Copper Coins

Decades of time in the world are extremely slow, like when you are standing alone in a mountain temple, every snap of your fingers is like a lifetime, and there is always no end in sight.But it's fast and extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, there are white clouds and dogs, and dust in the East China Sea.

The years in Daze Temple are always so fast and slow, so that after a long time, Tongdeng can't remember how many years he has been lighting here. He can only judge the time by the occasional disasters and pains that appear on his body. day--

The man was sick and soon recovered;

The man escaped a disaster;

That man's life is over;

The number of lifespans in the world is always difficult to tell, there are long and short, and the same lamp replaces disasters and pains, not the number of lifespans.So that person doesn't live forever, it's just that even if he dies, he will die without disaster and pain, and close his eyes quietly.

One emperor, one mayfly, one beggar, one novice...

Prosperity and decline are always alternating, so that person's lifespan is not long in each life since the emperor, but in just a few hundred years, he has already entered reincarnation several times.After all, the novice monk in the previous life only lived for more than [-] years. Although the illnesses at the time of death were all borne by the same lamp, it is still a pity that he lived a short life.

However, in this life, the disasters and illnesses that fell on that person seemed to be much less, so that in the entire 16 years, Tong Deng only took care of him with a major illness once, and the rest were trivial things that were not worth mentioning.

Although fewer disasters are a good thing, but on the other hand, there are fewer entanglements.

For the past 16 years, Tongdeng has almost reached a state of tranquility in this Daze Temple.If it wasn't for Xuan Min and Xue Xian who would come here from time to time, he might have even practiced immortality for a few rounds.

But these years, Jiang Songshan has more people than before.Because after the First World War at Heishitan more than 30 years ago, the Taibu of Taichang Temple knew the significance of Daze Temple to the national teacher. Within a few years, there was a single house on the mountainside of Jiangsong Mountain, with a plaque on the door. It has been sealed by the imperial court, and it is exclusively for the guardians of the mountain to settle down.

The mountain guards choose experienced mountain men who eat a small salary and simply keep the mountain peaceful.

What he has to do is not difficult, it is to patrol the mountain regularly, watch the passers-by, and prevent ordinary people from climbing Jiangsong Mountain at will. After all, the same lamp in Daze Temple will occasionally suffer disasters for others. , there is always the danger of being implicated.If there is a sudden thunder and fire in the mountain, report it to the Yamen in time, so as not to burn the mountain again.

Although there is one more person, in fact, the mountain guards only walk along the mountainside, and will not recklessly walk along the old stone steps to the deserted Daze Temple.So the mountain guard and Tongdeng are almost inseparable from the river. After 30 years, Tongdeng has never seen him once, but he only knows that there is such a person.

In the early spring of a certain year, before the mist cleared in the mountains in the morning, a young man went up the mountain with a gray cloth bag on his back.The chill left by the late winter has not completely dissipated, and the mountain is even more humid, but this young man rolled up his sleeves to his forearms, revealing his thin and muscular muscles.

His skin is not fair, it looks like he has worked since he was a child and grew up under the sun.His hair was tied high and meticulous, his muscles and bones showed strength everywhere, and his whole body exuded the unique spirit of a young man.

He is the son of the previous mountain guard, and he is now on the mountain to take over the position of the mountain guard.

The boy stopped by the guard house on the mountainside, took off his bundle and entered the door.He put the bundle on the bed in the inner room, glanced at the layout of the room again, then tidied it up skillfully, picked up the wooden barrel in the room, closed the door with his hands behind his back, and walked deep into the mountain.

He intended to fetch some water from the mountain stream, but stopped when he passed a stone step.

He knew this stone step, and walking up along it, he would be able to reach the top of the mountain in a short time, and the legendary ghost temple was on it.For some reason, every time the young man heard people talking about the ghost temple, he would feel an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

He always felt that, a long time ago, he seemed to have crossed several mountain shadows, looked at the ghost temple in the distance, and even saw the silently lit lights in the ghost temple.

But this is impossible, after all, he lives in the outskirts of the county, not on the top of a mountain, so it is impossible to see such a scene.Besides, for some reason, every time he thinks of the ghost temple, he always has a feeling of unknown origin.

Now that he was standing in front of the stone steps, that inexplicable feeling came even more suddenly.

The boy only hesitated for a moment, then he simply lifted his feet up the stone steps.It is rumored that this ghost temple has been deserted for hundreds of years, and there has never been anyone, it is quiet and lonely.The further he went to the top of the mountain, the quieter the surrounding area became.

If it were an ordinary person, he might feel a little panicked, but he didn't even feel timid, and climbed to the top three steps at a time.

Daze Temple is much better than he imagined, but also much more desolate.

It is in good condition because the front hall and pagoda hardly show traces of being burned, and even the gate of the temple stands well, but it is full of wind and frost.The shortage is due to the fact that there was a snowfall a few days ago before the winter was gone, and people came and went in the county town. The snow has been trampled away long ago, but there is still a dazed feeling in this mountain temple. Bai, the feeling of loneliness became more and more serious.

The gate of the temple was ajar, and the young man looked around for a while, but he didn't see everything.He didn't know what kind of thought he was thinking, so he stretched out his hand and pushed open the temple door.

squeak-

The gate of the temple made an old and toothache sound, and everything inside the gate fell into the eyes of the young man without any cover.

Even though the young man was stunned, he looked at a certain place with a slightly astonished expression, and was unable to speak for a long time——

He saw a figure standing quietly on the long and empty steps of the treasure hall of the ancient temple, tall and thin, dressed in a spotless white robe, showing a kind of century-old loneliness in the vast and lonely snow.

"You are..." When the boy came back to his senses, he realized that he had walked into the temple unknowingly and stood under the steps.He looked up at the white shadow, frowned slightly, and asked in doubt, "Who are you? Why are you in this ghost temple?"

The monk in white robe was stunned for a moment, staring at the young man's eyebrows, he seemed to understand something but hesitated, "Can you see me?"

The boy hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

This year is the Kuimao year, 17 years since the death of Nasa Mi, 37 years since the First Battle of Heishitan, and more than a hundred years since the death of the same lamp.

There is always an end to sitting idle, and friends can finally meet again.

A few white lights flashed across the sky in the distance, and rumbling sounds rolled along the sky.The first rain and thunder of this year is here, and the blooming spring is not far away...

Thousands of miles away, the most famous restaurant in Ningyang County, Huizhou Prefecture is as full as ever.

Xue Xian and Xuan Min, who had just finished spreading the rain, stood at the door, took a look and entered the shop.

Half an hour ago, Xue Xian was still spreading rain on the other side of the river.It's just that he was a little bit greedy after finishing the cloth, and wanted to eat "Peach Fat Roasted Pork" on a whim. Xuan Min never objected to his request, so the two traveled thousands of miles to this Jiuweiju.

When Xue Xian entered the store, he said to Xuan Min: "When I first settled down in Ningyang County, all I ate was this shop's signboard. But at that time it was inconvenient to move, so it was Jiang Shining, the bookworm, who bought it for me. I don't know. After more than 30 years, the taste of those dishes has never changed."

Xuan Min glanced at the breakfast stand outside the house, "Yeah", "I remember this place."

"Eh? Have you come to eat too?" Xue Xian was taken aback.

"The day I went to Jiang's Medical Hall to arrest you, it was exactly at the request of the waiter of this restaurant." Xuan Min explained calmly.

After living for thousands of years, if you can remember everything clearly, your brain will not be enough.Xue Xian always only remembered some special people or things, as if he remembered how Xuan Min shoveled him up from the ground in the side room of the Jiang family medical hall, and also vaguely remembered that he ran into someone from the yamen when he went out, but he thought I don't remember who else was there at the time.

After being mentioned by Xuan Min, he had some vague impressions, and said casually: "It seems that there is such a person, I can't remember clearly."

The waiter of this Jiuweiju is very enthusiastic. When he saw the two people entering the store, he didn't say it was full. He just told them with a smile on his face that all the food in Jiuweiju could be packed and brought back. If you don't mind, There are still two tables with few guests, so they can sit together.

The bamboo house where Xue Xian and Xuan Min lived was also separated by a big river from here, at least it was nearly a thousand miles away, and it would be too outrageous to take a food box and toss around in the sky.Therefore, Xue Xian consulted Xuan Min, a fastidious person, with his eyes, then waved his big hand, and said to Xiaoer, "It's okay, let's sit together."

"Okay! I've neglected the two of you. Our boss and the boss's wife have said that the money for sitting together will be halved." Xiao Er led the two of them to a table with a smile.

There were indeed few guests at this table, there was only one person, who was born fair and clean, and looked like a scholar, but judging by his clothes, he was at least from a wealthy family.

Probably Xue Xian didn't have many scholars who left an impression in his memory, and even fewer of them knew him well.So when he looked at the scholars all over the world, he felt that there was a shadow of Jiang Shining.

No, he turned his head to Xuan Min and said, "This man looks a bit like that nerd."

here we go again……

Xuan Min was quite speechless, pinched his chin, and signaled him to sit down quickly and don't stand stupidly.

The scholar's dish had just been served, and when he saw them sitting down, he smiled at them in a friendly manner, then raised his finger and pointed to his portion of roast chicken in a clay pot, and said to the two of them: "It's fate to sit at the same table, why don't we go together?" eat."

When he laughed, he looked more like Jiang Shining, so Xue Xian started chatting with him in denial.

The two people don't talk about each other, but they actually see the same thing when it comes to eating.After Xiaoer served the dishes one after another, both of them laughed because they ordered exactly the same dishes.

"It's really a predestined relationship. To be honest, I just saw the two of you, and I felt a little kind." The scholar smiled gently and said, "It's like meeting an old friend."

Xue Xian was taken aback for a moment, then exchanged a glance with Xuan Min, then looked at the scholar again, and said, "Coincidentally, we also think you look like an old friend, maybe you were an old friend in a previous life."

……

Xue Xian enjoyed the meal physically and mentally, and before leaving, he left three paper symbols for the scholar, saying that if there is any need for help in the future, he will be there immediately.

Until returning to the bamboo building, there was still a slight smile on the corner of Xue Xian's mouth.

"Have you seen his face?" He said to Xuan Min, "He is a blessed man in this life, and he will live a long life."

Xuan Min watched him ramble on for a long time, then nodded his head and said "yes", then pinched his chin and sealed his lips.

Just seeing the kiss, the black bird ran away like hell, running far away, as if afraid of seeing some blinding scenes.

The two entangled until midnight, finally calmed down, and fell asleep lightly leaning on each other.

It is easy to fall into a chaotic dream in shallow sleep, Xuan Min suddenly felt that he was back in the stone room under the bamboo building, Xue Xian stood beside him, very close to him, squinting his eyes and said: "You owe me a lot , now I just need a little blood from you, will you give it or not?" There was an evil spirit in the cold face, and there was also a deep hatred.

He closed his eyes and didn't move away. He let Xue Xian bury him between his neck, bit his skin and sucked a mouthful of blood.

When Xue Xian stood up straight again, there was still a trace of blood on the corner of his hateful mouth, which looked abrupt and glaring on his plain white face.

Xuan Min raised his hand, trying to help him wipe off the trace of blood, but halfway up the hand, he was touched by someone around him.

"Dream?" Someone asked him in a low voice.

Xuan Min suddenly opened his eyes, and saw that the person in the dream was looking at him with his head upright, the evil spirit and hatred in the dream were gone completely, and there was even a smile on the corner of his mouth.

He was stunned for a while, and finally realized that he had dreamed about his former demon again.

This inner demon has been following him since the battle at Heishitan, and it will pop up when he is not careful from time to time. I'm afraid.

However, after more than 30 years, this demon has finally appeared less and less, and it has only been a few times in recent years. Maybe in a year or two, it will really never be dreamed again.He seems to be a person who is belatedly aware. After spending so long, he is finally going to get out of the guilt and longing that he can't let go of.

It's just because the people around you are always there, how lucky you are.

Xuan Min's dark eyes looked at Xue Xian quietly for a moment, then suddenly turned over and pressed him over, the kiss that fell on Xue Xian's lips was a bit heavy and full of tenderness.

Xue Xian replied angrily, "Do you still think you won't be able to leave the house for a few days..."

This entanglement will last for a long time.

After Hu Tianhei's fierce battle, Xue Xian lazily leaned on Xuan Min's shoulder, hooked his chin with his fingers nonchalantly, and said casually: "I feel more and more that you serious The appearance is all pretending, I just mentioned a few more words to others, you just torture me like this, don't give me a good time..."

There was still a hoarseness full of lust in his voice, while he was complaining, but his face was full of idleness and contentment, it could be seen that he was just talking to tease people.

It took more than 30 years to realize this, which is indeed a talent.

The black bird who was hiding outside the house couldn't hear the two of them, so he sneaked up again, and when he landed by the window, he happened to hear Xue Xian's words, and immediately felt that he was blind and deaf, and rushed into the house. The person spat vividly.

Xue Xian, who was still sluggish at first, regained his energy immediately, raised his hand and pointed at the black bird cub, and said angrily, "I'm so courageous, I dare to spit on others, you can try again, and I'll make sure you have roasted bird meat tonight." .”

Blackbird: "Speech!"

Then he hurriedly squeaked and rolled away, as if he was going to die if he was a step too slow.

Xue Xian: "..."

Xuan Min sat leaning against the wall, quietly watching someone quarrel with the bird in a serious manner.

So when Xue Xian turned his head, he saw the corner of Xuan Min's mouth that was curled up.

He was taken aback immediately, "Did you just couldn't hold back your laughter?"

Xuan Min's face was indifferent, and the eight winds did not move: "No."

Xue Xian stared at him for a while, "I saw it!"

Xuan Min remained unmoved: "I read it wrong."

Xue Xian: "...Laugh again?"

Xuan Min helped Xue Xian pull up his clothes without saying a word, got off the bed with a calm expression, tidied up, then turned to Xue Xian and asked, "Want to go to Daze Temple?"

"Damn it! Just laugh first." Xue Xian couldn't help getting out of bed as he spoke, and began to twiddle his hands and feet. Just as he was making a fuss, the little black bird who had fled for his life came back again.

This time I brought back a carrier pigeon with a letter from Taichang Temple tied to its leg as always.

Xuan Min unfolded the tissue paper and read it carefully.

Xue Xian leaned over and asked, "What happened again?"

In recent years, Xuan Min has deliberately downplayed the position of national teacher from the court, after all, it is always inappropriate to rely too much on one person's strength.What's more, if you really want to save the world, you don't have to have such a vain position.

Letters from Taichang Temple are no longer as frequent as before, this time it is just a routine report to him as a matter of routine.

Xuan Min closed the tissue paper, and said to Xue Xian in a low voice, "It's all right, it's another good year."

In this Xixi dusty world, what you ask for is nothing more than this, debts must be repaid, favors must be repaid, promises must be fulfilled, and love must be kept.

The weather is smooth and the mountains and rivers are in Chang'an.

This life is considered to have no regrets.

The author has something to say: Nine is a perfect number, so it ends here! ~

Thank you for your company for nearly four months. I am very happy to write, and I hope you enjoy reading it. See you in the next story~=3=

The copywriting of the new pit has been opened, and the person setting has been set: anti-social personality attack x gentle scum accept, those who are interested can accept it, and it will open in March if there is no accident.

Added extra episode: Loquat

This year's Meng Xia was extremely hot, and the rain was more abundant than in previous years. The sky and the earth were falling, and it could rain three times a day without stopping.

In the county town, the slate official road is damp and dries quickly, which has no effect, but it is not good in the mountains. The places where the footholds are all wet mud, and some depressions are simply stewed with mud soup. Stepping on it can make your face swollen. .People who run to the mountains without anything to do in this kind of day are probably a little sick in their minds.

For example, the few people on Jiangsong Mountain.

"One last time." Tong Deng stood by the main hall door of Daze Temple with his hands behind his back, staring at Xuan Min slapping the clothes cleansing amulet on Xue Xian, "Don't come here tomorrow, at least give me a quiet day. "

Xue Xian turned his head to look at the back of his thin shirt, stretched out a leg for Xuan Min to throw a talisman, and said to Tong Deng, "I'm not here to see you, I'm here to guard my loquat. It's ripe, I'm afraid you'll steal it if you're hungry."

Tong Deng has behaved in a restrained and dignified way in his life, and he has never been "greedy" for so many years in the world.Leng Buding was thrown a bucket of sewage by this ancestor, almost laughed angrily, he turned his head and said to Xuan Min: "Do you care?"

Xuan Min: "..."

Can we still have today?

Xuan Min was used to this situation for a long time, his complexion didn't change, and he was still in the middle of the two, and he still looked calm, giving Xue Xian some troubles on his body.

The ancestor came here in a hurry, and he didn't look at the road. When he entered the gate of Daze Temple, the mud splashes on the hem of his robe could make up a picture of a peacock spreading its tail. Clean up.

"Hey, it's almost done." Xue Xian raised his arms and looked around, "My robe is thin, if I pull it around like this, it will die. Why are you master and apprentice so poor... ..."

"Don't move around." Xuan Min said calmly.

With a sweep of his sleeves, Tong Deng turned his head and went into the house.

Xue Xian felt that he had been cleansed completely, so he clicked his tongue.He was afraid that Xuan Min's efforts would be in vain, so when he stepped over the threshold, he condescendingly lifted the hem of his robe, raised his foot to show the height, so as not to sweep up the dust just after cleaning it.

Xuan Min took a step behind, watched him silently holding on to the threshold and patted him, signaling him to stop making gestures and enter the room quickly.

Xue Xian squinted at him: "Where are you shooting?"

"Are you two planning to stand there and sing a play?" Tong Deng sat cross-legged beside the futon, with a table in front of him, covered with soft white paper, and just wrote two lines.

Xue Xian walked over lazily, stood by the table and tilted his head to look at it for a while, "Give that little black skin a silent book again?"

Tongdeng clicked his tongue and looked at him with his pen in his hand, "You call my apprentice a bald donkey, you call me a monk, and now you call Yunzhou a black skin, can you call him a serious person?"

Xue Xian: "No."

Tong Deng: "..."

The little black skin in the mouth of this ancestor is the current mountain guard of Jiang Songshan.When he first came up the mountain, he was still a young man in the [-]th or [-]th year of his life, without even a famous name, and now he is very weak. The name Yunzhou was given to him by Tongdeng.

Ever since he got acquainted with Tong Deng, he would stay in Daze Temple after touring the mountains every day, sometimes learning characters with Tong Deng, and sometimes making a small pot of tea for Tong Deng and chatting for a while.I can't drink tea with the same lamp, but I like to smell the fragrance of tea.

After coming and going, he even became acquainted with Xue Xian and Xuan Min.

Xue Xian fumbled in his sleeve for a while, and found a good ink stick, and put it on the table, "I think your ink stick is almost used up, so I brought you another one."

Tong Deng pinched the ink ingot and looked it over, nodded: "Good Mo, go and guard your loquat."

Xue Xian dragged Xuan Min around the altar to the back door of the main hall.

There used to be a lot of trees in the yard outside the door, but in this season, the canopy can be covered with shade to avoid the heat, but unfortunately they all turned into dead wood piles in the fire that year, with their branches stuck in the mud, looking very desolate.

Years ago, Xue Xian didn't know whether he was addicted to drinking or took the wrong medicine prescription, so he got greedy for loquat on a whim.The miasma around the bamboo house where they lived was too dense, and after two failed attempts, he urged Xuan Min to plant in Daze Temple, which was about to become their summer resort anyway.

Xuan Min had always been indulgent towards Xue Xian, so he turned around and planted a loquat tree and planted it in the courtyard.

Tongdeng glanced at it at that time, just said "very good" and didn't say any more. After all, the sapling of the tree is too small, and it will take a long time for it to grow into loquats.

In the end, this matter did not know which tendon of Yunzhou was touched. Within a few days, he brought back three wild loquats from the mountain nest without saying a word.

Wild loquats are already hard-fought, even if the few of them didn't take much care of them, they prospered on their own. As soon as the season came, they were full of fruits, from green to yellow, and they became more abundant day by day.

Xue Xian dragged Xuan Min to watch every day since the loquat came to the fore, until the loquat was almost ripe.

Tongdeng has never seen such a greedy ghost for so many years, but he is a real dragon who cannot be offended, and he asked his apprentice to recruit him back, which is really a bad fate.

Tong Deng picked up his pen again, and was about to finish the book silently, when the gate of Daze Temple creaked again.

He sighed: Don't try to complete this book today.

Without raising his eyes, he knew who was entering the courtyard.But he still looked up.

Seeing Yunzhou pin the courtyard door from the inside, he turned and walked towards the main hall.Over the years, he has grown very fast, growing like a joint, becoming more and more straight, the sleeves of the thin shirt are rolled up, and the exposed arms are covered with a layer of tight muscles.

He was actually not dark, at most he was wheat-colored, but he was darkened several times by Xue Xian's ancestors.

"It's cloudy, and it's going to rain again later." When Yunzhou entered the door, he complained casually, as naturally as entering his own door.

The same lamp answered, and tried to lift the pen again, but this time he stopped the action himself, and he turned to look at Yunzhou: "What did you bring up?"

"Tea." Yunzhou raised the things in his hand to show him, smiled, "and wine."

His inadvertent action was the same as that of an old friend many, many years ago. He felt a little dazed watching the same lamp, and subconsciously replied, "You want to trick me into drinking again?"

Yunzhou bent down to put the tea on the table, and said casually, "What are you lying to, this is not Qiu Lubai."

After saying this, he himself was taken aback for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at Tong Deng, and found that he was also a little taken aback.

Tong Deng opened his mouth: "You..."

Yunzhou was at a loss for a moment, hesitatingly said: "I also... don't know why I said this."

Tong Deng said "Oh" and smiled, "Forget it, the tea is set, the wine should be kept far away, don't hinder me from writing silently for you."

Yun Zhou nodded. He leaned against the desk, watched Tong Deng write a few words, and couldn't help but touched his face and asked, "My handwriting...has it improved?"

Tongdeng glanced at him, then continued to write, and said: "I have grown up, at least I have changed from crawling on my stomach to crawling on my knees."

Yunzhou: "..."

Tong Deng didn't look at him, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Yunzhou sighed, straightened up holding the small pot of wine, and walked around to the back door to take a look.

Xue Xian was leaning against the door with his arms folded, staring at the loquat and chatting with Xuan Min in a low voice, when he saw him coming, he raised his chin, "I was talking about you just now, what are you carrying? Wine? "

Yunzhou raised the pot in his hand to them, "I touched the loquat in the morning, and it is ripe, you have to pick it and eat it with wine."

Xue Xian blinked: "It's the first time I've heard of drinking with loquats."

Yunzhou took the jug and hid behind the Buddhist altar again, probably put down the wine and went to learn calligraphy with the same lamp.

Xue Xian had a good nose, and the aroma was still there after the wine was gone. He stretched his neck and sniffed twice, but Xuan Min pinched his chin and turned back: "You can do whatever you like with loquats, but not with wine."

Xue Xian narrowed his eyes and looked at him for a while, then leaned crookedly against the door, turned his face and shouted inside: "Monk, your disciple is rebellious, I'm not allowed to drink."

Tong Deng was talking to Yun Zhou, and without looking back, he said, "What does it have to do with me?"

Xue Xian had just had a good time with his mouth, so he didn't really expect him to be able to say anything human.He turned around, patted Xuan Min's face, and asked, "Why can't you drink wine?"

Xuan Min grabbed his wrist, took off the paw on his nose, and counted calmly: "Last time, you drank a jar of Luofuchun and dragged me up to the Taihang Snow Peak. Next time, You drank half a pot of green bamboo leaves and fell into the East China Sea. Then—”

"Don't do it again——" Xue Xian tugged at him angrily, leaned over to seal his mouth, and licked him again, then quickly leaned back to the door with a serious face.

Xuan Min: "..."

Xue Xian turned his face around, raised his hand and pointed to the yard, "Don't look at me, look over there, it's raining."

Xuan Min sighed.

It was really raining outside.

Meng Xia's rain does not bring clouds and thunder, but is thin and dense. When it falls, there is a light rustling sound, but it seems that the whole world has slowed down, calm and stable.

The hawkers in the county town were busy moving the goods from the stalls to the restaurant, the passers-by raised their hands to cover their heads and faces, and the women in the courtyard put away the clothes on the bamboo racks to dry.

The crowing of chickens and barking of dogs in the village became distant in the rain, and the sound of Dada's horseshoes on the official road.

Behind the Buddhist altar, the conversations with Deng and Yunzhou occasionally came over, and the content could not be heard clearly, but they were nothing more than trivial matters in the world.

Xuan Min glanced at the fruits in the yard, Xue Xian had been guarding them for half a month, and now they were washed by the rain, and all of them became oily and bright yellow, freshly hanging full of branches.

His eyes moved, and when they fell on Xue Xian's face again, Xue Xian was smiling with one corner of his mouth curled up.

Xuan Min looked at it for a while, then lowered his eyes and kissed it.

The best days in the world are probably like this...

Loquat drizzle, prosperity and peace.