The broken temple door, which did not block the wind at all, had been tightly closed. The sound of chanting sounded in the temple.

The honest monk didn't know when he came to Gu Qingcheng's side, looked at her, thoughtful.

"The clothes are new from Brunello Cucinell in winter, suitable for formal but not grand occasions, and the brown Hermès handbag, which matches the clothes seamlessly, is better than the average person's economic conditions and aesthetic ability. ”

The name "Gu Tingcheng, Gu Tingcheng ......" is somewhat familiar.

Could it be her, the general manager of Tianzheng Group, and the female president of the iceberg who is on fire on the Internet.

A few days ago, Tianzheng Group issued an announcement that Chairman Gu Huairen needed to focus on a period of recuperation and treatment due to physical reasons, and during this period, General Manager Gu Tingcheng temporarily performed his duties on his behalf.

So what is her purpose in looking for the old monk?

Seeking!

The honest monk's eyes flashed and he said, "You can go." ”

He didn't say that it was okay, but as soon as he said this, Gu Qingcheng's long eyelashes trembled, and crystal tears fell.

"I won't leave until I see Master Xingdian. "This extremely beautiful woman is still a stubborn character.

The takeaway brother was holding the takeaway in his hand, and suddenly broke in, he looked at the honest monk and Gu Qingcheng strangely, as if he understood something, and said with a sneer: "Little master, don't worry, I didn't see anything." ”

A topless young monk, a beautiful woman with her head in tears, this picture is too beautiful, he doesn't dare to think about it.

The muscles on the honest monk's face kept twitching, and his eyes glared at him: "It's not what you think, I'm not that kind of person, I didn't do anything......"

The little brother nodded with a serious face: "I understand, the monks also have needs." ”

Gu Qingcheng suddenly raised his head, his eyes were full of murderous aura: "Get out!"

Only then did the little brother see the girl's appearance clearly, two lines of tears hung down on the perfect melon seed's face, and her black beautiful eyes were even more beautiful and moving against the backdrop of her slender eyelashes, but her eyes were full of murder.

"Little master, remember to give a five-star review!" The little brother put down the takeaway, turned around and ran away, but sighed in his heart: "Such a watery girl, why is it cheaper for a monk?"

"Old monk, your beef and coffee, old monk ......"

The honest monk picked up the takeaway, walked to the temple gate, and shouted loudly for a long time without response, he had to resort to his trump card: "The little monk went down the mountain to fast, and the old monk had an explanation......"

Gu Qingcheng was stunned, she had never heard such a demonic singing, it was even more uncomfortable than death.

The chanting in the temple stopped. "Come in. ”

The temple is very small, with a majestic Buddha statue in the center, and two sitting pots parked in the corner, and a brand new yellow monk's robe is placed on the tank.

The old monk gulped down beef and drank coffee: "Honest, let's go." ”

The snow fell again, the monk's house listened to the snow, the incense of the furnace was heavy, the sound of the snow was known, the people were inside, the snow was outside, it seemed to be separated from each other, it seemed to be broken without breaking, and the snow was happy.

The honest monk remembered that when he was a child, he was chanting scriptures under the tree in the courtyard, and a leaf fell on the scriptures.

"Master, the leaves have fallen, and the leaves have left the tree, is the tree not good for it?"

"It's not. ”

"Did the wind rob it?"

"Not really. ”

"Then they're so good together, why should they be separated?"

"It's just because they're no longer suitable. ”

"No longer suitable......? Who's wrong?"

"That's right, it's not right, separation is separation, wrong and right are meaningless, two people who are no longer suitable, instead of exhausting each other's nutrients and withering together, it is better to gather together calmly and be at peace with each other. ”

After a long time, the honest monk stood up, took the long robe, glanced at the old monk again, and said, "I'm leaving." ”

The old monk sat with his back and recited the scriptures again.

Gu Qingcheng bit her lip tightly and stood helplessly in the courtyard, white snowflakes falling all over her long hair and shoulders, and her soft body shivering in the cold wind.

It turned out that as early as half a year ago, Gu Huairen, the chairman of Tianzheng Group, suddenly got a strange disease, and both Chinese and Western medicine were used, but unfortunately, Gu Huairen's illness not only did not improve, but became more and more serious, and there was a tendency to be precarious.

The honest monk smiled: "I'll go with you." ”

"You?" Gu Qingcheng looked at him, his eyes full of doubt.

The honest monk felt very aggrieved, aggrieved by not being trusted, and said: "You don't believe me, you hurt me, I'm sad." ”

Gu Qingcheng turned her head, she had already made up her mind and would not say a word to the honest monk again.

The honest monk suddenly sighed: "No matter how long you wait, the result is the same, the old monk's days are numbered." ”

Gu Qingcheng's body was shocked, and he looked at the honest monk again: "You...... What do you say?"

"The old monk will not live for more than three days. ”

Gu Tingcheng's whole heart sank, she stared at the honest monk tightly, she hoped that the honest monk was lying to her again, but she was disappointed.

Looking at Gu Qingcheng, who was pale, the honest monk's heart softened again, and he said softly: "You can only choose to believe me now, don't you?"

"You didn't lie to me?"

"Do you have a better choice?"

If there was a better choice, why did Gu Tingcheng come here in person.

"That master of the line, he ......" Beneath her cold exterior lies a kind and fragile heart.

The honest monk interrupted her and said, "Life is happy, and death has no regrets." The flowers are still blooming, and the water is constantly flowing. It was the master who asked me to go with you. ”

Gu Tingcheng looked at the honest monk again, he stood tall and wore a gray robe, although he was still the honest monk, he was old-fashioned, and his clear eyes had a three-point cangqi in his eyes. Gu Qingcheng said secretly: "Could it be that I underestimated him?"

The two walked out of the courtyard and walked for a long time before they came to the main road, where a white Maserati was parked on the side of the road. The honest monk suddenly jumped to his feet and exclaimed excitedly, "Maserati, do you see? That's Maserati!" and he ran over, his eyes shining, staring at the car as if he were looking at his lover.

Look at the Buddha.

Gu Qingcheng was stunned, and the trace of good impression he had just for the honest monk disappeared in an instant.

She opened the car door and sat in, and the honest monk sat in as well.

The honest monk looked up at Gu Qingcheng for a while, and lowered his head for a while, reciting Amitabha.

"Can't you be quiet for a while?"

The honest monk really stopped talking, and his two eyes stared directly at Gu Qingcheng. The carriage was very quiet, Gu Qingcheng was very uncomfortable by her, and sighed: "You still chant the scriptures." ”

The honest monk suddenly smiled and said: "I understand, driving is a very boring thing, you must be very lonely, let me sing to you." ”

"Forget it......"

Before Gu Qingcheng's words were finished, the honest monk had already sang. "The little monk went down the mountain to fast, and the old monk had an explanation......"

Hearing the honest monk's singing, Gu Qingcheng collapsed so much that he almost hit the green belt next to him, and said, "It's okay for you to do anything, just beg you to stop singing." ”

The honest monk couldn't help but ask, "Why?"

"Because I don't want to die yet. ”

The honest monk hung his head, he really couldn't understand what singing had to do with death.