You have Bai Yueguang, why are you in such a hurry when I choose a male model?

In the dream, Fu Nanfeng was standing in front of her wearing his grey deep V-neck pajamas, with puppy-like eyes.

He reached out and took his hand, then gently placed it on his abdomen.

Although there was a layer of clothes between them, Song Buci could still feel the other person's hot temperature and hard abdominal muscles.

No--

In the dream, Song Buci touched her while shouting and refusing.

After touching it, the corners of my mouth slightly raised, hehe...

"Ding Ding Ding-"

The doorbell rang and the dream was shattered. Song Buci opened his eyes in a daze, touched his cell phone and took a look, and found that it was nine o'clock.

Shit—it’s nine o’clock!

She didn't do anything!

Fu Nanfeng was already dressed outside the door. He rang the doorbell of Song Buci's house and waited there.

Wait until there is no movement and continue pressing.

Song Buci hurriedly got out of bed and rushed to open the door. As soon as he opened the door, Fu Nanfeng saw her messy hair and loose pajamas.

"You're here." Song Buci opened the door and let him in, then said, "Please sit down first. I'll be fine soon."

After saying that, he immediately went into the bedroom.

Fu Nanfeng sat on the sofa in the living room, and then he couldn't help looking around.

The style of the living room is very simple and there is nothing placed on it.

Everything is kept simple.

It doesn't quite fit Song Buci's style. She likes the warm-toned and retro style.

In the bedroom, Song Buci was busy and frantic. He opened the wardrobe and searched for a long time before finally finding a set of casual clothes suitable for hiking.

After changing, I quickly washed up and applied some moisturizer on my face.

After doing all this, Song Buci breathed a sigh of relief. After leaving the bedroom, he said, "Okay, let's go."

The messy hairstyle is gone, and the curly and messy hair has been neatly groomed by Song Buci.

There is absolutely no trace of what it looked like before.

"Row."

They changed into flat shoes, picked up their bags and went out.

Fu Nanfeng was driving today, and the trunk was full of things he had prepared.

On the way to the temple, Song Buci asked casually out of boredom, and Fu Nanfeng told her everything he had prepared.

Song Buci was surprised when he heard that there was a tent.

"Why did you prepare a tent?" Song Buci asked.

You don't plan to stay overnight there, so what's the point of taking the tent there?

Song Buci could understand the food, drinks, pots, and so on. After climbing the mountain and visiting the temple, they would have a picnic in the remaining time.

"The internet says that tents are essential for picnics," Fu Nanfeng replied.

Song Buci thought about it and realized that some people would indeed bring tents when they went out for a picnic. She was not ignorant.

Arriving at the foot of Qingshan Temple, Song Buci parked the car and looked at the things in the trunk. He asked, "What should we do with these things?"

"Carry it up?"

"Put it here." Fu Nanfeng replied, and he really couldn't take it up.

Pots, bowls, ingredients and the like become a burden. Climbing is already a physically demanding activity, and it would be even more tiring if you carry these things with you.

The two of them took water and food and set off lightly.

Qingshan Temple is on the top of the mountain. I heard that this temple is very effective, but I don’t know if it’s true.

Many people have said so online, so Song Buci also decided to give it a try.

But climbing the mountain is very tiring, and Song Buci is not sure if he can make it.

But since I'm here now, I can only climb up.

Fu Nanfeng was carrying a schoolbag and holding Song Buci's small bag on his shoulder. He followed behind Song Buci and watched her slowly walk up.

"Is this mountain so high?" Song Buci climbed for more than an hour and felt that he could not lift his legs anymore, but he still did not see the top.

While the two were resting, Song Buci couldn't help but ask.

Fu Nanfeng knew something about it and knew how high the altitude of this green mountain was.

The altitude of 1769 is indeed quite high.

"The altitude is 1769 meters. It will take two or three hours to climb. We are almost halfway up the mountain." Fu Nanfeng comforted.

In other words, they have not yet reached the halfway point of the mountain. When Song Buci heard the news, he felt like the sky was falling.

How much longer will it take?

She unscrewed the bottle cap and hammered her thighs with both hands, trying to relieve her tired legs in this way.

After seeing this, Fu Nanfeng also unscrewed the bottle cap and said, "I'll help you."

After that, it was very natural to get started.

Song Buci looked at him and didn't say anything, letting him pinch her.

At this time, a couple passed by. When the girl saw Fu Nanfeng's action, she raised her hand and patted her boyfriend and said, "Look at other people's boyfriends, they even know how to massage their girlfriends' feet."

"You're the only one who doesn't know anything."

Song Buci's attention was all focused on the three words "boyfriend". Fu Nanfeng was not her boyfriend!

But the way he massaged her feet was indeed very intimate.

After Song Buci noticed it, he immediately said, "Let's continue climbing."

"Okay." Fu Nanfeng responded, then stood up and handed her the crutch beside him. The two of them continued on their journey side by side.

After that, even when Song Buci was resting due to tiredness and pain, he never let Fu Nanfeng touch his legs.

After seeing Qingshan Temple, Song Buci felt that she had succeeded, she really climbed up.

"I climbed up!" Song Buci excitedly hugged Fu Nanfeng and shared his joy with him.

Fu Nanfeng let her hold him, a smile on his face, and it was obvious that he was very happy too.

Before entering the temple, Song Buci bought a large bunch of incense, lit it, and then used the incense to worship the gods one by one.

After paying homage, Song Buci came to the place where the eternal lamp was lit. There was a monk sitting on a cushion and chanting scriptures. After chanting, he touched the wooden fish in front of him.

Song Buci stood by and didn't dare to go forward to disturb the other person. He only dared to come forward after the other person finished reading.

Fu Nanfeng was sent away by her, so she was alone.

"Hello, I want to light a long-burning lamp." Song Buci began to express his request.

The monk looked up at her and said calmly, "Donor, there is no need to light this ever-burning lamp."

"The bond between you and her is inseparable."

When Song Buci heard what the host said, he was stunned. He knew!

"You know?" Song Buci's voice trembled when he asked this question.

"You are in me, and I am in you," the host said. "You don't need to light the eternal lamp, but you can pray for each other."

"Okay, then let's pray." Song Buci agreed immediately.

After doing all this, Song Buci went to find Fu Nanfeng, still thinking about what the host had just said.

"I am in you and you are in me."

What exactly does that mean?

Could it be that the original owner is not dead?

There shouldn't be, otherwise why can't the eternal lamp be lit?

Thinking of this, Song Buci suddenly felt comforted.

The original owner didn’t die, so where did she go?

I hope she can meet a boyfriend who truly loves her.