Late at night, Yun Mengxue lay in bed, tossing and turning and unable to sleep.

Song Zhiyu tilted his head to look at Yun Mengxue, and finally couldn't help but drag her up.

"Mengxue, to be honest, after today's gathering, did anything happen to you and Luo Haochen?"

"What...... What do you want?

Yun Mengxue's expression looked a little unnatural, although what happened today was not as fierce as the one that came to the Luo family that day, but it was enough to leave a weight in Yun Mengxue's heart.

Seeing that Yun Mengxue refused to confess, Song Zhiyu frowned.

"You know what I mean, don't just guess a dumb riddle with me like that?"

"I didn't guess dumb riddles with you, Zhiyu, I have no secrets in front of you. ”

Yun Mengxue curled up and hugged her knees in the bed, although she and Luo Haochen were so ruthless, she had clearly felt that the ice in her heart was slowly melting.

"Well, you're just a blank slate, it's that I'm too complicated. ”

Song Zhiyu took Yun Mengxue's hand and looked at her with very sincere eyes, Yun Mengxue's eyes were slightly evasive, she was not afraid that Song Zhiyu would know her secret, but she didn't know how to face it.

"Mengxue, hating someone is a very hard thing to disagree with, why do you and Luo Haochen obviously love each other, but they still deliberately do this kind of thing to hurt each other?

When Song Zhiyu said this, Yun Mengxue was stunned.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, the hatred for Luo Haochen in her heart is indeed slowly dissipating, and it is precisely because she feels that the hatred is no longer so strong and profound, that Yun Mengxue is so entangled, and deliberately behaves so cold and cruel to Luo Haochen.

"Knowing the rain, I ......"

Yun Mengxue's hands were tightly tangled together, her teeth clenched at the corners of her mouth, she had something to say, but she didn't know where to start, how to speak.

"What's wrong? What are you trying to say?"

Song Zhiyu suppressed the urge to know as much as possible, if he was too impulsive and too impatient at this time, he would definitely make Yun Mengxue discourage the years of saying what he was thinking.

"I ......"

Yun Mengxue took a deep breath, forget it, since she and Song Zhiyu are friends and best friends, why not say it?

"Let's be honest, in fact, for more than two years, I have been haunted by nightmares. There's always a bloody mess chasing me in my dreams, asking me why I don't protect her well?"

A sour feeling crossed her heart, and Yun Mengxue's eyes had become red.

"I know...... I know I'm the child I lost before I even met, but ...... I also want to be like this! I want to protect her, and I'm so cowardly...... So powerless......"

Speaking of this, Yun Mengxue couldn't help but sob, her heart was very uncomfortable, and her hatred for Luo Haochen was not all because he violated the original marriage agreement and secretly attacked Yangde Group and Yun Zhiyuan.

In the final analysis, Yun Mengxue has never been able to forgive the man who strangled his own flesh and blood with his own hands, Luo Haochen can be ruthless to her, but no matter how he is, he can't not believe that the child is not his.

Besides, if the child is really not Luo Haochen's, in the face of a little life that is already pregnant, how can he be so ruthless and cruel?

"Zhiyu, no one fully understands my pain, and no one will know what kind of inner torment and torture I have experienced day and night! I used to want to protect my unborn child so much, but in the face of that situation, I just couldn't do anything, the child she ...... She's blaming me! she's blaming me......"

"Mengxue, don't blame yourself like this!"

Song Zhiyu hugged Yun Mengxue in her arms in distress, she even resented herself a little, why did she have to force Yun Mengxue to tell the secret she didn't want to say?

"I haven't said these words to Brother Xuan, he has done enough for me, and I don't want my father to know that he is worried about me. So for a long time, I kept my secret deep in my heart until today......"

The more she talked, the more she felt excessive sadness and emptiness in her heart, Yun Mengxue cried so much in Song Zhiyu's arms, she had suppressed it for too long and had no one to talk to.

Besides, Qi Wenxuan is a man, and he is also a man who loves her deeply, some things really can't be said to Qi Wenxuan.

"But lately...... Ever since I officially met Luo Haochen, that nightmare has been getting farther and farther away from me. I would have been relieved, but I found that I wasn't at all at ease. ”

"Why? How can you feel like that?"

Song Zhiyu didn't know everything, and looked at Yun Mengxue with doubts in his eyes, since he no longer had nightmares, why did he still have that feeling of tightness?

Yun Mengxue shook her head slightly.

"I wondered, could it be...... Because some of my feelings for Luo Haochen are loosening, I ...... She didn't want me to forgive her father who killed her life, and she felt very sad and disappointed to see me like this, and felt that I had abandoned her and left me......

"What stupid are you talking about?!"

Song Zhiyu covered Yun Mengxue's mouth, not wanting her to continue.

"Mengxue, do you think that the child doesn't want you to forget, and is afraid that you will abandon her and will haunt you with nightmares every day, right?"

Yun Mengxue nodded, she always thought so, and she was convinced.

"It's not your fault, you don't deserve to be treated and tortured like this. Mengxue, listen to me, if that child's soul really wants to get justice for herself, then the person she should entangle is Luo Haochen, and it should never be Mommy Yun Mengxue, who wants to protect her!"

Song Zhiyu listened to it, why does God always torture good people? Why can't a kind and loving person like Yun Mengxue be treated well? And those bad people can always get away with it?

Some topics are a little far away, and Song Zhiyu tried his best to calm his restless mood. She was going to comfort Yun Mengxue now, not to say such indignant words to stimulate her emotions.

"That's Mengxue, I can't wait for the snow to snow, the sky is clearer, I'll accompany you to the Pranya Temple, and pray for the child who died before you even met, okay?"

"Prayer?"

Yun Mengxue looked at Song Zhiyu with a surprised face, yes! After such a long time, why had she never thought of such a thing?

"Okay, let's go and pray for her, Zhiyu...... Thank you so much......"

Song Zhiyu smiled softly, shook his head gently, and stroked Yun Mengxue's falling hair with distress in his eyes.

"As long as you're okay, I'll be satisfied, so don't say anything to me and say thank you, because we're close sisters, aren't we?"

Yun Mengxue burst into tears and smiled and nodded vigorously.

……

A few days later, over the weekend.

This time, the heavy snow fell for several days, and finally the snow stopped and the sun showed a pale orange face, because of the hard work of the sanitation workers, the ground was cleared, and the snow on both sides of the road was slowly melting.

Located in Ching Ming Street, City C, Pranya Temple is the seat of the JL Provincial Buddhist Association, the main Buddhist temple in City C, a national key Buddhist temple, and has considerable influence on the local area and even the three provinces of D.

Early in the morning, Song Zhiyu accompanied Yun Mengxue here, and the two of them entered the gate of Hanruo Temple with great piety, and Yun Mengxue couldn't help but look up.

There are left, middle and right three doors respectively in the temple, and the gatehouse warped corner eaves are scattered, and the technique is exquisite and magnificent. On the red wall on the side of the door, there are six big characters of "Nan Wu Amitabha" with black characters on a yellow background, one word occupies a wall, and the momentum is very magnificent.

The Tianwang Hall and the Daxiong Treasure Hall are in the center, and dozens of wings in the east and west are respectively the meditation hall, the dining hall, the scripture building and so on. In front of the Tianwang Palace, there is a white marble stele, which records the history of the construction of the temple.

The drum tower and bell tower on both sides of the stele are slightly quiet, and in the palace of the heavenly king, the golden Maitreya Buddha sits like a light of four rays.

"Zhiyu, although I grew up in this city since I was a child, this is the first time I have come to the temple, and I can usually only see the statue of Guanyin when I walk outside. ”

Speaking of the Guanyin statue, it also aroused Song Zhiyu's strong interest.

"It's not just you, it's my first time here! The main reason is that there are very few people in my generation who seem to be dedicated to the practice of Buddhism, so we don't know much about it on weekdays, and I never take the initiative to understand anything. ”

Speaking of this, Yun Mengxue's face showed a look of apologetic.

"I'm ashamed, if it weren't for the child, maybe I wouldn't have stepped into the temple for half a step in my life, right? I think it might be like this, I never thought about this in my head in the past, and now it's really a temporary cramming. ”

Seeing Yun Mengxue's guilty look on her face, Song Zhiyu hugged her comfortingly.

"Don't think about it so much, as long as you have it in your heart, you don't have to force anything. Why don't we take a look around here again? After all, we'll have to wait a little longer. ”

"Well, okay. ”

Yun Mengxue followed Song Zhiyu's side, she didn't want to tell Song Zhiyu how entangled she was after entering here. Because I have never worshiped the Buddha sincerely, but now I come to express my devotion when I ask for help, and the guilt in my heart is more than a little bit.

Walk out of the north gate of the Tianwang Palace, the solemn Daxiong Treasure Hall is staggered, and the eaves are pecked high. The hall is painted with carved beams, and the murals are amazing. The two-meter-tall statue of Shakyamuni is eye-catching, with eighteen arhats lined up on both sides.

Behind the statue of Sakyamuni is the open-air statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva facing the north gate of the main hall, which is the statue of Guanyin that Yun Mengxue said before, every time he passes by the outside of the temple.

The open-air Guanyin Bodhisattva statue is made of natural white marble, up to 12 meters high, with fine workmanship and vivid expression, and the whole body is smooth and white, which is amazing.

It has to be said that this open-air statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva adds a lot of solemn atmosphere to the temple. In addition, there are 32 Buddhist monk relics in the temple, which has become a legendary story in the world.

If you come to the temple in the summer, the splendid temple buildings and the green pines and cypresses are particularly fascinating.

However, there is also the beauty of winter. Although the snow has melted outside, the layers of cypress snow are still thick, adding to the quiet and mysterious beauty of Hannyosa Temple and the artistic atmosphere of traditional temple architecture.

Just when Song Zhiyu and Yun Mengxue couldn't help but admire the superb construction skills in their hearts, they were told that the transcendence ceremony could begin.

In front of the open-air Guanyin Bodhisattva statue, Yun Mengxue and Song Zhiyu reverently raised their hearts with their hands, and the green smoke of the Ding furnace gas rose into the air. They are spending time for Yun Mengxue's lost child, hoping that her soul can go to Western Bliss and enter reincarnation as soon as possible.

"Kid, if you can feel it, Mommy really wants to ...... You will come back to me again and come back again......"

Yun Mengxue's heart was full of deep repentance, chanting mantras for the deceased, and asking the holy Bodhisattva's holy name to rise to the clouds and heaven.