The master of the Riyue Pavilion became a monk, and she followed him to the end of the world
He traveled all over the world and finally stopped at Jinlong Temple halfway up the mountain.
A place where it never snows...
He lives on the mountain, she lives at the bottom of the mountain
And she calculated that there were 365 steps in total from the bottom of the mountain to the top. The stairs one by one were the memories of her past.
Ten or twenty years have passed, and she suddenly fears that one day she will never be able to walk again, but it doesn't matter...
Even if you take one level a day, you will still be able to see him after a year. As long as you can see him, then... A year will not be long.
"Master, you know I met a very strange old woman on the mountainside. She was very tired and didn't want to move, but she still tried hard to climb up. The wrinkles on her old face were all wrinkled together, but she still smiled heartily. She couldn't stop smiling on a hot day. Wiping away my sweat, I couldn't bear to ask her if I wanted to help her, but she refused me. She said that she had calculated that there are 365 stone steps. Even if you can take one step a day, it doesn't matter as long as you can see him. Master, do you think there are really such pious people in the world? "
He said with a smile but didn't notice that his usually calm body was shaking slightly.
Unstoppable... Trembling
He didn't notice the bitterness in his mouth and couldn't help but walk to the stone steps and look down.
Seeing a familiar figure in the distance below, he frowned slightly, but then sighed.
"It won't snow here," he said
"I know, but I still like snow." She looked at him steadily and smiled.
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