Fast Travel Guide: The heroine collapses

Chapter 972, God's Blessing 6
To this day, Qingcheng still remembers the pity and sympathy in Yueling's eyes when she promised Qingcheng to take her out to release the prayer lamps.

Although, until now, she didn't understand Yue Ling's eyes.

Qingcheng fell into deep thought, and didn't notice that Nan Ju, who was watching this scene from the side, had a flash of loss and complexity in his eyes.

It was at this moment that Qingcheng came back to her senses and was about to leave with Yueling, but her eyes inadvertently saw Nanju with a strange expression on the side, and a sense of guilt and guilt rose in her heart.

Frowning, Qingcheng stopped and looked at Nanju, with apologetic tone, "Nanju, I'm sorry, it seems that I can't accompany you to paint today, how about it, you finished painting today, Bring the painting over to me tomorrow, after all, I'm still waiting for you to call me sister!"

Nan Ju pursed her lips, looked at the smile on Qing Cheng's mouth, and almost blurted out the next words.

Fortunately, Yue Ling's cold and warning eyes brought Nan Ju back to his senses in time, and after a pause, a natural and unrestrained smile appeared on his face.

"Okay, go out with Yueling, I'll finish my painting here, I'll go back and come to you tomorrow!"

Nanju was very witty and didn't tell Qingcheng in front of Yueling that he must be her brother Ju!
After all, Nanju knew that although Yueling seemed to care about nothing and didn't care about anything, she always looked like a heartless god, but that was only facing Qingcheng.

He wasn't afraid of Yueling, he just didn't want to be troubled, especially Yueling's strength was unpredictable and her identity was mysterious. If he tried to ruin a bet between him and Qingcheng, then he would cry and have no choice. !

Thinking of this, Nanju reminded Qingcheng, "By the way, Xiao Qinger, about Huahua, this is a secret between me and you, you can't tell anyone, including your brother Yue!"

In the last sentence, Nan Ju didn't even notice that his tone was slightly sour.

Although Qingcheng was puzzled by Nanju's words, but after thinking about it, it was not something that would make people feel honorable. She nodded slightly and agreed without any objection.

Yueling frowned slightly when she heard Nanju and Qingcheng's words, as if she was a little unhappy, she grabbed Qingcheng's hand, with an indistinct complaint in her tone.

"Qingqing, remember not to let go of my hand for a while no matter what!"

Qingcheng glanced at Yueling, and automatically completed his next words in her heart.

Don't let go of my hand, I don't want to lose you!

This sentence was also a sentence that suddenly appeared a long time ago when Yue Ling held her hand.

Sure enough, she would never forget anything about Yue Ling.

She always thought that after such a long time, she would gradually forget it, but no matter how much time passed, she still remembered it when she looked back.

Looking at the figures of the man and the woman drifting away, they are holding hands and standing side by side, like a couple of gods and gods, they fit together so well, as the two of them walk, they seem to be talking about something. .

The tacit understanding made Nanju look as if his heart was being tightly grasped, and he was uncomfortable. Nanju didn't know what was wrong with him, and he didn't understand the reason for the emotions that surged up in his heart now.

Just now, for a moment, he wanted to keep her and tell her.

"Can you not leave!"

This sentence has been lingering in his heart for a long time, and after many years, it has become an obsession and demon deep in his heart, but, I am afraid that he himself does not know it.

There was a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, cold and sarcastic, I don't know whose delusion he was mocking, Nan Ju's hand holding the pen trembled slightly, but he didn't pay attention, in his blink of an eye, the ink on the pen dripped onto the screen , leaving a bit of incomplete ink stains on the originally perfect painting.

The expression on Nanju's face paused slightly, she lowered her head, covered her face, and smiled softly. The originally bright and cheerful smile had a touch of sadness that was hard to detect.

Nan Ju didn't know what was wrong with him, why he was so sad in his heart, it was as if something was missing in his heart, but it happened to be bit by bit like ants gnawing on his heart, that little bit of pain seemed to be gradually gnawing at the bottom of his heart. Zoom in until one day later, it will be painful to die.

He seems to have never experienced that kind of feeling, so Nan Ju at this time has no idea what he is feeling now.

It wasn't until a long time later, when Nanju suddenly looked back after experiencing the most painful heartache in the world, that he realized that this feeling was jealousy, heartache, loneliness, and loss!

Eyelids drooped slightly, the breeze blew his hair, beautiful and lonely, Nan Ju felt the emotions in his heart, and finished the painting on the table little by little, modifying the drop of redundant ink into a woman in the painting When I looked back and smiled, there were butterflies standing on the fingertips when I stretched out my hand.

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The long bridge is long, the moon is bright, the bustling embers are embers and the green silk is rippled, the pavilions are short, the sky lanterns are floating, and the youth can fly without wings.

"Grandpa, why do we have to put out prayer lanterns on this day of prayer?" The little boy raised his head, and asked the old man with a hunched body beside him in a childish voice with doubts.

"Because, the gods in the sky are very busy, and the gods in the sky will only rest during the few days of the Prayer Festival, so, only in these few days, can our wishes be easily realized!" The old man's face With a kind smile on his face, he looked up at the sky, and there seemed to be light shining in his cloudy eyes, full of longing.

"But, grandpa, when did the prayer lamps start to be lit? Did grandpa also put them on when he was a child?" The boy was a little puzzled.

"Since when? It's been a long, long time since the prayer lamps were put on. Grandpa also set up the praying lamps when he was a child. I once saw the origin of the praying lamps in an ancient book." He said. , the old man paused, and told with slightly distant eyes.

"People in the world only know that there are gods in the sky, but they don't know that there is not only one god in the sky. The god of love is in charge of the love between men and women in the world, the god of war is in charge of war and peace in the mainland, the god of wind is in charge of wind, the god of water is in charge of water, etc. There are many other gods. There is only one exception, and that is the king among the gods, and the emperor that all gods must respect. The god Ting, only he, is in charge of the world, the growth of all things, and the life of the world. Thousands of years ago In fact, there is no such thing as praying for spirits in our Prayer Continent, and the gods in the sky never care about us mortals, whether we are happy or sad, suffering or difficult in our life, until there was a fight between the gods in the sky, and the battle almost collapsed , the sun in the sky scorched the earth, the lake on the ground dried up, the gods fought, and the mortals suffered. We mortals mourn and mourn, but no one can help us, leaving us in the mortal world, struggling desperately, struggling to survive. "

(End of this chapter)