If you leave one day
This is a piece of information that Cheng Muyun often tells her. With actions and words, it is all indicating that sooner or later he will leave completely.
Wen Han admitted that he was jealous because he said about the "past", the girlfriend full of black legends, and what to do as a monk for love. It's hard for people not to mind. But this does not mean that she needs to show that she is mindful and uncomfortable in front of an obviously provocative man.
Just like when she was a child, the more she was ridiculed by the people around her for her adopted daughter's identity and Chinese origin, the more she would know to hide her anger, and it would be the stupidest thing for you to show emotional fluctuations.
This is her instinctive way of protecting herself.
She guessed that Fu Ming would think that those surprising words would make him angry and jealous. Then he answered him because of jealousy, that he didn't care about Cheng Muyun's departure at all. So she smiled and continued to watch the wedding without answering anything.
Fu Ming smiled slowly.
In this second, he saw this girl's provocation to him.
Fu Ming's attitude suddenly changed, all sharpness was gone, only politeness.
He politely proposed to send Wen Han back. After all, there are several houses under construction nearby, and many workers live in them, so it is not safe. Wen Han felt that what he said was very reasonable, he had gone too far and could not find his way back, so he did not refuse.
But after walking with him for a long time, I found that what he was going to take him to was not the white two-story building where he lived.
She was arranged to live in a neat and tidy place, with neat lawns in the front and back of the house.
It doesn't look so elegant here.
The house, like the one just built, is also on the second floor, but there is no lawn, but there is a shed for raising peacocks and cows, and a gray brick wall two meters high in the distance.
Is this some corner of the manor
"What did you bring me here for?" Wen Han stood on the pitted yellow earth and refused to go any further. "Come and have a drink with him." Fu Ming pointed to the gray two-story brick building in the dark.
he? Wen Han was stunned.
Did you mean Cheng Muyun? Does he live here tonight
"Didn't Miss Wen Han say you don't know him? I'll give you a chance to get to know him. If you want to know a man, his brother is the shortcut."
She didn't know if Fu Ming had heard the conversation between herself and Cheng Muyun just now, but obviously, Fu Ming brought her here on purpose and forced her to go in.
"I won't go in so late," she looked around. "Are there any servants in the manor? I can ask them to take me back."
"No," Fu Ming, "this is the worst place in the manor. There are no servants, only simple living facilities. If you want someone to take you back, except me, it is Cheng Muyun."
"..." She began to suspect that this was the "revenge" that she had just provoked at that moment, but she didn't think a man in his thirties could be so stingy, "Okay. It doesn't matter, the scenery here is good. , it's not bad to see the peacock."
"Miss Wen Han really doesn't plan to go in?" Fu Ming smiled vaguely, "I'll probably get drunk and won't come out until tomorrow morning. Would you mind waiting all night?"
"Mr. Fu Ming is really good at joking. I wish you a happy reminiscence. Don't worry about me, as long as I can walk back at dawn, you can sleep until tomorrow evening."
Fu Ming smiled: "Then I also wish you a happy time with Peacock."
He turned around, waved his back to Wen Han, and left.
When the only person beside him disappeared, Wen Han finally realized with hindsight that such a humble place was really eerie.
The two-meter-high gray brick wall can't stop any thieves, right
If an unknown person really came... She shouted, would the two drinking men in the room hear it? Thinking of this, Wen Han became more and more annoyed.
The people around Cheng Muyun are really as unreasonable as him, and they are all doing unreasonable things. Just now, she clearly thought that Fu Ming would be kind enough to send herself back to where she lived. After all, he was a friend of Cheng Muyun. But obviously the other party just tricked herself here, making her even more embarrassed—
In the railing, only a peacock walked up and down.
She consciously walked closer to the fence. This is the only animal awake outdoors, right? The cows in the distance were apparently asleep, motionless, next to each other to keep warm.
Wen Han rubbed his arms, the shadow of someone in the corner of his eye.
It was Cheng Muyun.
"Are you looking for me?" He sounded tired.
"No," Wen Han continued to stare at the peacock, "I was tricked by your friend. It's very dark, and I don't know the way back, so I can only wait here for dawn." Step into the night.
He approached.
She avoided, he approached again.
Wen Han was deceived by Fu Ming to come here. He was cold and angry. After being forced by him like this, he was even more depressed. He simply turned around and said, "Do you think it's interesting to do this?"
The moment she raised her head, she saw the new wound on his face and was stunned.
Cheng Muyun narrowed his eyes: "What? Why does his expression look like he saw an injured wild cat?" This was the first time he showed such an impatient expression.
Yes, very impatient.
Because of his attitude, Wen Han was also provoked, turned around and left, no matter if he had to wait until dawn or where he went. But before she could take ten steps, someone behind her grabbed her arm, grabbed her, and threw her into the nearest haystack regardless of her struggles.
She fell suddenly.
"What about the fear in your bones?" His voice was low and provocative. "Like a savage in the forest, what about the pitiful one who waits for me to bring you food?"
"Let go of me!" She was sorely pricked by the tips of countless weeds.
Cheng Muyun twisted her arm back and used every part of her body to press down all her movable joints. In front of him, she was more than powerless to hold a chicken, and he could crush her wrists and even all the bones in her body with just one exertion.
The most hateful thing is that he also covered her mouth and nose.
Wen Han's eyes glowed a deep blue under the night, staring at him. The nose and mouth no longer have the ability to breathe and become more and more hypoxic...
"Humans are really scary animals," his voice suddenly softened, as if his emotions just now were all fake, "if you are dissatisfied a little, you will be full of anger and resentment, and forget what you have truly obtained. Dear, you take anger at At that moment, can I be distracted and think about who painted lotus flowers for you all night in Kathmandu and wiped you off at the camp, who escaped death and did not forget to make you a complete woman? Of course, I am willing, and there should be no complaints."
She narrowed her eyes in pain, her chest began to feel stuffy due to the lack of oxygen, and the haystack under her body was not so important. Fortunately, Cheng Muyun released the hand holding her nose and mouth in time.
She was breathing desperately, desperate for oxygen.
"Or, I overestimated you. You have a calm self-protection ability, and you can judge whether you should trust me every time you are in danger. But at the same time, you also retain a woman's irrational emotions?"
He stopped talking.
look at her.
In this silent night, all she heard was her own breathing, which slowly subsided.
If he didn't feel that he was special to him, how could he unscrupulously believe in a person who kidnapped him? It is only when he is convinced that he likes him that he will have expectations and will feel that he will not hurt himself at any time.
Cooperate with him and live in this strange place.
Trust him, he is expected to be safe in three months.
He even began to integrate into his living environment, forgetting the injuries and escapes he had experienced, and treating it as a "travel". How absurd.
"You can't tell me what you're doing now or what you're going to do in the future," she finally said, her voice soft and low, "what about your past? What happened, I want to know."
"In the past?" Cheng Muyun noticed that she was no longer struggling, and turned her body to one side to give her room to move. He seemed surprised that she asked this question, "What do you want to know?"
This man has so many sides that she doesn't even know where to start. Want to know what
"Why did you go home?"
"Why," he looked at her profile, her eyes were hesitant and probing in the moonlight, her eyelashes trembled slightly, his fingers slipped from her eyelashes, all the way to her collarbone.
Is it an illusion
She felt like he had changed.
It made her feel that it was very difficult to ask this question.
It was a long past.
Countless scriptures, morning bells and evening drums, green lights and ancient Buddhas.
The first time Wen Han met him was in the Tibetan area, but he did not believe in any Tibetan Buddhism, and was just preparing there to enter Nepal. For the past ten years, he has been in a secluded place, not lively, and the old monk who shaved him was very old, but he refused to be his master, and gave him a Dharma title and made him his junior brother. I am really afraid that when I go back, only the relics that are enshrined and collected are left.
When he first got there, his Chinese was not good either, and with the old monk, you taught me Chinese and I taught you Russian, and it wasn't boring.
When he left half a year ago, the old monk told him that if he couldn't let go of the hatred in his heart, he would only create more karma and get caught up in it.
The vajra eyes are angry, so he subdues the four demons; the bodhisattva lowers his eyebrows, so he is compassionate to the six realms.
In this world, if there are Bodhisattvas with low eyebrows, there will definitely be Vajra with angry eyes.
This is his answer to the old monk.
…
"Let the undead go to the Pure Land." After a long silence, he gave the answer.
"For whom?"
This was the first time in ten years that someone dared to ask him this question in person. Even if the four people in this manor now, the old people in the past who are waiting for this punishment, or the newcomers who vaguely know what happened ten years ago, how could anyone dare to ask
"For a lot of people."
Not for a woman.
This was the result she wanted to ask, but the answer he gave made people feel worse. She didn't know if this was the feeling of falling in love with someone. One moment ago, she hated it too much, and then she just imagined that so many people around him had passed away, so many important people who were worthy of his renunciation. Sad for him.
"Why didn't you ask?" Cheng Muyun suddenly asked back.
Wen Han thought about it and said softly, "I got the answer I wanted."
He wondered, what was the answer she wanted? Those in the past had absolutely nothing to do with her. However, maintaining curiosity, not breaking, and not asking questions are his consistent principles: "I thought you would be more curious, why I would return to the vulgar."
"Why?" she asked immediately.
"In order to hang out with you, in order to try what kind of karma is breaking the lunatic quit." Cheng Muyun laughed, pressing his forehead on her forehead, there was the warmth of life, it was very beautiful.
He didn't know how many times he had pressed his forehead against his cold body, far exceeding the number on the document Meng Liangchuan had obtained.