Early morning.

Breeze.

Warm sun.

In front of the temple.

The old master stood on the stone steps in the mountains, holding the one-foot-long ring ruler in his hand, his eyes were calm and solemn, and he looked at the distant sky along the gradually rising light, with a leisurely expression.

Xiaohua lay at the feet of the old master, squinting and yawning, and ran to the top of the mountain in the middle of the night to pick up the old master, thinking that she hadn't slept enough.

Need to catch up on sleep.

The front of the mountain is empty and quiet, and it is very peaceful.

A man and a donkey have been quiet in the wind for a long time.

Until someone came behind him.

The crescent moon didn't sleep well last night, as if she was preoccupied.

I woke up a little later in the morning than usual, and I looked a little tired.

When she went out, she saw the old master standing against the wind, and she was not too surprised why the teacher came back suddenly, thinking that she had been used to him being so elusive in the past many days.

Gently walked in front of the old master, lowered his body and touched Xiaohua's head, and the crescent moon said, "The teacher has gone all the way?"

The old master retracted his gaze from afar and said, "I can't talk about whether it will go well or not, but I just went out and met some people and gave a few words, and as for how much they can listen to, it depends on their own creation." ”

Speaking of this, the old master glanced at the crescent moon, suddenly smiled, and said, "Little crescent has something on his mind?"

The breeze was gentle, and the girl panicked.

She lowered her head and didn't dare to raise it, her voice was very soft, and she said: "Every day in the Buddhist hall to chant scriptures, meditate and recuperate, where will there be any thoughts." ”

"Since you don't have anything to worry about, why did you mess up your routine today? I don't even rush to do my homework. In the past, after getting up, I would read the scriptures for a while and then go to cook for the teacher. Now it looks like you're not in a good mood. ”

The old master patted the ring ruler in his hand and smiled meaningfully: "Could it be that your junior brother is bullying you at home?"

Crescent Moon quickly said: "Naturally it has nothing to do with him, although the little junior brother has a withdrawn personality and does not like to talk, he is very patient with me, and it is easier to get along than I expected." These days, he has been practicing seriously, and every day is very hard, and the teacher can't talk about him. ”

These words are a little anxious and slightly partial, but they start from the heart.

The old master listened to it in his ears, and he had all his thoughts under control.

After teaching Xiao Crescent for sixteen years, he naturally knows what kind of heart this girl in front of him has been with since childhood.

The thoughts are simple, not close to the mortal, and the mood has never been shocked or disturbed.

But now that Tang Qing has entered the mountain, they have been together for a long time, but there are ripples on the lake of the girl's calm heart.

I'm afraid that I'm secretly in love.

The girl is pregnant with spring, it's that simple.

Thinking of this, the old master's smile became more and more bright, and he said: "Since it has nothing to do with him, there must be a reason, if the little crescent is in a bad mood, don't talk about me, even the little flower will not sleep well." ”

Under the warm sun, Xiaohua enjoys the touch of the crescent moon, which is very comfortable.

The corners of his mouth flowed to the ground, and he was about to sleep beautifully.

Hearing the old master's words, its closed eyes jumped symbolically, and the two rows of white teeth in its mouth clicked out, which was a kind of response.

Soon, there was the sound of Xiaohua's donkey breathing in the wind, and the two big ears were closed tightly, not hearing anything outside the dream.

Can't sleep, non-existent.

The old master looked at the little donkey's silly appearance and shook his head and smiled.

The crescent moon couldn't laugh, she thought about it, and finally said, "Senior brother, he shouldn't live in this temple like me." Teacher, you must have your own arrangements for taking him up the mountain. ”

The old master did not speak, but listened quietly.

Crescent continued: "His illness is not easy to treat, many days in the past have not been good, I want to help him, but I don't know how to do it, I can only try to teach him to practice, but the result is not yet known. ”

"He has a lot of things that he can't let go of outside, and he also has people who are very concerned, maybe he doesn't belong here at all. If you can, wait until he has passed the congenital, and I hope that you will let him go down the mountain and go his own way. ”

"In the past sixteen years, except for the teacher and Xiaohua, no one else has spoken to me, and now there is a little junior brother, and the crescent moon is very happy. It's just that every time I think that he will leave the small temple one day, I feel a little sad in my heart, and how can I be happy. ”

The crescent moon muttered to herself, in a low mood.

The old master sighed and said, "Teacher, I have seen all the luck in the world in my life, calculating the world, and the cause and effect of reincarnation are all under control, but I can't figure out the word love. Therefore, since you were a child, the teacher taught you a lot of things, only the love of the world, can not be granted, you can only taste yourself. ”

At this point, he touched the crescent moon's head, and his eyebrows were a little distressed.

The crescent moon slowly got up, and the brightness in her eyes was striking, with a little inexplicable sadness.

She raised her head slightly, facing the wind and the warm sun, and looked at the front of the small temple.

There, Tang Qing stood quietly, not knowing how long he had been watching there or how long he had been listening.

The girl blushed a little, and she said softly, "Senior brother, get up, I'll cook for you." ”

After saying this, she left, with a lot of panic.

I thought to myself how embarrassing it would be if the hypocritical words before were heard by the junior brother.

Tang Qing's face was calm, he walked up to the old master, didn't say a word, just bowed down, very respectful.

After returning from the wasteland, he and the old master met for the second time.

Although there is a master-apprentice relationship, there is not much communication.

The old master looked at Tang Qing, nodded slightly, and said, "The body is a little stronger." ”

Without waiting for Tang Qing to speak, he said again: "Did you hear all the words that your senior sister said?"

Tang Qing said: "The sound is in my ears. ”

"What do you think?"

"Senior sister loves me and protects me, Tang Qing can't repay me. For the rest of her life, she will miss him and treat him as a relative, and dare not forget each other. ”

"Even if you leave the mountain?"

"Even to the ends of the earth. ”

The old master sighed silently and nodded slightly.

After a long time, he continued: "The love and love in the world are like a mirror, which cannot be easily captured, but it can always inadvertently provoke people's heartstrings. The crescent moon lives in seclusion in the mountains all year round, and is always ignorant about those. Hopefully, I won't get hurt in this area and affect my mood in the future. ”

Tang Qing was silent and did not reply.

Emotions are somewhat mixed.

The old master looked up at the sky, put down his worries, and suddenly turned around and asked, "Have you ever thought about when you will leave here?" ”

Tang Qing was a little surprised, he said: "Naturally, it is arranged by the teacher. ”

The old master smiled and said, "What if you stay in this small temple for the rest of your life and never go out of the mountain?"

"Then I stayed here and listened to the teachings of my teacher and sister. ”

Tang Qing quickly said: "It's just a lifetime, I'm afraid it's a little difficult." My illness will not last the rest of my life. ”

The young man said in a loud voice.

The tone is low.

But there is not much sadness.

It seems that he has long been used to talking about his very bad life.

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