Silly and cute with a black belly: the most beloved little enemy

"Hey, evil fate, evil fate..." The master stroked his beard, shook his head and sighed softly.

"Master, why did you say that?" Duan Yu still kept his gentle smile, parted his thin lips lightly, and asked.

"You and her were husband and wife in the previous life, but there was another person in the previous life who guarded her from childhood to adulthood like you. Before he died, your wife promised that if there is a next life, he will repay his love debt in this life, so I say , the word love, pays attention to fate, only if you have fate and fate, you can stay together for a lifetime. It has become the love of the afterlife, entangled and intertwined, endless, revolving in the cycle of reincarnation, hey... when will it be a head..." The master sighed, shook his head helplessly, looked at Duan Yu with pity, and persuaded Duan Yu Said: "Young man, there are three kinds of people, one who believes in fate, one who believes in fate but not, and one who doesn't believe in fate at all."

He paused and continued: "What I told you today has actually leaked the secret, but your life is in your own hands. It's up to you how you choose."

"The master means that... knowledge can change destiny?" Duan Yu smiled slightly, and repeated what the master had said to the middle-aged man before.

"It depends on your own good fortune."

"Then if I keep her forever in this life, will she still be my wife in the next life?" Duan Yu thought for a moment, and finally asked hesitantly.

"Hey...you idiot...you idiot..." The master shook his head helplessly, but he didn't answer Duan Yu's words, but started to clean up the booth. He put away the flag hanging in front of the booth and murmured Dao: "All conditioned dharmas are like dreams and bubbles, like electricity and dew, and should be viewed as such..."

After leaving this sentence, the master left.

Tao Zi and the others stood where they were, and no one spoke for a long time.

Duan Yu seemed to be lost in thought. He was standing on the path paved with rocks, surrounded by bright red maple leaves rustling, and the warm autumn morning sun shone brightly on his body. But such a lonely and independent posture is still, as if sinking into his own world.

"Duan Yu... Duan Yu..." Tao Zi looked at his chiseled side face, obviously still maintained such a warm smile, but it made people feel a deep sadness, thinking of what the master said just now, that About the story of past life and present life, do people really have a past life?

"En?" Duan Yu turned around, a pair of deep and clear eyes looked deeply into Taozi's black and white moist pupils, which contained emotions that she could not understand.

"You don't really believe what the master said just now, do you?" Taozi looked at him very seriously with her moist eyes, her cute little nose wrinkled slightly, and said crisply: "We are Born and raised under the red flag, the young man of the new century, he insisted on following the party all his life, as ** said, feudal superstition is bad!!"

Duan Yu couldn't help laughing at the words, stretched out his hand and tugged at Taozi's braid, and said softly: "I see, it seems that you haven't taken political classes in vain all these years."

"Of course." Taozi replied with a smile: "I plan to choose liberal arts when I'm in the sophomore class."

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Chapter 315, happy birthday to the reader who celebrated his birthday on 3.15, I saw your message.