Chapter 1064
The temple still lingers with a sense of dilapidation. The whole temple is not big, and living in the mountains and forests, there is no one who has come to offer incense.
Here, it is more like a forgotten place.
In the temple came a burst of wedding bells, which startled the birds.
He stopped, looked quietly and looked at the plaque hanging in front of the door, vaguely visible on it a few words - Qing'an temple.
His eyes seemed to be at a loss, his hands slightly clenched into fists, and then loosened.
Then he stepped in.
The inside of the temple is very clean, and the fallen leaves are all piled up. Although it is very dilapidated, it is not dirty. There are many potted plants in the corner, which are planted very well.
His movement attracted a monk who was sweeping the floor.
"Benefactor, Shangxiang has missed the time."
"I'm looking for someone," he said in a gentle voice
The little monk was surprised, but he said, "master has not come back yet. Would you like to go in for a moment?"
"Well, thank you."
The little monk put down the broom, led the people to go inside, also brought the tea, then went on to sweep the floor.
He just sat on the chair with a cup of tea in his hand. It was an afternoon.
Ten minutes in the evening, a figure slowly came in, dressed in a cassock, looking amiable.
That's the old monk of this temple.
The old monk seemed not surprised to see him and said with a smile, "you are here again."
He stood up and saluted respectfully, saying, "master."
The old monk waved his hand and said, "I'm not a master. I'm just an old monk with half a foot in the earth."
He laughed, but the deference in his eyes did not decrease by half.
"Did you still not give up?"
He seemed to pause and say, "never."
"Well, I told you that the man didn't want to show up."
He was silent.
"After all these years, if she had been willing to see you, she would have seen you for a long time. You should have understood what it meant."
"I understand."
"So this time you're here..."
"I'll return something."
After that, he took out a hairpin from his arms. It was a very simple pearl hairpin, simple and unadorned. Even if it was thrown on the street, no one would pick it up.
But this hairpin is well kept. It can be seen that he has always kept it properly.
"Please give it back to her."
The old monk seemed to think of something. He sighed heavily and said, "Why are you suffering? Ah."
But the old monk took the hairpin and said, "I will give it to her."
He nodded, as if he had finished something. His face relaxed a little, and then suddenly began to cough. He coughed violently, as if he were going to cough his lungs out. The handsome face was as white as paper, with a touch of bright red and overflowing from the corner of his mouth.
He was embarrassed to wipe, trying to suppress the cough.
And his fierce cough, so that people standing outside the door directly pulled up the heart.
After half a ring, he finally stopped coughing, but his face had turned a morbid whiteness.
The old monk seemed to have a little bit of impatience, and said, "your body has fallen ill. You should not have continued to run. Why do you suffer?"
He just gently shook his head and said, "there are some things that should be done. People live in the world and have to do them."
"All things are foreign things. Why should we suffer?"
He knew that the old monk was really concerned, but he didn't refute it. He just bowed his head and said, "things have been given to you, and I will leave."
The old monk looked at the sky outside and said, "it's getting late at this time. Why don't you stay overnight and make plans?"
He shook his head and said, "my days are running out, and there are still some things I haven't done yet."
After that, he turned around and said, "I hope you can tell her that in this life, I owe her and can't repay her. I hope she can live a lifetime."
After leaving such a sentence, he left.
When his figure completely left the temple, the old monk slowly said: "those words, you heard it?"
Voice just fell, a beautiful shadow from the door stood out.
"Master, I hear you."
In the sound, there is also a trace of crying.
At this time, her eyes have been red, tears contained in it, can not fall down.
"Ah, the most difficult thing in the world is love. You have no chance. However, all these things are forced by you, and you will suffer a lot."
"Master, if I don't ask for it, I will not be at ease even if I live in this life."The old monk was stunned. He sighed and shook his head. He had lived to this age. He had seen all kinds of states in the world, but he did not meet such a situation. In terms of fate, these two people could never be together, but they were related.
Naturally, it is impossible to make a good end of the relationship.
That's why they are so miserable. It's still a bad fate.
However, if one wishes to tie and another is willing to be tied, it is impossible to untie the knot.
The old monk handed the hairpin to him and said, "over the years, he has been looking for you and meeting him. If you love him deeply, how can you be reluctant to see him?"
At this point, her tears have already trickled down.
"It's not that I don't want to comment, but I'm avoiding it. For so many years, this is the only time he still remembers me. Once I see him, I can even think of what he will say to me. Master, I'm afraid."
Her tears big big big drop, and that originally gorgeous face at the moment are only haggard and fragile.
"Master, he doesn't love me. He already has another person in his heart. He can never let go of that person and never accept me, even if I save him and take care of him. Master, I know that he will not accept me in this life, so I can guess what he wants to say to me
Seeing her like this, the old monk couldn't bear to persuade him: "you know it will be like this. Why don't you put down your obsession?"
She gave a bitter smile and said, "if I can put down this obsession in this life, I'm afraid I can't live to this moment."
Yes, let go of this obsession. She died a long time ago.
She is Hua Fei.
The former imperial concubine of cloud candle is also the concubine of Bai Li Wen Xiu.
And that thin figure, is the hundred mile pattern repair.
Five years ago, he was on the verge of death when he was seriously injured to protect Hanfei from all the men in black.
It was she who showed up and took him away in person and brought him here to heal and live again.
He was in a coma for two years. During the past six months, she took care of him. Even if he couldn't swallow food, she crushed the food herself and fed it one by one.
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Here, it is more like a forgotten place.
In the temple came a burst of wedding bells, which startled the birds.
He stopped, looked quietly and looked at the plaque hanging in front of the door, vaguely visible on it a few words - Qing'an temple.
His eyes seemed to be at a loss, his hands slightly clenched into fists, and then loosened.
Then he stepped in.
The inside of the temple is very clean, and the fallen leaves are all piled up. Although it is very dilapidated, it is not dirty. There are many potted plants in the corner, which are planted very well.
His movement attracted a monk who was sweeping the floor.
"Benefactor, Shangxiang has missed the time."
"I'm looking for someone," he said in a gentle voice
The little monk was surprised, but he said, "master has not come back yet. Would you like to go in for a moment?"
"Well, thank you."
The little monk put down the broom, led the people to go inside, also brought the tea, then went on to sweep the floor.
He just sat on the chair with a cup of tea in his hand. It was an afternoon.
Ten minutes in the evening, a figure slowly came in, dressed in a cassock, looking amiable.
That's the old monk of this temple.
The old monk seemed not surprised to see him and said with a smile, "you are here again."
He stood up and saluted respectfully, saying, "master."
The old monk waved his hand and said, "I'm not a master. I'm just an old monk with half a foot in the earth."
He laughed, but the deference in his eyes did not decrease by half.
"Did you still not give up?"
He seemed to pause and say, "never."
"Well, I told you that the man didn't want to show up."
He was silent.
"After all these years, if she had been willing to see you, she would have seen you for a long time. You should have understood what it meant."
"I understand."
"So this time you're here..."
"I'll return something."
After that, he took out a hairpin from his arms. It was a very simple pearl hairpin, simple and unadorned. Even if it was thrown on the street, no one would pick it up.
But this hairpin is well kept. It can be seen that he has always kept it properly.
"Please give it back to her."
The old monk seemed to think of something. He sighed heavily and said, "Why are you suffering? Ah."
But the old monk took the hairpin and said, "I will give it to her."
He nodded, as if he had finished something. His face relaxed a little, and then suddenly began to cough. He coughed violently, as if he were going to cough his lungs out. The handsome face was as white as paper, with a touch of bright red and overflowing from the corner of his mouth.
He was embarrassed to wipe, trying to suppress the cough.
And his fierce cough, so that people standing outside the door directly pulled up the heart.
After half a ring, he finally stopped coughing, but his face had turned a morbid whiteness.
The old monk seemed to have a little bit of impatience, and said, "your body has fallen ill. You should not have continued to run. Why do you suffer?"
He just gently shook his head and said, "there are some things that should be done. People live in the world and have to do them."
"All things are foreign things. Why should we suffer?"
He knew that the old monk was really concerned, but he didn't refute it. He just bowed his head and said, "things have been given to you, and I will leave."
The old monk looked at the sky outside and said, "it's getting late at this time. Why don't you stay overnight and make plans?"
He shook his head and said, "my days are running out, and there are still some things I haven't done yet."
After that, he turned around and said, "I hope you can tell her that in this life, I owe her and can't repay her. I hope she can live a lifetime."
After leaving such a sentence, he left.
When his figure completely left the temple, the old monk slowly said: "those words, you heard it?"
Voice just fell, a beautiful shadow from the door stood out.
"Master, I hear you."
In the sound, there is also a trace of crying.
At this time, her eyes have been red, tears contained in it, can not fall down.
"Ah, the most difficult thing in the world is love. You have no chance. However, all these things are forced by you, and you will suffer a lot."
"Master, if I don't ask for it, I will not be at ease even if I live in this life."The old monk was stunned. He sighed and shook his head. He had lived to this age. He had seen all kinds of states in the world, but he did not meet such a situation. In terms of fate, these two people could never be together, but they were related.
Naturally, it is impossible to make a good end of the relationship.
That's why they are so miserable. It's still a bad fate.
However, if one wishes to tie and another is willing to be tied, it is impossible to untie the knot.
The old monk handed the hairpin to him and said, "over the years, he has been looking for you and meeting him. If you love him deeply, how can you be reluctant to see him?"
At this point, her tears have already trickled down.
"It's not that I don't want to comment, but I'm avoiding it. For so many years, this is the only time he still remembers me. Once I see him, I can even think of what he will say to me. Master, I'm afraid."
Her tears big big big drop, and that originally gorgeous face at the moment are only haggard and fragile.
"Master, he doesn't love me. He already has another person in his heart. He can never let go of that person and never accept me, even if I save him and take care of him. Master, I know that he will not accept me in this life, so I can guess what he wants to say to me
Seeing her like this, the old monk couldn't bear to persuade him: "you know it will be like this. Why don't you put down your obsession?"
She gave a bitter smile and said, "if I can put down this obsession in this life, I'm afraid I can't live to this moment."
Yes, let go of this obsession. She died a long time ago.
She is Hua Fei.
The former imperial concubine of cloud candle is also the concubine of Bai Li Wen Xiu.
And that thin figure, is the hundred mile pattern repair.
Five years ago, he was on the verge of death when he was seriously injured to protect Hanfei from all the men in black.
It was she who showed up and took him away in person and brought him here to heal and live again.
He was in a coma for two years. During the past six months, she took care of him. Even if he couldn't swallow food, she crushed the food herself and fed it one by one.
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