Memories flooded back, and He Sibai's memories went back to two days ago.

Shen Qingzhao went out of the box to order food, and He Sibai and Shen's mother sat opposite each other in the box.

Shen's mother took a few sips of the teacup, and suddenly chatted with him: "How did you meet Shen Qingzhao?" ”

He Sibai said: "She came to collect the rent and happened to meet me. ”

"There is fate," Shen's mother said, "but not all fate can last long." It's like you and Shen Qingzhao are not very compatible in all aspects. This is like what the Buddhists call 'dependent arising emptiness'. ”

He Sibai's gaze stayed on the bead string on Shen's mother's wrist for a moment, then raised his head and looked at Shen's mother calmly: "Today, the empty tree is not harmed; Separated from the void, without damaging the beauty of the wheel. Ming impermanence increases his thirst for shade, and his bitterness and hypocrisy are worried about his competition. ”

This is the argument for the eminent monk Hui Lin to refute the Buddhist theory of dependent arising voidness in the Treatise on White and Black.

Mother Shen didn't expect that He Sibai, a young man, could come to the Buddhist classics with his mouth open, and she was a little surprised.

He Si smiled at the corner of his white lips, but there was a cold silence in his eyes-

"I don't believe what you say about 'dependent voidness.'" He said, "You think that I have no fate with Shen Qingzhao, and I don't believe it." ”

……

After chatting with Shen's mother, Shen Qingzhao, who went out to order, has not come back. He Sibai didn't want to stay in the box any longer, so he casually found a reason and walked out of the box.

This vegetarian restaurant is very exquisitely decorated, with pavilions, rockeries and streams, nine bends and eighteen bends.

He lifted the beaded curtain and walked through the elegantly decorated stairwell.

As he walked, he was watching the landscape, and suddenly heard an old man's call behind him: "Little master? ”

There was obvious hesitation in his voice, as if he hadn't expected to see him here.

He Sibai's footsteps stagnated for a moment, and then he continued to walk down as if nothing had happened.

Unexpectedly, after a few tapping and tapping footsteps, an old man standing in front of him suddenly appeared in front of him.

The old man had gray hair, but he was in good spirits and wore a modest suit. He looked at He Sibai with a smile, and repeated the salutation he had just called: "Little master, what a coincidence, you are also here." ”

"Uncle Li." He Sibai nodded slightly, with no expression on his face.

This old man is a fucking driver, and he has a bit of a confidant.

"Mrs. misses you so much, she has always wanted me to take you home," Uncle Li nodded, "but the family is too busy during this time, and she really can't get away." ”

He Sibai nodded dispensably: "Since she is busy, let's talk about it later." ”

Immediately, He Sibai nodded at Uncle Li, and was about to end the greetings and pass by.

I probably didn't expect his attitude to be so crisp. Uncle Li was stunned for two seconds before catching up again, and looked at him blankly: "Don't you ask if your wife's health is good?" ”

It's obviously an attitude of wanting to talk and stopping.,I want to tell him about the recent movements of whomever in the house.。

But He Sibai didn't bother to listen, he frowned a little impatiently: "I called her yesterday and greeted her, so I don't bother you." ”

"Oh, what about the phone call, you can't see or touch it," Uncle Li sighed, "Mrs. can't eat well and sleep these days......"

There were waiters walking around the stairs with trays, and seeing a waiter carrying a hot tofu pot about to pass between the two, Uncle Li hurriedly protected He Sibai, and waited for the waiter to walk away before he sighed: "This stairwell is not the place to talk, let's go to the box to talk." ”

As he spoke, he hugged He Sibai upstairs and entered the box.

After entering the box, Uncle Li looked left and right, closed the door of the box, and then sat down and continued: "Sir's physical condition has been getting worse and worse during this time, and he has moved to live in a mountain sanatorium. The company's major affairs are all entrusted to your brother. ”

"Then you can help me bring a greeting to Uncle Fang." He Sibai said.

Uncle Li stared at him with an expectant expression: "Okay, what else?" ”

"What else?" He Sibai asked suspiciously.

Uncle Li was helpless: "Why don't you go back and have a look?" ”

"Me?" He Sibai smiled, "I haven't met Uncle Fang yet, what am I going to do?" ”

"That's not how it is said......" Uncle Li retorted vaguely.

After a long time of inking, He Sibai had little patience. His expression turned cold: "I've already said what I should say, don't bother with you, I still have something to do over there, so I'll go first." ”

"Hey—"

Seeing that Uncle Li still wanted to stop him, He Sibai glanced at him with the tail of his eyes.

At this glance, Uncle Li felt cold, and he was suddenly so frightened that he didn't dare to move, and he didn't dare to speak. He Sibai could only watch as he walked towards the door.

Before leaving the door, He Sibai paused.

His eyes fell on the doorknob. After a pause, he spoke.

His voice was not high, but it was very firm: "I understand what you mean, but I'm not Yinghuhai, I don't have those thoughts, so don't bother me again." ”