Domineering black emperor's exclusive sweetheart

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

Or after nearly a month of rescue work, she straightened herself too hard and couldn't recover at once. So she needs a good rest now.

Sometimes she could vaguely feel him sitting next to 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're thin!"

Is it? Has she lost weight? Is he loving her?

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

It was like a beautiful dream. In the dream, she returned to the warm Lei's home. They made up as before, abandoned all their troubles and unhappiness, and only had warm and sweet peace.

It was a dream that Mai Youran had for a long time before he woke up.

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 grassland, there were scattered purple and white wild flowers. Several small yellow butterflies flew by. The morning sun rose from the horizon, and the leaf tips of dew were blooming with bright light.

She suddenly pushed aside the quilt and sat up. This is a very simple house, bamboo structure, clean and simple.

The air is filled with the smell of traditional Chinese Medicine

"Girl, you're awake!"

A kind old woman in dark blue Dai costume came in with a smile and a bowl of steamed bread and rice soup in her hand.

"Aunt, where am I?"

In the dream, she seems to be still at Lei's house. Why is she here as soon as she wakes up? No, she should be in Menai, Vietnam. How can she be here?

"Girl, this is Daijia village in Dali, Yunnan. Did you hit your head and can't remember anything?"

Mai Youran frowns, Yunnan?

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

"Hehe, girl, you have lived in my house for a week. As for Vietnam, I'm not sure. Anyway, the master said he saved you in the wild and brought her here for a temporary stay. You've been sick for a few days. It's the master who takes care of you and cooks you traditional Chinese medicine. You have a fever and talk nonsense all day. He lives by your side and takes care of you! "

The old woman said gently, "girl, you haven't eaten these days. Have some porridge first!"

After her reminding, Mai Youran really felt hungry. He ate a piece of steamed bread with atherosclerotic soup, and his stomach was much warmer.

It turns out that the person in the dream is not redio

"Aunt, what is that master? Where does he live? I'll say thank you to him! "

The old woman tidied up her apron, sat up and said with a smile, "he has a name. What's his name? Let me think... Oh, yes, it's called duanchen! It is said that he shaved in Dali temple. However, he doesn't often live in the temple. He often walks around the streets and lanes. Sometimes he meets him in the mountains. He has excellent medical skills. He can cure any difficult and miscellaneous diseases in the village that can't be solved in the hospital! "

The old woman smiled and said vividly.

"Dust off!!" Mai Youran whispered these two strange words, but why, she clearly heard him call her silly girl in her dream. The tone was so kind

"What is master duanchen like?" Mai leisurely asked curiously.

The old woman immediately gossip, pulled a wooden stool and sat down in front of Mai Youran, laughing, "it's really interesting. This broken dust eyebrow, green eyes and slender figure. Although he wears a very simple monk's clothes, his hands are clean and his skin is white and tender. I guess he may be from a rich family. But what everyone doesn't understand is that he is so young and handsome that he has become a monk. Many little girls in our village think of him, but he is very serious and has never done anything shady. Stay away from those little girls. "

Mai Youran smiled, "aunt, now monks are a profession. Some rich people are tired of the rich life in the city and deliberately come out to live a hard life, either to exercise their mind, or just show off."

"What is a show?" The old woman's face was wooden.

"Hehe, it's all right, aunt. Did he say when to come back? Where can I find him? "

"This question really baffles 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 leaving, he specially told me to take good care of you and said that your illness has almost recovered. He also said he would probably never come back. "

"Oh!" The wheat is leisurely and smooth, but if it is lost.

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

Although the village was isolated, it was also electrified. Fortunately, when master duanchen saved her, she even took her bag, but the mobile phone soaked in water and couldn't be used. Borrowed the phone number from the old aunt's house and called the Red Cross to ask. Sure enough, there was a rainstorm that night, but no one noticed her

She kept remembering the details of that night, but it was always vague. She didn't see his face clearly at all. Although she can't see his face clearly, as long as she closes her eyes, she can feel him sitting beside her and staring at her gently. It feels very familiar. It seems that she was once a very important person in her life

The next morning, she left some cash for her old aunt and left quietly.

Dali temple, she devoutly burned incense, looking for the man who saved her

"Almsgiver, this room is broken, but he hasn't come back for half a year..."

The wooden door was unlocked and opened with a gentle push. Maybe it was a long time since the window was opened. There was a smell of rotten inside. The snow-white walls and single beds were monotonous and tidy, but the desktop was covered with dust

"Duan Chen is a very strange man. He became a monk seven years ago. I thought he would leave after becoming a monk like other young people. I didn't expect him to become a monk after shaving. He said he came to atone for his sins. He repented in front of the Buddha every day. I hope the Buddha can forgive his sins. However, he has excellent medical skills. He not only sees monks in the temple, but also pilgrims outside. His medical ethics is well-known... "The old host said behind him.

Mai leisurely frowned, and the fuzzy figure in his heart gradually became familiar.

She stretched out her hand and opened the unlocked drawer. There was only a yellowing medical classic and a thick one

When she took out the medical classics, a photo flew out with the yellow petals. She bent down to pick it up and took it in her hand; In the photo is a girl of seventeen years, blue jeans and plaid shirt, with a white branch flower in her dark hair. Her bright smile is as pure and brilliant as the branch flower.

Her hands are trembling slightly

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

Mai leisurely looked up, tears ran out of his eyes, and his guess gradually turned into a familiar name, Ouyang Wenbin

It's him. He's not dead!

Yes, this photo was taken when she was 17 years old. She just met him that year. She was just a simple girl. That year, she lost her father. He always stood by her, gave her encouragement and comfort, and let her go out of the darkest period of her life.

The edge of the photo has turned slightly yellow, and there is a line of blue pen and small block letters on the back. Life is like a first sight

Mai Youran is filled with emotion. She has been in love with Ouyang Wenbin for nearly ten years. If she doesn't like Ouyang Wenbin at all, it's false.

However, such feelings eventually turned into a terrible disaster.

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

The Yellow branches and petals still had a faint smell of flowers. She carefully picked them up one by one, put them in the book, and then put the yellow photo back in the drawer. Although it was her in the photo, all this belonged to Ouyang Wenbin. She had no power to plunder. Maybe she left him only one of her best memories.

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

Mai Youran looked back at him. The round faced old monk actually had gossip on her face. She smiled and shook her head, "well... She is not a husband or family member, but a very good friend!"

I turned and walked out of the temple. I don't know which pilgrim's mobile phone is playing a music.

"If you see me or not, I'll be there, neither sad nor happy. If you read or don't read me, the feeling is there. You can't come or go

Whether you love or not, my love is there, no increase or decrease. You follow me or not, my hand is in your hand, don't give up... "

It was a hot love song that had been sung in the streets. She had never listened carefully. At the moment, a particularly sad feeling suddenly came into her heart.

Some love will not be disillusioned and will be sung by the world forever

Ouyang Wenbin, the man who once loved me, wish you peace and happiness in your life!

Under the setting sun, Mai leisurely's figure goes farther and farther

A slender figure came out of the gate of the temple and looked at her gently, as if the small figure was the most brilliant star in his life. He stared at her for a long time until her figure disappeared. He still stood in place and refused to leave for a long time.

Wheat, I will spend my whole life to make up for the sins I have committed against you. I just hope that the Buddha can let me meet you again in the next life! Next time I will take good care of your life.