I like the feeling of two hands entangled, like limbs intertwined, just like that, touching each other, trembling. More. 。

I can get carried away with you and ignore the trajectory of your departure.

Perhaps, I was 'confused' and 'confused' by the pain, and I couldn't distinguish east, south, west, and north. Perhaps, you made all the plots easy and simple, I lost the role of the 'color', in such a script, I was at a loss. Perhaps, you will never want to be disturbed by the past again, but I will always miss you and miss the past!

I don't know anyone who misses you as sadly as I do, I don't know anyone who cares about you so unpassionately as I do, I don't know anyone who waits for you so obsessively like I do. The earth is barren, never regret! Maybe there is no right or wrong in love!

An unknown poet once said.

In fact, it is also true that feelings are not something that people with a bad heart can easily get involved in, especially this relationship is full of twists and turns, obstructions and incomprehension. Even two people stand together in front of a pond, looking at the same water lily, but they can't guess whether the other person likes them too.

If you are suspicious, you will become timid. If you are timid, you will be afraid. As soon as I was afraid, I couldn't speak even more.

The relationship between the tea saint Lu Yu and Cui Miao'er is exactly like this. Download the full text of the e-book

The last few pages of "The Book of Tea" recorded this story in its original form, and looking at the handwriting, it was not written by Lu Yu himself. Maybe it was because after his death, his friends felt it.

These two people obviously love each other to death, but they don't dare to say it directly. It seems that as soon as he says it, he will break some kind of tacit understanding.

The result of the story was a tragedy.

Cui Miao'er's father asked her to marry a man who was the right person. She agreed, but there was only one request, that is, she wanted to see Lu Yu for the last time before marriage.

But Lu Yu didn't go, he was timid, scared, and cowardly, and talked with the poet monk Jiaoran about the tea ceremony for a whole few days.

So Cui Miao'er got married, and she tied the red 'colored' sheet to the beam of the 'hole' room and hanged herself there......

On the plane, I flipped through this "Book of Tea". Although the foundation of classical Chinese is not very good, I also understand a general idea.

I couldn't help but feel gloomy in my heart. Throughout the ages, tragic love stories have been happening, and no matter whether your protagonist is the Son of Heaven or a saint, you can't return to heaven. I'm afraid that's the greatest sorrow of being human.

"Stinky boy!" An unusually familiar voice came from the right side of his body, a man with a cowboy hat covering his face tightly. Free txt eBook

I immediately laughed: "Damn! Why are you pretending to be a god and 'messing' a ghost? Where did you 'get' the fat man next to me? ”

"He's happily sitting in first class right now, drooling over the flight attendant."

Yang Junfei took off the hat on his face and made a contrived surprise expression, "I didn't expect us to meet again so soon." What a coincidence! Are you also going to Wuzhen to relax? ”

I was so disgusted that I wanted to kick him, "You're embarrassed to pretend to be a coincidence, obviously you're following me!" ”

Yang Junfei smiled, winked at me and said, "I'm just curious what you're doing there!" ”

"You're knowingly asking." I also smiled, but my eyes became cold, "What I know, you have investigated and eavesdropped...... How much do you and your forces know? ”

"How do I know, how much do you know?" He was still smiling, and he was smiling brightly.

I snorted, "Why don't we have a showdown." I don't know what your purpose is, but I'm still quite pleasing to the eye. ”

"You mean, cooperation?" Yang Junfei is obviously a little 'figurative' about what I want to do.

"Yes, cooperation." I stared into his eyes and said leisurely, "Although I have only had real contact with you twice, I can see that you are not a person who does not know the general situation. Also, you don't seem to have much affection for your employer. ”

He also stared at me without blinking, and only sighed for a long time: "You are smarter than I think." ”

"Then I, a smart person, should I make a more sincere statement first?"

I took the ring out of my pocket and threw it back to him, "Next time, remember that important things should never be worn on your body when stealing chickens and petting dogs." In this world, not everyone is as good as me! ”

Yang Junfei surprisingly didn't refute, he caught the ring, his eyes were dull, his face was mixed, and he couldn't tell whether it was joy or pain. It was a long time before he squeezed the ring tightly in the palm of his hand and covered the position of his 'chest'.

"You know that the 'woman' you have loved for many years has disappeared after you proposed to her, on the afternoon of the wedding. Married to your best friend. What can you do? Do you know how painful it is? His voice choked.

"You're the actor?"

"Yes, I'm the fool." At this time, Yang Junfei seemed to be extremely fragile, he seemed to have let go of all his defenses, and there was no longer intrigue, no more 'yin' schemes and tricks. Some are just an ordinary, emotionally hurt man, pouring out their pain to a man who has only met a few times.

In a bleak and hoarse voice, he slowly recounted his relationship with Zhang Bingying, how he met his best friend Lu Ping in his life, how his lover betrayed him, how his favorite person and best friend avoided him, and finally walked on the red carpet of the church.

I just listened silently, and when he was done, I handed him a tissue.

"Comfortable, right?" I asked in a rare soft voice.

Yang Junfei nodded, his eyes revealing a hint of emotion, "Thank you." ”

I saw that his 'spirit' state had recovered, so I frowned and made a request: "What kind of person is Lu Ping you are talking about?" Can you tell me more about that? ”

Yang Junfei looked at me strangely, "You're curious about him?" Why? ”

"Because, I happen to know a person named Lu Ping, but that person is a little troublesome."

I said quietly, how I found a black box with strange power in a house where hundreds of people died, and behind all the strange things, it was pointed directly at a returned overseas Chinese named Lu Ping.

And how did I follow his traces and the clues of the black box, went to Japan, and found that he was actually over 100 years old, but he always remained in his twenties. What's even more terrifying is that he was transformed by the black box and has an immortal life. In order to resurrect the person he loves most, he did not hesitate to do many unthinkable things, and used his eternal life to desperately find a way to resurrect people. Yang Junfei was stunned by the story I told, and it took a long time for him to recover from the shock, raise his stiff arm, and hold down his temple.