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Some are happy and some are sad.

The disciples of the Cold Sword Sect shared the dining room together, and the energetic young disciples gathered together in twos and threes, chatting and laughing.

There are so many disciples in the sect, not everyone can afford Bigu Pill, so they hired a few more cooks.

Ah Luo put down the bowls and chopsticks,? In fact, according to her status as an inner disciple, she has a separate small kitchen,? But she doesn't want to be alone at this time of the year,? But now she can taste it even if she is sitting in a lively crowd. It was a bit bleak.

She stared blankly at the untouched food, got up and walked out of the dining hall.The ingredients carefully prepared by the kitchen are delicious, but you can't taste the familiar taste.She suppressed the pain in her head and tried not to think about Lu Xingwan.

After going through so many things, now she has learned to consider other people's thoughts and expressions, no matter how bad the mood is, she will not show sadness when others are happy.

But no one paid attention to her,? The disciples are used to her little senior sister who often comes to the cafeteria to eat together.

She went out of the dining hall, stood still under the empty corridor, stared at the red lanterns with snow falling in the distance, and lost her mind.

I don't know what sister Xingwan is doing now.The more I don't want to think about that person, the more I can't control myself.

At this time in previous years, Lu Xingwan would always bring her to celebrate the New Year together, and occasionally Bai Qinhe would also come over.

After the elder sister woke up, she thought they could have a reunion year this year, who would have thought that things would develop to this point.

On her slightly childish and pretty face, there was a deep bitterness that did not belong to this age.

Thinking of the elder sister, she decided to visit her. After winter, she fell ill again, and now she is not in good health.

She seems to have a lot of things too,? Not very talkative,? In addition to urging her to practice hard every day, and deal with some trivial matters in the sect,? Copy books and practice calligraphy in her own room.

After the eldest sister fell ill, other matters in the sect fell on the second senior sister again,? Ah Luo didn't see her often, and somehow, the second senior sister was also friendly,? But she was embarrassed and didn't want to go Talk to her.

She stood under the porch in desperation for a while, and walked along the road paved with white snow to Su Jingyun Lanfeng Residence.

As she walked, she couldn't help recalling the past.

In fact, the world of self-cultivation doesn't pay much attention to folk festivals. In addition to decorating the New Year with red like the world in the human world, and sending gifts to each other to add some monthly rules to the disciples of the sect, it will pass.

Of course, some sects pay more attention to these, but most of the time the cultivation sects don't care about these.

A Luo was used to it when she was with Lu Xingwan before, but now she feels that this winter is extraordinarily cold and long when he is not around.

Su Jingyun used to light Yunshuixiang in Lanfengju. When A Luo arrived, she was leaning on the bedside and reading a book, but she also looked absent-minded.

"Come on, sit down." Su Jingyun put down her book and greeted her.

Looking at her haggard look, Ah Luo didn't know what to say, and now it's even more difficult to say anything.

These days, they have exhausted all the things they should cry about. Leaving aside Lu Xing's late life, the only thing they can talk about is cultivation.

Just thinking about the countless years of estrangement between her and the two senior sisters from the master, without Lu Xingwan in the middle to reconcile them, they would be so strange to each other.But generally speaking, she is the closest to the elder sister, after all, she has guarded her for ten years.

She suddenly regained her senses, Su Jingyun was so sad, she woke up this year and watched her little junior sister go from full of vitality to despair, how can she still have the youthfulness that a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old should have? ah.

They all know where the problem lies, but no one can change it.

Su Jingyun barely pulled herself together and comforted A Luo, telling her to practice hard. There are many things that cannot be changed in the future.

But in fact, she herself was exhausted.It was like a merciless tease of fate, or belated retribution, during the ten years of her deep sleep, her memories of ignorance recovered bit by bit

A little bit of recovery.

Those pasts often came to visit in the form of dreams, which made her want to forget but never forget.

Just before Ah Luo came to visit her, she leaned on the bed and fell asleep.

The sound of firecrackers, laughter and their footsteps were intertwined in the dream, which dyed the entire desolate sect in a layer of fireworks.

"Wow, sister Xingwan, why can Ah Zhi set off firecrackers but I can't?"

"Because you are too young, what if you hurt your hand?"

"OK then."

"By the way, sister Xingwan, what is Chinese New Year?"

"Chinese New Year, there is a legend that there is a monster named Nian, who often comes out to cause trouble and harm people. People have thought of many ways to deal with it. Later, they found that the Nian beast is afraid of red and loud noises, so people will paste festive red on that day, Wear a beautiful red dress. That day is called the Chinese New Year."

"Is this true? Sister Xingwan, why don't you make up stories to scare me again."

"Actually, there are many legends about Chinese New Year. If you are interested, read more books."

"Let me read again."

"Naughty ghost, you can learn more if you study hard. In short, the Chinese New Year is a very important and festive day for the people, and there is a lot of fun. The most important thing is that this festival must be celebrated with your family to be reunion. I know you are not used to this, but I think Let you get more involved in the smoke and fire, after all, the heights are extremely cold."

"What do you mean by that? Do you feel cold when you stand tall?"

"Sure enough, you should be forced to read more on weekdays."

"Oh, sister Xingwan."

The immature child's voice intertwined with the young girl's happy voice, and they came from a short distance, as if they were busy chatting in her room.

"I think you are all lonely and bitter, and I want you to have a little more sweetness. Only when you discover the splendor and beauty in life, can you have a sense of expectation to live."

"Sister Xingwan, why do I always fail to understand what you say?"

"You'll understand later."

"Oh, although Ah Luo doesn't understand, but Ah Luo feels very happy staying with Sister Xingwan. Is this the feeling of home in the book?"

"Yes."

"Then I hope that the senior sister can wake up soon. When the senior sister wakes up, someone will talk to us and play with me again. By the way, the master can also drive."

"You know as much as you do."

"hey-hey."

"But... Elder Sister Xingwan, Elder Sister really slept for a long time, can she still wake up?"

"She must wake up, we have to wait patiently for Elder Sister."

"Ah."

"After pasting up the blessing characters and window grilles in the room of the big sister, let's go make dumplings."

"Okay, but can I set off fireworks at night?"

"Please, sister Xingwan, Ah Luo won't hurt her hands when she grows up."

"OK then."

The two voices gradually faded away.

Su Jingyun wanted to catch those two fuzzy shadows when she woke up from a dream, but she woke up from the soothing fragrance of clouds and water, full of bitterness.

She twitched from the momentary memories and looked at A Luo who was still wandering in the sky, "A Luo, what did you all do on this day in previous years?"

A Luo was awakened, and gathered herself together, "It's nothing."

As if she couldn't bear anything, she stood up abruptly, "I should go back to practice, Elder Sister, I will come to see you another day."

After finishing speaking, she hurried out the door without waiting for Su Jingyun's reaction.

Su Jingyun looked at her back and didn't understand that she was feeling emotional, but she was really fed up with the torture of memories and didn't want to talk about it.

But can you really escape?

Memories are the most wounding knife. There is laughter and happiness all stay there, but there is a word to return but I really can't go back.

Su Jingyun's thoughts are as light as willow catkins, and cannot be realized.

Junior Sister Lu, in fact, I am really awake now, can you wait a little longer

me?

A Luo came out from Su Jingyun, walked and stopped in the sect like a wandering soul, and found that it was already dark after a few trances and regained consciousness.

She returned to her own residence and went directly to the small kitchen. There is only one cook in her small kitchen, Gui Xiang.

Guixiang is the cook that Lu Xing hired in his later years. Like A Zhi, she has been in the school for nearly ten years.

For so many years, their meals were either prepared by Lu Xingwan, or she was responsible for them.

After Lu Xingwan left, she asked Guixiang to come to her. Guixiang was a kind of honest girl, she didn't like to talk very much, and always smiled shyly when she saw people.

When I saw Ah Luo coming here, I only asked her what she wanted to eat.

A Luo said that she wanted to eat dumplings, and made them with her. They have done this countless times over the years, and Guixiang is used to it.

The two moved quickly, and the dumplings were already on the table when it was completely dark.

A Luo asked Guixiang to eat together, and Guixiang wiped her wet hands on the apron and didn't refuse.

The dumplings were steaming all over her face, A Luo almost burst into tears after eating two mouthfuls.

She didn't understand, how could life be like this?Sister Xingwan left, and there were many rifts between her and Bai Qinhe.

She still couldn't completely let go of what she saw in the Lost Palace. Bai Qinhe's trip to the desert seemed to have many things, and the number of times she came to look for her became less, and every time she saw her, her expression was unspeakable.

She clearly felt that there was a rift between them. This rift was not enough to bring their relationship to fatal destruction, but it might never be able to heal.

It is impossible to go forward to be complete, and it is impossible to break up when you go back.

She thought about it and couldn't help but shed tears.

Gui Xiang looked at the side and turned her head, sighing silently.

She is not as clear as Ah Zhi and Mo Zhu about the affairs of the master's house, but after all, she has been with them for many years, and after a long time, she understands a little or two.

In the final analysis, there is only one sentence, if I knew today, why bother to start.

Mu Qingxue heard the sound of fireworks and firecrackers outside, and for a moment was in a trance, thinking that the door would be knocked the next moment.

She was dazed, and the door was actually opened before her eyes.

Lu Xingwan led A Luo, who was a child, into the room briskly. She said with a smile, "The dumplings are cooked, please come with us, the head."

"It's fine if the sound transmission is not good, why bother to make this extra trip." Mu Qingxue responded subconsciously.

Ah Luo tilted her head triumphantly, "Sister Xingwan said that there will be atmosphere in this way."

"You know as much." Lu Xingwan poked her forehead lightly, "Let's go."

Then he turned and walked towards the door.

Mu Qingxue followed subconsciously, but the scene in front of her disappeared suddenly, and the door was closed tightly.

Mu Qingxue's amber eyes were in a trance, she relaxed her straight back, and the silence in the room surrounded her.

The scorching heat and severe cold are nothing to her, but at this moment she actually feels the biting wind coming in through the gap of the window.

Mu Qingxue sat quietly for a while, even the sound of fireworks from outside the window disappeared, as if everything was an illusion from beginning to end.

Lu Xingwan.

She looked down at the books spread out on the table and silently recited the name.

She couldn't tell what the emotion was before, but now she thinks of it as resentment, resentment, and irritability.

You don’t care about some people when she is by your side, you think she is dispensable, and when she is gone, you realize that she has melted into your past time, and you can’t forget it even if you want to.

I knew earlier...

She didn't want to think about it anymore, and cast a barrier at will, and no sound came in to disturb her anymore.

She sat for a long time, letting the light outside the window flicker, letting the room be ruled by darkness and desolate moonlight, she just sat for a long time like a statue of a god who has withdrawn all emotions, without sadness or joy.