[Comprehensive] Beauty is difficult to cross

Ya Chen covered Mi's ears almost subconsciously, his fair face gradually turned red, "Tsubaki, what nonsense are you talking about in front of Mi."

Yao laughed and said: "Brother Ya, you protect Mi so much, he will grow up sooner or later."

"But he's only ten years old now!" Yachen's voice was filled with anger.

Chun expressed surrender to Yachen's calf-protecting behavior, playing tricks to divert everyone's attention, and this matter finally turned around.

If he is free tonight, he asked Ying to accompany him. You Jing reassured him and left without saying anything.

Before going to sleep, after Qinghe washed her body, she was going to settle down with some scratches all over her body, and got into the quilt.

After falling from the overpass, Qinghe dislocated his left arm. Although he was picked up by the doctor, he still felt uncomfortable. A stranger was added to sleep next to him, and he couldn't sleep.

"Little sister." Turning over to face her, "Can't you sleep?"

Qinghe thought for a while and answered honestly: "A little bit."

You want to sit up, take the prayer beads beside the pillow and ask with a smile: "Little sister must have a demon if she can't sleep. When I read a Buddhist scripture for you, the disease will be cured."

Qinghe took a look at him, obviously he still had the appearance of a deputy flower monk, but there was an extra solemnity for no reason, so he chuckled uncontrollably.

"It's so sad, little sister, you don't trust me so much."

"...I want my brother's image to be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, so don't blame me." Qinghe defended.

You have to laugh twice, and really cross your legs and recite Buddhist scriptures.

Seeing that he was serious, Qinghe did not disturb him, and listened to his recitation quietly.

Let the originally hoarse voice become more mellow in the quiet ward.

"Although Buddhas and Bodhisattvas practice the six paramitas and ten thousand lines, and do Buddhist deeds extensively, they are regarded as dreams, with no abiding mind, and far away from all appearances; they will save immeasurable, countless, and boundless sentient beings, and there are no sentient beings who can be saved; if you practice without cultivation, Cultivation is non-cultivation, life is lived all day long, and there is no limit all day long.”

Qinghe was fascinated by what she heard, and before falling asleep, she suddenly remembered that her own existence was irrational, and she had long since stopped believing in Buddhism.

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Qinghe's act of committing suicide yesterday successfully increased her hospital stay by one week. She was relieved when she knew the news, but the Asahina brothers became busier because of it, and Qinghe was replaced by guilt within a short while.

On September [-]th, You Jing seemed to be busy with something. Early in the morning, Liu Sheng entered the hospital gate sleepily carrying a food box.

Qinghe slept well last night because he had to read Buddhist scriptures, and he would have left early in the morning.With Soul-Suppressing Jade around, the large area of ​​scratches on his body obviously did not feel pain after a night, so Qinghe went for a walk in the garden after washing.Then from a distance, she saw Liu Sheng with her head bowed, walking slowly and unsteadily like an old man with limited mobility. She felt strange and walked over quickly.

Qinghe walked up to Liusheng, but Liusheng didn't notice her, his body swayed and almost bumped into her.Qinghe hurriedly reached out to support him: "Brother Liusheng, are you okay?"

The familiar smell formed an impression in his brain, Lucy opened his slightly closed eyes, and smiled slightly: "...Well, Xiaohe, I'm fine."

Qinghe exposed the truth: "But it looks very tired."

"Well, I stayed up late last night, staying up very late."

Qing He's heart moved, thinking of You Jing telling her that Liu Sheng is a beautician, and he is often too busy to touch the ground.

The morning breeze was cool, and it felt a little bit bit bone-piercing, Liu Sheng was still wearing that thin blue polka-dot jacket, Qinghe frowned: "Brother Liu Sheng, let's go in."

"Yeah." Liu Sheng took Qing He by the hand, "The sweet-scented osmanthus has bloomed recently, and Xiao He's body is very fragrant."

Qing He, who just got under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, pursed his lips and smiled noncommittally.

Qinghe dragged Liu Sheng into the ward with great effort, let him sit on the bed, took off the food box and put it on the bedside table.

For the convenience of the Asahina brothers, the accompanying bed was not folded away, and Qing He sat on it facing Liu Sheng.Liu Sheng was very tired, his body was shaking, Qinghe didn't understand why Liu Sheng came to the hospital when he was so tired, and said, "Brother Liu Sheng."

"……Um?"

Qing He stood up, held Liu Sheng by the shoulders and pushed him down on the hospital bed, "Take a rest, we will talk about things later."

Liu Sheng opened his eyes to look at her with difficulty, and nodded for a while.

Feeling a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, Qinghe went to the bathroom to wash his face, and when he came out, he found that Liu Sheng had fallen asleep at some point.Fold your hands neatly in front of your chest and breathe evenly.Qinghe covered the quilt for him, sat on the escort bed and observed him quietly.

——I am the memory dividing line——

The first acquaintance between her and Liu Sheng was really not a good one, although because of him, she became a demigod from a dead soul after death, but that time was something she never wanted to recall.

Japan opened its doors in 200. Under the tough attitude of Europe and the United States, the shogunate officially opened the country in the form of a letter of credence.In [-], the shogunate succumbed to the strong force of Europe and the United States and signed the Japan-US Treaty of Amity. Later, it also signed the same treaty with Britain, Russia, and the Netherlands. The [-]-year-old seclusion policy officially collapsed.

In fact, Qinghe did not see the collapse of the shogunate regime, but experienced that period of time himself.It's a pity that when Qinghe was still alive, he didn't understand this kind of political affairs.

I vaguely remember that in the early spring of the sixth year of Anzheng*1, as the first daughter of a prestigious family in the Changzhou domain, I married as a marriage partner in Edo, thousands of miles away, in the middle of [-]th year.

The cherry blossoms along the road are in full bloom, and you can see the endless pink, enchanting branches, petals fluttering in the wind, blooming into the sky, and the fragrance of flowers overflowing the sky.

To ensure the safety of the itinerary, my father arranged a lot of people, all of whom were men. Seeing her lift the curtain of the sedan chair and carefully look out, the maid reminded her in a low voice, "Miss."

Qinghe stuck out his tongue and gently lowered the curtain.

The journey was dull and boring, but luckily nothing happened.Not long after leaving the border of the Changzhou feudal domain, it rained suddenly one night. The group walked into the deep mountains and old forests at just the right time.

Fortunately, there was no danger of life in Anza's place at that time, Qinghe ordered everyone to rest on the spot.The maid never left her side.

Sleeping until midnight, the simple tent was not as comfortable as at home. Qinghe slept uncomfortably, tossing and turning, suddenly noticed the fire outside.At first, Qinghe thought it was just a fire built by his servants to drive away the beasts, so he ignored it.After a while, there was a sudden wailing sound, and Qinghe sat up in shock, opened the curtain with a "stab" and looked outside.

The outside was blood-red, and there were broken limbs and arms everywhere. The guards arranged by the family surrounded the tent tightly, and opposite the guards were a group of vicious ronin. The two sides were fighting with weapons.

The ronin yelled: "Kill them all, not only will we get a lot of gold and silver treasures, but also a little beauty for our brothers to play with!"

The guards resisted desperately, but they were outnumbered, and the guards in the outer circle were gradually beheaded.Ronin became more and more excited like bloodthirsty, shouting "Kill all" "Kill all", he raised his knife and fell in front of Qinghe not long after.

Suddenly a small dagger came into view, and the maid rushed over to protect her.The cold sound of a knife piercing his body rang in Qinghe's ears, and the maid covered Qinghe's eyes: "Miss, we can't protect you anymore, let's go!"

The guards were beheaded to only seven or eight people, and Qing He tremblingly got out from under the maid and fled towards the depths of the jungle.One step at a time, full of blood.

……

At the beginning of the second year of the first year of Wanyan, the god of marriage who passed by Changzhou was attacked by a demon. Under the cliff, he accidentally encountered an undead who seemed to have been dead for less than a year. In desperation, he took it as a divine weapon and named it "" end".

Based on the principle that since the undead are collected as artifacts, he must be responsible to the end, the God of Yuyuan brought "Zhi" with him.

At that time, Qinghe knew nothing about the past, and wandered around with the God of Fate.

Qinghe couldn't remember her original name, and the God of Fate asked her what other name she wanted besides the name of the utensil. Qinghe didn't know how to respond, but said: "I don't mind that, please give it to God."

The God of Fate smiled slightly: "Then, I will give it, 'stop'."

It was originally her name, but the God of Fate played with her in a big way, which made Qinghe a little angry.

Xie Yuan was gentle and gentle, but she was not afraid that she would lose her temper as a girl, so she left alone.Qinghe waited left and right, and the spirit of Jieyuan didn't look back, he hurriedly chased after him, and stopped ten steps away from him.

She made up her mind to have the relationship with God take the initiative to apologize.

The god of marriage does not look back.

Qinghe's cheeks puffed up with anger.

The two walked on the street, and people came and went.Qinghe and Jieyuanshen have only known each other for about ten days, and they haven't been to crowded places for more than ten days, so naturally they didn't notice anything unusual.

With so many people, Qinghe could imagine how ugly she was when she was angry, but none of the people who came and went were surprised by it, and even looked at her blatantly.Qinghe slowly felt uneasy, and his limbs felt cold.

Wait, limbs are cold?Seems like it's been like this since she woke up.

At night, the God of Fate finally found Qinghe's dejected look on his face, and asked with a smile, "Still angry?"

"...No." Qinghe turned his head, not looking at the God of Marriage, "I'm not going to be angry."

"So what, are you unhappy?"

Hearing this sentence, Qinghe turned pale immediately, and asked with trembling lips: "My lord, I...it's so strange, my lord, I feel my limbs are cold, my heart doesn't beat, like a dead person... And today On the street, passers-by seem to have not seen me, how could this be?  …

"Hey, my lord, what is going on here?"

The God of Jieyuan tilted his head and did not answer, Qinghe suppressed the fear in his heart and turned to look at him.Yuyuanshen's expression was serious: "Ah Zhi."

"Ok?"

"Want to know the truth?"

Qinghe felt a tingling pain in his heart, and nodded solemnly.

"--You are already dead."

……

After a few months of being in a coma by accident, he opened his eyes again.The first thing I felt was that my heart was beating again, and my limbs were still not hot, but there was a trace of warmth after all.

At that time, the god of fate asked himself inexplicably: "Azhi, do you want to live again?"

The fear of death lingered in my heart, and I clamored in my heart: I want to live, I want to live, I want to live!

Unconsciously, she said the words out of her mouth, and Yuyuanshen smiled slightly and stroked her hair, "My good boy, if this is the case, I will fulfill you."

There was a flash of light in front of Qinghe's eyes, his eyes were stabbed so hard that he couldn't open them, and suddenly he felt a force in his heart.

Then, he passed out.

When he woke up, he didn't find the God of Marriage, so Qinghe greeted him: "My lord, my lord?"

No one responded.

I went around looking for him again.

Also returned empty-handed.

After a long time, Qinghe couldn't find the god of marriage in the wild, so he boldly entered the city.People couldn't see her, Qinghe was wandering in the city with nowhere to go, fortunately he didn't feel hungry, and relying on the fact that others couldn't see her, she stayed here and there.

About two years later, the God of Marriage disappeared without a trace.

Qinghe has the signs of life and physical needs of a living person, but others still cannot see her.She said that she lived and ate at the shrine, but she still did a lot of petty theft based on this.The people who lost their things couldn't find the thief, so they thought that there were ghosts and ghosts, and they did a lot of things to drive the ghosts away.

Qinghe felt really annoyed, so he left the civilian area and turned to the wealthy area.

Wandering around in a rich area one night, I suddenly saw a mansion in decay.Qinghe was very surprised by this, and walked in out of curiosity.Walking into the hall, a sense of familiarity came over us.

Suddenly, he raised his hand to touch it for a long time, and his face was full of tears at some point.

At this point, memories are surging like sea water.

——Qinghe, her parents expect her to be as clean as water and unbreakable.

——I am the memory dividing line——

Why does such a big man smell so good?Qinghe closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, resisting her awkwardness and letting Liusheng's hand run through her hair.

How did it happen?Still have to start from 10 minutes ago.

Qinghe watched Lucu full of curiosity all morning—although she had no ability to prove that Lucu was the God of Marriage, and Yato didn't say it clearly the last time they met, but she just couldn't help it.This inability caused her to look at Liu Sheng for a long time, and when he woke up at [-]:[-], she fell asleep before he could pretend.

When Liu Sheng woke up, he slept contentedly, and his little sister curled up on the small accompanying bed to rest.Get out of bed, approach her, touch and smell.

No, it's so itchy... Qinghe suppressed a smile, opened a crack, and glanced at Liusheng.

Liu Sheng smiled: "Xiao He, are you awake?"

Qing He closed his eyes again, nodded, and yawned softly with his hands on his lips: "Yeah."

"Did you sleep well?"

Qing He avoided answering: "Where is Brother Liu Sheng, are you still sleepy?"

"Not sleepy."

Liu Sheng took a strand of Qinghe's hair, held it up to his eyes for a closer look, and pinched the ends of the hair: "Xiaohe, the hair is a bit dry."

Qinghe was weak, silently "rescued" his hair back into his hands, sat up, and looked at Liu Sheng at the same level: "Brother Liu Sheng came to the hospital so early today?"

"Brother Jing has something to do. I just happen to be here today. You don't need to go to the beauty salon, just come here."

You Jing always likes to do the lunch delivery by himself, if he doesn't come today, it must be difficult.

Qing He felt that it was not good to inquire, so he asked instead: "But brother Liu Sheng looks very tired, why don't you rest at home?"

"Xiao He, you left suddenly yesterday, which made me very, worried." Liu Sheng looked into her eyes with gentleness like water, "Xiao He, I am very worried. You are in the hospital, alone, and you will be lonely."

Qinghe felt embarrassed to make any response at this time: "..."

Liu Sheng held Qinghe's lock of hair again: "Xiaohe, your hair is dry, I'll help you take care of your hair."

Qinghe was also relentlessly "rescued" his hair, but this time Liu Sheng didn't let go, with gentle force, but Qinghe couldn't pull the hair out, tried several times, but gave up.

——Forget it, if Liu Sheng is really a god of karma, and he obeys his wishes, she can treat it as a kindness.

She is such a good kid.

Liu Sheng was very satisfied with her compromise: "Xiaohe, you are a good boy."

"Yeah." A certain shameless.

"So, always, always, let me help you with your hair."

"..."

After some commotion, Qinghe felt hungry, so he asked Liusheng to have lunch together.

The two sat side by side on the escort bed, and Qinghe took a piece of chicken and put it in his mouth. The unique delicious taste of chicken filled his mouth, fresh but not greasy, and his admiration for Youjing's craftsmanship went up to a new level.

Liu Sheng ate quietly, with his head lowered, Qinghe couldn't see his expression.

Out of curiosity, Qinghe said, "Brother Liu Sheng, what is your greatest wish?"

Liu Sheng replied solemnly: "Everyone, stay safe and healthy. Xiao He, get married and have children, stay safe and healthy."

Qinghe lowered his eyelids, gently rubbing his chopsticks.

—I did hear your wish.

-16.08.25