There was only infinite tenderness in his eyes: "I can't come back, and now I have lost my only half-life for you." ”

He stroked her face and said, "The Buddha gave me nine and a half lives, but my love needs ten lives, and I don't have the other half." If 10,000 years in purgatory can give me another half of my life, I will be an asura again. ”

He lay quietly in her arms, gone forever.

"Why do you want to do this, who sues me why?" the woman cried, and at this moment, her heart was broken.

"I have come to sue you why, I have come to sue you for his love for you. Yiyun yelled excitedly, his chest rising and falling.

The streamer is revealed, and the milky white light waves envelop the entire rose garden

A proud cat walks through a beautiful flower, he doesn't fall in love with a single flower, he falls in love with a white butterfly.

The flowers show the beauty to the cat, but the cat pays no attention to it.

It says to the butterfly, "I love you".

Butterfly thinks that the cat's sincerity is not enough.

The butterfly said, "I have never seen an ice lotus on the highest peak in the world, will you give it to me?"

The cat is gone, he goes to the highest peak in the world. But his fur was too thin, and he died of cold on the way before he could pick the ice lotus.

The cat saw the Buddha, and the Buddha said to the cat, "You have nine lives, and now you have eight left." ”

The cat knew that his fur was too thin to pick ice lotus, so he begged the Buddha to help him.

The Buddha said, "You have to exchange one life for an ice lotus." ”

The cat readily agreed.

He got the ice flower and lost a life.

The cat brought back the ice flower, and the butterfly was delighted.

The butterfly said, "I like purple corals under the sea, can you give it to me?"

The cat went to the sea, but he couldn't swim and soon drowned.

The cat saw the Buddha again, and he begged the Buddha to give him purple coral.

He was willing to trade his life for it.

He got purple coral.

The cat only has five lives left.

He came back with purple coral to meet the butterflies.

The butterfly was happy, but she said, "You're such a good cat." If you can make a shooting star streak across the sky, I'll fall in love with you. ”

The cat was helpless, he couldn't figure out how to make a meteor cross the sky.

At this time, he thought of the Buddha, but he knew that he could only see the Buddha when he died.

So the cat did not hesitate to puncture his heart with one claw.

When the cat saw the Buddha, he said, "Almighty Buddha, can you give me a shooting star?" ”

The Buddha said, "You only have four lives left, if you give them all to me, I will make a meteor in the sky." ”

The cat said, "I do, but I want you to let me go back to earth once." ”

The Buddha agreed.

The cat went back, and he came to a large plain with butterflies.

Night. A bright meteor streaks down in the sky, and it is extremely gorgeous.

The butterfly saw the beautiful shooting star, she felt that the cat was great, and she fell in love with the cat.

The cat didn't even have a life now, and he knew that his life would disappear like a meteor.

But he loved butterflies, and butterflies love him now.

But cats have lost the ability to love butterflies.

The infatuated cat was afraid that the butterfly would be sad after it died, so after thinking about the long pain rather than the short pain, he said to the butterfly: "Actually, I don't love you." ”

The butterfly cried, and she hated the cat for teasing her feelings.

The cat is gone. He wants to leave as soon as the meteor disappears.

The meteor finally disappeared from the sky, and the cat disappeared from sight.

The cat saw the Buddha, and the Buddha said, "You have lost a single life, for love." Is it worth it?" the cat hesitated for a moment.

He felt that even if he made a choice, he would still do it, but he was very unwilling, but there was nothing he could do.

The Buddha told the cat that he could stay. Buddhahood.

But the cat chose to go to purgatory, he said, "If I go to purgatory for a thousand years, can you give me another life?"

The Buddha said, "There is no precedent for this. So no. ”

The cat pleaded, "Give me only half a life." ”

The Buddha agreed.

The cat fights in purgatory, darkness, loneliness, fear, and endless fighting every day like a sharp knife into the cat's heart.

The cat became an asura in purgatory.

Even the Buddha felt that the cat had become a ruthless god of war.

A thousand years of fighting, a thousand years of suffering, a thousand years of cold-bloodedness, a thousand years of tenderness, a thousand years of waiting, a thousand years of forging.

A thousand years later, the cat came out of purgatory, and the asura became a gentle cat again.

The cat dragged half its life back to the world.

He found the butterfly, and the cat said, "I love you so much." ”

Butterfly doesn't believe in cats, she still hates cats.

With her white smile, the butterfly said, "Can you find me the most beautiful flower in the world?".

The cat is gone, he is going to find the most beautiful flower in the world for the butterfly, he wants to prove his love.

The cat found the rose, and for the rose to bloom more beautifully.

Cats kill people and drain their blood.

Because the blood of the virgin is the best nourishment for the rose.

When the flowers bloom, the nutrients are not enough, and the flowers are not beautiful enough.

It watered the roses red with its own painstaking efforts.

The cat comes back with roses to meet the butterflies.

Butterfly asks the cat, "Do you really love me?"

The cat nodded.

The butterfly said, "I won't believe it unless you die in front of me." ”

The cat laughed, smiling sadly.

Because he only has half a life.

The cat pulled out the heart, and he let his tears drip on the heart.

Butterfly finally understands that the cat didn't lie to her.

Cats disappear forever from the world.

If there is an afterlife, I still have to say that I have no regrets about my choice.

Yiyun and Ye Qingmei watched this quietly and silently.

Love to the depths, and die without regrets.

He lay quietly in her arms, forever gone.

Although he was gone, his heart was tightly tied to her.

She hugged his gradually cold body, tears of remorse.

The roses stained red by blood are in full bloom so grandly and delicately.

You can also clearly see the dark red blood stains on the petals.

She tore them off one by one and spread them around the two of them.

Bury yourself in it, let the tears fall, let the blood be mottled.

She picked up the petals and sprinkled them.

There was no sound, and it fell like a mournful funeral.

"If we have a beginning in the next life, I will definitely love you well, I will not be so willful, I will doubt you like this, I will definitely love you with all my love"

A raging flame enveloped them, and tongues of fire swept through the rose garden until all of them burned out.

Yiyun was twitching violently in his heart, he didn't like this feeling very much, he was so distressed.

Love is a pair of hands that can stretch and contract, and it is two hearts that know cold and heat.

When love and happiness come knocking on the door, you can't turn a blind eye, you can't turn a deaf ear.

We can't say no to love.

Don't refuse happiness either.

The end of love is like this withered rose petal, leaving a lingering fragrance, but hiding sorrow.

Fate has long woven a tragic plot, and people can only do a good job of the characters in it and interpret the plot to the fullest.

Rose, representing love.

And the thorn is the beginning of the end of the story.

When the qiē is over, who remembers who was moved by whom and who was heartbroken by whom?

Some stories don't have to be told to everyone.

Some grief may not be understood by everyone.

Happiness will always be happy.

Pain is always pain.

Roses have long had a smile.

Its flamboyance is the blood he sheds.

On the blood-dripping rose, whose blood infected that red?

In the blur of blood and tears, who left those wounds? (To be continued......)