-"Mr. Mo, why are you here again?"
Hearing this voice, Mo Tingfeng was greatly shocked, his mind was agitated, and his lips were trembling slightly.
"Mr. Mo?" The woman behind him called again.
His Adam's apple twitched, he closed his eyes and opened them again, his hands unconsciously clenched tightly, and finally turned around slowly.
Sang Pu was as calm as spring grass, dressed in moon-white gauze, with jade hairpins tied with light green silk like a waterfall, looking at him with a smile but not a smile. Life was a dream, everything seemed to be seeing him for the first time. Unknown to him, his surroundings had changed from the Liu family to Wuqingju - the special place in the courtyard a thousand years ago.
"Sang..." He murmured lowly, but could no longer form a complete sentence.
The person he had thought about for thousands of years was right in front of him. He had never seen Sang Pu like this since the day of the Tianzhi Minggui Festival. Mo Ting couldn't control her temperament, so she instantly teleported to Sang Pu and hugged her tightly.
"I'm afraid Mr. Mo's move is inappropriate. Although Sang Pu lives in Yanliu, he is not a casual person." Even so, she did not struggle and her tone was very soft.
"Long time no see. I really...miss you so much."
Mo Tingfeng did not let go, his face looked extremely painful and extremely happy. How could he not know that he was in an illusion? , but I just want to sink into this all my life, no matter what the reality is, no matter what the backlash is, I don’t care.
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“It’s not like we just saw each other a few days ago. The kite flew really far that day.”
Just as the door was being knocked, the boy’s voice came from outside the door, “Mo. Young Master, do you want to continue playing Tou Hu with the girl? "The young man has already prepared his things." He let go of the longing person in his arms and asked, "Do you want to continue playing Tou Hu?" , just like the original self.
"Master Mo is not afraid that the content of this investment is that you will accompany me to kill people and set fires, rob homes and homes, and become bandits?"
"Then I will kill people and set fires for you, rob homes and houses, and turn grass into bandits."
. The remaining seven character cards that were pressed with ink strips last time were folded and put into the throwing pot.
She threw the arrow into one of the pots at will, "Why don't you, Mr. Mo, watch it for me? If you want to regret it, just tear off the word card."
Open the word Card, I saw it said: Be a man for a day.
Mo Tingfeng coughed lightly to hide his smile, "It's really an interesting wish. I wonder what kind of man does the girl want to be for a day? As long as she is not an emperor or a general, I should have something to do."
Sang Pu quietly. Looking at him, he lowered his eyes as if thinking about something, then raised his head for a moment,
“I want to be you for one day.”
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My heart skipped a beat, Mo Tingfeng suddenly remembered that this was what she said thousands of years ago. Sang Pu, do you know that I have been trying to forget you every day for these thousands of years, and I don’t want to be myself every day.
Suppressing the pain of the backlash, he smiled gently at her, "Okay, I am a very boring person. My day... I don't want to bore the girl."
"Then let's do it tomorrow. , I asked for leave with my mother, could you please come and pick me up early in the morning?"
The next morning, Sang Pu appeared in front of him with his hair tied up, wearing an imperial green robe and a sapphire-colored belt decorated with white marble. In front of him, Mo Tingfeng couldn't help but lose consciousness again, what a young man with picturesque features and clear breeze.
"If you were a man, I'm afraid there would be countless more men like Longyang in this world." "Master Mo, why have you become so speechless lately? You come from a famous family, please be self-possessed in everything."
Mo Tingfeng smiled and carried Sang Pu onto the horse. He also climbed onto the horse and came close to her ear, "It is clear that if you want to be me for a day, you must accept the real me. This is what I am thinking at this moment, Mo." The admiration for girls can be seen in heaven and earth, and there is no need to hide it." After saying this, he shook the reins lightly and rode towards the Mo family headquarters.
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He had been practicing his sword, Qi, and calligraphy all morning. Sang Pu followed his example. After a few hours, he only felt soreness in his limbs and his arms were almost to the point of death. Can't lift it up. Mo Tingfeng asked her to rest many times, but she just shook her head and found it enjoyable.
The afternoon was originally his time to deal with various ministry matters and discuss matters with core sect members, but today was different. He made arrangements early and took him out of the Mohist headquarters. Sang Pu was a little reluctant, thinking that Mo Tingfeng had agreed to let her live his life for a day, but he changed his mind midway.
"I haven't changed my mind, I just want you to experience the day I miss most. Sang Pu...I have been waiting for this day for a thousand years."
Sang Pu chuckled lightly, "Why did Mr. Mo learn that glib skill? After waiting for a thousand years, is it possible that one day is like a thousand years apart after not seeing each other?" Mo Tingfeng did not say anything, but gently held her hand.
He took her to listen to books in the teahouse, go on a boat trip to the lake, play Cuju in the paddock, gorge on Guijie Street, watch the Kongming Festival at night, and admire the moon in the mountain temple; he talked with her about various schools of thought, Confucianism, Buddhism, Taoism, folk customs, and stories about gods and ghosts. , the geography of the world...until the sky turned fish-white, he reluctantly sent her to the door of the other courtyard.
"Thank you Mr. Mo for your day, which has allowed me to live a completely different life. I am very satisfied." Sang Pu thanked her sincerely and turned around to leave. Mo Tingfeng reached out and held her, with a myriad of emotions in his eyes. The words cannot be expressed.
She turned around and said nothing, just looked at him quietly.
The two of them stood in front of each other as if time and space had stopped. The silence made the surging emotions deafening.
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"Can I see you again?" After a long time, Mo Tingfeng asked the words that stuck in his heart.
"Does the young master have to go on a long journey?" He shook his head.
“Do you really want to escape into Buddhism?” He shook his head.
"Young master, do you want to marry a wife and not allow you to enter the gate of the other courtyard again?" He shook his head.
Sang Pu smiled, "I stay in Wuqingju every day and have no plans to become a monk for the time being. There seems to be no risk in other courtyards. I wonder if you are satisfied with this answer?"
She wanted to take out her hand, But he held it tighter, wanting to engrave the person in front of him deeply into his bones.
"Sang Pu, do you think I am different from before?" The more he sinks into this, the more painful his heart becomes. The black robe on his body always reminds him that he is the master of Si Chen.
She smiled faintly again, "Buddha teaches that there is no form and no dwelling. Is it important whether it is the same or different as before?" She said with her hand out, bowed slowly, turned around and entered the courtyard gate.
Mo Tingfeng looked at her back in despair, perhaps aware of that sight. Sang Pu turned around again and looked at him for a long time,
"Master Mo, all choices are reincarnation."
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As Sang Pu finished speaking, all the scenes around Mo Tingfeng began to collapse and rebuild, and the Flowery Villa , Sichen Mansion, Mo Family Headquarters, Wu Qing Ju, Buzhuang, Liu Family, various environments overlapped and appeared out of order. Many familiar faces flashed by, countless voices chattered in the mind, and the world was spinning for a while...
Liu Family Several shrill cries of crows were heard on the roof. Inside the house, Mo Tingfeng stood upright like a zombie, with dark red viscous liquid flowing out of his ears.
His love-killing prohibition has already broken through the taboo red line, but unfortunately, the owner is unaware of it. Seeing no one around, his whole life is as dangerous as morning dew!