After the lot was drawn, Qiongni seemed distracted all the time, frowning thoughtfully, but Bhikkhu and Yochi, one big and one small, were having a great time playing.
Buddha beads, amulets, and all kinds of small colorful pendants were all dressed up, and it felt like I had come here to snap up and save them after not seeing them for eight hundred years.
I also took a lot of photos.
It seems that everyone here can feel a kind of purity and relief.
However, Qiongni couldn't feel it, she only felt the depressing feeling of the impending rain.
She looked at the smiles of Bhikkhu and Yochi, but she couldn't help but smile.
She thought about the paperwork and felt tight in her heart. Although she kept telling herself that it was all superstitious and not trustworthy, she could not persuade herself not to think about it with all her strength.
Will we be together? Can all those who want to be together sincerely be able to stay together until they grow old as they wish?
She is becoming less and less confident.
Is the kind of love that keeps two people together strong enough to sustain them until they grow old?
She couldn't help but remember what the monk had told about Jeanna when he came.
The kidnapping case has been investigated, and it turned out to be the tall and handsome winemaker from the vineyard who once entertained them.
Bu Luo.
Have a close relationship.
Although he did not plan and lead the entire case, it was still closely related to him.
So this is a somewhat clichéd, cliched secular romance story similar to that found in some magazines.
.......
In a small town, smart and beautiful genius girls are always surrounded by many boys, enjoying this unparalleled sense of vanity that is praised by everyone. However, the proud Peacock Princess does not look down on any of them, even if
Some of them have good family backgrounds, some have good grades, some have good looks, and some really really like her.
Of course, she didn't even know that there was a little boy in a corner who kept looking at her. Her every move, every frown and every smile fell into his eyes, and they were all beautiful and unbearable sights.
But he also knew that she looked down on him and only wanted to make herself excellent.
He worked hard to make himself excellent, so that he could be closer to her.
More than ten years later, he became the winemaker of the largest local winery, and she became an excellent designer.
Seeing her again, my heart was still pounding.
She is still the most beautiful rose, so delicate that people can't help but get close to it and smell the fragrance.
At Professor Dieter's birthday party, he invited her to dance, but to his surprise she readily agreed.
And the rest happened naturally and naturally.
A love affair was an outlet for Jeanne to vent her broken love, but for Bu Luo it was her affirmation of him.
She wants to get rid of him, and he wants to get entangled.
"It's just an adult's love game, Bu Luo, please wake up." She stabbed the man who had been silently in love with her without mercy.
"Can't you think about it seriously?" He was really serious, very serious. He always thought that the beginning would be a good start, but he didn't expect that it would be the complete extinction of a dream bubble.
"Consider? Is there anything to consider? We have nothing to do with each other, please remember." She looked at him disdainfully, gave him a disapproving look, turned around and left.
He could only stand there lonely and watch her back disappear.
...
He began to feel lost again. He had worked hard until now, and was doing a career that many people thought he was very proud of and envied, but he didn't feel any happiness at all, just because the woman he loved didn't want to take another look at him.
He returned to the winery in despair and told his friends what was on his mind. As a good friend, his friend who usually likes to read detective novels staged a kidnapping, and also involved the innocent Qiao Ni.
In fact, Qiao Ni has long been a guest star among the two.
That night, when she was looking for the bathroom, she knocked on the wrong door, which was opened by Bu Luo, and the graceful figure on the bed was Jeanne.
I didn't expect that she would be involved again in the kidnapping case, and I had to sigh that she really had a fate with them, and it was not an ordinary fate.
It still sounds incredible when I hear it now.
"He actually used kidnapping." When she heard what Bhikkhu said, Qiongni looked at him with wide eyes. How could she be so crazy?
"Oh, to be precise, it was his friend. He came to kidnap and let Bu Luo rescue him." Bhikkhu shrugged.
"Hero saves beauty?"
"Yes, it is like that."
"..." The world is so crazy that she can't keep up.
"What now? Bu Luo will not pursue criminal responsibility, nor his friends." Although it is understandable that he is crazy about love, but is this too crazy?
"Jeanna did not hold him accountable, and they are already together. It is said that they will get married next year."
"..." Qiao Ni opened her mouth again.
"It's a blessing that this kid can have such a friend, otherwise Jeanne wouldn't accept him given his character."
"..."
That tall, handsome, blond man with blue eyes and a polite smile seemed to have the best sunshine shining on him. There was no way she could compare with that kidnapping that was extremely thrilling for her.
It seemed that many things were not what they seemed, and she couldn't see through them or figure them out.
Quiet on the outside, crazy in the heart, with restless blood surging. When faced with your own expectations, the softness in your heart will turn into demonic madness.
That kind of madness seems unbelievable to outsiders, but only you know it is reasonable and proper.
So, is the same thing true for the man next to me?
It's just that he only treats her, not anyone else.
...
"There's something going on at the company, I'll ask the driver to take you off." Zhong Tianyou didn't look depressed after receiving a call.
"Okay, I'll take the monks and the others." Take them to the hospital and then come back.
"Okay." He looked at her and then kissed her cheek. However, his face didn't look very good, and he seemed to have something important to do.
"Qiao, you don't look good today, what's wrong?" Bhikkhu asked her after Zhong Tianyou left.
"Bhikkhu, do you believe in destiny?" His Chinese name is closely related to the Buddha, so he should know something about it.
"Fate? Oh, Qiao, although I believe in Buddhism and his karma, I don't believe in fate. My destiny is in my own hands. No one should believe it." He said in half-baked Chinese.
"But, sometimes it seems we can't help it." She said helplessly.
"you are not happy?"
"I can't tell." She couldn't say anything to him.
She looked helplessly at the scenery outside the window.
...
That night, she held the lot and kept looking at it, her brows furrowed.
The words on it were clearly visible, as if they were stretching out their claws and rushing toward her.
Is it an ordinary signature that you don’t need to pay attention to, or does it foreshadow something?