Grandpa is such a bunny

After the rain, the green smoke in Luo'an City was light, the sky was not yet clear, the backyard of the yamen was drenched, the water droplets on the branches of the trees kept falling, and ripples spread out in small puddles.

Tubo's hand was pressed on the window sill, a pale blue vein stretched out on the back of his hand, his eyes were dark, he looked at the scattered water marks, and he spoke, his voice suddenly came out from that long period of growing up, with the painstaking pains in his memory Regret and reluctance are full of vicissitudes and exhaustion.

"I thought she couldn't bear him, so she killed everyone, except Ji Tong."

Tubo tilted his head slightly, lowered his eyes, his handsome side face was solidified like a statue, his teeth were clenched tightly, his Adam's apple slowly rolled, and he swallowed the pain silently into his stomach.

It hurt so much that he didn't know what expression to face.

"I forgot, huh...I actually forgot...I always thought..." His arm on the window sill trembled.

His headache got worse and worse, and when he was dying of pain——

He lost his memory, and could only replay in his mind over and over again the time when he was bullied, deceived, and powerless to watch the girl die in his arms——

When he was threatened by Ji Tong with the girl's skeleton——

When he can't bear it--

When Tubai is in too much pain, he will think why don’t you let me kill him, why are you reluctant to let him die, why——Tubai slid down the wall and sat on the ground, bent his legs, and buried his head between his knees , the straight spine bent down, and the shoulders trembled violently.

But still didn't say a word, just swallowed the blood and tears into his throat.

It turned out that his little girl hadn't changed.

A pair of slender hands rested on his shoulders.

Tubo's body was tense, and he refused to raise his head.

Qian Fan squatted on one knee beside him, her powerful and comforting palms stroked his spine, pushed away his stiff muscles, and rubbed his aching and cold bones.Finally, he touched Tubo's right ear and rubbed the soft pinna.

Tubo let out a muffled whine from his throat, and the next moment, he seemed to have bitten something, and swallowed the whimper into his stomach.

He has long passed the age of crying, and all the great joy and sorrow were forcibly held in his chest by clenched teeth, and even though his heart was miserable, he couldn't cry out after all.

Qian Fan's heart ached like thousands of needles. He opened his arms, forced him to raise his head, and pressed his wet and warm lips to his forehead, "Atu...Atu..."

Tubo's disheveled hair was drenched with sweat, hanging messily on his forehead, his chin was stretched into a cold and sharp line, and his face was even paler against the dark and deep eyes.

His eyes stared fiercely and blankly at the front. Following the soft and warm temperature between his brows, his whole body trembled, his pupils retracted suddenly, and his throat constricted and let out a suffocating gasp.

Qian Fan lowered his head to look, and was embraced by Tubo, who had regained his senses, hugged tightly, and buried his face in his shoulder.

A turbid and hoarse voice came from the place where they were close together, and they shouted eagerly, painfully, and desperately, "Girl...Girl..."

Qian Fan stroked the back of his head with his big hand, put his lips next to his ear, and said tenderly, "She is in your heart, Ah Tu, she will always be in your heart."

Tubo lay on his shoulder, listening to these words in a daze, a tear fell from his black eyes.

He closed his eyes and finally calmed down slowly.

——You save the money to buy a dress, don’t buy me carrots, rabbits will eat anything.

——If you like to eat, I will buy it for you. I want to treat you well.

The dripping blood in the memory peeled off inch by inch, and a thatched hut with holes emerged. In the corner of the room, a snow-white milk rabbit and a wild child lay face to face on the straw poles, looking at the bright sky. Xinghe, speaking in a very small whisper.

Tu Bai closed his eyes, a faint smile appeared on his mature and handsome face.

The heart that felt lost gradually returned to his chest, beating gently and powerfully.Qian Fan came back, and his little girl was still laughing tirelessly in his memory. Tubo felt tired and sleepy, so he let himself go and fell asleep lying on Qian Fan's body.

Sensing that the breathing of the person in his arms became stretched, Qian Fan turned his head and kissed his temples, quietly staring at the rabbit monster, stroking his chin with green stubble, and whispering, "Ah Tu, you have to live well!" .”

The sun emerged from the clear cloud sky, and the crisp dawn air smelled after the rain.

Du Yun was frightened by the imperial decree last night and had a nightmare all night. When he woke up in the morning and opened his eyes, he went to find something to eat to comfort his frightened little heart.

He wandered to Tubo's side yard, but before he stepped in, he suddenly realized that he had forgotten an important matter.

Where did Zen Master Shanyue go?

Du Yun looked in from the side of the arched stone landscape wall. The bamboo forest in the yard was swaying and quiet, and he couldn't even see a piece of clothes.

He scratched his ears and said to himself, "Didn't Chan Master Shanyue still stand here last night? Could it be that he can't wait for Lao Tu to leave by himself?" He slapped his hands and said cheerfully, "Let's go." Wrinkled, thinking bitterly, "Thanks to the old picture being drunk for you, I couldn't sleep because of your thoughts, so I left so easily, that dead rabbit is sincere in vain."

Du Yun thought back and forth about this and that, and when he thought of the end, he sighed, "Don't feel bad again." Then he walked into Tubo's room, "Old Tu, the sun is drying your butt, get up quickly."

Qian Fan noticed it the moment Du Yun stepped into the yard. The eyelashes of the young man in his arms trembled, as if he was about to wake up.

The moment his eyes opened, Qian Fan raised his hand and touched Tubo's sleeping point, picked him up and put him on the bed, letting him sleep peacefully for a while.

It was the first time I saw Master Tu so haggard.

Qian Fan lowered his head to pull the quilt for him, gazed tenderly at the person on the bed, took his dry robe and changed into it, turned and went out the door.

Du Yun walked with his head depressed, thinking how to comfort Mr. Tu, when a pair of plain boots appeared in his sight, he looked up along the boots, was startled, took two steps back, and stammered, "You, Why are you still here!"

Glancing behind Qian Fan, his face looked like he had eaten a fly, "Did you come out of the old drawing room?"

Qian Fan straightened his cassock, his eyebrows were delicate and neat, and his eyes were indifferent, "Master Du should already know about the matter between the poor monk and Tu benefactor."

Du Yun put his hands behind his back and puffed up his chest, so that he didn't look so empty, "So what if you know, it's shocking, it's inconsistent with emotion and reason."

Qian Fan slowly flicked the Buddha beads in his hand, "What's the reason? I took advantage of your lord's will?"

His demeanor was originally light, and he was soaked in the treasure tripod and burned incense all the year round, and he was even more imbued with the non-angry and majestic aura of gods and Buddhas. When he was not smiling, he gave people a sense of awe.

Du Yun's Adam's apple rolled, his eyes didn't dare to look at him, and he landed on a point of nothingness, "You..." Because he tore up Tubo's Mo Wang book, he always felt a little guilty in his heart, he hesitated for a while, then changed his mind. Thinking, he is wholeheartedly for the good of the old picture, and has no selfishness at all, so why has he become a villain instead.

Thinking of this, Du Yun raised his eyes and looked at Shanyue burningly, "You are the number one Zen master in the Dajing Kingdom. There are many and strict Buddhist rules and regulations. The Zen master should know better than Du which precepts can be violated and which ones cannot be violated. Why is it that you are not guilty now? Ask me instead, does Master really not know, or is he planning to pretend to be stupid in front of the Buddha?"

Qian Fan looked at him calmly, "It turns out that your lord is referring to the Buddha's reasoning." He said, "If the poor monk returns home, will your lord deny me and Atu?"

Du Yun was startled, he had made up his mind that it was impossible for Qian Fan to return to vulgarity, apart from other things, now Qian Fan can be regarded as a position below one person and above ten thousand among the Buddhist disciples in the world, if he It is so glorious to be able to stay by the emperor's side for a few years without incident, and maybe in the future, he will be famous forever, and be admired and believed by believers all over the world.

Du Yun didn't believe it, his eyes rolled wildly.

Qian Fan didn't intend to convince him, so he took a step slowly, "When did Ah Tu get sick?"

Du Yun took a step back under his pressure, staring at him, "If he doesn't want to tell you, Zen Master doesn't have to know."

Qian Fan said, "Is it the way back?" His eyelids drooped, "I should keep him."

The road was blocked by ice and snow, and Tubo was unconscious and dead. Du Yun didn't want to recall it again in his life, and some anger arose in his heart, "So what if you stay, the Zen master came here just because of His Majesty's will Well, you didn't want to see him at all, you—”

Qian Fan raised his eyelids to look at him, the deep meaning in his eyes made Du Yun startled for a moment, and then he suddenly came back to his senses.

Mr. Du's anger for his friend hadn't subsided, and he immediately became deeply worried for the emperor.

This imperial decree was ordered by Qianfan to be issued by the emperor, otherwise, how could the matter of intercourse between foreign countries and the disappearance of the prince fall on the head of a mere prefect of Luo'an city!

This is an impossible relationship!

Once a person has a bad impression, it is difficult to get rid of it. For example, when Du Yun looks at Qianfan now, he feels that what he did is wrong, and what he does is also very wrong.

Du Yun's face was blue and red, and he couldn't argue with his emotions. Qian Fan knew what he was thinking when he glanced at him. A monstrous monk who deceives the Holy One and deceives the crowd.

He looked at the floating clouds in the sky, his robe was blown by the cool wind, "I am not included in A Tu's book of not forgetting."

Du Yun immediately retorted, "So Zen master is not important in Lao Tu's heart at all!"

Qian Fan withdrew his gaze and looked at him inscrutablely, "Atu also fell ill half a year ago. On the day he rescued Qin Chuxin from the tower, I sent him back to the inn. When he woke up the next day, I recognized the poor monk at a glance, how can Lord Du explain it?"

Thinking of that moment, Du Yun regretted that he hadn't seen Tubo's unhealthy attitude toward Zen Master Shanyue earlier, otherwise he would have strangled Miao Miao to death, "Du doesn't need to explain anything to Zen Master."

Qian Fan curled his lower lip, and the sunlight shone on the puddles on the ground, reflecting a gleam in his eyes, "He doesn't remember the poor monk now, it's because someone changed his Mo Wang Shu!"

Du Yun was immediately nailed to the spot, looking at the monk Qingfenghaoyue in disbelief.

It was so rare to be able to sleep well. The people on the bed were so sleepy that they couldn't wake up. They hugged the quilt comfortably and slept until the afternoon.

The afternoon sun was shining, he wandered into the hall, and saw Du Yun and Qian Fan sitting in separate halls, each sitting on one side, Du Yun was holding a teacup thoughtfully, Qian Fan's drooping eyes were moving slowly Buddha beads, meditation meditation.

He quickly turned his eyes around the position beside the two of them, and thought in his heart, he swayed to Qianfan and sat down on his buttocks, his slender legs crossed, leaning against the back of the chair, as if boneless Tilting his head to Qian Fan's body, he raised his chin at Du Yun, "What are you looking at?"

Du Yun put the teacup on the table with a nose and an eye, "Can you sit down well? Do you look like a human being?"

Hearing this, Tubo Yile lazily laid his pillow on Qianfan, and said boldly, "Tuye is a rabbit monster, what are you doing pretending to be human. But you, why do you look like you have been sucked out of your soul by a female ghost?"

When this matter was brought up, Du Yun felt even worse. Looking at the two great gods in front of him, he felt that he was really unlucky, so he felt aggrieved and didn't want to talk.

Master brought Sun Xiao in and sat beside Du Yun, "When will we leave?"

Sun Xiao sat at the side, sneaking a look around his brother Tu up and down, and looked at the master embarrassedly, and saw that the two of them seemed to have returned to their previous appearance. The bad things I did with Mr. Du finally disappeared, and I smiled, "Yes, when are we going? The master said we will go this time too."

What was written in the imperial decree, Tubo Nahui was more absent-minded than Du Yun, and raised his eyelids as he leaned on Qian Fan's shoulder, "Where are you going?"

"Tongshui Peak, the Hou Fujian Mission and the Sixth Prince are lost." Qian Fan made a high-level summary, concisely.

Tubo groaned, "Okay, I'll go wherever you go."

Their voices were not deliberately concealed, Du Yun heard them clearly, exaggeratedly shaking the goosebumps on his body, and said in a strange tone, "Look at what you said, it seems that I know you very well."

Tubo turned his head and narrowed his eyes into a line.

Du Yun was uncomfortable being watched by him, "What are you looking at me for?"

Tubo sat up straight, and the corners of his lips curled up. When he got up, he washed himself up. At this time, his starry eyes and brows were full of heroism, "Suddenly there are a few things I can't understand."

Du Yun asked with his eyes.

Tu Bai smiled, his eyes darkened, "I don't remember Qian Fan, but you should remember, why did you never mention him, Du Yunyun?"

He smiled very casually, but Du Yun broke out in a cold sweat. He reached out to touch the teacup, but accidentally knocked over the water. Du Yun hurriedly stood up to wipe it, but was held down by Tubo who came over.

Uncle Tu took a rag, "Come on, you'd better sit An Sheng."

After finishing speaking, he neatly cleaned up the overturned teacups and tea leaves, and threw the rag aside casually. The question just now seemed to be overturned by this episode. Tubo seemed to be asking casually, and naturally took the words of the master , "Since the emperor has an order, let's set off as soon as possible."

Master nodded and turned to look at Du Yun.

Master Du’s entire life was frightened by the two great gods in front of him. He sat alone and shivered for a while, thinking of Tubo, feeling afraid, thinking of Zen Master Shanyue, and thinking of the missing sixth prince, he was even more afraid. It was just miserable It's terrible, and I really need to be hurt by others.

Holding his forehead weakly, he waved his hands, "No, no, I can't go, you go."

"Why?" Tupper asked.

Du Yun squeezed his sleeves aggrieved, "I, I, I can't see the sixth prince, absolutely not."

Tu Bo and Sun Xiao were surprised, the old god Master was not talking, Qian Fan had already become a Buddha with his eyes, nose, nose and heart.

Du Yun stood up irritably and walked around the hall twice, muttering in disbelief, not knowing where he was thinking, he stopped abruptly.

"I have a grudge against him. I was demoted to Luo'an City because of that sixth prince! If he sees me, he will definitely kill me!"