Picking Hibiscus in Shejiang River

A little dazed, Yue Mingxi said as a matter of course, "I believe that the elder of Xitang will not lie to me. Since you said that we can solve this problem only once by our double cultivation, then we will solve it; even if we can't solve it, we have to try again Only then can we know."

After speaking, she patted his hands on his knees comfortingly, and showed him a big smile.

……

Che Lianming knew that Ming'er at this time definitely didn't remember herself, but just believed in an elder who was still lingering in his mind and whose figure was a little blurry, but she still couldn't help feeling her heart throbbing, bursting Warmth and tenderness came to my head, as if I had overcome all the sufferings I had suffered before.

I also knew from the bottom of my heart that if the Yuemingxi in front of me was still a boy, he might not believe the nonsense of this weird old monk; The enthusiastic self should be pure and clear.

"It's not too late." Yue Mingxi looked at him and said with a smile, "Elder Xitang, let's rest."

还童

As the night was getting deeper, Yue Mingxi was sitting on the wide double bed in the elder's room in the West Hall, waiting for him to return from the bath. His eyes lingered curiously on the inexplicably familiar furnishings in the meditation room, and he stared blankly for a while. , suddenly faintly nervous.

Although he had a calm appearance before, only saying that double cultivation is indifferent, but now he is still a young boy who has never even understood love, and he is still a little bit a little bit at the thought of having such a thing with others soon. Shy and dazed.

He didn't know why he believed the words of Elder Xitang so easily, and he didn't have the slightest idea that this old monk would harm him. It is also very clear, and he firmly believes that the elder Xitang indeed has unspeakable difficulties.

It's just doing some common things in the adult world, and he is a man, so there is really nothing to be afraid of.

Yue Mingxi yawned, feeling a little sleepy, and was about to lie down and take a nap for a while, but felt the light burning by the bed suddenly jumped, and then went out silently before his eyes.

"...the elder of the West Hall?"

He sat up in a jerk, but he didn't hear anyone's footsteps entering the room, his heartbeat became slightly disordered, and he felt a little scared intuitively.

"……Um."

He breathed a sigh of relief when the familiar voice wafted into his ears, rubbing his eyes and looking at the figure sitting beside him.After the hazy field of vision in front of him got used to the darkness, he felt a pair of warm hands cover his body, unbuttoning his skirt very gently, and began to hesitate [omitted].

This feeling is actually not bad, Yue Mingxi understood, narrowed his eyes slightly and took the initiative to get closer to the still somewhat cautious Elder Xitang, without showing half of the resistance he imagined.

[Omitted]

[Omitted]

I don't know where the itchy spot was touched, Yue Mingxi snorted softly, the hot air from his nose burned through Chelian's whole body like a flame.He panted oppressively, hesitantly hugged the young boy who was already feeling a little bit tight, and said hoarsely by his ear:

"Does the young master know what to do?"

[Omitted]

[Omitted]

[Omitted]

……

After a long time, Yue Mingxi suddenly stopped.

The unfamiliar sex made him feel a little overwhelmed, but more of it was the confusion and embarrassment of his immature body that had nowhere to vent, which made him faintly flustered, and suddenly he didn't dare to look at the face of the person under him. "I'm sorry, Elder Xitang, I seem to..."

He said Ai Ai longingly, buried in the man's arms with unspeakable guilt, unable to lift his head for a while.

Che Lian was startled, she already understood what Yuemingxi meant.

Just as his old and weak body has no feeling at all, Yue Mingxi's young body is too immature, and like him, he has no desire, and can no longer do more intimate things.

……

He was still one step too late.

[Omitted]

"...Forget it, actually it's not necessary." Che Lian took a veil and wiped his messy lower body, but she didn't show displeasure as he imagined, and finally hugged him tightly , still said in that gentle voice, "The young master is really tired today, so he will sleep with the poor monk for a while, can we discuss it tomorrow?"

Yue Mingxi looked up at him when he heard the words, his dark starry eyes were even more handsome in the night.

Chelian felt at ease suddenly.

He couldn't remember how many sleepless nights he had spent after Ming'er lost his memory, and bitterly reminisced about the thousands and hundreds of times in the past when the two were still loving and sweet, and now he can embrace the beloved so lightly And lie, even if waking up tomorrow is the end of destiny, he is satisfied.

Feeling Yuemingxi relax in her arms, hugging his waist and slowly falling asleep, with a look of complete trust in the old monk who shared the bed, Chelian caressed his temples, recalling the two The corners of their lips curled up as if inadvertently.

Even if Ming'er could no longer remember him, what else could he wish for?

In his last life, he was almost Sakyamuni's father. If he didn't have the secret method of longevity and immortality like Xuanmen for him to practice, even if he got married in the end, he would still be the first to leave with his old and sick body; This has become the secret technique of the two of them, forcing Ming'er to abandon him, and he can't complain.

Fortunately, although Ming'er no longer remembers his sweetheart in the two lives, she also does not remember the bitterness and hatred of the previous life, so she can stand beside him carelessly. Be happy all the time.

As long as Ming'er is happy, even in the end, he can only watch from a distance and feel at ease.

……

When Che Lian got up the next day, although it was still the morning sun outside the window, there was no sign of Yuemingxi by her side.

He looked at the pair of shoes on the ground that seemed to have been worn but were abandoned for some reason, and he seemed to have a premonition in his heart, so he pushed open the door and looked into the depths of the monastery from a distance. As expected, he saw A young figure standing barefoot under the green pine.

After one night, Yue Mingxi seemed to be catalyzed by the exercises in his dream again. At this time, he looked like a five-foot boy, his wide sleeves could not be gathered enough, and he looked up at the high mountains in the distance in a daze , and looked down at the snow that was muddy but not yet melted. It had become the appearance of Chelian in the previous life when he first met him.

The children of the pilgrim were still playing in the courtyard yesterday, but they all lost interest in the summer snow. Seeing that Yuemingxi looked strange, they all came to invite him to play together; With his already shrunken hands, he shook his head at them.

Che Lian trembled violently in her heart, and slowly tightened her five fingers holding on to the door, but she still calmed down.

He walked slowly to Yuemingxi, stood with him under the broken shadow of the pines for a long time, and asked in a pretendingly relaxed tone for a while, "Why don't you go fight with them?"

Noticing that his short shadow was covered by the people behind him, Yue Mingxi turned his head, his eyes still reflected the remnant snow under the tree, looked at Che Lian in confusion, then lowered his head and murmured:

"...I always feel that I seem to have forgotten something important."

The boy's soft voice carried a hint of bitterness that was not commensurate with his age, and at the end he raised his hand and gestured twice in the air, and added earnestly: "It's very important, people and things that can't be forgotten in a lifetime."

……

Che Lian half-knelt down in front of him, straightened the large robe for him, and picked off the pine leaves that fell on his shoulders, then closed those small and soft hands into her palms, and smiled. softly said:

"If you have a headache thinking about it, you might as well not think about it; after all, it will be forgotten by you, and it won't be too important in itself, will it?"

Yue Mingxi was taken aback when he heard the words, and then stared at the old monk who suddenly appeared in front of him, as if he felt a trace of familiarity from unknown origin.Seeing Chelian stretching out her arms towards him, he let him hug her gently, and after leaning on his arms and thinking for a long time, he finally showed his face and said:

"That's right."

He found a more comfortable position and nestled in Che Lian's arms, watching the lush mountains in the distance together with him, the light in his eyes was pure and childlike, as if he was born like this.

Che Lian quietly looked at his innocent side face, her heart that had lost its waves finally ached faintly again, and the tide submerged him, returning to silence again.

……

I was born before you were born, but when you were born, I was already old.

After a long time, Yue Mingxi lowered his head to look at his young and feeble hands, and said in a small and distressed voice: "I am... am I going to die?"

Che Lian hugged the body of a young child as light as a feather in her arms, rubbed his back comfortingly, felt the sadness in his heart, smiled and shook her head and said: "Where is this; you are just about to grow up." Fairy."

Yue Mingxi withdrew his hand, sighed and said, "That's not the same."

After finishing speaking, he stared at the old but not unfamiliar face in front of him, some fragmented inspiration flowed through his mind, wrapped his hands around his neck, leaned on his shoulder and said to himself:

"If I die, I want to be buried in a place where there are peach blossoms and red lotuses."

"..."

Che Lian's arm holding him trembled suddenly, seeing that there was no emotion on his pensive little face, she calmed down a little, and pretended to be unintentional and said:

"It's a bit difficult. You have to know that where the peach blossoms are in full bloom, there are often few red lotuses growing. You can only choose one of the two. Don't be too greedy."

Yuemingxi let out an oh, and after a moment of silence, he said, "That's where there are peach blossoms and you."

He took Chelian's hand around his waist, slowly intertwined his fingers, looked at him seriously and said: "It seems that as long as I see you, I will