"What kind of beads are the best?" Liangchen asked again.
Qianhua's eyes became even brighter: "Bodhisattva, I just want to go to Wanfu Temple to ask for Bodhisattva's beads."
Liangchen didn't say anything, just nodded, then lowered his head and continued reading his newspaper.
After dinner, Liangchen did not stand up and leave as usual. Instead, he turned his head, glanced at his mother, and asked, "Are you going to Manfuji Temple tomorrow?"
"Yes, Qianhua said he would accompany me."
Liangchen thought for a moment and then said, "I'll drive you there tomorrow."
…
Wanfu Temple is more than four hours' drive from Jiangshan City, so I stayed overnight in the temple.
That night, Liangchen selected a string of Bodhi beads and brought them to the abbot to consecrate them.
The consecration process lasted two hours, and he knelt on the futon. From the time he lit the red candle until the abbot finished reciting the scriptures and the red candle burned out, his eyes did not blink, and he was always looking at the prayer bead.
Qianhua and Liangchen's mother were standing behind them. Qianhua looked at the Bodhi seed beads that Liangchen consecrated. They were exactly the same as what he wanted. She subconsciously thought that Liangchen was going to give them to her, because in five days,
It's her birthday.
There was a slight flash of excitement in Qian Hua's heart.
…
The next day, it was already eight o'clock in the evening when I returned to Jiangshan City from Wanfu Temple. It was ten o'clock when I sent my mother and Qianhua home respectively.
He drove the car around Qianhua's residence and went downstairs to Jinghaohao. He stretched out his hand, took out the beads from his pocket, turned them around in his hand, then raised his head and glanced at Jinghao.
It was a good house, and I found that the lights had been turned off, so I stayed quietly for a while, then drove back to the villa halfway up the mountain.
…
Jing Haohao thought about it for a long time before she fell asleep last night. She went to bed late and woke up a little late the next day. However, her first thought when turning on her phone was not to check the time, but to check the caller ID.
When he found that there was no call from Liangchen, Jing Haohao locked the screen and felt a little disappointed. He hurriedly got dressed, packed himself up, and went to the company.
I was still distracted all morning. In the afternoon, there was an activity in the company department. It was a nice scene but I had no interest. I sat in my seat and watched my colleagues having fun.
Staying up until four o'clock in the afternoon, Jing Hao thought about this day and knew that he would definitely not contact her again, so he simply lay down on the table.
I didn't get enough sleep last night. Even though everyone in the office was laughing and making it extremely noisy, Jing Haohao still fell asleep.
Although it was only for a short while, Jing Haohao actually had a dream. She dreamed of a good time, and she sat face to face chatting with her. The two chatted for a long time. His voice was nice, gentle and sweet, better than the most beautiful she had ever heard.
Beautiful songs are even more charming.
Liangchen's eyes in the dream were very beautiful, as deep as a deep pool, with a strong attraction that made her gradually get lost. It even made her stop breathing.
Jing Haohao woke up because of her own suffocation. She opened her eyes and took a few deep breaths. Then she realized what she was dreaming about and she suddenly stood up from her seat.
She actually dreamed of a good time... and his voice and eyes in the dream were so real... they were clearly engraved in her memory.
At this moment, Jing Haohao's phone suddenly rang. She picked it up and saw that it was Liangchen calling. She was so frightened that her hands trembled and the phone dropped on the table with a bang.
