"Mr. Fu, when will you arrive?" Shen Zhixin asked.

"It's almost there."

Shen Zhixin looked at the surrounding scenery at this time, and saw a corner of the house on a mountain not far away.

Looking at the architectural style, it is a bit like a temple.

"This can't be a temple, is it?" She asked casually.

"Hmm."

Shen Zhi's heart and body stiffened, and other couples came out, either going out or visiting various interesting places.

Fu Chengjing took her to the temple, what kind of hatred did he have with her, what kind of grudge did he have?

The man opened the car door and got out of the car, and Shen Zhixin also got out of the car, his expression a little embarrassed.

"Don't you think it's quiet and a good place to calm down and think?" The man said.

Shen Zhixin smiled, Fu Chengjing didn't want her to become a monk, right?

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With Fu Chengjing's personality of being extremely cold to everything, he didn't expect him to have research on Buddhism, no wonder she saw a lot of Buddhist classics in his study.

The two walked up the stairs, and Shen Zhixin looked at so many steps with a bitter face.

Fu Chengjing walked in front, always walking faster than him.

Straight man, straight man, are you really embarrassed to let your wife in high heels follow you through the mountains and rivers?

"Oops!" Suddenly, the heel of the high heel slashed, and Shen Zhixin's body was unstable, and he was about to fall backwards.

It's miserable, this step is all made of marble, it seems that she has to fall out of a concussion, either amnesia, or become a vegetative person, Fu Chengjing took care of it for a few months, and after agreeing to give up the treatment agreement, brush and brush, and sign the name.

Shen Zhixin closed his eyes in fear, waiting for the tragic collision.

In the next second, her hand was firmly grasped, and a powerful force took her into her arms, she leaned firmly on his shoulder, and her waist was stabilized by Fu Chengjing.

Surrounded by green water and green mountains, on the steps, the temple is painted and flying, in a piece of greenery, the four eyes are quietly facing each other.

There was a hint of shyness on her delicate little face, and she lowered her eyelids.

"You didn't tell me that you were coming to the temple, I was dressed so casually, and I didn't change into a pair of good shoes."

"Bear with it when you go up the mountain, and when you get to the temple, it's good to change a pair."

There seemed to be apology in his eyes, Shen Zhixin didn't say anything, in fact, his feet didn't hurt so much, even after marrying him, he relied on cars to travel, and he had never walked such a difficult road.

People seem to be getting squeamish little by little.

The two were separated, and Shen Zhixin was inexplicably a little lost in his heart.

However, in front of her appeared a hand, inviting her.

"Hurry up, don't wait for another fall." The man's tone was lukewarm.

She tilted her head, smiled at him without hesitation, and placed her hand in his palm.

Well, Mr. Fu's hands are wide and powerful, and when he is holding him, he feels very secure.

is warm in his heart, although he is sometimes very straight, but because of this, his occasional actions are more warm and sweet.

Aunt Hong said that this kind of treatment is unique to her.

Is that so?

I always felt that the road to the temple was not as long as I thought, and the two occasionally talked a few words.

The surrounding scenery complements her mood, but she didn't expect that as a developed first-tier city, there is such a good place in the suburbs of Nancheng, how did Fu Chengjing find out?

Arriving at the temple, a young monk recognized Fu Chengjing.

"Donor, you are here, please come in, it just so happens that Master is here today, you are here to find his old man, right?"

Fu Chengjing smiled slightly, "Hmm." ”

It seems that this is not the first time Fu Chengjing has come over, and the two walked in together.

The whole temple is not too magnificent, but it is built on the top of a high mountain.

There are not many people, but there is a quiet Zen feeling.

After passing through a long corridor with winding paths, the monk led them to an antique house.

"I'll go in and let you know."

After a while, the monk made a gesture of invitation.

In the room, there was a lingering fragrance that only existed in the important place of Buddhism, and Shen Zhixin followed Fu Chengjing in everything.

I saw an old monk sitting on a simple chair, looking to be in his seventies, although he was thin, his eyes looked very steady, and he smiled kindly at Shen Zhixin.

"Mr. Fu, this is what you want, come and return your wish?"

Wish? What wishes?

Didn't Fu Chengjing say that he brought her here? It turned out that he had something to do with himself.

How could this man be like this?

Fu Chengjing glanced at Shen Zhixin on the side, but smiled silently.

"You two may be seated, and I'll have some tea."

As soon as the old monk said this, the two sat down, and Shen Zhixin looked around curiously, while sipping tea.

I didn't expect Fu Chengjing to study Buddhism so deeply, and the things she discussed with the monks were all knowledge that she didn't understand.

Listening to it, I only felt that it was foggy, no wonder these two people were so speculative.

Many businessmen believe in Buddhism, Nancheng is a coastal city, Fu Chengjing is a highly educated person, do you also believe in these ethereal things?

The two chatted for almost two hours, and Shen Zhixin supported his chin, almost not being tortured to death by drowsiness.

Finally, the discussion between them was over, and she couldn't wait to get up, can she go now?

"Mr. Fu, can the poor monk borrow a step from Miss Shen to talk?" The old monk is humane.

Shen Zhixin showed a pleading expression at Fu Chengjing, it wouldn't be because she was dozing off just now and was seen by the old monk, so she should educate her well.

Everything has to be talked about, and she is not interested in these.

She looked at Fu Chengjing pitifully, but he said without thinking, "Yes." ”

But what can be! Men are big pigs' trotters!

Shen Zhixin was left alone, and the old man looked at her with a smile, and he couldn't help but see that she felt a little hairy in her heart.

"You left me behind, do you have something to say to me?" She asked.

The old man stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Miss Shen, do you remember that you came here?" ”

"Been here? Are you mistaken, I never came here at all. ”

The old man didn't explain anything, but saw through the general expression.

"Miss Shen, there are many times in the world that there is no return for no reason, everything is just a fate, whether it is an unfulfilled wish or an unsolved mystery, God will give an explanation in the dark, cherish this fate."

These words made Shen Zhixin confused, and until she walked out of the meditation room, she still felt that the old monk seemed to mean something.

She was a staunch atheist, and no one else would ever know about her rebirth, and there were probably some things that happened to be a bit like that.

Fu Chengjing stood under a pine tree in the temple and waited for her, looking at the back, she threw away the doubts in her heart and trotted over.

was about to mumble a few words and express his dissatisfaction.

But when he saw a pair of cloth shoes in his hand, everything suddenly melted in his heart, and he forgot what he wanted to say.

"Is this for me?" She asked knowingly.

Fu Chengjing didn't respond, but squatted down in front of her, carefully helped her take off her high heels, and helped her change into cloth shoes.

Shen Zhixin's heart was throbbing, and his gaze fell on his slender and good-looking hands.