Yang Jianguo's death deeply stimulated Yang Xia, just like eight years ago, that terrifying memory has been deeply engraved in his body and cannot be erased. 【Latest chapter reading. 】

Zheng Yang, who has experienced this stage, knows the burden of this terrifying memory, and after waking up, he has been accompanying Na Yang Xia and never leaving.

Now Yang Xia's state is more like a child, it is easy to be frightened, if there is any abnormal noise in the middle of the night, she will wake up suddenly, cold sweat breaks out from her forehead, if Zheng Yang is not around, she will rush out of the nursing room like crazy, in a hurry and helpless, several times the nurse found Yang Xia in the corner and brought Yang Xia back to the nursing room.

Because of Yang Xia's current state, it is even more impossible for Zheng Yang to leave Yang Xia for half a step, so when Zhao Muhe and ** saw Yang Xia's state, they couldn't help but sigh, Zheng Yang and Yang Xia's marriage can only be delayed indefinitely.

When the cold winter came to Shanghai, the snowflakes dressed the whole of Shanghai in silver, Zheng Yang and Yang Xia walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau holding hands, they had already received a marriage certificate, and in the legal sense, they were really married.

At this time, Yang Xia's condition has improved a lot, but she often wakes up in the middle of the night, and Zheng Yang must hold her by her side, so that she can slowly regain her calm and fall asleep again.

Zheng Yang told his family the news that he had received a marriage certificate, and the family was naturally happy.

"Mom, you also know the state of summer, she can't stand the complicated environment now, I plan to take her to Japan to recuperate for a while, and when she is almost well, we will go home to hold a wedding banquet." Zheng Yang said.

That Zhao Muhe is naturally a hundred should be given, as long as Zheng Yang and Yang Xia can be together, in fact, she doesn't care if she doesn't hold a wedding banquet, she just hopes that Yang Xia will get better as soon as possible and come out of that terrifying memory.

After deducting the phone, Yang Xia stood next to the car, holding a cup of milk tea in her hand, looking around blankly, Zheng Yang stepped forward, tightened the scarf around her neck, and said, "What do you want to eat?" ”

Yang Xia looked at Zheng Yang, smiled faintly, and said, "Accompany me to the convenience store to drink noodles, I remember that the first time we met was in a convenience store." ”

Zheng Yang nodded, then drove the car, came to the old city, found a relatively remote convenience store, asked for two cups of instant noodles, and after soaking them for Yang Xia, he brought them over.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, a light snow was already falling, and some sleepy English songs were still playing inside the convenience store, and the clerk was dozing off at the counter.

Zheng Yang held his chin, looking at Yang Xia, still that delicate face, her short hair has disappeared, leaving shoulder-length medium hair, and in her temperament, there is less of the strangeness of the first meeting, more elegant, or sad.

Yang Xia looked out the window in a daze, but heard the cold wind outside, very cold, the snow a few days ago still did not melt, it was stacked on the side of the road very casually, it was full of withered yellow leaves, and the new snow fell on it.

"Yoko, do you really love me?" Yang Xia looked out the window and said in a daze.

Hearing Yang Xia ask like this, Zheng Yang breathed a long sigh of relief and said, "Love." ”

Yang Xia thought back to the past, and the only thing she could remember was the past with Zheng Yang, and the psychiatrist told her that recalling more good memories could help get rid of that terrible nightmare.

"When did you fall in love with me?" Yang Xia turned his head, straightened his hair, and looked at Zheng Yang with a faint smile.

Zheng Yang thought for a while, and then said: "At the moment when you left a mark on my shoulder, in other words, why do you like to bite so much?" ”

"When I was a child, my mother told me that if you want a man to remember your words, you have to leave a mark on his body that will never be erased." Yang Xia said.

Saying that, Yang Xia was very curious and lifted the clothes on Zheng Yang's shoulder, but he saw a tooth mark, which was very eye-catching, and Yang Xia admired his masterpiece and smiled very satisfied.

"Your mother's reasoning is really unique." Zheng Yang smiled faintly.

That Yang Xia looked at Zheng Yang's side face and said, "Do you know when I fell in love with you?" ”

Zheng Yang asked curiously, "When?" ”

"When I was in Blue Ocean City, when I saw you descend on me like an angel and take me away." Yang Xia said.

Zheng Yang smiled faintly, kissed Yang Xia's forehead, and then saw that the noodles were almost soaked, and the two opened the bowl of noodles, but saw that Yang Xia ate quickly, just like when they met for the first time, three times five divided by two to eat the bowl of noodles clean.

The wedding night of the two was very dull, Yang Xia slept very sweetly, and was not disturbed by nightmares, the next morning, Zheng Yang took Yang Xia to get Yang Jianguo's ashes, packed his luggage, and got on the plane to Akita.

After going to Japan, Zheng Yang and Yang Xia took a very simple rest in the hot spring villa, and then the next day Yang Jianguo's ashes were buried next to Yang Xia's mother.

While chatting with the waiter in the villa, Zheng Yang learned that there was a temple in the town, and the master in it practiced very well, so he wanted to make a wish for Yang Xia's father, so that with the help of the wish power in the temple, he could also rest in peace.

Coming to the foot of a small mountain, the very quaint small temple gives people a feeling of returning to the basics, two little monks just went down the mountain together, seeing this Yang Xia so beautiful, I can't help but stop and watch.

Yang Xia saw that there were two little monks looking at her, and she was also very curious to look at the two little monks, the little monks came to Yang Xia's side and said in very immature Japanese: "Sister, you are so beautiful." ”

The little monks recited a Buddha name in unison, Yang Xiasai gave each of the two little monks a red envelope, and the little monk took the red envelope, recited a Buddha name, and went down the mountain.

Zheng Yang walked over, saw that the two little monks were gone, smiled faintly, and then took Yang Xia into this temple, this Japanese-style temple has its own unique characteristics, integrated with nature, and everywhere shows Zen.

Through the layman who was responsible for the daily purchase, Zheng Yang asked to see the great monk, added incense money, asked for a name plate, and placed it under the Buddha's seat.

Yang Xia was very devout to follow the recitation, kneeling to worship the Buddha, Zheng Yang also followed the example, and after the end of the ceremony, the great monk seemed to see that Yang Xia was preoccupied, so he invited Zheng Yang and Yang Xia to go to the backyard to drink tea.

After drinking tea for a while, Zheng Yang chatted with the old monk for a while about Japanese Buddhism, in Japan, the development of Buddhism is still relatively good, it is more secular and follows the world, and the old monk also has a grandson, who was sent to the temple by his son to practice.

Perhaps in China, such an approach would not be accepted at all, but in Japan, people will see ordination as a kind of life practice, and even if it is later a return to the world, it will not be a very shameful thing.

After chatting for a while, the two little monks had already returned, and one of the little monks with bigger eyes was the grandson of the old monk, and the little monk brought a pot of hot water, put it aside, and then retreated, walking softly.

The old monk poured another cup of tea for Yang Xia and said, "Female benefactor, are you sad about your father's death?" ”

Yang Xia nodded, shook his head again, the old monk saw this Yang Xia like this, smiled faintly, and said: "No matter what happens, the dead can't occupy the lives of the living, the dead are dead, only a hue is left, the real thing is gone, no one can keep it, and it's useless to be sad." ”

Hearing the old monk say this, Yang Xia smiled faintly, she asked the old monk many questions, most of them were life and death questions, the old monk gave a very clever answer, Yang Xia was naturally comfortable to listen to, and the frowning brows gradually relaxed.

Seeing that Yang Xia's heart had subsided a little, Zheng Yang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and when it was time to leave, the old monk gave Yang Xia a box of requiem incense, just looking at the antique incense box, he knew that this thing was definitely not cheap, and the wenge wood incense box was more like an antiquity, old and pure pulp, and it was worth a lot of money.

Yang Xia was naturally grateful, and the old monk ordered Zheng Yang again: "Donor, don't say too much about me, remember to be irritable when you act, just follow the fate, and forcing it will only backfire." ”

Hearing the words of the old monk, Zheng Yang was slightly stunned, and bowed to the old monk with sincerity, the old monk patted Zheng Yang's shoulder, and then went back to the house.

Zheng Yang and Yang Xia returned to the cabin, and then Yang Xia lit the requiem incense given to her by the old monk, and after a while, Yang Xia gradually fell asleep, but seeing that she was breathing evenly, and her forehead was not cold sweating, it seemed that she was no longer disturbed by the nightmare.

Smelling this aroma, Zheng Yang was also a little drowsy, so he went out of the house and came to the courtyard, he dialed the phone number of the manager of the hot spring villa, and after the manager came, he handed over a bank card to him, and told him to buy some rice noodles and daily necessities, and send it to the temple with the remaining money in the card.

He knew that the money in these bank cards couldn't even buy the incense box, and the old monk must have taken advantage of someone's favor, otherwise he wouldn't have given them such a good object.

Since this is the case, then Zheng Yang must also express himself and make offerings to the temple, otherwise it will be a loss of etiquette, after all, there are still courtesies.

Zheng Yang thought like this in the hot spring villa, the nameless had already come to the temple to drink tea with the old monk, and the old monk frowned in surprise when he saw that there was an extra scar on the back of the nameless hand.

"The people who can hurt you, but you can count them." The old monk said.

Nameless took a sip of tea, glanced at the scene in the courtyard, and said, "It's time to leave for China." ”