The plane slowly descended, ready to land at the largest airport in the south.

I slowly opened my eyes, trying to get a glimpse of what was out the window. When I opened the visor, I saw a forest and fields, and some rivers next to it...... Further on, there are increasingly dense urban agglomerations, from the rural-urban interface to the high-rise buildings......

In the evening, the lights come on.

The criss-crossing streets, like cobwebs, were right under my nose – suddenly giving me an inexplicable sense of familiarity. The bottle in his arms contained the powder of four people. I whispered: "When we get home, let's go back."

The moist corners of the eyes seem to be able to accommodate the autumn wind.

From those crowds, I saw the bustling past, and I also saw who I used to be and how I used to feel...... Everything is still the same, but it is not as good as the old.

I remember, before getting on the plane, I opened the vial that Chief Anri had given me, swallowed some, and poured the rest into the urn - they were also poisoned and needed this antidote.

Dragging that little suitcase, I walked out of the airport.

There are still more than 100 kilometers from the airport to our city. It seemed to be raining a little bit in the sky, and I thought that by the time the rain stopped, I would probably be home too.

I stood in front of the taxis, but I never wanted to get in the car — I didn't know why, I didn't want to get in.

A taxi driver in front of him poked his head out and shouted.

I just came to my senses.

He opened the car door and politely asked where I was going.

I sat down and thought for a while before I said to him, "You drive slowly, I'll think about it again and see where I'm going......"

The car pulled out of the airport and onto the familiar highway.

"Is there a temple around here?" I asked suddenly.

"Nearby? Lots of temples...... Which do you mean? The driver replied.

"It's like a nunnery, it's famous...... The host there is called Venerable Hui Qing. I replied.

"Master Huiqing?" The driver frowned.

"yes...... A wise and beautiful host. I looked out the window.

"Is it called Lotus Temple? I was there with a guest in the car before, and I heard her say what kind of hostess she was, I don't know if it's right? It's a long way off, three hours away. The driver said suddenly.

"yes, that's it. Go ...... now," I smiled faintly.

"Are you sure, sir?" He thought it was incredible.

"Sure." I nodded.

"Okay...... It's seven o'clock in the evening, and we went there, and it was probably past ten o'clock...... Are you sure you're going there? He double-checked.

"Yes." I nodded.

"Can I smoke a cigarette?" I asked suddenly.

He opened the window a little, and the wind immediately blew in, whirring.

The neon lights are becoming less and less, and I know that we have left the hustle and bustle of the city and come to the quiet countryside.

It's quite comfortable to drive at night, except for the occasional bright light from the opposite lane, which disturbs the cleanliness of the night.

After driving for more than an hour, the driver saw that I had been silent and began to look for some topics.

"Sir, you must have just returned from out of town, right? The appearance of the wind and dust. Have you eaten? He asked.

With the roar of wheels in my ears, I noticed that it was already pitch black outside the window, and it seemed that the two of us were left on the entire highway.

"yes, I've been on the plane for a long time, and I ate on the plane just now. What about you? If you're hungry, we'll stop at the rest stop in front of us. I replied.

"I ...... Not hungry. Sir, when I see you, you seem to be a little worried, have you encountered any troubles, these days, there are many troubles, don't worry too much...... Let it be! "He seemed to want to open my chatterbox.

"yes, annoying...... There's a lot of it. But now, there are none......" I smiled wryly.

"Sir, you are definitely a man with a story." He smiled.

"Really?" I'll light another cigarette.

"Do you smoke?" I handed him one.

"Thank you...... I don't smoke. He shook his head.

"Tell me your story, I'm a little sleepy when I drive at night...... I get tired," he continued.

I noticed that he was peeking at me from the rearview mirror.

"My story? …… What's my story? Nothing more than ...... Come back, go to ......" I smiled indifferently.

"Coming back? What do you mean? "He was curious.

"The story of my experience, starting with a glimpse in that elevator, and then slowly turning around, is strange, in fact, it is also unremarkable, unremarkable......" I exhaled softly with a puff of smoke.

"That'...... Why do you have to go to a nunnery so late? He finally asked the question.

"I ...... I don't know. Perhaps, there is an answer there. I muttered in reply.

……

The night was like water, and when we reached the bottom of the Lotus Temple, the crescent moon had already climbed near the spire.

The little peak, like a huge loaf of bread, towered over the river. The seven-story ancient pagoda on the top of the mountain, in the faint moonlight, looms, very simple.

"It's so late, are you still going up?" He looked back at me.

"Don't go up, find a hotel nearby, I'll go back early tomorrow morning." You go first, thank you......" I handed him the money.

In front of a nearby hotel, he dropped me down and stared at me with a look of great surprise and weirdness, as if looking at a ghost.

"Hey, you've been holding that bottle all night, what's it in?" He couldn't help but ask.

"Bone ...... Ash. I replied word for word.

His face changed drastically, he quickly increased the throttle, and ran away with a puff of smoke.

I smiled indifferently.

Early in the morning, I held the bottle and walked up the stairs to the door of the Lotus Temple. The large green and dense fields of pines and cypresses almost obscured the red gate.

The four big words "Bodhisattva Dojo" are glued to the two doors, and there is a solemn group around them.

There was a young nun at the door, sweeping the fallen leaves.

"Good morning, may I ask, is Master Huiqing here?" I clasped my hands together.

"This donor, what are you looking for Master Huiqing? She goes...... It's gone. The little nun looked up at me.

"Wandering? Do you know where to go? I hurriedly asked.

"I don't know...... Only in this mountain, the clouds are deep and do not know where. She shook her head and continued to clean.

I saw that her skin was very fair, and her facial features were also very marked, and when I looked at it again, it seemed to be a little familiar!

"You...... You're Xiaoxue, right? I asked tentatively.

Her eyes flickered, she glanced at me, then lowered her head and continued to sweep the fallen leaves, without saying a word.

I froze where I was.

"Donor, you're here to find Master Huiqing, since she's not here, then please go back......" she said suddenly.

Stunned, I glanced at the vermilion gate and turned slowly.

"I want to ......," I muttered.

"Donor, you're here to find Miss Han, right?" She asked suddenly.

My heart moved.

"Have you seen her?" I hurried back.

"She traveled with Venerable Huiqing, but she left me a note saying it was ...... Suppose one day, a person with a bottle in his arms comes here and looks for Master Huiqing, and he gives him a note...... "She took out a note from her pocket and handed it to me.

I opened it and saw a line of elegant and beautiful words:

Brother Qian, hello. Although you are the real Gao Yue, we all know it, but I still like to call you Brother Qian, the Brother Qian I like will always be in my heart...... The suffering you have experienced makes us unimaginable that you are a true hero...... Your willpower, your perseverance, and your gratitude are all worthy of our eternal memory. We all deeply regret what happened to your loved ones! Hope you can recover soon! Thank you, Brother Qian, for helping me complete that difficult task and let that villain get the retribution he deserves. I also want to thank you for helping our family recover those wealth, I donated all the money to the nunnery, and Master Huiqing established a fund to help those ordinary people in need, the name is "Qian Tangjiang Fund".

Brother Qian, thank you so much for everything you have done for me. I can't repay it in this life! However, I still can't accept that you are Gao Yue - such a reality. Please forgive me, forgive me...... Bless you, you will live a happier life. Bless you, Brother Qian.

Goodbye, Brother Qian-

A gust of mountain wind blew, and the shadows of the trees swayed.

Those dry leaves, floating in the wind, scattered all over the ground.