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Lu Xiaomei said.

He didn't know what to say, because he knew that whatever he was saying would be pale and powerless.

"Why, what do you want to eat?" He smiled and changed the subject.

She was pulled back to her thoughts: "Just make some, not very hungry." ”

Looking at Lu Xiaomei, who was even thinner than the last time he left, he sighed helplessly: "Let's eat more, the meat on my face is getting less and less." ”

She sticks out her tongue, this is also a helpless thing, the amount of exercise is too much, often can't take care of eating, and doesn't like to eat snacks, sometimes even feel hungry to drink two sips of tea to deal with it, this can grow meat is strange.

"Brother Nan, don't do it at home at night, I heard that there is a music stall in Qizi Lake tonight, let's go and have a look."

She smiled, just go out for a walk, and also live in the world of two.

After that, without waiting for Yan Tiannan to agree or not, he put on a big windbreaker and pulled him out.

"I've only been walking for more than a month, so why do I feel like I haven't driven this car for two or three years?" He pulled the car gear, and found that one hand was empty, and then he reacted that the car was automatic.

She grinned, "Let's see if you're going to walk for so long next time." ”

After the two of them finished dinner, they sat in an open-air bar by the lake, she played a prank, ordered herself a glass of orange juice, and gave Yan Tiannan a glass of sorghum wine mixed with Sprite in the store, I heard that this kind of wine was not harmful at all at first, but afterwards the wine was very strong, she wanted to see what Yan Tiannan was like when he was drunk, so she took advantage of his unpreparedness and drank two glasses in a row.

It was rare to be stable, so he fell on his shoulder to listen to a band that had warmed up for two months, and after a clock or two, the main audience seemed to be tired of singing, and a person leaned back in a chair and played a very smoky tune with a guitar.

The melody slowly unhurried and made her heart bloom, and she closed her eyes gently, as if in a dream she had returned to the past, the past full of good memories.

Yan Tiannan suddenly felt a wetness on his shoulders, he tilted his head slightly, and his heart might as well be burned by her tears.

He knew it.

The moment he returned to the Hokei Temple, it was already clear.

"Senior brother, I'm back! You're going to make us want to go! ”

"Senior brother, I'm finally back, let's go and see the master quickly."

"Senior Brother Seventeen is back! Senior Brother Seventeen is back! ”

The once pure and even somewhat dull Fakeiji Temple seemed to suddenly become happy and vibrant at the moment of his return.

He stood at the gate of the temple, looking at the solemn and solemn gate and the magnificent plaque, and his heart was excited.

For the first time in so many years, he had gone down the mountain alone for such a long time, how could he not miss this place?

Listening to the cordial greetings of his senior brothers, his eyes seemed to suddenly have something wet and wet swirling.

Everyone is polite, everyone is sincere and enthusiastic, everyone ... Amiable and detached.

He was stunned for a moment, and somehow, Lu Xiaomei's ghost-like words suddenly echoed in his mind: "Do you think you can go back to the past?" Do you still have such a cold life? ”

Can't get by? Why can't you get by? Didn't he come over like this for half his life and twenty-six years? In her heart, is she such a person who can't withstand the temptation of the world?

However, at this moment, looking at the plaque with the three big characters of "Faqing Temple" written on it, he was weak for a while, and his heart was empty.

"Senior brother! Brother! ”

Seeing him in a daze, Zhengtong couldn't help but run over and shake him.

He snapped back to his senses and looked at Masato's face, as if he had just had a big dream.

"Senior brother, what's wrong with you? What about those who can't give up? Zhengtong looked at him excitedly and suspiciously, waiting for his answer.

"I," he smiled, "I haven't been back for a long time, and I'm a little stunned." ”

"Let's go and see Master, in the days when you are away, Master talks to us every day, and when there is nothing to do, he nagged us about Senior Brother, presumably Senior Brother was nagged and sneezed a lot, right?" Zhengtong told him as he walked and told him the anecdotes in the temple during the days he left.

Which brother was punished for copying scriptures, or which brother was punished for kneeling in the rain.

Somehow, now that it sounds, these things that had been in his eyes all along, turned out to be a little ethereal.

In the blink of an eye, I arrived at the courtyard where the master was.

It's still the bamboo forest leading to the secluded place, which is his favorite place when he was a child.

"Master, Master! Senior Brother Seventeen is back! Zhengtong excitedly pushed open the wooden door.

"Pedaling"

There was the sound of hurried but brisk footsteps.

In the blink of an eye, an old man in a yellow monk's robe walked out, with a hint of excitement and a hint of complaint on his face.

"Yuantong, you've been gone for a long time!"

Although the old man complained, he couldn't hide the happiness in the corners of his eyes.

"Master!" He finally grinned, bent his legs, and knelt down in front of the old man, "It's unfilial piety, I came back so late." ”

"Hurry up, hurry up!" As he spoke, the old man hurriedly bent down and dragged him up, carefully examining the slightest change in his body: "Let the teacher see, is there any thinness?" How good is it to eat on a day down the mountain? When I left, I didn't expect you to be able to walk for such a long time, do you have enough money? You don't make a phone call back, it's really worrying to death! ”

Listening to Master's words, his heart seemed to shine with a warm sun.

"Master, I didn't find the longevity card, and I couldn't complete the task you gave me." He lowered his head and said in annoyance.

The old man was stunned, looked at the sky, sighed slightly, touched his bare head dotingly, and said, "It's okay, maybe there should be such a catastrophe, no wonder you." ”

"Robbery? What calamity? He hurriedly asked.

The old monk just shook his head and said, "One day, you will know." ”

He nodded, since he didn't need to know at the moment, then he didn't want to know anymore.

The old monk took him back to his meditation room, sat on the meditation and made a pot of tea, and handed it to him: "How is the life under the mountain?" ”

He took a sip of tea, this tea taste was light and incomparable, not at all like the tea in Lu Xiaomei's hand, which was as warm as flowers.

"What's wrong?" The old monk asked, dragging his distant thoughts back at once.

"Master, this time I went down the mountain, I encountered some questions." He pursed his lips and said it anyway.

The old monk smiled faintly: "Small doubts, big doubts, big doubts, no doubts." ”

"But the disciple never realized, what is love?"

He frowned, his eyes full of confusion and confusion.

The old monk sighed in his heart, he should have come, he still came.