"I'm sorry, I don't believe these ......" Yang Wanwan subconsciously refused, she was about to continue walking, but her wrist was grabbed by the old woman.

"Little girl, if you don't believe this, why do you come to worship the Golden Buddha?"

"I ......" Yang Wanwan didn't know how to answer.

"Hey, is it really a love affair?" the old woman sighed, "Little girl, there is a person waiting for you, he has been waiting for you for too long!"

Perhaps the old woman's voice was too serious and sad, Yang Wanwan asked as if she was enchanted: "Who is it, who is waiting for me?"

"Don't you remember?" the old woman asked in surprise, "how could you not remember?" Little girl, think about it again, don't you really know who he is?

"You're talking nonsense," Yang Wanwan really thought about it, but she didn't have such memories in her mind at all, "I have never made this kind of agreement with anyone, not to mention, this is my first time in Nanling......"

"It's pitiful, he's waited so long for you, and in the end you don't remember anything," the old woman shook her head, and repeated, "what a pity......!

"Don't lie to me anymore, the person you're talking about isn't me at all. Yang Wanwan gritted her teeth and wanted to pull out her right wrist. The old woman's hand was very skillful, and although her strength was not great, her resistance turned into a soft finger, and it was difficult to break free.

"Why, I've known you since I was a girl. Every day, every day, he will tell me about you, and I will not admit it," the old woman said, her head kept her head down, and her tone was firm, "I recognized you at the first sight of you." Little girl, you owe someone else's debt, you have to pay it back!"

"You really recognize the wrong person! I'm only in my twenties this year, how can you know me since I was a child?" Yang Wanwan felt that this old woman must be mentally abnormal, and began to be afraid, so she struggled harder.

"Hey," the old woman said in a mournful tone, as if she was sinking into the darkness and bottomless stagnant water, chewing on the pain, "what a pitiful time, so many years, waiting for nothing, what a ......"

The force exerted on the wrist suddenly disappeared, and Yang Wanwan didn't react for a while, still struggling hard. This release without warning made her, who was unsuspected, pop straight back a few meters, and staggered.

Yang Wanwan rubbed her wrist, not wanting to deal with this crazy woman anymore, so she left quickly.

"Little girl......" hoarse call came from behind.

Ignore her, ignore her, she's a madman! Yang Wanwan quickened her pace, almost running.

"Little girl, you've dropped something. ”

Oh no, it's a canvas bag, and it fell to the ground in the struggle just now!

There was no way, Yang Wanwan could only turn back, she didn't dare to get too close to the old woman this time, and at some distance, she stretched out her arm to reach the canvas bag at the old woman's feet.

"Little girl, you dropped this thing. The old woman grabbed Yang Wanwan's outstretched arm and stuffed something into her palm.

That thing, cold to the hand, stung Yang Wanwan's muscles and bones. She spread it out and saw that it was a string of vermilion Buddha beads, round and clear, a total of twenty-one.

"Buddha beads are as red as An's red beans, and the original lovesickness has entered the bones. Little girl, you can take it, don't ...... Don't lose it again. ”

Yang Wanwan looked at the string of Buddhist beads blankly, and when she reacted that it was not her thing, the old woman was gone.

At this moment, a phone call came, and after Yang Wanwan answered it, after listening to it for a few minutes, her heart was completely cold - it was a call from her mother to inform her father that she was critically ill.

She casually stuffed the beads into a canvas bag, went back to the hotel to pack her luggage, and rushed back to H City on the last train.

Outside the intensive care unit, her mother cried and collapsed into her arms. Yang Wanwan's heart has been tight, she knows that if her father doesn't survive this time, then her mother is afraid that she will also ......

If a home is broken into countless small crystals, it will be difficult to reunite.

Yang Wanwan patted her mother's shoulder, and the ghost reminded her of the Buddha beads in her bag. She would not choose to be a believer. But at this moment, as long as her father can get better, she is willing to try any method.

Twenty-one Buddha beads, wrapped around Yang Wanwan's wrist, one circle is too long, two circles, just right. She touched the beads that were cold to her bones and prayed to herself.

Buddha, please don't take away my father!

When Yang Zhenzhen heard this, she sneered, and finally couldn't help it, and interrupted: "Just kidding, my uncle's survival is obviously the credit of the attending doctor, why do you still stupidly think that it is because you are seeking Buddha?"

After Liu Sanqian heard this, he glared at Yang Zhenzhen, and secretly pinched her thigh meat.

Yang Zhenzhen was in pain, spit out a cool breath, sat away from Liu Sanqian, and sulked again.

"Wanwan, you continue. Liu Sanqian gestured, her gaze falling on the wrist of the girl opposite. I saw that the string of Buddhist beads was loosely wrapped around the girl's hand twice. It looks like it's very lenient.

In the past few days, she is afraid that she has lost a lot of weight.

After Yang Wanwan was interrupted, she didn't react, just stopped talking. Her eyes still didn't look at Yang Zhenzhen and Liu Sanqian, and her godless eyes still landed in the open space outside the window under the warm sun.

"There's nothing more to say," Yang Wanwan shook her head, her right hand unconsciously stroking the Buddha beads on her left wrist, "My father is fine, and he was quickly transferred out of the intensive care ward." Then, that day, the day I came back from Nanling, I began to dream of a monk. Under the red maple, in the drizzle, he was wearing a monk's robe, wearing a robe, without an umbrella, waiting for someone. I think...... He was waiting for me. ”

"I've seen it through, there's only one truth," Yang Zhenzhen couldn't stop and had to interject, she learned the classic lines of the protagonist of a certain cartoon, played treasure, and hummed a soundtrack by the way, "Sister Wanwan, you, you must have been hypnotized by that old woman, look at it, the dream you have is completely based on the plot that the old woman told you." ”

Liu Sanqian helplessly supported his forehead and moved the Black Forest cake in his bowl to Yang Zhenzhen's side, wanting to stop her mouth.

Yang Zhenzhen unceremoniously forked the Black Forest, but her mouth was still talking, "Tut-tut, charlatan, it's really not simple!"

Liu Sanqian took a deep breath and returned his attention to Yang Wanwan, "Since you want to find the man in your dream, what are you going to do?"

As soon as these words came out, Yang Wanwan finally turned her gaze. This is the most faint flash in Liu Sanqian's eyes after seeing her today.

"I want to go again, Suzaku Bridge, Garan Temple," Yang Wanwan said firmly, "Perhaps, the old woman will still be there." ”

"Okay," Liu Sanqian nodded, "I'll go with you." ”

After Yang Zhenzhen heard this, her mouth opened wide, and the Black Forest cake that she didn't have time to swallow fell out of her mouth, looking funny.