The sapphire blue Bentley sped towards the Lingying Temple on the shore of the lake.

Because it was the Chinese New Year period, there were not many cars on the road, and the road was very smooth.

When I arrived at the Xihu Scenic Area, it was already noon, and there were still a lot of tourists.

Although it's winter, the shores of the lake are lined with evergreen plants and plum trees.

At this moment, the plum blossoms are in full bloom, and the cold air of winter is filled with the faint fragrance of plum blossoms, which is refreshing and has a unique flavor compared to other seasons.

The two decided to eat first and found a special restaurant in Hangzhou City, Zhouzhou, with white walls and black tiles, full of the charm of a water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

I ordered a few dishes such as "cherished lake vinegar fish", "beef soup", and "stir-fried kale".

While eating, Meng Yao muttered a plan: "After we finish the incense, let's take a walk around the neighborhood and then go shopping, how about it?" ”

He Zheng said: "Okay. ”

After eating, the two walked along the road to Lingying Temple, walked for about 20 minutes, and saw this famous thousand-year-old temple in China.

At noon, the sun is getting warmer.

The temple with green tile and vermilion walls is surrounded by towering pines and cypresses, and the sunlight is sprinkled down, like a swaying shadow, mottled and scattered.

Because of the New Year, there are many people who come to worship the Buddha.

Meng Yao paid for a large handful of incense and candles, and then pulled He Zheng to worship the Bodhisattva.

Almost every Bodhisattva was worshipped.

Finally, she came to the Guanyin Temple, stared at Guanyin Bodhisattva, and said to He Zheng: "I want to make a wish!" ”

In her previous life, she didn't believe in gods and Buddhas, but she didn't expect to borrow corpses to resurrect her soul today, and she couldn't help but be in awe of gods and Buddhas.

When the people in front of her were gone, when it was Meng Yao's turn, she knelt on the mat in a proper manner, first kowtowed seriously, and then, straightened her back, folded her hands, and closed her eyes slightly.

[The compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva, you are beautiful and good-hearted, but you want to bless me to overthrow this sullen as soon as possible! ] 】

He Zheng looked at her, and couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth, and his deep and clear black eyes flashed with soft waves, as well as full of affection.

So, he also knelt down beside Meng Yao, clasped his hands together, and closed his eyes.

Buddha, I thank you.

Let me meet her in the darkest of times.

Buddha, I thank you.

Bring the one I love back to the world again.

Buddha, I thank you.

Bring the one I love to me again.

I hope you can bless her, and she will be safe and happy in this life, and live a long and worry-free life.

I will, spend my life to repay my vows.

……

After making a good wish, Meng Yao was both painful and reverently stuffed a few hundred yuan into the merit box, and then seriously grabbed the lottery holder on the table and shook it for a while, threw out a lot, and picked up the lottery.

"The marriage is good."

Meng Yao took a breath, held the slip with a reverent face, didn't dare to look at it, but gave it to a fat monk next to him.

The fat monk unfolded the sign, and when he looked at it, he suddenly sighed, shook his head, and looked at Meng Yao regretfully: "Female donor, what are you...... Sign ......"

Signed?

Both He Zheng and Meng Yao's faces changed slightly.

"What are you writing about?" Meng Yao decisively snatched the slip from the other party's hand and unfolded it in the palm of his hand.

He Zheng also walked to her side, and his eyes fell on the line of words on it.

"The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side. Tracing back to it, the road is obstructive and long. Tracing from it, it is like being in the middle of the water. ”

Although I don't know the full meaning of this sentence, the four words "the road is blocked and long" are enough to make Meng Yao's heart feel like it has been pricked by a sharp needle, her lips are pursed, and her little face is also drooping.

One look at this signature makes people's hearts very blocked.

What a disappointment......

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