Whale Feeding Guide [Transmigration Book]

It started to snow again in the sky, and small patters of snowflakes fell on Lu Zhiqiao's shoulders.

Lu Zhiqiao took a taxi and got into the car with the whale in his arms: "Go to Mount Sanhua."

After he got into the car, he immediately hugged Whale Whale on his lap, and wiped off the water on his face with his hands.

The driver slowly looked up and down the two of them from the rearview mirror. One of them was wearing only pajamas in the cold weather and was barefoot. The other, whose face was as pale as powder, leaned motionless Boys in pajamas.

While driving the car, he said cautiously: "Children, you are going to Shenghua Mountain, are you going to see some doctor?"

Seeing that the two did not answer, the enthusiastic driver became more certain of his guess.

"I didn't say that, you still have to go to the hospital to see a doctor, and you can go to Sanhua Mountain to find entertainment, but we still have to believe in science when we get sick..."

Lu Zhiqiao just wiped Jingjing's face, without saying a word.

The driver felt bored and died down.

The car was driving on the road, Lu Zhiqiao looked up and looked out the window, he frowned, took out his mobile phone and scanned the QR code hanging on the driver's car, turned 1000 and said, "Please drive faster."

The driver heard the sound of the WeChat payment, turned the steering wheel, and refused: "My child, this is too much, I will transfer it back for you later, you don't want to go!"

Lu Zhiqiao put the mobile phone in his pocket, as if he had no intention of communicating.

Seeing this, the driver stopped talking and had to silently increase his driving speed.

As soon as the car arrived at Shenghua Mountain, Lu Zhiqiao directly opened the door and got out of the car first.

The driver immediately followed. He was just about to help Jingjing get off the back seat, but before he could touch him, he heard "Don't touch him". He withdrew his hand embarrassingly and explained: "I just want to help you!"

"No need." Lu Zhiqiao couldn't let anyone touch the whale.

As long as they touch the body of the whale, they will definitely find something wrong.

He wants to kill all these possibilities in the cradle.

He coldly refused the driver's help, hugged Jingjing himself, and walked towards Mount Sanhua.

The driver behind him yelled at his back: "Little classmate, your money!"

Lu Zhiqiao walked up the stairs barefoot without looking back.

He hugged the whale and walked up the 532 steps devoutly.

Yesterday's snow turned into water, but today it freezes again.

Every time he took a step, Lu Zhiqiao spit out a sentence.

"Please save him."

When he reached the 200 steps, he stopped in his tracks rarely, and looked around.

"Jing Bao, you were here yesterday, and you were still talking about your future life with me."

"Please save him."

I don't know how long he walked, but the moment the first moon rose, the bright moonlight shone on the snow-covered steps.

He takes one step at a time.

The hair, the body... was covered with snow.

Lu Zhiqiao didn't care, the only thing he cared about was whether the person in his arms had snow or not.

Not allowed.

Finally, he came to the temple.

As if holding the last faith, he knocked on the temple door with his hands.

again and again.

Like keeping him going.

Finally, footsteps were heard inside, and the door opened.

The visitor was wearing a thick monk's robe, and he was a little surprised when he saw Lu Zhiqiao's clothes and the person in his arms: "Who are you?"

Without saying a word, Lu Zhiqiao rushed inside with the whale in his arms.

Running directly to the main hall, he looked at the big Buddha inside.

With a plop, he fell to his knees on the ground.

When the monk heard the sound, he felt a sharp pain in his knee.

Lu Zhiqiao seemed to have lost consciousness.

He looked devoutly at the big Buddha in the hall, and the big Buddha stared at him as if he was looking at a believer.

"Please save him."

He never believed in Buddhism, but he believed in it twice.

For the first time, he prayed to the Buddha to bless his whale, to be safe and happy.

The second time, it was to pray to Buddha to save his whale treasure.

Lu Zhiqiao knelt on the ground and kept talking about what he was willing to replace in his heart.

If Jing Bao can wake up, he is willing...willing to give up everything he owns.

If this is not enough, as long as it can be replaced, he is willing to replace all of them.

He has only one request, to save Jing Bao.

The monk looked a little unbearable, and he admonished: "Almsgiver, if you are sick, you still have to go to the hospital."

Lu Zhiqiao turned a deaf ear.

Monks have no choice, there are too many persistent people in the world.

He was just getting started, so he couldn't persuade him.

He could only call for the master and let the master come over.

After a while, an old monk with a white beard came over.

He looked at Lu Zhiqiao who was kneeling in the hall, and sighed.

The old monk didn't speak, just walked over, and was about to touch the whale with his hand, but his hand was pinched.

The old monk glanced over and met a pair of defensive eyes.

He smiled kindly, and patted Lu Zhiqiao's hand with the other hand, signaling Lu Zhiqiao to let go.

Lu Zhiqiao still had a defensive look in his eyes.

The old monk had no choice but to say: "Amitabha." Then he left.

The little monk followed behind him and shouted loudly: "Master, you don't care about him anymore?"

"The world comes and goes, and those who are persistent always have to be persistent, so why bother."

Lu Zhiqiao knelt for a whole night.

The next day, when the sun came out of the mountain, he looked at the whale in his arms who still hadn't opened his eyes, picked him up, and walked outside.

Jing Bao, the Buddha refused to save you.

Jingbao, why didn't the Buddha save you?

Lu Zhiqiao got no answer.

When Lin Zhengyan rushed over, he saw Lu Zhiqiao halfway up the mountain.

His son stepped down the steps step by step with bare feet on such a cold day.

Lin Zhengyan hurried up.

He walked up to Lu Zhiqiao, wanting to talk to him.

But in front of Lu Zhiqiao, his eyes were dull, but the instinct of the human body told him that he should go down.

Lin Zhengyan moved her mouth, but didn't say a word.

He followed Lu Zhiqiao until he completely descended the mountain and reached the flat ground.

Only then did he speak: "Qiaoqiao, your grandpa...he's already healed. The doctor said that he can go back after staying in the hospital for two days for observation."

Lu Zhiqiao remained silent.

Lin Zhengyan firmly grabbed Lu Zhiqiao's wrist and stuffed him into the car.

Lu Zhiqiao also followed him.

But after he sat in the car, he suddenly asked a question.

"Why did the Buddha refuse to save him?"

Lin Zhengyan had a sore nose and a trembling heart, he didn't know what to say.

"Obviously, obviously I have exchanged so many things."

Lin Zhengyan turned her head, trying to comfort Lu Zhiqiao, but met Lu Zhiqiao's empty eyes.

There was no hope in those eyes.

More, it is despair.

It's like thick night.

Not see through the light.

"Is it because I committed suicide?" Lu Zhiqiao asked.

Lin Zhengyan started the car abruptly and drove home quickly.

As soon as he got out of the car, he reprimanded him sharply: "Why did you commit suicide? Why did you commit suicide at such a young age?! I forbid you to talk nonsense here again!"

Lu Zhiqiao didn't say a word, and went upstairs with Jingjing in his arms.

He put a bathtub of warm water and put the whale in it.

Patiently bathe Whale, just like Whale did when he was a child.

"I brought you back, Baby Whale."

Lu Zhiqiao took Jingjing's hand, and he put his hand on his face, rubbing it.

"Come back soon, Jingbao." He suddenly choked up, "If you don't come back, I, I will be afraid—"

Lu Zhiqiao wiped Jingjing clean, put him on the bed, and covered him with a quilt.

As soon as it was covered, Lin Zhengyan opened the door and walked in.

He glanced at Jingjing lying on the bed, thought for a while, and said, "Qiaoqiao, Jingjing..."

Before he finished speaking, he was immediately interrupted by Lu Zhiqiao.

Lin Zhengyan looked at Lu Zhiqiao. Lu Zhiqiao looked like a wolf that had been invaded by humans. The way he looked at him, Lin Zhengyan's heart trembled. He had to admit that it seemed that if he continued to speak, he would be torn to pieces.

But Lin Zhengyan still took a deep breath, pointing out the facts: "Whale, I'm out of breath."

"No." Lu Zhiqiao was almost paranoid, "He is alive, he will wake up."

Lin Zhengyan sighed and stopped talking.

He silently exited the door, wanting to wait for Lu Zhiqiao to calm down before trying to persuade him.

As soon as Lin Zhengyan went out, Lu Zhiqiao quickly locked the door behind him.

He went into the bathroom to take a shower, and fell asleep next to the whale.

He holds a whale whale.

Sentence by sentence, he recalled the encounter between the two.

"You were really stupid at that time, Whale Treasure."

"You didn't find out that the liar was me until junior high school."

"It's also because of this matter that I have had a cold war with me for so many days."

"I heard a saying that the Buddha who committed suicide would not accept his petition. Tell me, is it because of me that you can't wake up?"

"In your heart, am I always like a bystander, always calm?"

Lu Zhiqiao looked at Jingjing, he smoothed Jingjing's hair with his hands, and pinched his earlobe.

"However, I'm not always so calm."

"They say you're hopeless. Jingbao, they all say you're not breathing, you can't survive. The driver, the monk, and... Dad."

Lu Zhiqiao knew what Lin Zhengyan meant.

However, the soil is so cold, and worms will grow after a long time. How can he let his baby whale sleep alone in such a cold ground?

He is always timid.

He may cry.

Just the thought of his baby whale crying made him feel bad.

Lu Zhiqiao pointed to his heart: "It hurts here."

He was reluctant.

"They're all wrong. They think you're going to die. They see you from a human perspective, but only I know, Jingbao, you won't. Right?"

"You said you would always be with me, right?"

This time, he wanted him to be with him.

I can't tell if I'm afraid or reluctant.

Afraid of being separated, reluctant to leave.

He wanted to keep him by his side, for the rest of his life.

"I'm not always like you think, always calm, always mature, always like everything can be done well."

"If I can really keep you, then occasionally, I want to be willful."