Xue Huai looked at her intently: "No." ”

Yue Tang smiled: "Monks don't speak. ”

Xue Huai still stared at her seriously: "It's really not. ”

Yue Tang didn't care, and his voice was a little faint: "Master, are you deceiving someone for the first time?" There's no skill at all. She gently raised her hand at him, "You come here, I have a last word." ”

Xue Huai frowned and said, "Don't talk nonsense", approached her, and finally held her hand under her strong gesture that she would not let it go, and was squeezed by her.

But this ruthlessness and lack of strength made Xue Huai feel like he had been twisted by something somewhere in his heart, and he felt a little sour.

Xue Huai half-squatted in front of Yue Tang's bed, and Yue Tang's head leaned up, gently snuggling on his shoulders and arms.

Xue Huai subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but the hand she was holding was squeezed by Yue Tang, and her body didn't move, and because she said lightly: "Master, I'm all dying people, can't I rely on my Buddha to find a good place?" ”

He stopped moving, but he still insisted on the phrase: "Don't talk nonsense." ”

Yue Tang held his hand and smiled softly: "The master smells very good, what kind of fragrance is it?" It doesn't seem to smell like sandalwood in the temple......"

Xue Huai: "Outside my residence in the temple, there are begonias. When the flowers bloom, they will pick some flowers and fruits and soak them in the commonly used reservoir, and they will take some to use when they are pulping clothes, and over time, there will be a slight aroma of begonias on the clothes. ”

"Begonia ......" Yue Tang smiled, "My mother said that I was born when the begonias bloomed, and she liked them very much, so she gave me this name...... Master, we are really destined. ”

Xue Huai didn't refute, and looked at her with a worried look between her eyebrows.

Yue Tang was unconscious, and continued: "After I die, is it okay to bury me under the begonia tree in front of your residence? The temple is not allowed to bury women? ”

Xue Huai's eyes showed a little surprise, and after enduring it, he couldn't help but ask, "Why...... To be buried under the begonia tree in front of my dwelling? ”

Yue Tang closed his eyes and smiled, his head was closer to him, and sighed softly: "Don't panic, master, this is not what I mean by liking you, I just ......" seemed to be thinking of a reason, and seemed to be resting because he was talking too much, and said after a while, "The killing is too heavy, I want to bury it closer to the master, so that I won't be caught by the bull head and horse noodles after death, and fried and roasted......" After saying that, he was afraid that Xue Huai would refute, and then advised, "Master, don't bury me near the Buddha statue, I have done too many bad things, I don't dare to get too close to the Buddha, just." …… It's good to be like this......"

Only...... Is it good......

Xue Huai looked at her arm, where her hair hung and snaked on his sleeve, like a babbling river, flowing, winding, and running silently.

"Don't let them take me back to Beijing." Yue Tang's tone was solemn, "I don't want to be buried in the cold garden of the Yue family's ancestral tomb. She shook his hand vigorously, "Master, even if you burn me to ashes and sprinkle it at will, don't let them take me back to Beijing." ”

Xue Huai's eyebrows were already painful, and he held her hand to meet her gaze, and said seriously: "I promise you." ”

He had been sitting on the edge of the bed for more than two hours waiting for Chang to return, and he was almost in despair.

Yue Tang seemed to be relieved, smiled at him gently, and said jokingly: "Master, I haven't said I like it to the man I like, can I ...... Can you tell you that you just told him? ”

Yue Tang felt the hand being held slightly tight, and listened to Xue Huai say, "You...... Who is that person, you can tell me and I will help you relay ......"

Yue Tang's gaze lingered on Xue Huai's eyebrows, from the handsome eyebrows to the deep eyes, to the high nose bridge and slightly pursed lips, and finally looked into his eyes, and said softly: "I won't let him know." I'm going to die, so why bother him? It's good for the master to pretend with me......"

Xue Huai lowered his eyes, only to feel as if heavy snow had suddenly fallen in his heart, and the sky was silent and silent.

This snow, it seems, will not end.