Chapter Seventy-Three: Right and Wrong

Four people out of town.

Entering the city again, there were only two people left.

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Lan Gui thought that when her sister parted with Bai Yunhuan, she should have taken ten steps and entered the city, but found that her sister did not look back once.

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"It's cold. ”

Lan Gui looked at her sister who was walking slowly in front of her, and said softly.

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In fact, Qiumei walks with people, almost never walks in front of people, and mostly follows behind people silently.

It's just that Lan Gui knows that when she was a child, when her sister was punished for herself, she would protect her like this.

"What's wrong?"

Qiumei turned around and said with a smile:

"Do you feel cold?"

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Lan Gui shook her head helplessly, thinking about it, it seemed that every time something bad happened to her sister and herself, it was this kind of gloomy and cold bad weather.

Qiu Mei seemed to know what her sister was thinking, took two steps forward, and gently took Lan Gui's hand.

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In the rain.

These sisters have always been dependent on each other since they were children.

To die.

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Outside the city, in a galloping carriage.

Suffering and Chu are not straight, and their faces are as resolute as mountain stones.

The two sat upright and kneeling in front of the carriage door.

like soldiers guarding their king.

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In fact.

Yi Chu Buwei and the temperament of the two suffered, it is impossible to exchange the deaths of Qiu Mei and Lan Gui for the lives of the two.

Chu Buwei and suffering have never been people who are afraid of death and seek life.

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It's just that.

Chu Buwei and Suffering know Bai Yunhuan very well. The Fusang Festival is just around the corner, and at that time, Bai Yunhuan, who has always guarded the three of them from harm, will definitely go to the gate.

At that time, Bai Yunhuan will die.

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Whether it's suffering or Chu Buwei, he doesn't think that death is a terrible thing.

But the two were very afraid, and the one who had done so much silently as the shopkeeper also died together.

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The people of the world, the things of the world.

I can't tell what is right or wrong, there are too many.

Qiu Mei is willing to die for Bai Yunhuan, Qiu Mei is wrong? Lan Gui is willing to die for her sister who grew up with her, Lan Gui is wrong? Chu Buwei and suffering for Bai Yunhuan can only watch the sisters die, Chu Buwei and suffering are wrong?

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Many years ago, the creation of China.

On the cliff in front of the Bai family's house, Xiaobai and his father sat on the grassy flat ground on the top of the cliff.

On the grassy flat ground, the green grass mixed with the smell of earth fills the air with a unique natural fragrance.

Perhaps it is that the Creation Divine State is located in the heavenly dome and is not located in the human world.

Therefore, the heavens and the earth that created Shenzhou have always been a snow-white sea of clouds.

The sun rises in the east, and the golden round sun, in the snow-white sea of clouds, leaks half of the face that shines on all things.

Xiaobai sat cross-legged, with black hair and a clean face.

In the sun, Xiaobai looks full of vitality.

Looking at the boundless sea of clouds, Xiaobai asked:

"Dad, I read the book that the world has always been cold rain in the morning and wind in the evening. Some people live their whole lives doing things they don't like, and some people, even if they do things they don't like, they can't live for a lifetime, is this true?"

The dashing man nodded, a little helpless that his son's mind was precocious.

He replied, "It's true." ”

"It's just that how old are you kid, why do you ask this kind of question?"

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The man noticed that after Xiaobai heard his answer, his eyes seemed to be a little more unhappy. Come to think of it, this kid's sentimentality is indeed with her mother.

The man asked again:

"Why, do you feel that this world is full of suffering, and feel sorry for them?"

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Xiaobai didn't speak.

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The man smiled, smiled freely, and asked Xiaobai a question that was not related to the previous at all, and said:

"Boy, when you and your sister were born, I named you 'Yun' and your sister 'Huan', do you know why?"

Xiao Bai rolled his eyes, and after a while, he replied slowly:

"It may be that after me and the silly girl were born, you went out and saw this sea of clouds in front of our house, and your heart was very happy. ”

"He named me Yun, and the silly girl Huan. ”

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The man was dumbfounded.

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It took a long time for the man to come back to his senses, slapped his palm on Xiaobai's head, and scolded with a smile:

"Stinky boy. ”

"Your father is so unbearable in your eyes, and he can give you both this name so casually?"

Xiaobai was slapped on the top of his head, but it didn't hurt, but Xiaobai didn't like others to touch his head, shook his head, Xiaobai said:

"That's right, if you name me and the stupid girl so casually, grandpa will definitely beat you. ”

The man laughed and said:

"It's true that both of us have been beaten by your grandfather. ”

"It's just... When it comes to naming you and Huanhuan, your grandfather didn't beat me, but said that the two names I gave you are beautiful. ”

Xiaobai turned his head to look at his father and said:

"Then Daddy, you tell me. ”

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The man smiled and said yes.

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"What you said about the world, the cold rain in the morning and the wind in the evening, is indeed true, and the things that the world does not want to be self-conscious and born are indeed true. Some people are born and die, and they never go out of the land where they were born; some people spend their whole lives helpless and lonely; and some people live in a mixed life, walking through tens of thousands of days on earth, and finally sleeping in the soil as if they had never lived; it can be said that the suffering in the world is not only true, but it will only be much more bitter and tiring than you know now. ”

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"But it doesn't matter. ”

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The man stretched out his hand, picked a tender early grass root and put it in his mouth, and said:

"Someone else is someone else after all, you always have to live your own life. No matter how strong or weak you think you are, in fact, for others, no one has time to care about you; even if it is what you and I say, those people in the world who will never be in a place in their lives will not live if they listen to us?"

"So Xiaobai, you must remember that no matter when, you are yourself. ”

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In the sea of clouds, the clouds are rolling and soothing.

The man stretched out a hand, pointed to the sea of clouds, and said:

"I named you 'Cloud' in the hope that you would be like the clouds in the heavens and the earth. ”

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"Move with your heart, be at peace with what happens. ”

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"Whether it's in the world, or in heaven and earth, you can do it all the time and everywhere. ”

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Between heaven and earth, the strongest sword god in the world with a sword said some small truths word by word to his son, who is not suitable for using a sword.

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