Heart has a thousand knots

Fingertips, fell on the quilt.

After finally putting the ring back on the ring finger of her left hand, I let out a sigh of relief.

"Momo—" Jiang Qiuyue called me.I raised my head and looked at her: "Why didn't you close your eyes?" She saw my panic again.

Jiang Qiuyue didn't speak, just stared at me for a while, and said, "Did you buy a ring for the overtime money?"

I nod.When I went back to Dujiangyan to visit my father, I didn’t touch anything about the card Jiang Qiuyue gave me, except the money for my sister-in-law and my father.Although this money can be used as my salary, every penny is taken from Buyue.I just want to prepare her a birthday present with money that has nothing to do with her.

The ring was chosen when she went out to socialize, Bulgari with diamonds, the shape of the diamonds, like two petals, and a name I like - Bing Qing Yu Jie.

"Happy birthday!" I looked at her and said without calling her sister.I don't know when I will stop calling her that.

(25) The end of the world begins to rest

The long coastline of Yalong Bay, against the blue sky and white clouds, connects the sky and the water, making it more remote and vast.

This is the first time I saw the sea.The blue sea, the clear blue sky, the wandering clouds... Also, this woman holding hands with me, her tenderness like water flooded my thoughts.

Taking off my shoes, I reached out to Jiang Qiuyue. "What are you doing?" She held her long wind-torn hair in one hand and the camera in the other.

"Sit down and take off your shoes." I said.Jiang Qiuyue stepped back, I grabbed her, and she sat next to me.

"No more." Her whining voice made one's heart itch, and I quickly kissed her on the face. "You—" She glanced around, "Crazy, be careful not to be seen by others..." Her face suddenly turned red.

The first time I saw Jiang Qiuyue's blushing and delicate appearance, I was a little stunned and stared at it.

"Take it off, like a fool." Jiang Qiuyue bowed her head, her long hair falling down, covering half of her face.Not all women in this world are suitable for bowing their heads.Who said it, I can't remember.

"You look so pretty when you bow your head." I stretched out my hand to take off her shoes, "In this world, not all women are suitable for bowing their heads. I didn't believe it before. Now..." I smiled.Xu Zhimo's sweet and melancholy poems linger in my head—the gentleness of bowing the head is like the shyness of a water lotus that cannot withstand the cool breeze.

"Momo, with your mouth, if you don't say it, you're invincible." Jiang Qiuyue said slowly, "Who can resist such flattery? It's like a temptation, and I can't resist it."

"It's not flattery, I just think that you are really beautiful like this." Taking off her shoes, her pair of white and soft feet appeared in the sun.I always thought that when a woman wearing high heels acquires an elegant temperament, she will toss her jade-like feet into roughness.Holding Jiang Qiuyue's small and slender feet, I suddenly remembered the allusion of "three-inch golden lotus", and I was happy.

"Don't, let go..." Jiang Qiuyue yelled in a low voice, short of breath, "I can't take it anymore, let go, okay?"

It turned out that her feet were also her fatal weakness.This discovery made me laugh out loud.

Seeing me laughing so hard that I touched my head and forehead, Jiang Qiuyue cursed in a low voice: "Shen Momo, you scoundrel!" Then, she got up and ran away.

I put on my shoes and shouted to her to wait for me.Jiang Qiuyue turned a deaf ear and ran forward barefoot. The wind tousled her long hair and bulged her white shirt.

On the beach, a series of footprints are left, deep and shallow.Every footprint is filled with the joy of love, extending towards the distant coastline...

In the afternoon, in the butterfly garden, groups of colorful and enchanting butterflies captured our eyes.Seeing so many colorful butterflies fluttering around for the first time, Jiang Qiuyue exclaimed and pressed the shutter.

The last time I went to Yunnan, I didn't go to the Butterfly Spring in Dali.When I first saw such a scene, my eyes were a little dazzled.

"Don't move!" Jiang Qiuyue pointed the camera at me, "Butterfly..." Turning her head slightly, there are two butterflies—one with black-edged orange wings, and the other with pink and pink-blue colors, They landed on my shoulders one after the other, slowly flapping their thin wings.

Standing blankly under Jiang Qiuyue's lens, my expression suddenly became stiff, for fear that if I was not careful, I would startle these two elves.

When Jiang Qiuyue put down the camera, I breathed a sigh of relief: "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, right?" Jiang Qiuyue smiled, nodded, watched the two colorful butterflies fly away, lowered her head to fiddle with the camera, and sang softly: "Big grass, green and blue flowers In full bloom, the colorful butterflies linger for a long time, the eternal love is passed down through the ages, and Shanbo is in love with Zhu Yingtai forever..."

"Did I sing badly?" Jiang Qiuyue looked at me and asked.

"I can understand." I replied. "You can't praise me?" Jiang Qiuyue gave me a white look, pretending to be angry.

Her singing voice is not as good as hers, but I understand the affection in the singing voice.I understand, does she understand?

When I took a shower at night, I noticed that my bare skin was sunburned.The face, arms, and neck were red, and there was some slight pain.Jiang Qiuyue rubbed me the aloe vera that the boss asked for, and complained: "I told you to put on sunscreen, but if you don't, it will be fine now? You, you are a stubborn ass..."

Listening to her babbling, my heart is full of irony.Taking advantage of her unpreparedness, he hugged her, searched for her mouth, put his hand into her nightgown from behind, and stroked her back and forth.

Her hands wrapped around my waist.The moment the weight of my upper body fell on her and fell on the bed, there was a stabbing pain in my back, and I hummed softly. Jiang Qiuyue bit my ear and asked softly, "Does it hurt?" , holding a piece of aloe vera that was not completely peeled.

My mouth, covering her moist lips, covering my desire, my body is getting hotter and hotter.My kiss searched for her desires everywhere, from the beautiful mountain peaks to the deep secret valleys, converging into a raging river, drowning the sober reason.

At that moment, possession is the best proof of love; desire is the most beautiful ode to love.

I like her charming and enchanting uninhibitedness under me, completely throwing away her dignity and reserve in front of others.When you love someone, you always hope that she is only bad to you and good to others; and you also hope that she is only good to you and bad to others.

Calm down, she lay in my arms and circled my chest with her fingers.He lowered his head and kissed her eyes.After every love, I like to kiss her like this, without a trace of desire, with the tenderness of my heart and eyes.

"Momo," she called. "Huh?" I stroked her smooth shoulder with my hand and kissed her lightly.

"I really want to give you a baby." She whispered.

"Well, okay, let's have a daughter, like you, we will make her the most beautiful princess." I smiled, if I can have a daughter, I hope to be like her.

"No, to be like you." She insisted. "Like me? What good?" I asked.

"Brilliant, infatuated..." Her voice became softer and softer, "Be like you, with big eyes, long eyelashes, and aura."

I laughed, but a little melancholy appeared in my heart—our child, the child who can inherit our love and hope, is just a utopia where we love so much.

(26) Wanwan Qiuyue locks her brows

Avalokitesvara on the Nanhai Mountain stands quietly between the water and the sky, overlooking the common people, with compassionate eyes and a soft face.

Jiang Qiuyue looked up at Guanyin with a solemn expression.As for me, I looked at her sideways.When she saw my eyes, she reproached and said, "In front of the Buddha statue, can't you stop looking at people like that?"

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva speaks the Dharma for all living beings, and he will appear in various bodies. Now, the one that appears is the female body of 'Qiuyue', right?" I think at that time, my expression must also be serious.

"Nonsense! You bastard." Jiang Qiuyue sneered and laughed, "You, you open your mouth to ask for someone..."

"Bite people?" I wondered, "I didn't bite you. In front of the Bodhisattva, even wicked people have to put down their butcher knives. What's more, if you follow you, you are also a believer, right?"

"It's fine to kill you, Zhenzhen's mouth is so poor that people hate it, and it's not like I like it." Jiang Qiuyue clenched her fist and swung it down. I closed my eyes.

I also found myself poor.

"Tch, brat!" Hearing her chuckle, I opened my eyes.

"Tell me, Guanyin's expression, no matter how you look at it, makes people feel calm?" Jiang Qiuyue seemed to be talking to herself, but also seemed to be asking me, "Is it just because she is a woman?"

"Avalokitesvara, who entered the Central Plains, was originally male. In the Northern Song Dynasty, the gender changed from male to female, an amazing change, right? In the Ming Dynasty, Avalokitesvara became the 'Goddess of Mercy' in the eyes of Chinese people. It is said that Avalokitesvara My hometown is in Suining, Sichuan and Pingdingshan, Henan."

"How come there are two hometowns?" Jiang Qiuyue asked, cutting me off.

"Because Avalokitesvara shows no way, so her hometown is more than one." I explained, of course, these are also mentioned by the older generation when I was in Sichuan, "now, it is called 'Chinese Avalokitesvara Culture It is these two places that belong to the 'hometown'."

Jiang Qiuyue nodded: "So that's the case. I haven't heard of it before."

"The most famous one is Guanyin of the South China Sea. When I was in my hometown, I often heard the old saying: "The three sisters of Guanyin Bodhisattva eat in the same pot and practice separately. The eldest sister practiced in Lingquan Temple, and the second sister practiced in Guangde Temple. Only the third sister has cultivated far, and cultivated to Putuo Mountain in the South China Sea.' These are recorded in the inscriptions of Guangde Temple and "Guangde Temple Chronicles". Dao Xing, climb up the lotus platform on September [-]th'. During these three days, Guang