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Chapter 655 Please Come Save My Heart

Mai Youran was always in a daze. She could feel that someone changed her clothes and gave her medicine, but she just couldn't open her eyes...

Or it was the rescue work that lasted nearly a month, she had treated herself too hard, and her body couldn't recover all at once.So, she needs a good rest now.

Sometimes, she could vaguely feel him sitting beside her, staring at her for a long time, looking at her quietly and without saying a word.

Sometimes, he whispered in her ear, "Silly girl, you've lost weight!"

Yeah?Is she thin?Is he pampering her?

She knew he was by her side, so she settled down, no longer afraid of darkness and moisture...

It was like a beautiful dream. In the dream, she returned to the warm home of Lei, and they reconciled as before, abandoning all the troubles and unhappiness, only the warmth and sweet peace.

It took Mai Youran a long time to wake up from this dream.

That morning, she finally opened her eyes. Through the open wooden door, she could see a flat open land in the distance. On the lush grass, small purple and white wild flowers bloomed sporadically, and a few small yellow butterflies flew by. , the morning sun rose from the horizon, and the dewdrops on the leaf tips bloomed with bright light.

She suddenly pushed the quilt away and sat up. This is a very simple folk house, made of bamboo, clean and simple.

The air is filled with the smell of Chinese medicine...

"Girl, you're awake!"

A kind old lady in dark blue Dai costume walked in with a smile, holding a bowl of steamed buns and rice soup.

"Auntie, where am I?"

In the dream, she seemed to be still at Lei's house. Why was she here when she woke up? No, she should be in Mui Ne, Vietnam. How could she be here?

"Girl, this is the Dai family village in Dali, Yunnan. Are you bumping your head and can't remember anything?"

Mai Youran frowned, Yunnan?

"No, I was originally in Vietnam. How did I get here? I didn't bump my head, but I just had a fever. Did you save me?"

"Hehe, girl, you have been staying at my house for a week. As for Vietnam or something, I don't know much about it. Anyway, the master said that he rescued you in the wild, and then brought her here to stay temporarily. How sick are you? God, it’s the master who is taking care of you, boiling Chinese medicine for you, you have a fever and talking nonsense all day long, and he lives by your side in disarray to take care of you!”

The old woman said softly, "Girl, you haven't eaten for the past few days, why don't you have some porridge first!"

After her reminder, Mai Youran really felt hungry, so she ate a steamed bun with porridge soup, and her stomach felt much warmer immediately.

It turned out that the person in the dream was not Lei Diao...

"Auntie, what kind of master is that master? Where does he live, I'll go and thank him!"

The old woman straightened her apron, sat up, and said with a smile, "He has a name, what is it called? Let me think about it... Oh, yes, it's called Duanchen! It is said that he was ordained in Dali Temple, but he I don’t often live in the monastery, but I often wander the streets, and sometimes I meet him in the mountains. He is very skilled in medicine, and he can cure any intractable diseases in the village that cannot be solved in the hospital!”

The old woman said with a smile all over her face.

"Duanchen!!" Mai Youran whispered these two strange words softly, but why, she clearly heard him calling her a silly girl in her dream, and the tone was so kind...

"What is Master Duanchen like?" Mai Youran asked curiously.

The old woman suddenly started gossiping, pulled a wooden stool and sat down in front of Mai Youran, and said with a smile, "This is really interesting, this Duchen has beautiful eyebrows and a slender figure, although he is wearing a very simple monk's robe, but His hands are clean and his skin is fair and tender. I guess he may have been born into a wealthy family. But what everyone doesn’t understand is that he is so young and so handsome that he became a monk. Many girls in our village miss him, but this He is very serious and has never done anything shameful. He also hides away from those little girls."

Mai Youran sneered, "Auntie, monks are now a profession. Some rich people are tired of the affluent life in the city, and deliberately come out to live a hard life, or to temper their minds, or just for show."

"What's a show!?" The old woman's expression was dull.

"Hehe, it's all right, auntie, did he say when he will be back? Where can I find him?"

"This question really stumps me! Anyway, I haven't seen it with my own eyes. It is rumored that he lives in Dali Temple. Oh, yes, he left last night. Before he left, he specifically confessed to me and asked me to take good care of you , Said that your illness has almost recovered. He also said that he will probably not come back. "

"Oh!" Mai Youran felt lost.

After recovering from a serious illness, she was very weak and stayed temporarily to rest for a day.

Although the village was lonely, it was connected to electricity. Fortunately, when Master Duanchen rescued her, he brought her bag along with her, but the phone was soaked in water and could no longer be used.I borrowed the phone number from the old aunt's house and called the Red Cross to inquire. Sure enough, it rained heavily that night, but no one noticed her...

She kept recalling the details of what happened that night, but it was always blurry, and she didn't see his face clearly at all.Although she couldn't see his face clearly, as long as she closed her eyes, she could feel him sitting next to her, looking at her gently with his eyes, which felt very familiar.As if it was a very important person in her life...

Early the next morning, she left some cash for the old aunt and left quietly.

In Dali Temple, she burns incense devoutly, looking for the man who saved her...

"Female benefactor, this room is dust-free, but he hasn't come back for half a year..."

The wooden door was not locked, and it opened with a light push. Maybe the window hadn't been opened for a long time, and there was a rotten smell inside. The white walls and single bed were monotonous and tidy, but the table was covered with dust...

"Duanchen is a very strange person. He came to become a monk seven years ago. I thought he would be like other young people, and he would leave after getting addicted to becoming a monk. Unexpectedly, after he was ordained, he really became a monk. He said yes He came to make amends, and he confessed in front of the Buddha every day, hoping that the Buddha would forgive his sins. But he is very skilled in medicine, he not only treats the monks in the temple, but also treats the pilgrims outside, his medical ethics is well-known..." The old host muttered behind him.

Mai Youran frowned, and the vague figure in her heart gradually became familiar.

She stretched out her hand and opened the unlocked drawer, and there was only a yellowed medical scripture inside, a big thick volume...

When she took out the medical scriptures, a photo flew out along with the yellowing petals. She bent down to pick it up, held it in her hand and looked at it carefully; in the photo was a 17-year-old girl, wearing blue jeans and A plaid shirt, a white twig flower stuck in her shiny black hair, and the bright smile on her face is as pure and brilliant as the twig flower.

Her hands were trembling slightly...

"Benefactor, is this your photo? Is Duanchen your relative?" The old monk was also surprised.

Mai Youran raised her head, tears ran out of her eyes, the guess in her heart gradually turned into a familiar name, Ouyang Wenbin...

It was him, he didn't die!
That's right, this photo was indeed taken when she was 17 years old. She just met him that year. She was just a simple girl. She lost her father that year, and he was always standing by her side. Give her encouragement and comfort, and let her get out of the darkest period of her life.

The edge of the photo has been slightly yellowed, and there is a line of blue letters on the back, as if seeing you for the first time in life...

Mai Youran was deeply moved. She had a relationship with Ouyang Wenbin for nearly ten years. If she said she didn't like Ouyang Wenbin at all, it would be a lie.

But that feeling turned out to be a terrible disaster in the end.

If there is one person in this world who understands her best, that is Ouyang Wenbin. He knows that she understands her, but it is a pity that the person she loves in her heart is not him.

The petals of the yellowed branches still had a faint scent of flowers. She carefully picked them up one by one, put them in the book, and put the yellowed photo in, and put them back in the drawer together. It's her, but all this belongs to Ouyang Wenbin, and she has no right to plunder.Perhaps she left him with only one of the best memories.

"Benefactor, is Judah your relative? Or your husband?" The old monk asked again.

Mai Youran glanced back at him, this old monk with a round face actually had a gossip face, she smiled and shook her head, "Well...not a husband, not a relative, just a very good friend!"

Turning around and walking out of the monastery, I don't know which pilgrim's cell phone is playing a piece of music.

"You see me, or you don't see me, I'm there, neither sad nor happy. Whether you miss me or not, love is there, neither come nor go

Whether you love it or not, my love is there, neither increasing nor decreasing.You follow, or not, my hand is in yours, never give up..."

It was a love song that was once sung passionately in the streets and alleys. She had never listened to it carefully, but at this moment, a particularly sad feeling suddenly appeared in her heart.

Some love will not be disillusioned, it will be sung forever in the world...

Ouyang Wenbin, the man who once loved me, I wish you a safe and happy life!
In the setting sun, Mai Youran's figure goes further and further away...

A slender figure came out from the gate of the temple, his eyes looked at her tenderly, as if that small figure was the brightest starlight in his life, he stared at her for a long time until her figure disappeared , He was still standing there, refusing to leave for a long time.

Maizi, I will devote my whole life to making up for the sins I committed against you, and I only hope that in the next life, the Buddha will allow me to meet you again!Next time I will definitely take good care of you for the rest of my life.

(End of this chapter)