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Chapter 6 To You My Love

In the winter of 240 years in Sisena, Qingti can't remember how many times she saw that person beaten and bruised all over her body.It's just that it was the first time he had quarreled with her.

He didn't understand why every time he rescued the girl, she always went back, and he didn't understand why the woman treated her like that but she never dared to resist.

He wanted to save her, but found that that person still had final fantasies about her mother.

It was a child's fantasy of motherly love.

"Qingti, do you know? My mother would touch my head and make my favorite dish every time my father came back, and she said my daughter is awesome."

When the girl said this, Qingti saw the light in her eyes.

"Everyone is afraid of my family sympathizing with me. Only you treat me differently. You are not afraid of me and have always treated me very well."

"I believe she doesn't want to hit me either, she just loves my father too much."

"She just wants to see him a few more times before hitting me and hurting me. After all, my father is only at home when I am injured. When my father is at home, she is still very good to me."

Every time Qingti heard this, she was always silent.

Until that day, when that person was kicked out of the house again, Qing Ti yelled at her with red eyes.

"That woman doesn't deserve to be your mother. Don't lie to yourself. Can't you see? She's just using you. Why do you still have to endure her?"

That day the girl didn't smile back at him, she just lowered her head and didn't speak.

For a long time, her eyes were red, and she said in a hoarse voice: "Do you think I don't want to? I have no choice. If not, how should I live?"

Yes, how should she live.

When Qingti realized it, the girl had disappeared into the garden.

Maybe she's right.

Qingti thought blankly.

She is different from herself. There is no way for a person to live alone without a group.Their lives are fragile and short, what ability does he have to make the girl live on him alone.

"The little monk passed by here and wanted to beg for a drink of saliva. In return, the little monk can help the benefactor solve his worries."

After regaining her senses, Qingti saw a person under the tree, holding a Buddhist bead in her hand, wearing a bamboo hat, and wearing a black cassock, with cloud patterns on it against the blossoming lotus.He jumped off the branch and handed him a leaf bearing the dew on it.

"Give."

"Thank you." The monk gulped it down, but he didn't intend to leave. He sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and rested.

"You said that you can solve my worries, is it true?" Qing Ti thought for a while and asked tentatively.

"The world's troubles are nothing more than a word of love. I can't let go of it. I can't let go of it. Is the poor monk wrong?" The monk didn't open his eyes, and didn't answer him, but asked a question.

".Are you asking me to let go of love? It's not as easy as talking about it."

"If you really want to give up, the poor monk knows a place. There is a lattice shop in this world, and you can exchange your wish with the token of the person you love the most. If you want to, go to Aurora City to find it. Maybe Can do as you wish."

"Really?" Qingti was a little excited.

"Monks don't tell lies." After finishing speaking, the monk turned the prayer beads and chanted the Buddhist scriptures. It seemed that the Buddhist scriptures had a calming power, and Qingti slept well that night.

When he woke up again, the monk had already left.Although the phantom of the tree is much more free than the tree itself, the size and spiritual power of the tree restricts the range of movement of the phantom.

Qingti trotted to find that person.

He thought that if he asked his friends to inquire about this matter, he would have to go to many places and ask many tree spirits.

Since my phantom can't come back to accompany her in a short time, I must say goodbye to her first.

He hastily tore off the biggest leaves, wanting to write something to that person, what should he write?
He picked up the branch and thought about it seriously.

I'm going away.Feeling a little cold.

I want to apologize to you, come see me.It looks weird.

He thought for a long time, and finally picked up the leaf with satisfaction and walked to that person's house.

When he got to the door, he saw the priest coming from not far away.Panicked, he quickly hid in the nearby yard.He knew that the priest could see him.

40 years ago he had his first phantom.

He was still growing up in the city center at that time.Perhaps it was due to fluctuations in the spiritual power of the priests near the altar, he was just a small tree of more than 50 years and had his own phantom.

Hiding in the tree, he met human eyes for the first time, and that person was the previous priest.

At that time, he was so scared that he hid in the leaves in a panic.But the priest ordered him to be transplanted in a garden in the suburbs the next day.

He knew that it was his appearance that frightened the priest.

Later, rumors spread throughout the city that he was a wishing tree with spiritual power.

"I heard that there are gods living in the trees. You can't let the gods live too close to them, otherwise you will accidentally offend the gods."

How could it be so bloody.He watched the priest walk into the house he wanted to go to from a distance, flustered.

No wonder she could see herself, no wonder she said her grandfather told her that she was a wishing tree, so she was the daughter of the priest, he should have thought of it earlier.

But since the priest came back today, it meant that she was covered in bruises again.

Qingti stared blankly at the house not far away, at a loss.What should he do, what should he do to pass the priest to the letter to her.

Night was approaching, and after leaving the tree for too long, Qingti was already a little tired, so he stood up and began to walk back slowly.

He thought about it, one day he would apologize to her; one day, he would wait until he gave her the letter, and then lead her out of the sea of ​​suffering; one day, he would help her realize her wish.

Qingti was so tired, he couldn't remember how he walked back, he only remembered that he had slept for a long time.

It seems that someone came to him on the way and said a lot to him, but he couldn't remember a word.

After a long time, when the heavy rain came, Qingti felt as if she had come back to life.

He was enjoying the baptism of this heavy rain, and suddenly he felt the breath of human blood.

He saw the man under the tree whose blood was washed pale by the rain, sobbing softly.

He really wanted to take human form, but he couldn't now.

"Qingti, you know, I resisted."

"I'm sorry, I may have to live alone. I want to leave this city. Maybe you are right."

"I know you've left me, you must think I'm very bad. I know you won't show up again."

"If there is an afterlife, I hope I will have a gentle mother and a happy family. I want to become that girl worthy of you, because you are so gentle and kind."

"Goodbye, Qingti."

Just as the girl was about to turn around, a huge leaf dangled down from the tree, and a line of small characters was written on the crooked scratches: To you I love, I will fulfill your wish for you, Qingti.

(End of this chapter)