The rain in March comes suddenly. After a few thunders and lightning, the raindrops begin to fall down.
Xiaoqing stretched her hand out into the cabin and caught the rain in her palm. The cool feeling of the rain spread from her palm to her heart.
"I wonder who is responsible for the rain today." Looking at the rain, Xiaoqing suddenly thought of Yufeng. It turned out that the boy had been gone for many days and there has been no news of him until now. I don't know why the boy went back to Dragon Palace.
Fine rain threads linger in the air, adding a touch of poetic beauty to the West Lake in the rain. The green willows and catkins on the shore sway in the wind, making the scenery beautiful and a little unreal.
Bai Suzhen quietly looked at the West Lake in the rain. The quiet lake surface was rippling with tiny ripples when raindrops fell. Occasionally, she could see a few fish poking their heads out of the water. When she saw a small carp poking its head out of the water, looking left and right, then shaking its head and diving back into the water, Bai Suzhen couldn't help but smile softly. She thought the fish was really cute.
Xiaoqing heard the laughter and looked back at Bai Suzhen, and was stunned by the gentle smile in her eyes and eyebrows. A demon, if you are as beautiful as Bai Suzhen, you can't be considered a demon. Simple and elegant, noble, dignified and gentle, how can such a woman be equated with a demon. Feeling Xiaoqing's gaze, Bai Suzhen retracted her gaze, opened her red lips slightly, and said with a smile: "Qing'er, is there something strange on my face?"
Xiao Qing was stunned for a moment, then shook her head and said, "No."
Bai Suzhen raised her eyebrows and said "Oh", jokingly: "It turns out there is nothing. I thought I had a flower on my face, but Qing'er was staring at you so intently."
Xiao Qing blushed and pouted, "What? Don't you want people to see my face? I just let you kiss me, and now you mind this?"
It would have been fine if Xiaoqing didn't mention what happened just now. But when she did, Bai Suzhen was stunned, her face blushed, and she felt a little embarrassed.
"Qing'er, just now..."
"It was an accident just now. The boat is unstable." Xiaoqing interrupted Bai Suzhen and laughed, "I was just teasing you. You look so nervous. You really can't be teased." She glanced at Bai Suzhen, stood up, walked out of the cabin, and stood on the bow. Xiaoqing, with her back to Bai Suzhen, slowly faded the smile on her face, her fingers brushed across her lips, and her brows were tangled. She actually felt something during the kiss just now. Who can tell her what this means
The fine raindrops hit her face, wet and cool, but Xiaoqing was completely unaware.
"Qing'er, why did you come out in the rain?" Bai Suzhen followed out after hearing a gentle word of scolding.
Xiaoqing raised her head slightly and looked at the sky above her head which was blocked by the paper umbrella that was approaching.
"Qing'er, look at you, you're all wet." Bai Suzhen took out a handkerchief from her bosom and stretched out her hand to wipe the rain off Xiaoqing's face, but she stopped halfway because she didn't know what she thought of.
"No need to trouble you, sister. I can do it myself." Xiaoqing smiled gently, hiding the disappointment in her eyes. She put her slender hand on Bai Suzhen's hand holding the brocade handkerchief. Feeling Bai Suzhen's hand tremble slightly, Xiaoqing held her hand tightly as if mischievously.
"Qing'er." Bai Suzhen's body froze, and she looked at Xiaoqing at a loss. She suddenly felt that she seemed a little abnormal today, and she was inexplicably nervous when facing Xiaoqing.
Xiaoqing took Bai Suzhen's hand and wiped the rain off her face with the handkerchief in her hand. She stared at Bai Suzhen and said with a smile, "Sister, why don't you give me this handkerchief?" After that, she took the handkerchief from Bai Suzhen's hand without waiting for her reply and put it carefully in her arms.
"Boatman, dock."
March 3rd.
Guanyin said that on the third day of the third lunar month, during the Qingming Festival, Bai Suzhen would be able to find her lifesaver. Bai Suzhen believed Guanyin's words, but today was already the third day of the third lunar month, and after searching for most of the day, she and Xiaoqing still could not find the little shepherd boy. Xiaoqing was already impatient and could not help questioning Guanyin's words: "Sister, did Guanyin make a mistake? What's the meaning of fate meeting thousands of miles apart? You must go to the top of the West Lake to find it. I think even if you search until tomorrow, you may not be able to find your lifesaver."
Bai Suzhen shook her head and said, "Qing'er, how could Bodhisattva Guanyin make a mistake? Let's look for it again."
Xiao Qing raised her head and said disapprovingly, "Everything has its own chances of happening. Guanyin Bodhisattva cannot guarantee that it is 100% correct. Maybe your savior was really mistaken by Guanyin Bodhisattva."
Bai Suzhen rolled her eyes at Xiaoqing and said angrily, "Qing'er, are you tired? Let's take a rest first. There is a pavilion over there, let's go over and sit for a while."
Xiaoqing had no choice but to follow in.
"Look for someone higher up, look for someone higher up..." Xiao Qing muttered to herself as she looked around. After a long while, she didn't see anyone tall enough and was getting discouraged. Suddenly, she saw a person standing on a broken bridge not far away, carrying a paper umbrella on his back.
"Sister, look at that." Xiaoqing pulled Bai Suzhen's sleeve and shouted.
"What's wrong, Qing'er?" Bai Suzhen looked in the direction of Xiaoqing's finger.
"Sister, did you see the man on the bridge? Quickly calculate whether he is your savior."
Bai Suzhen retracted her gaze and looked at Xiaoqing, wondering, "Qing'er, why do you want to count him?"
Xiao Qing shrugged and said, "Shouldn't we look for it in a high place? We are in the pavilion and he is standing on the bridge, so he is taller than us, so there is no harm in calculating."
Bai Suzhen shook her head and laughed, "Does this count?"
"Why not? Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara only said to look for him in a high place, and I don't know if the word high refers to the height of your benefactor or his standing height. Well, sister, you can calculate it and see if he is your savior. If he is, it's even better. Ask him what his wish is and help him fulfill it, so that you can put this worry to rest sooner."
Bai Suzhen couldn't persuade Xiaoqing, so she nodded and compromised, "Okay, I'll do the math."
Bai Suzhen glanced at the man on the bridge, closed her eyes, chanted a mantra, and calculated the man's past life.
After a while, Bai Suzhen opened her eyes. Xiaoqing saw that she had finished her calculation and asked impatiently, "Sister, how is it?"
Bai Suzhen nodded and said with some joy: "Qing'er, it is really him. The man on the bridge is the little shepherd boy who was mine 1,700 years ago."
"That's great, sister. Let's go find him."