The girl came again, this time dressed in plain green, like this spring, and carrying a basket full of snacks.

She had a plain face, light makeup, and no jewelry, and I only saw her pierced ears because she didn't have earrings.

The funny scene is that she walks to the left, and the rebellion is also to the left. Contrary to the right side, she is also blocked on the right. Left and right, right and right, circle after circle, he was always stopped from going.

The girl said domineeringly: "Brother, you have to taste the pastries I made, it took a lot of attention, I am not here to offer to the Buddha, I am here to give it to my brother." ”

He waved his hand: "Don't be entangled, I'm just a monk, I have no relatives and no reason." ”

The girl pursed her mouth: "Hmph, okay, you, the six relatives don't recognize it?!" Then he began to pinch him.

I was funny, so I secretly covered my mouth and smiled, and then I heard another person laughing generously.

It turned out to be Senior Brother Fuyi. I have to admit that he is indeed a monk who cares about everything, and he is quite envious, because it is not easy to come according to his heart.

These two monks taught me a lesson.

I think I've come to the right temple.

A smile flashed on her face inadvertently, and the little girl was even happier: "Laughed, laughed, finally laughed." She took out a peach cake and stuffed it into the mouth of the rebellious senior brother, "Brother, is it delicious?" ”

She took a bite of her brother, and her heart began to waver, and he tasted the peach cake carefully, and couldn't help but exclaim: "It's delicious." ”

The little girl said proudly: "Monk, aren't you unrelated and unreasonable?" ”

Hurriedly clasped his hands together: "Thank you, thank you, thank you female donor." ”

Suddenly, his expression suddenly changed: "How do we make peach cakes in our family, it's good to have rations." He suddenly went crazy and held her: "Tell me, honestly, what are you doing?" ”

She hurriedly put down the basket: "I have something to do, so I'll leave." ”

If you want to cover up the things that can't be hidden, the better you hide, the more mistakes will be, not when she hurriedly trotted away, the red rope on her feet was dazzling.

He stepped forward and dragged her and asked, "You are a prostitute, how can you be a prostitute, you are a prostitute, what is the point of me going up the mountain to be a monk?!"

She burst into tears: "Yes, there's no point, come back." ”

He also cried: "Why, what happened? ”

Heaven loves nothing more than to destroy with your own hands what you are trying to maintain. And then let you prove that you are a joke and leave a complete laughing stock.

He said, "Wash it clean, there is no room for filth in this temple, and the spices you apply are too pungent." ”

Filth, what is filth? At that moment, she didn't cry, but was very calm: "Brother, this is not my choice. Do you think I'm dirty? ”

He realized that he had said the wrong thing, he patted his head, his crying face wrinkled together, and he had no image: "No, I mean that the rule in the temple is that you can't apply spices, not anything else, don't think about it." ”

Recently, it has rained for many days, and the surroundings are wet, and I feel that this year's harvest is promising. It's good, because if the harvest is not good, I don't know how many such families will appear, and they will be completely shattered.

The girl's basket was placed on the ground, and I looked at the flattering senior brother's eyes always staring at the basket, and I felt distressed. I feel that this is really an enthusiastic monk.

I asked, "Senior Brother Fuyi, you are also quite moved by this scene." ”

He nodded: "Oh, yes, that basket is a pity, no matter, I don't hide, the pastries soaked in water are not delicious." Then he hurried to the basket, and shouted to them, "You are really a tyrannical thing!"

When he dared to come to my side, he smiled and wiped his tears: "Oh, why is this rain splashing on my face?" ”

I smiled and agreed, "yes, I was just the same." ”

The rain curtains on the tiles of this temple are sloping, and their voices are very small and difficult to hear most of the time, but our mood is like this rain.

It's a good fit.

He asked, "What happened after I was gone that I didn't know?" ”

She said: "My father suddenly fell ill, and in order to cure the disease, he had to sell me. ”

I was anxious to hear this, so I went back to my place where I was staying.

I closed the door and began to take off my coat, and when I untied the strap and was about to hang it up to dry, this time it was good, I saw Lu Juan squirting a sip of hot tea.

I was speechless: "What do you mean, I didn't take off my clothes, but I untied my clothes." ”

He coughed lightly, then wiped the water from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve steadily, and smiled: "Yes, you didn't take it off, and besides, you don't mind a girl, how can I mind." ”

I pointed at him and sighed: "You go out quickly, I am a monk, you are very rude like this, and it will bring me public opinion." ”

Who knew that he suddenly raised his orchid fingers, pinched his throat and said: "The little nun is twenty-eight years old, and she has cut off her hair in her youth, I am the female Jiao'e, how can I be this man." Then he retracted his momentum and flicked my head: "Little nun, don't think about it." ”

I froze, "You're really going too far." ”

He showed eight teeth: "I'll come back to meet you, didn't I say it, I'm messing up and messing around." ”

I nodded in approval: "What's more, you still went to the house, you got the tiles, you still fought and extinguished." ”

He stretched out his index finger and shook it from side to side: "How can it be all shortcomings, I obviously saved people, calmed things, came up with ideas, and cooked." ”

I couldn't help but start laughing.

He touched his chin: "Yes, it can amuse people." ”

I fell silent and dragged the table to look back at him.

His eyes were gentle: "Take a hot bath for a while, soak your feet, then change into clean clothes, drink some hot water, sleep well, and I'll pick you up tomorrow morning." ”

I shook my head and said firmly, "No, I didn't find the answer." Then he held back a sentence: "Lu Ju, I don't want to cultivate immortals." ”

His eyes changed suddenly, and I panicked: "This is your answer?" Then he pushed open the door and left, leaving one last sentence: "It's been in vain that we've spent so much time with you." ”

I closed the doors and windows, took off my wet clothes, wiped my wet hair with a dry towel, and wrapped the quilt tightly.

It's dark, in the dark, everything is dark, but fortunately, the quilt is still warm, and I feel at least comfortable.

I thought maybe I wasn't Hades, but Hades was a fox's dream, but I took it seriously. Maybe I'm not a fox, but Hades had a nightmare.

Maybe everything at the moment is a dream within a dream, and when I wake up, I'm still very happy, but it's just a nightmare, and if I don't really do it, I won't be in pain. Because it's fake.

Lu Ju's eyes flickered in front of my eyes, gentle, indifferent, joyful, sad, love, hate.

My heart is in turmoil, I can't sleep.

When I got up to pour the tea, I was shocked to find a person standing outside the house, even though I was a demon, I was still scared in my heart.

I sat on a stool and drank water without forgetting to stare closely at the shadow, and the lit candle flame helped me warn the people outside the house: I woke up, I already know your plot, and you still don't run?

The figure moved, and I smiled proudly: Hehe, I don't kill the snake, and it's a good thing that the snake ran away.

The room is either not illuminated, or the shadows of the utensils. There was still the sound of rain and wind outside, and I couldn't do it.

He and I were testing who could hold their breath the most, and suddenly there was a purple shadow next to my seat, and I looked out of the house in a trance, and the outside of the house was clean.

Lu Juan took the teapot in my hand: "Drinking herbal tea in the middle of the night, it's not summer, what fire are you defeating?" ”

I shut my mouth and said nothing.

He asked, "What if you drink it and your stomach hurts?" ”

I shut up and didn't say anything, I can't let him know that I'm coming to Kwai Shui, probably because of the cold weather.

He waved his hand to conjure up a hot stove, turned on the hot water, and then placed the stove on my belly.

I asked, "How do you know?" ”

"Yesterday there was blood on the back of your clothes." He said.

I hugged the stove with mixed feelings.

The gurgling steaming tea stove boiled: "Make do, overnight tea will be overnight, at least hot." He lifted the teapot and spilled the water in my cup and replaced it with a new one.

I picked up my teacup and didn't dare look up.

"How can I rest assured, you look like this, you never know how to love yourself." He was a little angry.

"I ......," I explained.

He said, "Shut up, adults talk, children don't interject." ”

I froze: "But I'm an adult." ”

He asked, "Yes, I almost believed it." ”

"Hey, can you please not just know how to fill in as soon as you speak! I'm annoyed here, it's like I'm dying, and you're pouring poison on me. I retorted.

He took a sip of tea and enjoyed it: "Oh, this tea is so good, it seems that I am really thirsty, you taste it quickly, don't let it cool and waste me a lot of pain." ”

The lit candle was running out, and I got up to get another one.

When I turned around, the guy was gone, and he didn't say hello.

There is a poem left on the table, which is Li Shangyin's "Night Rain Sends North".

I blushed and was sad.

I crossed the gap of time with him, I don't know if those words can be repeated, and I don't know if the new answers are meaningful.

The kung fu of saying the text and interpreting the words is really good, because if you care too much, you will be entangled, and you are especially afraid of misinterpreting its original meaning.

Hazy feelings, vague words, and not bold enough expressions are doomed.

I hope I am, but I can't believe that I am, I still choose my advice: learn to stab yourself a few times in everything, don't dare to report too much hope, you won't be disappointed, despair first, and there will always be hope.

I was afraid of losing, so I chose to avoid it. I have lost the courage to be bold and enthusiastic enough back then, and I can only cringe in the face of feelings.

I put the paper away, folded it carefully, prepared to treasure it, shook my head and sighed bitterly and threw it into the furnace and reduced it to ashes.

Lu Juan, I'm afraid that you won't return, so I'll despair first, and when that day has a result, I won't be too painful, so it took me enough time to face it, and if it's a different result, then I'm only happy.

My face hurt from the smoke of the stove, because I had been standing there stupidly for a long, long time.