At the back of the whole temple, there is an ancient building with glazed tiles, red walls, and single eaves and corners, which looks chic and rigorous, simple and elegant, just like a pearl inlaid in the verdant jungle.

The surrounding soil of the Tibetan scripture pavilion is thick and deep, warm and moist, and there are precious trees such as Hunan linden, Du Ying, and fragrant tree, and the most amazing thing is that the cash tree that grows next to the stream on the slope in front of the hall, the same root grows, and the three strange trees of the branch.

When Meng Xiang ran to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion, he found that there was a person standing in front of the door, there are usually few people here, and there are also rules in the crew that they are not allowed to enter this area.

The man was facing the Scripture Pavilion, wearing a gray woolen coat and a pair of brown casual leather shoes, about 1.78 meters tall, and he was looking up at something.

"You are?" Meng Xiang asked first.

"I know you're coming." This person heard Meng Xiang's question, and slowly turned around.

The moment he turned to face Meng Xiang, Meng Xiang exclaimed in surprise: "That day! ”

"What? Isn't it a surprise, old classmate. "I walked over to Meng Xiang that day.

"I've already read the script and know you're a screenwriter, but I didn't expect you to come in person."

"It's not surprising that the screenwriter is on the set, and that's my job."

"Then why didn't you attend the boot ceremony?" Meng Xiang asked.

"I went to see Mr. Deng, so I came late." It was easy to answer that day.

"Deng Xiaoxiao?" Meng Xiang asked suspiciously.

"yes, that's her."

That day, he stopped in front of Meng Xiang and said lightly: "I am also a contracted screenwriter of Galaxy Rain Film and Television Company now, and I may also be a director in the future." This film is what I asked you to direct. ”

"Then I have to thank you for the lift." Meng Xiang replied: "Since you have decided to direct the film in the future, why don't you go into battle to direct this drama yourself this time?" Pull me over temporarily, aren't you afraid of being led into a bad movie by me? ”

"I am absolutely reassured of you, even if you are not for me, I will think about your reputation."

After a pause that day, he continued: "I know you still resent me for Bo Xianyi's departure, but back then, ......"

"I don't hold a grudge against you." Meng Xiang interrupted him and said, "Let it pass, it's been so many years." ”

"If you still can't let her go, I can help you get her back." Said that day.

"I've already said it, let it pass, and if you're really good for me, don't mention it again."

Meng Xiang was obviously a little annoyed, and he turned his face away after speaking.

Both of them quieted down and stood in front of the Scripture Pavilion without saying anything.

After a long time, Meng Xiang spoke: "Why did you appear here in the Hidden Scripture Pavilion?" ”

"It's Mr. Deng who asked me to wait for you here." Said seriously that day.

"Mr. Deng?" Meng Xiang asked puzzledly, "How did she know that I wanted to be here." ”

"I don't know about this, she said that you will definitely come here, and she also asked me to tell you, be careful of Liu Chuan, he will be bad for you."

"I haven't met Deng Xiaoxiao, why did she tell me this?"

"I don't know this very well, but one thing you have to understand is that the reason why Liu Chuan is targeting you is because you are different from others, and your differences are becoming more and more obvious." Meng Xiang was a little closer that day.

"What's the difference? You're talking about me like an alien. Meng Xiang teased angrily.

"Don't you feel something is wrong these days?" Asked tentatively that day.

"Something is wrong?"

The question that day reminded Meng Xiang of the white shadows that had appeared one after another in the past few days, and it reminded him of his amazing speed when he was on the rooftop and the main hall, but he still pretended to say, "What's wrong, you're thinking too much." ”

"Okay, even if I think too much, I think you better ask the Hollow Master."

"How do you know the Master of the Hollow?" Meng Xiang asked in surprise, "After I left here at the age of fourteen, I didn't mention Tiantuo Temple to anyone. ”

"Liu Chuan knows, right? Mr. Deng also knows, right? As for how I know, I'll tell you later. You keep waiting, I'll go sleep first, ah, I'm sleepy. ”

Yawned that day and walked to the front yard.

Meng Xiang looked at this back, feeling both familiar and unfamiliar.

Eight years ago, Meng Xiang graduated from film school, and it was also the year he lost Bo Xianyi and cut off contact with that day.

Bo Xiangyi is a gentle girl, she is as beautiful and charming as the legendary fairy: long black hair like a waterfall, a clean and flowing white dress, walking through the campus, I don't know how many boys fell for her, Meng Xianghe that day was no exception.

Bo Xiangyi finally chose Meng Xiang, because when everyone sent her flowers, mobile phones, and clothes, Meng Xiang gave her a box of her favorite fish balls, in which a few words were simply written with cream: I hope you will always be happy. Bo Xiangyi felt that Meng Xiang would make her feel at ease and down-to-earth, and also give her true happiness.

In fact, Meng Xiang also did it, it was two years of happiness, and the two once became the most eye-catching couple in the film school.

They don't have a BMW, but they have the joy of a bike.

On weekends they go to the moat together, on holidays they go to the suburbs to climb the mountains, while everyone else is eating steak in a high-end Western restaurant, Meng Xiang takes her to a very quiet, extremely difficult to find small street to eat pasta.

Meng Xiang always brought surprise and freshness to Bo Xiangyi, he didn't have too many rhetoric, nor did he make a vigorous courtship, but they hadn't quarreled once in the past two years.

Meng Xiang shared every moment of his happiness with his best friend --- that day.

That day was a witness to the love between him and Bo Xianyi, and he told them all their stories one by one.

Every time, I always listened quietly that day, and then smiled faintly and said, "I really envy you." ”

This seemingly beautiful everything was shattered on the day of graduation and parting.

When Meng Xiang ran to the train station full of hope, ready to step on the train with his beloved girlfriend and wander the world with her, he saw a scene that almost broke down: he and Bo Xiangyi hugged and kissed on the platform that day.

Meng Xiang looked stupid, he thought back to the past, and it felt like a myth, so real and so false.

He suppressed the anger in his heart, but he still didn't suppress it after all.

He rushed over and knocked that day to the ground with a punch, almost frantically grabbing Bo Shanyi and asking, "Why?" Why? Why exactly? ”

Bo Xianyi slapped him hard, left a moment to say, "Because I never loved you" and hurriedly boarded the train heading south.

Since then, Meng Xiang has lost two people he feels is the closest to him.

He began to work non-stop, shuttling through the major crews, from executive director, assistant director, assistant director, step by step to the director's position, only in this way will he not reminisce, and his heart will not hurt.

It wasn't until many years later that he received a letter from that day, in which he only wrote briefly: "Please believe that she has not betrayed you, and she has always loved you in her heart, and I am only helping her to get you away from her." I'm sorry you've endured so much pain over the years.

Thinking of this, Meng Xiang was already in tears, although he was now meditating and participating in meditation in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he still couldn't stop remembering the past in his mind.

"Amitabha, no heart, long time no see." A loud cry pulled Meng Xiang back from his memory, and he opened his eyes to see an old monk in a robe standing in front of him.

"Master of the Hollow!" Meng Xiang immediately sobered up, he stood up and bowed: "Master, the apprentice has come back to see you." ”

The Hollow Master hurriedly helped him up, looked at Meng Xiang with some excitement and said, "I didn't expect you to grow so big, 16 years in the snap of your fingers." Let's go to the darkroom in the back and talk in detail. ”

After the hollow master finished speaking, he led Meng Xiang to a bookshelf, took a copy gently, and the entire bookshelf opened a crack, and the two of them entered one after the other.

In the west of the darkroom, there is a white jade sitting lotus Guanyin more than one meter high, and the Bodhisattva holds a net bottle, pinching flowers and laughing.

The incense lamp in front of the Buddha statue was dim, burning silently, and there was no slightest throbbing because someone entered.

Sandalwood rose up, covering the Bodhisattva's smiling face, and the whole darkroom was filled with the aroma of smoke.

On the south side of the darkroom, there was a large tea table made of golden camphor wood, and the two sat down in front of the tea table.

The hollow master helped Meng Xiang make a pot of Pu'er, poured a cup for each, and the water vapor rose with the fragrance of tea, and through the candlelight jumping on the candlestick in the corner of the tea table, if the clouds were steaming.

"The disciple took the liberty to break in, and I hope the master will forgive." Meng Xiang explained: "I haven't been back to the monastery for many years, so I came in early to meditate for a while. ”

"It's already three o'clock in the morning, so I'm going out to see you." Said the Master of Hollow.

"Oh, I didn't even pay attention to the time." Meng Xiang rubbed his head embarrassedly.

Master Hollow took a sip of tea and asked, "You came to be a teacher this time, what do you need me to do?" ”

"Alas," Meng Xiang sighed and said, "There are always weird things happening in filming recently, and I often see a white shadow suddenly appear in front of me, and then disappear quickly. is always in a lot of trouble when filming, and I almost killed someone yesterday. So, I want to ask the master to help me see what is going on, whether I have fallen into an evil spirit. ”

Meng Xiang expressed the doubts in his heart.

After hearing this, the Hollow Master sighed and said, "It's still here that should come." ”

"What do you mean?" Meng Xiang asked.

"After all, the grievances of the elders must be counted on the next generation. Amitabha, good, good. ”

The Hollow Master stood up and walked over to the statue of Guanyin and bowed.

Meng Xiang also stood up, walked to the statue of Guanyin and paid homage and said, "Seniors? Does it have something to do with my father? ”

"It's not just about your father, it's about your mother."

The Hollow Master looked back at Meng Xiang and said, "You were still young when you first arrived at the temple, so I didn't tell you about these things. Later, when you left the monastery, I thought that you might not choose to do film and television in this life, and maybe you would find another career, so I was ready to keep this secret in my heart forever and never mention it to you again. I didn't expect you to embark on this path after all. ”

The more Meng Xiang listened, the more puzzled he became, and he asked, "What does this have to do with my film and television industry?" ”

"Alas, that's a long way off." The Hollow Master let out a long sigh and turned to look at Guanyin Bodhisattva, the flame of the oil lamp in front of the Bodhisattva seemed to be burning even brighter.

In this old-fashioned darkroom Buddha hall, the hollow master told all the reasons.