Heroine: The beginning starts with gambling on the wife with two hundred kilograms of rubbish

"Who?"

Song Changyue took out some change from his purse and placed it on the table to pay the bill.

"I won't tell you. Go find your family after dinner. It's best not to tell them that you had dinner with me."

Song Changyue stood up and prepared to leave.

Jin Cheng also stood up immediately and stood in front of her anxiously.

For a moment, Jin Cheng was distracted and seemed to see Song Changyue as a child. His eyebrows and eyes were just as lively.

"Do you...have anything else to say?" Song Changyue asked tentatively, puzzled.

"Can you, take me around...?"

"Are you pretending? Isn't it smooth talking?"

Jin Cheng shook his head frantically. He was three years older than Song Changyue, but now he looked so harmless that he seemed even younger than Song Changyue.

"Your family won't agree to us hanging out together." Song Changyue remained rational.

"It doesn't matter if my family doesn't care about me."

After a mental struggle, Song Changyue finally agreed to this nonsensical request.

Because there were many people here, all of whom came to visit the famous Jinming Temple, so she led him to the street next to it.

This was Jin Ben's first time here, and now he was walking with Song Changyue, he was extremely excited.

"You look like a monkey from the mountains, coming down for the first time."

"more or less."

Jin Cheng picked up a mask and placed it in front of him, shaking it back and forth, "Guess who I am?"

"I don't know your name, but we eat together and go shopping together, so we should be friends. Do you want to exchange names with me? I'll say first, my name is Song Changyue."

Jin Cheng took off his mask and looked at Song Changyue steadily. He really wanted to blurt out what she wanted, but he was afraid that if he said it, he would lose her forever. She was so sincere and passionate. If they were just friends, he might not be able to bear it.

"I'll tell you next time we meet."

"How stingy."

Having said that, it didn't stop the two of them from strolling around the street until the sun went down.

"Thank you, I'm very happy today." Jin Cheng was in a hurry to go back and reunite, and because he was reluctant to leave, he wasted some time.

"You're welcome. I'm very happy too. Are you going out tomorrow?"

Jin Cheng shook his head. He only had freedom for one day. Tomorrow he had to follow the master in the temple to give a lecture, and everyone had to be there.

Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure, "Miss Song, I'm leaving!"

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Before he completely landed, he ran along the small alley next to him.

Song Changyue was speechless. He turned around and saw only a few masters in monk robes. Then he went home in disappointment.

The next day, Song Tingran brought his family to listen to the lecture by the master of Jinming Temple. They had to pay for a seat, which was different from the previous day's prayer.

The Song family would never miss such a lively and sinister event.

Song Changyue sat in his seat, looking at the masters on the stage. Each of them was extremely solemn. No one knew what they were muttering, but it sounded similar to yesterday.

There were many disciples from Jinming Temple standing below. One of them stood out in particular because he had long hair, which could not be concealed even with a monk's hat.

Song Changyue asked for a signature on the spot and walked over.

"Master, what does this sign mean?"

Song Changyue originally wanted to tease the new friend he met yesterday, and he also knew that the direction he pointed to yesterday was Jinming Temple.

Jin Cheng looked indifferent, as if he had never known him.

"Donor, what do you want to ask?"

Wearing the monk's robe, he really looked like one, and there was no trace of emotion in Jin Chengli's eyes.

"I'm Song Changyue, don't you recognize me? Oh... I see, you were the one who sneaked out yesterday, right? If you pretend not to know me, I'll tell your master."

Jin Cheng was panicking inside, but he remained calm. He put his hands together and the Buddhist beads in his hand moved slightly.

"Donor, be careful with your words."

Song Changyue was so angry that she almost laughed, but she couldn't speak loudly here. Everyone thought she was seeking help from the master of Jinming Temple, so no one came to disturb her.

She took back the sign, returned to her seat, and continued listening without even looking at Jin Cheng.

"Sister Yueyue, the answer to the signature is not good. Don't worry about it. Everything depends on human efforts." Song Lingjia supported his chin and comforted her with a smile.

"Jia Jia, tell me, what should you do if the new friend you meet pretends not to know you?"

Song Lingjia smelled something fishy. "Sister Yueyue, it depends on who the friend is. If you are concerned about ordinary friends, then we should not care about them. But if you are concerned, then according to our family tradition, we should get to the bottom of it. So, who is it?" She leaned closer, looking mysterious.

"No one, just listen to your sutra."

Song Changyue dropped the topic. Song Lingjia was a little disappointed that he didn't get the answer. He glanced around, trying to find something strange.

The lecture took most of the day. When it was over, Song Changyue did not go home with them, but went to find Jin Cheng alone, saying that he had to buy something.

The children are all grown up, and Song Tingran didn't ask any further questions. She is now living a retired life and is very busy with her love life every day.

Song Changyue only wanted to bet on Jin Cheng, but he didn't expect that all the masters were together, which made him feel awkward. He could only greet them respectfully and said, "Masters, you are right. I have a deep feeling after listening to the sutra this time. I asked for a fortune and discussed it with that master. I still have some doubts. I want to talk to him alone. I wonder if it is convenient."

So humble that it's impossible to refuse.

Jin Cheng was left alone like this, while the other masters went back to the inn.

"Donor, please speak." Jin Cheng still looked as if he was out of touch with the world and kept his distance. This was on the street, with people coming and going.

"It's still early, let's go get some ice cream."

Jin Cheng was stunned and said, "Donor, if you have nothing else to do, please go back."

Song Changyue took out the fortune stick from his sleeve and said, "You haven't solved this for me yet."

"What do you want to ask, benefactor?"

This brings us back to the beginning.

"Okay, I'll ask you about someone. Monks don't tell lies. I'll ask Master Jincheng who is in Jinming Temple with you."

There was some heat in Jin Cheng's eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

"ask him?"

"Ah."

Jin Cheng was a little jealous of himself and avoided his gaze, "Why are you asking Jin Cheng?"

"She is my husband-to-be."

Jin Cheng blushed immediately, and when he thought about how they went shopping together yesterday, he couldn't even hold the Buddhist beads in his hand steadily.

"Jin Cheng is doing well. If you miss him, you can go to Jinming Temple to look for him."

Song Changyue sighed, "When I was young, I couldn't go out alone. As I grew older, I had more things to do. I learned the guzheng and now I'm preparing to open a guzheng studio." She stopped halfway through her speech and said, "Why am I telling you so much? I just want to ask you, Jin Cheng is in Jinming Temple, didn't he come this time?"

"coming."

"Where is he?" Song Changyue was very excited. She calculated the time and knew that Jin Cheng had reached the age of 15, so she had already written a letter to discuss the marriage.

On the same day the letter was sent, the master from Jinming Temple arrived in Ping'an Town.