After Wearing a White Moonlight Stand-in

Even now, when I watched her eat the custard, I couldn't help but want to force her to eat a little more, to eat more and more deeply, to express my unhappiness when I didn't see her figure in the morning.

"All of this has nothing to do with you, you don't need to feel guilty, you don't need to blame yourself."

"There was a cloud in the "Altar Sutra": 'Sometimes the wind blows the flags and moves. One monk says the wind moves, and the other says the flag moves'."

Qiao Wan had heard of the Buddhist scriptures of the wind blowing the flags, and she opened her eyes slightly.

"While the monks were discussing endlessly, Huineng Jin said: 'It is not the wind that moves, nor the flag that moves, but the benevolent is moved."

The moonlight filled the room.

There are more than a dozen ridiculously empty plates and a cup of milk tea on the table.

"I used to think that your admiration for me was just a moment of confusion." Miaofa said lightly, "You have a lot of time, and you will meet a lot of people who are the same age as you in the future. I will grow up with you. Hundreds of years old, and a Zen disciple, full of demons, hypocritical and suspicious So good, not worthy of your liking."

"But then I found out that I was wrong, and I was too self-righteous." Maybe because he felt uncomfortable, Miaofa's brows were frowned a little bit, trying to avoid her gaze, and paused again to look intently.

"After returning to the secular world, I can't sit back and watch you with other men."

Even if it was a look or an interaction, he was still haunted, and tossed and turned for it.

"Now that I have returned to the secular world, would you like to give me a chance for this brazen mediocrity who lives in the position of a teacher and is not worthy of being an elder?"

"I know it's too arrogant for me to arbitrarily position the relationship between you and me, but can you give me a chance."

"It's not the wind, it's not the flag." The phoenix's eyes were half-lifted, and the coldness at the end of the eyes contained a bit of aggression, "I've already been attracted to you."