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Chapter 1149: Extra volume [2]: The starting point of the story

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Extra 2:

In Dafoshan Dafo Temple, a plainly dressed woman walked slowly with the support of a maid.

Everywhere I go, I always stop and stare for a long time.

It's as if every scene here carries countless memories for her.

The golden Buddha looks down with compassion, and all living beings come to worship.

The woman looked up at the Buddha for a long time before moving forward again.

Yuelao Temple is still the most lively place.

The devout boudoir lady prayed to Yue Lao for a good marriage with all her heart.

The blind fortune teller not far away who is telling fortunes still wears the sign of "divine fortune teller".

There are so many pilgrims waiting in line for orders;

In the main hall, green smoke curls up, ancient Buddhas have green lanterns, and pilgrims are like clouds.

Some pray for peace and health, and some pray for longevity and happiness...

Skipping them one by one, we turned to the deserted back mountain of Dafo Mountain.

The luxuriant leaves and branches, the chirping of birds and the singing of insects, highlight the tranquility amidst the noise.

Suddenly, the sound of the flute and the sound of the piano came in waves, like green smoke coming with the wind.

When the middle-aged woman heard the sound of the flute and harp ensemble, her heart moved, and she spread her legs and ran towards the sound of the harp and flute.

In the Laiyi Pavilion, two men in white stood and played a piano and a flute in harmony.

The woman stood quietly outside the Lai Yi Pavilion, staring blankly at the two men with their backs to her.

After the song was over, the boy who played the flute put down his flute and asked, "Dad, what kind of music is this? Why is it different from other songs?"

The man playing the piano sighed softly and said, "Dad doesn't know either, but your mother hummed this song for dad to listen to."

Immediately, the man hummed softly: "Where will you be in a thousand years?

What kind of scenery is there around you?

Our story is not beautiful, but it is so unforgettable.

If we had been brave enough to be together, would there have been a different ending?

Do you also have thousands of words, buried in silent dreams..."

Listening to this song, the boy who was standing playing the flute seemed to feel someone behind him.

Looking back at dusk, his eyebrows are delicate and angular,

There is just a long scar on the left cheek.

The young man looked back at the woman and saw that her face was filled with tears for some unknown reason.

So he called softly: "Daddy, look..."

The man playing the piano slowly looked back, and the moment he met the woman,

The whole person froze immediately,

The indifferent expression turned into sadness.

Standing up slowly, the breeze blew his long white hair dancing in the air, just like when they first met.

"You are finally here..."

An ordinary word, but a thousand lines of tears.

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