Mr. Zhan, please stop being abusive, Miss Zhuang has been reborn.

This was the only time he kept his word.

This night, Zhan Yan did not touch her.

At dawn the next day, when Zhuang Mingyue woke up, the seat next to him was already empty.

After putting on clothes and walking out, Zhan Yan had already prepared dishes on the dining table.

Zhuang Mingyue had a few bites casually. At twelve o'clock at noon, when her aunt came over to clean the house, she told her, "Sir, I have something urgent to do and I have to go out. Miss, you can go out for a walk. This is the cash that your husband left for you."

Zhuang Mingyue lowered her head and said nothing. She continued to eat from the bowl and gave her money after sleeping. What did Zhanyan think of her?

The lady who gives you money after sleeping?

After eating half a bowl, Zhuang Mingyue lost her appetite.

Qingfeng Temple

She has been here.

That was the last place I went to when I returned to Russia.

When she went out, she was followed by bodyguards.

She got in the car and arrived at the foot of Qingfeng Temple. She looked up at the retro gate and saw three words written in black ink. However, after so many years, this door plaque was no longer as new as when she arrived.

The bodyguard reminded: "Miss, if you want to climb to the top, we can take the cable car."

Zhuang Mingyue shook her head, "No, go by yourself. Only when you pray to the Buddha can you get things done. If you don't want to leave, you don't have to follow me."

Bodyguard: "Miss, the president said that we will follow you wherever you go."

From here to the top of the mountain, there are a total of nine thousand steps, not counting the rugged and difficult mountain road. Back then... Zhuang Mingyue also walked up one step at a time like this.

The bodyguard reported Zhuang Mingyue's situation to Zhan Yan: "...Yes, it was the eldest lady who proposed to go up by herself. We couldn't stop her."

On the phone, Zhan Yan frowned, "I understand, keep an eye on her. If she feels unwell, bring her back to me immediately."

"Yes, President."

Zhanyan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, hung up the phone, put away the phone, and stared at the scenery outside the window.

This idiot, nine thousand steps, how long does it take for her to walk.

The costume designer's assistant opened the curtain, and everyone's eyes turned to her. Ying Yueyao was wearing a high-end custom-made white wedding dress, with a crown on her head, a veil hanging down, and With the makeup done by the makeup artist, Ying Yueyao never thought she would be more beautiful than she is now.

This wedding dress was designed by Ying Yueyao for herself. On the day he agreed four years ago, Ying Yueyao was ready to marry him.

It was obviously tighter than what she wore before, but it didn't matter, she could change it again, as long as the person she married in the end was him.

"Miss Ying, you are definitely the most beautiful bride I have ever seen."

"Yes! When you attend the wedding, you will definitely amaze everyone."

Ying Yueyao was shy and responded with a gentle voice: "Thank you."

Ying Yueyao wore high heels and walked towards his back step by step. Looking at her, she felt that her heart was about to jump out of her chest. She was right behind him. She was looking forward to Zhanyan's first look at him.

She tried and spoke carefully, "Zhan Yan, do I... look good?"

Hearing the voice, Zhan Yan turned around and looked at her...

Zhuang Mingyue walked for an hour and only walked a third of the way.

He looked up at the mountain peak, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and prepared to set off again.

"Miss, it's time for you to rest, there's still time."

Zhuang Mingyue: "We can't rest. We must dare to leave at dark."

What she meant was that after it was over, she still had to walk down the mountain.

The well-trained bodyguards began to admire the woman in front of them.

If she walked like this, her legs would be useless if not disabled.

When Zhuang Mingyue reached the top of the mountain, he had walked for nearly three hours.

Many people here are pilgrims who come to worship Buddha.

The host was wearing cassock and standing under the huge golden Buddha statue.

Zhuang Mingyue knelt on the tuanfu, but she had no thoughts. She no longer had what she wanted when she came.

In other words, Zhuang Mingyue now doesn't know what else she can ask for?

May your family be safe?

Her only father had given up on her and left.

friend…

They all get what they want and get what they want.

spouse…

Zhuang Mingyue had already thought that she would never get married in this life.

Yes!

Now she is alone, and her life is long gone. What else can she ask for?

Healthy and safe?

Can she still breathe and live?

"Amitabha, Donor Zhuang." The host suddenly spoke.

Zhuang Mingyue was a little surprised: "You...you still recognize me?"

"Donor Zhuang came here four years ago. Is he here now to fulfill his wish? Or is he seeking something else?"

The bodyguard inserted the incense in her hand into the incense burner, but she was still kneeling, with a look of despair and confusion in her eyes, "At the beginning, I only wanted the people around me to be safe and healthy. Now they are all living a good life, but There is another person, I don’t know if he is doing well, and I don’t know if I should pay him back.”

"This time I came here thinking about asking for something for myself, but...when I really asked for something, I found that I couldn't ask for anything at all."

Host: "Amitabha, Donor Zhuang is very much like a person I met many years ago. She was pregnant at the time, and she prayed for her husband's safety first and that her child was well."

"When Lao Na asked her, why didn't she ask for what she wanted?"

"The female donor at that time was also a kind-hearted person like you."

Zhuang Mingyue asked curiously: "Will she come again later?"

The host shook his head.

"Why don't you think about it, does Donor Zhuang have any other unfulfilled wishes?"

wish?

Her biggest wish is to have a child, the child she has never met once after giving birth.

That child was the only pain in her life.

Zhuang Mingyue shook her head, "What I want, maybe even the Buddha can't do anything about it. This time I think I'm here to fulfill my wish."

Zhuang Mingyue kowtowed three times and then stood up.

"The benefactor Zhuang has his own destiny."

"Thank you."

After Zhuang Mingyue left, the host stared at Zhuang Mingyue's back for a long time.

"I hope you won't follow the path of Buyan Donor, Amitabha."

Anyone who has finished praying can stay here to have a bowl of vegetarian food before leaving.

The bodyguard reminded: "Miss, it's getting late now. We should go down the mountain. It will be dark and the road will be difficult to walk."

"There's no rush." ​​No matter how difficult the road is, she has walked through it.