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Fu Xiao still didn't say a word, his eyes were indifferent.

In this way, she couldn't stop the tears from falling down, one drop after another, hitting the back of Fu Xiao's hand like raindrops.

"You still care about me, which proves that you still have me in your heart, doesn't it?" Liu Wan asked, with her teary eyes wide open, hoping to see Fu Xiao and Fu Xiao's expression clearly from the fog.

Fu Xiao shook his head lightly, and said, "I would do the same to anyone."

"...Since you can be merciful to the world, why can't you be merciful to me again?"

Fu Xiaoxiu returned his hand, twirled the Buddha beads in his hand, closed his eyes and recited a Buddha's name.

The reason why gods are gods and the reason why Buddhas are Buddhas is because they love all living beings, and love is boundless. If you only love one person, your heart will be biased, and you will become a mortal. laughed and cursed.

Liu Wan felt that Fu Xiao was very far away from her at this time, clearly right in front of her eyes, but it was as far away as the horizon.

She lost her float.

Even if it is right in front of her eyes, even if it is across the mountains and seas, it will be searched thousands of times.

Lost for a long time, not in a radius of a hundred miles, no longer close at hand.

Both of them were silent, as if they had nothing to say, only the sound of tears dripping down, there was silence between them.

"Senior Sister?..." Until a cautious and crisp voice broke the silence, Fu Xiao looked over and saw a small head with sleeves poking in carefully, and the round, red face was very pleasing.

Fu Xiao smiled gently, turned around to block the crying person calmly, and said, "Why are you here? Remember to take off your sleeves when you see Master later."

"Senior Sister, didn't you hear the Zhaiban? Everyone has arrived at the Zhaitang, only Senior Sister is missing, and the time is almost over, so I came to find it." The little nun said.

Fu Xiao said: "This pilgrim is lost, I will see her off, don't wait for me, please ask my junior sister to help me tell Master."

The little nun was well-behaved and said hello to Liu Wan, so she ran away bouncing around.

"Sister chased me?" Before Fu Xiao could turn around to look at that person in time, Liu Wan hugged her from behind and asked with a deep cry.

Fu Xiao said: "No, the nunnery never keeps guests." Then he said: "I am no longer your elder sister, and now I am called Qianhua. Can the benefactor let me go?"

"If I leave, what will you do if I don't see you again?" Liu Wan asked.

Fu Xiao calmly said: "I have forgotten the old things long ago, benefactor is relieved." She will not avoid her specially, if she wanted to avoid her, she would not be in this Luoyang city, and now, she will not.

Liu Wan knows that this matter cannot be rushed, and it is too hasty to hug Fu Xiao for a moment, but the person who has been studying for a year is right in front of her eyes, and the person who tormented herself to the point of thinking about it finally appears, and she can't help but burn.

Fu Xiao is different from her, Fu Xiao will not tell lies, Liu Wan is just in case, thinking that he must ask someone to guard here at night.But there is also faint despair, Fu Xiao does not avoid her, and treats her calmly, has she really let go?

No matter what she does again, Fu Xiao will never forgive her.What's more, it's better to say it doesn't matter than to forgive.

It doesn't matter anymore, so bear her, let her, let her, as long as she doesn't cross the boundary, she is a pilgrim and a Buddhist, and there will be no entanglements.She is crazy and entangled alone, and she will never take it to heart.

If you imitate Fuxiao's tone, it is probably the practice of crossing yourself.

But what to do, Liu Wan wanted to pull her back to the secular world, to the sea of ​​suffering.

So Liu Wan said stubbornly: "Okay, sister will send me off, as you said."

Fu Xiao nodded calmly.Just now Liu Wan let go of Fu Xiao, she silently wiped away the tears and tried her best to swallow those joys and sorrows.

Joy and longing are overflowing, but this mood, that person no longer wants to understand.

I really hope that this road will be longer, I really hope that tomorrow will come soon, I really hope... This is just a dream. After waking up from the dream, she is still by her side.

The snow fell too quickly back then, so I didn't have a good time with this person, and I will cherish it in the future.She walked too fast, she grew up too slowly, and understood too late.

Can those winds, flowers, snows and moons that cannot be recovered, and the long stream of water, be rewarded together again?

Thinking of this, she shed tears again in silence.The evening wind was blowing on his face, this season should have been cool, but it was extremely cold in this secluded place.He didn't want Fu Xiao to see him again, so he quietly took a few steps behind and wiped away his tears silently.

But the people who were traveling together seemed to be unaware of it, not to mention looking back, they never paused for a moment.

Liu Wan became more and more discouraged, but she couldn't look away. She couldn't bear to part with a figure from the back that she knew was Fu Xiao.

At the exit, Liu Wan paused, and the man was finally willing to look back at her, his eyes still peaceful and silent, and after a while he said: "Be careful, benefactor, forgive me for only sending it here."

Liu Wan swallowed those that were almost solidified, and turned into bitterness in her throat, she only said happily: "Sister, just send it here, I will come to look for you tomorrow."

Fu Xiao calmly said: "The benefactor takes care of it." After speaking, he twirled the beads again, not hurting the appearance of the world, and he no longer knows the pain of parting.

Liu Wan took a deep look at her, and said with nostalgia: "Okay."

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I found her, but I used to love her eyes the most, but without me, they are ruthless.

She is more beautiful than ever.

Even deep scars can't bury that beauty.Her original appearance is still deeply imprinted in my mind. In just one year and three hundred days, more than 300 days and nights, I have thought of her appearance countless times.Whether deliberately or unintentionally, or forcing myself to remember, she is always there, always engraving deep and shallow marks on my heart.

I only found out when I lost it.

When I saw it in my dream, I was always fascinated. I always thought that I hadn't lost it. I always thought that I went back to the past and learned to cherish it at that time.

But when the dream dissipated, she left again, and I lost her again.

What I am most afraid of this year is not missing, but waking up.Being sober is like stabbing a girder on a beam, there is always a knife hanging in my heart, and when I think of her, I will cut it down bluntly.

At the beginning, it was heart-piercing, but now it has become a blunt knife, cutting in the heart all the time.

Now it has been sharpened again, becoming a sharp blade, reminding her of the change, she no longer cares about it.

I don't know if she still remembers me, and I dare not know.

Even if there is no more, people must have some vain fantasies in order to continue, right?

I am still too selfish, even though I know that she is only disturbing her, I still have to disturb her.

If she wants to save the world, she must save me first.

If she can't cross me, she won't be able to go to the west, and she won't be able to escape.

I won't let her off the hook.

She wants to be with me in this sea of ​​suffering, I want her to be with me in this world of suffering, entanglement will last forever.

Will you completely hate me?

That's good, finally, she still has a place in her heart.

Even if I am in pain, forcibly keeping someone who no longer belongs to me, it is really painful to keep needles piercing my heart all the time.

I still can't help but imagine.

If the scenery is like yesterday, and the stars are still the same, can you give me a little more excitement?