He Xiangnuan came out of the Three Temples and was no longer there, but he was not worried, knowing that she must have gone to the halls to worship the Buddha, and it was not difficult to find her. Sure enough, he soon saw Ansu's figure in the Jizo Temple. Along the way, the feeling of powerlessness that rose in He Xiangnuan's heart made him feel that his steps were getting heavier, but when he finally saw her figure, he only sighed lightly and left.

I don't know if it's an illusion or an atmosphere, but the Jizoden is darker than the other halls. The light lamps on the offering table are not as many as those in the main hall, only a few butter lamps that have been burned more than half, and they are a little dim, and the statue on the hall holds a golden tin rod and sets up the grand wish of "hell is not empty, and the vow is not a Buddha" looks particularly solemn. At this time, there were only two people in the temple, a man and a woman. Of the three futons in the hall, the middle was empty, and the man and the woman were kneeling on the left and right, both straightening their waists and clasping their hands together, but the man lowered his head and the woman tilted his head. If you look at their expressions carefully, you will find that the men's strictness is a little painful, and the women's softness is mixed with a touch of sadness. They are Peng Dongjun and An Su.

Peng Dongjun had been kneeling in the hall for a while, during which there were not many pilgrims coming in and out, all of them came and went in a hurry, and he did not pay much attention to the qiqi beside him who was full of repentance. And Ansu's tears had long since been wiped away, and from the moment he entered the Jizo Temple, he had fallen into memories, unaware that there were others in the hall. The two people in the hall knelt silently as if they had made an appointment.

After a long time, when Peng Dongjun found that there was also a person kneeling beside him, he turned his head sideways and saw that it was a young woman. She folded her hands in front of her chest, looked up at the Jizo Bodhisattva statue with her eyes tilted up, neither the devotion of prayer nor the pain of repentance, and the expression on her face was tinged with sadness, as if she was reminiscing. He couldn't help but take a few more looks, and the more he looked, the more he felt that the person in front of him was very familiar, and after a few glances, his heart sank a little bit.

An Su, who knelt in front of the Jizo Bodhisattva, remembered the first time she met the little monk in the Jizo Pavilion of Myofa Temple, and whenever she recalled it, the corners of her mouth would bend slightly and smile faintly. But at this time, this smile made Peng Dongjun on the side suddenly frightened, because he recognized who the person kneeling on the side was. Looking at the string of Buddhist beads on her hand, that smile actually made him feel eerie. The first thing that came to his mind was that it was not a coincidence that the two of them knelt here today today, but An Su did it on purpose. Thinking of what happened to Xiang Hui in the past month or so, it was not so much a coincidence, but more convinced that it was An Su's revenge. He jerked to his feet and glared at her fiercely.

At this time, An Su kowtowed three times to the Buddha statue in the hall, got up and prepared to leave. Only then did she realize that there was still a person beside her, but she didn't think much about it, this was a temple, there were many pilgrims and tourists, and there was nothing worth paying more attention to.

"Stop!"

An Su hadn't left the temple yet, and a soft drink made her pause. Her eyes swept from side to side, and there was no third person in the hall, and the soft shout was obviously aimed at herself. She didn't think much of it, and looked behind her. As soon as he turned around, he met a pair of eyes that glared at him unceremoniously. Ansu, who came back to his senses, quickly recognized the owner of these eyes, and his eyes instantly turned cold. It's also one of the last people she wants to see. I didn't think about it for the moment, so I turned around and left.

Peng Dongjun didn't want to let her go, and the recent events made him faintly uneasy. When I saw Ansu at this moment, I couldn't help but be annoyed. "What the hell do you want?"

Peng Dongjun's words made An Su stop again, and turned around to look at him inexplicably. She hated them, but from the moment her mother threatened her with death and she had to give up on avenging Jingming, all she thought about was that she didn't want to see them again in this life. And the meaning of Peng Dongjun's words was obviously that she was pestering, which made her very annoyed. Looking at Peng Dongjun's eyes, he immediately turned into hatred from the original coldness.

Peng Dongjun saw the hatred in An Su's eyes clearly, the uneasiness in his heart gradually expanded, and his voice trembled slightly. "What the hell do you want? It's been all these years, how can you forgive us? ”

Listening to Peng Dongjun's words, An Su's heart was already full of hatred, her hands clenched into fists violently, and she asked in a cold voice: "Forgive you?" Why didn't you think about letting others go? If you are killed, you will not let it go......"

Peng Dongjun's heart sank and he lowered his head: "Whether you believe it or not, what happened at the beginning was an accident." As for what happened later, I also know it's our fault......"

An Su interrupted in a cold voice: "I'm not interested in hearing your confession, I want me to forgive you, it's impossible." Never! ”

With that, turn around and leave.

Peng Dongjun shouted loudly in the back: "Since you didn't love him at the beginning, why do you give him hope?" Ask yourself, don't you have a little responsibility? ”

His words made Ansul, who had walked to the door, pause, but quickly stepped out of the threshold again. She didn't expect that as soon as she came out of the Jizo Palace, she saw Xia Bizhu standing by the door with a gloomy face. From the inside, you can't see anyone standing there. Thinking that she should have heard the conversation just now, she followed Ansu and left without saying a word.

After the Buddha was finished, the two walked in the direction of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, and An Su looked all the way to search for He Xiangnuan's figure. He Xiangnuan is a highly recognizable person, with a slender figure and a snow-white shirt, he has an outstanding temperament, and he stands out from the crowd. Ansu soon saw him walking towards them from a distance, with three bottles of water in his hands. An Su smiled at him slightly, thinking that Xiang Nuan was still so careful.

At this time, two women passed by her, one year older and one younger, looking like a mother and daughter in terms of age. The older one kicked his toe off carelessly and fell forward. An Su quickly reached out and grabbed her in time. The young one hurriedly reached out to help him, and asked, looking very concerned. These two are Peng Dongjun's mother and girlfriend.

After He Xiangnuan saw the situation here, he quickened his pace, and in a blink of an eye, he came to their side.

Cao Yushan and Peng's mother thanked An Su repeatedly.

Before Peng Dongjun could leave the Jizo Temple, he received a call from Xiang Hui, telling him that he had arrived at the Dajue Temple and asked where the others were. As soon as he hung up the phone, he saw Ansu standing with his family from a distance, and he was startled and quickened his pace. Before he could get to them, Ansu had already left. He pointed to Ansu's back and asked his girlfriend anxiously, "What did she tell you?" ”

Cao Yushan looked at him inexplicably, shook her head and said, "I didn't say anything." She was about to say something but was interrupted by Peng Dongjun.

"Don't talk to strangers."

Peng's mother glanced at her son and said, "What nonsense are you talking about." I had just almost fallen, and the girl was kind enough to give me a hand. ”

After listening to his mother's words, Peng Dongjun didn't feel much at ease. He looked at An Su's back coldly, and said with a cold face: "Anyway, don't talk to strangers, now there are more and more liars, and the tricks are getting more and more sophisticated." ”

Cao Yushan disagreed: "Don't think so badly about people's hearts. ”

Peng Dongjun glared at her: "It's a shame that you're still a reporter, do you still hear less about the news of being deceived?" ”

"By the way, our station is going to open an emotional documentary program - "Going Home", hosted by Sun Jing, and I will be transferred to this program group. Not bad, right? ”

Peng Dongjun smiled: "Following the popular domestic program host, it sounds pretty good." ”

Peng's mother interjected on the side: "Is that the big star Sun Jing?" ”

Cao Yushan nodded.

As one of Sun Jing's tens of millions of fans, Peng Mu happily said: "Good, good, good!" ”

Peng Dongjun looked at his mother and girlfriend's happy appearance, and told them about Xiang Hui coming to pick them up for dinner. Speaking of Xiang Hui, he immediately thought that An Su was also here, and hurriedly urged his family to leave. With that, he ran to the parking lot first.