The voice was warm and elegant, and once you heard it, it was hard to forget who its owner was. 2.8.Chinese.Text.Net

Su Qingyou stood at the door for a long time, feeling that he must have heard it wrong.

On the way to Qinghe Temple in the past three days, she and rakugo deliberately turned off unnecessary social platforms.

She was not at all interested in the news of S City, Wen Yuan, the Bo family, or the Lu family, let alone wanted to know.

But if you think about it, you can know that Bo Yuheng will definitely be overwhelmed by these things.

So, how could he possibly be here?

She hooked the corners of her mouth self-deprecatingly, and she didn't have the heart to enter the meditation room, and was about to leave, when there was another conversation from inside.

"The donor has thought about it, so why bother here. I saw that the donor was not the same as the previous few times. ”

"What did the master say?"

"The first few times the donor came, he was high-spirited and young and frivolous, but this time he came, and there seemed to be a sadness between his eyebrows. ”

Su Qingyou stopped and frowned, feeling that he was not an auditory hallucination just now.

She stood quietly at the door, and heard the gentle male voice laugh, "Master, do you monks talk so literally?"

Another slightly old voice sighed, "Anyway, the donor himself should have the answer, and probably I don't need to argue with you." ”

The windows of the meditation room are old-fashioned, and the red paint on the brush has long been mottled and cracked. She cautiously walked to the window and stood on tiptoe, trying to see something through the crack.

Sure enough, it was Bo Yuheng.

He was dressed in coarse linen and sat on a simple stool.

There was no expression on his face, but it made people feel calm, even a little serene.

It was still deep eyebrows, fair complexion, and thin lips he was pursing.

He is really good-looking, even if he dresses like a beggar, he should be the prince of beggars.

Su Qingyou's heart was like walking on a tightrope, although the soles of her feet were numb, like countless ants biting, she was still on tiptoe like a ballet girl, wanting to look at him a few more times.

On the other hand, she was indeed afraid that she would be discovered, and a few fine beads of sweat had already appeared in her head.

I don't want anything to come, but something just comes.

"Donor. A young monk walked out of the Dharma hall next to him, saw Su Qingyou who was acting funny, and asked, "Donor, what are you doing there?"

"Oops——!"

Su Qingyou was frightened by him, took a step back, and just stepped on the fine stone, and the whole person fell to the ground.

Her head hit the soft ground, so it was fine, but her back hit the hard ground, and the hot pain made her gasp several times.

Without waiting for the young monk to react, she gritted her teeth, supported the ground with both hands, stood up at once, and regardless of his surprised eyes, she ran towards the main hall with bared teeth, no more than a minute, and disappeared without a trace. 贰武捌 Chinese.

"What's wrong?"

The door of the meditation room was opened, and the monk in the robe, who had been accosting him in rakugo, came out, saw that only the young monk was outside, and asked suspiciously.

Bo Yuheng also bowed his head and walked out of the meditation room and looked at the young monk.

"Master, there was a girl just now, who seemed to be peeking at your door, and when she saw me coming, she fell in fright, and then ran away. He replied honestly.

Hearing this, Bo Yuheng raised his eyebrows with interest, "Master, do you also have female pilgrims here to offer incense?"

"Not much. The old monk replied lightly, "Donor, if you don't want me to go to the Dharma Hall and read some scriptures." ”

He shook his head, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, "I want to go around, I haven't seen the surrounding scenery very well in the first few times, this time, I must appreciate it." ”

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Su Qingyou ran into the main hall, looked behind him several times, covered his chest and gasped, looked up, and saw a golden Buddha statue with his eyebrows lowered, as if he was looking at her.

Her heart settled suddenly, and her troubled thoughts drifted away.

She took the incense, respectfully attached it to the Buddha statue, and worshiped it reverently.

The Buddha is above, and I hope that everything will be fine with Yuheng.

I hope he doesn't hate me.

She silently read her wish in her heart, her eyes were slightly red, and she swallowed back her tears.

After standing up, she left the main hall and prepared to find rakugo and immediately descend the mountain today.

Originally, she wanted to stay for a few more days, but since she saw Bo Yuheng here, she still didn't want to get in his way.

When she walked out of the main hall, she saw a man and a woman arguing quietly under a Bodhi tree next to her.

Bo Yuheng has appeared, and of course there is nothing surprising about the appearance of Song Xu.

"Rakugo. She walked over, interrupted the conversation with a loud voice, and calmly said to rakugo, "Let's go." ”

"Huh, where are you going?" rakugo looked at her inexplicably.

"Down the mountain. ”

Her calm tone made rakugo instantly explode, "Qingyou, are your brains broken, we finally climbed up, why did we leave without resting?" We have only been here for less than an hour!"

Su Qingyou looked at her and said with some difficulty, "Rakugo, Bo Yuheng is here"

"What's wrong with him here?" rakugo was a little angry, "What do you owe him, anyway, you two don't have a relationship anymore, so why avoid him? ”

As she spoke, she pursed her lips and folded her arms, her head tilted to the side.

Seeing the stalemate between the two, Song Xu coughed, "I said, you guys will stay here tonight, it's not the first time that Yuheng and I have come here, and we are very familiar with the abbot here, and we should be able to stay overnight." ”

Su Qingyou thought for a while, "Narakugo, you can stay here at night first, I'll go down to the mid-mountain to the hotel, and we'll meet tomorrow." ”

After she finished speaking, she walked to the gate of the temple, and was so angry that she stomped her feet, "This stubborn temper!"

Su Qingyou stepped out of the high threshold of the temple, and had already decided to go down the way he came, but he stood still, a little stunned.

In front of her stood a person she couldn't have imagined.

You Yumo was also wearing a very simple linen clothes, holding a wooden basin, which was full of wet clothes, and it looked like he had just come back from washing clothes.

Seeing Su Qingyou, her first reaction was to smile gracefully, "Chasing people here?"

Su Qingyou frowned, "I just came to worship the Buddha, and I didn't think about chasing anyone." ”

You Yumo snorted faintly in his nose, "Didn't you think about it? Could it be that you are fated to meet here?" ”

Seeing that she didn't believe it at all, Su Qingyou pursed her lips, didn't want to pay attention to her anymore, and walked straight forward.

When he walked to her, Su Qingyou heard her say coldly, "Don't be too shameless, hurry up and sign a divorce agreement, so it's good for everyone." Does running behind someone's ass make you so happy?"

She spoke very hard, Su Qingyou was stunned and glared at her, but she bloomed with a perfect smile.

Su Qingyou had already suffered such a loss on his tongue before, and he would rather be deaf to her words, but when he heard her next sentence, he had already spoken softly: "Yuheng." ”

Immediately, Su Qingyou's footsteps were nailed in place, only to feel that his back was like a thorn, and for a while, he couldn't walk, he didn't stop, and he fell into an extreme entanglement.

She heard Bo Yuheng give a shallow "um", and said to You Yumo: "These clothes, I didn't let you"

"Anyway, it's okay to be idle in the mountains, so I'll wash your shirt. You Yumo replied gently.

also washed Bo Yuheng's clothes

Su Qingyou's heart was sour, she felt that she didn't want to humiliate herself here, and before she stepped out of her right foot, she sensed a huge coercion, which made her whole person freeze and dare not move.

Bo Yuheng walked up to her with his hands behind his back, looked down at her, and the corners of his mouth rose in a strange arc, "So powerful?"

She immediately understood that he had misunderstood her and wanted to explain something, but she didn't even dare to raise her head, so she had to whisper, "I didn't, I just came to walk around." ”

Bo Yuheng was noncommittal, and slowly circled around her twice, each step made her heart thrilled.

"You were eavesdropping?" he asked faintly behind her, pausing in his tracks.

Now, she couldn't help but admit it, her head buried lower, "It's me, I'm sorry"

Feeling her wrist tight, she was pulled, and then the whole person was pulled by Bo Yuheng and walked towards the temple.

Although You Yumo, who watched this scene all the time, kept smiling elegantly, he looked extremely reluctant.

He pulled her into the meditation room she had just had.

"Sit. He said briefly.

Su Qingyou pursed his lips, not knowing what his intentions were, but he still sat down obediently.

"Where's the injury?"

"Huh?" Su Qingyou didn't react at all and looked up at him.

"I said what hurt you, don't you understand?" his tone was impatient, but polite.

She looked at him several times, her face flushed a little bit, "Back, my back hurts a little, and everything else is fine." ”

He moved the bench and sat down behind her, "Lift it up and let me see." ”

Biting her lip, she lowered her head and rolled up her clothes little by little, her face burning badly.

Bo Yuheng saw that there was indeed a large patch of red on her back, and the lower left side had broken skin, which was very red and swollen.

He lowered his eyes, took out the ointment he had just begged, and drugged her with his hands.

When the cold ointment first touched her slender back, she shivered and almost screamed.

Then she gritted her teeth and tried to keep her posture still.

She didn't know why he did this, and there was a trace of doubt in her heart, but she didn't dare to think anything.

Bo Yuheng looked at her slender and thin back, bruised such a large piece, and a touch of pain passed through his heart.

He didn't know if he felt sorry for her, but he didn't feel comfortable seeing that she was hurt.

also reminded him of the night they had been, when he brushed her jade back like this, making her keep muttering

Shaking his head, he had already medicated her, "Okay." ”

"Thank you. Su Qingyou put down his clothes crampedly and touched his cheeks uneasily.

"I heard the promise that you came with your friend. Bo Yuheng said lightly: "If your back is not very comfortable, don't rush down the mountain, otherwise it may be even more uncomfortable." ” 8miào8bi(.*)gé8..

She was stunned for a moment, and she couldn't believe that he had said these words.

What does he mean is that she can stay?

"Thank you"

She didn't dare to look at him, so she suddenly mustered up her courage and said to herself: "Yuheng, I have something to tell you, actually"

She said a lot in one breath, but found that he did not react at all, so she turned her head cautiously.

Behind him, it was empty, and the door of the meditation room was ajar, and I don't know when he had left.

Su Qingyou sat on the stool and sighed a little abruptly.