The hazy moonlight is looming under the dark night, and the cold wind blows by, blowing the leaves and making a rustling sound.

Lin Ziyan sat on the ground with her back against the tree trunk.

Looking at the quiet back mountain, I feel the bursts of cold wind to my heart's content.

For so many years, this is the first time she has indulged herself so much.

"Why are you blowing the wind here alone?" Huiming's voice sounded behind her.

Lin Ziyan looked back and saw that Huiming was not wearing Zen clothes, but stood in the dark night in white clothes.

The pendant tassel of the Buddha beads in his hand was gently blown by the breeze.

Huiming just stood there and looked at her quietly, his eyes were like stars shining brightly.

The light in his eyes was too intense, and Lin Ziyan couldn't open his eyes so piercingly that he almost shed tears when his eyes became hot.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that something was wrong with her, Huiming approached her and asked.

"It's okay, it's just that the wind is too cold, making my eyes uncomfortable." Lin Ziyan said with a light smile.

"Well, it's a little cold."

Huiming didn't seem to notice her strangeness, and put the cloak in his hand on her.

Looking at the corner of her eyes with a smile, her eyes are as bright as stars.

Lin Ziyan had the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen.

"Huiming, do you regret it?" Lin Ziyan finally couldn't help asking.

"Do you regret meeting me?"

After Lin Ziyan finished speaking, she looked at him nervously and timidly.

Maybe Huiming himself didn't believe the rumors of "Buddha's son" that Master Abbot said.

But Lin Ziyan firmly believed in this.

When she saw Huiming for the first time, it was in the medicine field in the back mountain.

He was dressed in civilian clothes, and the wet soil stained his hem and shoes, but he didn't feel embarrassed at all.

Standing on the muddy path in the medicine field, he smiled and saluted her gently and rationally.

The morning sun shone on him, warm and dazzling.

At that moment, she felt her heart beating uncontrollably.

Since then he has lived in her heart
"I don't regret it, and I will never regret it." Huiming's voice sounded in his ear.

It was obviously the expected answer, but she still had a sore nose, and the tears she held back immediately fell down.

Huiming took out a handkerchief from his chest, and gently wiped away the tears on Lin Ziyan's cheeks bit by bit.

Then with some imperceptible pampering, he asked:
"But there is something unhappy today, do you want to tell me?"

"No." Lin Ziyan denied.

It seems that he still doesn't know about her marriage with Wu Yu.

Lin Ziyan didn't want him to be upset by this matter, so she didn't mention it.

"Is that because you regretted it?" Comet asked with a smile in his star-like eyes.

"I don't have one." Lin Ziyan was afraid that Huiming might misunderstand, so she hurriedly explained.

"It's good that you haven't regretted it." Huiming said softly.

The right hand holding the Buddhist beads tightly relaxed, and Lin Ziyan's soft and beautiful face was reflected in the brown pupils.

"As long as you don't regret it." Huiming looked at her and said.

"But I'm afraid you'll regret it."

Seeing the deep affection in Huiming's eyes, she turned her back in fear.

"You know, I may not live for a few years, nor can I stay with you for a long time."

Crystal tears flowed down the corners of her eyes and wet her cheeks again.

"For these few short years, is it really worth abandoning the Buddha you have believed in since birth?"

She didn't know whether she was asking Huiming or herself.

He was willing to resolutely give up everything for her, but now she hesitated.

Because she felt that she was not worth it, and she was not worth it for him.

She stood with her back to Huiming, not even having the courage to look at his expression.

"Haven't we already agreed?"

Huiming walked up to her and said seriously:

"I will take you out of Kyoto when the Zhulan I sent you blooms next summer."

Lin Ziyan's heart was in a mess, as if a boulder was pressing on her heart, making her breathless.

"Don't think wildly," Huiming said.

"Every decision I make is the result of my deliberation, and it helped me make it." Huiming said, pointing to his heart.

"It's my six senses that are not clean, I'm greedy for the world of mortals, and I want to be by your side."

"You still ask me if it's worth it." Huiming said, "How could it not be worth it? That's my dream."

"There is also the poison in your body, I will cure it." Huiming looked into her eyes and said firmly.

"But if it can't be cured?"

Lin Ziyan looked at Huiming's face that sank instantly, and quickly changed her words:

"What I'm talking about is just in case, just in case, I don't even remember how many doctors and miraculous doctors I've seen, and none of them can cure my disease. Now I don't even have hope."

"It will be fine, you have to trust me." Huiming said seriously.

Lin Ziyan had heard such words too many times.

In the past, my mother would tell her like this countless times that it would be fine, but you don't believe what my mother said?

Lin Ziyan didn't want to hold on to that slim hope and be disappointed again and again, so she didn't take Huiming's words to heart.

"Even if it doesn't heal, it doesn't matter."

Huiming continued softly: "The memories you left me will also accompany me through this life."

"I will remember your smile, and I will also remember your favorite lotus paste cake."

"Every time the sun rises, I will think of the day when we first met."

"When the ground is full of pear blossoms, I will also remember the way you dance in the courtyard."

"I will travel all over the country on my behalf, and I will tell you slowly in front of your grave at the end."

"So no matter what the final result is, I will always be with you."

"So, Ziyan, don't be afraid, okay?" Huiming said softly.

"Okay." Lin Ziyan slowly raised her head, looked at him and said.

Finally, he stretched out his hands and hugged Huiming tightly, letting the tears soak his shirt on his chest.

She couldn't refuse Huiming who loved her so much, and she didn't want to refuse.

She was greedy for this warmth and was reluctant to let go.

"Why did you suddenly come to Anguo Temple today?"

Seeing that she was in a better mood, Huiming asked.

"Grandmother is sick, I'm here to find my second sister." Lin Ziyan lied.

"If you want to see Second Miss Lin, I'm afraid you won't be able to see her today." Huiming tied her cloak tighter.

"Why?" Lin Ziyan asked puzzled.

"Because Miss Lin is not in the temple." Huiming replied.

"Second sister isn't in Anguo Temple?" Lin Ziyan was a little surprised.

"Yeah." Huiming nodded and said, "Second Miss Lin is now at the Prince Regent's Mansion."

"If you want to find her, go there and find her."

"Second sister said that she was praying in Anguo Temple, but she didn't want people to know that she went to the Prince Regent's Mansion."

"If I go directly to the palace to find her, wouldn't it be a bit inappropriate." Lin Ziyan said.

"Don't worry, Shen Zhi will not let outsiders know that Miss Lin is in his house."

The two said as they walked.

Qingluan, who was going back to get clothes to keep out the cold, hid in the dark and watched the two of them being intimate.

His eyes were full of worry and bewilderment.

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