After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

In the mountains, it gets dark faster than in the city.

It was already seven o'clock in the evening when Qiao Yu climbed to the temple on the top of Mount Mo.

The sky on the top of the mountain gradually darkened.

Qiao Yu knelt on the Pu mat in front of the Buddha, clasped his hands together, and made a sincere wish.

She hoped that Xiangsi could grow up safely and happily.

I also hope that Bo Hanshi can forget the hatred in the past and start his own life again.

The third wish, she hopes, is that her mother can enjoy a healthy and comfortable old age.

She only made three wishes.

About lovesickness, about Bo Hanshi, about Wen Qing...but alone, forgetting myself.

She knelt there and worshiped for a long time.

The master wearing cassocks in the temple came over and said, "Girl, I see you have been kneeling here for a long time. You must have some obsession in your heart. We are destined today, so we might as well draw a lot."

Qiao Yu actually didn't really believe this, but when she was about to die, she cradled the Buddha temporarily. Maybe the Buddha saw her pity and helped her realize what she wanted.

Qiao Yu held the lottery tube and shook it for a while, and a lottery fell out.

She picked it up and looked at it, and said with a wry smile: "Master, my fate is not good, it's just a lottery."

Master Xuankong took the lot and took a look at it, his eyes dark and unpredictable.

He smiled kindly and said: "It doesn't necessarily mean that you will have a bad fate if you put your lot in the lottery. Isn't it a kind of nirvana and rebirth if you put yourself to death and live again? Girl, you have a gloomy look on your face and are coerced by the obsessions in your heart. Sometimes you should look away. . If people have too many worries and are too paranoid, they will be unhappy."

"Thank you, Master, for your enlightenment."

"Girl, the road is difficult to walk at night, and the road ahead is long. You have to be more open-minded. Buddhism says that if you realize that the true heart is empty, all things will naturally disappear. If you ask for too much, it will be empty. Everything is empty. Let go of your attachments. Read it."

Qiao Yu murmured: "If you realize that your true heart is empty, all things will naturally disappear..."

"Yes."

Qiao Yu smiled lightly and said: "Master, I am a fool, and even more a common man. I have no choice but to ask for it. What's more, everything is empty, but cause and effect are not empty. All of this now is the cause and evil consequences I planted. I am willing to bear."

"girl……"

Xuankong wanted to persuade him again.

But Qiao Yu had already clasped his hands and bowed to him, "Master, thank you for your enlightenment today. However, the road at night is difficult, and I chose it myself. No matter what the outcome, I deserve it."

After saying that, Qiao Yu turned around and left the temple.

Xuankong looked at her slender back and sighed: "My Buddha is compassionate."

Great sorrow without tears.

That was the case with the girl just now.

Tonight, I'm afraid I'm doomed.

But cause and effect follow a certain course, and that girl with a kind face will definitely be able to turn bad luck into good luck.

……

The way down the mountain is harder than the way up.

The road at night is more difficult than during the day.

Qiao Yu sometimes wonders, why is she so stupid and always making mistakes?

Adding more mistakes to each other, nothing can be undone.

The master said that if you realize that your true heart is essentially empty, all things will naturally disappear...

But everyone didn't know that she had wanted for something six years ago, which was why she ended up like this.

She wanted to save her mother and also wanted to save Bo Hanshi.

It was right to choose mother, and it was also right to choose Bo Han.

It was a mistake to choose mother, and it was also a mistake to choose Bo Han.

Qiao Yu sat on the steps halfway up the mountain and looked at the Mo Lake at the foot of the mountain.

Mo Lake at night is like a clean mirror.

Occasionally, a gust of lake breeze blows, and the mirror is wrinkled, like a broken mirror.

But the water is so soft and seamless that even if the lake is torn apart by the wind, it will still be intact after the wind calms down.

But she is not the wind, nor is she water when it is cold.

If you sow the cause, you will taste the consequences.

In the middle of the night, it was humid in the mountains and it started to drizzle.

Qiao Yu sat on the edge of Mo Lake for nearly two hours.

There seemed to be something attracting her in the ink lake.

She stood up and walked slowly towards Mohu.

The shallow water gradually deepened, slowly submerging from her calves to her knees...

She seemed to see Xiangsi smiling and calling her mother in the middle of the lake.

She wanted to go over and hug Acacia.

She misses her so much.

Qiao Yu went deeper and deeper into the water.

Until the water is so deep that it submerges the thighs...

Suddenly, a familiar male voice sounded behind her: "Qiao Yu!"

She suddenly came back to her senses.

She turned to look at the source of the sound——

In the cold weather, I stood tall and tall under the misty rainy night.

His Adam's apple rolled, he was panting slightly, and there seemed to be a flash of anxiety in his dark eyes.

But Qiao Yu couldn't see clearly.

The black shirt he was wearing was soaked by the rain, blending deeply with the night.

Qiao Yu just stood in the water blankly until Bao Hanshi strode towards her.

When he walked up to her, she saw it clearly.

Four eyes facing each other-

Qiao Yu never spoke, she just looked at him calmly.

Bo Hanshi's eyes were deep and solemn, and he asked, "Why do you want to stay here alone?"

"I lost track of time while walking around, and I didn't expect the tour bus to leave."

"Then why are you standing in the water?"

"Because it's hot, you know, I've always been craving for cold."

Qiao Yu answered very calmly, so calmly that it seemed to come from the heart.

Bo Hanshi just stared at her with his eyes lowered, as if he wanted to see something from her eyes.

But after a long while, both of them were speechless.

When it is cold, the corners of the eyes are faintly scarlet.

He suddenly tightened his hold on Qiao Yu's hand, pulled her hard, and strode ashore.

When they reached the shore, both of them were wet.

Bo Hanshi looked at her and said word by word: "I promise you that I will let you see Xiangsi every week from now on."

This was his final concession and compromise.

Qiao Yu's long eyelashes trembled slightly.

In an instant, there was a heavy rain in the mountains.

Bo Hanshi's car was blocked by floods as soon as it reached the foot of the mountain.

The radio in the car is playing——

"Tonight at 23:26, there is a heavy rainstorm in Moshan District. The Moshan Tunnel has been closed. If you want to pass through, please change lanes..."

But if you want to return to the city from here, this Moshan Tunnel is the only place you must pass.

Bo Hanshi drove the car back, "If you can't go back, let's find a hotel to stay at tonight."

But where is the hotel in this remote country?

There are two small hotels.

We went to the first one first. Because of the heavy rain tonight, the hotel was already full.

Went to the second house.

The hotel proprietress glanced at the two of them: "You are a couple, right? We just have one room left. Do you want it?"

Qiao Yu explained: "No, we are not a couple."

"The same goes for couples, can't they live together?"

The landlady was cracking melon seeds and was a little impatient.

When it's cold: "Stay."

After paying the money, the landlady handed the room card to Bo Hanshi.

He asked again: "The hotel doesn't provide condoms, but they are available at the front desk for ten yuan each. Do you want two?"

After saying that, the landlady looked at Bo Hanshi.

He's quite handsome, and with such a high nose, he must be quite capable.

"Handsome guy? Do you want to buy two?"

"..."

"..."

Bo Hanshi glanced at the landlady coldly, and spit out three words from his thin lips: "No need."

So fierce...

If you don’t need it, you don’t need it. What’s so bad about it?

Isn't it okay to be so fierce?

[Babies remember to move their fingers and add this book to the bookshelf in case they can’t find it when reading next time]