The cold and evil master vs the seemingly innocent but cruel young apprentice
The Second World Buddha Says the End: A Compassionate and Compassionate Monk with No Desires vs. An Innocent, Sick and Petite Little Fox
Three generations of falling plum blossoms, evildoer, infatuated beauty vs. Indifferent, wine-loving, righteous elder brother
The Fourth Generation of Jiangnan Delusion: The domineering, cheerful, foolish, handsome young man in bright clothes vs. The sick, weak, gentle, blind, white-clothed young man
Fragment 1: The Second Life: The Buddha Says the End
The fair-faced, delicate and charming young man's eyes were slightly red. He stepped forward and grabbed the collar of the handsome monk in white robes, shouting hoarsely: "I don't want your gentleness, I want your person! I want your heart!" The originally crisp voice became a little hoarse at this moment. After saying that, he lowered his head again, as if those words had exhausted all his strength, and he was completely helpless, leaning against the monk's hot and spacious chest.
A drop of crystal tears quietly dripped down the white cheek and fell into the endless white snow.
Fragment 2
Xi Sang supported his head with his hands, looked at the monk who was sitting on a futon and reading ancient scrolls, and said with a smile like a flower: Ming Deng, do you know? I like you. Xi Sang propped himself up, leaned into the ear of the monk who was sitting upright, and said jokingly: I like the way you solemnly recite Buddhist scriptures, and I also like... The way you kiss me in a bad way.
Fragment three
Shen Qingfei's face was pale, and lingering sorrow lingered between her originally wanton brows. The stars in her eyes seemed fragile and about to disperse at any time, but she still mocked: You gave your innocence to that popsicle, your sincerity to that smelly monk, and your gentleness to that madman. What did you give me! Are you cold-hearted?
Beside the fierce wind, the corners of his clothes were blowing loudly. Shen Qingfei grabbed the back of Xi Sang's head and bit Xi Sang's lips crazily, as if she wanted to swallow him into her belly. Later, Shen Qingfei slowly let go of Xi Sang's lips, helplessly dropped her head on Xi Sang's shoulder, hugged him tightly, and whispered like a wounded cub, with a slightly trembling voice: "Sang Guo, don't leave, okay?"
Fragment four
Shen Qingfei: Sang Guo, I can't solve my worries, and I don't want to solve them either.
Note: 1. Finely slice the slices and they will eventually merge into one;
2 The author has a bad temper and a glass heart. If there are any shortcomings, you can point them out. If it is true, I will improve it and improve my writing level to provide everyone with a good reading experience. I just ask you not to complain.
3Gong Shou is not a good person, and his three views are not necessarily correct, but the character's three views do not represent the author's three views.
4. This article is superficial and the logic is useless. Please do not delve into it further.
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Purpose: Life should be lived in a free and unrestrained way
