Yunshenghua

The urn of Ci Niang's death was taken away by relatives who came from her home. A few days later, Bo Yunsheng wondered if it was time to go to the temple to see Bo Xianyi. After all, Ci Niang's death hit Bo Xianyi very hard .When Bo Yunsheng thought of Bo Xianyi leaning against the white cloth and her corpse, crying loudly, as if he had returned to that helpless childhood, Bo Yunsheng had no reason not to worry.

"It's been so long about Ci Niang, I think it's okay," Lin Yingyi watched him hesitate for several days, "Look at you, what's going on now?" She reached out and patted his head, "A look of frustration."

"You don't know." Of course Bo Yunsheng knew how haggard he looked now, "To Xianyi, Ci Niang is like a mother." Thinking about what else I can do for him, "It's very important."

"You are also very important to him." In Lin Yingyi's eyes, he is just like a little daughter-in-law. "Advise him, don't be sad, and cherish the present." Marrying someone you like is considered happiness Two people, one merit, "especially the living."

"When you talk, there is always something in your words," Boyunsheng smiled wryly, and he played cards unreasonably, "It scares me a little."

Lin Yingyi pursed her lips, not knowing what to say. He is a well-behaved person, lives an ordinary life, does things in an orderly manner, treats people politely, and thinks mediocrely. , when do you want to put it?"

"It's empty inside," Bo Yunsheng can only look at things and think about others now, "When Ci Niang was seriously ill, I used it as a decoction to relieve bitterness." This scene has become a thing of the past, "The sweetness is gone , people are gone.”

"Don't be like this," Lin Yingyi couldn't understand his sad expression the most.

"Stop talking, I'll go to the temple to see Xianyi," Bo Yunsheng thought about it, but still couldn't hold back.

"Now?" Lin Yingyi supported him to see that man, but the encouragement also depends on the situation, "It's getting dark."

Bo Yunsheng didn't mind spending the night in the temple, "I plan to come back the next day," he suddenly thought of something, and he had nothing to prepare, so he left the shop in a hurry.

"Wow wow..." Lin Yingyi followed him out of the shop, looked at his thin back, and suddenly some shy images appeared in her mind, "I have to congratulate him."

"Congratulations?" Bo Yunsheng couldn't figure out why he spoke so strangely that he couldn't understand.

"It's nothing." Lin Yingyi didn't intend to go up the mountain with him, and stopped at the foot of the mountain, "I said to myself," waving goodbye, "Be careful on the road." This plot seems to be progressing, but it makes those who care about it smile knowingly.

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In the empty temple lobby, Bo Xianyi sat cross-legged in front of the clay sculpture Buddha, with his eyes closed, rhythmically holding the Buddhist beads with one hand and knocking on the wooden fish with the other.

The abbot Yunkong came here specially with a red lantern in hand, when he heard the sound of the wooden fish coming from the room, "Are you still knocking on the wooden fish?" When he entered the room, he saw that it was indeed the child, "It's getting late."

"Master," Bo Xianyi looked at the person, "I don't know what's wrong with me." As restless as he was at that time, "I'm restless."

"It seems that you have not paid attention to rest in the past few days, so you are so restless." Yun Kong bent down, took the Buddhist beads in his hand, and cleaned up the wooden fish, "Go and rest."

"No," Bo Xianyi frowned, "I'm so flustered," he stood up, "I have to go down the mountain to have a look."

Seeing his flustered little eyes, Yun Kong nodded, "Amitabha." Handing him the red lantern.

"Thank you, master," Bo Xianyi bowed, picked up the lantern, and left in a hurry.

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No matter how fast Bo Xianyi's footsteps are, they can't catch up with the nightfall. The sound of pattering footsteps, the downhill road can no longer tell whether it is gravel or sand. Ming.The shortness of breath, the itching of the grass branches rubbing against the roadside on the thighs.

Bo Xianyi, who was in a hurry, besides being restless, was also sweating profusely from his own panic, with rapid breathing, beeping heartbeat, and moonlight lighting up the night. Not far away, there was a figure that looked like a human The man in blue lay horizontally in the middle of the road.

Bo Xianyi didn't see who it was, and he started to shout, "Brother!" He rushed towards the opponent with two steps and one step at a time, "Brother," on the one hand, he didn't want it to be him, but on the other hand, he hoped it was him, and it was just caused by a fall "Brother," I accidentally fell to the ground, hurriedly got up, came to the side of the fallen person, rolled over his body, raised the lantern to look, and lost the lantern in fright, " elder brother!"

Bo Yunsheng could hear him saying, "Xianyi..."

His voice was so painful, Bo Xianyi held him in his arms, only to find that the front of his clothes was covered with blood, and his hands were pressing his abdomen tightly, "Don't talk, I'll take you home," Not caring about other things, he stomped the red lantern out, picked him up, and ran to Bo's mansion.

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