You miss him so much......

Emotions are like poison, and they are incomprehensible things in this world!

I miss him so much, but who doesn't want him?

Don't the old man want to?

If not, why would he want to come back?

Every grass and tree here is dyed with the smell of white clothes..... The mountains full of bamboos seem to be his proud bones!

The old man's words made the woman's eyes wet instantly.

"I often wonder...... If I hadn't wanted him to go to the demon world with me, would there have been no follow-ups? The woman murmured softly.

"He won't meet Dapeng in the demon world, and he won't be spurned by the world!"

"I won't leave the demon world sadly and face everything in the nine heavens alone......"

The woman's hands trembled, her head bowed deeply, and the moistness in her eyes was like an endless stream of pain.

"He chose to use his life to save the people in this world, and then left alone."

"Xu is already disappointed in the people of this world......

Back then, he said: The world is pitiful, what does it have to do with him?

It seemed that at that time, he knew what he would face after accompanying her to the demon world......

But he went anyway!

At that time, he was ready. And everything that followed really confirmed his preparation.

The world is the enemy......

What kind of thing he carried in his heart, no one in this world knows. I only know that he hid at the moment of extreme sadness, but he continued to lay out the catastrophe of the whole world.

There are only a few people in this world who understand him.

He is a reader, and a reader has a pedantry that the world does not understand. The ambition in his heart also became the last straw that crushed him.

If...... He has not faced the abuse of the world, will his layout still be like this?

Perhaps, he would have chosen another way.

Instead of leaving the world that was so sad to him......

He is like a flower blooming in this world, and this flower contains the expectations and entrustment of those people to him. But too many people, when they see this flower blooming on the cliff, will only laugh at its choice like an idiot......

"He never owes us anything......" the woman's eyes sparkled.

shouldn't let him go to the demon world, shouldn't let him solve the chaos in the demon world, it has nothing to do with him......

The old man's teacup in the woman's hand was put and taken, and those past events were thought about and ......

I miss him so much...

yes, I miss him so much!

The thoughts are like a tide, starting from the smallest places, and then surging like a wave of a storm.

It's overwhelming......

The back of the white clothes when they left back then was gloomy and lonely. How much she regretted it, how much she misses it now!

The flowers on the other side that bloom all over the nine heavens and ten earths are so dazzling.

The old man opened his mouth and looked down at the scenery under the small bamboo forest, how he hoped that the white clothes would come back again, and then drink tea with him.

He misses him too, that's the only disciple he has in this body.

His disciple is like a piece of jade, pure and sexual. On the medicine mountain of the Yun Sect back then, when he faced the risk of his identity being revealed and said goodbye to him, he risked endless danger and walked into his eyes.

He said, "Come and say goodbye..."

However, he clearly just didn't want to deceive himself, a lonely old man.

The woman said that he chose to lay out everything with his own death because of his disappointment in the world. But the old man knew that this was not the case.

He is still that gentle person, and the so-called layout is just his helpless move.

Because he has too many people in his heart, but he forgets himself......

As the woman said, he owes nothing to anyone!

Cottages, bamboo forests, stone tables.

Everything is still the same as before, except for one person missing.

The wind rolled up the clouds, and the clouds and mist swayed in the heavens and the earth with indescribable feelings.

The old man looked at the mist, his eyes were hazy, and he seemed to see the white clothes slowly walking towards him......

The white clothes are still the same as they were back then, with white clothes and white hair, dancing like jade.

The old man looked at the white robe, shook his head with a wry smile, and muttered to himself.

"Apprentice, the old man has been seeing you more and more often lately......"

"In my dreams, I was dazzled...... I can always see you in various scenes! Is it because the limit of the division is approaching? ”

"A few days ago, I dreamed that you asked me about the amphibious Danshu ......."

The old man slowly lowered his head, as if he was not surprised by the sight of the white clothes.

Yes, I've been dreaming of white clothes more and more lately.

Even this day saw him......

"I'm back......"

A voice rang out... The voice echoed melodiously in front of the door of the hut.

In the sound of the bamboo leaves, this voice seemed to drown out all the sounds in the world.....

The old man shuddered violently and looked up again.

But he saw that the white clothes had already walked in front of him!

The woman stiffly clenched the tea cup in her hand and turned her head to look......

The ground was full of dead bamboo leaves that had fallen in previous years, and a white dress stepped on the fallen leaves, looking at them. The white-clothed eyes were red, as if they were not hallucinating.

The old man looked at the white clothes in a daze, as if he didn't believe it.

He slowly stood up and greeted him in a trance......

The appearance of the white clothes gradually became clear, and the person in the memory gradually coincided, as if it had come for thousands of years, and there was no change.

The old man opened his mouth, tremblingly raised his old hand, and stroked the cheek of the white robe.

The moment the palm touched the face, the real touch was like a light breeze, rolling up the waves of the heart......

The old man withdrew his hand violently, looking at his hand as if confused.

The hallucinations are so real, is it really time for me to leave?

Bai Yi gently grabbed the old man's hand and put it back on his face, looking at the old man in front of him in the twilight, he couldn't help but shed tears.

"Master, I'm Jing Yan..."

"I really...... It's back! ”

Rumble!

The wrinkles on the old man's face squeezed out deep furrows.

The woman on the side raised her eyes and looked at the white clothes, as if she was distracted.

This dreamlike scene seemed too unreal in the eyes of the two.

So much so that they can't believe it......

Bai Yi looked at the two people in a trance in front of him, slowly took a few steps back, and gently closed his eyes.

A golden light lit up at the feet of the white clothes, and the bright light spread out like a stream of water, covering the front of the small bamboo house.

Where the golden light passed, white flowers slowly bloomed......

The flowers on the other side, like the appearance of the year in memory, bloomed all over the door of this hut!

A small bamboo house,

A stone table,

A teapot,

Threesome...

Flowers all over the ground......

Everything seems to be back to the way it was back then, nothing has changed!

The woman looked at the white clothes, flicked her sleeves to cover her mouth, and the crystal dew in her eyes crackled...

The sentence "I miss him so much" can no longer be said!

The old man also looked at the white clothes in a trance, and then suddenly smiled.....

"How?"

Bai Yi opened his eyes and nodded deeply at the old man with a tearful smile.

"It's okay......"

How to go away, how to go through, how to return...

It's okay to go away, it's okay to go through, it's okay to come back...

The white parrot chases the bright moon, and the dry boat travels to the open sea.

Everything you do is suffering, and everything you see is good!

All the best!