In order to meet you - Sand Sea

That night, Yin Nanfeng came back, she was still wearing the same black dress, with a simple and neat ponytail, and holding a goblet, she found Zhang Rishan who was playing chess with Du Ruo.

She didn't say hello after entering the door, she casually found a chair by the window and sat down, shook her glass and said straight to the point: "Once you intervene, there will be many things in the future, as long as you intervene in, think about it later." Turning around is impossible."

Although she didn't explain clearly, Zhang Rishan knew that what she was talking about was about Gutong Jing. The Crescent Hotel was the site of the Yin family, and Yin Nanfeng had absolute control over it. As long as she wanted to know, someone would report to her about every detail. , She knew about what happened at the meeting yesterday almost immediately.

To be honest, Zhang Rishan's expectation that she could endure until now was a little bit beyond Zhang Rishan's expectation. He curled his lips and smiled silently. This little girl who was brought up by him has also grown up.

Zhang Rishan lowered his eyes and smiled, his eyes were calm but determined, "Is Zhang Rishan the kind of person who is afraid of things?"

Of course I know you are not!Yin Nanfeng felt a little anxious when he said that, she glanced at Zhang Rishan and turned her eyes to Du Ruo, "Just look at him like this and leave him alone?"

She was worried about him, Du Ruo raised her eyebrows and raised her eyes to smile, the white jade chess pieces on her fingertips landed on the chessboard and made a pleasant sound, her tone was unhurried: "He is Buddha's adjutant, he was more than 80 years ago, so Jiumen's He can't escape."

Of course, he didn't want to escape either.

This person always puts Buddha first in everything.

Yin Nanfeng rubbed the goblet in his hand and fell silent. She didn't know this, but she didn't say some things, and she didn't give up.

In the end, she took a sip of the wine in her glass, stood up and walked out: "That's all I've said, you can do whatever you want, I'm not the one who suffers in the end."

She is really a girl with a hard mouth and a soft heart. Du Ruo smiled. She has seen many people like Yin Nanfeng, like Xie Yuchen, like her elder brother and second brother. They get more, they are familiar with the world, and their hearts are hard and indifferent, but there is always someone who can easily tear off that hard shell and touch their soft hearts.

Just like Xie Yuchen believed in Wu Xie unconditionally, the eldest brother and the second brother doted on her unconditionally, and Yin Nanfeng's person was Zhang Rishan.

Does Zhang Rishan know what Yin Nanfeng is thinking?Du Ruo tilted her head to look at Zhang Rishan with downcast eyes. That's right, she, who has only met Yin Nanfeng a few times, can tell that Zhang Rishan, who has lived for a hundred years and seen so many things in the world and people's hearts, doesn't know.

Seeing Du Ruo looking at him, Zhang Rishan smiled: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Du Ruo shook his head and pointed to the chessboard: "You lost."

Zhang Rishan looked down at the chessboard, threw back the pieces in his hand, and waved to Du Ruo with a smile: "Come here."

"what happened?"

"I can't get you down, I can't get down," Zhang Rishan held Du Ruo in his arms, feeling his disturbed heart gradually calm down: "Go to bed early, and I will take you to a place tomorrow."

Last night, for some reason, Du Ruo suffered from rare insomnia, so she slept late. Zhang Rishan didn't bother her, and let her sleep until the sun was high. Just as she was about to go out after eating, she heard a slow knock on the door and came in: "President Zhang, Boss Qi came and said he wanted you to get a seal."

Zhang Rishan paused for Du Ruo's action of taking the clothes, "Ruo'er wait for me."

After such a delay by them, it was already afternoon when Zhang Rishan came out. Zhang Rishan came out of the office, took the materials handed in slowly and casually flipped through them, "Pay attention to what she is doing recently, and I will talk about the rest when I come back. "

Nodding respectfully in response, Zhang Rishan took Du Ruo's hand: "Let's go."

The car was driven by Zhang Rishan, and his speed was as steady as his men, and it took more than half an hour to stop in front of a temple.

"Jo'er, come down."

Du Ruo was a little surprised, how could the former Zhang Rishan come to the temple for nothing.

"Everywhere on the way home, head to hometown, Mrs. Buddha, this year is still safe and safe."

Du Ruo stood half a step behind Zhang Rishan, watching him devoutly offering incense.The usual mask of ancient well and no waves was gone, his eyes suddenly became vicissitudes, and even his back was a little more gloomy.

It hurts to be alone.

Whenever seeing Zhang Rishan like this, Du Ruo would feel that he was at a loss for words and could not think of suitable words to comfort him.

More than 80 years have passed, and he seems to be living like a Buddha, but he is even more lonely and fearless than the Buddha. He is used to seeing right and wrong, and he has cultivated such a calm mask, which makes the youthful and passionate And his smile is hidden in my heart together.

The old man is not there, and now the Nine Gates seem to be in harmony with each other. What he longs for in his heart is actually companionship.

"Adjutant brother..."

Zhang Rishan turned his head, looked at the little girl who was distressed, and suddenly smiled: "What's wrong?"

"I will accompany you."

Zhang Rishan stroked the hair of the person in his arms, and smiled contentedly: "Okay."

"Brother Adjutant," Du Ruo touched his face, "You really should smile more, you look good when you smile."

Zhang Rishan touched her hair with a smile and responded: "Okay, smile more."

"Brother Adjutant, do you believe in past and present lives?"

"Why do you ask about this?"

"Look at this," Du Ruo took out the A4 paper Du Beichen gave her from his pocket and handed it over.

Zhang Rishan took it and opened it to have a look, "This is?"

"I drew this," Du Ruo looked up with a smile while hugging Zhang Rishan's arm, "Can you tell who I drew?"

Zhang Rishan looked carefully, raised his eyebrows and said, "This is...me?"

"Brother Lieutenant's eyes are as bright as a torch," Du Ruo praised him a little, and then his eyes fell on the paper again: "Brother gave this to me a few days ago. He said that when I was five years old, I had a high fever and fell into a coma for three days. Three days and three nights, this is what I drew when I woke up."

Zhang Rishan looked at the paper thoughtfully.

"Brother Adjutant, I will come to you in the next life, and then we will also take a picture of Three Lives Three."

Du Ruo lowered her head and nestled in Zhang Rishan's arms, so she overlooked the complex light in his deep long eyes at the moment.

Some pain is enough once, and he doesn't want to try it a second time.