Is Jing Shu really angry?

He didn't say it explicitly, but he kept the door for Ning Suhe.

Ning Suhe also knew how to advance and retreat, and did not dare to touch the scales of respect and forgiveness again, and on the second day, as if he had lost his memory, he brought a lot of gadgets from the market to him.

Jing Shu didn't say no, nor did he say yes, the attitude is still not salty or light, just like a pool of stagnant water, there will be no waves when a stone is thrown into it.

Kernin was in it, and she knew that the silence of Jing Shu was his connivance.

As the days passed, the small hut was stuffed with things she had bought from the bazaar, making the already cramped hut look more cramped, but also more humane.

"With all due respect, I have plucked a lot of flowers from the fields today, and I will weave a wreath for you. The flowering period is almost over, and there are no flowers at all, only fallen leaves."

Ning Suhe stepped over the piles of gadgets on the ground, squeezed to Jingshu's side, and spread the flowers on the ground.

"The Buddha also likes flowers, right?" She leaned down and bowed to the tall and solemn Buddha statue, "I'll make one for the Buddha too."

Jing Shu Wen Yan stopped reciting the scriptures, turned his head to look at her, and the innocent eyes of the maiden deer flickered, and it was a little difficult to take his eyes off for a while.

Ning Suhe noticed Jing Shu's gaze, and the people around her stared at her for a moment, making her a little nervous and even more eager to escape.

The clothes on his back seemed to be a little wet, and a layer of sweat appeared all over his body.

Why did the forgiving gaze make her so depressed and so flustered?

Her heart was pounding, and Ning Suhe stammered, "You...... What have you been watching me do?"

The gaze of forgiveness was still firmly on her face: "Suho Shi is looking for her every day, do you have anything to say?"

"Me?" Ning Suhe stood up suddenly, she wanted to talk about the chain but was afraid that Jing Shu would be angry, so she hesitated and said, "I don't have anything to say, as a friend, isn't it good to come to see you every day?"

"Do you really think so?" Keishu lifted his sleeves to reveal the shackles underneath, "Or is it because of it?"

Ning Suhe was said to be right, and he didn't have anything to say for a while, so he could only hurriedly bend down to tidy up Jingshu's sleeves and cover the chains.

"I don't have any other thoughts. I was abrupt last time, and if you still mind, then I won't bother you tomorrow." She tugged at the fabric on her shoulder, "Are you really still angry?"

"You really don't have to come tomorrow." Keishu picked up the chain under his sleeve.

"Huh?" Ning Suhe was stunned, feeling sad for a while, "Are you really angry with me all the time? It's hard for you to put up with me for so long......

"Then let me speak tomorrow today, lest I feel too quiet tomorrow." Jing Shu raised his head, his body was motionless, but his gaze remained on Ning Suhe's face.

"What?" Ning Suhe didn't believe what he had heard, so he grabbed the hair from his ear and asked.

Jing Shu looked at her somewhat silly appearance, pursed her lips and smiled: "You don't need to hide your thoughts, just ask, I'll answer whatever you ask today."

The girl's face was full of surprise and surprise, and her eyes flashed with joy and disbelief: "Are you really willing to tell me?"

Jing Shu lifted the long sleeves again, and the white arms and backs of the hands under the sleeves were exposed to the dark daylight, and only the long chains intertwined with them.

"Only this once." He whispered, "Everything has a cause, and if you discover it, God will allow you to know. Because you really ought to know."

Ning Suhe didn't understand his words, and only saw the unknown sense of loss and loneliness on his face. She pondered for a moment, then asked, "Why are you chained?"

As if he had known that she would ask, he pulled up his chain and replied, "Because I am here to atone for my sins."

"Atonement?!" Ning Suhe never thought of this answer, and squatted down beside him to look at his face, "What mistake did you make, why did you atone for your sins? Is it because of the woman you like?"

There seemed to be waves on his face, but he was hidden in the shadows: "So to speak. I made a big mistake for her sake, and caused some unnecessarily bad things. this

I deserve everything."

The words of forgiveness were like a hammer hitting her heart, and Ning Suhe suddenly felt her heart ache, as if someone else was talking in her ear, but she couldn't hear a word clearly.

Jing Shu didn't know that Ning Suhe was already feeling uncomfortable, and he was still telling about his past: "At that time, I wanted to get her, but I used the wrong method, harming her and myself.

That's when I realized that everything I cared about was so narrow. The so-called pain is actually just my desire, and if I have a desire but can't achieve it, I will feel pain.

And that desire should not exist in my heart in the first place. I'm the one who thinks more, and I'm the one who does more."

Everything in Ning Suhe's mind seemed to be drained, and all the feelings disappeared for a while, and only the figure of Jing Shu alone existed in her eyes.

She didn't know where this inexplicable and mixed feeling came from, and since she met Jingshu, she had many strange reactions that were difficult to explain.

Could it be because of the woman in the dream who was going to suck her up?

She looked at Jing Shu for a long time and didn't speak, but she already had an idea in her heart.

Maybe it's because of the woman, because she's no longer her, that Jing Shu doesn't want to say it directly, but can only tell her about their past in this way.

Ning Suhe's hand wanted to caress the forgiveness, but he didn't dare to put it all up, so he hesitated and only lightly tapped five fingers on the back of his hand.

Jing Shu sighed with emotion, but found that Ning Suhe was standing awkwardly with his paws, and said to him apologetically, "I don't remember what happened before, and I can't understand what you're talking about. But if you still want to talk to me, I can still be with you every day."

His eyebrows jumped, his heart melted like cold ice meets spring water, and he couldn't help but smile kindly, and hung on his lips brightly: "Okay, just don't come tomorrow."

Ning Suhe grabbed his hand: "Why?"

"There's no why." With a casual wave of his palm, Ning Suhe flew out of the wooden house, and the wooden door slowly closed in front of her.

The night passed, and at dawn Ning Suhe tossed and turned and couldn't sleep peacefully.

"Why?" She propped her hands back on the bed, her feet shaking and touching each other, "Is there a secret? He said he wouldn't let me go today."

Turning over the bed, Ning Suhe finished washing, took the wreath and went out.

The entrance of Jingyin Temple is clear and quiet, and the ground is spotless, as if it has been cleaned. Her eyes searched around, but she didn't find half a figure of Zhixin.

"Forget it, I'd better just look at Jingshu." Ning Suhe walked into the temple with his legs raised, and drove to the outside of the pine forest.

She hid her breath, secretly hid the garland behind her, and slowly paced into the woods.

The further you walked inward, the darker the sky became, and the low-pressure clouds seemed to be crumbling on the tips of the pine trees, and the next moment they were about to fall and hit your head.

Even if Ning Suhe didn't have much experience, he could tell that the sky was unusual at the moment, and a rainstorm was coming. She hurried to the front of the hut, and stopped for a moment not daring to come forward.

Under the dark sky, only the small wooden house emitted a different light, this was not daylight, let alone candlelight, but the light emitted by the great spiritual power.

The clouds were like lumps of sugar that had fallen into a coal pile, and they were gathered together in black circles above the wooden house. Whispers drifted through the air, like curses, like questions, and these words floated everywhere in the air, but they were dim and indistinguishable.

And the tall and narrow wooden house is now like a sinner kneeling in a high hat, praying for repentance somewhere in front of the sky, begging for forgiveness.

The voice of forgiveness came from inside the house: "Sinners forgive, and may they be punished by thunder."

The sky heard the reverence answer, like the roar of a wild beast with a rumbling thunder, and for a moment only a deafening sound could be heard in the pine forest.

Ning Suhe was very anxious, she didn't expect that Jing Shu didn't allow her to come today because she didn't want her to see her being punished, but since she saw it, it was impossible for her to turn around and retreat, so she must help Jing Shu.

She walked to the door of the hut, and was about to push the door in, when a flash of golden light flashed in an instant

Lightning bolts slammed into the cabin in the blink of an eye. Ning Suhe was just standing outside the wooden house, and was also bounced out by the momentum brought by the lightning, and slammed into the pine tree ten steps away, and fell to the ground facing him.

This time, it hurt several times more than Jingshu to knock her ten times.

A wave of heat surged in the dantian, and she spat out a mouthful of blood in her throat.

"Suffered...... What kind of sin did you suffer inside...... Ning Suhe's whole body seemed to fall apart, but he still forcibly used his strength, supported himself with trembling legs, and slowly walked to the door of the wooden house, and pushed the door open without hesitation.

And the sky outside the house gathered clouds that were thicker than those of Shicai.

The inside of the wooden house, unlike the black pine forest, was a dazzling light. Ning Suhe squinted and adjusted to two or three breaths before he could see the scene in front of him.

There were more than two chains, and there were dense small holes in the ground, and in each hole there were snake-like chains, firmly tied to every corner of Keishu's body. The chains are intertwined like cobwebs, and they have only one destination, the body of forgiveness.

The robe of Respect was torn by chains, and it had become a tattered rag hanging from his body. The chains tightened, scuffling his skin and leaving streaks of blood on the fabric.

He saw Ning Suhe, who was stunned to the point of being dumbfounded, and turned his head and closed his eyes and asked, "Why are you here?"

"I...... I'm afraid ......" When Ning Suhe was answering, the second thunder had already sounded, and the sound of thunder seemed to explode in her ears, and in an instant she couldn't hear any sound, only a piercing ringing tinnitus.

"Get out of here!" Keishu snapped his eyes open and waved his arm at her, the heavy chains on his body swinging with his movements, and the sound of bells continued.

But she couldn't hear anything, she just said what she really thought in her heart: "I want to be with you!"

After saying that, he jumped on Jing Shu's body, and at the same time, the second lightning bolt slashed in, and Ning Suhe only felt as if he was flying, and his body turned into a fluttering feather at this moment.

There is only milky white in front of me. She saw the woman who was about to take her back come out of the innocence, shook her head and sighed, "It seems that I can't wait for the whole day, you have buried yourself, and you have buried me."

Some vague shadows passed in front of her eyes, but she didn't know these people, and she couldn't understand what was in front of her.

Then her world fell into a silent darkness, a darkness darker than death.