Chapter 61: You fell in love with him. She didn’t hear his answer, or he answered but she didn’t hear it. Ye Huan fell asleep for some reason. After not sleeping all night, she was finally favored by the God of Sleep.
, and when she woke up again, she was on the top of a mountain, or to be precise, in front of a temple on the top of a mountain.
It was the time of the morning bell. The clanging bells were ringing through the woods and trees, and swirling around the mountains. The lingering sound was constant. Accompanying the bells was the smell of incense, like a medicine that could cleanse people's souls.
, making people forget all the troubles in the world at once.
Ye Huan didn't know how to get out of the car, so he went looking for the fragrance. He saw Hemonan at the temple gate. His first action was to look at his watch, and then said, "You can really sleep!"
Why did this sentence sound like the other half - like a pig! It's just that Hemonan, who was as cold as a stone, couldn't say it. But Ye Huan understood it like this, so he rolled his eyes.
Give it to him, looking around curiously, "Where is this, why don't I know?"
"The world is so big, you don't know more than this," he said again in a sultry voice.
Ye Huan raised her fist and gave him a false hook on the back of his head. Hermonan did not notice her little move and said as she walked, "This is a holy place. You must maintain a holy heart when you enter the temple.
"
Does he mean that her heart is unholy?
Ye Huan knew that he always liked to act cool, but there was no need to ridicule her like this so early in the morning, right?
"I'm not holy, so I won't go in!" She was about to walk back in anger, but her hand was grabbed.
"Let go! In this holy land, how can you behave like an unmarried man and a married woman?" Ye Huan scolded her seriously with a sullen face.
Pfft——
It was rare for Hermonen, who was always known for his zombie face, to smile.
Ye Huan shook off his hand amidst his laughter and continued walking inside. Looking at the temple and the pilgrims kneeling down devoutly, she suddenly thought of a question, "Hermonan, why did you bring me here?"
?”
She is a loyal believer in Marxist materialism and absolutely does not believe in God or Buddhism.
But he picked up a few sticks of incense and handed them to her, "Go and say goodbye!"
"What are you praying for? I don't seek wealth or happiness!" Ye Huan shook his head.
"Please the person you love loves you too!" Hermonan said softly, but it was like a stone thrown into a lake, causing ripples in Ye Huan's heart.
She looked at Hermonan, and he looked at her too. His eyes, which were always as deep as the sea, were now like sharp blades, as if they could pierce her coat and see her beating heart.
She felt guilty, lowered her eyes, and denied, "I don't have anyone I love..."
"Huanhuan, you can lie to me, but you can't lie to your own heart," Hermonan murmured, but her heart was cracking open inch by inch under such analysis, "You are in love with him!"
Along the way he brought her here, she murmured several times in her sleep, all related to Yi Shaochuan. If you don't love someone, how can you let him fall into a dream over and over again?
Ye Huan paused for a moment. The sour and bitter pain last night seemed to come to life now. She was suffocated for a moment, but the stubbornness in her bones and her pride that she didn't want Hermonan to see through made her feel sad again.
Denial, "I didn't!"
"If not, then go and swear before God that you don't love him, that you will never love him in this life!" Hermonan growled.
Ye Huan's hand holding Xiang trembled, and the steps under his feet were as heavy as a boulder weighing a thousand kilograms, and he couldn't lift it up no matter what.
