The sound of rain falling outside the house and the sound of children falling in the tea room overlapped each other, but it was even more quiet.

In the chess game, black and white are entangled silently, the fronts are intertwined, and it is difficult to distinguish the top and bottom.

Then in an instant, winning or losing is set.

Shi Yin put the sunspots in his hand into the chess box, his voice was still steady, no emotion could be heard: "I lost."

A Luan held the white piece in his hand, and threw it up and down, smiling.

Sang Chenglin watched clearly from the side, and sighed: "Master, you are giving way too much to the young master."

"It's clear that the piece just landed here," Sang Chenglin clicked somewhere on the chessboard, and continued: "In this way, the outcome is still unknown..."

A Luan was about to throw the white piece in his hand back into the chess box, when he heard this, he immediately turned his head to look at Sang Chenglin, and asked him: "What did you say?"

Sang Chenglin said gently: "I said, this chess game..."

Shi Yin intercepted Sang Chenglin's words: "I lost."

Sang Chenglin wanted to speak again, but when he saw Shi Yin's gaze, he opened his mouth and didn't say any more.

A Luan gritted her teeth, reached out to pick up the chess pieces on the board, and said, "Come again!"

Shi Yin frowned: "A Luan..."

A Luan raised his head, looked at Shi Yin, his eyes were very firm, and he could not even refuse, he said: "Come again."

Shi Yin didn't say any more, just followed A Luan to pick up the chess pieces.

Soon, the chessboard was cleared.

This time, Aluan still takes the lead, and once again falls for Tianyuan.

Shi Yin then dropped sunspots.

Sang Chenglin stood beside him, and was surprised when he saw the number of moves they were playing, but he didn't make a sound, and just watched.

The rain continued, and the fighting continued.

Sang Chenglin stood on the edge for a long time, and just felt tired and needed to move, the winner was instantly decided on the chessboard over there.

Shi Yin withdrew his hand and said flatly, "I lost."

A Luan was still holding the white ball between her fingers, and resting her chin on the other hand, she squinted at Sang Chenglin, and shouted: "Scholar, look again, who gave up to whom?"

Sang Chenglin watched the chess game, but couldn't say: "This..."

Seeing this, A Luan angrily threw the chess piece into the chess box, stood up and went out, saying, "I'm leaving."

Shi Yin also stood up.

A Luan stood still at the door, glanced at Sang Chenglin who was still watching chess, and asked, "Aren't you leaving?"

Sang Chenglin hurried out of the tea room: "Let's go, let's go."

All three stood under the eaves.

Sang Chenglin took his umbrella, bowed to Shi Yin, and said: "Master, I have bothered you a lot today, so I will call on you another day and take my leave."

Shi Yin answered him calmly: "Okay."

Sang Chenglin held the umbrella and walked outside. After walking a few steps, he turned his head to look at A Luan and asked, "Young master, don't you want to go? If I'm on the way, I can see you off."

"Not on the way!" A Luan rubbed her hands, and said angrily, "You go your own way, what do I do?"

Sang Chenglin was not angry, he just nodded and said, "Okay, then I will take a step first."

A Luan didn't even look at him.

When Sang Chenglin left the monastery and there was no one there, Aluan took another step outside, stretched out his hand, and exposed it to the rain.

The rain fell from the sky at an unknown height, it was icy cold, and A Luan's whole hand was wet.

Shi Yin was standing beside A Luan.

"A Luan."

A Luan turned her head to the side: "Huh?"

Shi Yin didn't make a sound, just went to pull A Luan's hand back, then held his wrist, and wiped off the rainwater bit by bit with a handkerchief.

Finally stop on the back of the hand.

Shi Yin looked at the blue spot on the back of A Luan's hand, and unconsciously tried to touch it with his fingers, but stopped when he reached the edge, and pressed his fingertips against the white skin, asking, "Does it... hurt?"

This is the one he held back in the morning.

A Luan also lowered her head to look at the lump of green in her hand, and after a while, she shook her head with a smile and said, "It doesn't hurt."

Shi Yin let go of his hand, he couldn't hold it anymore.

But A Luan raised his hand, put it in front of his eyes, and looked at the blue on the back of his hand, with the corners of his lips curled up and the tails of his eyes curved, as if he was very happy.

Shi Yin couldn't understand, but he didn't intend to ask.

He folded up the handkerchief and handed it to A Luan: "Your."

A Luan naturally recognized her own things, but she didn't take them away, and pushed them back to Shi Yin, saying: "It's all wet, you can give it to me after you dry it."

"Come to get it from you tomorrow, I'm leaving first."

As she spoke, Aluan was about to step out, but before the suspended step landed, she was held back by Shi Yin.

A Luan took a step back, went to see Shi Yin, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Shi Yinsong let go, handed over his umbrella, and said, "Hold the umbrella, don't get caught in the rain."

A Luan took it and said with a smile, "Okay."

Opening the umbrella, A Luan left, but Shi Yin was still standing on the porch watching his back, without moving.

But Aluan stopped.

Holding the handle of the umbrella, Aluan turned around and stood in the rain, her voice was clouded with mist: "Shi Yin, next time you are not allowed to open the door for that scholar."

"I do not like him."

After saying these words, A Luan walked away on his own.

Shi Yin was still standing there, and after a long time, he slowly tightened the wet handkerchief in his palm.

It rained all night.

It was not until the morning of the second day that it was gradually closed.

Gui Yun and Gui Yu walked back quickly, and as soon as they entered the Abode, they immediately turned into runners, shouting while running, "Senior Brother Shi Yin! Senior Brother Shi Yin!"

When Shi Yin heard this, he came out of the house. Seeing the two young monks who were panting, he asked, "What happened? How did you come back?"

Both Gui Yun and Gui Yu went to the Buddhist hall early in the morning, and they didn't leave the hall until noon.

Gui Yun rested for a while, and immediately said to Shi Yin: "Brother Shi Yin, someone is arguing in front! It's so fierce!"

Shi Yin asked: "What's going on?"

Gui Yu followed up and said, "There were two people vying to ask the Archmage to release the lottery, but neither of them would let the other, so they quarreled! I heard that they had already quarreled in front yesterday!"

Shi Yin immediately thought of Sang Chenglin.

But before Shi Yin could think about it, the answer came to his door.

When Gui Yun and Gui Yu heard someone knocking on the door, they ran to open the door. As soon as the door opened and saw the person outside, the two young monks exclaimed in unison: "Ah! It's you!"

Sang Chenglin didn't know that he had become a celebrity.

With a puzzled look on his face, Sang Chenglin pointed to himself and asked, "Me? What am I? What's wrong?"

Gui Yun and Gui Yu guarded the door, looking at him warily.

Seeing this, Sang Chenglin had no choice but to take a few steps back, looked around carefully, and muttered: "I didn't make a mistake..." Sang Chenglin stepped forward again, bowed to Gui Yun and Gui Yu, and asked : "Two little masters... Excuse me, Shi... Master Shi Yin... Are you here?"

As soon as Gui Yun and Gui Yu heard Shi Yin's name, they relaxed their defenses and asked, "Do you know Shi Yin?"

Sang Chenglin nodded and said, "Yes, I know you."

Gui Yun and Gui Yu immediately said: "Then come in quickly, Senior Brother Shi Yin won't go out."

Before Sang Chenglin understood what "not going out" was, he was dragged into the monastery by two young monks.

Shi Yin saw the person and asked, "Is it really you?"

Hearing this, Sang Chenglin was stunned again, and asked inexplicably, "Master, what do you mean it's really me?"

"Did I do something that everyone knows?"

Gui Yun and Gui Yu rushed to say: "The whole Daxing Temple knows about you!"

Sang Chenglin still didn't understand: "What?"

Gui Yun and Gui Yu told Sang Chenglin everything, more detailed than the person involved.

Shi Yin only listened and did not make a sound.

When Gui Yun and Gui Yu finished speaking, Sang Chenglin said angrily: "Confused black and white! Who bullied her?! It's clear that she is messing around!"

Gui Yun and Gui Yu were curious: "What's going on?"

Sang Chenglin made the matter clear.

When Shi Yin listened, he remembered—when he first arrived at Daxing Temple last year, he had heard Guiyun and Guiyu say that there was a young lady who was worried about getting married, and she often came to the temple to ask the master to calculate her marriage for her.

Sang Chenglin met this lady yesterday.

After the matter was clarified from the beginning, Sang Chenglin continued: "I ran into her by accident today, but she still insisted on blocking me and not letting me go, saying that she wanted to reason with me."

"What's the theory? She hasn't been able to get married so far, so she still has to blame me? It's so unreasonable!"

"She also said that she will come back tomorrow, and if she meets me again, she will definitely argue with me."

Shi Yin listened to it, held the beads and dialed them one by one, not emotional, just asked: "Then will you come tomorrow?"

Sang Chenglin clenched his fists and said, "Come on! Aren't you afraid that she won't succeed?! I must distinguish clearly with her!"

Shi Yin stopped talking.

He didn't understand these things, and he didn't know how to persuade them. What's more, he saw that Sang Chenglin was like this, and it seemed that he didn't need to be persuaded.

Sang Chenglin sat for a while, still feeling depressed, so he didn't stay any longer, just told Shi Yin, and left by himself.

Gui Yun and Gui Yu sent him out, and they also went back to the Buddhist hall by themselves.

They sneaked out.

In the evening, the sky became overcast again, but there was no rain.

Gui Yun and Gui Yu went back to bed early after eating and washing up.

They were fined to recite sutras a hundred times tomorrow morning.

Shi Yin hasn't rested yet, he is waiting for A Luan to come.

A Luan also came very quickly tonight.

Shi Yin heard the sound of the door being pushed, so he looked up, and saw A Luan coming in by himself, just as he was about to call him, A Luan made a sound first.

A Luan said: "Didn't I tell you not to open the door for that Sang Chenglin? Why did you let him in?"

Shi Yin frowned and asked, "You know?"

A Luan said: "Half the people in the capital know about it, why can't I know about it?"

Shi Yin didn't expect this news to spread so quickly.

A Luan saw it, smiled, and said: "Shi Yin, what do you think the capital is? Here, no matter what you do, you will be known."

Shi Yin pursed the corner of his lower lip and asked, "What do you mean?"

A Luan said: "If he comes again, sooner or later you will..."

The words were only half spoken, but A Luan suddenly stopped.

Shi Yin's light-colored pupils reflected the candlelight, but no matter how they looked, they were cold. He asked, "What will happen to me sooner or later?"

A Luan bit her lower lip, didn't say anything, but said very forcefully: "...Anyway, you are not allowed to let him come again!"

Shi Yin didn't bother to ask any more questions, and said quietly: "He will come tomorrow."

A Luan almost blurted out, saying: "If you let him in, I will never see you again!"

Upon hearing the words, Shi Yin stopped talking and just looked at A Luan.

A Luan said very irritably: "You are only with me, isn't it good? Why do you have to bring someone else?!"

"I don't like other people!"

Shi Yin was very calm, even his voice was cold: "I'm just here. Whoever wants to come, what to say to me, what to do, isn't it okay?"

There seemed to be tears in A Luan's eyes: "No!! No one but me!"

Shi Yin closed his eyes, and after a long time, he asked, "Aluan, in your heart, what am I?"

The author has something to say:

Shi Yin: In your heart, what am I?

Aluan: ...

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It’s about to start spilling dog blood, um, shake the outline, it’s very good, it’s very bloody

Also, don't bother Xiao Sang, he is just a tool person without emotion

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