Amorous parting since ancient times,

It's even more like the snub of the Qingqiu Festival.

Where do you wake up tonight?

The willow bank, the wind and the waning moon.

This past year should be a good day and a good time.

Even though there are thousands of styles, who can you talk to?

On early autumn mornings, the fog is always that big.

On the sheep intestine trail leading to the town outside the mountain, Ye Qing walked very slowly. Although it was slow, her steps were firm, and although her steps were firm, she still occasionally looked back at the way she had come......

Is she hesitating? Surely not, is she waiting for something, is she expecting something? No one knows!

The small riverside, which was already slightly bright, had already begun to fog. Looking at this gray sky, it seems that there is about to rain in autumn. In early autumn, there is always so much rain, just like sentimental people.

Lin Yifan, who couldn't sleep all night, suddenly became a little inexplicable. Because from the smallest to the largest, sleeping is one of the three major hobbies in his life. Therefore, in his world, he has never had insomnia at all. Even if you are often woken up by nightmares before, you will fall asleep quickly afterwards. Speaking of that nightmare, for some reason, it stayed after Lin Yifan was sixteen years old. That dream never appeared in Lin Yifan's mind.

Lin Yifan looked at the sky, which was already slightly shining, and suddenly a few drizzles kissed his forehead.

"It seems that the sky is in Cui and I'm going back, let's go!" Lin Yifan said to himself as he packed up his things and got up to look back.

......

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

Lin Yifan, who had already come to the square outside the hall, greeted the Yimei Taoist who was meditating and practicing in the Sanqing Palace. He was accustomed to such a strange Yimei Daoist today, because he had always had a lot of incomprehension about his master, so he didn't find it strange about this phenomenon. Seeing that the master ignored him, he was not annoyed. Then, he greeted Ye Qing's room.

"Senior sister, it's time for you to get up. ”

"Senior sister, the sun is drying your ass!"

......

Seeing that the sky was already bright, but Lin Yifan, who hadn't seen Ye Qing get up yet, couldn't help but secretly wonder in his heart: "It's strange, why is Senior Sister a little lazy today?"

"Get up!"

"Senior Sister ......"

......

Lin Yifan, who had repeatedly screamed a few times, still didn't get a response from Ye Qing, and he didn't call anymore. Maybe my senior sister has been too tired from practicing recently, and she slept too soundly today to hear it. Lin Yifan comforted himself as a matter of course. Seeing that there was no response from Ye Qing, he didn't plan to quarrel with her, let her sleep lazy! Lin Yifan thought while taking the brown mat back to the room alone and putting it aside. Then he came to the side of the bed and lay down, ready to sleep.

"Ouch hey......"

......

Suddenly, a scream rang out in the room, and after the sound, I saw Lin Yifan suddenly turn over on the bed, stretched out his palm and rubbed it, some of the back that made him hurt, and then reached out to find something that knocked on his back.

"What kind of ...... is this" After a moment, Lin Yifan had already found the thing that was knocking on his back.

"Huh...... How can there be a hairpin on the bed?" Lin Yifan held the object, and there was an indescribable strangeness in his heart.

Yes, the object that knocked on Lin Yifan's back was a hairpin. Through the faint light outside the window, an antique hairpin made of pure gold is imprinted into the eye. This hairpin Lin Yifan is both familiar and unfamiliar.

said that it was familiar because he knew that this was the most important thing in Ye Qing's life. Because, that was the only token left to her when her parents parted. said that it was strange because Lin Yifan had never seen Ye Qing wear her since he was a child.

Lin Yifan, who is smart by nature, has already felt bad at this moment. Rubbing down, he rushed to Ye Qing's room, but Ye Qing's room was already empty at the moment. Lin Yifan, who secretly screamed in his heart, immediately turned around and rushed towards the hall door, and when he came to the door, he turned to run towards the Sanqing Palace.

Outside the hut, it was already drizzling. Lin Yifan, who was standing outside the hall, could not take care of the little rain on his head. Just looked at the Yimei Taoist who was meditating in the hall in a daze.

"Master, is the senior sister gone......" With a worried mood, Lin Yifan still had the last glimmer of hope and asked Yimei Daoren.

People are like this many times, and they actually have results in their hearts. But they always want to find the exact answer from others. Lin Yifan, who is intelligent by nature, is no different.

"Master......" Lin Yifan saw that Yimei Daoist did not react, so he aggravated his tone.

Yimei Daoren, still meditating, still did not respond to Lin Yifan, who had been sitting here for a night, and the incense, candles, and paper money in front of him had long disappeared. Although he did not meditate for many years, he asked God. Although he knew that praying to God would not necessarily work. However, he knew that this was the only thing he could last do for his precious apprentice, and that was all there was to it.

Lin Yifan, who had been standing outside the hall for a long time, saw that his master did not react, he had already understood everything. At this moment, he didn't need an answer, and the master's silence was the best answer. He stopped talking, and then with a hint of resentment, he glanced at his master, and turned away.

"Yifan, you stop for me. ”

A somewhat old and majestic voice rang behind Lin Yifan's ears. Lin Yifan knew that it was a Yimei Daoist calling himself. But he couldn't care about the master's voice anymore.

At this time, he had already gotten up and stood out of the hall, and was standing outside the hall gate, seeing Lin Yifan in the rain, he didn't mean to stop at all, and he couldn't help but increase his tone and shouted: "Lin Yifan, you stop for me." ”

Lin Yifan, who was already running down the stone ladder, didn't seem to hear the voice of Yimei Daoren, but instead accelerated his pace.

"Lin Yifan ......" Before the words of Yimei Daoren were finished, Lin Yifan, I don't know if it was because the ground was too slippery, or because he was distracted by the master's voice, his feet slipped, he stumbled, and his body leaned back. It fell on the square in front of the hall with a thud. Lin Yifan, who fell to the ground, couldn't care about it for a long time, whether he fell heavily, whether it hurt or not, and whether the rain in the sky was heavy or not, he immediately turned over and wanted to run again.

Looking at Lin Yifan, who fell to the ground, with an eyebrow, he couldn't help but feel sorry for himself, an apprentice who not only gave him infinite hope, but also was extremely disappointed.

"Alas" After another long sigh in his heart, the tone of the Yimei Daoist also became kind: "Yifan, you stop, listen to me first......"

Lin Yifan, who had just gotten up, looked at the Yimei Daoist standing outside the hall gate, and there were too many puzzles in his heart, and he also had a trace of resentment about Yimei Daoren's performance today.

"Master, I know, what do you want to say, are you afraid that I won't let my senior sister go? Are you afraid that I will completely cut off your hope of reviving the mountain gate?"

"Yifan is not like this......"

"Master, isn't that really the case? If not, then you tell me, why did you let Senior Sister leave alone, but didn't tell me, now that I know, why did you stop me again?"

"Why, master, you tell me why. Lin Yifan, who was already a little hysterical, yelled at Lin Yifan, who was pulling him to grow up.

At this moment, Yimei Daoist himself knew that he didn't mean what Lin Yifan said, but he was already in his last years, and for a while, he really couldn't find the right words to defend himself. I could only look at Lin Yifan, who was covered in rain and cried in a mess.

Lin Yifan, whose face was full of rain or tears, looked at the person who had nothing to say, and could only express his unhappiness in his heart without holding back.

"Master, I'm not a three-year-old, I'm an adult, you know?"

"Yes, Senior Sister has her own dreams, and she also has the hope of revitalizing the mountain gate for us. Therefore, I will not be selfish to stop her from pursuing her dreams, let alone to realize your hope of reviving the mountain gate. Today I ...... I just want to send her off...... Send her off, see her once, you know?

"Now, if you have to stop me even if you want to stop me, master, I really ......."

"I ...... I...... I'm really going to hate you...... Hate my sister...... I'm really going to hate you for the rest of my life. Don't you think you're too selfish ...... me like this? Have you ever thought about me? Have you ever cared about my feelings?"

These words, Lin Yifan said every word, and he said it resolutely.

Lin Yifan has been kind-hearted since he was a child, so he has never hated anyone, nor has he said that he wants to hate anyone.

Even when he was a child, he didn't work hard, and his master beat him so hard and scolded him, he never said that he would hate his master. Now because of his senior sister's non-farewell, he said for the first time who he wanted to hate, and the people he wanted to hate were still his dearest and beloved master and sister.

He really can't be blamed for this, because of the depth of his love, so he is responsible. So Lin Yifan said so resolutely, and said so word-for-heart.

"For so many years, I wasn't ...... Don't want to press ...... The path you arranged for me to move forward, but I really don't know...... Why do I want to cultivate, I really don't know. Senior sister worked so hard, so hard, but that was what she was willing, so she was happy, she was happy. ”

"But what about me, although I don't work hard, I don't work hard, but I am often beaten and scolded by you, but I don't blame you, I don't blame you. Do you understand, master?"

Looking at Lin Yifan, who was already extremely sad in front of him, Yimei raised his footsteps, stepped down the stairs outside the hall tremblingly, and walked to the square step by step.

At this moment, he can still take care of his old age, where can he still take care of it, the sky is full of wind and rain outside.

He slowly came to Lin Yifan's face, raised his trembling hand, and wiped Lin Yifan's cheeks that could no longer tell whether it was rain or tears with his dry palm. Wiped and wet, wet and rubbed.

"Alas...... Yifan, you go and put ...... Go and ......" With the helpless and heart-wrenching sigh of the Yimei Daoist, the Yimei Daoist, who was already a little wet, stopped what he was doing

movements, slowly towards his room.

Looking at the back of the master turning to leave, Lin Yifan's heart couldn't help but twitch. At this moment, he finally found out that his master was really old. Seeing the master enter the gate, Lin Yifan turned around and flew towards the stone stairs outside the huge square.

The Yimei Taoist who had already entered the room looked out of the door, and Lin Yifan was in a daze where he once stood. At the moment, in his heart. I finally realized that something was wrong.