Some people are destined to meet, and some fate are destined to come...

Yunluo and Junko Kasumi gradually became familiar with each other during the walks and stops in Japan. Junko Kasumi performed very well along the way, which made Yunluo more satisfied. After the nine signing meetings, he did not kill the little maid casually, but instead thought about taking it back to China.

With this idea, Yunluo wanted to buy air tickets for Xiangchu Junko. The problem arose. Xiangchu Junko has a black household registration and does not have an ID card. In order to bring Xiangchu Junko back to West Lake City, Yunluo contacted Qin Ren by email and made a phone call through the relationship arranged by Qin Ren in Japan.

That night, someone came to visit and took out a form for Yunluo to fill in. Yunluo casually handed it to Junko Kasumi to write. After the form was filled out, he took a few photos of Junko Kasumi, and the person who came left. The next afternoon, Yunluo got the ID card of Junko Kasumi and also applied for a Citi card.

After Yun Luo showed good deeds and gentleness, he knew that the little maid would not have any problems for the time being. In order to test the reliability of Kazuku Junko, Yun Luo took Kazuku Junko to kill people. In the dark, he killed three evolvers from the Sakura Imperial Court, all of whom Yun Luo killed in front of Kazuku Junko.

What made Yunluo very satisfied was that Xiang Chu Chunzi's reaction was very good, otherwise Yunluo would not have been able to do his best to apply for Xiang Chu Chunzi's household registration. Yunluo can use a lot of ways, but it is better to be normal. Since Xiang Chu Chunzi is going to be taken home by Yunluo, there will naturally be many people to investigate, and it is most appropriate to let Qin Ren take action.

Cough cough, because of guilt, Yunluo took Xiangchu Junko on a plane and did not return to China, but ran to Thailand. He was preparing to have fun with Xiangchu Junko for a few days, and then he thought about how to deceive the big devil An Zhu, and then go back to accompany the An sisters and Yan Chenyu. In the first half of the year, I will start filming three French movies, and then Yunluo flew back to France for several months.

But men are like this. The way Xiangchu Junko serves men is really happy to Yun Luo. Although Yun Luo has not eaten Xiangchu Junko's first time, he has also played with his delicate body.

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Finally, at 6:30 in the morning, Yun Luo, Kasuku Chunko and Red Rat Tangtang arrived at the ancient city of Chiang Mai. After leaving Japan, it obviously made Kasuku Chunko breathe somehow relieved, as if the shadows of the past were quietly dissipated. Yun Luo also encountered something that made Yun Luo feel surprised since he went out.

When people become adults, they are not easy to be surprised. Sister Hua, who carries seven stars, and pumpkins with pearl balls, and the meteors surprised Yunluo. That was when he was ** years old. Now, when he meets Sister Hua on the road again, even if he has the joy of reunion, the surprise that is like a clear spring water splashing on the Black Stone Mountain will not reappear.

Yunluo and Kazuku Junko walked in the alleys of Chiang Mai Ancient City, looking for an ideal inn. When traveling to Thailand, no Japanese paid for it. Yunluo was considered a honeymoon with Kazuku Junko. Anyway, it was impossible for An Chu to know about Yan Chenyu, otherwise Yunluo would not have any good fruits to eat.

The petite black-skinned proprietress of Paradise Inn shuttles back and forth like a swallow, entertaining guests good morning and refreshments and hot coffee. Her expression is exaggerated and her voice is sweet. She is very happy to the guests, and she greets the guests softly.

Yunluo held the bone porcelain cups held by Emmas in Austin's paintings, and tasted the hot tea and sweet cakes that Proust was obsessed with. The free good thing did not surprise Yunluo, because the distance between heaven and ancient city marked on the map is not a distance that can be solved by walking ten minutes.

The boss’s sweet smile cannot shake Yunluo’s determination, because Yunluo has been brainwashed by the omnipotent strategy and must live in the ancient city. If you don’t live in the ancient city in Chiang Mai, it will be your permanent regret.

Yunluo and Xiangchu Junko dragged their trolley boxes through alleys. I heard that inns can be found at any time in Chiang Mai during the off-season. Perhaps Yunluo and Xiangchu Junko arrived too early. After walking around, they only met a roadside inn that opened early. Yunluo thought it would be better to walk forward.

The morning in Chiang Mai is slightly cool, and there are temples of different sizes that appear here and there. The sun has not shining on the small town. The ancient temple pagodas did not surprise Yunluo. In Bali, every family has a small temple, a small Hindu temple. The statues of various sizes of Hinduism have mysterious faces from the wilderness and ancient times, and are even deliberately shaped strangely.

Because in their opinion, God has no form, and God can also be in various forms. Here, all Buddha statues in Chiang Mai are unknown and smiling with flowers, while the little dolls at the corner of the house still maintain a Thai smile.

On the edge of an ancient tower with a slightly peeling gray wall, the doves woke up in advance, swirled around, and flew back to the edge of the tower. There were few people on the road, and the plants and trees in the alleys were stained with dew, green trees and branches, and the shadows of flowers were graceful. Clouds saw white and orange-red egg flowers again, and they wanted to pick one up immediately, just like the other side on Bali to pin it on their hair.

Yunluo and Xiangchu Junko walked, and asked where there was an inn that had been opened early. They were guided by Yunluo and Xiangchu Junko to the left. Go left and the house on the right had not opened yet. There was an open courtyard on the left. When you walked in, you saw a pagoda and happened to meet an old lady with a kind face: "Is there an inn here?"

When Xiangchu Junko and Yunluo walked outside together, they almost didn't speak, and they were so gentle and well-behaved that Yunluo was very happy.

The old lady narrowed her eyes with a smile. She could speak English. She said, "This is a temple, and the inn is opposite." After that, she smiled and walked towards the pagoda. It seemed that she was waking up early in the morning and getting up earlier than the sun. This is the piety that only believers have. Several old ladies walked in front, and some of them were not like locals.

The old ladies and believers did not surprise Yun Luo, why didn’t they meet the old gentlemen? The elderly usually love to get up early. Without the old gentlemen, this may prove that women live longer than men. Women also need faith, believe in Buddha or love more. That is a career that they always enjoy until they are old.

The inn opposite the door was already full. When Yunluo and Xiangchu Junko turned back to the main street, Yunluo stopped and glanced unconsciously across the street. At this moment, a magical scene made Yunluo frozen in place: under the temple wall opposite, a woman in black looks like a local man squatted on the ground, put her hands together, and put her things on her knees.

Standing was a monk wearing a yellow cassock, not wearing it, but wrapped around like a model, barefoot, holding a bowl like a jar in one hand.

Isn't this the legendary donation scene? What surprised Yunluo was that Yunluo had imagined this scene. It was not the scene that surprised Yunluo, the person who was not the donor lowered his figure, but the person who was receiving stood up. What surprised Yunluo was a few seconds or longer. The monk and the female donor looked at each other, not saying a few words, nor did they smile.

They were used to the Thai smile that would appear when they touched the eyes. During this moment of giving and receiving, the monk did not smile and thanked, and the woman did not smile. They looked at each other, as if they were communicating in silent language. The monk seemed to be telling women something. The woman understood it and had a satisfied expression on her face.

The monk looked very young, maybe in his teenage years. He stood there, bowing his head slightly, with an undeliberate upright and a humble attitude. He was not superior to others, his expression was very calm, and although his face was childish, his demeanor was particularly solemn. Has anyone ever seen a teenager have such solemn and calmness? This is the most amazing thing.

The Buddha statue in Chiang Mai can also be as high as a temple or sit in the vines on the roadside. She sits cross-legged and has a quiet face. There is no gorgeous base under the Buddha statue. She sits directly on the ground. The wind blows the light yellow cassock on her shoulders, and the leaves of the phoenix tail even touch her shoulders. She sits under the tree, and the soil is also clean for her.

The tree is not a Bodhi tree. It sits quietly there, as free as a water lotus, and the noise is just a few steps away. The soil is also clean, because nutritious wheat, beautiful roses, and clean tuberch grow from this soil.

A monk was walking on the streets of Chiang Mai, and he walked with his bare feet. He seemed to be walking towards a wall without looking sideways. It seemed that his sight was not there, and he was not on the opposite wall, and he was gently passing through the wall. In fact, he did not. He turned right into another alley, leaving behind a farther and farther back.

He walked like the wind, the wind was not too fast and slow, and his barefoot made him even less restrained. The robe on his body formed natural and smooth ripples with him and his gait. It was like he was stepping on dust, but he was stepping on lotus, and the lotus bloomed in the dust he walked through.

Living in the ancient city of Chiang Mai, no matter which alley you walk into or which inn you stay in. Take a walk around casually, the lotus is right in front of you, and the Buddha statue is sitting on the side of the road. You may want to follow a monk who is marching and keep walking, and see where he is going, but you are lost.

The ancient city is not big, but the roads are easy to recognize. Many roads are divided into north and south, east and west directions. If you walk all the way, you will walk outside the ancient city and by the moat. If you get lost, it may not be that you have a bad sense of direction, but that your attention is not on the road.

People only see the things that his soul is concerned about, and their eyes are also placed in a field of vision. Different things will obviously appear completely different in their inner field of vision. The lotus sees the rain, the Buddha sees the lotus, and the monks have Buddha in their eyes.

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The mornings in Chiang Mai are tranquil, while the weekend nights in Chiang Mai are a joyful feast.

The east-west Sunday Street starts to surge in the afternoon. Snacks, clothing, crafts, and the same as the night market in West Lake City. Yunluo and Xiangchu Junko come across snacks and buy some to taste. One of the shredded coconut rice balls is the most delicious and moderately sweet. Some of them are not seen what they are made of. The ingredients should be made of famous Thai rice, fruits, and vanilla.

Crafts include lanterns, folding fans, sarongs, and essential oils, but essential oils can be purchased in a specialty store. The shelves and countertops are filled with essential oils and related aromatic products, lilies, lavender, roses, flora, and frangipani. The fragrances include floral, fruity, woody, and grassy aromas. Essential oils, sachets, soaps, and lipsticks in round cakes are so unsatisfactory.

The packaging is small and exquisite, and it is very suitable to take it back as a small gift to give to others. Yun Luo thought that An Chuyu likes lilies, An Qingju likes roses, and lavender is suitable for people who don’t have a good sleep. With such a gift, it seems to carry the fragrance of plants.
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