Little Mr. is one hundred years old

"...In this life, I will hold you tightly, tightly."

Qing Huan didn't say anything for a long time, and after a while, he said to Lou Zhao: "Okay, this life, just this life."

Hearing what Qing Huan said, Lou Zhao looked at Qing Huan suspiciously: "Qing Huan, what do you mean..."

"In this life, I will not reject you, as long as you need me, I will be with you." Qing Huan said slowly.

Lou Zhao couldn't believe his ears: "Qing Huan, are you... serious?"

"Do you think I'm joking?"

Lou Zhao held Qing Huan's hand tightly: "I'm just afraid...it's just a dream..."

"It's just that there is one thing I have to make clear first." Qing Huan said to Lou Zhao: "Lou Zhao, a person can only live once, if you only live for me, it will be very hard, because there will be no one around me. Only you."

Lou Zhao paused for a moment, then his eyes turned deep and became firm: "I am willing, as long as I am with you."

"Lou Zhao, in this life, we will be together until the end." Qing Huan looked into Lou Zhao's eyes firmly.

Lou Zhao nodded, "OK."

Jiujiu over there lowered his head, but he didn't look at the contents of the homework at all. He felt very uneasy-what should I do?what to do?Dad is going to be with someone else, so what about father... Is father going to be abandoned...

At this time, Long Zhao who was in Tiangong sneezed, he raised his eyebrows: Could it be that he misses me?

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She stayed with Lou Zhao in the hospital for a while, and Qing Huan left with Jiujiu when he was undergoing an examination.

"Dad." Jiujiu called out in a low voice.

"Huh?" Qing Huan looked down at Jiujiu.

"Do you like that Uncle Lou?" Jiujiu asked a little cautiously.

"Why do you ask?"

"You said you want to be with that Uncle Lou... If you don't like it, why are you together?"

"Jiujiu, you have to know that a person's lifespan is limited. After birth, old age, sickness and death, this life is over. I promised him a lifetime, that is, a lifetime." Qing Huan said: "But you are right, I am I like him, this kind of love is the love that is willing to accompany."

"Then... Dad, don't you like father?" The big eyes blinked, and the watery eyes seemed as if the next moment Qing Huan said he didn't like him, he was going to cry.

"Long Zhao?"

"Yes, Dad likes Uncle Lou and can be with him, but what about Dad?"

Qing Huan glanced at Jiujiu before saying, "If your father is willing, I can accompany him for the rest of his life."

Jiujiu's eyes widened: "But... Father is a god, so he won't die... There is no such thing as a lifetime."

"He is immortal." The corners of Qing Huan's mouth rose slightly: "But I am a human being, and I am dead."

"Father?" Jiujiu was dumbfounded.

Qing Huan patted his head: "Okay, let's go."

Qing Huan and Jiu Jiu went to take a taxi, and suddenly Qing Huan saw a blue figure sitting on the bench by the roadside.

Qing Huan's expression froze: "It's him."

"Dad, who is it?"

Qing Huan led Jiujiu and walked over, standing in front of that person: "Mr. Ren, long time no see."

The man raised his head, but there was no light in his beautiful eyes—he was blind.

"Long time no see, what a coincidence."

Qing Huan looked at him: "I don't think it's a coincidence... I even think that you are here specially to wait for me."

That Mr. Ren laughed a few times before saying, "You're still so smart."

"Speaking of the previous two meetings, I always have the feeling that I was tricked by you." Qing Huan sat down beside him, and Jiu Jiu sat beside him obediently—"Mr. Ren, do you still tell your fortune now?"

"Of course others don't count, but if it's you, I'll accompany you at any time." He put his hand on the crutch: "What do you want to count?"

"I don't want to count anything, compared to fortune-telling," Qing Huan chuckled: "I'm more curious about your identity... who are you, and why are you so concerned about my affairs?"

"Because we are destined." Mr. Ren said with a smile.

"I don't think so." Qing Huan said: "You show up again and again, what is your intention?"

He was silent for a while, and said, "If I say that it is to help you, do you believe it?"

"Believe it or not, you should give me a suitable reason."

Mr. Ren sighed softly: "To this day, I have nothing to hide. Because I am alone, I have to pay attention to your affairs."

"Oh? Who?"

"This person is inextricably linked to you. He has resentment against you. Because of a knot in his heart, he has not given up for thousands of years. He wants to prove that he is right and you are wrong."

Qing Huan looked at him: "Who is that person...?"

"He is a person who likes and enjoys desire very much. He always believes that cultivating immortality and desire are not contradictory."

A distant and vague conversation suddenly appeared in Qing Huan's mind——

'Brother, do you have to be pure-hearted and ascetic to cultivate immortals?If there is no fun, what is the point of cultivating immortals? '

'Don't forget what the master said that day, the purpose of cultivating immortals is to improve oneself and save the common people.You have violated the great commandment by using crooked ways to cultivate, and you are no longer worthy of staying in the teacher's school. '

'Brother said it soundly, can you really completely restrain your desires?You don't even know that the delicious taste of desire... far exceeds the meaning of cultivating immortals...'

'Shut up.Wu Jizi, I want to punish you on behalf of the master, you hurry down the mountain for me, don't come back again. '

"Hahahahahaha... Brother, sooner or later, I will prove to you that I am right, but you are completely wrong... You want to become a fairy for nothing... Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha..."

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Qing Huan trembled, and a name came out of his mouth: "Wu Jizi..."

Mr. Ren waved his hand: "You remember...you really remembered...I have already calculated that after going through so many calamities, you will be reborn...I did not miscalculate..."

Seeing his excited appearance, Qing Huan frowned: "You know Wu Jizi? Where is he now?"

"Where is he?" Mr. Ren sneered: "Wherever you are, he will follow you... because he wants to see you frustrated and painful, and he wants Qi Jun, who was pure and ascetic, to admit his mistakes to him. ..."

"Admit it? What's wrong with me?"

"When you kicked him out of the teacher's school and reprimanded him, he always remembered... He just wanted to see you indulge in desire, be trapped by lust, or be with his most proud disciples... He said, he wanted Watching jokes... So he has been paying attention to you, watching you reincarnated, love and debt, unable to escape, trapped to death by his original net..." Mr. Ren said slowly: "You don't know, you have lived so many lives... , How many things are secretly manipulated by him... It's like a chess game, in order to make you fall deeper, in order to make the situation develop as he wants, he will move a piece, or move a few pieces, in order To achieve his goal...how many people's lives were involved, how many endings of the story were rewritten...he doesn't care at all..."

Qing Huan frowned: "He's crazy...he's already possessed..."

"Yes...he has long been bewitched," Mr. Ren sarcastically said, "But this demon was also caused by you. It can also be said that he was bewitched by you."

"You know so many things, who are you?" Qing Huan asked.

"Me?" Mr. Ren laughed at himself: "To tell you the truth, my eyes were blinded because of him. In order to open this eye, in order to be qualified to follow him, I have already lost everything."

Qing Huan looked at his tough but somewhat sad face, and said, "You love him."

Mr. Ren smiled slightly, a little sadly: "But he doesn't love him."

"Perhaps it's not that he doesn't love you, it's just that he has become possessed and lost his mind, let alone love." From the perspective of an outsider, Qing Huan can still see clearly.

"His obsession is too deep." Mr. Ren clenched his hands: "Me too... I almost followed him into a demon... Later I gradually realized that if I don't untie his knot, I can't untie mine. .He's in too much pain..."

"He is lucky to have someone who loves him like you." Qing Huan stared at him: "So, why did you come to me?"

"I hope you..." Mr. Ren faced Qing Huan, obviously blind, but his eyes seemed to be on Qing Huan: "Tie those love threads that are constantly being cut and messed up, and let this story end ...He will let go only when he sees the ending he wants..."