God, I don't want to be a matchmaker!

Xiao Mo:

Xiao Mo is a very ordinary girl. She is not very good-looking, but she is definitely beautiful. Her family is not very rich, but she has never been short of money.

She has been a teacher all her life, teaching and educating people. All the students she took care of liked her very much. Even after they had grown up and went their separate ways, they never forgot this teacher.

Many, many years later, Xiao Mo was lying on the rocking chair, basking in the warm winter sun coming in from the window, she felt a little sleepy, as if drowsy.

In this life, she is 89 years old, a very long life.

After leaving Lingxiao Temple that day and returning to the mortal world, no one came to her again, and her life seemed to have returned to its original peace.But only she knew in herself, and there was a piece of emptiness in her heart from now on.

She has never been married in her life, and seems to be waiting for someone who will never appear again.

She knew that her time was approaching, she used to think that she would not be afraid of death, but in fact, how could she not be afraid?She's also just an ordinary person, even though she was once a god.

She was afraid, afraid of drinking the water of Wangchuan, just like in the past, completely forgetting this life.

She would rather not remember herself than forget Linglong again.

Before she remembered, Linglong refused to tell her her name.It was like this in the previous life, and it is still like this in this life.

In the past, Xiao Mo couldn't figure it out, but now she understands.

Qianyan is a goddess worshiped by everyone in Wa Palace, while Linglong is just a little girl who can spoil her at will.

Qianyan belongs to all living beings, Linglong only belongs to Xiao Mo.

Unfortunately, she understood too late.

How many lifetimes has Linglong been looking for her?She dared not even think about it.

Fire poison burns the body, cold air erodes the lungs, Linglong has tried all the most painful things in the world for her.

They have all worked hard, but hard work may not be rewarded. If everything is still empty after hard work, then probably, they are really missed.

She and Feng Jiuge met before, and Emperor Suzaku asked her if she wanted to live forever?If she jumped out of reincarnation, maybe she would have a chance to meet Linglong again.

She refused.There is no need for this.

Obsession is a demonic obstacle, or let go, or doomed.

She has no way to turn back, Linglong shouldn't have such a result.

She knew it was cruel to make such a decision, but she was willing.It doesn't matter if Linglong hates her, she can only let go after hating her.She didn't want her to torture herself any more.

The cause and effect of past lives should not be entangled any longer.

It is better to forget each other from now on than to regenerate evil after one side, and the rivers and lakes will disappear.

The sun shone into Xiao Mo's eyes, her eyes were sore and astringent, she really wanted to close them.

So, close it.

Knowing that you won't see it, knowing that it's your own decision, there will always be a glimmer of hope in your heart...

man!That's all, greedy enough.

Linglong, even if you and I never meet again...

exquisite

"Grandma, please control your emotions a little. Whenever you are sad, there will be thunder and rain in this area. Calm down!"

Feng Jiuge leaned on a hundred-year-old sycamore tree, and said to the little red snake coiled on the branch: "You miss her so much, why don't you appear in front of her, and just stay and watch from a distance?"

The little red snake said: "Master, it's you who should calm down a bit. My master doesn't care about me, you should always go home and stay with that one!"

Feng Jiuge smiled and said: "No rush, no rush. I still have someone back home, and now you have returned to Jiuquan, so you can't go back even if you want to?"

Linglong said: "There is also reincarnation."

Feng Jiu sang: "Why bother?"

Linglong was silent for a while, and said: "I don't know either. But I just want to look at her, it's okay to look at her. I know that I am destined to disappoint the master and the elders of the clan, but it seems that I am not destined to be The kind of person who can carry the burden."

Feng Jiuge sighed: "Now that you know it, you should understand the meaning of responsibility. This is not because you do whatever you want. Brother Fuxi raised you as his own daughter because he never promised your father. , you are his responsibility, so he exhausted his mind to protect you. You bear the hope of the elders in your clan and have been worshiped by the immortals for thousands of years. Shouldn't you also do something you should do? ?”

"You only see my happy life now, but you don't see everything I do behind my back. Linglong, I will call you Linglong one last time. Remember, Linglong belongs to Xiao Mo. Maybe she should be dusty, maybe she should die, Qianyan , as a goddess, what you should do is already a cliché, and my uncle doesn't want to tell you again and again."

"If you understand Xiao Mo's painstaking efforts, please take your responsibility."

The little snake looked at Feng Jiuge's leaving back, and lay down silently on the tree trunk again, with his head raised a little.

Linglong, is she already dead?

That person is dead, and before she starts her next life, it seems that Linglong really should be sealed away.

Xiao Mo, in your next life, will you be a man or a woman?

Whether it's a man or a woman, I'll come to you, right?

But, before I find you, maybe I really should do what my uncle said, make myself stronger.

The author has something to say:

I seem to be a bit messed up? ? ?

Okay, don't worry about it, let it rot, anyway, Yeye feels that I have already explained what I want to explain!

Speaking of this article, although it is not long, it is really full of bitter tears.

Forget about the first Lily that I tried, I showed it to my classmates, and my classmates asked me, you are not such a person, writing is not so thunderous, is it?

Well, I admit, this article is thunderous.

My mother asked me what I thought of Jinjiang, and said that what I wrote was so strange, whether there was no foundation or no connotation... I admit that this article was a bit of a game from the beginning, which is true.

But if you want to ask what Jinjiang is to me, it can be said to be a haven of relaxation.As soon as I entered the rot door, it was as deep as the sea, and it probably contained my irritability, impatience, and all kinds of complaints!

I promised that this article will not be cheated, you see I am really not cheated!

Do you keep your word!Yes or no! ! !

Okay, this is actually just because I want to open a new pit~

23333~Happy New Year everyone!The baby is a night who doesn't like to save manuscripts, so maybe he will be excited to code new pits on New Year's Eve?

My mother asked me to write something normal (==), but what is normal?

Alright, how about this romance?

If there are little angels in this article, can you poke Yeye's new hole?