There is a saying in the world, gold is easy to get, but infatuation is hard to find.It's a pity that the monks don't believe in the theory of mortal love, thinking that it is just the humble desire of mortals.

If I put myself in the perspective of a bystander, as a normal monk, I feel that I will always complain about Ayu in my heart.I can't remember the cause of the past. After I have memory, my fate is not up to me. Although I got a love, it seems that the other party calculated it step by step.As long as I have a brain, I should understand that Yan Shengyu is obviously insane. He sometimes takes love as a gamble, and then he gives up his intelligence as long as there is a lover who believes...

If this guy does it right, I'll believe him.I do believe him, probably because I do have something abnormal.

He hasn't answered the question I just asked.At this time, there is no sun and moon in the demon world, and there is no sky light around, only a few palace lanterns are bright, reflecting in his eyes like trivial fishing fires reflecting the river's red.Suddenly, I didn't want to hear his answer, so I quickly changed to a question that I thought was more humorous: "When did Ayu love me more?"

Does he love me as a Buddha, loves me as a demon, or does he bury his deep love in some tiny moment?

I didn't mean to be cliche at first, but after thinking about it for a long time, once I said this, it seemed to induce him to recall the past acquaintance with me.I was regretting and wanted to find another topic, but Ayu quickly said: "If I have to compare, I prefer you who have been sealed in the lower realm. You are not happy, I know. I don't want to make you more upset , it's just that other times, you're always too far away.

"I always fell in love with you at first sight. But along the way, you couldn't see me, and I couldn't catch up with you. You shouldn't be able to see me. It's not my self-pity to mention this. When you were the devil, I was in front of you You are the most inconspicuous among admirers; you converted to Buddhism, changed your path and re-cultivated, and you are still No.1 in the upper three realms, but I am still walking between life and death; your statue..."

I was really embarrassed to hear this. Even if I didn't love him at that time, turning him into stone seemed too much, I couldn't help coughing twice.Hearing my cough, Ah Yu stopped talking, as if she wanted to wait for me to say something.Before I could reply, he looked at me closer again: "...Even though I made a statue of you, I still feel joy in my heart, I just feel that I am closer to you."

A few wisps of familiar black mist came out from behind Ayu, and the corners of his mouth turned sideways: "I know this sounds weird, you don't know how other people worship you. Otherwise, why would Dai Zhilin always borrow your name."

Dai Zhilin left in a hurry, I just thought of sending the plague god off early, completely forgetting to take revenge on him.Dai Zhilin's bodhicitta is obviously a sign of regaining memory. After that, he probably played us like monkeys most of the time, although I still have a bit of a temper in the gambling game.Thinking about these things, I didn't say it out, I just said haha: "The tree attracts the wind, everything is my fault, it's a pity that there is really no way."

I said this as a joke, and I deliberately added a chest-high movement, but Ayu's eyes were more serious. He didn't take my joke, but echoed smoothly: "When you were in your prime, no one even dared to say that you wanted to be You. Nobody can do it."

Just kidding, but no one took the burden. It’s not enough to make me humble, and it doesn’t seem to be wrong to be humble. If I can still point to the sun and moon, at this moment, the top of my head is dark, and the lamp that replaces the sun is still smashed by myself. There is no way to find a scapegoat.

I coughed a few more times, pulled at the black mist that gradually formed behind Ayu's back and said, "Yulang, take away the fog in my own home."

With just one sentence, his momentum was withdrawn.He lowered his head and then raised his head again and again, looking at me with tears in his eyes was only a few more words.

Seeing him like this, I felt anxious again.I smiled, moved closer to him, and teased him: "Go on and tell me how you like me, I want to hear it."

When asked to speak, he also spoke, obedient as an idiot, and could be sold for a piece of cloud cake.Watching his lips open and close, he mentioned the situation in the gambling game: "...you made the promise carelessly, as if your love was something contemptible. Afterwards, I thought about it for a long time, but I still didn't understand whether you knew me or not. Love, is it pity for me?"

Without memory, I can't just say anything, honestly: "I didn't know before, but I don't know now."

He smiled, and his tone was a little soft that only I could hear: "Only sincerity can match you. I am a devil, and it is normal if you don't believe that my desire for profit can defeat the sincerity. So, I cut off the desire for profit and made it." I will give you a robe.

"It's different from Dai Zhilin. From the beginning of this game, I have two minds. I don't want to win. I only want you."

Yulang's words were paranoid, but his expression was cold.I understand now that this was probably not entirely in his nature.

Pretending to be casual, I interjected: "I reincarnated you into a stone, won't you get angry?"

He shook his head: "After making that request, I'm afraid you will be angry."

I squinted my eyes, drank a few drinks with conscience, leaned back with my upper body, and put on an unpredictable expression: "If you plan on me like this, what if I really get angry?"

I don't know what's wrong with me, but I can't make the right response to the words that are obviously touching.I seem to want to hear him say "It's okay", and I also want to see him clinging to my sleeve to prevent me from leaving, or I want to see his tearful eyes.

But he suddenly laughed, as if there was a light in the corner of his mouth: "But you are not angry."

For a moment, we returned to the moment when we looked at each other in the Ultimate Bliss Realm.We don't need to say anything more.

I grabbed his hand: "Let's go."

He tightened his grip on me: "Where are you going?"

"Get the clothes."

When I first ascended, I subconsciously felt that the spiritual robe in my hand was not right. When I threw it into Qingyang Cave Mansion, I didn’t have any regrets or pity. Robe, probably can let Ayu show his feet a few years earlier, and be honest about everything.

Fortunately, Qingyang's Dongfu is not a difficult place to find, and everything is not too late.After a while, we passed by holding hands, I looked around, the furnishings in the cave were the same as when I left.It seems that after I left, no one came back.

The spiritual robe was still where I had put it, I took it back and handed it to Ayu, but he didn't take it.

He suddenly said: "Before, when you left, you didn't give me an answer, so I filled out an answer myself... When I encounter something worse than sadness, I know what love is."

"Why are you saying this all of a sudden?"

"I'm worried that if you put on this dress and say these things, you won't believe me."

Hearing this, I felt a little uncomfortable, but I looked at him with a smile, and my mouth became an unscrupulous joke: "Then I want to hear you tell the truth, and I will take off your clothes myself."

He echoed, then let go of his cloak, and straightened his skirt with his back to me, sublimating the silence of the room.

I think of him riding on the afterglow of the bell, wearing black clothes, his expression is unpredictable, always seems to be ruthless.But if you look closely, he covers his eyes, and with the name I gave him in his mouth, he just said: "I am your Taoist companion."

He is my companion.

My Taoist partner is crazy, he likes to play useless bets with people, he likes to exude demonic energy and say that he is a Dharma cultivator, he likes to cut his spiritual consciousness into pieces, he likes to talk to me about human affairs, and walk with me on the road of the world ;He likes to cry like a child, and likes to show his true feelings like a rock... If this is not crazy, the next point is absolutely fatal.

He likes me, he is infatuated.

love at first sight.

Finish

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like