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Chapter 114

Fu Xiao seldom welcomes pilgrims together with the crowd, even if most of them are female relatives.

The people who came today actually already had guesses in their minds, but she didn't care.

It was already too late when she went, An Jing and the little nun walked behind the teacher and waited there, silently stood in the last row with their heads bowed.

As soon as he stood up, the man followed him.

familiar person.

Fuxiao's heart is like still water.

Saying hello together with the crowd, the man's eyes fell on him as if inadvertently, staying for a few moments, when Fu Xiao looked back, the man looked away.

When it was time for everyone to disperse, only a few teachers and abbots were left to thank, Fu Xiao calmly dragged the curious and restless little nun out, handed it over to Chinen after going out, and smiled as the two listened to each other and walked away slowly.

Thinking about it, even without her, the teacher probably arranged for someone to consult, but it is still necessary to go and see.

With that in mind, Fu Xiao strolled back.

After knocking on the door a few times, the person inside quickly came to open the door, apparently having not slept all night.

Fu Xiao asked indifferently: "Is the benefactor okay?"

Biqing nodded, didn't say much, just said briefly: "She hasn't woken up yet, we are leaving today."

Fu Xiao responded lightly, without even looking into the room, Dao Shengzhen walked around again and again.

If I can't do anything else, I just clean up the courtyard and fix the flower stand.After sweeping the courtyard in a short time, half a basket of fallen leaves was piled up. It just rained yesterday, and it was very cold and damp.

The trimming of the flower stand started smoothly, until it was found that the horizontal bar entangled with dead vines could not be moved, and it was still a little high, and it was a bit laborious to float.He was going to find something to pick out, but he couldn't find a suitable object for a long time, so Fu Xiao returned to the original place and stood, looking up slightly.

It's better to wait for it to fall naturally.

Reincarnation of prosperity and withering, its season is coming to an end, there are very few crops in this season, and it is not very useful to get flower stands, naturally.

Just as this idea was settled, a pair of well-articulated and generous hands plucked off the dead vine.Very strong hands, using the force very deftly, just pulled lightly without shaking the flower stand, and the withered vine fell into his hands.

Fu Xiao retreated a few steps along the flower stand and stopped, her eyes met for a moment.

The man must have stared at her for a long time, with uncertain emotions in his eyes.After a while, his throat moved slightly, and he said in a low voice: "How are you doing recently?"

Fu Xiao nodded and said, "Very good."

He quietly looked around and asked, "Do you like this place and want to stay here?"

Fu Xiao circled around the head like him, very quiet and simple, the only thing that could be heard was the sound of Buddha's trumpets and chanting sutras.So she said: "Very at ease, more at ease than any place I've seen in my life." Speaking of this, Fu Xiao's expression was faintly serene, which he had never seen since he saw her.

He lowered his usual sharp eyes and said: "I understand." What did he understand, he didn't say anything, just like when he came, he left without a sound, Fu Xiao watched him go.

When he walked to the gate of the courtyard, he was suddenly bumped by a swaying figure. He was motionless, and the man was a bit embarrassed. He gave him a fierce look, his eyes were fierce and jealous, as if a fire could be ignited immediately. But not for this.

It was difficult for him to run, and he still had the strength to stare at him. He wanted to laugh, but he couldn't.

Before Liu Wan swayed and ran up a few steps, Fu Xiao frowned and approached to support her, Liu Wan was not polite at all, barely holding back the crying and choking, and hugged Fu Xiao tightly, and Fu Xiao The first sentence was: "Are you cured?" Her voice was calm, but there was concern that she didn't realize.

After all it is different.

He covered his eyes and sneered, but the corners of his mouth curled up uncontrollably, not knowing who he was laughing at.

Before the man walked away, Liu Wan grabbed Fu Xiao's collar, her eyes were still red, and her crying voice was still there, she resolutely said: "Don't go with him! If you dare, I will die in front of you! Isn't it out of compassion? , can you just watch me die?"

"If you become a nun, I'll hit the bell with you. If you like someone else, I'll hang myself. Anyway, you can't get rid of me in this life. If you dare to ignore me, I will die!"

These words are brutal and unreasonable, like a shrew who abandons her complaints.Fu Xiao was extremely calm, neither smiling nor angry, just patting Liu Wan's back lightly, comforting her lightly, and murmured softly like a sigh: "Don't do evil, sin..."

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Two gray-clothed monks were standing at the ferry, wearing white veiled hats, and their faces could not be seen clearly.

"If that's the case, you don't know when you will return after leaving, do you really have no regrets?" asked the teacher.

Fu Xiao turned around and glanced at the world behind him, only said: "I don't regret it."

The boat quickly berthed in front of the riverside ferry, and each other helped each other onto the boat.Fu Xiao thinks, from now on, the world will be far and wide, even if he deliberately seeks it, it will be difficult to reach the sky, and it will be difficult to meet again.

Thinking about the innocence of the past, there is only a vague dream.

The wind howled on the river, blowing the veil.

Fu Xiao felt that, in fact, in the half of her life, apart from Wu Xiang, there was nothing worth regretting.

Parents are, Liu Wan is, born is also, and now leaving is even more so.

She already knows what kind of person Liu Wan is, and she will not jump to conclusions, but she understands that Liu Wan is someone who will never die easily.

It's true to hate, it's true to complain, but the most real thing is those times when you fell in love.It only took one night to figure this out.Fu Xiao really thinks that hating someone is too tiring, it is better to just remember what has been given and what has been received, hate is too useless, and the torment will always be oneself.

So when she let Liu Wan go, she also let herself go.

She really let it go.

The boat started to move, gradually separating the sand from the shore.

Over there, who didn't know what to say or if it was too late, a figure appeared.

Very familiar, cooked to the point of grinding every night, cooked to the soul of flesh and blood.

The man didn't say anything, and the tears that hadn't stopped since the reunion flooded like a tide and kept falling.

This time she didn't say anything, but Fu Xiao seemed to be able to feel the heart-piercing pain.His brows and eyes were depressed and hopeless, his eyes were full of ashes, and he knelt on the ground as if he couldn't breathe, but his eyes did not let go for a moment, looking at Fu Xiao, as if they could see through the veil.

Like a river at night, without people.

Those eyes are beautiful, lonely and lonely like a dying person.

Fu Xiao wanted to open his mouth, but only said one word: "Master..."

The teacher shook her head and interrupted Fu Xiao with a smile.

Liu Wan couldn't stand up anymore, and watched Fu Xiao getting further and further away until she could no longer see her.Tears fell and hit the sand on the bank, and quickly melted away, no difference from the river water.

"If you don't feel sorry for yourself, I will feel sorry for you." Someone laughed suddenly.

It's not the wind, it's not the flag that moves, the heart of the benevolent moves.

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