Substitute Attack and Scum Shou Your Majesty

Before the door was closed, the moonlight outside the house was shining brightly, spreading in the courtyard, and then turning into the house.

Shi Yin hadn't moved since A Luan circled him.

Shi Yin finally raised his hand until a gust of cool night wind came in from outside the door, blowing over his body and cooling down all his emotions.

He cleared Aluan's arm that was still hanging on his shoulder, and helped Aluan sit back against the back of the chair, all movements were gentle.

A Luan closed her eyes and didn't move any more, she just obediently leaned against the back of the chair, closed her eyes, and seemed to have fallen asleep.

Shi Yin stood up slowly, but still looked at A Luan, his eyes seemed to fall on A Luan's lips involuntarily.

The slightly parted lips were moist and slightly red, and the redness became deeper as it went to the center.

Maybe it felt dry, so Aluan stuck out the tip of her tongue and licked her lips, and then smacked her lips lightly, like a child, and pursed her lips again, leaving behind a glistening and beautiful smile. The scene, reflecting the bright candle color, dazzles people's eyes, as if...

Shi Yin suddenly came back to his senses, and immediately looked away, looking at the cold moonlight outside the door.

He should be alone...

Shi Yin glanced at A Luan again, just glanced past, and tightly clenched the hand hanging by his side, but soon let go.Withdrawing his gaze, Shi Yin didn't stop any longer, turned around and went out, walking all the way to the back door.

Tonight, it is not suitable for A Luan to stay with him...

Shi Yin walked to the back door, and when he caught a glimpse of the decayed door bolt leaning against the corner of the wall, he paused for a moment, but Shi Yin quickly averted his gaze, and raised his hand to pull the door.

I opened the door, but there was nothing outside the door, there was no frame, let alone a figure.

At this moment, Shi Yin remembered that he never knew how Aluan came and went to him in the past, and he never asked...

He doesn't know anything except A Luan, who is 17 years old.

Shi Yin pursed the corner of his lower lip, and that strange irritability emerged again, as if he could still feel the touch at that moment.

Warm, moist, and slightly red...

Shi Yin suddenly closed his eyes, and silently recited the Buddha's name several times in his heart, trying to suppress everything that should not be said.

Suddenly, the wind passed by my ears, and a bell rang from nowhere.

Shi Yin opened his eyes, and there were empty streets and alleys in front of him.

It was lonely.

Standing there, Shi Yin could only hear the night breeze, but there was no other sound.

Without looking any further, Shi Yin closed the door, turned around and went back to the front.

A Luan was still sitting there, leaning against the back of the chair, huddled into a ball aggrieved.

Shi Yin closed the door, walked over to pick up A Luan, and sent her to the bedroom.

When she put it down, probably because of the movement, all the clothes around A Luan's waist were pushed up, exposing a narrow waist.

Shi Yin wanted to avoid his sight, but was caught by the traces on it.

A Luan's skin was white, and at this moment there were two or three black and blue finger marks printed on the skin on the side of the waist, which were even more eye-catching against the surroundings.

This is what he left behind just now.

Shi Yin stretched out his hand, curled his fingers and retracted it again, squeezed it tightly, no longer looked at it, just pulled the thin quilt beside him, covered A Luan, then turned around and left the bedroom, and went straight into the meditation room.

He must be quiet.

The moon was setting and the sun was rising, and when Shi Yin opened his eyes again, the meditation room was already filled with the faint light of morning light.

He had sat quietly all night, but just stepped out of the meditation room and stood in front of the bedroom door, his heart beat suddenly and inexplicably, restlessly.

Shi Yin slid down the bead on his wrist and held it tightly in his hand, obviously there is no sharp point, but at this moment it is sharp.

Pushing open the door of the bedroom, it was quiet inside, Shi Yin also breathed lightly, and walked to the bedside.

The bed was empty.

Aluan has already left.

Shi Yin suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, but there was another place in his heart that suddenly sank down, unable to speak out.

A Luan is gone... that's fine.

Yeah.

Seeing the mess on the bed, Shi Yin pursed his lower lip, put Dai Zhu back on his wrist, and bent down to straighten the bedding.

He has always slept well, and there are only some indentations on the bed he slept on, and it won't look like this.

I don't know what kind of sleep Aluan was like last night.

Just as he was thinking, Shi Yin saw a piece of paper half-pressed under the pillow, with a round handwriting, it was A Luan's characters.

Only four words were written on it.

Stay tonight.

Keep the door open?Shi Yin folded the note and rubbed it into the palm of his hand, he would not keep it, nor could he keep it.

It would be best for him to see Aluan again.

Shi Yin always said what he said.

At nightfall that night, Aluan came to the Vihara just as she had promised, stood outside the door, and knocked on the door lightly.

A Luan shouted into the room through the door, "Shi Yin... Shi Yin... are you asleep? I'm coming, you open the door..."

"Didn't you agree to leave the door for me? Shi Yin..."

Shi Yin was standing behind the door right now, the room was pitch black, and he just stood there, quietly, without making a sound, and had no intention of opening the door.

He can't open the door.

He couldn't open the door for A Luan.

Aluan has Aluan's way to go, and he is also a person who wants to return to Buddhism.

He and A Luan are not on the same path.

Outside the door, A Luan was still knocking to call him, but the movement was very small, as if he didn't want to disturb anyone else.

Shi Yin stood inside the door and waited.

Aluan left.

Shi Yin also turned around and entered the Zen room.

The weather is getting hotter day by day, and the lotus ponds in the backyard are unconsciously in full bloom.

A gust of wind came and went, bringing the fragrance of lotus and lotus all over the courtyard.

Shi Yin never went back to his bedroom, but kept meditating in the meditation room, facing the meditation wall all day long, chanting scriptures silently.

A Luan would knock on the door every three to five times, and it was always at night. Later, the interval was longer, and the night was still chosen, but it was later or earlier.

Every time A Luan came, Shi Yin stood behind the door and waited.

He didn't know what he was waiting for.

Maybe it was waiting for A Luan to leave, maybe it was waiting for something else...

Shi Yin couldn't figure it out.

He read the scriptures many times, but he just read them many times, and he couldn't understand those Buddhist principles at all.

But once upon a time—he knew it all too well.

But now, he only reads the scriptures many times, and then thinks of Aluan.

Thinking of the black and blue finger marks on the skin of A Luan's waist, thinking of A Luan's tears and red eyes, thinking of A Luan's lips touching the corner of his mouth...

Thinking of this, Shi Yin felt that his whole body was going to burn up, and he couldn't control it.

No matter how depressed you are, it won't work.

On this day, he was still meditating in the meditation room facing the meditation wall, and the surroundings were quiet.

Suddenly, the door of the meditation room was pushed open.

Shi Yin heard the movement.

But he still didn't move, he couldn't think about who was coming, and then, he was suddenly hugged from behind.

At that moment, there was nothing in my mind, only the blazing heat that would annihilate people.

That kind of heat spread to the bone and blood, making every part of him boil.

Shi Yin could feel his body sweating.

A Luan tilted her head and leaned on his shoulder, pressed against his earlobe, and said softly: "Shi Yin, why don't you always let me in?"

The innocent voice was full of grievances.

Shi Yin felt his whole body relax for a moment.

He pursed his lips, unable to say a word.

A Luan seemed to have discovered something, suddenly stretched out a finger, and slid it down Shi Yin's forehead, all the way to his chin, covered with wet fingers, A Luan blinked and asked: "Shi Yin, what are you doing?" Are you sweating?"

"Is it hot in the Zen room?"

The author has something to say:

【Comment from head teacher】

A Luan: This student is pretending to be naive and very coquettish. I suggest you engage in a job that requires a lot of acting skills.Example: Emperor.

Shi Yin: This student is pretending to be a scumbag in order to fall in love. Suggestions... Suggestions are useless. They are too assertive, and they don't listen to them.

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[A brief review of provincial characters]

Han Zongyan: Matchmaker.

Sang Chenglin: Assist.

Returning to the clouds and returning to the rain: small assists.

The degree is false: a big assist.