August.

The corners of the temple, which had been renovated ten years ago, are now covered with dense moss, and some of the reddish-brown soil has fallen off.

In front of the temple altar, a plane tree is in full bloom.

The bird of heaven is not a bird. I didn't see a phoenix, but now there are many birds in the trees.

At this time, on the market day, there are more people than usual to offer incense, but not too much.

Most of them are places where believers and rich and wealthy people come. Most of them are begging for peace, health and longevity, a full house of children and grandchildren, or marriage.

Shen Chuming took Su Yu to bypass the noisy places and go directly to the temple to offer incense.

The incense in the temple is not very prosperous, and there is only a two-person high Guanyin Buddha statue left over from the Qing Dynasty, and there are only sporadic gold lacquer left.

After the incense, Su Yu was under the plane tree, looking at the lush sycamore trees that broke through the wall, waiting for Shen Chuming and the abbot to finish talking.

"Lord Shen."

When the abbot saw Shen Chuming, he came over and greeted him: "It's rare to have a fate, goodbye to the donor." ”

The abbot is a master of Yuandu, with Buddhist beads hanging around his neck, a white beard, about seventy years old, and remembers that the last time Shen Chuming came was a year ago.

But Shen Chuming's appearance is outstanding, and his speech and demeanor are different from those of other pilgrims, so that he can still remember it after a year.

"Master of Death."

Shen Chuming also responded politely, his eyebrows and eyes were smiling, and he looked out: "It's just empty, bring a child over to make incense." ”

There is also a pampering that can't be concealed in the tone.

The abbot of Yuan Death watched a lot of passers-by every day, Shen Chuming's tone and demeanor when he spoke, and his eyebrows were a little happy, and he couldn't help but be moved: "Lord Shen's good things are coming?" ”

As he looked, there was a little girl outside, about fifteen, with a pretty face and a good foundation.

Even though he has read countless people, he really hasn't seen a few girls who can look so standard.

No wonder.

Shen Chuming smiled, his fingertips grinded quietly, and his eyes sparkling when he looked outside, half-restrained and half-released, as if he was proud of the spring breeze, but restrained: "Probably ......"

Probably.

However, it shouldn't be too far away.

The abbot of Yuan Death smiled, and there were a few more folds on his wrinkled face: "As long as you are in love and consensual, age is not a problem, I hope that Lord Shen will embrace the beauty as soon as possible." ”

Shen Chuming's eyes sank slightly, and then it became clear: "Then borrow the master's auspicious words." ”

I wondered in my heart, age ......

The little girl refused to agree to him, could it be because of age?

After all, his age is there, twenty-five is not too big or small, but compared to the age of the little girl Hua'er, he ......

Shen Sanye, who has experienced a lot of ups and downs and is not afraid of anything, is not very confident in himself for the first time.

Or because of age.

When I came out this morning, it was overcast, and it rained after a while, and it tended to increase.

Su Yu waited for a while, wanting to find a place to hide from the rain, and saw Shen Chuming come out.

He has an outstanding appearance, clear eyebrows, and a three-point smile under his inky eyes. The whole person is a walking hanger, perfectly proportioned, slender and approaching in a few steps.

"I'll keep you waiting for a long time, I'll take you to the back to rest."

Shen Chuming pinched her ears, put the little girl's cold hand in his pocket, and held it: "It's cold, put it inside to be warmer." ”

There is a reason to take advantage of it.

Su Yu was held by him, and she was about to struggle, but she did warm up a lot, so she gave up.

The two walked to the backyard, and his fingertips wrapped around her fingers to play, rubbing slowly, or unintentionally entangled, and she broke free and was clenched tighter.

In the end, somehow, it was interlocked with her ten fingers.