Chapter 2023

Cold Shutong out of the door, in accordance with the other party's hint route, in the twinkling of an eye came to the store nearby.

She bought two sets of ordinary sportswear and sneakers for Xize. When she planned to return, she was not surprised to see the wheat yellow roof of the lover's temple.

Cold Shutong walked towards the lover's temple.

A few minutes later, she stood in front of the wishing tree full of lovers' cards, looked up at the red line on the branch, hesitated and strode over the threshold of the temple.

At this time, there are many people in the temple.

Countless men and women are standing in the hall, in addition to worship the old moon, but also waiting to sign.

Leng Shutong looked at the line outside the door, pondered, and stood at the end.

This wait is forty minutes.

When it was her turn, the sky was already shining, and the setting sun also showed the coming of night.

Leng Shutong felt that he was probably lucky.

Because she is the last believer to ask for a lot today.

The place to ask for the autograph is the autograph Pavilion in the inner hall of the temple.

There was a curtain between the monk who was sitting opposite her.

"This benefactor, please put your hands together, get rid of the distractions, make a sincere wish, and then shake it to ask for the autograph."

Leng Shutong did it one by one.

When she shakes the barrel, with a wooden stick falling, her heart is also nervous.

The monk reached out from behind the curtain and motioned to her to pass the wooden sign.

Leng Shutong saw with his own eyes that on the top of the wooden stick, there was a sign on the middle.

It turned out that... Was not lucky enough to be signed.

Signature: I'm from sangzhong, I'm from Shanggong, I'm from qishang.

Leng Shutong held his breath while waiting for the signature to be released.

About a few minutes later, the master handed out a piece of rice paper.

It was written in neat regular script: sincerity is the key to the heart, and affection is the key to the heart; Two hearts are not happy, it is useless to force.

"Benefactor, the signature has been finished. Please go back."

Leng Shutong thanks and leaves the temple step by step with rice paper.

Her eyes are always fixed on the last sentence of rice paper: two hearts are not happy, it is useless to force.

Is that what God meant? It's meant to tell her not to ask any more

All of Leng Shutong's beliefs nearly disintegrated at this moment.

Because I firmly believe that the temple of lovers is very smart, so I took the risk to ask for a lot.

The final result was as like as two peas.

Han Yunting is the source of her affection. It seems that it is useless for her to force her.

Does it work? It's really smart!

Leng Shutong went back to the B & B, and when she opened the door, she found that Xize had already fallen asleep on her bed.

Without a word, she put down the bag, turned and left the room again.

On the balcony in front of the B & B door, Leng Shutong sits alone under the umbrella. The rice paper in her hand is crumpled, but she still refuses to put it down.

After a long time, she took a picture with her mobile phone, opened wechat, and sent it to Yan Shiqi.

She added: Seventeen, I may... Give up!

After wechat was sent, Yan Shiqi replied quickly.

17： What is this?

Stone: the signature translation of the temple of lovers.

17： Shu Tong, don't believe those temples' bidding. In fact, they are not allowed.

Leng Shutong looked at the news from seventeen and couldn't help laughing bitterly.

Stone: is it appropriate for you to say that about your own temple?

A few seconds later, Yan Shiqi sent several question marks.

17： I don't have a temple[ [fright]