The Guide to Capturing a Black Lotus

After feeding the birds, he put down Ling Miaomiao's tent, put on his coat and went out.

Mu Sheng picked up the pot on the stone platform and watered several pots of Chlorophytum Chiba in the front yard. The water soon finished, and he looked at the green grass leaves.

Thin winter sun, the round leaves on the flow of water, flashing a little light.

He touched his heart silently and felt the beating of his heart under his skin.

After the curse of forgetting worries was untied, countless forgotten old times came back to my mind.

In his mind, he depicted the face of murong'er, with a smile and a twinkle. Finally, he slowly drew the first familiar person and combed his hair in front of the dressing table. His words were gentle, "Xiao sheng'er's hair is like his father, black and bright."

In front of the red curtain, the light was dim. A ray of light came in from the gap of the curtain and fell on her side face. It was quiet and gentle, and her eyes were full of love.

Such a person, even hate will not.

He had a mother, once.

Even though it's hard to walk, because they support each other, they never feel complacent.

The day before she left the flower fold, she took out a pair of silvery moon scissors from the drawer and drew them on his waist long hair.

She looked at his face in the mirror for a long time, as if trying to carve his face in her heart.

"Xiao sheng'er, my mother asked you."

"If one day, mother is no longer a mother, will you be afraid?"

He looked up at her and was surprised to find that although she was smiling, her eyes were scarlet. Immediately, two drops of blood fell out of her eyes and suddenly fell on her white cheek.

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