Don’t be a licking dog when you are reborn.

"Are you going to tell other people, like the two kids?"

"It's up to you..."

Ji Feng stared at Taoist Ye helplessly, watching him gradually lose his breath, and watching his eyes completely lose their light.

Squatting down gently, he first felt Ye Chen's pulse, and then checked his neck and heartbeat.

Really gone.

There was no cigarette in his pocket, and the warmth was not there. The emotions in his heart were very inexplicable and annoying. There was no way to resolve the complicated emotions. The veins on Ji Feng's forehead kept bulging unconsciously.

People make mistakes, and some mistakes are truly unforgivable.

Compared with Ye Chen, my past self was not much better...

Gently smoothing Taoist Ye's eyelids, retracting his fingers, Ji Feng sighed.

Death is like a lamp going out. This is true at any time. Everything in the past will also pass away with the death of a person.

Carefully lifting the ring that Ye Chen had just handed over, Ji Feng's expression became even more complicated.

"Leave it to Miss Rabbit..."

The current situation is a mess, but since I agreed to Daoshi Ye, let's clean up the mess.

Ji Feng picked him up and put him on a cart pushing firewood in the courtyard.

Pushing the cart, he found the hole he had dug before according to the place Taoist Ye had told him. There was a lot of soil piled next to it. The hole was quite deep and the soil was not new. It must have been prepared for a long time.

There is a cut wooden sign next to the pit, which seems to be the tombstone that Taoist Ye prepared for himself.

It's just that half of the word leaf is written, and there is no more text.

I don't know if he lost interest in leaving his name, or if he didn't want people to know that he was buried here.

Ji Feng used a hatchet to carve the word "Ye Chen" crookedly, then dragged the person in, and then began to bury the person one shovel after another.

After finishing the work, Ji Feng gently patted the raised earth bag and the tombstone with unclear handwriting:

"Stinky Taoist, rest in peace..."

By the time the monsoon returned to the Taoist temple, it was already afternoon.

He was sweating all over while chopping wood and burying people.

But the hot weather dries the sweat, so that circles of salt particles appear on the neck of the monsoon.

He came to Daoshi Ye's room and found the mobile phone hidden in his drawer and the bank card that said he had 6 yuan in it.

There is also a letter at the bottom, with two pieces of paper inside, probably written by different people.

The first piece of paper is a bit stale.

[I hope that one day, you can find the love that I found in you. I hope that your mornings are light and your nights are infinite. 】

[I wish your skies were a brighter blue. 】

[I hope that from the moment we meet, the soul I love can find his own happiness, even if it is not me who is happy. 】

The second one is obviously much newer, but it doesn’t have many words.

[I picked up two children. This is probably the kindest thing I have done in my life. Help me take care of them. 】

[Whoever it is, please. 】

Ji Feng silently put away the letter, mobile phone, and card.

Then he sat in the courtyard of the Taoist temple like a normal person, letting the summer sun shine on him.

He waited quietly, waiting for the return of his companions.

Until evening.

Mu Wanqiu and the others came back laughing and joking. Chaozi and Xu Ming were carrying two fish each and were very happy.

Even the two little Taoist boys who went out to play with them were smiling happily at this time.

Their smiles didn't seem to match what happened today.

Ji Feng's eyes kept looking for the person he wanted to see. It wasn't until the entire team came back talking and laughing that he saw the slightly depressed figure at the end of the team.

Looking at the girl who was obviously autistic, Ji Feng's heart throbbed for no reason.

Nuan Nuan did not follow the team back, or even come to find him. Instead, he walked to the rocks by the river alone and sat down in a daze.

Ji Feng glanced at the people who came back and looked at Mu Wanqiu with a frown:

"Didn't Miss Rabbit come back together?"

"Oh, Sister Rabbit left. She even greeted us at noon, saying that the trip was almost over and she was going back to her hometown to marry Mr. Kangaroo..."

As Mu Wanqiu spoke, she glanced at Ji Feng, then looked back at Wen Nuan standing by the river:

"Wen Nuan has a very good relationship with Miss Rabbit. Now that Miss Rabbit is gone, she gave it to her. She may be a little sad to lose a friend.

But after all, we are just passers-by on the journey. No matter how exciting the journey is, there will be a day when we go home. As a boyfriend, you, as a boyfriend, go and comfort yourself. "

The little rich woman made a cheering gesture to Ji Feng.

Should I go back to my hometown and marry Mr. Kangaroo...

Ji Feng took a shallow breath.

The simple conversation with Mu Wanqiu gave him a rough idea of ​​what happened.

She left as quietly as she came, waving her sleeves and not taking away a single cloud.

Miss Rabbit is always gentle and sincere. She will not let Nuan Huan be embarrassed, so the farewell at noon is really a farewell to everyone.

The final farewell was the warmth that sent Miss Rabbit away, so...

Does Wen Xiaonuan already know?

Ji Feng nodded to the little rich woman:

"it is good."

Facing the already red sunset, the monsoon also slowly walked to the edge of the river.

The autistic girl was sitting on the stone, inserting her feet into the river, and continued to stare at the golden waves of the river that had been exposed to the sun, and continued to be in a daze.

Nuan Nuan didn't look sideways, but she felt her lover's breath.

The girl leaned her head over in confusion and leaned on Ji Feng's waist.

Ji Feng originally thought that Wen Nuan would have something to say to him, but she didn't speak and just looked at the sunset quietly.

No one wants to disturb this tranquility.

On the bamboo pole not far behind, the sheets that Miss Rabbit had just washed yesterday were hanging to dry, as if she had not left.

The breeze blows, exuding bursts of soap fragrance, and also falls into the warm and monsoon nasal cavity.

A few butterflies flapped their wings and hovered on the unknown flowers on the grassland by the river. Like them, they were also bathing in the sunset.

The summer breeze in the evening is still a bit hot, but if you are there, it will be just right.

Ji Feng was pulled by Wen Xiaonuan to sit down, and they sat on the stone together.

Then he buried his head in Ji Feng's shoulder.

At this moment, from the courtyard of the Taoist temple, their backs seemed to be penetrated by the dusk light.

The two of them loved each other very quietly, as if they didn't want to disturb others.

When it was time to have dinner, Xu Ming and Zhang Chao were about to ask them to eat, but they were stopped by Gu Xueting and Mu Wanqiu.

"Xu Ming, Zhang Chao, don't go."

"why?"

"They probably don't want to be disturbed right now."

"Ok."