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    The breeze was warm, and a few petals drifted from the branches, falling into the pool by the window, creating a few ripples.

    It was early summer, and the sunlight was as clear as water. Under the shadow of the dancing trees, algae and algae were intertwined in the pond. The rain of flowers was like a light snow, and a layer of pink and white was spread on the stones beside the pond.  A small figure squatted under the shade of a tree, took a branch and scribbled on the ground.

    The wooden window was pushed open, and a voice came: "Yuanqiu, it's time to eat!"

    "Why!"

    The figure suddenly stood up, patted the soil in his hands, lay down by the pool and scooped up water to wash his hands. He also pressed down the koi that floated up. Hearing the master's repeated urging, he wiped the water stains on his clothes and took them off.  Shoes enter the house.

    "Brother Song, you are really capable. You have lived under this mountain for so long without even saying a word! If I hadn't discovered it by accident, would you have continued to hide like this secretly?"

    "Hey Brother Situ, what you said is wrong. What do you mean by hiding secretly? This is an honest and upright act of mine. How can I be sneaky? Besides, I'm not hiding either. If I really want to hide, how can I hide?  Will you still find me?"

    "Okay, okay, let's stop talking and let's have a drink! We said goodbye in Xunzhou City and haven't seen each other for ten years. It's rare to see us again. Why don't we drink a big white first and have a good meal? It's just that?  I wonder what your drinking capacity is now? Hey, remembering that you used to get drunk when you drank, and you were so fond of what was in the cup that you lost all your drunken manners at the palace banquet and almost lost your official position"

    "Hey! There is no need to bring up old things again! Are you here to invite me to drink, or are you here to have fun with me? If you want to talk about these old things, is it possible that you are not embarrassed? I still remember that time - "

    Luo Yuanqiu pushed the door open and entered the room. He saw a man in gray and short brown clothes sitting on the floor, holding a cup and talking to the master. He sat down beside them and quietly picked up the bowl and ate.

    "Hey! Brother Song, Brother Song, don't, don't, don't! My apprentice is here, please save me some face!"

    The man spat out a sip of wine and said, "Situ Bing, you actually have a disciple? You, you, you, you said that you have bad conduct, and you are not afraid of misleading others?"

    Luo Yuanqiu looked at his master in confusion and asked, "Master, what is he talking about?"

    Xuan Qingzi hurriedly covered her ears, looked at the man at the opposite table angrily, and said: "Well done, my apprentice remembers everything, be careful if she turns around and tells my senior brother to go, then I will see what you do!  "

    The man nodded hurriedly, Xuan Qingzi pretended to smile and let go of his hand, and said to Luo Yuanqiu: "This is Master's old friend, you can just call him Uncle Song. He occasionally passed by our mountain and happened to meet Master, so he invited him to come  We are a guest on the mountain and have a drink. Yuanqiu, you must not tell your uncle!"

    Luo Yuanqiu nodded and said, "What if my uncle asks?"

    Xuan Qingzi coughed a few times: "Then you don't have to go into too much detail, just mention a few words."

    "Can I say it while drinking?"

    "Of course not!"

    "Then what about what Master and Uncle Song said?"

    "This won't work either!"

    Luo Yuanqiu tilted his head: "Then what can I tell my uncle?"

    The man laughed so loudly that the birds drinking water by the pond flew away.  Xuan Qingzi held his forehead and said helplessly: "Stop talking, just pretend you don't know, Master is begging you!"

    Luo Yuanqiu nodded, spread out his white palms, and stretched them forward.

    Xuan Qingzi sighed, obviously there was nothing he could do against this apprentice. In order to prevent her from complaining to his senior brother, he could only admit defeat, took something out of his sleeve and put it in her hand, and whispered: "Go and play, you have to do it secretly"  , but your uncle cannot know about it, do you understand?"

    When Luo Yuanqiu got something, he didn't even bother to eat, and ran out of the house happily.  Xuan Qingzi put the half-eaten lacquered wooden bowl aside and put a few more chopsticks in the bowl.  The man across the table asked, "What did you give her?"

    Xuan Qingzi said: "It's just a talisman."

    The man said in surprise: "You gave your apprentice the talisman to play with?"

    Xuan Qingzi saw his look of disdain and spat: "You think she is you. After studying talismans for so many years, you still don't know anything about it. Waste!"

    The men laughed at each other, and the two of them exchanged quarrels and curses for a few times. During this period, they drank a few glasses of wine, and then they calmed down a bit.  The man said: "I didn't expect that life would pass by so fast. In the blink of an eye, you would become a teacher."

    Xuan Qingzi also sighed: "Hey, isn't it? When you were young, how could you have imagined that today would happen? Back then, you were so ambitious that you entered the imperial order. At that time, I traveled to the capital with my senior brother to pursue Yuqing Baohao.  The whereabouts of¡­?White, with sunken cheeks, showing a lot of morbidity.  He stood in the wind and seemed not to take the scene before the storm to his heart. He just said lightly: "You are ten years old. I have taught you for three years, and now you know the way of life and death and can keep your heart."  Yes, that¡¯s good.¡±

    Luo Yuanqiu turned to look at him and asked, "Uncle, are you about to die?"

    The man smiled slightly: "It should be soon."

    "Master is very sad. I think he cried several times." Luo Yuanqiu broke off a piece of weed, wrapped it around his fingertips and played with it, and said, "If you die, I will also be very sad."

    "One day a person will suddenly give up everything and go to a distant place alone, never to come back again. This day will happen to everyone, you don't have to feel sorry for me."

    Luo Yuanqiu was silent for a while and said: "As you said, all living beings must die. If you live today and die tomorrow, you should not regret it."

    The man patted her shoulder, looked into her eyes and said seriously: "There will be someone who will stay with you until that day comes. Maybe it's your master, maybe you, maybe someone else. In short, sooner or later, he will  Come. You don¡¯t have to be afraid.¡±

    Luo Yuanqiu kept his words in mind and nodded hesitantly.  The grass ring in his hand fell with the wind and flew towards the misty and traceless sea of ??clouds.

    Since then, a heavy snow has fallen and the mountains have become silent.  At the beginning of spring, the ice melts and the snow melts, and everything revives.  After the heavy rain, it turns into deep summer, autumn frost covers it again, and the clear springs are clear and cool. It is like this to welcome and send off, and another year has passed.

    "One year in the human world is too light for the mountains, as light as the flowing clouds in the sky, which are blown away by the wind and disappear.  It is too heavy for the vegetation, and its withering and flourishing are just the waxing and waning of the moon and the swollen rivers.  But in a person's life, he goes through the spring and autumn, waiting for the time of winter and summer.  Just like the shadow of the sun that really existed, even if you capture it with both hands, you can't save it.

    So when will this person that my uncle once talked about come?

    Luo Yuanqiu stood by the door and measured his height, carved a scratch with his dagger, sat at the foot of the steps with his chin in his hands, looking at the distant mountains in a trance.

    She stretched out her hand and made a few gestures, feeling a little hopeful but also a little inexplicably uneasy.  Luo Yuanqiu kicked his feet irritably, stood up, patted the hem of his clothes, and went to the Sutra Hall to meditate.

    Meditation, concentration, closing her eyes, and meditating, repeated over and over again, still could not suppress the thoughts in her heart.

    Who is the one?

    When the bouquet of icy cloud flowers fell into her arms, she saw the man standing in the wind and snow, with the corners of his robe stained with mud, a few fresh scratches on the back of his hands, his face red from the cold, and his light-colored eyes flashing.  Looking at himself instantly.

    "Take it, I'll give it all to you. Didn't you say you wanted to see it a few days ago? Why don't you want it?"

    Luo Yuanqiu was stunned for a while. The man also stood in the wind and snow, his shoulders covered with falling snow, as if waiting for her answer.

    After a long time, she replied: "Yes, yes."

    She looked at the man's face and had a vague idea that broke free and became clearer.  She thought, I want to keep her in my heart forever.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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