For several days in a row, Shentu Jingyao kept following the empty side like a fart, inseparable. No matter how much she knows and how smart she is, Zuo is just a five-year-old girl.

"Why didn't Uncle Qi come to pick me up?" On the mountain behind Lingkong Temple, I like to come here to recite scriptures and read history in the blank days, Shentu Jingyao didn't want to stay alone in the room, so she also followed, and muttered a sentence all day long: "Why didn't Uncle Qi come to pick me up?" ”

It's just that she is concentrating on reading, and she is not easy to disturb, so she sits on the stone bench for a while, climbs the stone steps for a while, and counts the leaves and trees with green maple leaves for a while, which is very boring.

"You can come back here in October!" After reading for a long time, he put down the book, he saw that the "fat girl" was bored, so he picked up a maple leaf on the ground and handed it to her: "At that time, the green leaves of the mountains turned red, very beautiful!" ”

"Really, then I'll be here then!" Shentu Jingyao held a maple leaf that the air gave her, and she was very happy.

"But—will you still be there then?" Her eyes lit up as she asked, and she looked at the sky with expectation.

"Yes-" The sky looked at the northwest again, and then lowered his eyes lonely: "If nothing else, I will be with Lingkong for a long time in this life——"

Shentu Jingyao noticed his strangeness, and hurriedly stretched out his fleshy hand and patted him on the shoulder and comforted: "I said that you would go back sooner or later, it's too lonely to be a monk." In comparison, how good the prince is, if you want to marry a few lovely people, you can marry a few, and when the time comes, you can't be lonely! ”

"You girl!" Sora was amused by her, shook his head helplessly, but didn't say anything more.

After the two got along for a few days, the atmosphere became a lot more harmonious, and they would talk to Shen Tu Jingyao for a while from time to time.

Finally, on a rainy day, Qibo returned to Lingkong Temple again, followed by a sedan chair covered with oiled paper and seven or eight Shentu servants on horseback.

"Miss!" Qibo was in a somewhat different state from when he came a few days ago, and he seemed to be sad and depressed, but in the face of Shentu Jingyao, he was still kind and kind: "The old slave is here to take you home!" ”

Shentu Jingyao was very excited, after waiting for so many days to finally be able to go back, she was naturally happy, and even so happy that she forgot what Uncle Qi was doing and why she came back so late.

"Thanks to the little master for taking care of my young lady these days! This is a little bit of the head of the family, I hope the little master will accept it! The Seventh Uncle took out an exquisitely carved wooden box, which contained eight heavy pieces of gold.

In the end, Qibo could only order someone to send it to the abbot, which should be regarded as adding sesame oil money.

"As for Miss's illness, if Master Xuyan replies, please send a message to the little master!" Uncle Qi took advantage of the absence of his young lady to thank him again and ask for this matter.

After cleaning up, Qibo was about to take Shentu Jingyao back.

Hearing the news of going home, Shentu Jingyao was happy, but then somehow there was a trace of amazement, when waiting for the seventh uncle to pack up the clothes, she kept looking at the emptiness, but then saw that he was as usual, without the slightest loss, she was a little annoyed.

"Little monk, will you miss me when I'm gone?" She asked.

I didn't answer.

"I don't care, if you don't say it, I'll just think about it!" Shentu Jingyao deliberately teased him: "I will come again in October!" It's a promise, you must wait for me! ”

Li Kong didn't say "yes", only picked up the umbrella and said: "The little monk sent the donor-" As he spoke, he held up for Shentu Jingyao, and the two of them were like this, one tall and one short, one thin and one fat in the rain.

The road was very short, and soon we arrived at the gate of the temple, and the sedan chair was already waiting.

Both of them were immersed in their own thoughts and did not say much.

Until she was sent into the sedan chair, the rain was heavy, and the sound of the slamming gradually covered the movement of the people, and before the sedan curtain was covered, Shentu Jingyao repeated the shout: "October, I will come, I will definitely come!" ”

He nodded at her, held an umbrella like this, and stood quietly in the rain, watching her go away.

This little chubby girl probably doesn't know what she's doing when she goes back, right? Fantasy: If she knew, would she still be so happy?