"I'm sorry, I don't want to pursue it anymore. Shen Xueman opened her mouth and said, not that she didn't want to track it down, but that she felt that this Ye Wudao had no ability and didn't want to waste time with him at all.

"If you don't want to track it down, why do you still have sadness hidden in your eyes?" Ye Wudao said with a slight smile.

"It's none of your business, please get out. Shen Xueman was pierced by Ye Wudao, and said a little angrily.

Ye Wudao was not annoyed, but glanced at the wedding ring on the ring finger of her right hand, and said with a slight upturn in the corners of her mouth: "It's your right to check it or not, I won't force you, but before leaving, I can give you some advice, you'd better throw away the ring you are wearing in your hand, it's a bad thing; ”

"If you need it, you can always call me on this phone. Ye Wudao put a crumpled piece of paper on the table, smiled at her, and then turned around and left the quiet room.

After Ye Wudao walked out of the quiet room, Wu Tong immediately came over to inquire about the situation: "Mr. Ye, have you seen Shen Xueman?"

"See. Ye Wudao said.

"How is it?, has Mr. Ye already accepted her commission?" Wu Tong asked with some excitement.

"No, she didn't believe I had the ability. Ye Wudao shook his head and said.

"How so? or ...... Shall I go in and talk to her?" Wu Tong This was the first time he had officially helped Ye Wudao, so he didn't want to mess up, and he seemed even more anxious than Ye Wudao.

"No, she will come to me soon, let's go, burn incense in the temple, worship the Buddha in the temple, let's go burn a few incense sticks before leaving." Ye Wudao said to Wu Tong mysteriously.

"Jizo Sutra?"

And Shen Xueman in the quiet room muttered to himself, looking down at the Diamond Sutra placed on the table, I don't know why, the man named Ye Wudao just now seemed to have a strong self-confidence, is he talking nonsense? Or is he really capable?

Before Shen Xueman left Da'en Temple, she thought about it again and again, and went to the abbot of Da'en Temple to borrow a local Tibetan scripture to take home.

Shen Xueman does not live in the Chen family, but lives in a villa that belongs to her under her name, Shen Xueman is not short of money, although compared with the Chen family, her net worth is not even a drop in the bucket of the Chen family, but Shen Xueman has always relied on herself.

When she was still studying, she had already published and published a lot of well-known ones, and even worked as a TV host, and she had relatively high attainments in Chinese painting and piano, so Shen Xueman was known as a talented woman in Nanyang.

Shen Xueman is a famous talented woman, while Chen Zilong is young and golden, handsome and chic, and can please girls, but the ending of the fairy tale is a little unsatisfactory.

"Miss, you're back, I stewed some bird's nest soup for you, I'll bring it out for you now. After Shen Xueman returned to his villa, the maid Sister Lan immediately came out to greet her.

"No need, Sister Lan, I don't want to drink. Shen Xueman is lacking in interest.

"Miss, your complexion has been getting worse and worse lately, how about not eating more, what do you want to eat, I'll make it for you." Sister Lan said distressedly.

Shen Xueman was far from knowing Chen Zilong when Sister Lan was already her servant, although Sister Lan was just a servant, but Shen Xueman treated her very well, regarded her as an elder, and compared her heart to heart, Sister Lan also felt very sorry for this talented woman in Nanyang, and treated her as her own daughter.

"No need, I'm a little tired, Sister Lan, I'll go upstairs to rest. ”

Shen Xueman's mood today was not very good, and she had no appetite to eat, after she finished speaking, she went upstairs, and Sister Lan could only shake her head helplessly.

Since Chen Zilong's suicide at the wedding, Shen Xueman seems to have changed as a person, rarely showing a smile, although it has been more than a year since the incident, but Shen Xueman still hasn't been able to get out of that incident, and Sister Lan is just a servant, and she doesn't know how to relieve her.

Shen Xueman, who returned to the bedroom, sat in a daze, feeling a little restless, many people didn't understand why Shen Xueman went to Da'en Temple every week, and thought she was a devout believer.

In fact, it is because since Chen Zilong died, every once in a while, Shen Xueman will see some strange things, she will see Chen Zilong appear in front of her, and that kind of scene is like a dream, so that she can't tell the real from the fake, but that kind of scene is not beautiful, but makes her feel frightened.

Just when Shen Xueman was in a trance, suddenly the lights in the bedroom changed, and a romantic and soft music sounded, and I saw that a vinyl record player on Shen Xueman's desktop suddenly rotated automatically, playing a nostalgic tune.

"Zilong. ”

Shen Xueman, who was in a trance, saw Chen Zilong wearing a white suit and appearing behind her in a graceful manner, Shen Xueman's expression became confused, and he slowly stood up and walked towards Chen Zilong.

And Chen Zilong also came over, holding her hand, and they began to dance to the music of vinyl records, but if anyone was here, they could only see Shen Xueman dancing alone in the bedroom, there was no Chen Zilong here, only herself.

But soon, the painful moment for Shen Xueman came again, and the scene of Chen Zilong's suicide was staged again that day, only to see Chen Zilong take out a dagger and pierce his heart, bleeding all over the ground, and kept repeating this sentence to Shen Xueman: "Someone harms me, I don't want to die, I don't want to die......"

"Zilong!"

Shen Xueman woke up suddenly, and found that she was covered in cold sweat, there was no Chen Zilong in front of her eyes, and there was no so-called music, and Shen Xueman sat on the floor all of a sudden, holding her head with both hands, and whimpered in a low voice, this terrible scene she would experience every few days, like a lingering nightmare.

At this time, Shen Xueman raised his head, picked up a fruit knife placed next to him, and slowly aimed it at his heart, seemingly planning to pierce his heart and die like Chen Zilong.

At this moment, suddenly a strong wind blew outside the window, and with a loud sound, the local Tibetan scripture brought back by Shen Xueman on the desktop blew down in front of her, and automatically turned the page, and faintly, there was also the sound of a monk chanting the Tibetan scripture.

"That's what I smelled. For a while, the Buddha was in the heavens of Enlightenment, speaking for the mother. At that time, the immeasurable worlds of the ten directions, all the Buddhas and the great Bodhisattva Mahasattva came to assemble. Praise Shakyamuni Buddha, who can be in the five turbid and evil worlds, and now has incredible great wisdom and supernatural powers, subduing strong sentient beings, knowing the method of suffering and happiness, sending attendants, and inquiring about the world-honored ......"