A continuous spring rain lasted for five or six days, with the remaining chill of early spring, which made people add an extra coat, but it still felt a little cold.

After breakfast early in the morning, Qin Guanglin drove steadily to the school gate, watched her say goodbye to herself with an umbrella, then turned around and walked into the school gradually, until she turned around and disappeared on the campus, then restarted the car and drove towards the company.

"It's early."

"morning."

"Have Teacher Xiao He eaten it? Do you want to come some?"

"No, thank you."

I smiled and said hello to other teachers. Why not sit in my own office and organize my work today?

After staying in a familiar environment for a long time, the dark memories of the past have become illusory, as if they were just a dream.

It seems good now.

Her mentality was unconsciously affected. She was not as resistant to Qin Guanglin's work as before, but she still had a hint of worry in her heart.

Only by going through these few years and through everything she has experienced can we truly get rid of the shadow that is shrouded in our hearts and be truly free.

Psychological diseases are the most difficult to treat.

It can only be healed slowly by time.

"Teacher Xiao Hu, please refer to your lesson plan."

"Oh, I forgot yesterday..." Teacher Hu looked at him with a hurry.

"Give it, don't copy it in front of you."

"What kind of copying is called reference, reference."

Why don't you shake your head helplessly, turn your head and look out the window. There are delicate tender yellow leaves hanging on the trees. The drizzle is silent. Students in groups of three or three walked past the road with umbrellas.

The ballpoint pen on her fingertips turned lightly twice, and a smile appeared on her face, and she lowered her head to continue to correct the homework on the table.

Time is quiet and I am thinking of you.

...

There is a Datong Temple outside Luocheng.

It has stood here since the Ming Dynasty. It has experienced war and artillery fire in hundreds of years and has been repaired countless times. It is still in full swing.

It was raining and there were not many people coming to burn incense. Sun Yat-sen sat on the threshold outside the Main Hall, not thinking it was dirty. He stole the cigarette with his legs and waited for Xu Wei to come out.

He didn't believe this, he didn't believe it at all.

If the gods and Buddhas really have spirits inside, they must be financially obsessed, just like him - can they be called Buddhas?

After all, it is for the word "profit", and no one is more noble than anyone else.

The cigarette burned slowly, and the rising smoke made him squint his eyes and looked around. He reached out to hold the cigarette mouth and took a big sip, then threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it. He stood up to see why Xu Wei didn't come out yet.

The grand and grand hall is shining with golden light, the temple is vast, the statues are solemn, there are few tourists, and there is a sense of solemnity in the quiet hall.

Several monks knocking on wooden fish sat at the corner. In front of the Buddha, only Xu Wei, dressed in red, knelt down there, folded her hands together, and the Buddha statue standing tall above stood safely, looking down at all living beings.

That fairy-like woman, her quiet back is now paired with the ancient temple, and she actually has a subtle sense of harmony.

Sun Wen took the step back and did not enter the hall. He swayed outside with his pockets in his hands.

He originally went to say goodbye to Xu Wei, but Luocheng had no reason to leave any more. Whether it was a person or a matter, it had nothing to do with him. He passed by the city like a traveler and went home.

I met Xu Wei for a while, and before leaving, I always said a few words and had a few more drinks. Before I could speak, he was recruited by Xu Wei into the car and pulled all the way here.

Rich people have many strange problems.

"Why did the donor wander in front of the door and not enter the palace to look at it?"

Sun Wen was thinking about his thoughts, but he was suddenly startled by the monk who appeared beside him and frowned and said, "Donor? Are you calling me?"

“That’s right.”

"What's the matter?"

"..." The fat monk was speechless and kept his one-handed salute and looked up slightly, "I wonder why the donor passed by the palace gate and did not enter?"

"I'm too lazy to get in... Can you please stop talking about Zou Zou? Now it's a master in the 21st century."

Sun Wen felt annoyed when he saw his palms standing with one hand on his hands. What kind of fat and big ears are used to pretend to be big garlic?

“…”

The fat monk twitched his lips and kept smiling and nodded slightly at him.

"What's wrong if you don't go in?" Sun Wen turned around and looked at the Main Hall behind him and said sarcastically: "Is there any other saying? Is it disrespectful to the Buddha? I have to go in and kneel down?"

"No, no... I just saw the donor... I saw that you had different faces. I should have been quite unhappy recently, so I came here to tell me."

"ha?"

Sun Wen smiled angry, "I don't know if I'm going well or not? I want you to come over and tell me again?"

The fat monk turned his head and left, and this guy couldn't communicate.

"Hey... don't you tell me how to crack it?" Sun Wen shouted from behind.

"Of course there is a way." The fat monk smiled again, held his palm on his chest, and looked at Sun Wen's face for a moment. "The donor frowned, and the black air was faintly scattered in the seal hall. Although it was not strong, it was a gathering momentum. The work may be very unhappy in the next few months..."

"You just say how to break it, burn the incense stick?"

Sun Wen was too lazy to expose him. He had no job now and was not going to be able to do it. If he had said that he might have been fooled for a while in the first two months.

"It is inevitable to burn incense to the Buddha, but judging from the donor's affairs, you need to invite a lotus lantern to offer it to the Buddha. We recite scriptures day and night to pray for the donor. The Buddha will bless you and the disaster will dissipate."

"I'll buy a lamp, and then Buddha will bless me?"

"Not to buy it, please."

"Please ask for money?"

"Please be free of charge, but the material cost you have to bear it yourself."

"Hey." Sun Wen laughed, "Do you calculate that I have no money in my pocket?"

“…”

"What are you saying?" Xu Wei came out of the hall gate and saw two people, one tall and one fat, standing there and talking.

"Nothing." Sun Wen was too lazy to take care of the charlatan again, and walked over with long legs.

The fat monk followed by the side and said, "Don't joke, don't lie in front of the Buddha..."

I just saw these two people driving Maserati down in the square in front of the temple. They had no money in their pockets and didn't believe it.

"He said I'm going to have a disaster next, and then I'll...

"It's broken." Xu Wei took out a small stack of red tickets from her bag, but she didn't count them. She only looked about a thousand and handed them to the fat monk next to her.

“…”

“…”

Until he got into the car, Sun Wen was still angry at the fat monk's smile.

"You are really rich."

"Did you know?" Xu Wei smiled.

"It's better to give it to me if you have that money and let him get rid of the disaster. Otherwise, I'll shave my head and recite scriptures with you every day?"

"You can read?"

Sun Wen stopped talking.

The car slowly drove forward. He turned his head and looked at the temple gate behind him, sighing, "I don't know why you rich people like to throw money in such places."

"Or why do you think I'm so rich?" Xu Wei asked back.

"Worship the Buddha?" Sun Wen looked disdainful, "If you can worship the Buddha, I will kowtow to it for twenty hours a day."

Xu Wei didn't say anything anymore, and drove back to Luocheng District with a smile, and parked directly downstairs of her house.

The black marble floor looks quite heavy, the bright and mirror-like tiles can reflect the figure, the luxurious crystal droop chandelier, and the exquisite mahogany desk...

Sun Wen's eyes swept through the room one by one, and finally landed on Xu Wei who was already lying on the bed, and said, "I... am here to say goodbye to you today."

People are really incomparable. Some people live in tall buildings, some are in deep ditches, some are shining, and some are covered in rust. This is fate.

"Farewell?"

Xu Wei narrowed her eyes and stared at him for a moment, "I haven't contacted me for so long, now I'm saying goodbye?"

"Well, I'm leaving Luocheng."

“Where to go?”

"go home."

“…I’m not back?”

"I can't come back." Sun Wen shook his head calmly.

After nearly a month of thinking about staying at home, he has accepted the reality that he has to go back after all.

Big cities are not that easy to stay, and even if you waste half your life, you can't change anything.

People are gone, money is gone, and work is gone. For him, there is no difference between staying or not.

Walking two steps forward, he glanced at a corner of the plastic packaging at the head of the bed from the corner of his eyes, and subconsciously looked at the trash can next to him. The two remaining rubber products inside made him feel a little nauseous.

My friend is just an illusion, and the two of them have always been just fellow Taoists.

When Xu Wei saw Sun Wen's expression, she looked at him and couldn't help laughing, "All of them are cowards who are strong outside and do the middle. I have missed you for a long time. I'll say goodbye for a while and come here first."

“…”

But Sun lost interest, and after a moment of silence, he turned around and said, "I'm leaving."
Chapter completed!