These are two worlds.

Thick walls block the cold wind, and strong candles drive away the endless darkness.

It is the firelight that reflects the red cheeks, the hot tea that fills the warmth, the love and mercy, the kindness and the comfort, the steadfastness and the tranquility, and the true destination.

It's home.

People's homes, homes are people, and only people have homes.

There are also homeless people.

It's two worlds, under the same sky.

Not far away.

"Cry, cry, cry, cry to death, you dead girl!" Mu Yaoran frowned and said evilly: "The words are what you said, and the people were picked by you, what else do you want?" On the side, Yuan Yan'er cried even more fiercely at the moment, crying until her eyes were red and swollen and tears fell into her clothes, and she looked pitiful: "I, I, woo-" Granny Mu sighed, slowly shook her head and said: "Don't talk about her, you didn't say it to Changtian back then, hey, I cried so much that I turned my back on it." Mu Yaoran's face turned red: "Mother, it's been eight hundred lifetimes ago, how can you remember!" Speaking and sneering: "Hmph, this girl has never taken the surname Mu to heart!" Granny Mu let out a long sigh, slowly shook her head and said: "Yes, there is also a kid surnamed Su, you have cried for others eight hundred times, and people don't even look at you." ”

"Mother!" Mu Yaoran shouted, embarrassed and annoyed for a while, and only for a while, and then grinned: "Mo Da Beauty, back then, you weren't-" "Presumptuous! Let's talk about tearing up your stinky mouth!" Granny Mu raised her crutches angrily, but the corners of her eyebrows and eyes were smug smiles. Mu Yaoran knew it, and said proudly: "Fortunately, the old wood has the ability, tsk, fight out of the siege and embrace the beauty, so that there is this girl——"

The old wood is the old wooden road, and it must be the old wooden road, the big waves wash the sand, but the old wooden road is a piece of wood, which cannot be washed off. Granny Mu sighed again, held her cane and nodded, put it down again, and smiled. Her only daughter, Miss Mu Yaoran, also smiled, and she smiled brightly. In this way, it seems that the characteristics of the same family style are inherited, and it must be one-to-many, or many-to-one, which is also a tradition. Miss Yuan was already stunned and forgot to cry for a while. It's not a big deal, it's all people who have come over, and they understand it very well. Granny Mu smiled and asked: "Good granddaughter, why are you crying?" Yuan Yan'er lowered her head and sobbed: "I, I, I just feel uncomfortable in my heart!" Mu Yaoran smiled and said: "Uncomfortable, uncomfortable, uncomfortable?" Yuan Yan'er was silent for a while, and suddenly smiled: "No, Yan'er doesn't regret it, Yan'er has never regretted it!"

That is true.

Mu Yaoran smiled: "The person in your heart is him, right?"

That is true.

Granny Mu sighed, "It's always been him, hasn't he?"

That is true.

Yuan Yan'er smiled, like a pear flower with rain: "Yan'er said that it was him, it was him, it was always him!"

Yes, that's right, you like me and I love him, you have your reason and I have my say. He is Yue Ling, he is not Fang Yin, he is the first choice and the only choice, he is true love and true love. Yes, that's the case, sympathy is not love, pity is not love, she just feels sorry for you when she cries, and she doesn't actually have to feel sorry for you at all, because love doesn't need to be worthy of others, as long as she is worthy of herself-

own heart.

There is no knot, why bother to untie it?

Granny Mu smiled: "Go ahead." ”

Mu Yaoran sighed: "He's waiting for you!"

Courtyard, doorway, light shower, shadow in pairs.

"You're here. Yue Ling smiled and stared, the faint yellow light shadow reflected on his cheek, and the faint scratch: "Look-"

On the hills in the distance, in the hazy light and shadow, a figure stood alone.

Yuan Yan'er didn't look at it, Yuan Yan'er was just staring at the person in front of her, and said softly: "Yan'er made her own opinion, will you be angry?" Yue Ling smiled and said: "Yue Ling can't ask for it." Yuan Yan'er lowered her head and said softly: "Yan'er knows, but in her heart, always, always, she can't help it." Yue Ling sighed lightly and smiled again: "I understand." ”

October 16 is the day of great joy for the two.

It was Yuan Yan'er twenty and Yue Ling twenty-one.

It is a match made in heaven for talented women and women, and the two of them are also willing to come true.

It's just that there is one more Fang Daoist.

Of course, more is also more white, and Daoist Fang is just an episode, that's all.

This matter is exactly Miss Yuan's intention, persistence, and determination, Yuan Yan'er is a girl who is soft on the outside and strong on the inside.

After a while, Yue Ling smiled and said, "Sister Yan, your family is very good, really good." ”

After a while, Yuan Yan'er looked up and smiled: "Brother Ling, you are also very good, really good." ”

The two smiled at each other, and their hearts were compatible.

Hello and I'm good, everyone is very good, but there is also a Yin brother.

Brother Yin is Daoist Fang, Daoist Fang stood alone on the hill, at this time his heart was turbulent and hated the sea, and his mind was still at war between heaven and man, hesitating whether he should rush in and kill the Quartet and snatch his beloved woman.

Fang Yin can't see, Fang Yin can't hear-

"Go back, it's cold. Yue Ling said lightly, and his words were full of thoughtfulness.

"Well, you'll go back sooner, too. Yuan Yan'er nodded slightly, but she didn't move.

"I'm leaving. Yue Ling was about to turn around, as slow as an old man.

"You, walk slowly. Yuan Yan'er said politely, but she also wanted to talk.

Yue Ling didn't leave, for a long time, he looked at him and said: "Sister Yan should know, my heart is like you!"

The pear blossom rain is still brought, the delicate face is red, Yan'er is happy, and she can't say: "Brother Ling, Brother Ling." ”

This is called love and affection, that is, the mountain alliance and sea vow, the warmth is infinite, the joy is infinite, needless to say, needless to say.

I understand it.

Only suffered from Daoist Fang, one person.

These are two worlds, two worlds under the same sky, not far apart, two worlds that are not far apart, joy and sorrow, gathering and dispersing, light and darkness coexisting! Who looks at the light but is like a blind man, allowing himself to be swallowed up by endless darkness? Who stands there lonely, lonely, and let the jealous and vicious thoughts intermingle with the timid and cowardly heart? The moonlight does not shine, and the stars do not shine, it is the sorrow born for love in the heart, which has been resounding between heaven and earth for thousands of years.

There is no chanting, like a song.

Heaven and earth lose their color, and the wind sings

The darkness spreads endlessly, roaring and whimpering

I lose you, I lose myself, only loneliness, loneliness consumes me

I can't say you don't love me anymore

Once had the dream who sang the song

Finally broken, tears flowed in the wind

I was sad, I was heartbroken, but I didn't want to go, I saw something

Tears will dry and say that I love you

If this is the result, who arranged for me

If this is the doomed end, I have to say why I am so lost

The sad and helpless fate echoed in his chest, but he couldn't say anything

And I just want to roar this earth to this day, and what about crying blood

Goodbye my love, I know you don't love me

I was like a candle swaying in the wind, trembling with tears and extinguished

-- Haunting in the ears, nostalgic in the heart.

- Do not say, but say, I love you.

- I still love you, even if you don't love me, even if I have lost the right to love.

- I still love you, even if I lose the strength to love.

-- No complaints, no regrets, just because of love.