Warm Winter Short Story Collection

Chapter 22 Little Nun【031】

Jingshan walked out of that mountain, again.

In fact, living in this mountain.For her, it is the most comfortable.She didn't even know why she was walking out again.

Come out, where are you going?

Liangshan.

who is it?In her ear, the rabbits in Liangshan are unique.who is it?Said he would be with her.

Well, it's Xiao Lie.

This person is probably turned into bones.

Jing Shan twitched the corners of his mouth, a little wanting to laugh, so he also laughed out loud.

But this smile has changed after all.

She went all the way west to Liangshan, which is indeed a good place, and the food is especially delicious.Jingshan stayed here.

This is the first time that Jing Shan has stayed in the human world for such a long time, occasionally eating crabs.Jing Shan would still unconsciously call Xiao Lie's name and ask him to help peel the shell.

Wait until no one responds before remembering.

He was already dead.

After eating well, I remembered what the dead man did.But in the end I still lost my appetite.

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The days passed quickly, yet slowly.

Leaning on the bamboo building.

The name is very arty. People who don't know it may think that this is a place for literati to drink tea and chat.

Actually, no.

Here, it's a place where rich people have fun.

There is a man playing the piano, with a soft waist and black hair draped over his shoulders.

Soon, the sound of the piano stopped.

"Girl, do you want to continue?" The man's voice was pleasant, like the crisp sound of spring water hitting a stone.

Only then did the woman sitting sideways react a little. She raised her eyes, revealing a clean and dusty face.She is so beautiful, it is not an exaggeration to describe her as a country and a city.

Even after looking at this face many times, Tingzhu still stayed for a few seconds.He has never seen such a good-looking person, even if she has no hair, she is still good-looking.

"What?" Jing Shan asked with a calm expression.

Ting Zhu repeated it again, with a gentle voice.

This girl has been staying here for a long time, and it is a small shop that ordinary people avoid, and I don't know what this girl thinks, but she wants to live here.

However, these have nothing to do with Tingzhu.In this troubled world, he naturally understands that only by asking less and talking less can he survive.

Jing Shan said lightly: "Go on."

This girl gave money, and he only needs to listen to what she said.Tingzhu understands the other things, which are beyond his ability to contemplate.

In a flash, two years passed.

Gradually, Jing Shan would look outside in a daze, and the number of dazes became more and more frequent.

She thought of the man riding a white horse, calling her softly: "Jing'an."

He carried her through every part of the city.

But...he didn't even know her real name.

It's ridiculous.

How much she wanted... how much she wanted to tell him!Her name is Jingshan!Jingshan...

But after all, there was no chance.

The man bent his soft waist and poured her a cup of tea.

"Girl, are you missing someone?" The man's voice was soft, as if he was dizzy from the rain outside.

Miss someone?

Who?
But the shadow of a person emerged in his mind, a dead person.

People who have been dead for many years.

"Girl, you...why are you crying?" Ting Zhu looked at the woman in front of him in a panic.

Jingshan froze for a moment.

yes……

She... did she cry...

Jing Shan stretched out his fingertips and touched the corners of his eyes.

cold.

She actually cried...why...

In the fifth year after the general died, the little nun finally understood what love is.And finally understand that she loves the general.

However, it was too late.

In this life, the little nun can no longer wait for her general.

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The life of a demon is very long, with no end in sight.

What about people?
It doesn't take long at all, it will turn into a pile of loess.

Jingshan knew from the day the monk Jingkong died.

No one will tell a demon what emotions, emotions, and desires are.

Jingshan was born without parents.

She won't understand.

The fifth year since Xiao Lie's death.

In the silent woodland of Wan Lai, there was a roar.The sound is very painful, like the pain of pulling out the heart.

She lowered her eyes, and gently stroked the white bones beside her with her fingers, as if she was stroking her lover.Her blue hair grew wildly until it dragged the ground.

There were tears streaming down the corners of his eyes.

pat.

General, general.

If there is an afterlife.

Can you wait for the little nun.

Her figure gradually blurred until she disappeared.

There are demons in Jingshan, you can't be emotional, and you will die if you are emotional.

Thousands of years of cultivation, destroyed in one day.

　Well~ it's over, little nun~
　　What do little angels want to see?My next story may be about zombies, it may be ABO, or it may be an old saying~
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