Wei Zhengbang's thoughts about Xue Muhua, many years ago, when Xue Muhua had not married Huang Tianba, I could already see that although I didn't like this person, outsiders were not qualified to point fingers about men's love, thinking about the years, Xue Muhua got married, was relieved, lost his memory, and fell in love with Pei Yuanfeng again. After so many things have gone through, he still maintained his original intention, which is touching.

However, a relationship cannot accommodate too many people.

Of course, this matter is not yet time for me to worry about. Now the one in front of me is back to Chengdu.

Unlike them, what I have to face is not a happy event.

Thinking of this, my mood became a little heavier.

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The night passed quickly, and I got up early the next morning. Everyone got up. When I went to the vegetarian hall for breakfast, I heard a heavy footsteps before I could finish eating. When I looked up, I saw another tall figure walking to the door, blocking the sunshine.

Sure enough, he immediately heard his gong-like voice: "Miss, you all got up!"

I raised my head and saw him wearing shirtless, tied his clothes around his waist and walked in carelessly. His chest was covered in fluffy and his head was covered in sweat. Except for me, Tang Ting had not yet been married, and Xue Muhua didn't remember that he had been a wife, so he lowered his head when he saw this scene. I was already thick-skinned. I coughed lightly and said with a smile: "Hurry up. Uncle Wuwei, what are you doing?"

"I practiced a set of Weituo Palm, and just went to the foot of the mountain to see it again." He said, "Why are those people packing things?"

"Well, we're leaving today."

"What?!"

When he heard this, his voice immediately became louder. Several little novice monks around him covered their ears. He had already rushed to me in two steps: "Miss, are you leaving?!"

"I have been disturbing for so many days--" Before I finished speaking, I immediately smiled and said, "I still have something to do when I go back to Chengdu."

"But-" He was anxious and hurried over and grabbed my hand: "Miss shouldn't leave so quickly. You've only been here for a day. There's still a lot of things to say to the lady, and there's also,"

He scratched his head anxiously and thought that there was something else that could be left behind, but he seemed to be unable to remember anything. He suddenly blushed and sweated on his bald head. That look made me feel sad and funny, so he could only gently comfort him: "Uncle Wuwei, don't do this."

"Miss," he said, his eyes red: "I'm afraid you'll never come back for many years now, right?"

“…”

This time, I choked up too.

As he said, indeed, this departure is not just not coming back for many years.

More likely - I won't be back at all.

When Xichuan and I left that year, we were only in a faint connection like a stream. The death of our mother, the death of our father, Fu Badai entered the capital, Uncle Ai passed away, and the second uncle escaped from the world to practice the Qingshui. When I recalled the Yan Qingchen, who could never find out the depth of the house, and the old lady Yan, who suffered all the hardships and regarded me as a great enemy, I really didn't know what I had to nostalgia for Xichuan.

Thinking of this, I smiled miserably.

And the fearless monk was about to cry.

I immediately scared all the sadness and swallowed it. I hurriedly pulled him down. Even Pei Yuanxiu, who had been sitting beside me, immediately moved away from the position. Monk Wuwei held my hand and his voice changed: "Miss, Sajia can't bear to part with you!"

The monks in the vegetarian hall were usually beaten and bullied by fearlessness. Now, seeing that he, a big man, was so surprised that he was so big that he kept looking back at us. I had no choice but to take his hand out of the vegetarian hall. When I saw that there were people coming and going outside, I simply pulled him to the back of the temple.

Just so happens, I also want to see my second uncle and say goodbye to him.

When I walked all the way to the quiet Zen temple, Wuwei Monk finally stopped his sadness with my consolation. His nose was still red and tears were hanging on the corners of his eyes. It looked unsatisfactory, but it was really funny. I could only hold back my smile and said, "Uncle Wuwei, I want to say goodbye to the abbot, please help me pass on the words."

"Yeah, OK."

As he said, he wiped his nose with his sleeve and walked over to the door.

Immediately, the two young monks walked out and saw that it was us, they all bowed with their hands together: "Uncle Master, donor."

The fearless monk said, "The eldest lady is leaving, and I will tell you apart with the abbot."

The two monks looked at each other but did not move.

The fearless monk frowned with dark eyebrows: "What's wrong?"

The two monks looked at me and looked at each other again. One of them hurriedly walked to the fearless monk and said something softly in his ear.

Immediately, I saw the dark eyebrows of the fearless monk twisting into a lump: "What?!"

"Yes."

"when?"
Chapter completed!