The prince is very fierce

It was already late at night when we turned back from the snowfield.

Mazhao Ridge is within the Northern Qi Dynasty, so it is impossible to live there openly if there is a big fuss. After Xu Buling and Chen Sining returned to the town, the group left Mazhao Ridge.

Before leaving, Xu Buling went out of his way to find the elders of the town and gave them a sum of money to settle the people whose houses had been smashed.

This is just a small detail, somewhat unnecessary, but it cannot be ignored, because it is the difference between a knight and a gangster.

Regardless of whether you are a king or a chivalrous person, you should not base your happiness and grudges on the pain of unrelated people.

If you remember this, you are a world of martial arts. If you forget this, you will be in complete chaos.

Leaving Mazhao Ridge, we moved south, covering our tracks along the way. We arrived at Fufenggang in the early morning and found a small restaurant in the town.

Xu Buling made an irresistible price and bought the yard of the back house together. A group of seven people lived in it and called in a doctor from the town.

After a hard fight in Mazong Town, Li Hansheng and Zhu Liu were seriously injured again. They didn't even have the energy to speak. After dismounting, they entered the room and asked the doctor to suture their wounds. Chen Chong from Northern Xinjiang did not contribute much and was responsible for keeping watch outside.

Although Xu Buling was not injured, his body was exhausted. He said hello to Zhu Liu and the others and walked out of the room.

The backyard of the small restaurant is relatively simple, but today is New Year's Eve, so it is kept very clean. New Year products such as bacon and sausages are hung under the eaves, and the slaughtered New Year pigs are hung in the kitchen. A brazier is burning in the yard, with benches and simple food beside it.

Cui Xiaowan was relatively weak and fell asleep halfway through the journey, and was sent back to her room. Chen Sining and Zhu Manzhi were definitely not in the mood to sleep. They were both sitting by the bonfire in the backyard, paying attention to the lit side room.

The two little snakes had been freezing badly in the past few days and could not hibernate. They huddled side by side next to the brazier to keep warm. Chen Sining was afraid that the little snakes would be cooked, so she turned over and moved away from them from time to time. The chubby little sparrow didn't seem to be afraid of the cold, but it wouldn't ask for trouble if it could be warmer. It huddled under Chen Sining's clothes, with only its little head exposed.

Zhu Manzhi was worried about his father's injury and cried all night. His big eyes were still red. When he saw Xu Buling coming over, he whispered:

"Mr. Xu, are you okay?"

The voice was soft and soft, filled with grievance and fear. Rather than expressing concern for Xu Buling, it was more like confiding in her lover.

Xu Buling sat down in front of Zhu Manzhi, put his arm around her shoulders, and said with a smile:

"What can I do? Your father suffered some internal injuries, which looks relatively serious, but the contemporary Wu Kui has a strong body, so the actual impact is not big. He just needs to rest for a while. It's almost dawn, so go back to your room and sleep early. "

Zhu Manzhi knew that there was no point in waiting here, and instead disturbed his father and Xu Buling's rest, he pursed his lips and nodded.

Chen Sining stayed up all night. It was difficult for her to talk to the three giants. Manzhi looked depressed and couldn't talk nonsense. She actually felt a little flustered sitting next to them. At this time Xu Buling spoke, and she took Manzhi's hand and stood up:

"Mr. Xu, you should go to bed early. If you need anything, just call me at any time."

"Go to rest early, I'm just a little tired, nothing else."

Xu Buling picked up the two sleeping little snakes and put them into the incubator in the room. After saying good night, he closed the door from the outside.

The restaurant's backyard is not big, with only three bedrooms in total. Xu Buling was indeed a little sleepy. He wanted to sit by the fire pot and make do with it all night, but he was a little worried about Xiaowan's health. After thinking about it, he walked into the house on the west side.

The small room on the west side was originally the room of the restaurant manager's daughter. It was not big, with only a small bed and some items that ordinary girls would like. The door was opened, the lights had been extinguished, and there was a faint fragrance in the air.

Next to the embroidery bed in the back, women's dresses were neatly folded on a stool. They were as square as tofu cubes, very Cui Xiaowan's style, and even the fox furs were hung on the shelves meticulously.

Xu Bu Ling walked quietly to the bed, lifted the curtain and took a look.

Between the curtains, Cui Xiaowan was not asleep, or maybe she was already awake. She was lying on her side on the pillow, her eyes filled with luster, and she was looking at Xu Buling intently.

"Why haven't you slept yet?"

"I can't sleep, I'm worried about you."

The voice is sweet, but not too disgusting. It just expresses what is in the heart.

Xu Buling raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, sat down next to the quilt, raised his hand and touched Cui Xiaowan's forehead.

Cui Xiaowan raised her hand without dodging, and opened the quilt a little, revealing the light blue bellyband underneath. The snowy arc was looming, and the scenery was particularly sultry. She patted the quilt in front of her:

"I'm warm, you can sleep here."

"..."

Xu Bu Ling took a breath and turned to look at the opposite side, feeling a little guilty.

After all, the two father-in-laws were still lying across the courtyard. They were both masters, and their six senses were not much worse than his.

Cui Xiaowan could see what Xu Buling was worried about, so she didn't say anything anymore. She just hooked her slender fingers and her eyes flickered, obviously meaning just don't say anything.

Xu Buling hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't resist Xiaowan's temptation. He untied his robe and carefully lay down in bed.

Cui Xiaowan warmed up for half the night. The quilt was very warm, and there was a large thermos bottle with a light body beside her. It felt really enjoyable, so comfortable that it even made her feel a little guilty.

Although Cui Xiaowan said nothing on the way, she was not worried about Xu Buling's safety. She raised her hand, went around to Xu Buring's other side, tucked the quilt tighter, and pressed her bellyband against Xu Buring's chest.

"..."

Xu Buling blinked his eyes. He was quite sleepy just now, but for some reason, he was full of energy now. He felt like he could fight Zuo Qingqiu for another three hundred rounds without getting tired.

Breathing softly on his neck, strands of hair rubbing against his cheeks, Xu Bu Ling moved his fingers and whispered:

"Wanwan, you...don't do this."? ?

Cui Xiaowan really didn't deliberately seduce Xu Buling, she was just naturally beautiful. She lay down again, touched Xu Buling's right hand holding the gauze, and whispered softly into her ear:

"What Wanwan? It sounds so unpleasant, it's not as good as Xiaobai. Does your hand still hurt?"

Not to mention the pain, Xu Bu Ling even felt tired. The back of his hand gently rubbed Xiaobai, his breathing was quick and slow:

"It hurts, but it doesn't hurt. If it continues like this, I will probably go crazy."

"Just relax."

Cui Xiaowan held Xu Buling's arm, stared at his side face, and thought for a while:

"I don't like to fight and kill. People die in the blink of an eye. I often walk by the river, and my shoes don't get wet. I'm afraid that something will happen to you in the future. The queen mother and I, as well as Hong Luan and the others, only have you in our hearts. One. You are not afraid of the pain. Do you know that the pain is in our hearts?"

The words were soft and contained a hint of lessons. A wife might say these words to an injured husband. But no matter how cliche the words are, the myriad of friendships still touch people's hearts.

Xu Buling shook his head: "I don't want to fight, things haven't been done, and sometimes I can't help it when I sit in this position."

As he spoke, Xu Bu Ling moved his fingers slightly and sneaked in through the edge of his obscene pants.

Cui Xiaowan narrowed her eyes slightly and murmured slightly, but did not move. She just stared at Xu Buling's side face:

"If you have no other choice, just find a way. You can't die anyway..."

The words only lasted for two sentences before they weakened. It was probably because of the unprecedented physical discomfort that Cui Xiaowan could not speak.

Xu Bu Ling's fingers sank into the smooth and traceless skin, his heart beat a little faster, he turned his head and looked into his watery eyes, and said softly:

"Is it hard?"

"You have the nerve to ask...you should just touch my conscience and speak."

"My arms are a little sore and it's inconvenient to lift them up, so that's all."

"..."

Cui Xiaowan pursed her lips and stopped talking. She closed her eyes and leaned on Xu Buling's shoulder.

There was a moment of silence, but Xu Bu Ling didn't stop. Cui Xiaowan thought for a while, then raised her delicate hands and groped inside the quilt.

"Wanwan, what are you doing?"

"Don't call me Wanwan, it sounds awful. You can touch me, but aunt can't?"

"I touched it so hard...that it hurt you?..."

…

You came and went with me for a long time, but Xu Buling finally disarmed first.

After going to bed in the early morning, as the sky dawned, the sound of firecrackers rang out in the small town, and children were running around the closed restaurants. You could even hear a few sounds of congratulations on getting rich.

Xu Buring squinted for a while and then got up. He sat cross-legged next to the almost extinguished brazier to recuperate. The gauze on his right hand was soaked and he replaced it with a new one.

Chen Sining and Manzhi were not sleepy at all. When they saw him getting up, they also got up and ran to the kitchen to cook the reunion dinner. You can still faintly hear whispers:

"Manzhi, what should we cook?"

"I want to make fans."

"I also thought that you can't find snails next to this prairie. Don't you know how to stew tortoises? I see there are a few tortoises raised there..."

"Don't mention that bastard. If my father hears it, he will laugh at me..."

"When we came out of seclusion last time, I saw your dad, but I didn't know him at the time. He must know that you said he couldn't fall off the bastard."

"ah?!"

…

Chirping, he kept his voice low for fear of waking the wounded, but he never stopped talking.

Xu Buling had an injury on his hand and couldn't help in the kitchen. He just sat next to the brazier and listened to the two girls chatting. Fastest update PC version::/

After sitting in the yard for a long time, it was afternoon and the smell of food came from the kitchen.

There was a noise in the room next door, and then the door opened, and Li Hansheng and Zhu Liu, who had rested for a long time, came out one after another.

As two of the strongest warriors of our generation, their tolerance for pain is almost exaggerated. Li Hansheng put on a clean scholar's robe, and his hair was neatly tidied. Except for his face being a little pale, he was no different from an ordinary middle-aged scholar. It was completely impossible to tell that he had a hole in his stomach with a sword just last night, and he was still injured. suffered serious internal injuries.

Zhu Liu was about the same, even with a somewhat peaceful smile. He held a bamboo board in his right hand and hung it around his neck, looking a bit embarrassed.

Xu Buling stood up, raised his hand and saluted:

"Seniors, there's no need to get up. This place is quite far from Mazhao Ridge, and Northern Qi won't be able to search here in a short time."

Li Hansheng's expression had always been a bit gloomy, and he couldn't see much expression. He shook his head and said:

"You can't die, it doesn't matter if you rest or not. Now that the alliance between Dongyue and Northern Qi has been ruined, King Wu will definitely not use the people who beat Yinglou anymore after receiving the news, and they must go back to take charge of the overall situation as soon as possible."

Li Hansheng's Dayinglou, when the war broke out, raised a rebel army. Although it was just an ordinary peasant army and was not even equipped with armor, it could still be considered a force.

Before coming to Northern Qi this time, Li Hansheng had already arranged his retreat. After destroying the alliance between the two countries, the rebels who had been recruited revolted and dispersed into the mountains to disrupt the rear areas of the four kings in the east.

The dragons cannot be leaderless, and Li Hansheng, as the master of Eagle Tower, must return to take charge.

But I just finished it last night, so it would be too hasty to rush back today.

Zhu Liu shook his head and glanced at his daughter who was busy in the kitchen:

"It will take some time for the news to reach Jiangnan and be confirmed. Today is the Chinese New Year, so there is no rush for a day or two."

Xu Buling also nodded: "Sharpening the knife will not stop chopping wood. It will be safer to start again after recovering from the injury."

When Li Hansheng saw this, he did not refuse.

Chen Chong from Beijiang stood outside all night on guard duty. At this time, he saw his eldest and second brothers waking up and walking in with iron guns.

Having worked together in Dayinglou for such a long time, the three of them have already become brothers in the world. Chen Chong is a natural gossip. At this time, instead of saying any words of concern, he even started to ridicule:

"Look, I said it last time on Bodhi Island. Swordsmen are useless except for looking good. Lao Li, who is unarmed, is even more annoyed. Now is it confirmed? After a fight, Xiao Xu and I There's nothing wrong with the spearmen. If you two are not good enough to beat someone to death, you would have listened to me and started training with guns."

Li Hansheng said very little and basically ignored Chen Chong.

Zhu Liuze was more arrogant and mocked him on the spot:

"So what if Lao Li and I don't have good weapons? We were about to be beaten to death and our son-in-law came to save us. You are not so lucky. There is no one to burn paper for you even after you die."

"Hey"

Faced with Zhu Liu's hammering technique that did not respect martial ethics, Chen Chong suddenly became angry:

"What do you know? I've been among thousands of flowers and haven't touched a single leaf. Why should I be called a charlatan when people in the world care about me? Furthermore, your daughter is not married yet, so you call her son-in-law. How shameless are you? You? Manzhi?"

In the kitchen, Zhu Manzhi's face turned red and he almost went into the stove hole. He didn't have the nerve to answer the question, so he just shouted in embarrassment:

"Dad, if your injury is not healed, go back and lie down. Don't talk so much."

"Look how much your daughter dislikes you."

"It's better than you not having it."

…

After a moment of noisy chatter, the atmosphere gradually became lively and had a bit of a new year feel.

Because of his seniority, Xu Buling couldn't make jokes with his elders, so he went to the front lobby to clear up the tables and chairs. After a while, the food was ready.

Chen Sining and Manzhi brought out sumptuous dishes. There was a table full of fish and meat, and naturally there was no shortage of good wine.

Seven people sat down around the table. Li Hansheng was the eldest in terms of seniority and martial arts, so he naturally sat at the main seat, with Chen Chong sitting next to him. Manzhi sat next to Zhu Liu, and Chen Sining and Cui Xiaowan sat next to Xu Buling.

At the end of the year, it was originally a day for close relatives to reunite. Most of the people at the table were wandering wanderers. At this moment, everyone's reaction was different.

Xu Bu Ling naturally missed Lou Chuan. While pouring wine for some elders, he would look towards the south.

Chen Sining has not been with her parents since she was a child. She spent the New Year's Eve at various ceremonies in the imperial city. It was probably the first time she had sat together for a reunion dinner like this since she was a child.

Cui Xiaowan is more of a fairy, so every day with Xu Buling is like celebrating the New Year to her, so she doesn't feel anything special.

Zhu Manzhi acted as well-behaved as ever before. After all, her fiancé and her father were sitting together and her mother was not around, so she must have felt nervous and embarrassed.

Of all the people, Li Hansheng was probably the loneliest.

The last time the whole family celebrated the New Year together was probably more than ten years ago. Li Hansheng had long forgotten that feeling and did not dare to recall it. The bustling New Year's Eve festival made Li Hansheng feel a little distracted.

Chen Chong from Beijiang is outgoing and likes to make friends. He is considered the purest Jianghu person. Seeing that the atmosphere was not harmonious at this time, he even made a joke:

"Lao Zhu, to be honest, I'm a little envious of you. With Xiao Xu's conditions, if I have a daughter, I will definitely send it to his home."

Zhu Liu picked up the wine glass with his left hand, took a sip, and hummed:

"It's a pity that you don't have one. Besides, with your appearance, women may not like you if you have a daughter-in-law."

Chen Chong waved his hand, too lazy to talk nonsense with this swordsman whose sword skills were on his tongue, and turned to look at Chen Sining next to him:

"The girl's surname is also Chen. We were a family five hundred years ago. I am half an elder at my age. Otherwise, if you worship me as your teacher, I will not dare to treat you badly in the future. I will make the decision for you as your teacher." If you can’t be a teacher and have brothers next to you, the three of us will definitely be fine.”

Chen Chong is a genuine contemporary Wu Kuai and the spear master of Northern Xinjiang. In terms of marksmanship, he can teach him or not. Accepting Chen Sining as his apprentice is honestly considered a blessing to Chen Sining.

It's okay for Chen Sining to worship Chen Chong as his disciple, but Chen Chong's words obviously don't mean that he just wants to accept many disciples.

What do you mean I won’t treat you badly in the future?

Chen Sining's expression froze for a moment, looking slightly embarrassed. She sat a little further away from Xu Buring and smiled coquettishly:

"Senior Chen has misunderstood. Mr. Xu and I are just friends in the world."

"Yeah?"

Chen Chong didn't believe it at all.

Xu Buling was also a little embarrassed, so he raised his glass and interrupted:

"On this New Year's Day, I would like to propose a toast to the three seniors."

Chen Sining quickly raised her wine glass and said, "Yes, drink and drink."

"hehe……"

The three heroes had never seen each other before. They knew each other well and didn't say much. They drank the wine in one gulp and started talking about auspicious words for the New Year...

On New Year's Eve, the North and the South are full of joy.

On the shore of Dongting Lake, lanterns were hung on the boats. The maids were watching the lantern festival on the shore together. The whole boat was filled with laughter and laughter.

The reunion dinner had just been finished, Xu Buring was not here, and the girls had no intention of going shopping. They opened the table in the hall, and Yingying Yanyan divided the table into two and played mahjong.

Xiao Xiang'er was wearing a bright red dress, holding her hands on the side of her face and looking absent-minded. She obviously wanted to kill her smelly brother. She looked north from time to time and even played cards in a mess.

Xiao Qi was sitting in the next house, feeling very uncomfortable after being beaten by her sister. She couldn't help but frown, took out a golden quail egg and put it in Xiao Xiang'er's hand:

"Xian'er, if you can't hold it in anymore, go back to your room and go to sleep. Come out when you're done. Don't harm me here."

Xiao Xiang'er came back to her senses, lowered her head and looked at the object in her hand before reacting. Ruxing's eyes showed a little bit of embarrassment, and she raised her hand and threw it back:

"Who can't hold it in? Do you think I am Hong Luan?"? ?

Lu Hongluan, who was sitting opposite, was happily collecting money. When he heard these words, he immediately became unhappy:

"Damn Xiang'er, why are you talking so openly? No one on the ship knows that you miss Ling'er the most, so they almost sneaked out to find Ling'er."

Xiao Xiang'er really wanted to admit it, but in front of her sisters, if she acted too obviously she would be laughed at, so she still snorted lightly:

"I'm worried about Xiaowan and Xu Buling. What if I can't take good care of him?"

Ning Yuhe sat on the left, because Xiaowan was kind to her, but she was actually quite worried. She thought for a while and said:

"Although your son is a man, he treats women very carefully and should be able to take good care of her."

"That is, my husband treats all women with meticulous care, even his own master. He must take good care of them from front to back."

"Damn it, are you sick?"

"Why, you dare to do it but don't dare to let others say it? We are all sisters here, what's the point of being embarrassed?"

Zhongli Jiujiu was sitting at the next table with three little girls. At this time, she was still angry about Ning Yuhe for driving her over, and her words were mocking both overtly and covertly.

Zhongli Chuchu understood these dirty words, and her master was so informal, and she, as a disciple, was a little embarrassed, and she frowned and said:

"Master, please stop saying a few words. What do you think you are saying in front of a large audience?"

Ning Qingye's expression was cold, and she was still worried about Chu Chu's bad idea that forced her to participate. At this time, she continued:

"Don't say anything about the other, you two are pretty much the same."

Song Yufu sat next to Qingye. Seeing that several people were about to start a fight again, she quickly changed the topic:

"By the way, will my husband bring another girl back when he goes out this time?"

As soon as these words came out, the hall fell silent instantly.

So the girls looked at each other with strange expressions, obviously a little doubtful of Xu Buling's promise.

Xiao Qi thought for a moment and said, "Probably not. If he brings a girl back again, he won't be allowed to sleep in Xiang'er's bed."? ?

Xiao Xiang'er was a little skeptical at first, but when she heard this, she immediately became angry:

"Why? You are my sister, are you speaking in human language?"

Other girls wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and they were feeling very uncomfortable.

Lu Hongluan shook his head. He wanted to smooth things over and say something else, but for some reason he frowned and suddenly covered his lips with his hands.

Ning Yuhe noticed something was wrong and quickly sat a little closer and asked softly:

"Sister Hongluan, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Lu Hongluan blinked and blushed, a little at a loss.

Zhongli Jiujiu noticed something was wrong, stood up, held Lu Hongluan's wrist, and after carefully examining it, his face suddenly became filled with surprise:

"Hey! I'm so happy, I'm so happy..."

As soon as the words came out, the girls in the hall suddenly became noisy. If they were still thinking about playing mahjong, they all ran to him and formed a circle, chattering and asking questions.

Xiao Xiang'er was the most excited. She stood up and ran over to hold Lu Hongluan's wrist. After confirming that it was correct, she said in surprise:

"Hong Luan, how come you...were accidentally attacked?"

Xiao Qi raised her hand and pinched Xiang'er's waist: "What's wrong? Don't talk nonsense."

However, Xiao Qi is not surprised that Xiang'er can say this. In the past, when Xiang'er was the Queen Mother in the palace, she had to consider the dark knot in the bead tire when detoxifying Xu Buling. If she accidentally fell into this trap, the Queen Mother would be in trouble. With a full belly, Xu Buling had to be quartered by five horses.

In order to ensure safety, Xiang'er used the Xiao family's ancestral secret method as a precaution when detoxifying. Later, even though they got married, in order to enjoy more time of love between men and women, they did not have children so early. The main reason was that Xiang'er was afraid of pain and did not dare to be the first to have a baby without anyone taking the lead.

Lu Hongluan was obviously a little confused. He touched his belly and said weakly:

"Well... last time when your child came back and I accompanied him... I said that I was already thirty years old, so I wanted to give it a try, and then... I didn't expect..."

"Okay, okay, this is a happy event, what's there to explain? Come down and lie down quickly, someone is here!"

Xiao Qi saw that the girls were crowded around her, and Lu Hongluan was a little confused. She raised her hand and called the doctor over, and sent Lu Hongluan back to the room.

Next, things started to explode on the boat, so the girls got together, and the topic changed rapidly. What:

"Hongluan is taking the lead, sister, do you have to..."

"We want to die together... No, we want to get pregnant together..."

"Let Yu Fu go first, she is the most obedient."

"ah?"

…

"What should I call the child? Xu Xian? Xu Caichen?"

"What a mess..."

…

"If you are a girl, there is no one who is well-matched in this world. It will be a bit troublesome..."

"As for boys, Xu Buling has almost married all the five major surnames, leaving only the Wang and Li families. Hurry up and tell Xu Buling not to bring back the ladies of the Wang and Li families..."

...

Where there is joy, there is sorrow; where there is life, there is death.

Under the heaven, the joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, and the cycle of life and death that belong to the human world are being played out all the time.

While the people on the building ship are looking forward to the new life together, thousands of miles away in Qiufeng Town, the wind and snow outside the Great Wall are even more bleak.

There are no caravans moving around at the end of the year, and there are fewer people in Qiufeng Town. Most of the shops are closed, leaving only frost and snow on the streets.

The small teahouse in the middle of the street is still open, and the white-haired old woman is still sitting by the stove, looking at the flying snow outside aimlessly.

The shop is still open on New Year's Eve, not to earn a few more coins for tea, nor to wait for anyone, but simply to sit here until the day of old age.

Everyone has their own youth, their own era, and their own time.

No matter how old an old woman is, she was once a young lady in her prime. She could love passionately, be hurt deeply, hate deeply, and miss someone with a broken heart.

After experiencing the ups and downs of life, tasting all kinds of joys and sorrows, seeing through all of this, calming down, and becoming calm, this life is over.

And Qiufeng Town is where it all started.

That year, the old woman walked here and met the team that came to greet her.

The leader of the team was a well-mannered young man, who was cold and unsmiling, but gave people an unparalleled sense of security, better than any man on the grassland.

At that time, she lifted the curtain of the car and took a sneak peek, and he turned his head.

It was this glance that changed everything.

The old woman also regretted why she lifted the curtain and took that look.

But after watching people coming and going for a long time, I realized that this is how the world is. It is destined that she will open the curtain, and she will open it again a hundred times, and that person will look back, and it is impossible to change it.

Everything started here, and it should end here.

The old woman sat in the teahouse for twenty years, waiting for the day when she would close her eyes, but for some reason, this day has not come yet.

Maybe she still has concerns in her heart.

The footsteps came from far away and stopped outside the teahouse.

The shepherd in a sheepskin coat stood outside with his hands behind his back in the heavy snow on the street. His figure was still upright, but his face was so old that he could not see the original appearance.

The old woman was the same.

But this did not prevent them from recognizing each other at first sight.

For decades, both of them had imagined the scene of reunion, either hysterical or speechless, but when they were about to die, they found that goodbye was just a sentence:

"Are you here?"

"Yes."

The old woman stood up, picked up the teapot and poured two bowls of tea.

The shepherd stood outside the teahouse and looked at it, then slowly walked into the teahouse, sat down at the table, took a sip of hot tea, and then looked at the reflection in the tea, a little absent-minded.

The old woman put down the teapot, sat opposite, and looked at it carefully:

"Why are you so old? Have you eaten?"

"No, I can't eat."

The shepherd put down the tea bowl, raised his head, and looked into each other's eyes.

People may grow old, but their eyes will not change.

"It's too late to say anything. It's my fault. I've let you down. I can only pay you back in the next life."

"It's just that you and I have bad luck. I don't blame you. If there is a next life, we will be two horses on the grassland. That way we will be freer."

"Hehe..."

The shepherd took a sip of hot tea. It tasted bitter, but he didn't know how many years he had been thinking about it.

Outside the window, the wind and snow were howling, and the world was silent.

The two old men in their twilight years sat at the table, without saying anything, just looking at each other.

Until one of them couldn't hold on any longer, he lay on the tea table and fell asleep first.

The other also lay on the table, holding the other's hand, and closed his eyes without any worries.

The cycle of life and death is inevitable, but if you understand the word love, you will not live in vain, even if you understand it before you die.

But if you have the opportunity, cherishing the person in front of you is far more precious than the enlightenment before death...