Cold Yao Mountain, that's just two hums, no more talking.

Cold feather foam turned his head and looked far away, pulling up his lips to reveal a smile: "Little monk, I really want to say goodbye this time. ”

She moved her lips far away. Want to ask her if she really doesn't have half the affection?

But when it got to his mouth, he still didn't say it.

His hands closed ten times, his eyelashes hanging, his skin lined with golden red and white as a jade, but also cold.

“Amitabha Buddha, foam owner, see you later. ”

After that, turn around and leave.

His footsteps were slow, as if he could feel the smell of a girl for longer.

But even if it walks slower, it will eventually disappear, and it will never be seen or felt again.

My mind flashed through those dim eyes.

And the hidden loss and attachment in those eyes...

This goes goodbye, maybe permanently.

There are three worlds, thousands of red dust, and they will never see each other again.

He didn't even thank him well enough to get himself the purest water in the soul pool.

And when you see yourself in danger, come to your rescue at all costs.

Clear, distant steps flashed with unprecedented light in your eyes.

He suddenly turned around, forgetting that he could fly in a flash, and walked towards the road.

……

Cold feathers stared at the back of the little monk and suddenly felt like a piece of his heart had been dug away.

She touched her face, thinking she would feel a little tear.

And nothing?

Then I couldn't help laughing.

Belly defamation in the heart: Cold feathers, your mother is now learning to be sad and sad in the autumn, making love!

How could a man whose mother spent three days be so reluctant? Who are you gonna show this to?

If she was a normal unmarried man, she would give up everything and chase people.

But he's a little monk with a heart for Buddha?

Do we have to force monks to renounce their faith?

Cold feathers raised their heads and looked at the blue sky.

This time, I felt a bitter pain in my eyes.

The pain of falling into thin air.

At this time, it would be nice if the brothers were around.

Big Brother, Second Brother, Third Brother, Fourth Brother, Little Sister... Little Seven.

It would be nice if they were around...

“Fourth Sister! Fourth Sister!! Is it really you? ”

Just thinking about it, the teenager's excited voice came from the sky, from far to close, and in a flash it had reached the cold feather.

Cold feathers opened their eyes violently, the purpose of which was to have a clean, handsome face embedded in the winery.

“Fourth Sister! Wow, it's really Sister Four, I finally found you. ”

The rain came down from the flying puppet, not even on the ground, and the whole person jumped directly to hold the cold feather foam.

Cold feathers catch people, so half of them hear themselves slightly dull: “Xiao Qi, why are you here? ”

“Fourth Sister, why are you here again? By the way, this is the soul pool. Are you here to see Aunt Cold? ”

Rain hits me straight in the head: "I'm so stupid, why didn't I expect to see you here? ”

Listen to the teenager's chirping voice, listen to him laugh happily, feel his warm and sincere embrace.

The sourness and silence of the heart seemed to go slowly away in an instant.

The smile on Cold Feather's face slowly blossomed, reaching back to hold the rain.

That's right!

What's sad about her? What's sad?

Without the little monk, she has a brother, and a free door!