After gathering the seven deadly sins brothers, summon the younger sister!

A candle flame flickered, and the room was dimly lit.

Pu Ran sat cross-legged on the bed, sleepy-eyed. She looked up at the man standing at the head of the bed, and it was hard to tell what emotion was in his voice.

"what happened?"

His eyebrows were droopy and his eyes were sad.

Like a lop-eared rabbit that had a fight outside but never got it, and then ran home sulking.

"Are you wronged?"

She asked, but he didn't answer.

Her tall and slender figure blocked out too much of the candlelight, and the falling shadow just happened to completely cover Pu Ran.

She just stared into his eyes, and the moment their eyes met, time seemed to have passed in just a breath, and also seemed like a long cycle of spring and summer.

Pu Ran's eyes were filled with smiles, and he reached out and patted the empty seat beside him: "Come and chat?"

Bodhi acted docile and obedient, and actually climbed onto the bed to meditate with her.

They should have served the Buddha together, but something went wrong.

Once something goes wrong, everything will be turned upside down. It is almost impossible to go back to the way it was before.

He hung his head, looking depressed, with his lips pursed into a thin line.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Bodhi suddenly reached out and put her arms around his shoulders, pulling him closer. Bodhi was caught off guard and bumped into her.

The Buddhist beads collided and the golden lotus swayed, making crisp sounds, just like the thoughts surging like waves in the owner's eyes.

He showed surprise, and his clear eyes were filled with the image of the girl.

The jumping flames trembled with a "pop" sound, the candle wick made a crackling sound, and the swaying light and shadow became dim and bright in a short moment, just like Bodhi's current mood.

"Your behavior reminds me of when you were a little tree. You didn't answer anything I asked."

"…At that time, I had just gained spiritual wisdom, and my cultivation was not enough, so I could not communicate with you."

He explained in a hurry to avoid misunderstanding. As soon as he finished speaking, he subconsciously looked at Pu Ran. When he turned his head, his cheek suddenly softened and just happened to touch a slender index finger.

Bodhi paused, looking at the face so close to him, the breath of the two of them was so close that it was just a breath apart.

His heartbeat gradually quickened and became more excited, and the golden lotus decorations on his body also wanted to bloom more brilliantly like the tips of his rosy ears.

Pu Ran poked his cheek, and a clear smile appeared in his eyes.

"Just don't be like before. Now that you can speak, if you have something to say, just tell me."

She withdrew her fingers, sat up straight, and the distance between them slightly increased.

As his Adam's apple rolled, the atmosphere was like ice meeting fire, evaporating and heating up. Bodhi's eyelashes trembled, and he took the initiative to cling to her.

His long platinum hair drew an elegant arc in the air. He fell on the girl's knees, resting his head on her soft thighs, and covered his eyes with his back hands, as if this posture was too intimate and he was ashamed to see her.

The roots of the ears may have turned red.

In front of her, I always feel like a child who never grows up.

Willful, stubborn, and willful.

He dared to overstep his boundaries again and again only because he was sure that she would tolerate everything about him.

Even closeness is true.

Sure enough, Pu Ran didn't say anything about his action, but just pinched his earlobe, which was round and full, like a Buddha.

This guy doesn't know how to live for himself at all. He capriciously transformed himself into the person she liked, and stubbornly gave up his position as a Buddha to come here. He had something on his mind but was too stubborn to tell her anything.

Aren’t we the closest?

Why not say it.

"Don't……"

The tiny whimpering sound seemed to be coming out of the throat of a small animal.

He withdrew his hand, revealing misty eyes, and looked at Puran pleadingly. His voice sounded like a plucked guqin, charming and moving.

“Stop pinching…”

After the transformed body, the ears are extremely sensitive.

Perhaps it was because his voice was too suggestive, the air was like drawn honey, unclear, lingering and charming.

Pu Ran was silent for a rare moment, then withdrew his hand without saying a word.

She still likes the small tree with roots in the ground. Why does she suddenly feel uncomfortable with this human form?

I don't want to chat anymore, I want to leave.

She was about to get out of bed, but Bodhi was so anxious that he quickly stopped her: "You..."

He held her hand: "Pinch me again!"

So pretentious.

Puran: “…”

Bodhi: “…”

Oh no, in the moment of panic, my mouth spoke faster than my brain. How could I say such a shameful request!

In other words, the heart often reacts more authentically than the brain.

"Oh."

She responded woodenly, but this time she changed her technique and stroked her soft platinum hair as if she was petting a big dog.

Bodhi's cheeks were burning. He closed his eyes and chanted the Heart Purification Mantra several times before he could regain his thoughts. But when he opened his mouth, he said in a hoarse voice that embarrassed even himself:

"If one day, you fall in love..."

Can you give me priority?

"hiss--"

Before he could finish, he felt a sharp pain in his scalp.

Tears welled up in his eyes due to the pain, and he saw the man's unhappy expression through his half-closed eyes.

"Don't destroy my Dao heart."

When it comes to this, Pu Ran pulls his hair fiercely and becomes serious: "Let the stone go, or I will beat you up."

Do you think the setbacks I have experienced on my journey to Buddhahood are not hard enough?

Do you want the stone to develop feelings?

I'll crack your brain open first!

Bodhi whimpered quickly, and it was as if the pure white plum blossoms were transformed into the gorgeous color of peach blossoms, and there was a hint of red at the corners of his eyes.

You...you can't enter Buddhism even if you don't have any romantic roots.

The Buddha sent you here to gain experience, but haven't you already been having so much fun that you don't want to leave?

In the past, you knew to recite a few sentences to gain merit. But how long has it been since you last recited them?

You think about delicious food every day, sleep until noon, collect money, punch people, and fight with your brothers...

He only dared to mutter to himself, not daring to offend Pu Ran.

but……

He also likes such lively seniors very much.

Pu Ran closed his eyes and recited solemnly: "I see Guanyin Guanzizai, I see Zhenwu and see my true self."

Don’t look at me like this, Buddha is always in my heart.

If you are sincere in your heart, you will see the Tathagata.

Worldly desires are but floating clouds that block my eyes and cannot disturb the clarity of my heart.

Seeing her like this, the charming atmosphere suddenly disappeared. Bodhi put his index finger on his lips and a happy laugh escaped from his throat.

He propped himself up and raised his hand to tidy up the hair at Pu Ran's temples.

"I know that you really love the Buddha."

"I just wanted to say that."

"Whether you're seeking truth or having fun, I'm behind you, don't chase me away."

Please listen to my heart.

Over the long years, the people around you will be replaced by new ones, but at least I don’t want to be among them.

If the seat next to me is not available, then I don't want to give up the seat behind me to anyone else.

After all, we have always been so close, haven't we?

The realm of human heart is far away, while Bodhi is inherently leisurely.

How could I leave you.