Shen Jianian walked out of the courtyard slowly step by step, looking stunned and a little in a trance.

Fu Jichen glanced at the abbot in the courtyard, twisted his eyebrows slightly, grabbed Shen Jianian's hand and asked, "What did the abbot tell you?" ”

Far away, he couldn't hear what they were talking about, and could only deduce that she had heard something bad by observing Shen Jianian's expression.

Shen Jiannian's gaze moved to his face, and the eight words left to her by the abbot in his mind were still in his mind: half a life of fear and palpitations.

Fu Jichen touched her forehead with his palm, and it was cold: "Don't listen to that old monk fooling you, I have donated how much incense money, and he doesn't know what to say." ”

The result of the last hexagram, he minded in his heart, and after he went back, he instructed Song Fang to donate a sum of incense money to Tanfu Temple in his name.

That amount of money is enough to reshape the golden body of the Buddha statue in the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

For the sake of incense, the Buddha should also bless him with a happy married life and accompany his beloved until he grows old.

Shen Jianian relieved himself and patted him on the arm: "Buddha Gate Holy Land, you are not allowed to talk nonsense. ”

Fu Jichen saw that her face looked better, and he was a lot more relieved, and his dark eyes were dyed with a slight smile: "You really became a little nun?" ”

Shen Jianian glanced at him, and his lips barely pulled a faint arc, because his heart was covered with gloom, and his smile did not seem to be happy.

The two walked on the stone road when they came, and Fu Jichen was still behind, staring at the slender figure in front of them.

Walking back to the courtyard where Shen Jianian lived, Fu Jichen patted her arm: "You check again to see if there is anything missing, I'll go out for a cigarette and see you later." ”

With that, he turned and went out.

Shen Jiannian remembered that it was non-smoking here, and was about to open his mouth to remind him that Fu Jichen was no longer visible in the courtyard.

The road he had just walked through, Fu Jichen remembered very clearly, his steps were big and fast, and his steps were vigorous.

When he came to the abbot's residence, he was not as cautious as Shen Jiannian, knocked on the door symbolically, and walked straight in.

The abbot squatted in the ditch between the two vegetable patches to pull weeds, his wrinkled hands covered with mud, and glanced back at the sound.

"Master Abbot, excuse me." Fu Jichen got straight to the point, "I want to know, what did you say to my girlfriend?" ”

The abbot turned his back to him and sighed, he had lived for more than seventy years, and the loess was about to be buried in his neck, and he had never seen such a pair of good men and women, one more stubborn than the other.

It's also his fault, he shouldn't have made an exception to tell him the hexagram before, which led to these later things.

The abbot threw away a handful of weeds in his hand, stood up, turned to look at him, and his face was sympathetic to the world: "She thinks about how to help you overcome the disaster, but she doesn't know that she also has a catastrophe in her life, everything in the world has a fixed number, and it is useless for you to come to me." Let's go, let's go, don't come again. ”

The abbot put his hands behind his back, fearing that he would be approached again, so he called a little novice in front of Fu Jichen and told him that he would retreat for the next month and never see any more visitors.

Fu Jichen left, thinking about the abbot's words all the way, and returned the same way.

Shen Jianian took out the suitcase and put it under the eaves of the corridor outside the wing, and there was a quilt in the duffel bag, and she carried a small bag on her body.

Fu Jichen walked over, Shen Jianian didn't smell the smoke on him, but still reminded him: "You can't smoke in the temple, I forgot to tell you just now." ”

"I know, I didn't smoke, I went out for a walk."

Fu Jichen has always been moody, and his emotions are not as exposed as Shen Jiannian, even if there are waves in his heart because of the abbot's words, his face is not obvious.

*

Returning to Yunding Palace from Tanfu Temple, Shen Jianian felt like a world away.

Fu Jichen didn't go to the company, changed into home clothes and watched movies with Shen Jianian at home. He circled the person between his chest and the crook of his arm, looked at the picture in the movie, and thought about something.

Shen Jianian nestled in his arms in a comfortable position, wearing a warm sweater and knitted pants, thick socks on his feet, and a bag of plums in his hand.

She rarely eats snacks, because Aunt Cheng sees that she is not old, and every time she goes back to the supermarket to buy ingredients, she will always bring her some snacks, candy, potato chips, biscuits and the like.

Shen Jiannian's lips curled, Fu Jichen glanced at it, leaned over and pulled two tissues from the coffee table, handed them to her lips, didn't deliberately look at her the whole time, but knew what she was going to do.

She was stunned for a moment, and spit the words in her mouth into a tissue.

Shen Jianian picked up another one from the bag, stuffed it into her mouth and ate it slowly, the sweet and sour taste, she liked it very much, she couldn't stop eating, and it took a while to solve most of the pack.

Fu Jichen held her hand, and with the other hand, snatched the bag from her hand: "I see that you have eaten a lot, and your stomach will not be able to stand it if you eat it again." ”

Shen Jianian still had one in his mouth, and his voice was slurred: "You can taste it, it's really delicious." ”

Hearing this, Fu Jichen lowered his eyes to look at her, suddenly pinched her jaw and lifted it, and at the same time pressed down his thin lips and kissed her deeply.

The words in Shen Jianian's mouth disappeared.

In the next second, Fu Jichen withdrew, his brows furrowed, and his handsome face wrinkled.

Shen Jianian had never seen such a vivid expression on his face, it was more interesting than the brown sugar pearls he sucked when he drank milk tea, and he couldn't help laughing for a while.

Fu Jichen spit out the words in his mouth: "Can you eat this thing?" It's so sore that my cheeks hurt. ”

"It's so exaggerated, I think it's okay."

Shen Jiannian took advantage of his inattention and snatched it back from his hand, seeing that there were only three or four plums left in the bag, all of which were poured into his mouth, and his cheeks were bulging.

Fu Jichen couldn't help but secrete saliva in his mouth just by watching her eat, the arm around her waist tightened, pinched her bulging cheeks, and said helplessly: "How can you be like a child, if you don't let you eat, you will play tricks." ”

Cheng Jin came over and saw the two sitting on the sofa, hugging each other in an intimate posture, and said softly, "Dinner is ready." ”

Shen Jiannian was a little shy, broke out of Fu Jichen's arms, put on his slippers, spit out the few uneaten words in his mouth into the trash, turned his head to look at Fu Jichen, and said silently: That's it.

Fu Jichen laughed and went to the restaurant with her to eat.

Knowing that she ate light fasting meals during the week she lived in Tanfu Temple, before dinner, he specially told Cheng Jin that when the chef came, he asked him to make a few more meat dishes and make up for her.

Shen Jianian sat down opposite, looking at the chicken, duck and fish on the table, not very appetizing.

"What's the matter, I'm used to eating fasting and don't like this?" Fu Jichen looked at her uninterested and asked.

For the results of other people's hard work, Shen Jianian couldn't be picky, shook his head and said, "No, I just don't know which one to eat first." ”

Fu Jichen sandwiched a chicken leg for her: "Eat chicken first, and then drink some soup later." ”

Shen Jiannian bent his lips shallowly at him, took a bite of chicken thigh, just swallowed it, suddenly his face changed, put down his chopsticks and rushed to the bathroom, holding the sink and spitting it out.