Wancheng Chronicle

The mist from the Jinbo Mountain Stove densely released smoke, which scattered in all directions with an ethereal aroma.Akihito stared at the Buddha statue behind the incense burner. This seemingly benevolent Bodhisattva can really save all living beings?He doesn't believe in Buddha, let alone worship Buddha, and he doesn't even know where the sacred Amitabha Buddha has been enshrined in the Buddhist hall at home for 20 years.Today, he knelt down before the Buddha, just because he believed that karma and reincarnation should not proceed like this.

Wan Yu raised the heavy curtain, and Ming Huang tore it open, revealing her familiar figure.She stepped forward and bowed twice. The peaceful face of Bodhisattva Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva did not make her feel at ease. "'Resisting and unmoving is like the earth, and deep meditation is like a secret treasure'. Do you know the meaning of this sentence?"

Ksitigarbha Fusa in the compound redeemed his mother who fell into hell in the cycle of reincarnation.Perhaps Ming Chong valued such salvation that day, so he set up a Buddhist hall at home and worshiped it every day.

"Huh?" Akihito ignored his wife's question.His memory seems to be stagnant in the imperial capital, imprisoned in such a picture, unable to escape.Even though he was hiding in this remote corner, he could still feel the panic from Ah Yi.Wounded in such panic every day, he began to suspect that it was his own fear that overcame his reason.

Wan Yu knelt on the futon behind Mingren, clasped her hands together, facing the Bodhisattva, but said to her husband: "Since it is praying for blessings, why do you want to seek revenge?"

"Look at Ah Yi's current appearance! I wouldn't regret destroying him all over the house!" Mingren clasped his hands tightly, as if he wanted to crush the accumulated resentment into powder and blow his bones to ashes.He will never forget the sight of mottled blood, twisted ropes, scattered pills, and his trembling younger brother hiding in the corner.

Wan Yu lowered her head, her newly permed slightly curly hair blocked her expression.I only heard her say: "According to Mr. Smith's judgment - one is meth, and the other is refined damiana."

Akihito knew without asking what kind of drug the so-called Damiana was.When he saw Ah Yi that day, he guessed Yang Weihuo's indiscriminate methods. "Ayi—" the words were on the lips but he didn't know how to open them. Mingren finally didn't ask.

"Smith said that Ah Yi may be thinking of the unpleasant past, immersed in fantasies, and easily frightened. According to common sense, this situation can be recovered within a few days. Don't worry too much." Wanyu tried her best to keep her words Sounds convincing. The 'reactive disturbance of consciousness' caused by the second stimulation of 'stress disorder' is prone to excessive fright, but it is not recommended to continue drug treatment-this is Smith's original words. "Now that Qi Jin is with Ah Yi, nothing will happen again. Don't torture yourself, it was an accident, no one's fault."

Akihito nodded numbly, as if agreeing with his wife's point of view.He stood up, intending to leave the Buddhist hall with Wan Yu, but the moment he saw the sun, he asked another question: "Smith is going back to China?"

Wan Yu stopped in her tracks, as if all the light in front of her eyes had dissipated, leaving her with a dark and hopeless world.About a long time ago, he and she were both passionate young students, dreaming about the prosperity and prosperity of the motherland day and night.At that time, she thought that she and her lover would stick to their ideals and fight together with the leader they trusted, so that they could see the beautiful homeland in their dreams, a paradise without killing and disputes.But when Mingren took over the property under Ming's banner, she realized that the passionate passion that once belonged to her husband had been strangled by reality in the darkness before dawn.From that day on, Akihito began to compromise, began to collude with the officials he despised, began to squeeze labor to obtain huge profits, and began to do everything for power.In the past few years, Wanyu has seen many people die, and she has been convincing herself that those people deserved it.To this day, she watches her husband extend the butcher knife to innocent lives. "You want to kill him?"

"Not at all." Mingren realized Wanyu's mood after walking a long distance. The long distance on the corridor blurred his vision, but he could feel his wife's strangeness.But these, he really didn't have the strength to pay attention to them any more.

Sunlight penetrates through the glazed glass windows, and the breeze rolls up the striped curtains, which is the time of spring.The abundant scenery is intoxicated by the fragrance of flowers and birds, and the human eyes are confused.Gu Qijin leaned against the head of the bed, sucking greedily for a moment of peace.He saw Ming Ren enter, but he dared not move because of Ah Yi in his arms.

Mingren dared to enter after making sure that his younger brother was asleep. Mingyi's crazy resistance to everyone who approached made him dare not move forward. "Have you taken the medicine?" He asked in a low voice.

"No, he resisted and struggled a lot."

Bending down and touching Ayi's forehead tentatively, Mingren was relieved by the gradually receding temperature.And Qi Jin's answer made him feel unspeakable emotions, and he didn't know whether it was moved or worried. "I'm talking about the place where you were hurt by Ah Yi."

"What's the matter?" Gu Qijin's eyes fell on Ah Yi.The passage of time cannot change his mind towards the little princess as he was when he was a child. "It's Ah Yi, who was really scared. I don't know if the benzodiazepines will be better after the effect."

Ming Ren stared at the bruise on Qi Jin's cuff, but said nothing.He has been watching with cold eyes for so many years, so he can somewhat understand Gu Qijin's extraordinary feelings for Mingyi.Originally, Ming Ren was indulgent, but he pretended not to know, watching Ah Yi presumptuously possessing Gu Qijin's pampering.But that day, seeing Qi Jin let Ah Yi hurt him, he felt a kind of fear in his heart.

Gu Qijin realized that Ming Ren was staring at his arm, and couldn't help shrinking inward.In his eyes, as long as his little princess doesn't hurt himself, everything doesn't matter. "Brother-in-law, Ah Yi will never forget what Tian Daoxiong did back then."

"I don't know." In Mingren's memory, he only saw Mingyi's mother, and he vaguely remembered that she was a beautiful woman.When his father handed little Mingyi to his side, that woman was no longer alive. "It was like this when I met Ah Yi."

Perhaps only Ah Yi himself knows what is the cause of the fear that lingers in his mind.Others can only watch, distressed and helpless.In fact, sometimes, Gu Qijin also thought about whether the people around him would have remained the same if Ah Yi hadn't been born with such an alluring appearance.

love him so much.However, since love is affection, it should not arise from greed for beauty.

"Brother-in-law, let me take him away." Gu Qijin looked at Mingyi who was sleeping soundly in his arms, like a treasure passed down from generation to generation, the tenderness in his eyes could almost melt irrelevant things in the world, leaving only his little princess behind . "Leave Tianwan, leave these people and things that make him worry and fear."

"Qi Jin, we must all respect his choice." Ming Ren pursed his lips, as if swallowing the bitterness in his heart. "No one can make decisions for him."

Gu Qijin nodded, he will not force Ah Yi, but he will not give up this suggestion either. "What if he wants to?"

"I have no objection." Akihito said in an unpredictable tone, making people wonder what he was referring to.It seems to leave a little room, but also like a sharp weapon to pierce the diaphragm.

What kind of dream is it that scares you so much?Gu Qijin kissed Mingyi's forehead, like lightly pecking at a beautiful jade, gliding across the cold, the fleeting warmth was full of affection.

However, he didn't know that Mingren left in a hurry because of another relationship.

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