hit ten miles

Chapter 95 Ask the world what love is

The bright moon was clear and bright, and the brilliance printed on Bai Xue became even colder.

The mountains are silent and silent.It is true that thousands of mountains and birds fly away, and thousands of people disappear.

Le Jie lay on the bed, but couldn't help looking at the life and death on the opposite bed.

The moonlight illuminated the room dimly, and one could see his protruding Adam's apple and the line of the bridge of his lips and nose.Desires are jumping up and down in the body eagerly, like thousands of ants crawling over my heart, the itching is unbearable, and it's like putting the whole heart in hot oil, the whole body is scalding.

Le Jie thought that he was asleep, so he lightly lifted the quilt and walked out on tiptoe.

He sat on the railing of the corridor outside the hut, staring blankly at the snow-capped mountains in the distance, his desire gradually subsided.

Suddenly a trace of warmth covered his back, Le Jie turned his head to look at Sheng Mi standing behind him.

There was a thump in his heart, and he finally calmed down, but his appearance ignited the fire again.

Sheng Mie looked at his blushing cheeks suddenly, and worriedly stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, but was glared at him viciously by Le Jie.

Le Jie tore off his white cloak, fell to the ground, looked at Sheng Mi coldly, and walked away.

Shengmi was stunned in a daze, and it took a long time to pick up the cloak on the ground and walk in.

He stood beside Le Jie's bed for a while, then squatted down, looked at Le Jie with a puzzled and aggrieved look on his face: "Le Jie, did brother do something wrong?".

Le Jie turned his head and looked into his eyes: "Let the master change rooms for us tomorrow, or I can live in brother Jiachen's room.".

"What happened?!" Sheng Mi was irritated by him, stood up hysterically.

"I like you!" Le Jie bit his lip, and finally said it, but because he was afraid that he would lose confidence, he twisted his thigh with his hand under the quilt.

That sentence "I like you" actually shocked the life and death who usually jumped in front of Taishan without changing his face, and his face turned pale.

The dead leaves floating on the surface of the water are swirling in the wind, but they cannot escape the fate of rotting into the water after all.

Le Jie sighed deeply, he didn't sleep that night after all.

With the sound of the wooden fish, the Buddhist scriptures swayed out of the lobby.

Le Jie closed his eyes and recited the scriptures he had already mastered by heart, when suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder.

He looked up to see the master.

The master led him out of the lobby door, and as soon as he went out, he saw the second uncle's back.

The second uncle looked at him, with a blunt smile on his sullen face.

"Le Jie, you're already so tall." The second uncle came over once, looked at Le Jie in front of him, and then said, "Clean up and go down the mountain with me."

"Going down the mountain?!"

At that time, the scriptures had just been recited in the hall, and Xingshi, who was sitting not far from the door, heard Le Jie's voice clearly.

He stood up suddenly and walked out.

"Le Jie?" He called him, but there was a hint of embarrassment in his voice.

It was precisely that blunt embarrassment that made Le Jie feel a little helpless and reluctant to give up.

In the early morning, Le Jie forgot to put on his hat when he went out, so he turned around and went back to get it.

He moved away quickly, creating a long distance between the two of them, which also made Le Jie startled, and then looked at him calmly with a smile.

Le Jie didn't look at the life and death standing at the door, and walked out to the east hut with his head down.

After bidding farewell to the master, he walked towards the gate of the temple with the second uncle. He didn't look back, and he didn't ask the second uncle if he wanted to come up.

Le Jie didn't know that when he left the mountain that day, Life and Death watched him leave from the mountain peak until he disappeared into the depths of the snow mountain.

Birth and death still stand at the top of the mountain.

When he said he liked him, he was actually happy after being shocked.

The reason why he distanced himself that morning was also because he had been avoiding himself before seeing Le Jie, and he was afraid that he would be upset if he got close to him.

But he didn't think that doing so would make his heart die.

Snow began to fall from the sky, and the goose feather snow was densely filling the entire valley.

Sheng Sie squeezed the Buddha beads in his hands, and snow began to accumulate on his yellow shoulders.

He bowed deeply towards the direction Le Jie left, thinking, this is the best result between the two of them.

Le Jie was sitting in the carriage with the second uncle. When he opened the curtain to look at the street outside, the second uncle suddenly said that your grandfather passed away.

The day of the burial was cloudy, but there was still thick snow on the ground.

Four servants carried the red lacquered coffin and walked in front, and Le Jie's two uncles followed behind the coffin, one on the left and one on the right, followed by his parents and two aunts.

Le Jie walked among the crowd with a group of cousins. In fact, he had a vague impression of his grandfather. He vaguely remembered that he hugged him when he was a child.

Le Jie wasn't very sad, and couldn't cry, he just had a faint feeling of death in his heart.

He looked at a group of people who were crying, true and false, but for the living to see.

The sky was cloudy that day, and the gray and white world was covered with a cool taste.

After the burial, when he returned to his grandfather's house, he told his father that he would go home, and his father agreed.

When he was halfway there, his father stopped him suddenly. When he turned his head, his father asked him: "Do you have any knowledge in the temple? Do you want to get fame?".

Le Jie nodded and left.

But he didn't go home, he passed by a theater and went straight in, took the white silk off his arm and put it in his arms.

The play that was performed that day was called "The Green Snake".

A little green snake without the seven emotions and six desires followed the white snake to experience the world, but never knew what it was until it had human tears.

The play is well said: When I came to the world, I was misunderstood by the world, saying that there is love in the world, but what is love?

When the theater was over, it started snowing again. Le Jie followed the crowd to the theater, but saw a monk in gray monk clothes standing on the street.

He was wearing a pair of cloth shoes, holding a string of Buddhist beads on his mobile phone, his brows flying like swords and swords, and his long eyelashes dyed white snow like lacquer.

Walking slowly and firmly, as if coming from thousands of miles away, just to say three words to him: "Me too".

Everyone in the world says that it is hard to die, but who is willing to give up the love in their hearts? If it is a walking dead, is life and death important?

Le Jie asked someone to write a letter at the street corner and asked him to send it to Yuefu and bought a horse.

He turned back and asked the man: "Can you ride a horse?".

He smiled at him, of course he would.

They rode horses and galloped from the city gate, and ran far away in the snow.

The horse's hoof stepped on the white jade, and the debris was covered with agar jade pulp.The mountains undulate in the Mercedes-Benz, and the frozen lake is vast and boundless.

But good things are generally like flowers in the mirror and moon in the water, which can be broken with a poke of your hand.

Le Jie stood at the theater door, shook his head, and smiled.

He went home to see the grandpa.

Grandfather sat on a chair and dozed off, with a pot of boiler at his feet, and a servant was squatting beside the stove adding charcoal to it. When he saw Le Jie was about to salute, Le Jie stopped him with a wave of his hand.

"How long did Grandpa sleep?" Le Jie asked.

"It takes about a stick of incense." The servant was carrying a charcoal basket and squatted down to add some.

But Le Jie took the basket in his hand and said, "I'll just watch over my grandpa, you go down first."

The red coals in the brazier were peeling and crackling, and when they were burned out, they turned into gray-white ashes.

The author has something to say:

It seems that only three or four friends have been watching, thank you very much.

This article is excessive and not very well written, sorry.

There are also typos and wrong sentences that I will correct after finishing the book.

(I'm not in a good mood today. Hey)