Leng Yaoshan hummed twice and stopped talking. Leng Yumo turned his head and looked at Jingyuan. He raised his lips and showed a smile: "little monk, I really want to say goodbye this time." Jing Yuan moved her lips and wanted to ask her, is there really no half friendship? But the words to the mouth, but still did not say. His hands were folded, his long eyelashes were down, and his skin was as white as jade, but it was also cold“ Amitabha, benefactor, I'll see you later. " With these words, Jingyuan turned and left. His pace is very slow, it seems that he can feel the girl's breath for a longer time. But no matter how slow you walk, it will disappear, and you will never see or feel it again. The dark eyes flashed unconsciously in my mind. And the loss and attachment that can't be hidden in those eyes... Once you leave, maybe forever. They can never meet again. He didn't even thank him for getting the purest water for himself. And when you see that you are in danger, you rush to help. Jingyuan's step is a meal, and his eyes twinkle with light never seen before. He suddenly turned around, as if forgetting that he could blink and fly, and strode towards the way he came Leng Yumo looks at the little monk's back, and suddenly feels that his heart seems to have been dug away. She touched her face, expecting to feel a tear. But nothing? Then he couldn't help laughing. In the heart abdominal Fei: Leng Yumo, your mother now also learned to hurt spring and autumn, affectation! How reluctant can a man who has been with his mother for three days? Who do you want to show this to? If she were a normal unmarried man, she would give up all her reserve and chase people. But is he a little monk who is devoted to Buddhism? Do you want to force the monk to return to secular life and let him give up his faith? Leng Yumo raised his head and looked at the blue sky. This time, I felt a little bitter in my eyes. In the heart empty fall of sufferings. At this time, it would be nice if the elder martial brothers were around. Elder martial brother, second elder martial brother, Third Elder martial brother, fourth younger martial brother, younger martial sister... Little seven. If only they were by their side... "Fourth elder martial sister! Fourth elder martial sister!! Is it really you? " Just thinking about this, the excited voice of the young man came from the sky, from far to near, and in an instant, he was in front of Leng Yumo. Leng Yumo suddenly opens his eyes, aiming at a pretty face with dimples“ Fourth elder martial sister! Wow, it's really fourth elder martial sister. I finally found you. " The falling rain came down from the flying puppet without touching the ground. The whole person rushed to hold Leng Yumo. Leng Yumo catches people and hears his slightly hoarse voice for a long time: "Xiao Qi, how can you be here?"“ Fourth elder martial sister, why are you here again? By the way, this is yanghun pool. Are you coming to see Aunt Leng? " Falling rain hit his head: "I'm so stupid, why didn't I expect to see you here?" Listening to the chirping voice of the youth, listening to his happy laughter, feeling his warm and sincere embrace. The sorrow and emptiness in my heart seemed to fade away in an instant. The smile on Leng Yumo's face slowly blooms, and he reaches out his hand to hold the falling rain tightly. Yes! What can she be sad about? What can she be sad about? Without the little monk, she still has martial brothers and Xiaoyao gate!