Shen Qingjun looked around, but didn't see any figure, she stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around Xuanyi's neck, and said, "It's time for me to go." Tomorrow at noon, under the first red maple on Yanzhi Mountain, I will wait for you. ”

Xuan nodded and took a deep breath, he rubbed Shen Qingjun's broken hair, as if he wanted to embed her into his muscles and bones, tracing her eyebrows.

"Since you are leaving, let's talk to the abbot, in the future, you will definitely be reluctant. Shen Qingjun said so, when he thought of the days that followed, he was full of joy, and he was afraid that he would regret it, so he persuaded him to say goodbye to the abbot and uncle before leaving.

Xuan Yi didn't speak, he pursed his lips, put his forehead against Shen Qingjun's forehead, and closed his eyes, "It's getting late, and it's hard to walk at night." When you return to the station, be careful. ”

Shen Qingjun snorted, pulled Xuan Yi's monk's robe, chuckled, and motioned for him to bow down, as if he had something to say, but when Xuan half squatted down, Shen Qingjun just teased him, stood on tiptoe, and kissed his forehead.

Then, she said generously and unshyly: "This time, I really have to go." Don't send me. ”

Xuan Yi stood in the moonlight, watched his girl turn around in three steps, beckoned to him, and walked especially cheerfully, her skirt swayed, like a green lotus flower, causing colorful butterflies to whirl.

In the heaven and earth, only that touch of cyan is moving, the picture in his eyes, the blink of an eye, again and again, as if a glance for ten thousand years.

Xuanyi always kept it in mind.

He watched Shen Qingjun walk away until his figure disappeared, and he was still standing in the clearing, repeatedly savoring the sweetness and sourness of today.

Hey—

He heard a long sigh from someone, a long, familiar one to him.

Xuan Yi turned his head and saw Shi Jian hidden in the darkness, and could only see a vague outline, like a nocturnal animal ambushed in the forest, which had been snooping for a long time in the night.

"Uncle Shi Jian. Xuan Yi bowed with his palms together, not at all afraid of the meeting between the two being seen by others, because he had already made up his mind, and nothing would shake his determination.

"Xuanyi, what is Miss Shen to you?" Shi Jian didn't seem to want to investigate, but just asked Xuanyi's mind.

Xuanyi did not hesitate, he looked at the silhouette in the darkness, word by word, extremely sincere, he said: "She is my hope, she is my heaven." ”

Shi Jian sighed again, "Ke Xuanyi, you are the hope of our Garan Temple. ”

"Uncle Shi Jian, you always say this, but I have never understood, what is the expectation you have poured into me?" Xuan Yi frowned, not quite understanding.

"Xuanyi, you will understand one day. Shi Jian didn't want to explain, his words were half-hidden, and he struggled for a moment, "Since you have sworn an alliance with her, I don't want to stop you." Xuanyi, I'm always wondering if I'm really doing something wrong. Thinking too much only made me feel more and more that we had deviated from our original intentions. You go, tonight as if I didn't come. ”

"Uncle Shi Jian...... Thanks a lot. Xuanyi was speechless, only the word thank you kept coming from the bottom of his heart.

"You kid, when you were sent here, you were only so big," Shi Jian gestured with his hands, not knowing that he was standing in the dark, Xuan couldn't see clearly, but he remembered the past and couldn't stop it, "A dozen of us monks have never dealt with babies, and every time you can't help it, you laugh stupidly." It's strange that when you grow up, you have fewer expressions.

Even if I play tricks on you, you never get angry or angry. All day long, I only held a book of Buddhist scriptures and recited them silently several times. I want you to do that, and I want you to be more joyful.

Xuanyi, maybe you never knew that only when Miss Shen was there, an expression would appear on your face. From a very early age, I knew what she meant to you.

Xuanyi, the monk has never paid attention to family affection, but I have long regarded you as my own child, even if it is a debate, he must have the same feelings for you. I hope you are happy, and I hope you don't regret coming to this world.

Since she is your hope, then you can go with her! As for our hope......"

Shi Jian couldn't go on, and laughed lightly, a person who was never serious in Xuanyi's heart, said so many sentimental words, which made Xuanyi surprised and distressed.

Didn't he think of these monks as ......

"Xuanyi, maybe one day you will understand the truth and understand me. But I always hope that day will not come. Shi Jian seemed to turn around and spoke softer, "Ah Zhu, you kid, you must be happy! Never go back to Nanling, and don't go to Chang'an." Let's go, there is still me and a dozen juniors. ”

After Shi Jian finished speaking, he stepped forward and wanted to walk.

Xuan Yi finally spoke, he called lightly, stopped Shi Jian's steps, and said, "Uncle Shi Jian, I have long regarded you as a father...... In the past ten years, I have worked hard for you. ”

Shi Jian heard the words, he didn't speak for a long time, and Xuanyi heard him speak with a trilling voice for the first time, and he said, "Your words are enough." ”

As soon as these words came out, he was really gone, without any temperature left, as if he had never been here that night.

Genichi looked up at the moon.

When the moon is full on a moonlit night, there is one person left empty for a long chirp.

At that end, Shen Qingjun returned to the post station located at the foot of Yanzhi Mountain.

The big stone in her heart fell, so she was in a good mood to say hello to the owner of the inn, but strangely found that the man who was over forty years old had dodged his eyes, and did not dare to look at her, as if his heart was weak, his eyes wandered, and his forehead was sweaty.

Anxiety expands.

Shen Qingjun thought about something, and while pacing slowly, he climbed the stairs while watching the atmosphere in the building.

Sure enough, there are oddities.

But she pushed open the door of the room, and as soon as she opened it, she saw a tall young man standing by the table. And on the carved mahogany chair sat a man.

The man was drinking tea, and when he saw her come in, he didn't look up. He picked up the cup, shook it in front of his nose, closed his eyes and sniffed the tea.

He had aged a lot, and his temples had turned white. But his eyes are still as sharp as eagles, and just a glance at them can make people's hearts start.

The young man was expressionless, he looked at her and said, "Qingjun, before getting married, you were so naughty. ”

Shen Qingjun shouldn't, just looked at the man, his voice was so light that he couldn't hear it, "Father." ”

"Qingjun, you really disappointed me this time. Shen Pingru's voice was cold to the bottom, and there was no warmth in a word, but there was no meaning of reprimand, just helplessness and alienation.

With just one word, Shen Qingjun seemed to be like a snowstorm in the moon, suffering from the freezing cold.

"Virtuous nephew, please go out for a while, let me talk to Qingjun for a while. Shen Pingru said to Huo Lanyuan.

Huo Lanyuan looked into Shen Qingjun's eyes and replied with a frown: "Yes." So he pushed the door and went out.

"Father, you ......"

"I've been sending people to keep an eye on you, and when you left Chang'an with your front foot, I received a notification on my back foot. Qingjun, I expected you to come here. Shen Pingru seemed to know what she wanted to ask, and before she could ask, she answered first.

He flicked his sleeves, stood up, walked next to Shen Qingjun, and looked down at his daughter's face, "Qingjun, if you really don't want to marry Huo Lanyuan, don't marry." ”

Shen Qingjun was not happy, she knew that his words were not finished.