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Zhao Yutang waited for a while without getting an answer, wondering in her mind whether this was his acquiescence or something else. She really didn't know the answer to this question, but if it offended his beliefs, it seemed that she should apologize.

"Sorry, I just asked casually. If it's hard to answer, forget it."

Zhao Yutang turned over, the soft couch was very spacious, and she was not worried about falling, "I majored in folklore, but I know very little about your She people. The She people are too mysterious. I heard that the real She people have already There are less than a hundred people, and those who now call themselves She people are the result of intermarriage with foreigners.”

She was telling the truth, but what she was really curious about was not the She clan, but Zhu Yu.

After a long while, Zhu Yu finally spoke up, but he answered her almost forgotten question, "Moro can get married."

Zhao Yutang blinked in the night, "Can you continue to serve the mountain god after getting married? If you live in the temple as Moro, will your future wife also live here?"

She changed the subject of this paragraph to "you", which made Zhu Yu feel strange in his ears. At least he himself did not expect that he would get married one day in the future. He had never imagined such a future.

He said "Yeah", "As long as the other person also believes in the mountain god, it's okay. It doesn't matter if we don't live together."

Zhao Yutang repeated: "It doesn't matter if we don't live together after getting married?"

Zhu Yu frowned, is there any problem?

He is a person who is very good at being alone. He doesn't think that having another person in his life will be a gift. If he really gets married in the future, it would be nice not to live with the other person.

"Ah."

Zhao Yutang laughed silently, "Well, I understand."

Her meaningless words made Zhu Yu's heart skip a beat, as if he had made a wrong decision.

Zhu Yu decided to give up this strange topic and took the initiative to talk about what he was interested in, "Are you still in school?"

"Well, I'm in graduate school."

Zhao Yutang squinted her eyes. She studied an unpopular major and it would be difficult to find a job in the future. She made the choice by mistake. Now that she has been admitted to study there, she has no obsession with academic qualifications or research.

Her "classmates" who went up the mountain together don't know if they have returned to school. Now that the road is blocked due to heavy snow, they may not be able to walk for a while.

Zhu Yu did not go to university. He was raised by the previous Moro teacher, and all his knowledge was taught by him. He only went to junior high school in the town and then came to this mountain temple. He rarely went out. He could not imagine going to university. what does it look like.

"Why did you go up the mountain alone?"

He could never forget that day when it snowed heavily. He sat quietly but suddenly felt something. When he opened the door, he saw her lying in the snow. If he hadn't discovered it in time, if she hadn't found this mountain temple at all, she would have died long ago. Buried in snow.

"You are not alone," Zhao Yutang could talk about all this calmly. She told Zhu Yu everything about her experience, and finally concluded, "I am a little unlucky, but I am also very lucky."

She said, "I'm so happy to meet you."

Not acquaintance, but seeing, as if their ordinary first encounter was a reunion after a long absence.

That night, Zhu Yu still had a dream. The fragments in the dream were incoherent and had no specific plot. There were only figures that he subconsciously felt were very familiar and intimate. He still couldn't see the other person's face clearly, but he didn't know it in his heart. He was anxious, as if the person he was looking for had already flown to him.

The snow on the mountain has not melted, and the yard is covered with a thick layer of snow, which is very soft when stepped on. She Canan wraps herself in a thick cotton robe to make breakfast. After cooking it, she calls Moro first.After living with Moro for more than three years, Canaan has understood Moro's character and knows that it is very difficult for him to get up in the morning. He often has to wake up for 10 minutes before he can sit up.

"Moro——"

He knocked on the door meaningfully, knowing that no one would answer him, so he gently pushed the door open, and walked in while calling softly, "Moro, it's time to get up, Moro?"

Walking to the inner room, he happened to bump into Zhao Yutang who was woken up. Jianan was stunned for a moment, and then showed a puzzled expression.

Why did Sister Zhao appear in Moro's room?
Zhao Yutang sat up, put on the velvet robe hanging on the screen, and explained to Canaan, "The stove in my house went out, so I came to Moro to stay for one night."

"So that's it," Canaan was easy to fool and understood immediately, "Then I'll go to your room to turn up the stove later. Now let's wake up Moro."

He kept telling Moro to get up, but he stood there without moving, and even winked at Zhao Yutang, as if begging her for help.

Zhao Yutang understood this and walked towards the bed.

Zhu Yu was still sleeping, half of his face was buried in the quilt, only a pair of delicate and beautiful eyebrows were exposed. His sleeping face was peaceful and looked extremely harmless, but the two people present knew that this was just an appearance.

"Congratulations?"

Zhao Yutang whispered his name, and only called Zhu Yu before slowly opening his eyes. There was still the sleepiness and confusion in his eyes when he first woke up. He looked at her without blinking, as if he was recalling why she appeared here. .

"It's time for you to get up."

Zhao Yutang smiled lightly at him, and then went out with Canaan.

Zhu Yu was left sitting on the bed in a daze to wake up. It only took him less than 3 minutes to wake up this time. The sleepiness was driven away, but her smile as she faced the rising sun was always in front of him. No matter how I play it back, I can’t get it out of my mind.

Zhu Yu washed and changed clothes. His face was cold and emotionless. In fact, he was in a state of distraction. It was not until he stood in front of the mirror to choose today's accessories that he blinked slowly and returned his attention to his work. Down to business.

Canaan's craftsmanship is very good, and the breakfast is simple and delicious. Zhao Yutang took a sip of porridge and saw the cumulus clouds on the sky getting heavier again, "Will it snow again tomorrow?"

Canaan added some carbon to the stove, "It rained, but there won't be such heavy snow next time. The Festival of God is coming soon."

"Happy God's Day?"

"Yes, it is a traditional festival of our She people. It starts every winter after the snow. It is a festival to celebrate the mountain gods. At that time, many people will come to the temple to worship and worship, and there will be singing and dancing. It is very lively."

Canaan said with a smile, "If there are children under six years old at home, they will take the children up the mountain to be blessed by Moro."

Zhao Yutang could not imagine Zhu Yu's cold face when blessing the children. She was very interested and asked again, "Can I participate?"

Canaan thought for a while, "That's okay if you also believe in the mountain god."

Zhao Yutang felt that she could trust her, "How do I trust her? Do I want to donate merit?"

Canaan smiled and said, "Just copy the scriptures!"