Little Mr. is one hundred years old

Outside the Ksitigarbha Hall, a white figure knelt in front of the hall, his back was as straight as a pine, motionless, looking at the front door of the hall.

I don't know how long it took, but the sound of the scriptures inside finally stopped, and then the door of the hall opened, and the servant boy came out, clasped his hands together, bowed, and said, "Mr. Wuchang, the Bodhisattva let you in."

Then Chong Ke got up from the ground, thanked the servant boy, and walked into the hall.

On the lotus platform, Ksitigarbha sat cross-legged on top of it. He put away his rosary, opened his eyes, and looked at Chongqie with compassionate eyes: "What is the purpose of Lord Wuchang coming to see me?"

Chong Ke knelt down in front of Dizang, with an extremely pious expression: "Bodhisattva, I have come to ask you for sin."

"What's your fault?"

"I'm afraid I won't be able to keep my promise to the Bodhisattva, I still can't forget my feelings, I can't sacrifice my life for righteousness, I can't let him go at all," Zhongjia said.

Ksitigarbha was silent for a moment, and said, "I knew you couldn't let go, just like you did back then, your choice is always him."

"No matter how many times I have been reincarnated, whether I have memory or not, my obsession is him. Maybe this is the incessant bond between the two of us." Zhong Ke kowtowed to the Ksitigarbha King: "Bodhisattva, I will come to you first." You plead guilty, and then go to judge the judge and accept the punishment, no matter what the result is, I want to stay by his side."

"Everyone has their own fate, I will not force it, and I will not blame you," Dizang waved his hand: "You go."

"Yes, thank you Bodhisattva." Kowtowing again, Chong Ke got up and left the hall.

Dizang looked at the closed door and sighed: Even he can't understand it, let alone you...you are all idiots...

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Ever since Long Zhao gave Jiujiu treatment that day, Jiujiu woke up that day and nothing happened, and he was still alive and kicking.

Jiujiu's birthday came in a few days. This was the first time Qing Huan celebrated Jiujiu's birthday. Of course he attached great importance to it, and because of his attention, the few "people" around him had to pay attention to it, such as Gu Yue Hua took on the task of making the birthday cake for Jiujiu, Zhong Li and Lou Zhao were in charge of arranging the birthday scene, Chen Ziran and Ji Zhiqiu were in charge of all the dishes for the day... and before cooking, they had to purchase the ingredients first, and Qing Huan went to do it by herself. Supermarket, but unexpectedly the other two will follow - Long Zhao and M.

Qing Huan really wanted to refuse, but those two couldn't tolerate him refusing at all, so this trip to the supermarket became three "people".

Before going out, Qing Huan double-checked that the two of them were not dressed too out of line——

Long Zhao is wearing a shirt and slacks, parted short hair, and paired with a pair of rimless glasses, he still has a bit of a literary atmosphere; and M is also a shirt, but the lower body is no longer the leather pants he is used to, but ordinary jeans. His silver hair was so conspicuous, Qing Huan asked him to wear a baseball cap, and by the way, the brim of the hat could be lowered a little to cover the deep facial features - of course, they were all deceiving themselves, they were already very eye-catching when they stood alone , not to mention two—and Qing Huan forgot, it should be three, because he himself is very attractive, so they stand together after getting off the car, they are luminous bodies.

"That's it, I told you not to follow." Qing Huan pushed the shopping cart and said angrily - look at the sights coming from all directions.

"I'm here to help you," M said.

"It's our son's birthday, of course I have to work harder." Long Zhao emphasized the word "we".

"It's up to you." Qing Huan ignored them and went straight to the vegetable area.

Long Zhao and M followed behind him, "pointing" a few words from time to time——

"This tomato (tomato) is good."

"The vegetables here are quite fresh."

"Buy snowpeas." Because it is not a common vocabulary for M, he is still accustomed to using English for these vegetables and so on.

"How about spinach, Qinghuan?"

"I want this asparagus."

"Then asparagus is not as good as yam, I'd better buy yam."

"Yam? I don't know." Of course M is not familiar with Chinese-style ingredients.

"What do you know, a foreigner?" Long Zhao turned to Qing Huan and said, "Qing Huan, don't you like to buy yams?"

Hearing this, M turned around: "Mr. Bai, buy it if you like it."

Qing Huan endured it for a long time and finally couldn't help it: "Can you shut up? I know what I want to buy. This yam Jiujiu doesn't like it, so there's no need for it."

"Don't Jiujiu like to eat?" Long Zhao said with doubts.

Qing Huan squinted at him: "Of course you don't know, can your father know what Jiujiu likes to eat and what kind of dish he doesn't like?"

"Jiujiu is not picky about food." Long Zhao said as a matter of course—he had ordered the housekeeper to customize nutritious meals for Jiujiu every day, and every time he ate with Jiujiu, Jiujiu would eat his own portion of the dishes. After eating, I have never seen him picky about anything.

"Is the little one not picky eaters? When we eat together, he doesn't eat half of the dishes." M said emphatically.

Qing Huan looked at Long Zhao: "It seems that you really haven't observed Jiujiu carefully, even M knows about it."

Long Zhao was not happy when he heard this: "How can you blame me? In fact, Jiujiu is more presumptuous in front of you. He is in front of me. How can he be allowed to not like this or that?"

Qing Huan turned her head and walked forward, ignoring Long Zhao.

"Mr. Long, it seems that you are a bit of a failure as a father." After saying this, M took a few steps to chase after Qing Huan.

Long Zhao secretly gritted his teeth—that foreigner is really annoying.

Qing Huan wandered around the meat and poultry area and the seafood area for a while, and later on he got used to those enthusiastic gazes, and could turn a blind eye to them.

"These seafood are actually not the freshest, they are fresh from the bottom of the sea." Long Zhao belongs to the dragon clan, and also belongs to the water dragon clan, so of course he is familiar with underwater creatures. A long time ago, when he was still a dragon demon, Often sneak into the seabed to hunt for rare delicacies.

"It's not fresh enough." M rarely agreed, he raised his head and said to Qing Huan: "Mr. Bai, do you still remember the paella we ate in the small town by the Mediterranean?"

"Well, I remember." Qing Huan was careless, his attention was all on the ingredients, after thinking about it, he still chose those frozen seafood——

"Why don't you pick live ones, it's better than frozen ones." Long Zhao wondered.

Qing Huan glanced at him: "I don't kill." Although he can eat meat dishes now, it is still impossible for him to slaughter him himself.

"Of course you don't need to do this."

"OK then."

When they finished buying the ingredients and were about to pay the bill, Long Zhao proposed to buy snacks again, and Qing Huan agreed after thinking about Jiujiu at an age that loves snacks.But I didn't expect that when they were picking in the snack area, someone recognized M——

"You... May I ask if you are... Mori?" The three girls approached cautiously and asked.

Mori—this name is really a distant name. At that time, M played the role of the big star, but chose to end the game when it was the most prosperous—five years have passed, Originally, this circle is forgetful, and new stars come out in large numbers, not to mention that M was mostly participating in catwalks, shooting advertisements, magazines, etc., and had no real works. It stands to reason that it should have been forgotten long ago...

M looked at the three young girls in their 20s, but didn't speak.

"do not you?"

"We just looked at it for a long time, and I think you really seem to..."

"That's right, your figure and your exposed face seem to be..."

Seeing the three excited but afraid of failing, Qing Huan said, "He is indeed Mori..."

"Ah..." The three girls almost screamed.

"Shhh." M took off his hat, revealing his deep and handsome facial features, he removed the bangs on his forehead, and said, "Please be quiet, three ladies."

"It's really you... Mori..." One of the girls was so excited that her eyes were red.

The other two also stomped excitedly.

"Mori, we didn't expect me to see you again. At that time, you quit suddenly. We were really sad. The members of our support club were all crying..."

"Yeah, I haven't heard from you since then. Your company said you went abroad for treatment... Ah, Mori, your face has recovered!"

"Yes, yes, there is no sign of injury at all..."

"This... is recovering very well because of the surgery."

"Then Mori, will you come back? We really miss you..."

"..."

Long Zhao was at the side, and with an attitude of watching a play, he said to Qing Huan with great interest: "Unexpectedly, this gringo can still deceive a few little girls..."

"Speaking of which, I'm a fan. Isn't it normal for fans to follow idols?"

"But, tsk tsk, seeing how innocent they are, if they knew the real identity of that foreigner, they would probably cry in fright."

"Think about it." Qing Huan glanced at him: "For them, M was their idol in the past, a spiritual pillar, and M was really serious about being a star at that time. The relationship couldn't be more normal."

"Qing Huan," Long Zhao put his arms around Qing Huan's shoulders, "Why do I feel that you are always on the side of others?"

"Have it?"

"Have."

In the end, M took a photo with the three girls and signed the autograph, and the three girls reluctantly left.

Not long after, a post about the reappearance of the old super idol was posted on a forum. Many people know about Mori’s name. After all, Mori left a lot of photos, because she was so outstanding, and she had an accident at a critical moment in her career, disfigured and quit the entertainment industry, so many people are very regretful even if they are not fans. It's a little faded, but when this post was posted today, and Mori's photo was posted, it immediately caused an uproar——

Because Mori in the photo has not changed at all, even the scars on his face are gone, just like the peak of his appearance in the past-this is an era when the face is full of dogs, coupled with nostalgic emotions, so I quickly talked about Mori The discussion of this person has been on the rise again and again, and almost some people have conspiratorial theories that the navy is hyping it up...

Of course that's all for later.

At that time, Qing Huan and the others had already returned home with all the "trophies" and were preparing for the birthday party.