general actor

The general said, Abbot, I left him back then because I wanted him to live well.

The abbot sat upright in front of the low table, with his eyes closed, turning the beads one by one in his hands.

The abbot raised his eyes indifferently, benefactor, you say.

The actor thought he had forgotten about that person, but he wanted to covet the warmth of his embrace.The actor recited the Heart Sutra and warned himself, that person can only give him heartache, how can he be greedy for pleasure and hurt again?

But that man had never been so servile.In my memory, he was gentle but strong, with a strong body, why was he so fragile?

The actor opened his eyes and looked at the Buddha statue, feeling confused, and said softly, "Buddha, Buddha, when will you stop thinking about it?"

The actor knelt in front of the Buddha quietly, with the scriptures and scrolls under the green lantern, and the Zen robe trailed behind him.

The mortal world rises again, and it is noisy for a moment.

The heavy wooden door opened with a creak, and the abbot walked in, looking at the calm back of the actor's head.The abbot asked, child, don't you want to know.

The actor said, everything has already happened, what happens now is useless.

The abbot's eyes fell on the Buddha statue, and sighed, you know, he has been asleep for seven years, and when he thought he was about to die, he pushed the person he loved the most away.

Let me tell you a story, boy.said the abbot.

Gently, the story of the general permeates the voice of the abbot who has experienced vicissitudes of life, and unfolds.

Once upon a time there was a crazy man...

The abbot said, child, do you understand?He said that for you, he played the last scene with the pregnant drug girl next to the ghost doctor in southern Xinjiang. He wanted you to forget him and continue your previous life.

He just fell asleep like this for seven years.Fortunately, God knew that his life should not end here. Yao Nu found a prescription and continued his life for seven years, making him wait for the antidote.

He said he found a jar of sweet-scented osmanthus wine, and finally decided to come to you.

Did you know that when he first woke up, he couldn't even stand firmly, but he insisted on drinking that sweet-scented osmanthus wine every day, treating it like a treasure.

Why... because of you, because of you.

Tears fell from the quivering eyelashes of the kneeling man to the clean ground, and the actor could no longer maintain his indifferent pretense.

The actor said, I have insisted on it for so many years, and I never wanted to believe that he made me such a deep and far-reaching promise, but he could forget it once and see it as a cloud of smoke.

Seven years of time failed to make him give up.Today, I can finally feel relieved and finally smile.

The string has been broken, but the sound has not stopped.Fortunately, it's not over yet.

The actor stood up, pushed open the wooden door, and walked out.

The abbot watched the actor walking towards that person's back step by step, and said with a smile, I knew it a long time ago, and you never forgot.

The young monk who heard some conversations outside the door came in, with a complicated look on his face, and said, the abbot, his sweetheart, is actually a man.

The abbot smiled, yes.

The little monk asked, "My disciple doesn't understand. Isn't he himself a man?"this……

The abbot turned around, and the cassock brushed the ground: so what?People in this world, whether they are outside the world of mortals or in the secular world, whether they fall in love with a man or a woman or are single, it is their own freedom.What's wrong with those two people who have given and endured so much for each other and can only smile deeply when they spend their lives with each other?

The little monk looked at the abbot half-understood, the abbot just pushed open the wooden door and stepped out, looked up at the bright sky, and frowned: What's more, old monk, a monk, let the person who should be in the world of mortals Going back to the world of mortals is also a good thing.

The author has something to say: As a rotten woman without rotten woman cancer, I hold the concept of abbot [serious face]

Tomorrow's grand finale hahaha!