Ling Jingchen's eyes narrowed, raised his hand, and pinched her chin, "Count it as looking for fun." ”

"Count as fun."

"It's a thrill."

After speaking, he gently rubbed her lower lip, "Is there anything else you want to ask?" ”

Yu Yan stared at his eyes, which seemed to have no emotion at this moment.

"Nope."

She shook off his hand, got off him, made a cold little face, took off the clothes that belonged to him, smashed them on him again with anger, and then picked up her own clothes and quickly changed them.

Ling Jingchen looked at her expression, his eyebrows deep and cold.

A delicate and stunning face, like a delicate thorny flower found on a cliff.

Alienation and coldness are her, and she is also delicate and lovely just now.

And switch between instantaneous, then, retract and release freely.

It only makes people feel that such people will not show their true intentions and intentions.

Yu Yan walked to the door and was about to open the door.

"Lingering."

Ling Jingchen suddenly called her by a nickname.

Yu Yan looked back, frowning, and looked puzzled, "What?" ”

"Three years ago, do you remember what you said to me?"

Yu Yan stared at him for a long time with a speculative gaze.

"Forget."

The sound fell, and she decisively left his room.

The man's body gradually became colder.

He got out of bed and walked over to the desk next to him and sat down.

On the parchment-colored rice paper spread on the table, the words of Yu Yan are written in all directions, and each one is bigger than the other, not as good as that of a first-grade elementary school student.

The corners of the man's lips curled, and he reached out the fingers of his right hand, tracing the words she had written, and he could feel that she had written in the order of the strokes.

Also, there are a lot of scriptures, and on the piece of paper used by Yu Yan, there is only a repeat of a sentence.

"When contemplating the bodhisattva of self-contemplation, when he walks in the deep prajnaparamita, he sees that the aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering."

It's not that this sentence has any meaning to Yu Yan.

It was she who first came into contact with the scriptures, learned this sentence, and memorized only this sentence.

But what Ling Jingchen described was what she wrote, the four words "the five aggregates are empty".

After writing one stroke at a time, he withdrew his hand and opened the drawer under his desk.

There are no locks, and anyone can open them.

When he opened it, there was a black-brown bracelet box in addition to the tools he usually used to look at the artifacts.

Open the bracelet again.

There was a silver ingot, a few circles of red rope, and a carving knife.

He stared at them, his gaze drifting.

……

Yu Yan returned to the room, and Su Zirou had already slept.

She was a little angry, she couldn't see Su Zirou sleeping, and deliberately slammed the door shut.

Su Zirou trembled with fright and woke up from her sleep.

But realizing that it was Yu Yan who had returned, she didn't dare to move, pretending not to be awakened.

Yu Yan continued to pour water and drink quietly, opened the suitcase, changed into pajamas, and then lay down in the bed.

Su Zirou secretly clenched her back molars.

And Yu Yan looked out the window, the sky was gradually brightening, and suddenly murmured: "Three years ago, ......"

Su Zirou paused, narrowed one eye, and glanced at Yu Yan.

Three years ago.

Yu Yan just met Ling Qi'an.

But the sudden picture in front of Yu Yan's eyes was not Ling Qi'an.

……

"Contemplation, self, being, bodhisattva, ......"

The grim man sat at a humble desk, reading word by word, slowly.

She propped her elbows on the table, put her hands on her cheeks, looked at his beautiful face, and said, "Guanzi Bodhisattva." ”

The man continued: "Yes, when the deep Prajnaparamita is deep. ”

"Brother Jingchen." She took a closer look at his face and interrupted him, "Guanzi Bodhisattva, is it the Bodhisattva who always saves Tang Seng in Journey to the West?" ”

The man sighed softly, "Don't get distracted, read with me." ”

She nodded, "Okay, jackfruit jackfruit, brother, hungry." ”