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Chapter 40 Smile

At this time, it was getting dark, and there were fewer pedestrians on the street, and the inn gradually became quiet. Through the window, the light in the room was very dim.

Chu Zhou walked behind, turned around after closing the door, and found that the room was a little dark. Although he could barely see the furnishings in the room, it was so dim that it was always unclear.

He went to the table and reached for the candlestick.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the fingertips touched the base of the candlestick, a hand stretched out and touched him lightly.It was the hand of Qingfang who stood beside him at some time and also wanted to get the candlestick.

Those hands were slightly bigger than his, with well-defined joints, white and slender, with a thin layer of calluses between the fingers.The part that touched him was ice-cold, which was the same as the other person's usual feeling, but after a while, the temperature of the part where the two touched rose, and it was so hot that it was hot to the touch.

Qingfang felt that the skin that touched the other's fingers was scorching hot, and it was obviously cold as if there was no temperature at all, but now it radiated extremely high heat, burning from the fingertips to the bottom of his heart.

Qing Fang turned his face, he was taller than Chu Zhou, and he saw the slightly trembling eyelashes at a glance.Obviously the light was dim at this time, but at such a close distance, he seemed to be able to see every tiny change on the other person's face.

Chu Zhou's eyes blinked twice quickly, and his fine eyelashes flickered. His heart moved, and he moved closer. He also raised his hand slightly, covering the back of the other's warm hand.

Chu Zhou felt an inexplicable restlessness in the air, a little depressed, and seemed to be on the verge of an explosion. He blinked and was about to speak when he felt a warm touch on the back of his hand.

He subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but the other party seemed to have little strength, but he couldn't pull it back no matter what.

"Master?"

He raised his head, but suddenly felt a cold and soft feeling on his forehead, which disappeared in an instant.

He looked at the face of the other party who was close at hand, and lost his voice.

Qingfang has always given people the feeling of being cold and ruthless, no matter whether others are ecstatic or distraught, they can't cause him the slightest fluctuation.Those light gray eyes are always calm, except that they are still walking in the world, the rest are completely the same as the cold Buddha statue on the hall.

But now, this Buddha statue is very close to him, as if he could hug each other with just reaching out.

Chu Zhou couldn't help breathing lightly, and looked at the other party carefully.

Qingfang's lips are light in color, a little thin, and they are tightly pressed together at this time, which seems a bit serious.Along the high bridge of the nose, there are deep eyes.

These normally emotionless eyes are now staring at him intently. Under the dim light, those eyes are a little deep, but also seem to be a little soft, with emotions that he can't understand.

Being looked at like this, he felt a little inexplicably flustered, and couldn't help calling out: "Master."

Qingfang closed his eyes, and replied in a low voice: "Yes."

As if suppressing deep feelings, he squeezed Chu Zhou's hand with some strength, and couldn't help rubbing it lightly, then slowly let go of his hand, hanging by his side, letting the temperature in his palm gradually fade away. Cool down.

Chu Zhou felt that the current atmosphere was a bit strange. He felt something faintly, but he didn't think about it.

He took the candlestick, lit the candle, and the room instantly lit up.

Seeing that Qingfang's face was still cold, he subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

He placed the candlestick in the middle of the table and sat down.

Qing Fang also sat opposite.

"Master," Chu Zhou looked up and saw that Qing Fang had been looking at him, he looked away, stared at the Zen stick leaning on the table and said, "Let's go find Qing Ji again tomorrow."

Qingfang nodded and said, "Okay."

"I don't know why she wanted to kill me..."

Chu Zhou was still a little puzzled. They had only come to Micheng yesterday, and they hadn't wandered around or done anything yet, so why were they being targeted by Qing Ji.

Qingfang said lightly: "We are Buddhists."

Buddhists?

Is there any connection between the two?Chu Zhou was still a little puzzled, did the monsters fear them?

No, no, he suddenly thought of what the man said just now, because the man who betrayed Qing Ji was a monk, she washed that monastery with blood.

It's just that it's been so long, does Qing Ji still hate monks so much?Just because of a person's identity, he must be killed for it.

He couldn't help but look at the opposite side, it seems that Qingfang has to rely on Qingfang to transform the monster again, but he doesn't know, after this incident is resolved, will Qingfang change a little?

Joining the WTO, in addition to experiencing it first-hand, you have to see all kinds of things in the world and then detach yourself from it.

Qingfang saw that he was looking at him and didn't know what he was thinking, and there were still some doubts and emotions in his eyes, so he asked softly: "What's wrong?"

Chu Zhou didn't express his thoughts. He put his arms on the table, crossed his hands under his chin, looked at Qingfang opposite, and changed the subject: "Master, I have never seen you smile before." No Know what it's like to laugh?

Qingfang was stunned.

Laugh, of course he never laughed.

Growing up in a monastery since he was a child, he remembered from the very beginning that he should not have emotions and desires, and demanded himself with the goal of becoming a Buddha.The abbot would smile kindly, and other disciples would also laugh happily because of some things, but he never felt that it was meaningful.

Why laugh?

What other people call happiness, joy, and happiness, he has never experienced it, and he has never understood it.Obviously Buddhist scriptures say to be ruthless and desireless, but they still have joy, anger, sorrow and joy. Are these not important?It's just that these are meaningless to him. For so many years, he has worshiped Buddha according to his own understanding. He only has Buddhism in his eyes, and everything he does is to become a Buddha.

Just looking at Chu Zhou's curious eyes, Qing Fang couldn't help but think of the other party's hazy smile under the moonlight.

It was just a simple smile without any special emotion, but he thought it was the best smile he had ever seen.

If, if Chu Zhou only smiled at him, only for him...

As this thought appeared, his heart beat faster, and the muscles on his face also moved. Following the smiling faces of other people in his memory, the corners of his mouth slowly, slowly, hooked up.

It was like the dazzling starlight suddenly shining in the extreme dark night, like the soaring flame suddenly rising on the calm water.

For a moment, the light is shining.

Chu Zhou looked at Qingfang in a daze.

Although he thought that Qingfang would look good when he smiled, but he didn't expect it to be so stunning.

If people who have never laughed before laugh, they can really empty the blood tank.

He pressed his chest, as if he could still feel the violent beating of his heart just now.

Really, it's too foul.

"...Master," Chu Zhou calmed down, looked at Qingfang who was still smiling without knowing it, and said heartily, "Master, you should stop laughing."

"Ok?"

A dark look flashed across Qingfang's eyes, and his face turned back to indifference. He looked at Chu Zhou, but saw a little blush on the other side's face, and he froze for a moment.

Then he couldn't help but raised the corners of his lips again, and said in a cold voice, "Okay."

Chu Zhou reached out and pressed his chest: "...Master!"

Qingfang replied in a warm voice: "Yes."

Heartbroken, he took out the wooden fish, and Chu Zhou sat on the bed, ready to meditate by chanting sutras.

It's just that before starting, he always felt that he forgot something...

He didn't think about it until Qingfang sat beside him, so he closed his eyes and recited the Heart Sutra.

Qing Fang turned his head to look at the serious profile of the person beside him, and couldn't help feeling soft emotions in his heart.He just learned to laugh, and now he couldn't stop being happy. Although he didn't really laugh, there was a smile on the corners of his eyes and brows.

Is this happy?

As long as he looked at Chu Zhou, he would feel this way.

I want to keep looking at the other person, I want the other person to only see him in my eyes, I feel nervous when my body touches, but I want to be closer...

It's not the time yet, but one day, they will connect with each other.

He closed his eyes in peace and recited the scriptures.

until late at night.

Chu Zhou was a little sleepy, and he still couldn't chant sutras and Buddha all night.

Qingfang next to him was still concentrating on beating the wooden fish, he yawned, put down the wooden fish mallet lightly, and leaned aside to rest for a while.

Suddenly, a sharp shout came from the opposite room, which was especially piercing in the quiet night.

Chu Zhou sat up suddenly.

He forgot that Qing Ji acted in the middle of the night the night before.

And that man lived in his room today!

He quickly got out of bed, opened the door, and ran to the opposite room.

Qingfang also put down the wooden fish, picked up the Zen stick, and walked behind.