I don't know how long I slept in the dark, and there was a gentle knock on the small door.

"Miss Gao is me."

The crisp voice instantly sobered up Miss Gao.

She ran like crazy and opened the door with a clatter.

The little monk's figure was a little shaky, the corners of his mouth were still bruised, his face was pale, and the corners of his lips were chapped.

Miss Gao's heart ached violently, and Qing Dai also felt the strange pain.

It was a tearing pain that Qing Dai had never experienced.

Miss Gao rushed over and grabbed the little monk's hand, "Are they going to make trouble?" I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. ”

The little monk's eyes were still very clean, and he smiled dismally.

"Miss Gao's life is very good, and a no-nonsense dispute will only disturb your ......"

Miss Gao interrupted him directly by holding her head and screaming, and she raised her head to meet the clean eyes with red eyes.

"I can't pull you into this world, but please don't deny me either!"

The little monk smiled, as if the pain on his body didn't matter, everything was so indifferent.

"But it's not bitter, it's not a person in the world, and the reason why I understand it is because of you, Miss."

"You showed me this world."

"So, stay here."

Qing Dai gently read his name, not bitter, not bitter, bear the suffering for the world, but there is such a name.

Isn't it really bitter?

Why did it develop into what it is now, he didn't even complain about Miss Gao, it seems that this is just what he should bear.

Qing Dai's heart is sour, this dull and slow pain is the most abrasive, and the slowly flowing bitter water gently penetrates into the bone marrow, stinging people's hearts.

Miss Gao raised her head suddenly, "Little monk, let's run away together, get out of here, and change our names." ”

As she spoke, she reached out and took the hand that was not bitter.

But he gently brushed it off.

"Amitabha, if you don't suffer, you don't suffer, take refuge in Buddhism and follow you forever in this life, and you were born to guard the world and my Buddha."

"Miss Gao, you and I have no chance, we have met once, and I will pray for you if you are not bitter, and I wish you no worries in this life."

Qingdai looked at the bead flower lying quietly in the hand of the tall girl, and didn't know what other stories there were.

The tips of her fingers trembled uncontrollably, and tears blurred her vision, ticking and falling into the palm of her hand.

He slowly bowed his hands, and the sound of staggering footsteps gradually walked away.

Miss Gao sat down on the ground and began to cry.

"He only recognizes his Buddha! Ahhh ”

Miss Gao stretched out her hand and grabbed the bead flower fiercely in the palm of her hand, grinding the fine skin and flesh painfully.

She said to herself as if she was hysterical, "You love the world, you love your Buddha, and you only exclude me." ”

"Why, why ......"

The screen turns.

All around is overwhelmingly white.

Qing Dai's heart tightened, and she looked at her body, dressed in filial piety clothes.

She raised her head and looked at the tablet, her eyelids were heavy, as if she had been crying for a long time, and even her voice had become hoarse.

"Mother, I obviously lived according to your requirements, why didn't it end well?"

"You and Dad have left me, what should I do?"

"Three years of filial piety, heh, the good husband you found for me has just come to quit."

Miss Gao knelt in the wind in a depressed and thin manner, in this kind of snowy weather, the courtyard was even more deserted, and even the white banner was motionless as if it had been frozen and forgot to shake.

The yellow paper money burned slowly in the basin.

There was not even a person to come to mourn, Gao Zhuang was a good man before his death, not only enthusiastic, as long as someone has something, he will help without saying a word.

As for how they had an accident, Qing Dai did not find it from Miss Gao's memory.

At this time, there was a soft sound of footsteps outside the door.

In the heavy snow came a man wearing a hat, and the color of the snow concealed the indigo blue of the corners of his clothes.

Miss Gao stared at the familiar and unfamiliar face from a distance.

Her eyes were souring again, but she was clearly unable to shed tears.

This should be a memory a few years later, the face that is not bitter has faded away from the green, and it is even more full of natural coldness.

It's even colder than this winter snow.

"Miss Gao, when you hear the sad news, don't come to spend time for the second elder."

Miss Gao was already very restrained herself, she trembled her hands and bowed slowly.

The so-called liturgical dogma, the so-called ethical norms.

Restricting everything, at least that's all that Miss Gao has.

"Thank you, little master."

Not only was Qingdai stunned, but she was also slowly stunned when she heard the words.

It turns out that he is no longer your little monk, Qingdai couldn't help but smile bitterly.

He bowed deeply to the two parallel tablets, and then pinched a string of Buddhist beads, knelt in front of him, closed his eyes and began to recite the scriptures.

Three full days of scriptures.

He didn't eat or drink, he knelt here without moving, and when he got up, his face was pale.

Miss Gao's sight did not leave the body of no bitterness, she has indeed grown up, learned restraint, understood a lot, and faded away from the lawless liveliness of the past.

Calmly handle the rest.

But who knew that such a peaceful three days would cause trouble for Miss Gao.

The people of Gaojiazhuang all stood in front of Miss Gao's house with tools, sticks and hoes.

yelling to kick her out of Gaojiazhuang.

"Father and Mother's Plague! Get out! ”

"On the day of the wake, it actually attracted monks to mess around, this is to be retributed."

"Heaven's retribution! It's time to be struck by lightning! ”

The noisy sound kept coming in from outside the thin door, and the high girl looked at the frowning Bu bitter in a panic, for fear that he would receive any more harm.

But the sound outside did not stop, and even kept coming in louder and louder.

"Shameless!"

"You don't know that this monk was the year before last who lay her down in a girlish way for a few months."

"Get out of the ...... Gaojiazhuang"

Miss Gao trembled when she heard this, gritted her teeth tightly and couldn't say a word.

"Get rid of distractions and think clearly about what you should do now, Xiyan, you can't collapse."

Miss Gao turned around stiffly, looking at Bu Ku in disbelief, this was the first time he had called his name.

Even Qing Dai was a little surprised, no one had ever called Miss Gao's name once in such a long memory fragment.

Gao Xiyan, she came to this world with love, and her parents must love her very much, so they will leave such a beautiful name for her.

When Gao Xiyan heard him call his name, he instantly felt like he was woken up, and he rushed over directly and opened the door fiercely.

Everyone thought that she didn't dare to open the door, but when they saw her face, they were a little stunned for a moment.

Only to hear her sneering and mocking voice sound.

"Second uncle, it turns out that you are also here, and all of you who are related to us, are you going to condole? Why are you standing here? ”