"Don't... it hurts..." Caifu was so painful that tears flowed down. Her weak voice was crushed by Lu Rong's action and brought out a little vibrato.

"Don't you like him? Unfortunately, you can never climb into his bed!" Lu Rong thought that the warm appearance of a woman was prepared for another man. His anger was even worse. He turned the woman over, and the next round of more ferocious lashes was ready to go.

A few wisps of pink smoke floated out of the gap of the incense burner and quietly dissipated in the air.

-

The full moon hangs high, and the cold wind shuttles through the woods on a winter night, making a strange sound of "purring".

Wen Xiao stared blankly at the dots of light green fluorescence in front of him. He even forgot to wrap his cloak tightly and let the night wind blow across his face.

It's not as beautiful as in the world.

"Why are there fireflies in winter?" the girl turned and looked at Lu Sheng blankly.

"The old Eunuch in the Palace said that this is called winter fireflies," Lu Sheng tied the cloak for the girl and gently touched the girl's chilly cheek. "Winter fireflies are only active from November to March. Now it's time to reproduce."

"It's beautiful." the girl looked at the light by the tree and muttered.

"Yes, it's beautiful." Lu Sheng stared at her close sweetheart, watching her slender eyelashes tremble gently in the night wind and her side face with clear outline under the soft moonlight.

Lu Sheng took Wen Xiao to the ancient tree.

"Sit down," Lu Sheng spread his cloak casually under the tree, "do you want to make a wish?"

Wen Xiao looked at the old tree in a trance. After a long time, he gently asked, "do you say there are really gods in this world?"

"If so, can he really hear everyone's demands?"

"Is the so-called god Buddha just the comfort people seek for themselves?"

Lu Sheng took the girl in his arms and patted her on the head.

"We are not omnipotent. We can't control everything. Fate will always joke with us, which makes us nervous from time to time."

"At this time, people will involuntarily want to seek some comfort."

"So there was a God."

"The outcome of the war is unpredictable, so the soldiers believe in the God of war; the wind and rain are unpredictable, so the fishermen at sea believe in the God of the sea; the harvest of crops is unpredictable, so the farmers believe in the God of heaven."

"No matter how strong we are, there will always be things we can't stop, such as birth, old age, illness, natural and man-made disasters," Lu Sheng said softly. "All we can do is live every day."

The man felt the warmth from the delicate body in his arms and gently stroked her long soft hair.

"It's a big deal. I'll be your God."

Wen Xiao looked up at him with clear eyes and a faint smile.

Yes, all we can do is live in the present.

What has gone can not be recalled, and there is no need to worry about what is still in the future.

Since fate is so arranged, I think this arrangement has its own reason.

It's a big deal. It's just a heart break.

"Come and sit for a while. I'll take you back later." Lu Sheng looked at her clear eyes and covered her eyes with his hand. His voice was a little dumb. "Don't look at me like this. I can't help but want to kiss you."

His palm was warm, and the corners of Wen Xiao's mouth couldn't help hooking up.