Wang saw the obvious change in her son's expression, she thought that at the beginning, Xiu Yuan would put so much pressure on him as soon as he came back, Wang regretted his recklessness a little, but Xiu Yuan looked at his mother, "How are they?"

Wang Shi paused, "Dao Chang is still like that, Mo Chou has lost a lot of weight, he is very haggard, and his face is not good. /”

Xiuyuan's guilt struck again, the girl with big round eyes used to love to laugh and talk, and now he can imagine what she looks like even if she doesn't meet.

"But don't worry, I'll tell someone to take care of them. Wang touched his son's hand, "Originally, I asked them to come back to live, but Mo Chou didn't want to, you know-"

Xiu Yuan nodded, and the Wang family stopped talking.

"You have a good rest," Wang left the room after one last look at his son.

Xiu Yuan waited for his mother to leave and returned to the bed to lie down, pillowing his arm and looking at the elegant curtain, this is home, his own room, there is a warm bed, a warm quilt, when the weather is cold, someone sent a warm stove, he sighed, turned around, looked at the familiar room that he had slept in for sixteen years, Xiu Yuan suddenly felt strange.

I don't know how long it took, Xiu Yuan didn't know how he fell asleep, and returned to the purple bamboo forest again.

There was a "fog" of fog, he "groped" and moved forward slowly, until he saw the familiar gate, high above, Xiu Yuan didn't understand why he came back here, he turned around and wanted to leave here, and at the moment of turning around, a voice stopped him.

"You're here. ”

Xiu Yuan turned around and saw the plain robe, and the Venerable One was standing on the steps of the door looking at him.

Xiu Yuan nodded unnaturally, "It's a dream." ”

The Venerable One's face is as calm as stagnant water, as if it has been precipitated by too many changes in wind and frost, so calm, no longer burdened by the feelings of the world.

And in his hand was still the string of Buddha beads missing, he slowly dialed the Buddha beads, and when he reached the vacancy, he would pause and then slowly turn around.

The door behind His Holiness opened, and he looked at Xiu Yuan, who understood that this was going to follow him in, and he stepped up the steps and followed him.

Xiu Yuan doesn't know why, there is a kind of magic here, no matter how anxious the mood will be calm here.

It's cold and quiet inside, just like when I first came.

Xiu Yuan looked at the back of the Venerable, and he didn't know why he felt that his back was much more lonely than his expression, like an old man in his last years, already old.

Xiu Yuan had an indescribable sadness in his heart, and when he returned to that room again, it was a Buddha hall, and His Holiness and Xiu Yuan each sat cross-legged.

Xiu Yuan looked at the incense burner in front of him, and he was "confused" in this illusory smoke.

His Holiness didn't speak, he still turned the Buddha beads, and he thought that he might know everything.

"I found the bead. Xiu Yuan paused, "But--I didn't listen to them, and I still insisted on giving the Buddha beads unswervingly." ”

The rotation in Venerable's hand suddenly stopped, and he was still expressionless.

Xiu Yuan bowed to His Holiness as if to make amends, and he could not look up at His Holiness's expression, but could only see the beads turning in his hand.

I don't know how long it took for His Holiness to speak, "I know. ”

Xiu Yuan didn't understand, he raised his head, His Holiness lowered his narrow eyes, Xiu Yuan could see his deep dark eyes, "You already know?"

His Holiness nodded, he no longer turned the Buddha beads, and with a flick of his sleeve, the cigarette smoke on the incense burner in front of him transformed, and he was drunk with the eyes of Xiuyuan.

Xiu Yuan saw a pair of eyes in the smoke, familiar eyes, dark and deep, looking at herself persistently, her eyes are still smart, there are many more animal sharpness, Xiu Yuan looked at the little fox, she curled up there, so small, but there are still nine very small tails behind her, Xiu Yuan's heart suddenly melted, that is unswerving.

Xiu Yuan smiled faintly, unconsciously.

Unswervingly looked at him persistently, so real, as if it was right in front of him, Xiu Yuan inadvertently raised his head and met the eyes of the Arhat, Xiu Yuan had a moment, "lost" confused.

There was sadness in Luohan's eyes, there was reluctance, and there was a lot of helplessness, which was a very rare look of an immortal, and he thought that Luohan was emotionless.

The smoke gradually cleared, and Luo Han withdrew his eyes, he looked at Xiu Yuan, who did not understand.

"Do you blame me?"

Luo Han didn't speak, the echo of Xiu Yuan could be heard in the room, and after a long time, Luo Han slowly raised his head, "Marriage will be destined by heaven, and it can't be forced or changed." ”

Xiu Yuan looked at Luohan, and the two of them stared at each other in this small space.

Sitting at the water's edge, a drop of water fell into the lake and stirred up a faint ripple, followed by drop after drop, unswervingly raised her head, it turned out to be raining, unswervingly raised her head, looked at the gray sky, she stretched out her hand to catch the rain, it was rootless water, gathered into a small pool in her palm.

Mo Chou walked out and looked at the back of the unsucked, and the unsucked seemed to feel something, and she turned her head to look at the woman in the drizzle.

Unswerving was stunned, Mo Chou looked at her, she hadn't seen her for a few days, Mo Chou had lost a lot of weight, Unswerving stood up and nodded to her, "Mo Chou." ”

Mo Chou didn't speak, she came with nothing, and she couldn't feel her anger and murderous aura, so she wasn't afraid, Mo Chou walked towards her until she was only a foot away from each other.

Mo Chou looked at her, Unswerving was really so beautiful that women were 'fascinated', she stared straight at her, and this gaze made Unswerd feel a little embarrassed.

"I'm not here to kill you, so you don't have to worry. Mo Chou slowly spit out a sentence.

Unswerving nodded, she understood that Mo Chou looked like a person who had died of heart, without hope, lifeless.

"Xiu Yuan, he's not here. ”

"I'm not here for him," Mo Chou replied.

I don't understand, "You came all the way to find me?"

Mo Chou nodded, looked at Mo Chou unswervingly, waiting for her to say something, but Mo Chou was unexpectedly calm, she looked at the lake, layer by layer of ripples stirred up by the rain*, and the two of them were gradually penetrated by the rain.

"I wanted to leave and never come back. Mo Chou said, "There is nothing left here that I am nostalgic for." ”

Unswerving was a little sad, listening to Mo Chou's story, how good her name is, Mo Chou, no sorrow.

Mo Chou smiled bitterly, "But I can't let go, I still don't have the courage to leave, I don't know where I'm going." ”

I don't know what I have to say to be good, what to say to appease Mo Chou's heart.

Mo Chou raised his head, and the rain flowed down his cheeks into the collar, "I used to think I would be happy." ”

Unswerving looked at Mo Chou sadly, Mo Chou was already full of sadness, she shook her head, "I used to think that I could also make Xiu Yuan very happy." ”

She paused, "I used to think that I was a human being and had an incomparable advantage, I used to think that Xiuyuan would not fall in love with a demon, until that day, I didn't know that I was so wrong that I couldn't control it." ”

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