Medical incense

Seeing Zhen Shiniang's eager eyes, Shen Zhongqing nodded resolutely, "Okay!" He clenched that slender little hand. "I'll walk up with you."

Feeling the cold fingers in his hands, Shen Zhongqing felt sad for a while, but his expression became warmer and his smile became stronger, "If you are tired, don't hold on, I am ready to serve you at any time..."

Zhen Shiniang ignored the flashing pain in his eyes, and giggled, "...I walk slowly, because I'm afraid you're impatient." She looked at him seriously, "As long as you're willing to wait, you won't be caught halfway up the mountain." I'll just drop it!"

Shen Zhongqing's body trembled, and he walked forward silently.

After a long time, he said slowly, "Don't worry, no matter how slow it is, I will accompany you all the way to the top of the mountain."

Zhen Shiniang tightly held that big warm hand.

Stop and go, talking and laughing, ordinary people walk for a quarter of an hour, they walked for a full hour and a half.

When she came to the top of the mountain, Zhen Shiniang was in a good mood. She lost her usual calmness and reserve, and sat down on the grass, panting heavily, "...I can't believe that I can still climb such a high mountain by myself!" The smile on the face is as romantic as a child.

The April breeze was blowing warmly on her face, and there was an indescribable sense of comfort. Zhen Shiniang closed her eyes in enjoyment.

Shen Zhongqing's nose was a little sore.

Mountain climbing, such a simple thing for ordinary people, is actually an unattainable luxury for her!

Suddenly, he was thankful.

This time, he accompanied her up step by step, instead of holding her up as domineeringly as before.Not depriving her of a little extravagant hope of her lifetime again.

Worried about the coolness of the grass, but Shen Zhongqing did not pull her up and hold her in his arms as domineeringly as before. He sat briskly beside her, took off his clothes and spread them under his body, and watched the sky quietly with her The sunset glow, watching the setting sun like blood.

"If..." He wants to ask, if life is not long, what do you want to do most?He changed his words again, "Except for mountain climbing. What is your greatest wish?"

Her greatest wish?

Traveling the world of course

This was her wish in her previous life. She hoped that one day she would save enough money and travel around freely. She could see the sunrise on Mount Tai, the sea in Hawaii, the snow in Zurich alone with her luggage on her back... just.These wishes can no longer be fulfilled.

"My greatest wish..." Thinking of the usual three or four days' journey to Wanfo Temple, they actually walked for nearly half a month. "With her body, it is impossible to continue playing." Sighing in my heart With a sound, Zhen Shiniang said slowly, "I just want to find a small farmyard, where I can grow vegetables and flowers with my family, and go fishing by the stream when I'm free..." They counted one by one.She remembered the poem again, "The thatched eaves are low and the grass is green on the stream. When drunk, Wu Yin is charming, who is the old woman with white hair? The older one is hoeing the east of the bean stream, and the middle one is weaving chicken coops. My favorite Little rascal, lie on the head of the stream and peel the lotus pods..."

Once, this was the life she had always wanted to live.

During the five years when she was abandoned, what she longed for most was to divorce him and find someone she liked.The two worked as men and women doctors together, and led Jian Wu and Jian Wen to live an ordinary life together... At that time.She never thought that there would be a day when she would be with him.

"It's that simple?" Shen Zhongqing was a little astonished, he didn't dare to let her sit on the cold ground for too long, he stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, "After we worshiped the Bodhisattva, we went down the mountain to find a small farmyard to grow fields and flowers... ..." said with emotion, "After so many years of military career, I haven't lived such a leisurely life for a long time." Thinking of Jian Wu and Jian Wen's greedy eyes when he told him about the past in Wutong Town, "...they must like it too."

There are no ordinary disputes, a family of four, planting flowers and grass, fishing at the head of the stream, this day is beautiful just thinking about it, and her life is enough to be accompanied by his father and son in the last days of her life.

An inexplicable warm current surged in my heart.

Suddenly, Zhen Shiniang turned around and put her arms around Shen Zhongqing's neck and kissed her.

The passion was instantly aroused, Shen Zhongqing's face turned red

He tried his best to restrain his physical impulse, and forced himself to straighten Zhen Shiniang's face.

"...This is a clear place of Buddhism, you will be kicked out when you look carefully at the abbot." There was an extremely suppressed restraint in the petting voice.

Feeling the changes in Shen Zhongqing's body below her, Zhen Shiniang was startled for a long time, then giggled.

The two stood up.

Looking at the bluestone stairs winding and extending to the mountain gate under his feet, Shen Zhongqing hesitated.

Doesn't she still want to go on by herself?

Looking at Zhen Shiniang's pale face, Shen Zhongqing felt distressed, "Do you still want to go on by yourself?" He asked tentatively.

"...I can't walk anymore." Zhen Shiniang shook her head with a wry smile, "You can carry me down the mountain."

"Okay." Shen Zhongqing bent down.

Zhen Shiniang climbed up his broad back.

Reluctant to part with this happy time, Shen Zhongqing walked very slowly, hugging his neck tightly, watching him step by step down the bluestone steps, Zhen Shiniang called out in a low voice, "Zhongqing..."

"Hmm..." Shen Zhongqing continued to walk step by step.

"...You can call me Ayou from now on." Ayou is the real her, "I like you to call me Ayou." Every time she heard him call her Shi Niang, she always felt that he was calling her predecessor, and she felt It was very uncomfortable, she hoped that the cherished and spoiled ones he liked were filled with her Jane worry, not her predecessor.

Although she knew that she and her predecessor were fused together in spirit and flesh, that Jian You was Zhen Shiniang, and Zhen Shiniang was Jian You, her idea was a bit absurd, and she felt sorry for her predecessor.

However, she was really jealous of her predecessor.

A worry?

Shen Zhongqing thought of several of her close friends, including Yang Xuemei and Mrs. Xiao who called her Ayou, so she nodded without hesitation.

"Ayou..."

"The chime..."

The little novice was carrying a stack of scriptures and walking towards the scripture storage pavilion. When he looked up, he saw a handsome man walking down the mountain with a beautiful woman on his back.

The little novice was stunned.

Today a high official came to the capital to burn incense and make a wish. The entire Lingtai Mountain was sealed off. How could there be anyone here?

Could it be that they are... unexpectedly.so young?

The little novice blinked.

In the imagination, the high official who can seal the mountain must be an old man in his seventies and eighties. The little novice did not expect Shen Zhongqing to be so young.

The bloody sunset shone on the two of them, serene and quiet, as if they were created by heaven, and there was an illusion that would float away at any time.

I don't know why, it's obviously a pure place of Buddhism, their behavior is very inappropriate, but Xiao Xingmi feels that they are so harmonious with the surrounding scenery, not abrupt at all.There is no blasphemy, no disrespect to the Buddha, as if they were supposed to be like that, and the tranquility of the red sun day is one.

Seeing the two approaching, the little Mass subconsciously stepped aside.

Immerse yourself in a small world of warmth and tranquility.Shen Zhongqing and Zhen Shiniang saw nothing else in their eyes.

When they got closer, the little novice heard the two talking in a low voice, "The bell..."

"Um……"

"Do you know?" Zhen Shiniang's orchid breath blew in Shen Zhongqing's ear, "I fell in love with you the first time I saw you."

The autumn of that year flashed before Zhen Shiniang's eyes again. She went to Ruixiang Pharmacy to ask Li Qi to sell pills...

"... from the shopkeeper. Is there Jian Ji Ejiao here?"

Hearing a clear voice, she raised her head.I saw Rong Sheng standing behind him with a heroic spirit.Her black hair was like black ink, and her clear eyes were like a starlight in the deep night sky, which made people fall into it involuntarily after just one glance... Her heart jumped involuntarily.

After that, she locked her heart tightly, not allowing herself to like him, to be influenced by him, heart.It fell involuntarily.

"I know..." Shen Zhongqing's voice was low.

Before Shen Zhongqing's eyes, that flying day ten years ago appeared again... He lifted up the red hijab.I saw a childish little face, and a pair of beautiful eyes looked at him, "...I know, you are very unwilling to marry me with such a design, but I really like you. I saw it from the teaching field. You start at the first sight... don't be angry, I will treat you wholeheartedly in the future, just treat you alone!"

That year, she was 11 years old and he was 17 years old

She is as green as a daisy that has not yet opened, and he is a reckless young man who doesn't know what it is.

Their youthful ignorance doomed them to be a resentful couple. After five years of abandonment, when they reunited...Because he owed her a lot of blood, he couldn't see his heart clearly. After wasting two years, he finally got today. Hand in hand... However, when they came together, they realized that, after wasting so much time, the days when they held hands and depended on each other were numbered...

Is it God's punishment for his ridiculous past?

Knowing each other and cherishing each other, but not being able to grow old together, what kind of sadness is this?

footsteps are getting heavier

The past was like smoke, passing by one by one before his eyes, Shen Zhongqing felt an indescribable bitterness in his heart.

After spending a day at the Thousand Buddha Temple, Zhen Shiniang fell asleep early.

But Shen Zhongqing couldn't fall asleep. Hearing that the person in his arms was fast asleep, he gently moved her to the pillow, tucked the quilt back, turned over and sat up.

Putting down half of the curtain, quietly lighting a small candle, Shen Zhongqing took out a small wooden box from under the bed, took out a stack of colored paper and carefully folded it.

The technique is still clumsy, but after these days of hard work, he has been able to fold a more beautiful paper crane.

Facing the lonely candlelight, looking at the paper crane in his hand that was many times uglier than Jian Wu Jian Wen, Shen Zhongqing smiled wryly.

If you fold a thousand paper cranes, will your wish come true?

She is a persistent person, she just wants to tell the children the importance of persistence, right?

Like Jian Wu Jianwen, I believe that folding a thousand paper cranes will make my wish come true.

Isn't this idea naive?

However, since he knew her life was not long three years ago, he has done many things, invited well-known imperial physicians from various countries, paid a lot of money to find rare medicines and prescriptions for nourishing blood, and went to the famous Daci Temple in Qi State to ask the legendary Master Yuantong who has boundless Dharma. Consecrated the Five Poison Jade Pendant, Long live the notice to seek a famous doctor for her is posted all over the streets and alleys, all over the world, especially this time to the northwest, he must worship the temple along the way, begging the Buddha over and over again , willing to trade his several lives in exchange for the love with her in this life... Whatever he can think of and do, he has done.

But she is still haggard day by day.

The hair is falling more and more, getting thinner, lethargy... He can't help it, really can't help it...

He didn't know, apart from this childish and persistent behavior, what else could he do for her?

The night is cold and quiet

The lonely candlelight stretches Shen Zhongqing's five fingers and reflects them on the dark wall, like a mechanical shadow puppet, who is earnestly and stubbornly folding it one by one... (To be continued. If you like this work, You are welcome to vote for recommendation votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

ps: I read the comments in the comment area, that, I will work hard... I hope that the students who can cure the ten-year-old disease, give her more pink blessings, just like Shen Zhongqing's stubborn origami cranes, all of us Let's bless her together, united as one, gold and stones are opened...