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Song Shinian: "This is a temple, you don't need to give up the room to us, you and your second uncle live in one room, and I can squeeze in with my sister-in-law."

Yan Qing was a little embarrassed, but when the words of refusal came to her lips, she couldn't utter them.

Seeing that Yan Qing neither agreed nor refused, Song Shinian immediately made a final decision: "Since sister-in-law has no objection, let's arrange it like this."

After the meal, Huo Ling pulled Yan Qing aside alone: ​​"Mom, why don't we go down the mountain to go home at night, I'm really worried that Niannian will live alone with you tonight."

It's not that Huo Ling thinks Song Shinian has anything, but he knows how important Ms. Fang is to Song Shinian, and Huo Ling knows what his mother has done.

If Song Shinian really attacked Yan Qing, Huo Ling didn't know what the consequences would be.

Yan Qing didn't even think about it, and directly rejected Huo Ling's proposal: "I said, I will stay here until I finish a course. You shouldn't come here, and you shouldn't look for me."

Huo Ling really couldn't figure it out, nor could he understand it. .

"What can this course teach you? Can it relieve the depression in your heart or stop you from falling into deep self-blame. Ms. Fang's death was caused by Song Shihuan. You didn't mean it, why did you insist on it?" What courses are you studying here? Could it be that Song Shinian will let you go if you learn these things?

If she wanted to let you go, she wouldn't be here today.She followed so quickly, obviously trying to tell you that she has nothing to do with you. "

Huo Ling understood Song Shinian, and Song Shinian would not let his mother go easily!

Huo Ling felt that if Song Shinian lived in the same room as his mother tonight, it would be very dangerous.

However, it was as if the mother hadn't realized the danger at all.

Yan Qing: "If she wants my life, let her take it. That's it, the evening class time is up, I'll go first."

Huo Ling talked a lot, but in the end Yan Qing only dropped one light word and went to evening class.

Huo Ling stood there in a mess in the whole wind, not even knowing whether he should let someone take her away forcibly.Maybe taking it away directly can save some trouble, and avoid such worrying and uncomfortable.

Just when Huo Ling was helpless, a voice behind him interrupted his thoughts.

"Do you think I want her life?"

The sudden sound, in the silent night of this Buddhist temple, seemed to lift Huo Ling's soul, making him turn his head abruptly.

"Never mind?"

She obviously came with Huo Yanxing, why did she come out to see herself alone?

Song Shinian: "Huo Ling, do you think I will kill her to avenge my mother?"

Huo Ling: "I don't know, all I know is that you won't let anyone who hurt you go, including me, and you never let me go."

If it wasn't for his willingness to donate a kidney to Ms. Fang, maybe Song Shinian would give him a fatal blow in his free time and make his career sink to the bottom.After all, he was the one who plotted against Song Shinian for his career.

Song Shinian: "I once heard you say that you like me and that you love me. Actually, Huo Ling, I think you are neither to me, you are afraid of me!"

Huo Ling: "No, she is my mother, and you should be the one who knows my upbringing best. After my father passed away, she and I were also forced to separate. Like you, I was forced to live in the countryside.

How much you long to return to your loved ones, so do I.She is my dearest relative, Nian Nian, she didn't mean to hurt your mother. "

Song Shinian: "That's why she can live."

Song Shinian left this sentence and walked in the direction where Yan Qing left just now.

Huo Ling digested what Song Shinian said by himself, which meant that she would not hurt his mother?

Yan Qing's evening class was not alone, there were other people who came to the temple to clean up.The evening class is in the side hall of the temple, listening to the old monk's lectures, it seems that it can really cleanse the soul and restore the tranquility of the spiritual world.

Song Shinian stood outside the door, leaning slightly against the door, listening to the Sanskrit sound, the wooden fish percussion, and some Buddhist teachings that she didn't quite understand.

The evening class was not long, and after the end, everyone left one after another.But Yan Qing was still kneeling in front of the Buddha, with her palms folded, like a devout believer praying for something.

Song Shinian just stood outside the door and watched.

Yan Qing didn't look back from the beginning to the end, so she didn't know that Song Shinian was right behind her.

Song Shinian waited for a while, but there was still no movement from Yan Qing.

Song Shinian simply followed in, stood still beside Yan Qing, worshiped the Bodhisattva above, then knelt down on the futon and kowtowed, whispering softly: "If there is a heaven, please take my mother there. Let’s go to heaven, although it’s possible that she will go to heaven and we will never meet again, but I hope she can go to heaven and enjoy it if she didn’t get happiness during her lifetime.”

It was only when Song Shinian knelt down that Yan Qing noticed that Song Shinian was coming.

When Song Shinian worshiped Buddha and kowtowed, Yan Qing didn't disturb him either.

At this moment, what Song Shinian said was a burden on Yan Qing's heart.

After Song Shinian finished speaking, he bowed again, got up and looked at Yan Qing, and at Yan Qing, Yan Qing happened to be still looking at her.

"My sister-in-law has always been respected by people in the prosperous world. How could she suddenly come to the temple to clean up without a word of explanation. There is something that I can't let go of, and I want to worship more in front of the Buddha to eliminate karma ?"

Song Shinian's words were short of directly saying: Is it because I killed Ms. Fang, I feel guilty, and I want to seek peace of mind before coming to the Buddha.

How could Yan Qing be so smart that he couldn't hear Song Shinian's subtext?

"Nian Nian, you are blaming me. Although Song Shihuan was the one who poisoned Ms. Fang, I created an opportunity for her. Yes, you should blame me. I also blame myself. Why is it so unlucky? This happened to me. I really didn't mean it, but Ms. Fang still died.

During this time, I..."

Before Yan Qing could finish speaking, Song Shinian turned to look at her, pointed to the Buddha statue and asked, "Ms. Yan, since you said you couldn't bear it yourself, then in front of the gods and Buddhas, can you tell me why you Do you have to see my mother? It’s not impossible to see her, but why do you have to stun all the security and medical staff?

Things have become like this, even if you say that you made a mistake unintentionally, people will think that you have other plans! "

Listening to Song Shinian's words, Yan Qing's heart was shaken. Is there another plan?

Yan Qing's heart was beating rapidly, did she have other plans?She just didn't want Huo Ling and Ms. Fang to have a kidney transplant, in case...

Yan Qing closed her eyes slightly: "I've already blamed myself very much. I blamed myself so much that I couldn't eat or sleep recently. I think her death has something to do with me. But Nian Nian, this is not going to drive me crazy Things, why, I want to know why, God is just kidding me, insisting on embarrassing me like this.

Now, you are here to embarrass me, I know, I deserve it, I deserve it, and I deserve it. "

After speaking, Yan Qing endured great sadness and pain, and turned back to strike the wooden fish in front of him.

It seemed that only this voice could give her a little bit of peace.

Song Shinian didn't intend to just let Yan Qing go, but continued: "I've already found Song Shihuan, do you know that Song Shihuan heard what you said to my mother in the ward."

When Song Shinian said this, his voice stopped abruptly.

While Yan Qing was beating Muyu's hand, he stopped suddenly, and the small mallet in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

Song Shinian frowned deeply seeing Yan Qing's obvious flustered and guilty look.

Could it be that what Song Shihuan said was actually true?