Déjà vu.

At that moment, Fang Yin fell into a dream several times, and his mind was blank, only these four words suddenly came -

Déjà vu!

It's still the white and tender face, or the long black hair, or the crescent-like eyes, or the delicate nose and red lips, it's her, it's her, it's her, she wears a light green dress and a goose yellow light shirt, standing quietly in front of her like a beautiful and fresh lotus!

Fang Yin couldn't speak, she didn't speak, the two of them sat and stood quietly looking at each other, the strands on their foreheads were still in their hands. Not only is it a little strange, but it seems to be a little raw, I haven't seen it for a year, how long has it been? Not for a long time, all kinds of things in front of the Sansheng Stone seem to be yesterday, and it seems to be a long time, it seems that three lives have passed, three lives! Suddenly, my heart was sad, countless grievances, bitterness, excitement, ecstasy, and thousands of inexplicable emotions were about to surge up, and when I landed, there were all kinds of flavors and miscellaneous! Daoist Fang's eyes were red, and his eyes were hazy with tears at the moment! Yuan Yan'er was happy, and said with a smile: "Sit down, don't cry." ”

As he spoke, he reached out and gently pulled out the wooden hairpin on his bun, and carefully pulled up the long hair, wrapped it.

The voice is still so gentle, the movements are still so gentle, and even the wind has become so soft. The beauty is in front of you, only smelling the fragrance faintly. Fang Yin was already confused, he couldn't tell whether this was reality or illusory, and after his heart beat wildly, he seemed to be suddenly unable to find it, just thinking, just thinking, time stayed forever, at this moment. Heaven and earth are still possessed, Lao Yan is still life and death, what kind of sweet joy and pain and sorrow are entangled!

It's a pity that time will go away, just like Qingsi turned white, she couldn't keep it, and she still flowed: "If you are disobedient, why are you still crying!" Yuan Yan'er put her hair in a bun, shook her head and looked at her mouth. Tears flowed, time went back, and Daoist Fang had already turned back into a nerd, a goose with a dull head, who couldn't speak or laugh, only cried in a daze! Yuan Yan'er snorted lightly and turned around: "You cry, I'm leaving!"

Yuan Yan'er understood, Fang Yin also understood, Fang Yin stood up suddenly, just wanted to speak but didn't know where to start, even if she had thought about this scene a thousand times before, in the end, she had forgotten that it was not what she imagined at all, and she had nothing to say! How could it be so, how could it be like this! Fang Yin was annoyed and anxious, and she couldn't speak in her anger! Yuan Yan'er turned around, looked at him with a smile, lowered her head again, and sighed: "Hey!"

It's really, a little embarrassing!

Annoying!

Death in a hurry!

No!

Say!

Fang Yin lowered his head and muttered, "You, are you okay?" The words were asked, but Yiren didn't answer, Yuan Yan'er looked up at him silently for a long time, and said softly: "You have lost weight." Fang Yin raised his eyes blankly, and didn't know what to say for a while, just looked at her, his chest rose and fell, and his gaze dodged. Yuan Yan'er smiled, as gorgeous as a spring flower: "But it's also better." "Isn't it pretty? Daoist Fang is already handsome, and if he is thinner, he is handsome, very manly: "You, you look better!"

After receiving praise from my sweetheart, I will naturally praise him, and there is nothing wrong with the words, so let's change the tricks! What about the words? What about the sentences? What about the poems and songs? The sinking fish and the geese and the moon are unparalleled in the world, and the beauty of the heavens and men is better than the heavenly fairies, and the first beauty in the sky and the earth? Where is the merry genius? Where is this? Gone, gone, all gone, the genius has become a fool again, but he is annoyed and clumsy, and he is really unproductive! Still a stupid goose!

The two were relatively speechless, and the atmosphere was cold and awkward.

I thought about it a thousand times, but I didn't expect it to be this kind of ending! I have nothing to say, I have nothing to say, I have nothing to say! What do you say? I miss you? I love you? When I wake up from my dream, it is you? I can't do it, I am abrupt, I am reckless, she will be angry when she says it! Is it difficult to say that she has eaten, when did she come, and she is tired after walking such a long way! It is not successful, it is still not possible, it is so vain and polite, it is better not to say it.

Fang Yin suddenly hated himself, hated himself in his heart, and wanted to slap himself twice, then turned around and jumped into the pool with a thud! There was a chaotic sound in the bushes, and one hundred and eight hurried flames rushed out, squeaking and quickly passing between the two, and then lowered his head on the ground to look around! The chicken ass flew away! The stick was gone again! What do you call this! One hundred and eight snorted and wheezed, and stood there again talking and gesturing, pouting and glaring, squeaking and losing his temper, and still looking so unhappy!

Yuan Yan'er couldn't help but laugh and looked at the clothed monkey curiously. This time, it was just in time! Daoist Fang breathed a sigh of relief and stretched out his finger: "There." "The stick is there, one hundred and eight can't be seen, it's just one hundred and eight can't be seen. One hundred and eight screamed happily and rushed over to grab the stick, and rushed to Yuan Yan'er like crazy, grinning with his teeth and making a vicious look, whirring and picking up the stick to show intimidation: "Tsk, squeak!"

Look! Look! The culprit has been found! This is the person! This is the person! She is the one who has caused one hundred and eight to eat, drink and have fun, but no one is with her! Get out! Die! No one does not know that the boss's favorite is one hundred and eight! But now it seems a little bad! This is it! Beat her away! The boss loves her, and one hundred and eight doesn't love her, not at all! Because one hundred and eight knows better than anyone else that she, just like those monkey sisters who are loved by Brother Monkey, if she sits idly by, she will take away one hundred and eight favorites.

She's a mother!

"You're one hundred and eight, right?" Yuan Yan'er said with a smile, squatted down and beckoned cordially: "Come here, let me see, what a cute little monkey, hehe!" "Look at Mao! You are a monkey! You are a female monkey! Even if one hundred and eight can't understand what she said, you can see what she means, this is called nothing to do, either annihilation or theft! One hundred and eight didn't pay attention, still fiercely holding the stick with a face full of hostility!

One hundred and eight is in danger!

"One hundred and eight, you go over there and play by yourself, don't make a mess here!" the boss spoke, looking impatient.

Look! Look! Look! What one hundred and eight feared the most finally happened, and unfortunately, this had just enlivened the atmosphere for him and broken the deadlock, and when he was done with it, he immediately turned his face and blew it away, leaving no emotion at all! Aren't you crossing the river and demolishing the bridge? Aren't you unloading the mill and killing the donkey? What do you say this is called, do you think this is a monkey! One hundred and eight understands it, what is it? It's called, heavy color and light friends! One hundred and eight resolutely refuses to leave, and shouts and jumps vigorously to slap the stick, expressing serious dissatisfaction and strong protest!

Then I was so tired that I sat on the ground and panted. What kind of boss there is, what kind of second boss there is, but Miss Yuan didn't dare to provoke this half-old monkey who looked a little bit second, she only smiled and asked softly: "Fang Yin, let's go and take a look at the Sansheng Stone again, okay?" Okay, okay, Daoist Fang nodded again and again, as long as his sweetheart is around, don't say Sansheng Stone, the ends of the earth will also go! Naturally, it is good, what is not bad? Not to mention this "we", even if we go up the knife mountain and go down to the oil pot!

Daoist Fang suddenly regained that familiar and intimate feeling, and felt very beautiful and sweet in his heart!

Then let's go, just go, the two of them walked together, and saw both of them leave.

One hundred and eight keep up!

One hundred and eight keep up!

One hundred and eight keep up!

One hundred and eight resolutely keep up!

A male to a mother and a son, presumably nothing good! If you want to get rid of me, there is no way! One hundred and eight has already seen through the trick of the two -- this is a hundred and eight in the way, and you want to get rid of one hundred and eight! Of course, you want to be beautiful! That is impossible! One hundred and eight follows slowly and lightly, and carries a stick, huh? What about the stick? Why is the stick gone?

Odd!

Anyway, it's impossible to get rid of one hundred and eight, and you have to follow it alive and dead! Regardless of the good and bad things, follow it and stir it up! Want to compete with one hundred and eight for favor and want to take away one hundred and eight favorites? Hmph, that's a dream! You must know that one hundred and eight is not a good stubble! Not a master to be messed with! One hundred and eight is very smart, one hundred and eight is even more scoundrel, and one hundred and eight will never let them go! It's a pity that there is nothing impossible in the world, and this thing is true, it must not be mixed up, you see that the boss is already angry, he is already angry, he is about to turn his face, one hundred and eight still has no eyesight, or does not know whether to live or die or has to follow behind the butt of others......

Ay!

The final outcome is: one hundred and eight dead.

Of course, it was its dearest boss, Daoist Fang Yin Fang, who killed it!

What is a brother, and what is righteousness?

That's really, poisoned!

So there are some things that you must never do, such as one hundred and eight.

The cause of death of one hundred and eight is that he did not put himself in the right position: although it is said that Daoist Fang is the eldest and one hundred and eight is the second, but when the eldest of the boss comes, one hundred and eight is the junior!

Have only oneself to blame!

-- These are his exact words.

It's pathetic.

-- That's what she said.

One hundred and eight dead without blinking their eyes!;