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What is the real cause of change? Or martial arts, or physical fitness, who wants to manage so much? No matter what, in the final analysis, all the rivers and seas are in heaven.

I used to believe in God's will, but later I didn't have to believe it. Anyway, whether you believe it or not, it always happens when something happens, and you have to pay the price to change. At first, Mu Jiuniang exchanged a life for iron coral with one life, and once she almost lost her life, but she still couldn't stop the robber of the practice.

If only this kind of exchange were needed today, it would be really cheap, and it would simply make money.

This is my heart, I don't want to explain it, and I don't care if others can understand it. I just feel happy, so I speak with confidence.

Fortunately, Yue Mingke is not a person who is willing to investigate the roots. Whether he understands it or not, it is about seeing that I don't want to explain too much. He never asked about it for a while, but he was silent for a moment, waiting for me to laugh. It's almost there, and then he said, "So ... what's your plan at this step?"

Of course, this is the real problem that needs to be faced most, so is he, and so is I.

"Well, anyway, let ’s wait until the fifth day is full." She waved her hands with a smile, turned around and re-seated, took a sip of the slightly cold tea, and continued: "You and I know her temper It is unpredictable that everything can be concluded only when you meet, so you don't have to worry about that much before you meet. "

Thinking wildly, I always live too hard, and the more I care about it, the deeper I am.

Saying this to people, I really hold on to this mentality. It is still the day that I eat and sleep well, and the situation has not changed. Yue Mingke is well-dressed even if there is anxiety, at least I ca n’t see it. , I can't even practice it. He is just like me, doing what he has to do every day, and finally come back at sunset to tell me what happened to the person on the peak today.

The third and fourth days passed separately, except that the hair color seemed a little lighter, and the body felt good. The bronze mirror was missing in the room, and I didn't see how the whole hair was really cut. I originally wanted to let Yue Mingke bring one side, but I just forgot about it for two days.

So on the fifth day, when I watched the sun rise, I was thinking not to forget this. At least I hope that before returning to practice tomorrow, I can take a look at how I look today. I have some preparation.

Having said that, today's sun is really good ... just as soon as it rises, it feels warm.

I don't know why, and suddenly greeted the sunshine, so after doing the housework, he took the hard work and moved the drunk chair to the yard, found a good place, and set a small case next to it. After taking comfort, after taking breakfast and drinking medicine, Shu Sui took out the things to be brought to the children and set them aside, waiting for the arrival of Yue Mingke in the warm sunshine.

Waiting to come, the guy was born a lot later than usual today. After waiting for a lot of boredom, he dug out the jar from the snowdrift to hold it carefully in his arms. The remaining amount in the wine jar was not much anymore. Shake it, smell it, there should be no bad changes, thinking that this wine jar can be retired today, and then thinking about Yue Mingke's previous sentence is almost the same, I can't help but just stare at the sun. Eyes and lips chuckled.

As he smiled alone, a figure appeared on the other side of the hillside in the early morning sun.

It should be Yue Mingke, subconsciously in my heart. Because here and now, no monks will come except Yue Da, but even if the sun shook people's eyes, they could see that it would not be a monk.

The outlines are too familiar, and they are so straightforward that they defeat the mind and make people think otherwise.

People are relaxed, never even got up, just leaned on the back of the chair and watched the woman step by step. This scene in Kusama is familiar, and the years have changed. How many times in memory have she seen approaching herself step by step, overlapping each other, and their temperaments may be different, but their looks are generally the same and their hair color is also the same.

Yes, in front of me, I can feel it more and more as soon as possible. Her whole body exudes the spirit of killing. The original glamorous face is also gloomy like ice at this moment, obviously so cold and angry, but the scattered long hair is self-conscious. Dancing with the wind in the sun, the slightly messy ink color is soft and beautiful, with a little moisture luster, as if just stained by morning dew.

Attracted by this scene, she didn't find her smile hanging from her lips from beginning to end until she came to her feet and stood still.

Stand still. I look at her, and she naturally looks at me. Except for the cold anger, no emotions could be read in those eyes, not even surprised. After I realized this, I looked down and looked at the seemingly messy clothes and boots covered with new snow, and I knew what was going on.

Thinking so much, suddenly, I heard a word in my ear.

"What are you doing?" In such a sentence, the voice was not loud, and it was frosty, but it was a common question.

"I have nothing to do. I just want to bask in the sun and wait for Yue Mingke by the way." So it was a normal conversation, and with the unfolded smile, the attitude was more natural: "As promised, he should almost give something to give You sent it, but ... it seems unnecessary at this moment. "

"It's not really necessary. I've met him on the way, if he hasn't died yet, at this moment he's probably rolling back to the road to heal the bleeding."

"Oh ..." Or I have been with the monk for a long time, and at this moment I can't help but whisper a Buddhist chant. The practicer looks unscathed, but if Yue Mingke is not badly injured, then it is a conscious end ... Live, I'm sorry, good and good ...

Although my heart is so dark, there is nothing on the face, of course I won't complain, but I don't know how to interface.

What to say can be concluded only after meeting. In fact, no countermeasures have been thought about this time.

I don't know what to say here, so there is no sound in that box. After a few ordinary conversations, the two phases became silent. Lianer stood outside three steps, her waist was straight and straight. She didn't speak, and even looked away. She just stared at the oblique ground with a blind expression, as if the traces of thin snow after being trampled were worth a look.

It wasn't until she realized that her hands were clenching her fists tightly, or even trembling and twitching.

"Lianer ... Don't bear it, you are not fit for patience." Still don't know what to say, but have to say.

Standing up, walking to her, trying to pull those hands that were too tight.

"Whatever I want, I'll do it!" But it didn't work out. At the moment when she was about to touch each other, she waved her hand, accompanied by such a burst of shouting, a figure, she easily avoided me.

Silently withdrawing his hands, it was nothing that was expected, and it broke out, for her, to me, at least better than depression ... So I dropped my head and waited.

However, the expected squalls and hurricanes are still coming.

When I looked up again, I realized that Lianer had no idea when to move to the desk. The small case near the chair had a basket of meals prepared for her today. Of course, there was one too late to be buried in the snowdrift. Little wine jar.

Lianer's eyes when staring at the altar almost convinced her that she would smash it in the next instant. She was reluctant and wanted to stop it, but after all, she chose to shut up wisely.

Fortunately, after all, Lianer did not destroy it, at least for the time being. Although her hand almost touched it for a time, and her eyes were full of suffocation ... Fortunately, the wine jar was a dead thing. As a living thing, frankly, I really didn't want to be treated like that by those eyes. Way to stare.

And when she turned around, I wondered if she was mistaken, the suffocation in her eyes seemed to be weaker.

Although still cold and furious enough to freeze people.

"Why ..." After being silent for a long time, after an outbreak, she chose to use the tone of ordinary conversation again. There was no anger, no sneer and no words. The ending was slightly prolonged, but it was a bit like a helpless sigh. A few strands of hair dangled from his forehead, and his expression was all overcast.

But as if not resigned, after a sigh of dim sighing, the voice changed suddenly and changed categorically: "Remember, you have only one chance to explain! If I say I don't agree, I will turn around and leave I will never see you again until I find the next excellent fairy flower!

This time, the tone was strong and powerful, just like a gambling swear! She looked at me, and this time there was no longer cold anger in her eyes, but she had clearly burned the resolute flame!

She came for real ... I knew with these eyes, no matter how serious she was. Moreover, ninety-nine percent was ready to turn around and leave, but at this time it was just to say goodbye, just wait for a word of disapproval and leave.

How can I convince her? How could she convince her? No one expected that when it comes to things? Say I was just going to bleed at first? Whoever cares about hair color is the one who really doesn't care? Explain that you concealed your mood from me first, and why can't I hide it?

Every sentence is true, every sentence is an excuse, and even myself is not convinced. This matter, I really did not think about how to explain to her, even after the accident, knowing that there is no way to hide it.

But if she did n’t explain, she would have to go. It ’s true that Neil Sang said she could do it, so we ca n’t see each other again until we find the next illustrious Yuyou flower ... How long will that be? One year? ten years? The second half of life?

Suddenly it seems a little funny, what is this? In that case, whose fate changed?

It's weird, and I'm soberly aware that it's weird, but this is exactly the time, and I really realized that the fate is fun, and I was able to laugh.

Who shouldn't laugh ... I can't help laughing when I can't help laughing. Oops, if you shouldn't laugh at this time, you must get angry.

But she still condoned herself and smiled, and the training child didn't get angry, at least it didn't seem to.

Or because parting is about to happen, she actually held back her temper, but just didn't let me laugh.

Fortunately, this smile came and went quickly, and it stopped after a few laughs. After looking at her, she smiled, and still tickled her lips, and said, "Do you think I'm abominable for practicing?"

"... When are you not disgusting?" She was still calm, and her teeth seemed to be vacant.

"Yes, I often do abominable things, others don't know, but you know it best." Nodded, indicating that she understands her feelings, but still no change of face: "However, all the abominations that have happened this time In terms of things, it's different and abominable, and that's the only thing I want to make you clear. "

I don't know how to explain it, and I'm tired of trying my best to explain it, so just try to say whatever you want.

Say something you never thought about.

"When things happened a lot, I always felt how I should do it, how bad it would be if I did n’t do it that way, and how you would be affected. Thinking about it, I felt compelled to do it. It is absolutely necessary to do it, but this time it is different. "

Talking bluntly, her face was her eyes, my voice was in her ears, and her head seemed like she had no thoughts.

Leave everything to intuition: "This time, I just want to do it, I just want to do it, so I should do it for myself ... well, it is."

"Lianer, I said that I would take care of myself, right? I talked and said that if I take care of myself, I must take care of it. Because of this, I can't stand the knot in my heart. You know When I was young, I was very serious about it. It ’s hard to keep a knot in my heart. It ’s more uncomfortable than bleeding. I do n’t know how to untie this knot. It's as simple as doing what you want to do. "

"I actually know, I know, knowing that doing this will take risks, knowing that doing this will hurt you, and knowing that it will never get your approval and acceptance, and even knowing that doing so will make you irritated and die , Even if I knew it, I still did. "

"I used to think of many reasons for this, training ... but now I think about it, in the final analysis, it's just to make myself comfortable, that's all."

"Exercise, to you, can I do whatever I want?"

How could I chatter about this chase? In fact, I really don't understand it. Every sentence came out of my ear, and even I heard it was absurd and novel.

What are you talking about? My heart is dark, it's just unreasonable to make trouble? So is it irretrievably over? Sure enough, it's right to be prepared for the response. Even if you rack your brains and coax, it's better than such a heartless and broken canister?

While complaining about myself, I felt awful alarm bells, but on the other hand, I was indifferent, numb and indifferent.

After the two words were written in my heart, the strange thing was not overwhelming, but there was no despair, no expectation and no disappointment. After I closed my mouth, I did n’t even have a sense of tension. Just stare at her.

Just a few steps away, next to the small case, after listening to that speech, the expression of the practiced child is even less than it was just now. And the flames when swearing, but now, nothing can be seen.

I don't know if it was an illusion. She always thought that she looked over, as if ... with strangeness, as if looking at a woman she didn't know.

Don't know if you don't know ... The feet are a little weak, but still force herself to stand on her heels and straighten her waist, and greet her gaze frankly.

In the end, Lianer looked back, don't look away.

When she turned her head away, I thought it was going to go away, but then I saw her lean forward, stretched out her hand and passed the little altar on the desk, and then shot away The mouth of the altar was closed, and he looked up suddenly, and poured all the remaining blood and wine in that altar into his mouth!

She was drinking too fast, and she could clearly see that the neck and throat were moving fast, and some wine slipped along the corner of that lip, and she wiped it back into her mouth with her backhand.

Residual wine was not much, and it ran out in an instant, until "Xuan Dang" threw the empty altar back to the case, and frankly, he failed to make any response. I can only watch the man who drank the blood and slammed the jar and strode. At this moment, the woman raised her hands with a vicious vigor, and the lips that had been drunk had a touch of lip color. Even more red, it is simply aggressive from the bones.

But the embrace that followed was not as cruel and painful as I thought.

"I want to punish you ..." Lianer's breath is filled with alcohol. This time she drank too fast and violently, so I was afraid that it would be so fast that the wine rushed up, so that only these few steps of kung fu, eyes It has become hot.

In the arms, he hesitantly stretched out his hand, trying to brush her forehead to cool her, but was slapped away, only to hear the voice in his ear and said, "I want to punish you ... punish you! You can do whatever you want, but if it makes me angry, I will punish you fiercely! Let you know it! "

Nodded, resting his shoulders on his forehead, his arms tightened around that waist, and said dumbly, "OK."

It was said to be punished, but the whole day until dusk, the movements of the children were extremely gentle, even softer than usual. Only at the moment when they climbed to the top of each other would they feel a bite, but no matter where she was, no matter how hard she did, she didn't bleed, and she didn't even feel pain very much ...

Knowing her concerns, so when biting on her body again, she gently stroked the hair, gasping with eyes closed: "That altar wine ... is the last time I bleed for you ... rest assured, from From now on ... even if I cook, I will be careful not to cut my fingers ... "

"Who wants to believe it!" The answer accompanies the breath across the skin, because the relationship of movement is a bit vague, but even so strong: "You are always coaxing people, it ’s awful, do n’t use rhetoric to make sure. If you do n’t listen, you have to hold you tightly ... If you dare to repeat it, see how I punish it next time! ”

Such an answer should have made people feel sad. After all, what could be more heartbreaking than a word in the eyes of a loved one without faith?

However, strangely, my heart relaxed a little bit.

"If you don't listen ..." caressed her subconsciously, and murmured: "If you don't listen ..."

Since then, everything has been in my mind, the only one who wants it.

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In the last chapter's comment on bamboo fiber, we actually mentioned it several times in the reply. Unfortunately, we ca n’t always say the key.

In fact, love is a matter for both of them, so the only key issue is how the feeling of bamboo fiber falls in the eyes of her partner.

From an early age, Lianer's requirements for bamboo fiber have always been-don't underestimate me, I'm stronger and more reliable than you, so you come to me, I cover you and I protect you! She didn't want bamboo fiber to think about her, but she didn't think so much at all! In her eyes, the most annoying thing about bamboo fiber is not selfishness, not forgetting, not obsessed, but too overwhelming and worried. She doesn't depend on her for whatever she does, and it ’s for her whatever she does. The source of imbalance.

The balance of feelings is nothing more than supporting each other and giving a burden, which means heavy and stress, but also means mastery and practicality. Or bamboo fiber can't change some kind of elder mentality and love to worry about, and the practice of life can not be older and more thoughtful than bamboo fiber, but when one party dares to surrender the weight of the heart, the other party can take care of itself Only then can they be counted as really beginning to support each other.

However, no matter what the accident itself is, in the final analysis, it is actually just a relaxation and commitment of the exhausted bamboo fiber subconscious. Under the dilemma, she no longer thinks about the consequences, and Lianer takes the problem. Just like in the forest.

It is an unreasonable existence for a lover who cannot be willful to his lover.

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In fact, the above should not be explained by the author Jun himself, leaving different views or better, but the final chapter is imminent, and we can't help but try to talk about these two again.

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