Why we meet so late

Lawson just laughed and said nothing.

I think that's what he meant.

"I think you'll be disappointed. What's more, my heart has always been pure and good. Your so-called enlightenment is really unnecessary. "

"Well, do you... Love me?"

Ah? Lawson's voice was low. I didn't hear him. What the hell is he talking about?

Seeing me frowning, Lawson had to put his mouth close to me and said again, "I said, do you... Love me? As soon as you see me, you keep talking about this and that. I only ask you, do you love me? I don't want to listen to any other nonsense. Just say it. One sentence is worth ten thousand! "

I was stunned.

Do I love him or not?

Love?

Love for me is a sacred word, not easy to say.

What is... Love?

To be honest, at this moment, it's really hard for me to give a positive or negative answer. I only know that he is very important to me, perhaps to the extent I think.

But when I hesitated, someone's face came down again. Although he still took my hand, he walked very fast, which made me unable to keep up. It was a little wheezing to walk behind him.

Behind the temple is a large open courtyard.

Simple wooden chairs and bamboo benches are full of villagers nearby. There are five kinds of vegetables on the table. Fried pepper, stewed bean curd, fried cabbage, dried bean curd, fried potato. The cooking oil is tung oil, and the rice is steamed in wooden barrels. It's really fragrant.

Maybe I'm hungry. I had a delicious meal. I ate two bowls in a row. When I was about to finish the third bowl, Lawson stopped me and said softly, "even if you are a sow, you have to think about the people in line behind you."

"There's still a lot of food. If you can't finish it, isn't it a waste?"

"That can't be eaten any more." Luo Weisen sighed and said that I was really stupid and had no Buddhist affinity.

"There are many people who don't know Buddhism in this world, and I'm not the only one. As long as I'm kind-hearted, I'll do it."

After dinner, someone took me to the Abbot's meditation room. Before I stepped in, I saw a big word "Zen" written on the wall outside the Zen room. I looked at Lawson: "I won't go in. I'm in. I'm afraid I'll make you laugh. I'll wait for you outside. I'll walk around and eat. "

"Well, you can go to another room and see the Buddhist scriptures."

Lawson showed me the direction. I have a headache as soon as I hear it“ That's OK. It's all written in traditional Chinese. I have a headache. "

"Why don't you have a headache when you practice calligraphy?"

"It's two different things. Besides, I don't practice now. " Anyway, I don't have to see Mr. luokang anymore. Why do you practice calligraphy? Even if Lawson takes me again, I'll say no.

"Good. I have nothing to do with you. " He sighed helplessly, told me to walk around, and then he closed the door.

I just walked a few meters away when I saw a familiar figure in the temple. Xie Ying? Yes, it's Xie Ying. Xie Ying is followed by a photographer like person with a laptop in her left hand and a microphone in her right. Did she come to mujin temple for an interview?

I was the only one opposite her. Naturally, Xie Ying saw me at a glance.

She stopped and looked at me coldly.

"Is Lawson here, too?"

This is asking me.

"Yes."