Jianghu lore order

[-]. The monk

Rain is heavy.

Autumn rain is colder.

There are very few people on the street.

Although it is afternoon, the sun cannot be seen in such weather.

But Xiao Bao of the Zhang family stood at the door, did not go back to the house, and did not move at all.

A monk is meditating on the street.

The rain soaked all his robes.His monk's robe is not new, and it looks like rice paper that will be broken at any time after being soaked by the rain.

Xiaobao couldn't help asking his mother, "Mother, why did that monk sit in the rain?"

Mother said: "Mother doesn't know either, Xiaobao, go and ask, if he would like to come to the house to shelter from the rain?"

Holding an umbrella, Xiaobao ran to the monk, came back after a while, and said to his mother, "Mother, he said that there is no rain around him."

That's not something a normal person would say.

He may be an eminent monk who has attained the Tao, or he may just be a monk with a bad mind.

Xiaobao's mother was a kind person, she took a straw mat and said to Xiaobao: "Xiaobao, the ground is wet and cold, take it to that monk."

Little Treasure ran over bumpily again, and handed the straw mat to the monk.

The monk did not refuse, stood up, took the straw mat, and sat down again.

But Xiaobao said: "Grand Monk, you will get sick if you are exposed to the rain like this."

The monk said: "Rain is rain, and disease is disease."

Of course Xiaobao would not understand what he meant, and I am afraid few people could understand what he meant.

Xiaobao asked again: "Did you get caught in the rain because you were in a bad mood?"

The monk shook his head and said, "No."

Xiao Bao also shook his head and said, "You must be lying to me."

But the monk said: "I will never lie to the little baby."

Xiaobao said: "Then you will tell me whatever I ask you?"

The monk paused and said, "I haven't talked to the little baby for a long time."

Xiao Bao asked, "What's your name?"

The monk said: "Everyone calls me an honest monk."

Xiao Bao clapped his hands and said with a smile: "It turns out that others call you that, you must be a very honest monk."

The monk said: "A monk is a monk, and an honest monk is an honest monk."

Xiaobao said, "Where is your home?"

The monk said: "The monk is home all over the world."

Xiaobao said, "You must have many friends."

The monk thought for a while and said, "Originally the monk had friends, but they should all have died a few days ago."

Xiao Bao was surprised: "They should all be dead?"

The monk nodded and said, "Almost all of them are dead."

Xiaobao felt sad for him, frowned and said, "You must be very sad, that's why you came to get in the rain."

The monk shook his head again and said: "If you die, you will die. Maybe it's not a bad thing."

Xiao Bao comforted: "Maybe they are not dead."

The monk said: "Even if he is not dead, the monk will never see one of them again."

Xiao Bao asked, "Why?"

The monk said: "The relationship between the monk and him is exhausted."

Xiao Bao said, "Aren't you friends anymore?"

But the monk shook his head and said: "The monk returned his slap, and he told the monk that the two of us have no master or servant, no relatives and no friends, the friendship is over, and there will be no future."

How could a child understand what he said?

But the monk is an honest monk, and an honest monk will not lie to children.

At such a young age, Xiaobao only knew that losing a friend would make him sad, so he patted the monk on the shoulder lightly and said, "Don't be sad, great monk, Xiaobao can be your friend."

The honest monk smiled, but said, "What's your name, little baby?"

Xiaobao said, "My name is Zhang Yuanbao."

The monk clasped his hands together and said: "Amitabha, the monk has been wandering all his life, but there are still people willing to be friends with me."

He is actually more like a monk at the moment.

He was originally a monk.

Xiaobao's mother saw that he never came back, so she also came over.

But Xiaobao ran over and threw himself into his mother's arms.

Mother asked: "What's the matter, Xiaobao?"

Xiao Bao stretched out his hand, and there was a shiny golden thing in his palm.

It was a gold ingot!

The mother was taken aback, and said: "Xiaobao, where did you come from?"

Xiaobao said: "That monk friend gave it to me."

Mother said: "Why did he give you such a precious thing?"

Xiao Bao said: "He said that my name is Yuan Bao, so I should have a Yuan Bao in my hand."

Mother patted his head and said, "Little Treasure, don't accept such a precious thing. If a monk wants such an ingot, he doesn't know how many fates, how many roads he will have to walk, and how many hardships he will have to go through."

Xiaobao nodded and said, "Mother, Xiaobao give it back to him and let him buy new clothes."

The two of them walked over.

But there are no monks there.

Only rain.

No one, let alone a monk.

Two, the thief

What is the fastest leg in the world?

Is it the legs of a good horse that travels thousands of miles a day, or the legs of a fairy who walks against the wind and does not touch the mortal world?

Normally, someone would answer like this, but at this time, I am afraid that no one will be able to speak, and just stare blankly at one person, or just an afterimage.

If one person is too fast, others will only see shadows.

But the shadow seen by others is not just a person.

Because this person is carrying another person on his back.

No one knows who he is, but everyone who sees him will believe that this man has the fastest legs in the world.

No one knows that this person not only has the fastest legs in the world, but also the fastest hands in the world.

This person is Sikong Zhaixing.

Besides Sikong Zhaixing, who can be called the fastest, dare to be called the fastest?

With Hua ManLou on his back, he only went to one place, just to find one person.

Yama Hall.

Yan Wugeng's granddaughter!

Who can believe that a little girl is staying in Yan Luo Temple.

She is alone.

If there are others, it is the snakes around her, the birds around her, the flowers on the hillside.

She is not afraid.

She is so young that she is not afraid of snakes, the dark, or loneliness.

Sikong Zhaixing ran in.

It's already dawn.

Not only is it bright, but it will soon be dark again.

The little girl raised her head, and there was a bit of confusion in her eyes.

Sikong Zhaixing only said anxiously: "I beg the girl to save someone!"

His face was already very pale. Although he was shouting, his words had no strength.

His strength has long been exhausted in running.

But the little girl said: "I have seen you, you once came to find grandpa with a monk."

Sikong Zhaixing nodded, but still said: "I beg the girl to save someone."

He didn't say please, but he still asked for it.

Sikong Zhaixing was never a person who would ask for help.

But at this time, there was a person on his back.

This person has been seriously injured and is in critical condition.

The little girl finally looked at the person on his back.

Even though he is full of injuries, it can still be seen that he is a son, an elegant and distinguished son.

Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but it had dried up.

He closed his eyes tightly, as if he would never open them again.

Perhaps, it really won't open again.

The little girl said: "I'm afraid I can't save him."

Sikong Zhaixing said sadly: "Why?"

The little girl said: "Because he is already dead."

Sikong Zhaixing was taken aback.

A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth.

He has been running for too long.He could no longer hold back the anger.

No matter how powerful the thief is, he can't steal other people's lives.

Even if he fights with his life, it will be useless after all.

He finally fell.

But the little girl shook her head and said softly: "I'm afraid I have to save your life first."

A snake crawled into the house, and the little girl stretched out her hand, and the snake moved gently to her palm.

The little girl sighed, but said to the snake: "But if you save them, you will die."

The snake spit out the letter, which seemed ordinary and impermanent.

Three, miracle doctor

The moon is like a jade plate.

People have sorrows and sorrows and joys, and moons have yin and qing, which is difficult to complete.

But if the moon is already full, can people be separated less and get together more?

A little girl stands under the moonlight.

There is a person standing beside him.

Sikong catches the stars.

When Sikong Zhaixing just woke up, he only saw this kind of moon.

Then he suddenly had a very blank moment.

He suddenly forgot who he was.

He didn't know who he was, whether he had friends or enemies.

He didn't know where he was, let alone what he was going to do.

This is the most relaxing moment.

It's easy because it's blank.

And because of the ease, there is a bit of emptiness.

But at this moment, his heart is full, full of moonlight, and full of hope.

Sikong took it off and said, "Thank you."

He thanked such a little girl.

The little girl said, "I just want to ask you one thing."

Sikong Zhaixing said: "What's the matter?"

The little girl frowned, and she seemed unwilling to speak.

Sikong Zhaixing seemed to understand what she wanted to ask.His eyes changed.He was slightly taken aback.

The little girl finally said: "Why do you think I can save him?"

Sikong Zhaixing fell silent.He knew that from his first step here, he had done one thing wrong.

The little girl said: "Not only did you not look for my grandfather, you didn't even ask me about him."

At the moment when Sikong Zaixing came, he didn't look for Yan Wugeng, but came straight to her.

She finally turned around and whispered, "You must have seen Grandpa. And..."

She said, "You know, he's never coming back."

If a person is too smart, maybe it is not a good thing.It will not only add a lot of burdens, but also add a lot of sadness.

Sikong Zhaixing finally said: "Perhaps you guessed wrong."

The little girl said: "I also really hope that I guessed wrong."

Suddenly there were tears in her childish eyes.Under the moonlight, it looks like clear waves and rippling water.

Sikong Zhaixing couldn't help but feel a little sad, he only said softly: "Your grandpa will always come back."

The little girl didn't speak.

For all her cleverness and sharpness, she was still a child.

How can a child not be sad after losing a loved one?How could she hide her sadness again?

Sikong Zhaixing said softly: "Actually, there are many things, if you don't explore them yourself, you may never get the real answer."

But the little girl said: "But sometimes, who knows, the real answer is the answer you want?"

Sikong Zhaixing was stunned.

Two tears slipped from the little girl's eyes and fell to the ground with a clear dripping sound.

Sikong Zhaixing touched her head, and couldn't help but hug her in his arms.

He had never seen a child like her.She is so young, but she can see through and understand better than some people who have lived for decades.What kind of person will she be when she grows up?

The little girl suddenly said: "I also ask you to promise me one thing."

Sikong Zhaixing said: "What's the matter?"

The little girl said, "Find someone for me."

Sikong Zhaixing seemed to know.

He said: "Okay."

The little girl said, "Do you know who I want you to find?"

Sikong Zhaixing said: "You want me to find someone with four eyebrows."

The little girl nodded.

The little girl said: "But no matter what, don't come here again until I heal your friend."

Sikong Zhaixing was stunned.

He finally asked, "Will he be all right?"

The little girl shook her head and said, "I don't know either. He may never wake up."

Sikong Zhaixing said: "He will definitely wake up."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly couldn't say a word.

He couldn't say.

He could no longer tell her that the person she was looking for might never come back.

Four, the prodigal son

Hua Ruling once hit a hidden weapon.

But it can't be counted as being injured by a hidden weapon.

Because he was saved by another hidden weapon.

Splash tears!

When Huaping saw him wake up, he finally couldn't help crying.

Anyone who has experienced such a big change, I'm afraid it's hard to bear in his heart. What's more, Huaping can't change it, and he can't save it. All he can do is wait.

And he finally waited for this day.

Hua Ruling saw someone.

A man with four eyebrows.

Lu Xiaofeng.

Besides Lu Xiaofeng, who can save Hua Ruling?

Lu Xiaofeng did not die.

Hua Ruling was in a coma for a long time, unaware of the earth-shattering changes in the world.But when he woke up, his mind was no longer confused.

He said: "I didn't hit Liu Tieyi's hidden weapon, it's only because my nephew put flowers and tears on me."

He continued: "But I was in a coma for more than a month, and it was my nephew who used the poison of Yan Luohui and Yan Wugeng."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Uncle please forgive me."

Hua Ruling shook her head, and said, "I don't know my nephew's painstaking efforts. My nephew didn't want me to be involved in Dingtian Pavilion, so he used Liu Tieyi's matter to get me out of the situation."

Lu Xiaofeng finally said: "The Dingtian Pavilion is over, there is no Dingtian Pavilion in the world."

Hua Ruling was stunned.Finally, he sighed.

He just sighed.

Many people have done many great things, and experienced countless thrilling and dangerous obstacles, but perhaps what they got in return was nothing but a sigh from others.Just a sigh.

Hua Ruling finally said, "Where's Lou'er?"

He already sensed something was wrong.

Lu Xiaofeng is here, but his son is not here.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at him and said softly: "He's gone out, he will be back soon."

Hua Ruling was silent.

He already felt a kind of unspeakable grief, which almost exhausted all his strength, the pain in his heart.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at him, with only firmness and hope in his eyes.

He said: "Uncle Hua, Qi Tong will definitely come back."

He didn't call him Brother Hua, he just called him Qitong.

That was supposed to be an affectionate name for Huamanlou by others, but when it was said from Lu Xiaofeng's mouth, it added a bit of tenderness and love.

Hua Ruling is already at such an age, how can she not understand.

He said: "So you..."

At this moment, Lu Xiaofeng actually leaned forward and bowed.

Hua Ruling hurried to help him.

But Lu Xiaofeng said: "Lu Xiaofeng's nature is romantic, he has been free and easy for decades, he has no entanglement, there is nothing to say today, I just hope this worship, but please know my heart, Lu Xiaofeng only has flowers in his heart, and he only wants to live Long Man, you can accompany him hand in hand."

As he spoke, he bowed his head and bowed.

Hua Ruling's intuition was shocked, and she couldn't say a word.

He only knew that Lu Xiaofeng roamed the rivers and lakes, was unrestrained and romantic, and cherished his friends very much, even willing to sacrifice himself to suffer all kinds of hardships, but today's Lu Xiaofeng was different from what he knew.

His prodigal son's heart actually contained such infatuation and sincerity!

He would actually say that to Hua Ruling.

Hua Ruling only said: "Nephew Lu Xian...you...why do you..."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Uncle Hua, I thought I would end up drifting away from the rivers and lakes, with no etiquette and cumbersome heart, but today I realized that if there is only one person in my heart, I only hope that everyone in the world knows it, and I only hope that his relatives can too. Knowing what is allowed, I don’t want to have scruples and sorrows, and I don’t want to use this to deceive and hide, and put my true heart in falsehood.”

Hua Ruling was also moved when she heard his sincere words.

But he said, "But what if I don't allow it?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "No matter what, Lu Xiaofeng will not change his mind towards Huamanlou."

Hua Ruling's eyes were moistened, and all the smells were mixed for a while, so she couldn't speak.

He helped Lu Xiaofeng up, and finally said: "Young people's affairs, after all, young people should decide by themselves."

Lu Xiaofeng was taken aback.

Hua Ruling said: "Although I am Lou'er's father, his own affairs are ultimately up to him. If he agrees with you, how can I not allow it."

Lu Xiaofeng was actually moved in his heart, as if tears were about to overflow from his eyes.

Hua Ruling turned her back, and finally said softly: "But if Lou'er doesn't come back..."

Tears finally fell from his eyes.That is the love and pain of the close relatives for their children.

Lu Xiaofeng said: "We will always meet."

No matter how time changes, we will always meet.

Five, son

If a person is seriously injured and no one else can save him, should he lose hope?

If this person is a person who loves life, will he give up his life?

A little girl is sitting by a couch.

She holds a bowl of medicine in her hand.

life-saving medicine.

A boy is lying on the bed.His eyes were tightly closed, and the eyelashes cast a faint shadow, making him look moist and pure.

The little girl fed the medicine into his mouth little by little.

The hidden weapon on his body has been taken out, but the internal injury needs to be healed slowly.

All five internal organs are damaged, I am afraid that anyone will sigh when they hear it.

The little girl didn't sigh, she only said softly: "You haven't woken up for so long. Anyone else will definitely give up treating you."

She said and fed a spoonful of soup into his mouth, and said: "But I must heal you, do you know why?"

Of course the boy would not answer.

The little girl smiled and said, "Because although you didn't wake up, you didn't die either."

She said: "You must be a person who loves life. Only this kind of person can persist for so long."

She thought for a while, and then said: "You must not be a person who is afraid of death. A person who is afraid of death may die on the first day."

As she talked, she actually felt a little admired for him.

She had finished feeding the bowl of medicine, she put down the bowl, soaked the handkerchief with warm water, and gently wiped his face.

The little girl said: "Obviously you are not awake, but I always feel that you are a person who makes others very warm."

She said: "I'm afraid there are many people waiting for you to wake up."

That young man would definitely not answer her, so she also said to herself.

Even so, not only did she not find it boring, but she also found it gentle and interesting.

Every day she goes to check his pulse.

Weak and barely audible.

But steady, real, never gone.

This is hope.

He gives hope to a healer.

The little girl's snake slowly moved to her side. The little girl picked it up and said to the snake, "Look, is he the most beautiful person you have ever seen?"

The snake spat out the letter, but did not move away from her hand.

The little girl said: "It's a pity, but you couldn't see him wake up. Do you blame me?"

The snake was still spitting out the letter, it couldn't speak.It didn't go either.

The little girl said: "When he wakes up, I won't stay anymore."

If time slows down, every moment is suffering.

But if you get up quickly, it will be impossible for people to catch up.

It had been a month since the little girl finished feeding him the No.30 bowl of medicine.

She said: "You are so powerful, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave even if I want to."

The boy fell asleep, but he was indifferent to her coquettish annoyance.

The little girl sighed: "It looks very gentle, but when you ignore people, there is nothing you can do."

She rolled her eyes and said again: "Actually, it's not that no one cares about me."

She said: "There used to be a person with four eyebrows, but there was nothing I could do about it."

She said to the young master: "You may not know him, but if you do, you will definitely be friends with him."

The boy didn't answer.

Of course the little girl knew.

She said: "It must be very interesting to be friends with him. He is funny and can make people happy."

The little girl said: "Although I am young, I also know what kind of person people like."

She wiped the young man's cheeks and said, "You and him are both likable people."

She smiled and said, "But grandpa said that although such a person is good, he will inevitably get hurt."

She said: "It's like my grandfather saved him before, but now I save you."

She turned and went to wash the handkerchief.

She looked innocent and happy, even if she was alone, she was free and free, without any sense of depression and loneliness.

How can a child know what loneliness is?

If you are happy you are happy, if you are not happy you are unhappy.

She is not unhappy at the moment.She may be happy.

She said: "You may not know his name, but his name is actually very interesting."

She smiled and said, "His name is..."

"Lu Xiaofeng."

It was not she who spoke.

The spring rain falls on the flowers, and the breeze blows through the willow branches. Is this the sound?

Six, poison

Sometimes Lu Xiaofeng would bicker with Hua Manlou.

Sometimes two people will laugh while talking.

Even Lu Xiaofeng didn't know that at this time, he would laugh with Hua Manlou.

When Hua Manlou came back, his heart had already melted.

He can go to the sky and enter the earth, and escape from death, but he knows that it is absolutely impossible for him to leave him.He doesn't want to, and he can't.

He said: "I have been to Hua's house and met my uncle."

Hua Manlou said: "Sikong Zhaixing has already told me. Moreover, he also brought a letter to my father for me."

Lu Xiaofeng was taken aback.

He finally said, "You haven't returned to Hua's house yet?"

Hua Manlou also paused, but nodded.

Lu Xiaofeng almost turned over several times.

Hua ManLou came to see him first!

At such a moment, he actually came to find him first!

Lu Xiaofeng laughed out loud.Even he himself felt that he was laughing a little silly.But there was a bright light in his eyes, and everyone knew that no one except happy people would have such a light in their eyes.

Lu Xiaofeng said: "Uncle Hua has already agreed to me."

Hua Manlou said: "What did I promise you?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "I have expressed my heart to my uncle."

Hua Manlou smiled and said, "Oh? What do you mean?"

Even though he said that, his face seemed to be more colorful.

Seeing him blushing so calmly, Lu Xiaofeng smiled and said, "It's my heart to be with you."

Hua Manlou lowered his head slightly, but still asked, "My father agrees?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "He just told me that if I want to ask, I will ask you."

Hua Manlou said, "Ask me?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "It's all according to Qitong's wish."

Hua ManLou said, "But what if I don't want to?"

He said it with a bit of seriousness.Seems like it's really being seriously considered in general.

Lu XiaoFeng smiled.

He only said a word, but the dimple on his face deepened.

He said: "Who was it that didn't go home and came to Baihualou first?"

Hua Manlou laughed.

His face was already red, like the red sun in the morning.

He shook his head and said, "Lu Xiaofeng, you, you."

Lu Xiaofeng finally burst out laughing.

Hua Manlou also laughed out loud.

The laughter of the two made everything vivid and full of warmth, adding a kind of happiness.

When the two stopped laughing, the atmosphere became a little sweet again.

Lu Xiaofeng wanted to say a lot, but one sentence suddenly fell out of his mouth.

Huamanlou noticed it.

He said, "Maybe there is something you want to tell me?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "I do have something that I haven't told you yet."

Hua Manlou said: "Actually, there are some things that you don't need to tell me. It's like some secrets that don't need everyone to know."

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head.

He said: "If I don't tell you, I'm afraid I won't feel at ease."

Hua Manlou said: "Let me guess if it has something to do with Tang Siyu."

Lu Xiaofeng said: "You guessed it?"

Hua Manlou said: "Before she died, Tang Siyu said her last words to you. For a person like you, under such circumstances, his emotions still fluctuate. At that time, I thought he must have told you something. "

Lu Xiaofeng said: "He did tell me one thing."

Hua Manlou said: "Is it related to me?"

Lu Xiaofeng said: "It has something to do with us."

Hua Manlou said: "For things related to us and him, I am afraid that only one thought will become a god."

Lu XiaoFeng nodded.

He suddenly asked: "If there is not only one way to become a god with one thought, will you blame me?"

Hua Manlou smiled.

He didn't look shocked.

It was as if he had just heard a very ordinary thing.

Hua Manlou said: "Do you know what other solutions are?"

Lu Xiaofeng looked at him and finally shook his head.

Hua Manlou said: "So why do you care about things that are impossible?"

There was a faint smile on his face, like a clear spring.

It is obviously a clear spring, but it is even more intoxicating than the oldest Zhuyeqing.

Lu Xiaofeng was already drunk in that clear spring.

Seven, sword

The man in black said, "Draw your sword."

A boy stood opposite him.A boy in white.

They were just standing in a remote alley.In such an alley, it is not suitable for sword competition at all.

The boy said: "Even if you beat me, so what?"

The man in black said: "I have practiced the Juechen Sword for 20 years, and I just want to know who is faster, my sword or yours."

The boy said, "Why did you want to find me?"

The man in black said: "Because you are the son of Ximen Chuuxue."

A sword was pinned to the boy's waist.A black sheath sword.

The man in black had already drawn his sword, and he said, "It's also because you used Ye Gucheng's sword."

The boy finally sighed.

He said: "If you really want to win, you have already won."

He didn't care about winning or losing.

He turned and walked back.

He is not like Ximen Chuuxue, nor is he like Ye Gucheng.

It seems that in his eyes, there is no difference between victory and defeat, and there is no difference between swords at all.

The man in black laughed and said, "Ximen Chuuxue has a son like you."

The boy said: "No matter whose son I am, I will never draw my sword."

The man in black sneered and said, "Then you will die by my hands."

The sword light flashed!

His sword was already very fast, so fast that the boy's foot hadn't even taken a step, and the sword had already reached his back.

In just a split second, the sword will pass through the heart.

The boy is no longer a living boy.

A crisp sound.

The face of the man in black suddenly turned pale.

He was dressed in black, and his face was as white as frost.

His sword is broken.

The boy held a sword in his hand.

Black Sheath Sword.

He didn't see exactly when the boy drew his sword.

That boy's sword is already so fast!

He's just a 15-year-old boy!

The boy said: "If you want to kill me, I have no choice but to fight back."

After he finished speaking, the sword was already in its sheath.

The man in black didn't move, just watched him leave step by step.

There was only one broken sword on the ground.

A girl was waiting at the entrance of the alley.

She was holding a small red cloth bag in her hand, and she was holding and playing with it boredly.

Even if she lowered her head, no matter who saw her, they would all stare blankly at her in a daze.

Such a girl, whoever takes a look at her, is a kind of enjoyment.

It is a very youthful beauty.This beauty cannot be replicated and will not return.No matter how peerless a beauty is, there will be no more beauty.

The boy said: "Let's go."

But the girl said: "It's a pity that I haven't used my medicine bag yet."

The boy smiled and said, "I don't want you to use it."

The girl said: "Even if you are seriously injured, I can still heal you."

The boy said: "But the injury still hurts."

The girl laughed and said, "It turns out that Ye Gucheng's apprentice is still afraid of pain."

The young man said: "Everyone feels pain, but some people can bear it, and some people can't bear it."

The girl said, "Are you afraid of pain?"

The boy's handsome face was sprinkled with a little sunlight, and it was a little shiny, and he said: "Yes."

The girl said: "But you always look majestic in front of me."

The boy said: "Because I am a majestic person."

The girl laughed softly.

But she said: "I have met your father and your master. They are different from you."

The boy said, "What's the difference?"

The girl said: "It's a bit strange to say, your father once sent your master to my grandfather for treatment, and before your master woke up, he left."

The boy said: "They are all cold."

The girl said: "But I still like to be like you, silly."

The boy's face suddenly turned red.

He said: "Then I must be cold in the future."

The girl said, "Why?"

The boy said: "Because I want to know if you will save me when you don't like me."

The girl said: "What if I don't save it?"

But the boy said: "Then I won't be cold anymore."

Both of them laughed and walked side by side on the long street where the spring breeze was blowing.

Maybe they will go for a long time.Maybe not for a while.Maybe, it will be as long as life.

But even for a long time, so what?

The spring breeze is blowing, full of vitality.Such a beautiful day.