On the quiet mountain road, the branches and leaves grew like strips, and the two people in the carriage were silent, and the only sound in the air was the sound of the carriage stumbling.

Occasionally, there were a few low swallows, and all that remained was endless silence, and the two of them thought silently. It wasn't until this moment that the mutual disagreement between them was broken.

"Ahh He Yan screamed, and the person was about to go to the head of the carriage, she closed her eyes tightly, and her hands were tightly covered on her face, ready to meet the next indecent scene.

Her mood is extremely complicated, she can't get over her face, and it's not easy to call the person next to her, after all, she was angry with him just now.

It all started from the day of the king's mansion, and he didn't know what was wrong, his eyes were always very cold when he looked at her, and she asked him with a smile if he wanted to leave, in fact, she wanted to go with him to have a look.

She couldn't say why she wanted to follow him, her original intention was to come and see him, and then wander around and make her home.

He Xiu said that she should take a good look at the continent instead of herself, but He Yan is more than that. Because she lost her sister again, she chose to die, but she was saved.

At that moment, she felt that death was an extremely painful feeling, and it was as if there was something left unfinished in her heart, was it because she had promised him that she would go back to see him, or was she already thinking about it?

Shen Jing didn't want to look at her coldly, but as if something precious had been snatched away, she smiled, as if reminding him all the time, that smile was dazzling enough.

When he just left the pear orchard, he said to her lightly: "Let's go together tomorrow!" Then he turned around and left, and went to inform another person, and that person was Leng Feng.

What he didn't expect was that as soon as he said that thing, Leng Feng agreed without thinking, and his mood improved a little at that moment. He didn't ask the reason, he didn't care, as long as the result was good, it was fine, so only the two of them embarked on the road to visit the old master of the Jun family.

Originally, Shen Jing was in a good mood at the beginning, the wildflowers on the side of the road looked much more pleasing to the eye, Leng Feng and Jun Ziyue were not there, everything was so beautiful.

Until the two of them were in front of the carriage, no one came to see them off. Speaking of Junziyue, it is reasonable, she set off early, and she didn't wake them up, just because she didn't want to see the parting scene.

However, what He Yan never expected was that Leng Feng was not there, and that person didn't say a word to her, so he didn't know where to leave.

"Shen Jing, do you know where Leng Feng went?" She didn't know who to ask, so she had to ask the person in front of her who was in a good mood.

He caught a glimpse of a few traces of anxiety in her eyes, and said angrily, and there was no weakness in his heart, but his heart was so uncomfortable, and even the air pressure of the whole person was even lower, "I don't know." ”

"That's it!" She saw that he was in a good mood just now, so she asked a question, and the expression on her face changed all of a sudden, and she was so aggrieved in her heart.

She's so unlikeable? One left and didn't greet her, and the other asked a question and looked like a stinky face.

On the carriage, she desperately protected her face, girls have a certain obsession with their faces, and they can't be delicate faces if they bump them.

She waited for a moment of pain all over her body, but it didn't happen. She felt like her whole body was in a big furnace, and her hands were still tightly protected on her face. She sensed the safety at the moment, and then slowly lowered her hands.

She was extremely embarrassed, the whole person was nestled in his arms, and the distance between her and him was only a little bit, and she only needed to raise her head to touch him. She had to lower her head, and just squeezed a sentence out of her mouth in a low voice, "Thank you!" ”

After she finished speaking, she didn't see any movement from the man in front of her, and she didn't even say a word. She was also curious, so she had to go to him, only to see him staring at her.

Her face was instantly stained with two clouds, and the tips of her ears were quietly smeared with pink lipstick.

She had to bite her lip to the death, and it seemed that her lips were a little ruddy and full, like a red cherry that had to be picked, and it must have been sweet and sweet.

Shen Jing was thinking like this at the moment, and when he met her line of sight, he swept away the shame in his heart, and just coughed, and he didn't move, unwilling to let go of the person on his lap.

She sat on his lap, but he didn't feel any pressure, and there was a little cunning and careful thought in his heart, but when he thought of not scaring her too soon, he suppressed it all.

He was really afraid of her crying, like a little rabbit, pitiful, but also very tempting. She sat on his lap, and he could feel the weight of her, as if it was the same as he had carried her before, and she must have lost weight again.

She eats the same as him all day long, and she is eating good things these days, but she has not grown in weight, and she is really afraid that she will be crushed by him as soon as she hugs her. He sighed inwardly and let go of her incarnation.

She took advantage of his movement to relax, and walked towards the place where she had just sat down, her heart beating a little fast, but she was afraid that it would jump out. She didn't dare to cover her heart, for fear that he would know her thoughts.

She had no choice but to sit aside to calm herself, and the distance from him moved without moving. But he didn't let her succeed, and showed a smile that was bound to win.

"Are your hands better?" As she spoke, she took her hand and came to her, and she had to sigh in her heart that this person's skin was really good.

Her hands were white and tender, as if they could be broken by blowing. He just shook it lightly, and there were some red marks, which were extremely obvious.

He rolled up her sleeves, her wrists exposed in front of him, and the air was mixed with the crisp sound of the "jingling" of her bracelet.

He brushed over her earlier bumps, the wound slowly fading, leaving only a tiny, tiny scar. It was under the bracelet, but it didn't protrude, it was completely obscured.

I don't know if it was the sunlight outside, or the light of her bracelet, but he couldn't open his eyes all of a sudden.

Waiting for him to squint at the wound, the scar had never appeared. At one point, he thought that something was wrong with his feelings, maybe he was too tired these days.

He didn't think about it anymore, but he was a little regretful, how could he heal so quickly?

"Childe, it's here!" The shouts of the coachman outside the car pulled back his thoughts.

The bell rang for a while, and the temple was filled with smoke, and there were a lot of people who came here, which must have been very effective.

"Ayan, let's go!" Shen Jing looked at the temple, and then looked back at the car curtain, but there was no response, he had to call her.

She heard his cry and got out of the car. With his support, she got out of the car safely.

In fact, it can't be called support, it should be half of his body on him, but he doesn't seem to know, and she is embarrassed to say it directly, so she has to swallow it in her stomach.

"Let's go!"

"Good!"

He quietly took her hand, and didn't look at her, but his eyes were always ahead, and the whole person went straight forward.

Coming to the gate of the temple, it was overcrowded.

He Yan's ears were filled with their shouts, and some of them couldn't find the people who came with them, and their words were full of anxiety.

She thought that there were so many people, if they really went one after the other, or together, they would definitely be dispersed by the flow of people. Only then did she feel relieved to let him hold her hand, and she didn't feel that she couldn't get over it.

They came to a main hall with a simple plaque inlaid on the door, "Prayer Hall".

Beneath his feet was the threshold, on which the vermilion had been trampled until it lost its color, and the vermilion was about to turn wood, revealing its original color.

In the middle of the prayer hall is a huge Buddha, looking at the visitor with a smile on his face. It was holding a string of Buddhist beads in one hand, and the other hand seemed to be tapping a wooden fish, not like the big Buddha she had seen before. She even felt unusually familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

He led her and walked towards the Buddha, and then let go of her hand. She didn't know what he was trying to do, she just stared at him for a moment. I saw him take the two futons in front of him, pat them gently, and then turn around and take her hand, pulling her forward.

"Don't you have anything you want to ask for?" Shen Jing saw her stupid appearance, and wanted to laugh for a while, but in the pure place of Buddhism, he had to become serious, not to mention a big Buddha in front of them, he didn't dare to do anything.

She shook her head at him.

He approached her, blew hot air into her ears, and whispered, "Then you pray that my wish will come true!" ”

There are many people in this temple, and this hall is no exception.

"Little brother, hurry up!"

"Hurry up, someone is urging us in the back!"

He took her by the hand, took her with him, and knelt down with him. He let go of her hand, clasped his hands together, and closed his eyes.

Silently reciting that recent thought in his heart, he only prayed blindly, hoping that it would come true, like an extremely devout believer. After he finished praying, he didn't forget to kowtow a few loudly.

She learned from him, but only in a way.

"Gone!" He was still holding her hand, and she was used to his touch, letting him lead him without feeling, and the two of them headed towards their destination.

Outside the main hall, she raised her eyes to the sky, the sky was light blue, and the smoke was filled, like a light veil, as long as a gust of wind blows, the face under the thin veil will naturally be revealed.

"Do you believe in Buddhism?" She didn't know that this person believed in gods and Buddhas, and she herself had suffered because of it since she was a child, and it was difficult to believe in it after all.

"Maybe." He didn't believe in Buddhism, but now he can't figure out his heart.

If I really do what I want, what can I do if I believe in the Buddha once?

In fact, the Buddha has always been only for those who are destined, and he can get his wish in the end. Hongchen has a long road, when will her return be a head?

There was a knock on the door.

"Please come in."

He Yan followed Shen Jing to the meditation room, and saw a man sitting on the bed, quietly.

"Father, you ······"

A woman happened to push the door in, and the second half of her words were swallowed by her, and the surprise in her eyes was obvious.

Shen Jing turned his head to look at her, the black lines on his forehead, were they a wave that had gone, and a wave had come again?