Mo Xiaoyu was anxious to figure out how long Renguo would live: "How many days have we been here?"

Renguo replied unhurriedly: "One day at sunrise and sunset, I will draw a bar on the wall with ink and stone, so as to keep track of the time, and I will count it." ”

Mo Xiaoyu sighed at his carefulness, this is how the ancients calculated time, and he didn't expect to do this at all.

Lighting with small torches, they counted twice, and it turned out that there were already 45 lines in the corners.

In other words, it has been a month and a half since they inexplicably crashed into this dimension. So, according to the "2 months of life" notice given to Renguo by the doctor before, he really doesn't have a few days left to live!

Mo Xiaoyu only felt that his eyes were black, God should not be so cruel!

Since the hospital could not contact him, Renguo still did not know that his test results were confused with other patients.

Originally, he had forgotten about it, he should eat, sleep, meditate, and live a good life; when he mentioned the critical illness notice, he immediately felt that his head hurt, his chest was tight, and his stomach was uncomfortable.

It can be seen that the influence of psychological effects on people cannot be ignored, and Renguo's heart is not as strong as he appears.

So he began to "explain the aftermath" sickly, after all, Mo Xiaoyu was the only person who could communicate with him smoothly, and the only person he could count on.

Although they made some friends here, they couldn't figure out what Renguo was talking about, because they didn't even know what a phone call was.

Renguo took out a cloth bag and handed it over, there are more than 1,000 yuan in it, or banknotes and steel hammers in modern society, and now I have scanned WeChat to buy a sweet potato in country W, and I will be laughed at when I take out a ticket, but these cash Renguo are still carefully preserved.

"Xiaoyu, all my belongings are here, and I can't leave anything of value for you, you can take it, maybe there will be a day when you go out." After you go out, live well for me, it's better to live!"

Mo Xiaoyu's tears were already crawling all over his face.

After a short time together, this monk, who suffered for her and shared the hardships with her without saying a word, has become like her family.

Some people may have known each other for more than ten years or even decades without calling, and they are just nodding friends for life, while some people fall in love at first sight, love at first sight, and fall in love with each other for a long time.

"I have several older brothers who are working in other places, and my parents are still in my hometown, so I gave you my dad's mobile phone number. But he probably didn't drive back for a week because no one called him. If you can leave here one day, please tell them," Renguo's eyes dimmed, and his voice became hoarse, "just say, I miss them......"

In the flickering firelight, Mo Xiaoyu's sobs became louder.

In the past, she begged God to let them go back, so that she could be wronged by her father, but now she began to ask God, why didn't he grow his eyes and let such a good and kind person as Renguo die, but let a wicked person like Yi Rufeng live at large in sheep's clothing, and deceive the trust of a large number of people?

She even thought that if she could exchange her life for Renguo, she would be willing, after all, she owed him too much.

Mo Xiaoyu wiped away his tears fiercely, and suddenly grabbed Renguo's hand and said, "Wouldn't it be a loss for you to die like this?" ”

After saying this, she also frightened herself, how could a police flower with such a dignified and solemn voice say such inappropriate words?

Then she laughed at herself again, hum, what a police flower, she has long been an abandoned person of the times!

The words "open meat", coupled with Mo Xiaoyu's strange, "can eat people" eyes, Renguo was so frightened that he took a step back: "What do you mean?"

Mo Xiaoyu has taken off his shirt silently and righteously!

The women's clothes here are very rough, there are no delicate corsets and small underwear, and the daily attire is not much different from the bare breasts, basically a little off is gone.

Mo Xiaoyu, who hung his head slightly, his face turned red, and after making up his mind for a long time, he finally released the hand that was crossed over his chest!

A pair of snow-white and soft murder weapons are vividly presented in front of Renguo's eyes, and in the dancing firelight, they have a kind of soul-stirring power.

Mo Xiaoyu's body moved slightly, and the pair of softness also shook it lightly a few times, and his eyes were straight. He thought, it's over, the little fish is too stimulated!

He quickly forced himself to look away and turn to the bare wall.

My throat is so dry that it's on fire, why is the nosebleed coming down?

It's over, it's over, I'm going to die now!

The education that Mo Xiaoyu has received since she was a child is actually strict and traditional, if it weren't for Renguo's longevity, she would never have made such a move.

At this moment, the grief and reluctance are far greater than the shyness, and she kindly does not want him to leave this world with regrets, which is the only thing she can do for him.

She thought, maybe it wasn't his intention to enter Buddhism, maybe his family was poor and he didn't have much choice? If he had tasted the love of men and women, maybe he wouldn't have chosen to be a disciple of Buddhism?

Mo Xiaoyu slowly walked towards Renguo and said softly, "In the next life, don't be a monk again." ”

Renguo's face was almost purple, and it took a while before he buried his head and said: "I'd rather stir up a thousand rivers than move people's hearts." Amitabha, good, good. ”

He didn't even dare to lift his head.

Mo Xiaoyu, who usually gets along day and night and depends on each other, has now become a flood beast to him, and he is also a good-looking and dazzling flood beast, especially after seeing too many Apatany women with a stuffy nose recently.

Admittedly, a monk's heart was beating wildly, and he felt so ashamed of this almost never-before-seen impulse that he had to keep reciting the meditation mantra in his heart.

For a moment, Mo Xiaoyu felt like a female monster who was tempting Tang Seng.

The difference is that those female monsters tempted Tang Seng, either to eat his flesh, or to absorb his Yuanyang qi, because if you sleep with Tang Seng, you can go straight to Taiyi Golden Immortal.

And the purpose of Mo Xiaoyu's "temptation" of Renguo is to let him, as a man, have fewer regrets when he leaves this world.

From this point of view, this is a way for her to repay him and dedicate herself to him, but not entirely devotional and sacrificial, because she also has a good impression of Renguo.

This quiet night, which was no different from the usual night, suddenly became so different......

When the sky is bright, the kernel fruit after sweating is suffering from the two heavens of ice and fire.

On the one hand, he felt that he deserved to die, that he had violated the Dharma, that the monk had committed the precepts of sex, that the precepts of Buddhism and secular morality were not tolerated, and that the end was often very miserable......

In fact, there is a third aspect, he feels that he is a dying person, and if such a relationship occurs, after death, he will definitely leave Mo Xiaoyu who is in love with each other infinite sadness and nostalgia, how pitiful she should be at that time!

Mo Xiaoyu was lying in the crook of Renguo**'s arm, looking at the man's more and more handsome face with affection, and quietly turned a thought in his heart - no wonder Pan Qiaoyun said to ** in "Water Margin", one night with my senior brother is better than ten years with you......

Don't say it, this matter really made Yi Rufeng's subordinates right.

At the same time, Mo Xiaoyu also wondered, Renguo's body was clearly very strong, and his physical strength was quite abundant, which looked like a dying person?

Renguo looked at the woman in his arms: "Let me ask you a question, if A will die soon, B hates him, and C loves him, then after A dies, will B live more comfortably, or will C be more comfortable?"

Mo Xiaoyu thought for a while and said: "The person he once hated died, it seems that B should be happier, but I think that happiness based on hatred will not last long, people who are used to hate, lose a goal, maybe turn to find a new goal of hatred, may never experience true happiness; ”

Renguo hesitated: "Then you ......"

Mo Xiaoyu looked him straight in the eye and said bravely and firmly, "Love you." I thought I was only grateful to you, but now I realize that I have fallen in love with you for a long time. ”

She didn't ask Renguo if he loved herself, because she had already made him do what he wasn't supposed to do, so don't push him more.

Renguo's clear eyes looked melancholy, he had never been confused by the love between men and women, but now he was guilty and reluctant.

Now he doesn't want to die even more, he wants to live a good life with Mo Xiaoyu, take good care of her, and protect her.

For a long time before this, Mo Xiaoyu continued to be panicked, anxious, worried, and unable to help himself.

But the strange thing is that after this unexpected cloud and rain in Wushan, she actually gained a long-lost peace in her heart, as calm as the sparkling Kunming Lake under the clear sky.

It seems that Mo Xiaoyu also got an unexpected harvest from it.

She rested her head on Renguo's shoulder: "I think maybe you won't die, maybe the hospital made a mistake?"

Renguo: "You won't be so lucky, will you?"

Mo Xiaoyu: "I've heard people say before that even cancer is not so terrible, there are many patients who have been sentenced to death by doctors, and simply give up treatment and go out to play in the mountains and rivers, but as a result, they are in a good mood, not only did they not die, but when they were re-examined, the cancer cells disappeared." ”

"Really?" Renguo just cheered up for two seconds, and sighed softly, "Even if there is such a lucky person, it will not be me, it is estimated that my great rebellion has offended the Buddha." ”

Mo Xiaoyu: "Don't say that. As long as you can live a good life and do good deeds often, the Buddha will not be angry with you, otherwise his heart will be small. ”