Fall in love with you 630book, the fastest update of Sweet Honey as Ashes as Frost Today, as soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a gleaming golden light, which made stars appear in my eyes.
Finally, I managed to calm down and took a closer look.
This surprise was no small matter.
The person in front of me is not Grandpa Buddha, but that Shanzai Shanzai.
I can see Grandpa Buddha whenever I want.
This shows that my host is indeed of great background.
"Xufeng has seen my Buddha."
Xu Feng turns out that his real name is Xu Feng.
The Buddha sat cross-legged on the lotus seat, lowered his eyes and looked at him lightly, as if he could see through everything at one glance, and said: "You don't have to ask for anything.
If you can do anything, you can do it without asking.
If you can't do it, you can ask for everything."
Empty.
The slightest difference will be lost in a moment.”
I seemed to feel that my host was staying, and his breath solidified for a moment, and I heard him say in a low voice: "Xu Feng also knows this.
The karma I have created will eventually bear its own fruit.
But" after a long pause, he continued. : "I just want to see her again.
It's good to have just one look.
Even if it's just one more look, I just want to hear her say another word."
Although he looks ugly, his voice has always been nice.
But today, for some reason, his voice was so hoarse and intermittent, like a sad child, with choked words.
I thought it was very bad.
After a long time, he added: "Her soul has not dispersed.
I can feel her presence, but I don't know where she is.
Today I don't ask him to say goodbye, but I ask my Buddha for guidance."
Grandpa Buddha sighed and said: "As close as you can see, what you see with your eyes is what your heart sees.
What you see is that, and what you see is what you see."
Such mysterious words, even a person as smart as me could not understand them.
I wonder if this host could understand them.
"Thank you Buddha for the advice."
Listening to his tone, it was obvious that he had not understood it either.
He held his breath for a long time, as if he was brewing some crucial words, and finally said, "I don't know if there is still a glimmer of hope."
The Buddha replied: "One thought of foolishness is the end of Prajna, and one thought of wisdom is the birth of Prajna."
Grandpa Buddha is indeed kind and always answers all questions.
However, I think that not everyone can understand this Zen concept thoroughly.
This is why the Buddha is the Buddha and I can only be a little soul.
I thought and thought and thought, so I fell asleep.
When I woke up again, I saw that I was back at the original place, but standing in front of me was an unseen young man in green shirt with his hands behind his back.
His robes were flowing, and he looked like an elegant god.
"I used to think that we were evenly matched opponents, adhering to our own dignity and position.
We were consuming each other and in a stalemate, and one side would always win.
But now, I just realized that it turns out that some things never win or lose. right or wrong Yes, it's just that I missed it and I miscalculated the beginning.
You miscalculated and the ending is powerless.
I regret it."
When he spoke, his voice was very soft and gentle, but there was inextricable sadness and regret on his eyebrows, like a burst of sadness.
The spring breeze missed the flowering period.
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"Missed" my host said slowly, "No, you didn't make a mistake, and I have never made a mistake.
Haven't you understood today that counting a word is a taboo in love.
I have never missed it, I have never made a mistake.
I don’t believe in misses.
I only believe in mistakes.”
The young man in green shirt seemed to have been stabbed at a vital point and made no reply.
Finally, he said: "Sui He has been forced into Bisuo Prison by me."
Hearing this, my host just hummed slightly to express his understanding, as if his mind was not here.
I followed his eyes and saw a corner of rice paper exposed from the sleeves of the young man in blue.
Before the young man in green shirt left, he took out a stack of paper from his sleeve pocket and handed it to my host, "I think there are some things she wants to give you, even though I don't want to. , even though I try my best to make it my own, but it is not mine, after all, it is not."
Reaching out to take the stack of yellowed papers, my host looked at the blue shirt that was about to leave, and uttered four words, "Never fight again."
The young man in green shirt looked back, looked straight at him and said: "Never fight again" and then drifted away.
Four words, no grudges.
But, why do I feel that this pile of waste paper looks familiar.
Watching them being turned over one by one, I felt increasingly familiar.
Every piece of paper is filled with pictures.
However, the painting skills of the person who painted it are really a bit clumsy.
Let’s just talk about the one in front of me.
After looking at it for a long time, I realized that the painting was a Bird, but it’s hard to say what kind of bird it is.
It looks like a deformed crow with a long tail and a dyed color, or a phoenix that has lost its feathers and been placed on the wrong head and face.
It’s hard to say.
Actually, Hard to say.
I was sighing in admiration at this shocking painting skill, but unexpectedly I saw another piece of paper, with a profile of a person drawn on it.
With just a few strokes, a proud young man with amazing talent and beauty appeared on the paper, with thin phoenix eyes.
Lips are ruthless but seem to contain emotions, which arouse people's reverie and make people want to step into the painting to see their true face.
He flipped through a stack of papers one by one, and I found that most of the paintings were of this proud young man, sitting or standing, angry or angry.
Although they were only silhouettes or backs, they were all extremely vivid, with every frown and smile.
It was as if this person was very close.
I can't help but wonder, this painter paints flowers, birds, insects, fish, etc. in such a horrible way, how come this man can paint this man alone as if he has a stroke of genius, and his spiritual energy and charm are all reflected in his brushstrokes?
"Jinmi" Why did he call this name again while looking at the painting?
But I saw his slender fingers pinching the corner of the paper, tightening it bit by bit, so hard that even his knuckles turned white, as if he was grasping something out of reach, and as if he was enduring some pain. , indescribable.
"Why are you so stupid?
You are so stupid.
I thought I was already stupid, but I didn't expect that you are even stupider than me."
"Why are you so stupid?
After teaching you for a hundred years, you haven't learned anything.
How can you turn this stupid person into a mediocre person?"
"I can be stupid alone.
How can you be stupid?
You know I can't bear it."
His remarks about fools made me dizzy.
However, his contempt for fools made me feel inexplicably angry.
There is nothing wrong with fools.
Being a fool is something to be proud of.
"I saw that rabbit for the first time, and I knew it was you at a glance, but I just pretended not to know.
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Because I knew that saying goodbye was killing, but I couldn't do it, even if you lied to me and killed me , even if I remind myself to hate you every moment I want to kill you with my own hands.
However, as soon as I face you, no matter how good the garrison and planning are, I will be defeated in an instant.
Even I despise myself.”
"That night, I was not drunk, but I just thought I was drunk.
I hugged you and hugged you tightly.
Having you actually made me really drunk.
I was secretly satisfied.
I only wished that forever, as if no grudges were just a passing cloud.
This way The thought shocked me and made me hate myself for being so soft-hearted that I would give up my life and dignity for you."
"I called Sui He's name on purpose, just to remind myself not to be confused by you.
However, when I touched your lonely breath for a moment, and saw your messy footsteps as you left, my heart ached so hard that I couldn't even breathe.
It hurts.
I wish I could catch up with you and tell you that it’s not what you think.”
"That day, when you came to the Netherworld alone, you actually told me that you loved me.
My heart stopped for a moment.
Although I knew it was a lie even to the hair of my head, I believed it.
I couldn't help myself by drinking poison to quench my thirst.
Although the words were sarcastic I miss you, but my heart feels suddenly warm because of your words.”
"I forced myself to say harsh words to you.
I told you, if you say you love me one more time, I will kill you immediately.
Say it once and chop it once.
In fact, I know that as long as you say it one more time, I will give up everything.
Regardless of anything, I will use any means to tie you tightly to my side, leaving all my deepest hatred behind."
"But if you leave, how can you just leave like this?"
"When I saw you turn into a frost flower and steam away, I thought I was dead.
Being stabbed through the heart by you couldn't have been as painful as this.
But, I didn't die.
Why can you be so cruel every time?"
I don't know how to feel when I hear him talking to himself like this.
I just feel like I wish I could turn into a grape right away to please him.
But how can we change it?
Just when I was in a dilemma and didn't know what to do, I didn't notice that my surroundings had changed.
Water vapor was slowly surrounding me, condensing around me little by little, and finally fixed me so that I couldn't move.
A thought flashed through my mind, not good However, it was too late.
I watched helplessly as I slipped out of his eyes like a moth condensed in pine resin, wrapped and held hostage by the vapor.
It turned out that I was actually a drop of tear lodged in his eyes, dooming our separation from the beginning.
At this moment, I felt a trace of reluctance.
When I fell, I looked back at him.
There was no ugly monster at all.
What I saw was an extremely handsome young man.
Unexpected, but it seems that everything is expected.
It was just destiny.
I let out a deep breath and fell.
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