo forest makes a sound, Lu Xueqi looks up at the starry sky, thinks of the joke of the senior sister, and shows a happy face.

Jing Zhu Xuan

As soon as she opened the door, she saw him standing in the room waiting for her, she was stunned for a long time before she said, "You..... When did you get back? Zhang Xiaofan smiled: "It's been a long time since I came back, but I didn't want to disturb you, so I came back here and waited for you." Looking at his face, a smile flashed on Lu Xueqi's flawless face.

"What do you think?" Lu Xueqi asked, and Zhang Xiaofan said, "It's much better, and I've figured out some things." After speaking, he took out a small box from his arms and said, "Give it to you." She took the box. When I opened it, it was a necklace, and in the middle of the chain was a lifelike snow lotus carved from jade. Looking at the ornaments in the box, Lu Xueqi let out a low shout, and then slowly raised her head and looked at the man in front of her. "Do you like it?" He said softly.

Women love jewelry, and they are naturally happy to see it. But in Lu Xueqi's heart, more sweetness is because he sent it. It was he who chose it for himself and gave it to himself for the first time. How can you not make yourself happy? Gently stroked the snow lotus jade, and said happily: "I like it very much." There was also a burst of sweetness in his heart, and he took a step forward, thinly, gently, and wiped the dust and slight beads of sweat off his face for the man in front of him. The figure of the woman in white in front of me gradually overlapped with the red or green in her memory. In the past, in Dazhufeng, that touch of red was also after he clumsily finished his homework or finished cooking, he wiped the traces on his face like a sister who loved her younger brother.

And the once unforgettable green, but in the miserable wind and rain of a person, in the back mountain blankly facing tomorrow, erased the sadness and fear for himself. And in front of her, on the peerless face that I saw pity, I could see the upturned corners of her mouth and all the tenderness ejected from her eyes.

It's been ten years, when she was about to hit the treasure house of heaven and earth, but she turned her head and smiled at herself with difficulty, when she bravely said the three words "I don't want to", when she held a cold body in her arms and brought him a trace of warmth with the warmest tenderness in the world. He finally understood her intentions,

When the gentle wattle was about to brush his cheek, he reached out and held the tenderness. She looked up at the person who had already been deeply seared into her heart and was smiling at her, her warm hands clasping herself tightly in his equally warm arms. Myself, I can clearly feel his breathing, his heartbeat... If this is the moment, it is permanent, even if the eternity becomes a permanent cage, what does it matter?