I saw him at the Reclining Buddha Temple a while ago, he was wearing a simple black sea green suit, especially the first meeting under the marriage tree, and he was only regarded as an ordinary monk. When Goma prayed, Fu Lingyuan's speculation that his status in the temple was not low was verified when she accompanied Yu Lan up the mountain to the Thousand Buddha Hall and met him again.

Today, he is dressed in a bright robe, very formal, his expression is less kind and kind, more solemn and solemn, and at this moment he is holding a Buddhist instrument with three other monks, reciting the scriptures to Zhuang Peiyu together. Judging from his position, he is clearly the leader of this ritual.

Although she arrived quietly, Li Qing greeted her at the door as soon as possible: "Sister Ruan, you are here." ”

Presumably, on the way to the funeral home, Jiusi and Erguan had already been notified.

Ruan Shu looked away from the long-bearded monk.

Lin Pu, who was following Li Qing, was smiling at her: "Sister." ”

The smile reflects the sunlight outside, and it is bare, and it makes people look at it dazzlingly.

Ruan Shu didn't feel embarrassed when he bumped into Zhuang Peiyu's ritual, Nunu mouthed, and motioned to a few unfamiliar faces who were kneeling in front of the ice coffin, wearing linen and wearing filial piety, burning paper money, and crying with red noses and red faces, and asked, "Who are they?" ”

Hearing this, a trace of embarrassment crossed Lin Pu's face.

Ruan Shu couldn't understand why his expression came.

I listened to Li Qing on the side and explained: "It's Uncle Lin who found someone to cry." ”

Ruan Shu was stunned. It turned out that she was embarrassed by Lin Chengzhi's behavior, and even more embarrassed by her face.

"The main thing is that when doing things, the relatives of the deceased need to raise incense and bow down or something, and someone has to help." Lin Pu added a little helplessly.

His wording took a lot of thought. The word "relative" is used in a wide range, but in fact it should be "children" to be the most accurate.

And the person who can be regarded as Zhuang Peiyu's child, one is squatting in the drug rehabilitation center, the other is inconvenient to come because she is pregnant, and the remaining one is her, but she refuses to come.

After death, I don't even have a relative who burned paper money, which is really sad.

Since there is a mourning hall, it is indeed not a matter of letting it be empty. Wreaths and flower baskets can be filled by themselves, and relatives and children can also spend money to buy them.

Staring at those people, Ruan Shu nodded lightly: "Well, it's quite professional, crying like a dead mother." ”

“……”

I can't answer that.

Li Qing and Lin Pu were silent at the same time.

"Where's your dad?" Ruan Shu turned his head to look at Lin Pu.

It was Li Qing who answered her: "After the masters arrived, Uncle Lin left first. He has been busy with Mrs. Lin's funeral since yesterday, and he has to accompany his wife for a prenatal checkup today, and plans to come back tomorrow when she is cremated. ”

"So in fact, it's basically like the funeral is basically you in Zhang Luo?" Ruan Shu narrowed his eyes slightly.

Li Qing looked respectful and insensitive: "Sister Ruan values me, I'm just giving Uncle Lin a hand, what does he need me to help as much as I can, where can I talk about Zhang Luo?" ”

The politeness is so polite, but Ruan Shu knows that Lin Chengzhi will not put much thought into this at all.

She was reluctant to trouble Fu Lingyuan directly, so she instructed Li Qing to find Lin Chengzhi, thinking that no matter how bad Lin Chengzhi was, he would contract a one-stop service to the funeral home, which would be convenient for her - anyway, she couldn't and didn't want to handle the aftermath for Zhuang Peiyu herself.

However, in the end, it was still inevitable to trouble Fu Lingyuan - Li Qingneng was so dedicated, there was no doubt that he got his advice.

Her affairs, even if she doesn't say it, he will take it as his own.

While his ubiquitous netting and erosion of her life made her feel free and restricted, she had to admit that she was actually enjoying the love he gave her.

Her occasional sharp rise in disgust and rejection may be due to the fact that she is used to walking alone, has not yet fully adapted to the two of them, and has not yet fully learned to rely on them.

Rely upon......

What a strange and terrible word for her in the past......

Retracting his thoughts, Ruan Shu took out a few documents from his bag and handed them to Li Qing: "I also entrust you with the matter of canceling her account." ”

Li Qing took it with both hands, with a bitter expression: "Sister Ruan, don't really stop telling me anything 'trouble', 'please', 'thank you', if you continue like this, I will be as nervous as Thirteen when I see you." ”

Immediately, he grinned: "Your sister-in-law is not a hypocrisy, don't be polite to me." Or think of me as an employee in your company. It's natural for the boss to let the employees do their work, and they won't thank them back, right? ”

Ruan Shu curled the corners of his lips slightly.

Lin Pu muttered in a low voice from the side: "It's not ......"

Ruan Shu lifted his eyelids.

In the memorial hall, the music stopped, and the four monks put down the Buddhist vessels in their hands for the time being, preparing for the next round of rituals.

Li Qing said hello to her and went back to the hall to help.

Lin Pu also followed: "Sister, then I will hurry up and do more things for the second aunt~"

Seeing his busy back, Ruan Shu's eyes lit up slightly—he exposed himself too thoroughly, which made her feel more and more unable to understand him.

Within his line of sight, he saw that the long-bearded monk turned his head and his gaze fell directly on her, clearly noticing her presence.

He walked straight up to her and saluted: "Donor, we meet again." ”

"Hello, Master." Ruan Shu replied to him unhurriedly, and asked politely with a little apology, "May I ask the master's legal name ......?" ”

It's the third time they've met, but she doesn't know how to call each other, and she's really ashamed.

The long-bearded monk didn't mind, and said kindly: "The old monk's name is 'one lamp'." ”

"Master of One Light." Ruan Shu greeted him again, and also made a big salute again, "I am tired of several masters who came here for my mother in such a tense time. ”

Master Yilan smiled: "The donor doesn't have to be polite. The old monk and Lingtang are also old acquaintances for many years. Ling Tang Immortal died, and the old monk should come to see her off. ”

"Years of old acquaintance......" Ruan Shu was slightly puzzled.

"Hmm." Master Yideng nodded, "Lingtang is a resident who is dedicated to worshiping the Buddha, and he also donates a large amount of sesame oil money to the Reclining Buddha Temple all year round. It was I who gave her a refuge ceremony. ”

"In the household...... Refuge ritual ......" Ruan Shu repeated these two words in a low voice.

She never knew there was such a thing.

She also didn't know about donating sesame oil money to the Temple of Reclining Pho.

Didn't Zhuang Peiyu stay in the Buddhist hall every day without leaving the door for ten years?

"Excuse me, Master, when was the refuge ceremony?"

Master Yideng stroked his long beard, as if recalling for a while, and said, "It's been ten years." After the refuge ceremony, the old monk and Lingtang never met again, but every year her sesame oil money arrived on time, and she enshrined an everlasting lamp she lit in the temple. ”

...... ever-bright lantern?

Ruan Shu was stunned.

The everlasting lamp with her name and birth date written on it that she had accidentally seen in the Hall of the Thousand Buddhas was...... Zhuang Peiyu's ......?

After a moment of astonishment, the fingers that hung down at his sides suddenly trembled uncontrollably, along with the clenched teeth.

What is that?

What is the lighting of the lantern?

Guilty......? Compensate......? Confession......?

Can lighting a lantern write off the damage she once did to her?

Ruan Shu wanted to laugh mockingly, but his face suddenly became very stiff, the corners of his mouth couldn't pull the arc, and the whole person couldn't pull any expression.

From the depths of my heart, there is a complex and indescribable complexity that flickers and flickers.

Soon a flame of indignation burst forth, burning so hard that it made people stand upright.

Wuwu's pupils stared at the ice coffin in front of him, and Ruan Shu suddenly had a strong thought, wanting to pull Zhuang Peiyu out of it and question, asking what that ever-bright lamp was?!

"Sister?"

"Sister Ruan?"

Lin Pu and Li Qing's suspicious voices in her ears pulled her back from a person's thoughts to the real world.

Ruan Shu came back to his senses and found that he was in the memorial hall, and several people around him all cast inexplicable glances.

And the ice coffin was two steps away from her.

Although these two steps were far away, it was enough for her to see Zhuang Peiyu's upper body.

What she wore was not a shroud, but her former Tsing Yi. It's clean, neat, and it fits just right.

She folded her hands in front of her and lay down in peace and quiet. The face that had been retouched by the makeup artist was ruddy, smooth and radiant, and there was a faint smile on her lips that was rarely seen on her face, which deeply pierced Ruan Shu's eyes.

His eyes flashed slightly, and Ruan Shu quickly stepped back with a pale face.

"Sister......

"Sister Ruan......?"

The momentum was obviously wrong, and Lin Pu and Li Qing spoke again, both trying to get close to her with worried faces.

"I'm fine." Ruan Shu stood still, stabilized his figure, raised his palm and made a "don't come" gesture towards them.

Taking two deep breaths, she sank in a dark light, forcing herself to hold down her thoughts and sort out the expression on her face.

"I'm fine." Ruan Shu said it again, with a reluctant smile, and then said to Li Qing, "The matter here is handed over to you, the time is almost there, I should go back to the company." ”

"Okay, Sister Ruan, don't worry." Li Qing hurriedly agreed.

Ruan Shu bowed slightly, turned back, and collided with the bright and wise gaze of the master of the first lamp.

"If the donor is free, you can take some time to come to the Reclining Buddha Temple to find the old monk to discuss the Dharma." He smiled.

"Thank you for the invitation." Ruan Shu saluted, noncommittal, continued his steps, and left quickly.

After being exposed to the strong sun, I felt that the cold around me was gradually dispelled.

"Sister! You wait for me! I'm with you! Lin Pu chased him out of the memorial hall.

Ruan Shu turned a deaf ear, took care of himself with his arms in his hands, quickly sat on the running line, and humbly ordered the second cylinder to drive: "Go ......"

The second tube looked at her ugly face, and asked Jiusi who followed in with his eyes.

Jiusi could only respond to his silent bewilderment and shake his head.

The car starts and travels smoothly and at a constant speed.

All the way is a silence that weighs on people's hearts.

Jiusi inspected Ruan Shu's situation through the rearview mirror from time to time, and saw that she always maintained the posture when she got into the car, leaning against the back of the seat with her eyes closed, as if she was pretending to sleep.

It wasn't until the car reached a certain intersection that I heard her voice come out clearly: "Go back to Lushui Haoting......"

After the second cylinder and Jiusi silently exchanged a look, the former turned the steering wheel and turned, and the latter lowered his head and typed into the phone.

……

Fu Lingyuan hurried back to the Green Water Mansion.

When the door was opened, there was a dead silence in the house, and there was not even movement of the Koko roller shaft.

There was no one in the bedroom. There was no one in the living room. There was no one in the kitchen. There was no one in the study. There was no one in the gym.

After checking the order one by one, he aimed for the empty room where the clutter was kept.

Unscrew the doorknob to open the door.

At first glance, there is no one either.

However, after following the line of sight to the end, she successfully found her figure in the corner with her hands and legs folded.

With a sigh of relief, Fu Lingyuan approached lightly.

His eyes swept over the string of Buddhist beads and the Diamond Sutra that she had fallen to the ground, and he narrowed his eyes imperceptibly and folded his eyebrows.

Soon, he retracted his gaze, crouched down in front of her, and gently called to her head buried between her legs: "Ruan Ruan? ”