Wen Jingchu's study is very large, and the agarwood furniture exudes a faint woody fragrance.

The main cleaning is still done by Aunt Xiang, and Rong Yan is just simply packing up Wen Jingchu's belongings.

At the back of the study there are two large shelves, which are full, most of them are books, and there are several wooden boxes.

The study room is Wen Jingchu's own small world, and hers is a meditation room.

Therefore, Rong Yan rarely enters his study on weekdays, and he doesn't touch his things much.

At the end of the pack, Rong Yan took down several wooden boxes he had placed on the shelf.

When he opened one of the wooden boxes, a familiar object came into view, and for a moment, Rong Yan was stunned.

These are all blessing bags of Lin San Temple, but in fact, the style is different every year.

There are some prayer bags from a long time ago, the oldest dating back to her freshman year.

Rong Yan held the blessing bag, his fingers trembling slightly.

During the winter vacation of her freshman year, she met Wen Jingchu in the courtyard of her home, and she was holding this style of blessing bag in her hand at that time.

At that time, she also asked him something about Buddhism, and she asked him if he believed in Buddhism.

She still remembers that the man said yes or no.

Rong Yan opened the blessing bag, and her name was written on the white rice paper, which he treasured for a long time.

Suddenly, Rong Yan's breathing increased slightly, and the guess in her heart seemed to be confirmed, but she still couldn't believe it.

It was nothing like what she knew.

Suddenly, she ran downstairs with the blessing bag in her hand.

I didn't care about the time when I was packing my belongings, and the interview was nearing the end.

Standing in front of the TV, Rong Yan saw the man's pure, noble, calm and self-contained figure at first glance.

He answered the host's questions seriously.

In the end, the host, who was also strict and serious, suddenly went against the norm, she smiled and asked a personal question, "Mr. Wen, I heard that you don't believe in gods and Buddhas, but why do you go to Lingshan Temple every year to pray?" ”

The moderator will get to know each interviewee in detail.

About half a year ago, Wen Jingchu did not hesitate to spend a lot of money to auction Master Jingyun's ink treasure in Wanbao Pavilion.

This incident aroused the interest of the team, and they looked through a lot of previous interviews and speeches by Wen Jingchu.

A long time ago, he said in another interview that he didn't believe in gods and Buddhas.

When the team got to know him in detail, they found that he would take time out to visit Lin San Temple every year.

This is very different from what he said about not believing in gods and Buddhas, which makes people curious.

After the host asked this question, Rong Yan squeezed the blessing bag in his hand tightly, his breathing slowed down, and he waited for Wen Jingchu to answer this question with a little nervousness.

Seeing that the man's dark eyes were as deep as ink, he thought for a moment, and slowly moved his lips and said, "Because Mrs. Wen believes in Buddhism." ”

It was also at this moment that Rong Yan was disturbed by his simple words.

Knowing the result, she still couldn't believe it, it all seemed very unreal.

Originally, she just wanted to find a suitable person to marry and reassure her grandfather.

He said to her, "Exactly, I am on the same page as you. ”

He also wants to find a suitable person to marry.

But now, Rong Yan found that all this was not what she thought.

When Rong Yan gradually came back to her senses, the interview was already over, and she didn't even know what the host said at the end.

The phone vibrated slightly, and Rong Yan glanced at it, it was a call from Wen Jingchu.

She answered, and a man's soft, deep voice came from the earpiece, mixed with the sound of the winter wind.

"Wife, have you watched the interview?"

Rong Yan pursed his lips and was silent for a while, then slowly spoke, "Look, I'm waiting for you to come back at home." ”

At this end, Wen Jingchu listened to Rong Yan's voice as calm as water, and frowned slightly.

It shouldn't be.

So calm, could it be that at the end of the interview she walked away and didn't look.

Wen Jingchu opened his mouth, and didn't say what he wanted to ask in the end, so he simply responded, "Okay, I'll be home in about an hour." ”

Hanging up the phone, Rong Yan sat quietly on the sofa in the living room, looking down at the blessing bag in his hand from time to time, recalling the bits and pieces of getting along with Wen Jingchu in the past.

An hour later, there was some movement outside.

Rong Yan slowly turned his head to look over, and after a while, a man walked in wearing a black coat, holding a few boxes of pastries from the Drunken Fragrance Pavilion in his hands.

Entering the living room, Wen Jingchu took off his coat outside.

As soon as he took off his coat, Rong Yan came over and reached out to hug him.

The house was warm, and she didn't wear much, just a plush home dress.

Wen Jingchu hurriedly supported her, "Don't, hug me later, I'm full of cold." ”

Rong Yan raised the blessing bag in his hand, "This, tell me about it?" ”

Seeing this, the man's eyebrows were raised slightly, and he hooked his lips and smiled, "Turned out all my little secrets?" ”

"I didn't deliberately rummage through your things, and I cleaned up the study with Aunt Xiang and the others."

Seeing him so calm, Rong Yan was a little anxious, she was eager for Wen Jingchu to admit something in person.

She clinged to him, "Quick, explain." ”

Wen Jingchu asked persistently, "Have you watched the interview?" ”

"Looked."

He poured a cup of hot water to drink, and waited for the cold on his body to dissipate before hugging her, his forehead against her, "Since you have seen it, then you still don't understand?" ”

"I want to hear from you."