Seeing Han Sanqian's leaving figure, Qin Shuang fell weakly to the ground and cried bitterly.
For the first time, she opened her heart and fell in love with someone, but she didn't expect that it would end like this.
At this time, Han Sanqian stood dumbly at the door.
He wanted to walk out of the house, but found that there was no open space under his feet, it was just curling white clouds.
The most important thing is that there is no wind at this time, but the white clouds are moving quickly under my feet, obviously...
It's this house that's hanging in the air and moving extremely fast!
"This... this..." Han Sanqian was stunned.
He really didn't know what was going on, and where was this...?!
“If the heart is free from impurities and the sky is like the wind, how can it be touched by dust?”
Just when Han Sanqian was in a daze, a voice came from nowhere. Han Sanqian looked around, but there was blue sky and white clouds all around, and no one could be seen.
"Senior? Is that you? Senior?" Han Sanqian remembered this voice. This voice belonged to the old man sweeping the floor in Aojun's house just now.
"Child, since you put it down, you must learn to pick it up. Now that you want to get out of here, you should not have distracting thoughts."
Hearing this, Han Sanqian nodded, thought for a moment, and smiled: "Senior, I understand."
After saying that, Han Sanqian smiled slowly and took a step forward. With this step, Han Sanqian suddenly stepped into the air and his body suddenly fell down.
Qin Shuang, who heard the old man's voice, also stopped crying. When she looked up and looked outside, she was surprised when she suddenly saw Han Sanqian walking out. She got up from the ground in panic and rushed towards Han Sanqian desperately.
But when she arrived at the door, Han Sanqian had already fallen directly.
In front of me, there is a sky thousands of feet high, so deep that there is no bottom.
Gritting her teeth, Qin Shuang jumped down without thinking much. She had no other thoughts and just wanted to save Han Sanqian.
At this time, Han Sanqian's body was falling crazily at an extremely fast speed, but he was not worried at all. He just slowly closed his eyes and felt it quietly.
He didn't know how long it took, but he suddenly felt that his body was falling rapidly, and there was no longer any feeling of falling. At this time, when he opened his eyes, what he saw in front of him was no longer high in the sky, but a house similar to an underground palace.
Qin Shuang, who was behind him, suddenly realized that after his leap, not only did he not fall, but he felt like he was walking on flat ground.
"All living things have the same appearance, the heart has the same appearance, the eyes have the same appearance, so everything has the same appearance, and everything has the condition. The difference in what you two see is just because of different thoughts and different attachments."
As soon as the words fell, their eyes lit up again, and then, they were now in an open space.
Not far away, a bamboo house fell there. The old man whom I had just seen in Ao Jun's room was sitting on the bamboo table under the eaves, making tea and water. Next to him, he placed his broom gently.
Beside the chair.
The two looked at each other doubtfully, then walked over.
"Come on, come on, you're all thirsty." The old man smiled softly, very kindly, and then placed three cups and filled each cup with tea.
Taking the cup, Han Sanqian took a sip and felt that his tongue was about to explode.
Qin Shuang also took a sip. It was also very bitter, but there was a hint of sweetness in the bitterness.
The old man smiled and looked at Qin Shuang: "Girl, is it hard?"
Qin Shuang shook her head and nodded again. Although it was sweet, it was obviously more bitter.
"Bitter, that's right, but his cup is more bitter than yours." The old man smiled softly, and then added tea to the two of them: "How can you know that others are suffering if you don't know other people's affairs?! Girl, you are too persistent."
"And you, if you haven't tasted her sweetness, how can you know the beauty in the bitterness." The old man smiled at Han Sanqian again.
"Senior, what do you mean..." Han Sanqian said a little confused.
"Old man, I'm just a sweeper. There's no way I'm any senior. I'm just a bystander, making some remarks. Everything, if it's fate, just let it go."
Han Sanqian nodded. At this time, the old man's words seemed to wake him up. From his point of view, he really did not want Qin Shuang to become the second Qi Yiyun, because he believed that Qi Yiyun was, to him,
Maybe the emotional world is a tragic life.
However, for Qi Yiyun, it may be happiness amidst suffering.
Qin Shuang, maybe the same is true.
Therefore, fate comes and fate disappears.
"If there is no fate, how can we be persistent? Young man, do you think so or not?"
Han Sanqian nodded, sat down, and looked at Qin Shuang: "Senior sister, sit down."
Qin Shuang was stunned when he heard Han Sanqian's words, but he was very happy inside. At least, this meant that he and Han Sanqian were closer.
"But girl, persistence is neither good nor bad. Some things may not have results. Although you can continue, you should not stir up some dust, otherwise, it will only drift away."
"If you don't understand, just take a look."
As soon as he finished speaking, a lion was chasing an antelope in the open space. The old man shook the cup in his hand. The lion fled hastily as if it had been hit hard, but the antelope was able to save its life.
But the next second, the environment changed, and the lion just now was lying on the ground dying, looking pitiful.
