[Fairy Triple Fly] Note with emotion

The most wonderful thing in the world is nothing more than fate.

It makes many people deeply regret the mistakes, but they don't need too many opportunities, just because of a half-step mistake.

It is not difficult to lose one thought and make everything wrong.

Just like the person in front of you, as long as time doesn't wait for each other, it will be empty in a blink of an eye.

Then think carefully, who knows when to lose...

Fei Peng's peripheral vision turned around for a moment as if to confirm, the void in that place was the same as other places, and no one would know that a painting fairy was just buried here.And that was just a fire.

The jade brush he brought out from the painting environment in his hand still has a bit of coolness, a little reminiscent of the coldness of death that is always conjectured.

But not mentioning the reality has never been what people want, and this matter alone is not interesting.

Like a god, like a fairy, leaving no trace after death.

There are no corpses, no wind and waves, and a light breeze can take them all away.

If it's really as straightforward as this, it's good.

But as a fairy god, he often does not leave reincarnation.How about death?If there is a ray of soul left, it must go back to reincarnation.

This is a part of heaven, no one should hide, no one should avoid.This is how the years go, and there is no return date; it is also the fallen leaves returning to the roots, and the end begins again.

The forest was close to the town, and Fei Peng, who knew the direction, came out from it from time to time.

Most of the crowd was crowded at the South Bridge, which made the road much wider at the beginning, and it was a bit closer to the quiet and coldness of ordinary days.

But there are also people who come back first, and when they meet, they say hello to him.

Those who came back earlier even had an extra reminder to see that the Chonglou had returned, so Fei Peng thanked him.

When he entered the courtyard, the wintersweet was already in bloom.

Clusters of yellow flowers are piled on the branches, even though they are in full bloom, they are patchwork, hot but not noisy.

Undoubtedly, it bloomed a little early, but it is still not afraid of the cold everywhere, as if it has stopped at its peak.In this piece of white snow, stand proudly against the wind.

He paused to appreciate it for a while before going down the tree.

The stone table there had already been set with wine and tea, and there was also a plate of pastries that Chonglou was picking and eating until he frowned, but he still reached out to grab them again and again.

Due to the fact that he often makes dim sum recently, Fei Peng can recognize which pastry it is just by smelling it.It is also very clear that this is not the type he likes, but his own.

Let me add a few more words here, it is also what he often makes to feed Chong Lou.

Swallowing down the pastries in his mouth, Chong Lou, who had eaten for some reason with a fierce face, picked up the wine and poured himself.

As if calming down, he put it down and complained: "The God Realm has always wanted to filter the spiritual energy three times, that's all. But sometimes it's too much when it comes to food. of nectar.”

Fei Peng picked it up, bit his mouth, and sat on the side with his eyes slightly bent: "How serious are you saying? It's just that there is a preference for adding nectar full of aura without any seasoning."

"Besides, it's already very good when it comes to hospitality."

"On weekdays, how can I do those things? It's normal to just use nectar to meet the occasional appetite."

"After all, since I don't know who has preached that it will shake the heart of the Tao, the God Realm has seldom touched it anymore. Everyone can't wait to eat and drink... It's a good thing that none of them have a cultivation level that will starve to death."

Chonglou clicked his tongue subtly.

Because of Fei Peng's presence, he didn't show contempt directly, but the effect was similar in terms of words.

"If you insist on nature so much, what do you mean by Dao Xin? Ha, it's such a shame that you don't know it! It's still the devil's world at ease, come when you feel like it, and go when you feel like it. Who dares to talk about it!"

Fei Peng didn't refute, he picked up the pastry and ate it quietly.

But this silence made Chonglou feel a little uncomfortable, and even regretted the indiscriminate words that he probably said earlier.

Although this should be reasonable, as a protoss, he should not forget his roots and agree.And based on his heart, it is expected that his temperament cannot be refuted regardless of the facts.But what can be said with reason, what is emotion?

The more Chong Lou thought about it, the more he felt a little regretful.Although he didn't mean it, his words were like flooding water, and it was hard to take back once he left.

Chong Lou, who had always been used to himself before, and only learned to be considerate of others after meeting Fei Peng, started self-reflection without feeling that he had said something wrong.

After Fei Peng finished eating the plate of pastries quietly, he put down his jade pen and got up.

Chong Lou glanced at the things on the table, and made a snack.

When Fei Peng came back again, he already had something in his hand, it seemed that it was for this reason that he left and returned.

The sharpness of his brows and eyes seemed to be softening a bit, revealing some warmth.The eyes narrowed a little for half an inch, showing a clearness that was almost affectionate.But there was a faint smile on his face, which made all of this a foil.

He seemed to be in a good mood, had he made a decision?

It was half a beat late for Chonglou to realize that what Fei Peng was going to get was a scroll of painting.

If there is another correction and reminder, it is the painting that was promised to him but has not been completed yet.

Regarding this matter, Chonglou was not to blame, and he never urged him.

Because he knows that Fei Peng is not in love.

Wherever his eyes fell, the brilliance came into being.

Each sketch has its own posture and demeanor.The most is a hundred flowers blooming, colorful.Combined with painting scenery, it is simply a match made in heaven!

But for this reason, the comparison shows that the embarrassment elsewhere is endless.

Because everything is beautiful and wonderful everywhere, it is never suitable for those paintings that need to be "eccentric" and stand out.

In other words, the comparison between the two will make the latter fall into a very regrettable situation, and the seclusion is dwarfed by comparison.

But when Fei Peng paints to relieve his emotions, if he is stubborn about this difference, it is called chasing the end and giving up the original.So don't worry about it, and those who know the reason can only say it's a pity.

After that, there was a difference, and it was Fei Peng's promise.

According to his temperament and his deep friendship, how can he be sloppy and perfunctory?It must be a competition.

Chonglou doesn't know how long this painting will be put on hold.The only thing I know is that that day should be when Fei Peng is emotional.

Love is changeable and rare.

After thinking about it, Chong Lou felt that there is only one word of love in this world, which can move dragons and phoenixes, and move dead trees and rotten plants.

Can make, Fei Peng empathizes with students.

It's like he has been resolutely guarding for many years for the sake of friendship; it's also like he is clearly thinking clearly, but he still stops to stare at it; it's even more like his thoughts are still undecided, undecided.

Chonglou once saw it, but he didn't know why Fei Peng was doing this.

Concession and paving the way, after careful consideration, are all safe in the God Realm.

But who saw it?Either he laughed at him for being stupid, or he didn't care about the matter, and Du Wu wrote it down after thinking about it.

If you throw a stone into the water, you can still see a splash.He is wonderful, doing his best for a place where there is no sound, without expecting anything in return.Can I ask the God Realm to appreciate it?Chong Lou looked at it coldly, but he didn't feel it.

If it is calculated as a business, the account book must be unreadable, and Fei Peng should have been short-lived long ago!

But after witnessing it for many years, Chong Lou also knew it.

This is known to others, and he doesn't care about Fei Peng.Because he is also a god of himself, a lot of words that have fallen on Chong Lou, in fact, Fei Peng does not seem to violate harmony.

They have quite a few wonderful similarities, but they also differ naturally.Recently, the most biased, are all holding the heart.

His love, he has always been beyond reach.

But today, Fei Peng brought the painting.

I don't know if it's because he ate too much pastry just now, but Chong Lou suddenly felt his tongue was a little dry and his heart was beating too fast.He couldn't help moving his eyes slightly, and locked his eyes on Fei Peng, wanting to find out but not daring to move rashly.

When Fei Peng came, there was still a little smile on the corner of his eyebrows but half faded.

He stamped his feet in front of the stone table separated from the Chonglou, remained silent for a while, and then took a step back without saying a word.

Chong Lou was taken aback.

Fei Peng coughed guiltily, handed over the painting, and said lightly, "I've finished the painting a long time ago."

Being able to be observed by others, but also having something to do with himself, how could Fei Peng really not know the slightest bit.

But he has always ignored it, so it is no different from not knowing.

But that day he leaned over to paint and did it all in one go!Is it possible to be stunned?

Afterwards, it was clear that the painting was finished, but he still pretended to be worried, some of which he dared not tell others.

Although Fei Peng didn't think about it carefully, Ru never went deep into why he made such a promise in the first place.But the facts were before his eyes, and he naturally knew it in his heart.

He fell in love with Zhonglou.

But even so, Fei Peng only wanted to bury it deeply at that time, so that time and water would go with it.

Such twists and turns, Chong Lou had no time to think of it.

He was dumbfounded by these words, and subconsciously moved the stone table in the middle, which was particularly obstructive, to somewhere with a space technique, and stepped forward again.

After calming down for a while, he already held down the Fei Peng, who had no intention of struggling.Being so close, one can peek into the slightly stunned deep eyes nearby, and one's own reflection can be clearly seen.A move is smooth and smooth.

Quite unsteady.

Chonglou: "..."

Fei Pengyue was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help laughing.

At this moment, he was at a loss when he suddenly didn't know how to mention it before, and the slightly raised arc of the corner of his mouth was full of slack and softness.

This unexpected situation pierced Zhonglou's self-esteem.

But the subconscious resignation emotionally could not match the relief and frustration of Fei Peng's mental activity after seeing Fei Peng laughing.

Unwilling to be submerged too quickly, even Chonglou couldn't think of any countermeasures to save the atmosphere.But he is used to boldness, especially in this matter.He said decisively: "If you keep your promise, you still have a chance to go back on your word. I don't know what to do, I won't keep this painting. But I accept it, this matter is not so simple and easy to calculate, you should know!"

Fei Peng was silent when he heard the words, and hid the soft and warm eyes as before, and then laughed again.At this moment, he seemed to think of a lot, but also seemed to let go of his thoughts and have no thoughts.

When he raised his eyes again, Fei Peng's eyebrows and eyes, which seemed to belong to the sky alone, were completely bright.He pretended not only to be the lonely spark that was still on and off, but also the trace of the person in front of him who was extremely arrogant and desperate after putting all his eggs in one basket.

"I'm here to fulfill my promise, and I'm also saying this to you personally, so there's no reason to go back on it!"

"This painting is already yours."

"How to deal with it is up to you."

Chonglou's red eyes lit up suddenly, the kind of joy that seemed to be insulated from his body did not mention restraint, and he tried his best to explain what it means to be in love is the same with a destructive attitude.

But this unique state did not last long.

There was one thing on Chong Lou's mind, it was a worry that seemed out of place but made him pay attention to it.Even after hearing Fei Peng's words of affirmation, the joy he felt almost drove out all rationality, and it was difficult to shake it off.

Because he once stared at him in the long time, half witnessed and half accompanied that boring and long time.In witnessing and being puzzled, he cast his gaze again and again.

So no one knows more clearly than him.

What kind of existence does the heart fire that has been tempered and tempered deep in the heart of the gods look like.

It is the cause and effect of love that gave him his current appearance and constantly destroys the current entangled beliefs, which only he himself can cut!

Fei Pengji sighed lightly.

He touched the heavy building and trembled subconsciously because of this, and his eyebrows and eyes wandered.The joy, anger, sorrow, and joy in his expression were a bit too conspicuous for Fei Peng, who was used to the introverted expressions of the God Realm and was also quite sensitive.

But so...wonderful.

Feeling very complicated about how happy he was, Fei Peng, who had never dealt with a similar situation, hugged Chong Lou lightly.

This should be a hug, but he gave his focus.If you give it to yourself, it may be worthless, but it may become priceless trust and misty love.

"It's common for flowers to bloom and fade, and sometimes it's a definite number to gather and disperse."

"Although I am unwilling, I also know and understand why."

"This is something that needs no explanation, like the sun rises and the moon sets."

"I tried to find an answer in vain, but I was doomed to be covered in bruises. Although I don't regret it, it is indeed tiring."

"I also thought about... Forget it, I shouldn't mention these things at this time."

"But when I saw you, I suddenly remembered that there are not only those roads to go."

"Just like now, I... want to stop and take a look again. I haven't looked at the world for a long time, the joys, sorrows, sorrows, and joys."

"Your ideas are always different from mine. I also want to know what your attitude will be among them."

"Maybe, the ending will be different."

The author has something to say: This is the end of the main story, and I have to be responsible to others, so I won’t release the extra episodes

Cough, if there is a pit filling in the future, it will probably be like this. After the first stage, all of them will be released. After all, this is not my usual account... Sigh