Wangyue Pavilion is an excellent place to enjoy the moon, but this season is not suitable for moon viewing, so the area is relatively deserted.
But at this moment, inside the Moon-Wang Pavilion, there was a graceful, cool and noble figure sitting.
The bright moon, the creek, the lotus, the beauty,
This is a living ink painting.
"Well, such a coincidence?" The woman in Wangyue Pavilion heard the footsteps and turned around slowly. When she found out it was Ye Wudao, she showed a rare smile.
This person is none other than the saint Miao Ruxue.
Since Ye Wudao came here, she has laughed more times than in the entire previous half of her life.
Ye Wudao nodded slightly: "Yes, it's quite a coincidence."
Ye Wudao walked into the Moon-Wang Pavilion and sat down next to Ruxue.
He was about to find Ruxue and transfer the white seedling ancestors to Ruxue.
Just as he was about to speak, Ruxue suddenly made a silent gesture: "Shh, Mr. Ye, listen."
What?
Ye Wudao listened attentively.
It's so quiet here that you can hear a pin drop and only the chirping of insects.
Ye Wudao: "You want me to listen to the chirping of insects?"
Ruxue nodded: "Yes, do you know what kind of insect noise this is?"
Ye Wudao shook his head: "I don't know."
Ruxue said: "This is a species unique to our Miao village, called Yuanyang Cricket."
"They are called mandarin ducks because they always appear in pairs and never alone."
"If one of them dies one day, the other one will not eat, drink or move. It will always stay with the deceased, starve to death, and die for love."
Having said this, Ruxue blushed with embarrassment and lowered her head deeply.
Of course Ye Wudao understood Ruxue's intention in saying this, her tone was full of ambiguity.
However, Ye Wudao still decided to act confused.
He cannot be emotional.
He just nodded indifferently and did not respond.
Ruxue had been secretly observing Ye Wudao's reaction with the corner of her eye. Seeing that Ye Wudao had no mood swings, Ruxue was filled with disappointment.
She didn't believe that Ye Wudao didn't understand what she meant. His indifferent reaction must be because he refused to accept her.
Ruxue no longer pressed, and just said: "Mr. Ye, what did you want to say to me just now?"
Ye Wudao nodded: "Yes."
"I have a very important mission, so I have to leave here tomorrow."
"I won't be able to come here often in the future, or even not at all, so I want the White Miao Ancestor to recognize you as its master."
don't want!
Ruxue refused without hesitation: "Mr. Ye, no."
"I have never begged for help in my life, but this time I am begging you. Continue to be the ancestor of the Bai Miao, and don't let the ancestors recognize others as their master, okay?"
"I only have this small request, and I hope Mr. Ye can agree to it."
Looking at Ruxue's pleading eyes, Ye Wudao still couldn't bear to refuse.
He finally nodded: "Okay. Can you give me a reason?"
Silent as snow.
The reason why she insists on this is because if Ye Wudao becomes the master of the Bai Miao ancestor, he will have the possibility to return to the Miao village, and Ruxue will still have hope.
But if Ye Wudao is no longer the master of the Bai Miao ancestral insect and the Miao village is no longer involved, then Ruxue will have little hope.
Those days without pursuit and expectation are the most difficult to endure. Ruxue is not sure whether she can persevere to the end.
How could she have the nerve to say these words?
Ye Wudao said: "Okay, if you don't want to say it, don't say it."
Ruxue stood up and said: "Mr. Ye, it's getting late. You should go back and rest early."
"I'm going back to rest too."
She really wanted Ye Wudao to spend more time with her, even if he didn't say anything, just look at the stars and listen to the chirping of insects.
However, she could no longer hold back her tears, and she didn't want Mr. Ye to see her crying.
good!
Ye Wudao nodded.
Ruxue turned and left.
As soon as he turned around, tears fell down his cheeks.