Xie Fanjing stared at him as he walked away, feeling a slight pain in his heart, as if a very thin knife had cut through it.

The bottom of her heart was as flustered, sour, and tingling as a ball of twisted thread... It was like a little hedgehog rolling back and forth in her heart, and the hard hairs all over her body stood up stubbornly, pricking her with blood.

"It's no use blushing now, everyone is gone!"

The shopkeeper who was watching the excitement sighed, and after realizing it, the girl with suddenly blushing cheeks shook her head:

"Young man, eh..."

He hugged the thick white account book, sighed a few words, and turned around.

Will we see you again?

Xie Fanjing was thinking at that time.

She thought they would meet again.

Obviously he was not sure, but he was so serious about it. The little hedgehog in his heart was jumping and jumping, and it seemed that all the hard hairs had suddenly converged and turned into a soft little meat ball, jumping gently.

Ahhh... This unfounded premonition made her squint and smile, and she suddenly felt happy.

…

Two years later.

Jiangnan, Taizhou City.

On the altar in the center of the tower, Xie Fanjing saw him again.

The alley was empty, surrounded by a huge crowd. On the altar, a handsome and young monk had compassionate eyes. He clasped his hands together and calmly faced countless believers listening to the scriptures, with a firm but gentle look on his face.

In the dark crowd, Xie Fanjing saw a pretty girl jumping up and down happily, raising her hands vigorously. Her red dress was like fire. When she smiled, her charming eyes were curved like long and narrow crescents.

.

When the monk's eyes met hers, a helpless and gentle smile would appear on his face unconsciously. He concealed it very deeply, but Xie Fanjing seemed to see it clearly...

Laughter, praise, chanting, chanting, the rustling of clothes, the cries of children... In the crowd, Xie Fanjing walked towards the Dharma altar step by step in confusion, using up all her strength

, but seemed to be stumbling.

Getting closer.

Getting closer...

The clear and gentle voice fell from the altar, calmly, like a lotus breeze gently washing over a pond full of June heat.

Xie Fanjing heard his voice clearly and saw clearly the pretty and soft face of the girl in red not far from the altar.

On the throne.

He said:
Chapter completed!