The old monk was shocked when he heard this, and recited Amitabha Buddha again, leading Qin Mo into the Buddha hall.
The book is turned to the tenth volume.
The monk's robe floats, and the pen and ink are fragrant.
Only one sentence was left on the paper: "May the little tiger in pajamas be safe and happy all his life." ” Then, who kept a talisman properly and put it on the closest place to the heart.
Whether it is in the army, or studying in a foreign country, or after completing the study, standing in the frontier area to protect the family and defend the country.
There was a man who always wore an amulet that did not fit his identity very well.
The day of the quarrel.
The two children didn't know what was going to happen.
Even the little tiger thought that when everything was done, she would come to Momo.
Until after dark.
Dad took her to the tombstone, rubbed his fingers in her hair, and told her: "Nine, the best way to protect the most important person is to make others look like she is not that important." ” "Otherwise, become stronger, don't leave any traces, you should know that for hackers living behind the computer, traces and the exposure of private life are fatal."
"You are the same, and so are the other hackers."
"In the future, you will be the young master, the rules of being a young master, I told you a long time ago."
"Protect the people you need to protect, and use the keyboard in your hand to speak up for injustice."
Therefore, the little tiger has been enduring all the time.
I learned more things and made more powerful little games, not just for confession, but with viruses mixed in it.
She even learned to write on her own, read bedtime stories, and tie a scarf around her sleeves.
No more tiger pajamas.
Because you don't have to sell cuteness anymore, and you don't have to wag your tail to follow anyone.
Not everyone can give her a piece of candy when she is skinned.
Not everyone will be afraid of her toothache and check the small pockets on her clothes.
The smell of being overwhelmed by darkness.
Presumably, when she sleeps, she can only hold her little keyboard.
Bo Jiu is still sensible, and he understands what the situation is now. endured one hundred and one days, three months.
I couldn't bear it anymore, and for the first time, I took a car alone and ran to Anjia.
Knowing that he would find nothing, he still ran to the window.
No one.
It must have returned to China.
Bo Jiu was wearing a black shirt, his temperament seemed to have changed, and the little figure seemed to be blended with the darkness.
The old housekeeper watched from the sidelines, he couldn't bear it, and walked over with a black umbrella: "Young master, go back." ” The figure hung its head and did not speak.
The old butler turned his head away, and gradually fell silent.
Later, for a period of time, the young master would always pull him and say how good her little princess was to her, and he would stop from time to time.
The old housekeeper still remembered that the master picked up the young master and put it around his neck, so that she was asleep and grabbed her hair, wearing a black trench coat, which looked like a smile, but more of something else: "Alan, there are some things that I remember too clearly, but it is more painful, nine, she is still too young." ” A casual word.
But let the old housekeeper understand what the master meant.
Mild hypnosis.
There will always be some memories to hide.
Wait until you meet that person.
Those memories will come back little by little.
When Mr.
Bo leaned over, he landed a kiss on the little tiger's forehead: "Nine, you must understand who you are." ” Know who you are.
Everything will come back again.
Have you ever thought about raising someone.
Bo Jiuyou wants to raise Princess Qin.
Qin Mo also has it, and he wants to raise a thin little tiger aa2705221: