He is from a fighting nation

After removing their make-up and taking a good bath, everyone's relationship has warmed up three degrees after a day of fun. They are in small groups, chatting and laughing, and take the cable car back to the hotel on the mountain, ready to have dinner.

Miraculously, Zhou Xiangwan actually sat on the same cable car as Wu Liang this time.

Zhou Xiangwan gave Wei Tianxiang a whole bag of oranges in the morning, and he didn’t enjoy eating them, so he bought all the fruits from the fruit stand and asked Qian Meng to distribute them to everyone. He took a small bag of oranges and sat on the cable car. , in a good mood.

When the stars are shining, the sky is cool and autumn is good.

Zhou Xiangwan tossed up the orange, caught it lightly and deftly, and asked Wu Liang, "Why are you willing to sit with me again? Don't you hate me, be afraid of me, and wish to stay away from me?"

Wu Liang tightly held the safety bar with both hands, put his feet together on the pedals in an orderly manner, looked straight ahead, and said without squinting: "Zhou Xiangwan, sit down and don't move around."

Zhou Xiangwan smiled and said, "Peel the orange for me."

Wu Liang remained motionless, and said, "Peel it off yourself."

Zhou Xiangwan clicked his tongue and peeled it off silently. His posture was extremely relaxed, unaffected by the high altitude at all. He slanted on the seat with his feet hanging in mid-air, shaking from time to time.

This is hard for Wu Liang.

Wu Liang is afraid of heights.

As soon as he stood on a high place, his legs became weak and his scalp felt numb. To him, the Ferris wheel was more terrifying than a roller coaster. He even felt physical fear when he saw movies and pictures of other people climbing.

It was good that the cable car moved forward smoothly, but Zhou Xiangwan swayed from time to time, it was a thrilling life hanging by a thread.

Wu Liang said solemnly: "Zhou Xiangwan, pay attention to safety, hold the pole with your hands, and don't move."

Zhou Xiangwan said, "Are you afraid of heights?"

Wu Liang said: "..."

Suddenly, Zhou Xiangwan's feet rubbed against the pedals, as if he was about to slide down uncontrollably.

"Hey." Zhou Xiangwan called out pretending to be panicked.

"Zhou Xiangwan!" Wu Liang choked for breath, thinking that Zhou Xiangwan was going to fall, he stretched out his hand to grab Zhou Xiangwan's hair, the force was like taking all his hair away in a wave.

"Don't pull it, don't pull it..." Zhou Xiangwan tilted his head and said, "I was wrong, I was wrong, I won't play anymore."

Wu Liang let go of Zhou Xiangwan's hair, a thin layer of sweat emerged from the tip of his nose, pressed the restless Zhou Xiangwan, and said frankly: "Yes, I am afraid of heights. Zhou Xiangwan, just like you are afraid of cars, I hope you can understand my fear."

In fact, Zhou Xiangwan already knew that Wu Liang was afraid of heights. After all, whenever he was on a business trip in China, Wu Liang only took the high-speed rail. It was very strange with Wu Liang's financial resources. He and Wei Tianxiang could find out by talking a few words.

But teasing Wu Liang was so much fun that Zhou Xiangwan couldn't restrain himself at all. "Do you know how to cure fear of heights?" Zhou Xiangwan asked Wu Liang with his head tilted, his right eye squeezed quickly, and said, "You won't be afraid if you hang you under the helicopter and fly around. I can fly a helicopter, and I'll take it with you tomorrow." Are you flying?"

Wu Liang: "..." Sometimes he couldn't tell whether Zhou Xiangwan was joking or not. Although ordinary people couldn't do things like flying people from helicopters, he was Zhou Xiangwan.Zhou Xiangwan has never been involved in personnel affairs!

Seeing that Wu Liang was silent, Zhou Xiangwan twirled a piece of orange and brought it to Wu Liang's mouth, "I apologize. I won't scare you anymore."

Wu Liang weighed it for a moment, he really didn't want to conflict with Zhou Xiangwan at such a high place, took the orange with his hand, put it in his mouth and ate it.

Zhou Xiangwan looked at Wu Liang expectantly, and said, "Is it sweet?"

Wu Liang nodded: "Sweet."

So Zhou Xiangwan took a sip with peace of mind, the juice exploded in his mouth, sour water appeared on the base of his tongue, Zhou Xiangwan's expression management lost control on the spot - sour and sour even more sour than lemons!

Zhou Xiangwan stared at Wu Liang in disbelief, Wu Liang swallowed the orange without changing his face, and said calmly, "What's wrong?"

Wu Liang's expression was too calm, even a little cheerful. Zhou Xiangwan couldn't help but suspect that his taste buds were too sensitive, and said, "No... nothing."

Wu Liang hummed, turned his head calmly, pretended to look at the scenery, and suddenly wrinkled his nose with a distorted expression—it was so sour.

After getting off the cable car, Wu Liang and Zhou Xiangwan came to a Japanese restaurant alone.

Zhou Xiangwan chewed a mouthful of sushi in disgust, and said, "Go ahead."

Wu Liang paused and said, "What?"

Zhou Xiangwan said: "On weekdays, you don't stay in the same box with me. So, I guess, either you tell me something you don't want people to hear, or..."

Zhou Xiangwan elongated his tone and said with a smile, "It's because you want to date me."

"I really have something to tell you. I'm just checking with you, don't mess with things."

Wu Liang sat down, took out his mobile phone, and tapped it a few times. Zhou Xiangwan's voice came out from the speaker, which was a little low, and completely different from his usual cheerful tone—"You probably have never seen my tricks on people, have you? ...your family, your job, your house, your car will be legally gone. And, that's the least of the consequences."

It was exactly what Zhou Xiangwan said to Du Feng in the morning.

Zhou Xiangwan frowned and said, "He edited it, so that's not what I said."

Wu Liang said: "Then, what are your original words?"

Zhou Xiangwan stared at Wu Liang, his irises reflected the clear light, "Wu Liang, you don't love Du Feng at all."

Wu Liang's breathing was out of rhythm, his Adam's apple moved, and he said forcefully, "I'm asking you, what are your original words? Answer me."

"I kicked him in the morning, and I didn't see how distressed you were. You scolded me for having no self-control, not because I kicked him, but because I didn't do what I promised you, right?" Zhou Xiangwan Smiling, staring at Wu Liang, "According to my years of experience, you must be sick."

Wu Liang felt uncomfortable being watched by Zhou Xiangwan, but he still maintained a commercial smirk and said, "Zhou Xiangwan, whether I love Du Feng or not is none of your business, and whether I am sick or not has nothing to do with you."

Zhou Xiangwan said impatiently: "Then let me tell you, Du Feng is still raising women outside, and he still uses your money, can you bear it?"

"I can't bear it." Wu Liang said with a fake smile, "But even if you think he cheated, it shouldn't be you who threatened him to leave me in this way. Don't you think you meddle too much?"

Zhou Xiangwan frowned, and said slowly: "I thought we were already friends." After Zhou Xiangwan finished speaking, he felt very ashamed. It's the kind of thing that you treat someone as a good friend, but someone calls him in public. The shame of thinking you're perverted and getting slapped.

Wu Liang said: "If your definition of a friend is to investigate his privacy, meddle in his love life, and threaten and beat his boyfriend, then, with all due respect, this is not a friend, but an enemy."

"There's a line between friends, and you've crossed that line, which bothers me."

Zhou Xiangwan was laughed out of anger, clenched his fists, barely suppressed his anger, and said, "Wu Liang, do you think I want to meddle in your business? I have nothing to do when I'm full, and I'm so mean to you!? The aunt of the neighborhood committee who manages the east and the west, right?!"

Wu Liang rubbed his brows and said, "Zhou Xiangwan, that's not what I meant. Calm down, I mean, I hope you don't interfere in my private affairs. I believe that you don't like someone prying into your life either. , you still want to beat your dog?"

What Zhou Xiangwan hates the most is Wu Liang's alienated, indifferent, polite and reasonable appearance, even if he is like an iron wall, he can still make two knocks when he kicks down on it.

Wu Liang treated him like he was just a partner or an ignorant child.Even an annoying neighborhood committee aunt!

Zhou Xiangwan had never been wronged like this before. Thinking of Wu Liang's death in his previous life, he once again felt that his good intentions were not rewarded. He has already paid off the love of a cannonball, and he can't be blamed if he dies!

Zhou Xiangwan stood up in a huff, and said coldly: "Wu Liang, you can do whatever you want. I'm quitting! You won't see me anymore, so you can just spend a few days blindly with your baby. !"

Zhou Xiangwan put on his shoes angrily, thinking that as long as Wu Liang apologized to him, he would forgive him.

Zhou Xiangwan raised his head and saw him sitting on the tatami, his spine straight, his eyelashes like crow feathers hanging down, looking indifferent for no reason.

Zhou Xiangwan got angry, slammed the door and left.

Wu Liang rubbed his eyes, unable to explain what was in his heart, reached into his pocket, took out a piece of candy and put it in his mouth, biting the hard candy expressionlessly.

Zhou Xiangwan did what he said, and immediately completed the resignation procedure, and left Qinglongxia that night.

Driver - Qian Meng.

Qian Meng was very irritable: "Young Master Zhou! Your illness is going to kill me. I finally managed to have a few words with Xiangxiang, and I was disturbed by you again!"

Zhou Xiangwan closed his eyes and said, "Drive hard."

Qian Meng was silent for a moment, and said: "Young Master Zhou, let me take you to show my master? You said, you have studied psychology for so many years, and it is useless. This can't be cured, and that can't be cured, then You must be—bewitched.”

Zhou Xiangwan: "...do you have a master? A boxer?"

Qian Meng said proudly: "I am the 180th lay disciple of the Maoshan School who has been training abroad, and I am also an outstanding graduate of Master Yuantong of Miaofeng Mountain."

Zhou Xiangwan: "No. It's unreliable when you hear it."

Qian Meng said: "Don't tell me, I won't take you to the Niangniang Temple. I will take you to meet a man. He is my master's younger brother. He is awesome! He doesn't live in the temple, and he doesn't usually see visitors. You want to see him." , it depends on fate!"

Zhou Xiangwan said lazily, "Then junior, is he called Zhongtong?"

Qian Meng said: "I don't know, it's very mysterious. I only met him once when I was a child. If you can see him, you have to respect him. It's fine if you don't see him. Anyway, you resigned, go to read the scriptures, and calm down. That's fine too."

Although Zhou Xiangwan felt that this matter was unreliable, he had done too many unreliable things, and he didn't want to take advantage of Qianmeng's good intentions. After arranging many matters, he went to the Empress Temple where he was begging for a son and marriage.

From the outside, Niangniang Temple is a good temple.

Red walls and black tiles, green cypresses and ancient pines, fragrant clouds like seal scripts, turbulent bells, and wild roses all over the mountains and plains, the elegance is filled with the smoke and fire of the secular world.

But Zhou Xiangwan went crazy on the first day there - there was no other reason, the living conditions were really bad!

An antique sanatorium was built behind the temple, and Qian Meng lived next door to him, sweeping the floor with his master every day, cracking sunflower seeds, and flirting with his sisters by the way.

And Zhou Xiangwan lived the simplest life in his life.No butler, no automatic management system, no meat, no potatoes, no vodka.But there are mosquitos and bugs and geese.

Anyway, there is nothing you want, and there is nothing you don’t want!

At the beginning, Zhou Xiangwan didn't expect to stay in Niangniang Temple for so long, but the mysterious master refused him again and again, which aroused his fighting spirit on the contrary—he really had to see him No way!

Zhou Xiangwan started his Buddhist practice life.

Burning incense, tasting tea, listening to the rain, watering flowers, speculating in stocks.

In the blink of an eye, a month has passed.

One autumn rain and one cold, Zhou Xiangwan woke up early in the morning, not in a good mood.

Today is the anniversary of his mother's death.

Zhou Xiangwan got up early in the morning, had nothing to do, wandered around, and arrived at the main temple. At this early morning, there were no pilgrims, birds singing and the mountains were secluded, and only Zhou Xiangwan and the tall golden statue on the throne were in the big main hall.

Zhou Xiangwan used to think that ghosts, gods, religion and so on were just illusory spiritual sustenance, with no practical meaning, and asking gods and Buddhas is worse than carrying an Italian cannon.

Once again, Zhou Xiangwan began to be in awe of them for no reason.

The thousand-year-old bell rang, and the sound was thick and strong, spreading like ripples, lingering for a long time

Zhou Xiangwan knelt down in front of the statue, clasped his hands together, and closed his eyes.

If there are ghosts and gods.

If there is reincarnation.