Lin Shenshen stood in front of the tombstone for a long time before turning around and leaving.
She came out of the cemetery. Because it was a suburb, there were very few vehicles. She walked slowly to the side of the road, wandering aimlessly, and somehow ended up in the temple.
The temple was still the same, but all the people who came to visit inside had changed. She bought the ticket and walked inside, thinking that the last time she came, Jin Yang was following her. She obviously knew it, but she didn't.
Turn back.
This time, she was alone. She couldn't help but turn her head and look back, feeling unspeakably sad in her heart.
She walked in step by step, just like last time, she revisited the old place, and then repeated all the things she did last time. In the last temple, she finished praying to the Buddha, and when she came out of the door, there was an old nun standing there.
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Lin Shenshen still remembers her as the person who collected incense and made wishes all year round.
The last time she came, she made a wish, and this time, she still made a wish.
The old nun would record the name of the person who paid the money. When he saw the money handed over by Lin Shenshen, he went to flip through the heavy book.
Lin Shenshen glanced at it unintentionally, and suddenly said: "Wait a moment."
The old nun raised her head in confusion and looked at Lin Shen Shen. Lin Shen Shen stretched out her hand, flipped back two pages of the book, and saw her name.
Name: Lin Shenshen.
Wish: All your wishes come true.
Amount: 100 yuan.
But her attention was not on her own name, but on her own name.
Name: Jinyang.
Wish: Lin Shenshen.
Amount: 100 yuan.
Wishes, Lin Shenshen... just three simple words replaced all his wishes.
Lin Shenshen's fingers trembled slightly, then she slowly moved them away and handed the money in her hand to the old nun. When the old nun turned the book to the last blank page, she picked up the pen and wrote
The name, wish, and amount were written on the paper.
In order: Lin Shenshen, Jin Yang, 100 yuan.
The moment Lin Shen Shen started writing, she felt a little calmer in her heart. When she came out of the temple, she saw the plum forest in the distance. It was already the Spring Festival and the plum blossoms had already withered. She stood there and looked at it for a while.
, and started walking around, and finally came to the Wishing Hall.
This place was still covered with red cloth strips, and Lin deeply thought that she had once sincerely apologized here to her dead child.
Just like last time, she bought a red cloth strip and wrote a sentence on it, which was the same sentence Jin Yang once gave her: Hold your son's hand and grow old together with him.
She took the red cloth strip and stepped on the ladder to hang it on the tree trunk. There were too many red cloth strips on it. Lin Shen searched for a place in the sky for a long time before she found one. She raised her hand and tied the cloth strip on it.
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The strips of cloth were a bit long and were entangled with one of them. When Lin Shenshen stretched out his hand to straighten them out, he accidentally looked at another strip of cloth.
I don’t know if the sky has eyes, or if it’s just fate, or if there’s some secret arrangement.
The other piece of cloth turned out to be from Jinyang.
Because of the rain and wind, the red cloth strip was a little faded, but the black words on it looked particularly clear.
His handwriting looks smooth and elegant.
However, the most touching thing is the words above: Look at me, I will miss you all my life, and I will love you forever.