At the foot of the beautiful Yunshan Mountain, the raindrops of early winter fell, and Wen Xi held a quaint oil umbrella and walked slowly to the Zhao'an Temple on the top of the mountain.

Along the way, Wen Xi had no intention of admiring the surrounding scenery, and she came to Zhao'an Temple non-stop before she came back from Loulan. It is said that the person who escapes death and comes back most wants to see must be the most important person to himself. A long time ago, Wen Xi didn't believe it, but now, it seems that she can't help but believe it.

She just wanted to see Canglan earlier, look at his cold and warm eyebrows, and listen to him call her name in a low voice.

Suddenly, when she was still copying the vicissitudes of her eyebrows in her mind, she had already walked to the red lacquer door of Zhao'an Temple.

The gate of the national temple is still bright and solemn, and in the rainy afternoon, there is a little bit of dampness.

Wen Xi slowly put away her oil umbrella, heard the black bird crying in the distance, she gently hooked the corner of her lips, then raised her feet and walked up the steps, and gently knocked on the red lacquered wooden door of Zhao'an Temple.

It didn't take long for the temple door to open from the inside, and a stunned little monk poked his head out of the door to look at Wen Xi, and asked softly, "Who is the donor looking for?" ”

"Hello little master, I am Wen Xi of Dinghan Palace, and I want to ask to see Master Canglan."

"The master likes to travel around, and he only left Zhao'an Temple this morning, please go back."

Left? The words of the little monk kept echoing and entwining in Wen Xi's mind, she rushed back from Loulan all the way just to see him, why did God oppose her like this? But it was only a few hours before she could see Canglan, and even if she looked at him from afar, she wouldn't be so miserable.

Walking in the drizzle in a trance, the oil umbrella she held before had long gone, the mountain rain wet her hair, in the hazy smoke and rain, Wen Xi's white clothes made her lonely.

I don't know how much time has passed, Wen Xi only felt that she was very tired and tired, and wanted to find a place to rest, but she happened to see a gazebo not far away, she hesitated for a long time and slowly stepped on.

The pavilion was built at the Yunshan tuyere, and the wind in the early winter season was even colder, and Wen Xi had been drenched in drizzle for a long time, so when she was blown by the wind, she couldn't help but shrink her body.

"Master Wen, why are you here?" Just when Wen Xi was a little dizzy in a daze, a high-windy figure suddenly appeared in front of her, and the warm voice like a stream woke her up.

It turns out that God treats her coldly. I saw the corners of her mouth rise slightly, and then she struggled to stand up, and just wanted to say something, but she didn't think that she was physically exhausted, so she fell down like this.

At the moment when she fell, she seemed to hear an inaudible sigh, was that a vicissitude? Why did he sigh?

I don't know how long she fell asleep, but when Wen Xi woke up, the sky had gradually darkened, and she was in a farmhouse at this time, and she was changed into a clean cloth dress, and the white gauze on her body was hanging on a wooden shelf not far away.

"Are you awake?" Just when Wen Xi was distracted, Canglan suddenly pushed the door in, followed by a peasant woman.

"Vicissitudes...... Guru? Wen Xi got out of bed slowly, looking at Canglan with a faint look in her eyes, she didn't speak, but Canglan had nothing to say.

"Master Wen, you got typhoid fever in the rain before, and the poor monk had to take you to a farmer's house at the foot of Yunshan." Canglan flicked the Buddha beads in his hand, and his thin lips opened lightly.

Hearing this, Wen Xi glanced at the peasant woman behind Canglan and nodded slightly.

"Thank you, master, thank you, big sister."

"Girl, don't say that, since you are a friend of Master Canglan, we should take care of you." The peasant woman grinned, and seemed amiable.

Seeing this, Wen Xi had no choice but to smile lightly and reply to two polite words, and then moved his gaze to Canglan again, and said softly: "I heard that the master is going to go out for a trip?" ”

"Well, this Guangling is full of smoke and smoke, and it's time for the poor monk to leave." Canglan moved the corners of his mouth slightly, and unconsciously hooked his lips.

"Can I follow you, then?" Almost without going through his brain, Wen Xi's words blurted out like this, and Canglan frowned slightly.

The atmosphere became a little heavy for a while, and in order to alleviate the embarrassment, Wen Xi had no choice but to rub his forehead, and then said softly: "I'm sorry master, it's Wen Xi who was confused for a while." ”

After listening to Wen Xi's explanation, Canglan's face eased slightly, and finally he had to say lightly: "Master Wen Shi should rest earlier." ”

When the words fell, Canglan turned around and wanted to leave, but Wen Xi's voice sounded again.

"Master, may I ask you a question?"

"Donor, please." Canglan turned around slowly and looked at Wen Xi fixedly.

"What if a girl falls in love with someone she shouldn't love?"

Wen Xi's voice was endlessly desolate, and he couldn't help but raise his eyes in shock, his deep eyes reflected Wen Xi's pale face, and a barrier seemed to be formed between the two, silent, but they were at peace.

Time gradually passed, and after a long time, Canglan lowered his head, folded his hands, and said lightly: "Then forget your feelings." ”

Do you forget your feelings?? Wen Xi got Canglan's answer, and the whole person seemed to have no strength to sit on the edge of the bed, it turned out that she was secretly in love, and in the end she only got these four words, Canglan, Canglan, you are really ruthless.

Wen Xi didn't know when Canglan left the room, she just kept leaning on the head of the bed to empty her thoughts, she recalled everything in her mind after meeting Canglan, and in the end she found that her intersection with Canglan was pitiful.

Except for the time in Zhao'an Temple, she and Canglan seemed to be two strangers......

Just sat quietly until dawn, and heard the footsteps of Suo Suo outside the house, Wen Xi seemed to withdraw his consciousness from his thoughts.

I saw her quickly turn over and get out of bed, push the door and go out. Looking at the rising sun in the sky, she hooked her lips a little relaxed.

"Did the girl sleep well?" It was the peasant woman who entered the house with Canglan yesterday, and now she was standing not far away looking at Wen Xi with a gentle face.

"It's good, by the way, eldest sister, what about Master Canglan?"

"The master left this morning, and the master wanted to say goodbye to the girl, but the master stood in front of the girl's door for a long time and did not see any movement, presumably in the end he still didn't want to disturb the girl's rest, so he left without saying goodbye."

He's gone? He came to see himself?? Wen Xi smiled a little knowingly, how shrewd Canglan was, his words had been said so obviously yesterday, how could he not understand?

Perhaps, like all women who fall in love with people in Buddhism, she really answered that sentence.

In my previous life, I frequently looked back and waved goodbye handkerchiefs into a cloud, how much lovesickness, how much sorrow, now that the clouds have passed, the relationship between you and me has finally become a water mark, sending me away.

But it's a pity that there is no love between them, and it has always been her thoughts.