Chapter 651 She Will Appear in My Wish

Xia Yunsheng was reluctant to leave Lu Juefeng's arms, but had to leave.

The monk brought a medicine box, and Lu Juefeng silently disinfected Xia Yunsheng's finger and bandaged it.

"No need, it's just a small wound."

Xia Yunsheng lowered his head, his voice was weak, and he looked annoyed.

"It needs to be disinfected. The wooden door is too old and there are a lot of bacteria on it."

"I'm so stupid. I was sitting by the mountain gate, trying to recall the good times, but I made such a scene. Now, this ugly thing will be in my memory in the future."

She shook her finger, her face was pale, and there was a hint of grievance in her voice.

Lu Juefeng looked at her in surprise. Xia Yunsheng was very strong and rarely showed weakness to others. He couldn't help but think of what she said...

"Yunsheng, have you been living like this abroad in the past few years?"

Xia Yunsheng's breathing tightened, staring at the wound on his hand, and sneered in his heart.

This time, the self-torture trick worked.

She lowered her eyes to restrain her emotions, and smiled shyly, "I was desperate when I was abroad, fearing that my illness would not be cured, but when I was in pain, I would think of you.

I prayed to Buddha, Jesus, and all the gods to let me live healthily and return to you.

Now I have achieved my wish. I can faint with peace of mind by your side. Because I know Juefeng will take good care of me."

Xia Yunsheng smiled, a little heartless, like a girl who is ignorant of the world.

Lu Juefeng's eyes darkened. It was really torturous to recuperate abroad without knowing whether he could recover.

Bai Zhi gave birth to Xiao Ke and Xiao Ai alone abroad. At that time, she had no name and no money. How did she live?

Lu Juefeng suddenly realized that she had never mentioned that period of time.

That woman, unless she had to, would always show her sharp teeth and claws in front of him.

Xia Yunsheng saw that Lu Juefeng was a little distracted, and the smile on her face froze.

What was he thinking about, so serious?

Xia Yunsheng was secretly annoyed, but did not dare to get angry.

She stood up from the chair, "I'm fine. We finally got back to the old place. Let's go for a walk."

Lu Juefeng also stood up with her.

The two left the lounge and passed by the vegetarian dining hall. A fragrance wafted out of it.

"It smells like potatoes."

Xia Yunsheng looked at Lu Juefeng.

"Yeah."

"Juefeng, wait for me."

As she said that, Xia Yunsheng turned and entered the dining hall.

Two minutes later, she ran out with two gray "lumps of earth" in her hands.

"Here's one for you."

Xia Yunsheng handed the lumps of earth in her hand to Lu Juefeng as if offering a treasure.

Lu Juefeng frowned slightly, not interested in this thing, "It's not time for vegetarian food now."

"I know, but the chef who cooks inside felt sorry for me, so he gave me two coarse grain dumplings."

Xia Yunsheng said, and raised her hand. There seemed to be a smell of disinfectant on it.

She took a bite of the gray coarse grain dumpling, and after tasting it for a long time, she asked uncertainly: "When I gave it to you, this thing tasted like this. After so many years, it still hasn't changed."

Lu Juefeng looked at the gray coarse grain dumpling in his hand, and what came to his mind was the meals that Bai Zhi had made.

She also made coarse grain rice balls, but they were all golden and looked very appetizing.

Xia Yunsheng smiled. After coming to the temple, she looked like a teenage girl.

Only when Lu Juefeng couldn't see her did the smile on her face fade.

She thought that when she returned here, Lu Juefeng would think of those memories and treat her better.

The reality was the opposite.

His memories were still there, but his eyes were erratic, and his heart didn't know where it flew.

What was he thinking about?

Xia Yunsheng asked apologetically, "Juefeng, are you tired?"

Lu Juefeng didn't respond, but continued to walk forward.

He was tall and slender, with steady steps, wearing a black long-sleeved shirt, made of cotton and silk, with a more elegant look.

The heavy black color gave him a coldness that kept people away from him.

The vermilion walls of the temple were mottled, as if the emperor who had just expanded his territory was measuring his own land under the vermilion walls.

Xia Yunsheng looked at Lu Juefeng's back almost obsessively. She took out her mobile phone from her bag and couldn't help pressing the shutter.

Freeze this back on the screen.

After thinking about it, she opened the circle of friends on her mobile phone, uploaded, and sent...

There were few pilgrims and monks in the temple. Xia Yunsheng followed Lu Juefeng closely, and the two walked aimlessly.

They didn't meet anyone on the road.

Unconsciously, they walked under an old elm tree. A rough look showed that the tree should have a history of several decades.

Several root veins of coiled dragons were faintly revealed on the ground.

Lu Juefeng stopped, and Xia Yunsheng stopped immediately.

He looked at the old elm tree, and she also looked at the tree.

The branches and leaves were dense, covering the sky, and bright red strips and large and small lucky bags were hung on the high and low branches.

Some were new, and some had been there for some time, and the red faded and turned pink.

Xia Yunsheng quietly stepped back and grabbed a young monk who came out of the Buddhist hall next to her, but she didn't expect it was someone she knew.

"Amitabha, Master Huiyuan, please help me get two lucky bags, my friend and I need them urgently."

Huiyuan glanced at Lu Juefeng, "Amitabha, Master Xia, give them to me."

Soon, Huiyuan held the blessing bag in both hands and handed it to Xia Yunsheng, "Donor, this elm tree is the marriage tree of our Longyin Temple. Many people believe that writing in the blessing bag is to make a wish to the tree god."

"Namo Amitabha, thank you."

Xia Yunsheng took the blessing bag back to Lu Juefeng, and took out a red lady's pen from the bag and handed it to him.

"Juefeng, let's write a blessing bag too."

Lu Juefeng did not take the pen, "You write it."

Xia Yunsheng's smile did not change, and he continued to persuade: "Just now the little master said that if you write a wish in the blessing bag, and then throw it on the tree and make a wish to the tree god, the wish will come true. You can wish for the health of your family, or wish for marriage. Anyway, since you are here, write one."

Xia Yunsheng tried his best to live, so Lu Juefeng had to take the blessing bag and pen.

The smile on Xia Yunsheng's face grew, "Okay, you write yours, I won't read it."

Lu Juefeng stood there, holding the pen on the note for a while, and a few lines of words fell on the paper.

Although Xia Yunsheng avoided Lu Juefeng a few steps away, her eyes were always on Lu Juefeng.

What wish would he write? Would she be in his wish?

After Lu Juefeng finished writing, he put the note into the lucky bag and threw it lightly. The lucky bag hung high on the tree branch.

"You threw it really high, Juefeng, I'll trouble you to take mine too."

Xia Yunsheng came over and handed over her lucky bag.