The water of the quiet West Lake has ripples.

Endless ripples are radiated from all directions.

Qiu Mucheng, who had already desperately died, suddenly found that the body that fell into the West Lake did not sink at all, but floated above the lake.

Taoism is released from those ripples.

Just on the lake, dragging Qiu Mucheng's body to prevent her from falling.

Qiu Mucheng stunned.

She doesn't know what happened.

Only know that the strangeness in this scene has surpassed her worldview.

However, this has made Qiu Mucheng's mood even more collapsed.

"Why?"

"Why not let me follow Ye Fan."

"Why let me live in the world ..."

Qiu Mu Orange crying.

She was thinking of liberation, but did not expect, but even her own self -suicide became extravagant.

"If a person is not afraid of death, why are you afraid of suffering?"

When Qiu Mu Orange was crying, a deep voice sounded quietly.

I saw the bank of the West Lake, I do n’t know when, there was an extra figure.

This person has a gray long dress, a burly body, and a majestic face, but has a vicissitudes of vicissitudes.

It seems that it should be a middle -aged man.

Looking at the woman crying in the lake, the man waved his hand.

Seeing the thousands of water droplets, it seemed to be able to get out of the water on the shore if he was suffered by the order.

Qiu Mucheng looked at the middle -aged man in front of him.

She is a woman with a strong alertness. She often has twelve points of vigilance to strangers.

However, I do n’t know why. When I saw the man in front of me, Qiu Mucheng not only felt any vigilance, but also had a sense of familiarity.

It's like where I have seen it.

"You .. Who are you?"

"We before, have you met?"

Qiu Mucheng's pretty face was still hanging with tears.

Look at the puzzled eyes and ask carefully.

The man smiled: "Although you don't know me, I know you."

"Are you Qiu Mu Orange?"

Qiu Mucheng was tears on his face, and he looked confused like a child.

But the man was a kind smile, like an old father, looking at his daughter -in -law.

"Well, good eyes."

"The color, it is indeed the upper choice."

"No one who lost me."

The man looked at Qiu Mucheng carefully, nodded with satisfaction, and said to himself.

Qiu Mucheng frowned, and he was alert to his heart: "What do you want to do?"

The man smiled again: "Why, just see the death just now, and now I'm afraid to meet the bad guys?"

"If you die in my hands, don't you just take your intention, and you don’t have to go to the lake yourself."

The man's words made Qiu Mucheng say that he couldn't speak.

"Why..."

"You say you are young people, you can find death by yourself."

"That's a little boy, you are too."

"One by one, none of them made me worry about."

The man sighed for a while, hated him, and anger his unfortunate look.

For these words, Qiu Mucheng couldn't hear it at all.

"Without the suffering of others, I don't advise others to be good."

"You don't know what I have experienced at all."

"Naturally, I can't understand my feelings."

"If it's okay, please leave."

"My life and death, have nothing to do with you."

Qiu Mucheng turned his head and didn't want to talk to strangers anymore.

But the man didn't mean to leave, and continued to shake his head and smiled: "Bitter?"

"What can be suffering at a young age?"

"It's nothing more than those who have children's affection."

The man smiled lightly, and the words were full of wind and light.

As if the suffering of Qiu Mucheng, in his eyes, it was just a small and common trivial matter.

Qiu Mucheng ignored him.

The sadness and joy of the world is not the same.

For yourself, it is a big event that has collapsed. For others, it is estimated that it is just a story that has nothing to do with yourself. Naturally, there will be no empathy.
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