Wen Xinya left the bar and stood at the door. The sparse neon lights around her flickered in the night, and a few people walked slowly by. She couldn't help but feel a heaviness in her heart.
She didn't expect that her meeting with Ning Yuya would be like this.
She could tell at first sight what kind of corrupt and dirty soul was hidden beneath Ning Yuya's charming and exquisite appearance.
This was the thing she was most familiar with in her previous life. It was like this for her and for the people she hung out with.
Immerse yourself in it and you will find it.
Ning Yuya's three years of life abroad did not seem to be so good.
It also seemed that the trajectory of her destiny had completely changed and was heading in the direction of her previous life.
For a moment, she felt mixed emotions.
At the same time, she was terrified in her heart. Ning Yuya's current experience was exactly the same as her own in her previous life.
She didn't know if it was a coincidence or God's will.
If this is God's will, then... how should she, a reborn being outside the rules of this world, deal with such a majestic power
She couldn't help but shudder. Ever since she was reborn, she had hated Xia Ruya and Ning Shuqian so much that she wanted to kill them. With Si Yiyan, it would only take a word for her to get rid of them.
But she didn't dare, and couldn't!
She didn't know why she was reborn. It was such a mysterious thing that it still seemed like a dream when she thought about it. She seemed calm about the unknown and tried hard to control her own destiny. However, she was very clear that from the moment she was reborn, her destiny was no longer completely under her control.
She thought of a rebirth movie from Country M, in which the hero was reborn after suffering a misfortune. He regarded his rebirth as a gift from God and himself as God's favorite. He followed the trajectory of his previous life, lived a reckless life, and eventually met with disaster.
The ringtone of the mobile phone is particularly clear and pleasant in the quiet and dark night.
Wen Xinya shook off the inexplicable thoughts in her mind and answered the phone.
Si Yiyan's elegant voice came from the other end of the phone: "Are you asleep?"
Wen Xinya said softly, "Not yet!"
Si Yiyan listened to the noise on the other end of the phone: "Is there a car noise over there? Are you outside?"
His eyes subconsciously looked towards the wall clock. It was already nine o'clock in the evening. Beijing was a very stylish city. Around nine o'clock, night activities began to slowly subside and the streets became quiet.
Wen Xinya looked towards the road not far away, and indeed saw a car speeding by from time to time: "Well! Ning Yuya asked me to meet her, and I was just about to go back to the college."
Si Yiyan raised her beautiful eyebrows slightly: "Why does she want to see you so late at night?"
Wen Xinya recounted what happened in the bar before.
Si Yiyan's cold face, under the illumination of the crystal lamp, looked dazzling and cold: "Ning Yuya's methods of dealing with you have become so extreme, you must be more cautious in the future."
Wen Xinya nodded and said, "I know. I have never underestimated Ning Yuya. She is a burden brought to the Wen family by Ning Shuqian. She has known how to please Wen Haowen since she was a child so that she can live a better life in the Wen family. In order to please Wen Haowen, she flatters him everywhere and even imitates him unconsciously. She has learned all of Wen Haowen's moodiness and viciousness. However, when it comes to scheming and tactics, she is much smarter than Wen Haowen."
In her previous life, Ning Yuya was one of the murderers who plunged her into the abyss.
Seeing that she was well-mannered, Si Yiyan whispered, "It's already past nine o'clock, and there aren't many people on the street. Where are you? I'll pick you up, shall I?"
Wen Xinya quickly said, "No need, I'm near the college, just one street away."
"Since everything is fine, go back quickly! It's not safe for a girl like you to hang out outside alone at night. The capital has been a bit uneasy lately." Si Yiyan was watching the news reports on TV. There have been several robberies in the capital recently. Most of the victims were wealthy ladies with considerable wealth, and most of the stolen items were valuables such as jewelry and cash.
Wen Xinya felt warm in her heart and said "hmm"!
Just as I was about to hang up the phone, I suddenly heard Si Yiyan whisper, "Wen Xinya, I miss you!"
The smile on Wen Xinya's lips melted, with a sweet tone: "Me too!"
Si Yiyan's voice became a little hoarse: "Wen Xinya, recite the "Avalokitesvara Heart Sutra" for me!"
He hadn't heard this Guanyin Heart Sutra for a long time. Now he was deeply trapped in the quagmire of desire and couldn't extricate himself. The deeper he was trapped, the more he hoped to be saved.
Wen Xinya uttered a low "hmm".
"When Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva was practicing the profound Prajnaparamita... form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form, form is emptiness, emptiness is form. The same is true of feeling, perception, volition and consciousness... These are the empty aspects of all dharmas. They are neither born nor destroyed, neither defiled nor pure, neither increasing nor decreasing. Therefore, in emptiness there is no form, no feeling, perception, volition or consciousness."
The voice is warm and elegant, clear and bright, like a soft singing or the chanting of Sanskrit.
Si Yiyan's eyes were tinged with crimson, and he slowly closed his eyes. Only his slightly heavy breathing revealed his emotions at the moment.
After reciting the Heart Sutra of Guanyin, Wen Xinya felt the silence on the other end of the phone.
"Read it again."
The concise and short voice contained strange emotions, as if there was an undercurrent. Wen Xinya couldn't help but feel dry mouth and tongue, and her hand holding the phone tightened, and even her heart couldn't help but tremble.
Wen Xinya was reciting while holding the phone tightly to her ear, listening to the movement over there. His breathing was long and turbid, and the occasional sound coming out of his throat was thick and long, like the wildness of an animal, hoarse and lewd.
What is Si Yiyan doing
She didn't dare to think about it, but her mind had already imprinted his look when he was aroused.
The fourth time, the fifth time...
Everything that was going on over there finally calmed down.
Wen Xinya heaved a long sigh of relief, her palms sweating from nervousness, and she called out softly, "Si Yiyan..."
"Hmm!" The lazy voice, tinged with a hint of charm and a hazy beauty, was very pleasant to hear.
Wen Xinya felt embarrassed and annoyed for a moment, but she didn't know what to say.
Si Yiyan said: "You think I'm obscene? Huh?"
Even he felt this way. At night, when it was late and quiet, he always missed her especially and wanted to hear her voice. But when he heard her soft voice, it was like a feather tickling his heart, making him feel indescribably itchy. He wanted to suppress the lustful thoughts in his heart and asked her to recite the Heart Sutra, but what he could think of in his mind was her gentle and sobbing voice. The low Sanskrit chanting she gave out sounded like the sound of desire.
Then, things got out of control.
Wen Xinya opened her mouth, but didn't know how to start for a moment.
Si Yiyan's voice was filled with a hint of cruelty: "Wen Xinya, for you... I have never concealed my desires and longings. For you... I want to do everything and dare to do anything."
Wen Xinya was speechless, but a smile slowly appeared on her lips.
Si Yiyan laughed softly and replied gently: "Wen Xinya, you are blaspheming Buddhism. I think I will never be reborn in this life."
Wen Xinya listened to the beeping sound in her ear, and her heart was filled with mixed emotions. She couldn't explain it, but it was full and she couldn't vent it. She took out her phone and sent a message to Si Yiyan: "Good night, I love you!"