"Let's get it here. It's time for them to go, too. Liang Jing said to Chen Ying when she closed the trunk lid of the taxi. She was so distracted that she didn't even notice that her finger was cut.

"Liang Jing." Ye Feng whispered her name, just like they had when they first met. Liang Jing also complained to Chen Ying about this, saying that when he spoke, it was always like chanting, and she was always looking at each other, which caused her originally high interest, and was always cut by half of this tone. However, she did not allow others to make similar jokes, saying that it was her patent. His light call now passed through her body like an electric current, and she couldn't help but tremble all over, and the tears in her eyes kept rolling. Chen Ying hurriedly walked over and took her hand.

"Are you alright?" Chen Ying handed over the tissue and asked in a low voice. She glanced cautiously to the side. Ye Feng's parents were already sitting in the car, waiting for their son to get into the car.

"Chen Ying, I have something to tell you." Wang Yi greeted her. As soon as she walked over, he turned his back to Ye Feng, blocking in front of him, covering her vision.

"What's the matter?" She asked.

"Let them be alone. Ye Feng was also sad. ”

When the taxi left, Chen Ying saw Liang Jing's eyes were red, and she was wearing the blackened rosary on her hand. She didn't wave, she didn't speak, she just quietly watched the car drive farther and farther, until she couldn't see on tiptoe, she lowered her head and walked back to Chen Ying.

"A lot of times people think that the days come and go like sunrise and sunset every day. But suddenly one day, parting appeared, no matter how shocked, sad, helpless, and reluctant you were...... It all comes inexorably and takes away everything you are familiar with. The inertia that had existed was broken in an instant, and the train of life suddenly turned to the other side. I can understand your feelings. Wang Yi said to Liang Jing, "Watching the other party leave but unable to do anything is probably the most desperate moment." ”

"Wang Yi, if you like a girl one day, you must try to be with her." Liang Jing choked up.

"I have a girl I like, but she can't be sure of her feelings." Wang Yi whispered, "I will wait until the day when she falls in love with me too." ”

The three of them walked along the way they came, and the cold wind blew them as tightly as they could. Chen Ying remembered that the other end of the overpass was where last year's Model United Nations meet. There are street lamps similar to those here, and there is snow. All she had to do was walk along the bridge to see the window of the restaurant.

It's been a colder winter than usual. There is an unnamed disease that spreads during such a season - the symptoms of the patient are reported to be fever and incoherent nonsense. Then he became weak, had no appetite for any food, and all his energy seemed to be drained. The result is severe amnesia, and people often forget where they are and what they want to do. Some are stupid, some are silent.

Many people are wearing masks in an attempt to ward off the disease. Passers-by, who were already thickly dressed, couldn't see their faces clearly, and the masks unified everyone into a similar appearance. The city is parting because of the passage of time.

"I didn't know. After he left, I saw everyone as he was. Liang Jing said.

"Do you want to go for a walk?" Wang Yi asked.

"Where to go?" Chen Ying asked.

"How's Guangji Temple?" Wang Yi proposed.

Chen Ying looked at Liang Jing silently. Guangji Temple is located on West Fourth Avenue less than a kilometer away from Baita Temple, surrounded by the preserved old Beijing Hutong culture and many ancient buildings, and the imperial temples of the past dynasties are also on this street. Unlike the Guanghua Temple where Ye Feng frequented, there is no academy here, and it is not near the water. It stands quietly in the heart of the city, providing some peace to the people of this crowded world.

The incense here is much stronger than that of Guanghua Temple, and the courtyard is not as layered as Guanghua Temple. Several of the houses are one of the offices of the Buddhist Association, and several stray cats of different colors bask in the sun next to the towering ancient trees. They were just in time for chanting, and as soon as they stepped into the courtyard, the sound of Sanskrit singing came from the backyard continuously. Chen Ying stood on her feet and watched the crows on the top of the tree flap their wings and howl. Over the years, their nests become large and unremarkable, standing out among the bare branches. The sun is about to set in the west, and they are thankful for a peaceful day in their own way.

"This is the best place to get married. Don't you burn a stick of incense? Wang Yi said and walked to the incense gift pavilion in front of the Heavenly King's Palace, and took out three incense sticks and gave them to them. Then the three of them walked into the small door next to the hall and came to the Nobita store. The cold wind blew on them with incense ash and fell on their clothes and cuffs. Approaching dusk, most of the incense people returned, leaving only a few staff members still on duty. These are all old men, wearing red armbands that are safe and fireproof, staring at the incense burner with cloudy eyes. Wang Yi lit the incense in his hand with a lotus lamp floating on the water, walked to the stove and kowtowed seriously.

"Don't you think Wang Yi is strange?" Liang Jing said, "When Ye Feng was there, every time he stepped into the temple, he said that he was an atheist, not so much to worship gods and Buddhas, but to observe the appearance of other people's worship. Wang Yi always said that Ye Feng actually worshiped his own fantasy phantoms, just like Wang Yi longed for those worlds that he had never seen. ”

She wiped her eyes and continued: "However, Ye Feng left, and he did it more pious than anyone else. I have been to the monastery many times, but I have never seen a young man kneeling on a bench like this. Maybe I misread it and misunderstood his words and deeds in the past. ”

"Come on. At least I wish him a safe journey. Wang Yi stood up and said to them. His eyes were red.

Chen Ying and Liang Jing stood side by side, lit incense according to the rules, took off their hats and bowed three times in the direction of the Bodhisattva throne in the Daxiong Treasure Hall. Facing the wind, they meditated in their hearts for a while, and after making a wish, they inserted incense into the furnace. The incense ash in the stove was a foot thick, and there were a few long-handled red candles in the ash pile, and a few lines of bloody tears were shed.

Chen Ying wanted to take a look around the yard again and take a closer look at those towering ancient trees. But Liang Jing said that he was tired, and he was reluctant to take half a step forward except to go home. She almost walked into the office where the tourists stopped in a daze, and forced Chen Ying to take many photos of her before leaving the door.

"I'm going to send this to his mailbox." She declared that a pair of beautiful eyes did not look at them, "or not send it, and leave it to yourself to see—that's how the days are going today." ”

"The car is over there." Chen Ying grabbed her rickety arm and walked to the side, passing by a small shop selling hardware supplies. The logo of the Geological Museum across the road sparkles in the afterglow of the setting sun. The white pagoda in front of the road obscures the setting sun, which instead gilds the white pagoda with a layer of gold.

"Can I stay in your dorm tonight? I don't want to be left alone. Liang Jing pleaded before getting off the bus at the school gate.

"Okay." Chen Ying agreed.