Chapter 457 Get Mixed up 【Subscription】

"It should be a woman..." Fangzheng muttered.

At this moment, a burst of music sounded in my ear.

"The clock on the windowsill is ticking

It's raining outside the window

i stare

dusty guitar

It's just that the string of love is loose

i am in a vase

weeping lilies

..."

"Master, what song is this? It's very nice...but it's a bit sad." Hong Haier asked curiously.

Fangzheng looked up, and saw a pot of lilies placed on the balcony on the third floor. The window was opened, and the white window screen danced gently with the wind. A wind chime was hung on the window, dancing with the wind, sending out The tinkling sound seems to be dancing to this song.

Before the song was finished, the music stopped, and I didn't know what happened in the room.

"Master, what kind of song is this?" Red Boy asked.

Fangzheng said: "Crying Lily, I heard it when I was a teacher. Not many people listen to it now..." Fangzheng rarely listens to popular songs now, and I don't know if anyone still listens to them now. Songs from his youth. Maybe there are, but most of them are the nostalgic group of people...

Fangzheng shook his head. This song reminded him a lot. He thought of the rustling sound of pens rubbing against paper in the classroom when he was in school, and the symbols written in chalk on the blackboard that made him dizzy. The girl he had secretly seen...

"Crying lily? It sounds very sad, forget it, don't want to." Red Boy muttered.

At this moment, an exclamation suddenly came from upstairs: "Ah! Be careful!"

Snapped!

Fangzheng only felt that something hit his head, and then a piece of soil, tiles fell, and a flower fell down. Fangzheng grabbed the flower, and the petals shook, but they did not disperse.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." A girl's exclamation came from upstairs.

Fangzheng pulled the shovel off his bald head, looked up and saw a girl in neutral clothes talking nervously, then shrank back.

"Isn't it? I'm showing my head, but I still want to run? Don't you know what it means to be able to run?" Hong Haier shouted.

Boom!

Fangzheng raised his hand and gave the red boy a chestnut. What is this brat talking nonsense? Are they monks?

The red boy said dissatisfied: "Master, what you said is not rough, it is what it is, who is this? The flowerpot fell and hit someone, and he retracted and kept silent..."

"Who is silent?" At this time, a panting female voice came, and then a girl with a long ponytail ran over, with red phoenix eyes, thin lips, and tough lines, the whole person looked very handsome. Spirited, energetic look. Wearing jeans, a t-shirt, and looking a little bit androgynous...

"What did you do?" Red Boy asked, pointing to the flowerpot on the square floor.

The girl blushed pretty, and said, "I did it, what about that, I'm sorry... are you okay?" Looking at Fangzheng, the girl's face turned even redder. At the same time, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, this flower pot did not kill anyone, she is really Amitabha, and at the same time, she was extremely curious, what kind of head is this monk? The flowerpot dropped from the third floor, smashed it, nothing happened...

"Amitabha, don't worry about the benefactor, the poor monk is fine." Fangzheng is indeed fine, the moon-white monk's clothes protect his body, let alone a flower pot, it's fine to drop a bomb. Since it's fine, why make things difficult for others?

Hong Haier was upset, and said: "What do you mean it's okay? My master was smashed..."

"Then what do you want?" The girl also found out that the great monk is easy to talk, but this little thing that looks like a porcelain doll is quite difficult to deal with.

Hong Haier thought for a while and said, "At least I have to take care of the food, right?"

Fang Zheng just wanted to teach Hong Boy a lesson, but after hearing it, it seemed to make sense... Seeing that it was almost noon, no one was taking care of the meal, and he was going to sit on the curb and starve again.

The girl was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "I thought it was a big deal, okay, I'll take care of the food! Okay?"

Honghai showed a smug smile, but still glanced at Fangzheng, Fangzheng smiled wryly and said: "Benefactor, this poor monk is a naughty apprentice, please don't take it to heart." Fangzheng was really embarrassed to ask him to ask, Absolutely no.

Hong Hai'er was immediately discouraged, he realized that this master really couldn't support the wall with mud! He had laid the groundwork so well, but it still fell short.

However, the girl smiled: "Don't take it to heart, but the meal must be invited. By the way, can I ask a question?"

Fangzheng asked, "What does the benefactor want to ask?"

"Are you really a monk?" The girl's big eyes were shining, obviously curious.

Fangzheng nodded and said, "Amitabha..."

"Isn't that nonsense? If my master wasn't a monk, there wouldn't be any monks in this world." Hong Hai'er spoke with confidence, even a boy who spread wealth under the Bodhisattva's hand was thrown here and trained. Could it be fake?

But what he said, fell into the girl's ears, and turned into a joke, just as a child's nonsense, and didn't take it seriously. But one thing is certain, the monk in front of him is indeed a monk, satisfied his curiosity, clapped his hands and said: "Okay, let's go, let's go have a big meal!"

"Uh, why don't you go to your house to eat?" Hong Haier wondered, since the girl's house is upstairs, why did she still go outside.

The girl blushed and said, "That... I don't know how to cook..."

"Where are your parents?" Red Boy asked.

"No, if it is, it would be easy." The girl shook her head bitterly.

However, Fangzheng saw a sly look in the girl's eyes. It was obvious that she was lying, but it didn't matter. Fangzheng didn't have to go to her house for dinner.

We ate lunch in a small restaurant. Fangzheng and Honghaier each ordered a bowl of noodles in clear soup, while the girl sat by the side with a look of surprise on her face, and her big eyes rolled around without knowing what she was thinking. From time to time, he sneaked a look at Fangzheng and Honghaier.

However, they found that the two of them really didn't look disgusted. Instead, they ate with gusto, and in the end they even drank the soup, so it wasn't wasted at all.

Especially Fangzheng, every move has a hint of Zen, as if there is no fireworks, neither fast nor slow, making people look very comfortable, as if sitting there is not a person, but a tree, a grass , a mountain, naturally, it should be there, it will never appear abrupt, but it makes people feel peaceful and very comfortable.

After eating, Fangzheng clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, thank you benefactor."

"You're welcome, this is what I should do..." The girl waved her hand quickly, and then asked again: "Are you really monks?"

Fangzheng: "..."

Red Boy rolled his eyes.

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