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Chapter 223 The Ideal Life of Glutinous Rice Dumplings (Two in One)

Ask concisely: "Then what did you want to write?"

"Of course it is to write some fairy-like sentences, such as what is said on the Internet that the galaxy is hot, you are the ideal in the world, and the bright moon is cool, you are the dawn of the world."

He Xiangyang fully expressed his romantic feelings as an art student. While digging strawberries on the cream cake, he said with longing, "This kind of sentence is so fairy-like."

"The Galaxy is hot?" Before Jian Jie could speak, Cheng Xu first expressed doubts, "Have you never studied natural science? That hot thing is called the Galaxy? Is that magma? It's more than 1000 degrees Celsius. It's so hot that you instantly Turned to ashes."

Liang Jidong also answered suspiciously: "The dawn of the world? You are talking about ultraviolet rays, right? I heard that too much ultraviolet light can cause sunburn to the skin."

"..."

He Xiangyang was choked by the two people's incomprehensible amorous feelings, and the words stuck in his mouth for a while before he said: "Then it's okay to change to another."

He thought for a while, and then said: "I watched Audrey Hepburn's movie before, and I remember a sentence she said-of course I will not try to pick the moon, I want the moon to come to me, this sentence sounds good too. It's fluttering."

This time she spoke concisely, and her expression and tone were very calm: "Yangyang, it's too difficult for the moon to come towards you. The one that will come towards you is not the moon, but a meteorite that fell from the sky. If you accidentally get hit, your dog's life will be gone."

He Xiangyang: "..."

"That's right." Cheng Xu added in agreement, and he even gave an example thoughtfully, "It's like meeting a monkey when you were swimming in the Canyon of Kings. Your ideal person is a world-class hero. One day he will Wearing golden armor and holy clothes, stepping on colorful auspicious clouds, and then - come to take your dog's life."

"..." He Xiangyang had nothing to say.

Hey, a group of science students who have no romantic cells.

After being silent for half a minute, He Xiangyang put his hands on the corners of his mouth, and pulled up an awkward but polite smile: "Okay, let's get over this topic, come on, let's proceed." Next."

He took the initiative to bring up another topic, "It's already November, and the college entrance examination is half a year away, right? Xuxu, what major are you planning to take?"

Cheng Xu shrugged and said, "Is there any choice for me? My mother will definitely let me study finance."

He Xiangyang moved his eyes to Liang Jidong again, and got the same answer: "I have no choice." Liang Jidong said.

"Sister Qingyou, what about you?" He Xiangyang didn't ask Jing Xing, Jing Xing must also be a finance major, so he simply asked his sister Qingyou.

Lin Qingyou blinked and said, "I haven't thought about it yet."

After all, I am only a sophomore in high school now, and there is still a long time before the college entrance examination.

He Xiangyang seemed to be very curious about the choice she made, and asked again: "If you don't consider external factors, what is the career you want to do the most?"

As He Xiangyang grows up, he has seen all kinds of little girls with different personalities, but he has never seen a little Buddhist fairy like Lin Qingyou.

And it's still the kind that doesn't get a little bit of dust and fireworks.

The temperament of the little fairy is not only Buddha, but also quite mild, but she has a gentleness that contradicts these two attributes.

Different from the kind of gentleness out of politeness and gentlemanly demeanor, her gentleness is revealed from the bottom of her heart, without the slightest hostility or edges, like the quiet and deep sea under the hazy moonlight on a windless night, bringing With the softness that can contain everything in the world.

It seemed that just by standing by her side, the impetuous mood would calm down unconsciously.

For such a little fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, He Xiangyang thought that maybe only going to the ancient temple to knock wooden fish is suitable for her.

"When I was young, I especially wanted to be a chivalrous woman, the kind who robs the rich and helps the poor." Lin Qingyou said with a slightly regretful tone, "Later, I found out that peerless martial arts are not something that can be practiced, so I gave up on it. Dream."

Especially after she jumped down from the second floor holding an umbrella and fell plump into the vegetable garden, this chivalrous woman's dream was completely shattered.

"What about now?" It was Jing Xing who spoke, and he seemed to be curious about the choice of the little glutinous rice dumpling.

"Now," Lin Qingyou tilted her head and thought for a moment, and then said with an unusually pious expression, "Now I want to go to an ancient temple in a remote mountain where there is no one, and live in seclusion."

He Xiangyang: "..."

Lin Qingyou: "Burning incense and worshiping Buddha, meditating and cultivating the Tao, listening to Sanskrit music every day, chanting scriptures and chanting texts every year, with morning bells and evening drums, I feel peaceful."

"..."

As soon as these words came out, all the people at the dining table turned their gazes over, and even Cheng Xu, who was gnawing on the sweet and sour pork ribs, raised his head, and the ribs on the plate suddenly became stale.

Only Jing Xing hummed without changing his expression, motioning for her to continue, so Lin Qingyou imagined her future life trajectory under his encouraging eyes.

"Get up in the morning, take a broom to clean the stone steps in the mountain, then go to the temple to knock wooden fish to worship the Buddha, and when the sun goes down in the evening, use a pole to carry water back to the wing room."

He Xiangyang: "..."

Well, it really is very Buddhist.

He Xiangyang suspected that she would choose a major in religion or Buddhism when she was in college. Maybe she could find a temple during her internship, and practice Buddhist rituals with the monks every day, and then become a fairy and become an immortal, completely leaving this mundane world.

On the other hand, Jing Xing was not so surprised by her idea, because the little glutinous rice dumpling usually seemed to be quite... calm.

On the cover of her notebooks, except for her name, there is an ancient poem written without exception - "Tiposhan Temple Behind the Temple", and the artistic conception is very consistent with her state of mind.

Moreover, Jing Xing still remembered that once in a Chinese class, Mrs. Fang asked people to stand up one by one and say their motto. What Xiao Nuomi Duanzi said was... don't be happy with things, don't be sad with yourself.

Look, Buddhism is very good.

No one at the dinner table answered the conversation. He Xiangyang seemed to want to break the silent atmosphere, but he opened his mouth and couldn't find the right words. He couldn't say, "Sister Qingyou, I'll give you a wooden fish when you finish your college entrance examination." , so that you can hit the phrase "every day, right?
There is no doubt that this topic seems to be cold again.

The air froze for three seconds, Jian Jie and Cheng Xu raised their heads tacitly, looked at each other, and then changed the topic at the same time, and the atmosphere at the table became lively again.

Lin Qingyou pondered the difference between the two names Jing Xing and Jing Bang in her heart, while she was distracted to pay attention to what Cheng Xu and the others said, when she heard Cheng Xu say "I really want to study archaeology", she suddenly felt The left hand hanging under the table was lightly rubbed.

(End of this chapter)