Zhao Qingyu was a little sudden, Xia Zimo seemed to coincide with the past, it was the first time they had officially confirmed the relationship between boyfriend and girlfriend.

He was also dressed like this, but his hairstyle was still very dirty at that time.

Xia Zimo also saw her, and smiled more and more handsomely.

It's a pity that Zhao Qingyu's heart can't stop chilling.

She didn't know if it was a coincidence or if Xia Zimo was wearing it like this, or if she had ulterior motives.

If it's the latter...... Zhao Qingyu's eyes turned cold.

"Qing, Zhao Qingyu, what do you want to eat?" Xia Zimo walked over in a few steps and looked down at her, looking in a good mood.

"Huh?" Zhao Qingyu frowned, then reacted, and said lightly, "I've eaten it, you can do it yourself." ”

The smile on Xia Zimo's face did not change, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go buy a bun, you wait for me." ”

Zhao Qingyu didn't speak, and motioned to him with his eyes, "Go and come back quickly."

Xia Zimo turned around and walked towards the nearest steamed bun shop outside the school gate, where there were many people and business was good.

Zhao Qingyu walked slowly towards the bus stop.

Soon, Xia Zimo came over with five buns and two cups of soy milk, he raised the plastic bag, and smiled at Zhao Qingyu with a cold face: "I accidentally bought too much, do you want to eat it?" ”

Zhao Qingyu frowned, she was really a little annoyed: "I said I ate it, what are you doing with this, I will buy it myself if I want to eat it, who is rare for your two buns." ”

For some reason, Xia Zimo's pretended care for her now always made her hate her so much, and she couldn't help but be mean and bitter when she spoke.

Sure enough, Xia Zimo's face changed slightly, he withdrew his hand, smiled hard, and then slowly ate it one bite at a time.

Someone next to them looked at them with strange eyes, as if Zhao Qingyu was a bad girl with an arrogant temper, and Xia Zimo was the poor boy who was bullied.

Coupled with Xia Zimo's excellent appearance, some girls looked at Zhao Qingyu with a hint of jealousy.

I have to say that Xia Zimo's ability to resist pressure has impressed Zhao Qingyu, and he is simply more than a few grades higher than the previous life.

Although Zhao Qingyu disliked and reprimanded him unabashedly in a crowded public place, he didn't look aggrieved or angry.

With a calm expression, he finished eating his two buns, drank the soy milk with elegant movements, put the rest of the things into the backpack behind him, and still had a gentle smile on his face when he spoke to Zhao Qingyu again.

Zhao Qingyu's brows furrowed even tighter.

Xia Zimo seemed to have changed into a different person, she clearly felt it, and she seemed to be a little unable to understand him.

It made her feel very bad.

The sense of crisis suddenly skyrocketed, and she didn't make any other moves, just looked at him quietly, silently.

After a long time, Zhao Qingyu turned his eyes away and looked at the No. 524 bus that was slowly approaching not far away, his eyes lit up slightly.

"Here we are."

There are a lot of people getting on the bus, after all, it is a stop next to the school, and no matter which car passes here, it will be jammed to the brim.

Not to mention that it's still the weekend.

Zhao Qingyu followed the crowd to the inside of the carriage, and only stopped near the door behind the bus, holding on to the railing of the deputy on the side.

There are a lot of rings on the bus, but to stretch your arms not to say, and it is not stable at all, the car will shake as soon as it is opened, plus the bus driver in the provincial capital is more than one Biao, often a sudden brake, and the ring can be thrown out.

So everyone tries to hold on to something fixed, such as an armrest, or someone else's chair back.

There are still many people walking in the back, Zhao Qingyu shrank in as much as possible to make way for others, of course, there is another reason, she doesn't want to have too much "intimate contact" with strangers.

But there are still people who are so "not interesting".

Zhao Qingyu felt that there was a person behind her who was very close to her, she couldn't help but turn her head to look back, it was a strange middle-aged man with a briefcase, and then looked to the side, there was obviously some space behind her.

She realized something at once, and writhed a little unhappily, trying to move away from the man and walk towards the back herself.

The next second, a cold voice sounded beside her: "Please give way, I want to stand with my friend." ”

As soon as the back was loosened, the man glanced at Xia Zimo, left stupidly, and got to the back.

Although Xia Zimo was also standing behind Zhao Qingyu, he deliberately gave up enough space.

Zhao Qingyu didn't want to accept his kindness, but when she saw that the lewd man had already arrived where she wanted to go, she had to stand where she was.

There were many people on the car, but the place where Zhao Qingyu was standing was very comfortable, she knew who helped her, but she was still very depressed in her heart.

Xia Zimo's series of flattering behaviors, she didn't fail to see it, on the one hand, she guessed a certain possibility, but on the other hand, she didn't want to admit it.

She hopes that Xia Zimo is still as ignorant as she was in high school, with one look and one movement, she knows what the other party is thinking, and it is much easier to deal with.

Right now...... She knew that the other party was trying to please herself, but she couldn't guess the reason, and she always felt as if there was some conspiracy waiting for her in the near future.

This feeling is getting stronger and stronger, and she can't study and live a little hard.

Today, she's here to test that possibility.

Xia Zimo looked down at the black back of the head of the person in front of her, and her ponytail would gently sweep around as the carriage swayed.

Her hair was dark, thick, and dense, and occasionally swept to his chin as the car turned, and the slight tingling sensation made him feel refreshed.

The tip of his nose lingered with a familiar breath, this is the person he has lived with for ten years.

His body trembled slightly, and he had to try his best to keep his composure, otherwise, he was afraid that he would not be able to help but say everything.

No, it must not.

Say it, and this life will be over.

He was going to hold her back slowly, slowly.

……

Xia Zimo didn't ask, and Zhao Qingyu didn't take the initiative to say.

The bus passed one stop after another, and the people on the bus went up and down, and then there were fewer and fewer people.

Zhao Qingyu and Xia Zimo also found seats and sat down one after another, and there was an aisle between them.

The station announcement sounded again: [Guifang Temple has arrived, please prepare to get off the bus in advance......]

Zhao Qingyu had been turning her head to look outside, the time was too long, if it wasn't for the station name reported all the way, just looking at the buildings outside, she was really a little unsure.

Before the sound of the radio fell, she got up and stood up, no need to say a word to Xia Zimo, who had been paying attention to Zhao Qingyu's movements, and when she saw her get up, she also stood up.

It seems to be in place. Xia Zimo pondered secretly.

Guifang Temple, this place he had been to Zhao Qingyu a few times before, and he didn't know what he was doing this time.

But...... Thinking that he could meet Zhao Qingyu again in this life, he should indeed go and worship the Buddha.

The two got out of the car and walked in the direction of Guifang Temple one after the other, this is the old city, and on both sides of the road are single-storey low old houses, some tall and some short, mottled and old.

Almost every house has a stall in front of the door, selling some incense, Buddhist beads, peace charms and other things, almost the same.

Occasionally, a few shops sell things that are a little more upscale, all kinds of Buddha statues and jade pendants, but the prices are not cheap.

In addition, there are fortune-telling stalls basically every few steps, shouting at passers-by, "Tell a hexagram".

This street is two or three hundred meters long, and at the end is Guifang Temple, but Zhao Qingyu already feels a little uncomfortable, but it is still within the range she can bear.

Xia Zimo was next to her, and she couldn't help but quietly look at him out of the corner of her eye.

This guy's face seems to be happy, the corners of his mouth are raised high, and he walks step by step, and he seems to be a little eager, and there is no discomfort at all.

Is she the only one who is uncomfortable?

Zhao Qingyu didn't believe it, she suspected that Xia Zimo was pretending.

The further she went, the more uncomfortable she became, and her heart was stuffy for a while, so she could only slow down, pretending to be playing, and occasionally stop to look left and right, as if looking at the gadgets around her.

Xia Zimo was not in a hurry, and even picked and watched with great interest on the side, but unfortunately, whenever he picked up something, Zhao Qingyu immediately raised his feet and left, leaving Xia Zimo and the vendor with a blank eye to look at each other.

This can't be blamed on her, every time Xia Zimo picks up those things, she feels her blood surging, and she just wants to leave quickly.

How did her receptivity degenerate like this......

Zhao Qingyu began to panic, obviously she would be fine if she wore the blood-colored Guanyin in Gu Li before.

The two unconsciously walked to the end of the street, and an inconspicuous vermilion gate lay across the eyes, on which was an even more inconspicuous old plaque, engraved with the words "Guifang Temple".

"Are you feeling unwell?" Xia Zimo finally discovered Zhao Qingyu's abnormality, her face was a little pale and abnormal.

"Nope."

Zhao Qingyu coldly denied that she could still insist.

"Really?"

This time, Zhao Qingyu didn't want to speak, she walked directly towards the ticket office.

"Wait, I'll buy it, you'll wait here!" Xia Zimo stopped her, and then ran quickly to queue up to buy tickets.

It was said that it was a queue to buy tickets, but in fact, there were not many people at all, just three or five, and within a minute, they bought tickets.

Xia Zimo got the ticket and walked quickly all the way to Zhao Qingyu's side, looked at her face cautiously, and still said worriedly: "Are you really okay?" I always felt ......"

"If I say it's okay, it's okay, can you know myself better than I do?" Zhao Qingyu successfully blocked the rest of his words in one sentence.

Xia Zimo, who was choked, didn't say much, and silently gave her a ticket in his hand.

Zhao Qingyu took it unceremoniously, and then stuffed a coin into him, which was regarded as ticket money.

Xia Zimo picked up the dime and was speechless.

Ten dollar tickets, dime coins, well, it's actually fine.

He was a little amused enough to put the dime away and put it in his pocket.

Zhao Qingyu was secretly glad that although she felt uncomfortable from the time she was outside, she really walked in, and this discomfort did not strengthen much, and she could still bear it.

She still carefully observed Xia Zimo's face throughout the whole process, and the other party really didn't seem to have anything wrong, and the lingering joy on her face was extremely dazzling.

"Go to Luohan Hall." Zhao Qingyu gritted her teeth and said, she fought hard.

If this person is really pretending, then entering the Luohan Hall should be able to reveal flaws.

In fact, they had already missed a few temples before, but every time they passed by the door, Zhao Qingyu's heart couldn't help but beat faster, and she didn't dare to enter at will.

Although Xia Zimo didn't understand why Zhao Qingyu came to Guifang Temple and didn't go in to worship the Buddha, he didn't say anything.

Now that he heard that the other party was finally willing to start talking, he was also quite happy at this time: "Well, I just want to go in and worship the Arhat." ”

Worship Arhats, or count Arhats.

The Arhat Hall in Guifang Temple is still very famous, there are five hundred Arhats in it, plus the eighteen Arhats on both sides of the main hall before, a total of fifty-eight Arhats.

I didn't go in to worship just now, and now it's too late to go to the Luohan Hall.

Zhao Qingyu's palms were already sweating a lot, and she didn't know if she could succeed in this bet.

As he got closer and closer to Luohan Hall, Zhao Qingyu became more and more nervous, and even began to regret it, thinking about how to tell Xia Zimo to let him go in alone, and he would wait outside.

When she got closer, she saw at a glance rows of Arhat stone statues of different faces inside the entrance of the side entrance of the Luohan Hall, most of which were very hideous.

Zhao Qingyu suddenly felt a pain in his stomach, and almost lost his feet.

"Qingyu, what's wrong with you?!" Xia Zimo had obviously been paying attention to her all along, and when he saw that her figure trembled slightly, he hurriedly asked.

Zhao Qingyu gritted his teeth and shook his head: "I'm fine, but I accidentally broke my foot just now." ”

As she spoke, she turned her head and smiled stiffly at Xia Zimo: "That's it, let's start worshipping from different directions, you from here, and I from the other side." ”

As soon as you enter the gate of Luohan Hall, there are forks on the left and right sides, and generally men and women start counting from different directions.

Xia Zimo nodded, couldn't help but look at her face, as if she wanted to say something more, but unfortunately Zhao Qingyu had lowered her head and lowered her eyes, looking like she didn't want to speak.

He admonished him again, and sure enough, there was no response from the other side, but he pointed impatiently with his chin and motioned for him to go in quickly.

Xia Zimo was helpless, raised his feet and walked inside, and Zhao Qingyu followed silently.

Zhao Qingyu's movements were very slow, Xia Zimo turned a corner and couldn't see it, so she hurriedly staggered back and ran out with a white face.

An old woman next to her couldn't help but shout: "Don't go back in the girl's temple!" ”

It's a pity that Zhao Qingyu doesn't have time to take care of it at all, and if she takes a few steps forward, she is afraid that she will faint in pain.

From the moment her foot stepped into the Luohan Hall, her stomach had not stopped aching, and she longed to lie on the ground and roll.

The moment she ran out of the Luohan Hall, the pain was reduced a lot, but it was still uncomfortable, so she had to hold her stomach and push it back more than ten meters, and slowly sat down under an osmanthus tree.

When Xia Zimo found out, he saw Zhao Qingyu sitting on the edge of the flower bed under the tree, his face was pale, and even his lips were bloodless.

At this time, he didn't care about the explanation he got after worshipping Arhat just now, and hurriedly walked up to Zhao Qingyu, and said anxiously: "What's wrong with you?" The face seems to be getting more and more ugly? We'll go out now and go to the hospital......"

"No, no, yes." Zhao Qingyu shook his head and said word by word, "I'm just ...... That's coming. ”

Almost instantly, Xia Zimo immediately understood, and he blurted out in surprise: "But you didn't hurt before!" ”

Zhao Qingyu suddenly raised his head and glared at him fiercely: "You ......"

Xia Zimo suddenly sobered up, realized that the relationship between the two was not so close now, and hurriedly explained: "No, no, I haven't seen you in high school before...... Ahem, ...... like this."