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Xia Guangyuan looked at the kid in front of him who was not afraid of his gaze, and his heart was already flooded. However, it only took a moment for him to calm down in the wind and rain.

He was more crisp and neat than Li Xian imagined.

After observing the surroundings and seeing that the novice not far away was cleaning the courtyard, Xia Guangyuan put away the sharpness on his face and beckoned to Li Xian.

"Let's talk in the house?"

Seeing Xia Guangyuan's performance like this, Li Xian's heart trembled.

Although I don't know the process, it seems that I have guessed the result.

With a slight distraction, Xia Guangyuan had already turned around and entered the guest house, with the creak of opening the door, Li Xian forcibly put aside the messy thoughts in his mind, hesitated slightly, took a big stride, and walked into the guest house in Xia Guangyuan's unclear gaze.

The stove in the guest house was burning vigorously, and on the red stove, a kettle that could no longer distinguish the primary color and was black around it was creaking.

On the coffee table, a scripture book was spread out, next to a fountain pen and a notebook—on it, was a hand-copied Heart Sutra.

Xia Guangyuan closed the door from the inside, and then took the kettle and enamel jar on the stove and poured water for Li Xian.

Then, he sat down in front of the coffee table.

After a moment of silence, he finally raised his head, looked at Li Xian, and spoke: "Su Mei she...... Are you alright?"

Sometimes, you don't need a question to answer in the affirmative.

Sometimes the answer that is not the answer to the question is enough to explain the problem.

The simplest ones are like, "I love you, can I be together?" and "You're a good person." "That's it.

Seeing Xia Guangyuan ask about Su Ma, Li Xian seemed to have been hit hard by an invisible sledgehammer.

Although he tried his best to show his composure, at this moment, Li Xian's whole body was still swinging.

It's like a volcanic eruption. He only felt that the blood in his whole body was surging, and every pore on his body was constantly gushing with water vapor.

And when the flame in the body burned, it was as if a cold wind was blowing directly through the clothes on the body.

It's just two days of ice and fire.

At this moment, he thought of the short and thin padded jacket that the little girl was wearing in the cold sky when he first saw Su Ya. I thought of Su Hui's cold eyes full of resentment in the moonlight, and thought of the wooden statue that had no face and was scraped by a carving knife on its body. I thought of the weak and helpless cough of Su's mother when I went to Su's house for the first time.

Forcibly calmed down, and resisted the urge to step forward and slap this man who had pit the mother and daughter of the Su family for more than ten years, Li Xian gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence between his teeth: "She is doing well, and she is about to get married." ”

"Oh. ”

Li Xian originally wanted to give the man in front of him a little stimulation through the wedding of Lao Wu and Su Ma.

But he didn't think about it, when he heard that Su Ma was getting married, Xia Guangyuan just nodded lightly, and there was even a hint of relief on his face.

That's right, relieved.

"That's good, she's doing well, I'm relieved. ”

Adding a sentence, Xia Guangyuan looked at Li Xian, saw him clenching his fists, looked directly at him, and shook his head slightly.

"I know what you want to ask. I told you the general situation when we first met. You're not stupid, you should be able to guess that the person who accidentally ate it all for a can of food, felt faceless, and then abandoned his wife and children, well, it's me. Su Ya, or Xia Ya, Xia Hui's biological father. ”

In Li Xian's heavy breathing, Xia Guangyuan reluctantly hooked the corners of his mouth, "However, that time was actually the second time the two of us met." The first time I saw you, or the next time I met Xiaoya, was the night when I went to the Sengong Procuratorate with Secretary Sun. ”

Hearing this, Li Xian was stunned.

The context of the matter is all clear at this moment.

Seeing that Li Xian just stared at him dryly and didn't speak, Xia Guangyuan picked up the big tea jar in front of him and cocked Erlang's legs, "What else do you want to know." Or maybe you don't know anything yet, and since it's all open, just ask. ”

Li Xian's fists clenched.

"You ......" his voice was a little hoarse, "what do you want to do when you approach Su Ya?"

……

The other end of the guest house.

Although I haven't seen Li Xian in the past two days, Su Ya is also very fulfilling.

There is no way, Li Xian's family has lived here, plus Xiao Lingling, a big mess of things, enough for her to drink a pot.

Although these people don't need her to take care of them, in her heart, Su Ya always wants to leave a good impression on Li Xian's family, especially Li Pi and Li Jie, who have never met, she cares even more.

Although there are a lot of guest houses in the temple, with a group of old people in the dry rest house, plus Li Xian's family, and those scattered pilgrims, Rao is room is a little tight. In the past few days, she and Li Jie and Xiao Lingling have been huddled in one room.

Thinking that Li Xian was not at home for the past few days, and Li Pi was not happy to live in the same room with Li Daoyun, who didn't sleep every night, Su Ya planned to clean up Li Xian's room and let Li Pi live in first.

Come to think of it, even if Li Xian comes back, it will be nothing for the two brothers to live together.

Opening Li Xian's door and seeing the mess inside, Su Ya couldn't help frowning, and her hands were crossed on Xiao Man's waist.

This slacker!

I don't know how to clean up my own house.

Looking at the pants and socks thrown on the ground, the quilt on the bed was not folded, and the room on the ground that had not been cleaned for many days, the little girl shook her head.

With a helpless look of "I really can't help it, if I leave you alone, I'm afraid you'll be dirty into a pig". Then, he cleaned it up.

The quilt is folded, the clothes are sorted, the clean ones are folded, the dirty ones are put aside, and then the floor is swept through, and the room immediately has a look.

Holding a pair of dirty clothes, seeing the clean and tidy room, Su Ya narrowed her eyes slightly.

She didn't have the temperament to delay, sorted out her things, and immediately collected Li Xian's pile of dirty clothes and prepared to take them to the water room to be washed.

Li Xian's clothes are often messed around, what bills, change, always throw things around.

Suya used to dig out all his pockets before washing.

She will store bills and other things and give them to Li Xian when she finds them. As for what change...... often becomes Xiao Lingling and her own snacks.

In this way, I can still save some pocket money every month.

So the job of washing Li Xian's clothes, the little girl loves to do it.

In a trouser pocket, Su Ya found a few coins again. But just as she took out the change, a small piece of paper fell to the ground.

She hadn't noticed.

However, when the piece of paper fell to the ground like a fluttering butterfly, and saw a graffiti on it that seemed to be in her memory, Su Ya's eyes froze.

Childhood memories have long been blurred.

However, there are some things that can affect a person's personality or life that they will not forget.

Seeing a crooked little butterfly drawn with a pencil on the piece of paper, the yellowed fragment of childhood resurfaced in her mind!

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