Under Situ Qinglang's enlightenment, Sweetheart finally unloaded her psychological baggage to some extent, and happily followed her dear husband out.

She silently cheered herself up in the bottom of her heart - yes, sweetheart, you have always been the best, you have survived without a father and mother, and you have been criticized and looked down on so much since you were a child, when have you ever been afraid? Why should you care about those unfounded claims?

I want to become better by Qinglang's side, but this excellence is not just "looking mature", but can become the person who takes care of him in life and gives him the most gentle and powerful backing!

Sweetheart is confident, taking care of others is the best at it, although Qinglang prefers to take care of himself, but if he needs to, he can take care of him great!

Although Xiaoman's waist hurts a little and her legs are a little weak, she still feels full of strength when she holds her clear and warm calloused hands!

Situ Qinglang still remembered that his sweetheart said that he was going to take the subway and bus today, so he was forced to take the subway with his sweetheart.

The streets of Hong Kong were crowded on Sunday, and it was not surprising that the subway was not surprising, and Situ Qinglang hated this kind of crowded and complicated occasion the most, and he couldn't help but really don't understand -- but they were all things running underground, where to sit or not? The Hong Kong subway will not merge into a transformer, what is there to see.

He wrapped one hand around his sweetheart's slender waist and held her in front of his chest with the other, so that she could never leave his sight - in case she lost it, it would be troublesome, this little idiot with a less developed brain didn't even have a mobile phone, and he would have to broadcast to find someone when the time came.

Taking the Tsuen Wan Line from Tsim Sha Tsui to Yau Ma Tei and from Yau Ma Tei to the Kwun Tong Line, their first stop was Wong Tai Sin, and the sweetheart was full of anticipation and apprehension for this fortune-telling trip.

"I found that the elevators in Hong Kong go up so fast. When he was transferring, the sweetheart stumbled, stumbled, and was quickly pulled back into his arms by Situ Qinglang's eyes, almost embarrassing again.

"Hong Kong people live at a fast pace. Situ Qinglang explained that he didn't dare to be careless this time, and got on the subway and directly circled his sweetheart in his arms, isolating a small safe place for her.

Sweetheart shrunk into his arms, smelled the good smell on him, smiled silly, and was surrounded by happiness.

Coming out of Wong Tai Sin Station on the Kwun Tong Line, Situ Ching Lang came to the Wong Tai Sin Temple with his sweetheart and blended in with the devout or ungodly tourists who came to worship the immortals and ask for signs.

Sweethearts should go to the attractions as if they were going to see them, and look around. Situ Qinglang followed her and couldn't help but think - just this is still going to be mature, it is clearly a little milk cat who is full of curiosity about everything.

"This is dedicated to Wong Tai Sin, what is Wong Tai Sin? Weasel?"

Situ Qinglang almost spurted out a mouthful of blood: "You don't know who Wong Tai Sin is, so what are you here to worship?"

"I checked the strategy, and it said that Wong Tai Sin was very effective, so I thought about it, and it didn't say who Wong Tai Sin was, and in ancient times, it said that the four immortals were not hedgehogs, weasels, snakes and foxes?"

"Strange people have seen too much of you. Situ Qinglang knocked on her head, "Huang Daxian is talking about a Taoist immortal, named Huang Chuping, called Chi Songzi." ”

"Red pine nuts, I know!" Sweetheart immediately took over the conversation happily, "Is that the red pine nut in "Sou Shen Ji" from the wild fox under the tree?

What and what is this...... Situ Qinglang supported his forehead, something that the eight poles couldn't hit.

“…… Isn't it?" Seeing his tangled expression, Sweetheart asked cautiously.

"It doesn't matter if he's or not, you just go and ask for a signature. Situ Qinglang urged her, the smoky air here was really bad, and he didn't want to stay for a minute.

"I want to be religious. The sweetheart folded her hands and bowed to the portraits of the zodiac signs at the door one by one.

There are many people who take photos with the guardian saints of the zodiac, Situ Qinglang has to carefully protect his sweetheart, and he can't help but have a sense of immediacy when he takes his daughter on a trip.

Walking along the steps and visitors all the way, it didn't take long to come to the Wong Tai Sin Hall, and the sweetheart came up to see the introduction above, and asked curiously: "Isn't it Taoist, why are there Confucius and Bodhisattvas?"

"Are you a hundred thousand why?" Situ Qinglang put on his sunglasses, "How can I know about Wong Tai Sin, in short, you can worship if you want." ”

Sweetheart tilted her head to look at him: "You don't worship?"

"I don't believe in that kind of thing. Situ Qinglang sneered.

"Don't be disrespectful!" Sweetheart quickly covered his mouth, "People say that Wong Tai Sin is very effective!"

"I'm also very effective, I'll give you what you want, it's better for you to worship him than to worship me. Situ Qinglang spoke unscrupulously.

Sweetheart pursed her lips in disgust and gave up her plan to communicate with the tough guy Situ Qinglang, but it seems that the soldiers are not afraid of ghosts and gods, let alone bow down devoutly.

She bowed to each of the immortals, and then stretched out her little hand and said, "Give me money." ”

"What do you want money for?" Situ Qinglang didn't understand very much, and didn't see any charges here.

"Those who want to donate merit incense. The sweetheart explained solemnly, "If you have worshipped, you will donate, so that the Buddha will bless you." ”

"......" Situ Qinglang took out his wallet, and wondered in his heart - this little girl is really a college student?

He directly took out three 100 Hong Kong dollars, and the sweetheart was instantly speechless: "It's too big!

"I'm going to get you a little smaller. Situ Qinglang gave it to her, "Go, Dazhang's immortal likes it, and your wish can be fulfilled as soon as possible." ”

This is also too perfunctory, the sweetheart pouted dissatisfiedly, how can Qinglang be like this, it is clearly a distrustful face, I am really worried about him!

After worshipping, he turned around, and Sweetheart saw many people kneeling in the center of the hall, they were facing the statue of Wong Tai Sin, holding a stick holder in their hands, shaking and shaking, and occasionally falling out of a bamboo stick.

It turns out that this is a request for a signature...... Sweetheart looked around and saw that there was a place to pick up the lot, so she stepped forward and asked Qinglang, "Do you want it?"

"Of course not, my life is in my hands, ask him what to do?" Situ Qinglang replied disdainfully.

Saying such disrespectful words on such an occasion, Sweetheart is really afraid that he will be blamed by the gods! However, Situ Qinglang is a stubborn temper, and he will not listen to others no matter how he persuades him.

She had no choice but to resign herself to her fate: "Then I'll go, you wait for me here." ”

Situ Qinglang saw her kneeling on a **, holding a stick, closing her eyes and sincerely chanting something, her appearance was straightforward, and she made him cry and laugh.

"Huh" Sweetheart took a deep breath, opened her eyes and began to shake the sticker, her mouth was full ......of words, Situ Qinglang stepped forward, he was very curious about what she was worshipping, could it be that their current life was not happy enough?

Soon a stick fell out of the holder, and Sweetheart picked it up and saw a number written on it - 8.

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