042 One Flower One World

We have known that Mo Xiaoran has a strong sense of revenge, and some foxes are also very clear about it. However, there are always a few foxes who forget this matter in anger, so that they are suffering now. This is also self-inflicted. As the saying goes, heaven's sins are forgiven, and self-inflicted sins cannot be lived.

Now looking at the end of Mo Yan, we should understand such a truth.

By the saying, since the last meal time, Mo Xiaoran has always hated the fox Moyan in his heart. Well, the arrival of Princess Qingyu has made Mo Xiaoran find a way to revenge on Mo Yan. Therefore, Mo Xiaoran was very kind and 'accidental' to meet Princess Qingyu in the palace. , and became her 'good friend'.

But through these days of getting along, Mo Xiaoran has indeed recognized this little princess in the bottom of her heart. She is simple and naive, but she does not lack wisdom. Although she is naughty, she knows the importance of things. Although she likes to play petty, she is also on some occasions. In short, Princess Qingyu grasps this degree very well, which is why The reason why she is favored in the wolf clan.

One day, Mo Xiaoran got up in the morning and slowly strolled around the palace. He seemed to be very leisurely, but his eyes were looking for the princess who got the description of the green jade princess from the green. According to Green's observation, Princess Qingyu will appear in this garden on time every morning to collect flowers of different colors. As for what to do, it is unknown.

Mo Xiaoran strolled around, but still didn't see the appearance of the green jade princess described by Green. I can't help but be a little frustrated.

However, just as Mo Xiaoran was about to return home, a crisp voice came from not far away.

"Ah, ink! This flower is not picked like this!" This sound makes people feel shocked, and there is a sudden cheerful feeling, just like walking on the grassland, listening to the vast song, and feeling comfortable. Among them, it is mixed with the coquettish posture of the little woman, which makes people feel very cute. Just listening to the sound, Mo Xiaoran feels that this is definitely a beauty.

"Well, are there so many requirements for picking flowers?" Then, Mo Yan's voice came in, and his tone sounded a little helpless.

"Ink! Don't you know that flowers are also alive? Princess Qingyu explained with some excitement. It's just that the sound sounds a little lonely and lonely.

"Okay, let's pick it as you say." Mo Se said quickly, afraid that what would happen to this little ancestor in a while. Thinking of him, he was romantic for a lifetime, but he fell into the hands of two women, one was Mo Xiaoran and the other was the princess in front of him.

"Can you give me a bunch?" Mo Xiaoran didn't know when she had walked to the edge of the garden and quietly listened to Princess Qingyu's knowledge or feelings about how to pick flowers. Mo Xiaoran felt that her heart was also suddenly touched. When Princess Qingyu finished speaking, she opened her mouth and said softly.

"Who are you?" Hearing the sound, Princess Qingyu stood up slowly and gracefully, gently patted the soil on her group, and looked at Mo Xiaoran curiously and asked.

"Don't care, it's just a passer-by." Mo Xiaoran looked at Princess Qingyu calmly and said indifferently.

"Then why do you want a bouquet of flowers?" Princess Qingyu continued to ask, very stubbornly, as if she would keep asking if you didn't answer. Maybe this is good.

"I want to wash my dirty heart with the purity of flowers." Mo Xiaoran said lightly, a little sad, but full of Zen.

"If you can say that your heart is dirty, it means that you have not reached the point of being really dirty. So, is it still?" I didn't expect that Princess Qingyu would say this after listening to it, completely out of the impression she gave her. At this moment, she was so noble and elegant, which couldn't help but surprise the ink color watching.

"If it's really dirty, do you still need to wash it?" Mo Xiaoran smiled and asked slowly.

"One flower, one world."

"One tree, one bodhi."

When Mo Xiaoran said this, Princess Qingyu bent down in person, picked up the bouquet of flowers that had just been picked up and handed it to Mo Xiaoran.

"It belongs to you, because you are a person who knows flowers." Princess Qingyu looked into Mo Xiaoran's eyes and said seriously that she actually bit the word 'man' heavily in her words, proving that Qingyu had seen her identity.

"Nice to meet you. My name is Mo Xiaoran." Mo Xiaoran said with a smile and stretched out his right hand. She recognized her voice.

"Me too, Qingyu." Qingyu said, and then looked at Mo Xiaoran's strange movements, and then learned Mo Xiaoran's movements and stretched out her hand. Mo Xiaoran looked at the little girl in front of her with some laughter and gently held her hand with Qingyu's hand.

Shake softly twice, then let go, turn around and leave.

Only left a soft back for them. The morning sun hit Mo Xiaoran's body, adding dazzling light to it, as if Mo Xiaoran was walking on the continent of light. The shadow was elongated and the figure was getting farther and farther away. In the end, there was a small black spot left, but such a dazzling back had already engraved in The hearts of everyone present have never dissipated.

"The decision of the Fox King may be correct." Princess Qingyu said sadly, and then squatted down and continued to pick the gorgeous flowers, with tears dripping on the petals.

"Qingyu, Qingyu, what's wrong with you?" Mose was immediately panicked by the cry of Princess Qingyu, and even her words were incoherent. However, Princess Qingyu is still picking flowers without ink color.

"Ink color, if one day you become the king, will you still remember Qingyu?" It seemed that after a long time, Qingyu suddenly raised her head, her eyes were full of tears, and she asked with some hope in her eyes and a wry smile at the corners of her mouth.

"Qingyu, the world is unpredictable. None of us knows what will happen next. Many things will change overnight. Mo color looked at the already different Qingyu in front of him and said slowly, sighed and was a little confused. Mo color had never thought about the future.

"I mean, even if it's cheating, ink, why don't you give me an unfulfilled promise?" Qingyu stood up and said while crying, in a tone full of reproach.

In fact, Qingyu doesn't want much, but no one will understand. She doesn't want to move out of her identity. She wants to be like an ordinary demon. Some people love her. She doesn't want glory and wealth, but she wants to grow old with her heart. She doesn't want how magnificent life is, but just wants to snuggle up. Why, why, but no one understands, no one...

"Qingyu, listen to me!" Mose grabbed Qingyu's shoulder, gently wiped the tears from Qingyu's face with his right hand, and said slowly, "Qingyu, you should understand that commitment means responsibility. Although I am ink, I also have my own principles. I will never say promises that cannot be fulfilled. Isn't it more cruel to give people hope but push people off the cliff? I think Qingyu will understand. Before understanding, Qingyu just wants to be a free and happy Qingyu as before. After saying that, he turned around and left, leaving only a lonely green jade in the whole garden.

"Actually, I don't want much..." Qingyu looked at the already faraway figure and said slowly.

"It's just that no one will understand you..." Mo Xiaoran stood not far away and looked at such a scene. He was a little sad and gently took Qingyu's words. Mo Xiaoran's words woke up Qingyu, turned around, looked at the bouquet of flowers she gave her in her arms, and smiled slightly at the corners of her mouth.

"Sister!" Qingyu said and ran over and threw herself into Mo Xiaoran's arms, and tears from the corners of her eyes fell down, soaking Mo Xiaoran's skirt. Mo Xiaoran gently patted Qingyu's back and comforted her silently.

Yes, why no one understands? Sometimes we don't want much. When I'm sick, I hope someone cares about me; when I'm lonely, I hope someone to accompany me; when I'm sad, I hope someone can rely on me; when I cry, I hope I can have a pair of hands to wipe away tears, so that's fine. However, no one can understand why.

When Mo Xiaoran thought of this problem again many years later, he realized that he had not met the right person. I wanted to tell the little girl who had cried in her arms, but she had already found that things were wrong, and Qingyu couldn't find it. The little girl with memory disappeared into the long river of her life.

"Qingyu, remember that no matter when, you can't believe in the three aspects of a man: commitment, emotion and reason!" Mo Xiaoran whispered in Qingyu's ear, "A man can easily promise or break his promise. It's good to listen to it as a joke. Don't take it seriously. A man's feelings are always only a variety of feelings, and you are just one of his many feelings. A man's reason is just an excuse to shirk responsibility."

"Sister, do you think it's wrong to like someone?" Qingyu raised her head and asked with red eyes.

"What did Qingyu say she liked?" Mo Xiaoran looked into Qingyu's eyes and asked.

"Like it? To like is to miss. If you like a person, you will think about him all the time; if you like a person, you will want to be coquettish to him anytime and anywhere; if you like a person, you will have him in the whole world; if you like a person, you will be happy and happiness from your heart. Qingyu thought for a moment and replied.

"Then what does Qingyu say about love?" Mo Xiaoran continued to ask.

"Love? What is love? Isn't liking and love the same thing?" Qingyu said puzzledly. After hearing Qingyu's words, Mo Xiaoran smiled slightly.

Is love really the same as love? Maybe, right...

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