Mo Yijiu pursed his lips, and unexpectedly told Sister Hi honestly: "They are shipping you and me."

Zeng Jinjin almost dropped his jaw in shock, staring at the thief and wondering how she would react. Vivian also silently stared at the round eyes, but Xiao Wu, with a look of ignorance, asked Vivian: "What do you mean?"

Sister Hi raised her eyebrows and exclaimed "omg~", and asked Zeng Jinjin with a detached thought: "ill you hate"

"of course not!" must be denied, Zeng Jinjin thought to himself, Sister Hi of the thief asked like this, It seems that she doesn't mind being pulled cp by Chinese fans, in contrast, she is more mindful of her idea.

Sister Hi laughed heartily and asked them to explain what each of the square words meant.

Now it's really them, far-fetched to explain, the thief Sister Hi has a puzzled face throughout the whole process, "hat?", "really?", "hy?", especially when she is told that "hi" refers to herself. In the end, I can only helplessly sigh that Chinese speak is really complicated, fortunately I have not studied Chinese before, otherwise I will definitely not get credits.

After eating, I couldn't hold on and continued to walk around the streets. Xiao Wu recommended them to visit the Temple of the Burning Corps, saying that it was a temple where the locals burned the corpses. Zeng Jinjin just wanted to say that the ghost didn't want to go, but the rest of the people had excitedly agreed, and they had to go and see.

Get on the bus and arrive at the Burning Temple. I thought it was supposed to be a sad place, because it was too reminiscent of a cemetery, especially at night. However, when I arrived at the place, I found that it was not what I imagined, on the contrary, it was an extremely lively scene.

The banks of the quietly flowing Bagmati River are brightly lit. High up, the Brahmins are performing rituals, singing, dancing, and laying altars to worship the shrine across the river and praising the merits of Lord Shiva. Hindus sit in the stands and quietly applaud to the rhythm of the rituals, sometimes clasping their hands together in prayer. Across the bridge, on one side is the realm of the nobles and the rich, and on the other side is the realm of the commoners and the poor.

I thought that I would feel a little frightened by the scene of burning the corpses, but in fact, the indifferent attitude of the families of the deceased really makes people unable to have too many terrible associations with death, and after burning the corpses, they rested, chatted, and laughed in the open-air café on the side, as if they were just completing a farewell ceremony and sending their loved ones to the next leg of their lives.

Death is not the end of life, but a stage into the cycle of samsara, because of faith, because of belief in the afterlife, so they have nothing to fear. I wonder if these people of faith are happier than outright atheists like her?

They also sat in the stands and watched the Brahmin sacrificial songs and dances.

Zeng Jinjin asked Mo Yijiu: "Sister Yi, you believe in Buddhism." ”

Mo Yijiu nodded, and recited the Buddha's name very cutely, saying, "Actually, I have always wanted to come to Nepal, because it is the place where Shakyamuni was born. ”

"That'...... Do you believe in reincarnation? Past lives and future lives. ”

"Believe. Don't you believe it?"

Zeng Jinjin laughed embarrassedly and said, "I don't believe it, although I want to." ”

"Why?"

"For it is said that if you believe, you will have, and if you do not believe, you will not. I don't believe it, is there no next life? I can't be with you in the next life. ”

Mo Yijiu smiled: "Do you want to be with me in the next life?"

Zeng Jinjin pouted: "You have what you say." Do you dislike me?"

Mo Yijiu turned his head, faced the Bagmati River, and said, "I don't agree with the saying that if you believe something, you don't believe it. Whether we believe it or not, there is something and there is nothing. But in the next life, whether there is or not, it doesn't matter to us now. The past life is the past life, the next life is the next life, and although death is not the end of life, it is indeed the end of our present life. As for love, it's even more so, who knows if we will be suitable for each other in the next life, if it will be a pain to continue to be entangled in the next life, then I hope you can be happy. That...... What kind of fate are we clinging to in the next life? We don't even remember ourselves. So, as long as you live this life well, you have to cherish your feelings, you have to be worthy of yourself, and you have to be worthy of others. As for reincarnation, it doesn't matter if you don't believe it, I'll do it with your merits. ”

It's like explaining the truth, but it's as warm as a love story. Zeng Jinjin decided to believe in Buddhism from this moment on, because she believed in Mo Yijiu.

I didn't sit in the burning temple for too long, mainly because I couldn't stand the smell of corpses burning in the air. It was eight o'clock when they got out of the Burning Temple, which was still early, and if it weren't for the fact that they had to transfer to Pokhara with the crew early the next morning, they would have wanted to see the local bar culture. I walked around some shops on the way, followed by Mo Yijiu and Zeng Jinjin, several women each bought a set of saris, although after going back, there was no chance to wear them at all, but it was still good as a souvenir.

After returning to the hotel, Zeng Jin moved his luggage into Mo Yijiu's room. Closing the door and closing the curtains, the two couldn't wait to kiss together, as if the more they lingered at zero distance, the more they could express their thoughts for the past few days.

Zeng Jinjin pressed Mo Yijiu on the bed, and asked while kissing, "Do you miss me?"

"Nonsense. Mo Yijiu raised his eyebrows, put his hands on Zeng Jinjin's back, slowly walked up, and added: "But you shouldn't miss me." ”

"Nonsense, yes, just think about it, think about it. ”

"But you've always had trouble. ”

Zeng Jinjin retorted: "Why are you so busy, if it weren't for the fear of disturbing your filming, I would like to call you as soon as I am free." By the way, my mother said, you sent her and Tutu a New Year's red envelope. ”

Mo Yijiu was suddenly diverted from his focus, and responded with a "hmm".

Zeng Jinjin stopped moving, lay down next to her and was ready to chat with her for a while, anyway, there was no hurry.

"My mom seems to be very comfortable with our relationship now. After filming, come home with me. ”

Mo Yijiu took a deep breath, turned to face her sideways, and replied, "Okay, we should talk about it once, I want to call her mother." ”

Zeng Jinjin laughed: "Then my mother must like you as a daughter." You say, should I tell my brother and sister-in-law too?"

"Yes, just make sure they don't say it. ”

Zeng Jinjin hesitated, thought about all the possible scenarios, and gave up the idea: "Forget it, don't tell them." Seriously, I'm not sure if my sister-in-law will talk to her office colleagues about entertainment gossip and shake it out. ”

Mo Yijiu seemed to be able to agree with all her thoughts: "Hmm." Then meet your mom alone. When our relationship can be made public, we will officially tell them about it. Ah, yes......" She suddenly became excited, and there seemed to be stars in her eyes: "I have asked my family to watch the Spring Festival Gala together." They've never seen it before. ”

"Oh really......? Do they have any comments?"

"I'm very proud, although the cross talk sketches are not very understandable, but the stage is gorgeous, and the singing and dancing programs are very exciting. They also said that they didn't expect the young singers in the mainland to be so good, and when they saw Hong Kong singers appearing, they sighed that they were still very handsome after so many years, and who else had come to play at home before, and they were getting more and more beautiful. ”

"Uh-huh?" Zeng Jin puffed out his cheeks unhappily: "Didn't you talk about me in particular? Also, which beautiful girl are you talking about? I have been to see your parents before." ”

Mo Yijiu poked her forehead: "Thinking too much." As soon as your dance was over, they sent me a message asking if you and Chen Youzai were famous dancers, did you have a dance drama tour, and I wanted to see your work live. ”

When I heard this, I only felt that this was more gratifying than being directly praised for my looks and dancing skills. "Then in order to fulfill the wish of my father-in-law and mother-in-law, there must also be ah!"

Mo Yijiu squinted: "I don't know if it's my mother-in-law or my mother-in-law." Go on, I'll tell them that our relationship is very good, and if there is a dance drama arrangement, we must book the best place to take them to see it, and we can eat together after watching it. ”

"Mmmmmmmmmm She rested her hand on Mo Yijiu's waist and abdomen, rubbed it up, and whispered ambiguously: "That...... Exceptionally good relationship, isn't that right?"

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