Flash marriage sweet wife: Mr.Mu, hard to serve

Only in front of the Buddha, pray for the child who is no longer there, can we get a moment of peace.

After the worship, she found a familiar little master in the temple, donated a sum of merit money prepared in advance, and proposed to offer a long-lasting lamp.

Since the ever-burning lamp requires people with profound Buddhist cultivation to sing prayers, the little master asked her to have a rest in front of the hall, while he went in to invite the abbot.

After a long time, the little master turned back and said sorry, "abbot, there is a guest who wants to become famous. I just went in to help him deal with the matter, so I lost some time."

Then he asked, "benefactor, for whom do you want to worship the lamp?"

Then the little master took out his pen and paper and asked Wen Jing to write down his name.

She is slightly Leng Leng, looking at the blank paper in her hand, only to feel the grief spread in bursts.

Yeah, she didn't even think about the child's name, and it just left.

The breeze passed through the hall, making the white paper rustle.

The little master was stunned when he saw her. He tentatively called her, "benefactor?"

Wen Jing slightly recovered, and then said, "sorry, I haven't thought about it yet. Can I come back to you later?"

"OK, but I'll be busy with other things in the hall later. You can come to me there if you need anything."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome."

The little master left with a salute. In fact, he still had another piece of paper with words written on it. When Wen Jing turned around, he accidentally saw the name on it, and immediately froze. He only had time to see the word "Mu".

After the master left, Wen Jing stood still. After a long time, he crumpled the white paper into a ball and threw it into the garbage can.

As the sun sets, the leaves fall all over the yard, and the sun is imprinted with mottle.

Wen Jing didn't know how long he had been waiting. His body was very tired, and his thoughts drifted farther and farther with the solemn Buddhist voice.

Until his legs became numb, he finally saw someone come out of the Zen room at the end of the corridor.

The wrinkled but energetic Abbot accompanied a handsome man across the threshold and came here.

Every few meters, there is a big pillar in the corridor of the meditation room. The red paint on it peels off. It is not as bright as it was when it was renovated.

Wenjing leaned against the side of the pillar, so the abbot didn't see her.

She watched them say several more words at the door, and the abbot returned to the Zen room.

She did not deliberately avoid, just frowned, it was really him.

When I think of the name written on the paper in the little master's hand again, I can't help but feel pain from the tip of the earth's heart.

She looked at the handsome side face from a distance, clearly trapped in the light and shadow of the sunset, his expression is always indifferent, even if it is laughing at the moment, it doesn't make people feel warm at all.

If a child is born, will it be like him?

Chest like a boulder, breathing gradually become uncomfortable, so gentle and quiet just so against the pillar, for a long time without any action.

Mu Yuxing said goodbye to the abbot, turned and walked down the stairs, but quickly changed direction, suddenly came towards the direction of gentle and quiet.

She didn't know how he found her.

Mingming didn't look at her all the time.

When he came closer, she collected all her emotions and said coldly, "I'm going down the mountain."

"Let's go together." He looked at her.

She didn't mention or he didn't say anything about the lamp.

She didn't even know what name he had given the child.

When they went down the mountain, they didn't take the cable car again. The stone steps were very winding, and there were lush trees on both sides.

It's cold on the mountain. The afterglow of the setting sun is about to disperse, leaving only half an orange halo.

Stepping on the hard and cold stone steps, my feet stopped quietly.

She looked at the sky in the distance, the sun in her eyes, and finally completely disappeared in the valley.

The last trace of heat in the air also dissipated, the wind blowing on the arm cool swish, but it seems to be warm and quiet, just staring at the sky dazed.

She was very thin, her skirt was blown tightly to her legs, and her long soft hair was flying gently on her back.

It seemed that after a long time, she heard the man beside her ask her, "what wish did you just make?"

The voice is familiar to her, some low, but with ice water like clear, so that she can not distinguish between true and false, also do not know whether it is false or false.

She didn't answer, but her eyebrows trembled.

All kinds of insects were singing in the forest, one after another, very happy.

It seems that because of this, the gentle mood is a little more pleasant.

She said slowly, "do you really want to know what I wish for?"When she spoke, her eyes were still looking at the distance, but she knew that he was standing behind her and never moved.

His breath has always been so strong, even across a distance, she can feel it.

She once thought that meeting him was the greatest luck in her life.

She was taken away from Nancheng three years ago, which was the most helpless time for her. At last, he gave her a thorough blow, and she would not give up being with him until the last moment.

But he married someone else first.

Since then, no matter how beautiful and pleasing things are, she can no longer feel them.

She felt that every day she lived was like a walking corpse, but she pretended to be very strong and tried to live as if nothing had happened.

She hid all her fragility and put up a solid shell, but at the moment when she met Mu Yuxing again, she collapsed suddenly.

But now, is it true that everything can come to an end.

"Do you want to know what I wish for?" She took back her dazed eyes, and finally slowly turned to look at the man behind, but word by word, "then you tell me first, why did Musix die for me."

Smell speech, Mu Yu line faint face is to have some emotion finally, he is very painful, gentle and quiet can see.

He pursed his thin lips and his voice was low and depressed. "The night of Sisi's accident was the night of your disappearance. At that time, you left with Zhou Shen. Musisi was waiting for Zhou Shen in the Zhou family. When she saw you get on the bus, she even made intimate moves. In a fit of anger, she ran the red light and led to tragedies."

Mu Yuxing said, the whole body's breath became sad, even the eyes were red.

Wen Jing has been stunned for a long time. That night, she was in a coma. She didn't know what Zhou Shen had done to her, which could stimulate musi.

But, she is also passive, she is even the victim.

"What do you think will happen to Zhou Shen?" She asked with a calm and expressionless face, her whole body shaking revealed her uneasiness and confusion.