Believe in their own intuition, stubborn people do not cry tired, fall in love with you, I do not retreat. ——"Preference"
Teng has been back on track, and those different voices have disappeared with the emergence of Teng Yiyang.
Sleeping treasure is at the Bei's house in city B. Teng Yiyang and Ji An'an are going to pick him up in the next few days.
But before that, Ji'an felt that there was something he had to tell him clearly.
She knew that he had always kept this matter in his mind. If he did not untie it, he might become a knot in his heart.
One afternoon, Ji An is arranging flowers. He is helping with the bookcase.
She didn't care to mention, "Yi Yang, are you free today?"
Teng Yiyang side face to her curved lips, "as long as you are free, I am free."
She also returned with a smile, "then accompany me to Qingshan temple again."
The book in the hand "pa" to fall to the ground, the arc rigid in the corner of the mouth.
He bent over to pick it up, with his back to her, drooping his eyelids, and his voice was normal, "I suddenly remembered that there was something to deal with, you..."
His back was pasted with a soft body, and his words were hoarse in his throat.
Ji'an put his hand around his waist, put his face on his sweater and coaxed him to say, "go, I'll show you the master. I've made an appointment with him."
Teng Yiyang tightly pursed his lips. After a full minute, he began to speak hard, "good."
They stood again on the 108 steps.
Teng Yiyang squinted at the mountain gate and held her hand as if swearing, "An'an, no matter what he said this time, I will not let you go."
He came because he didn't want to turn down his beloved's request.
As for whether to believe or not, it is his freedom, and the gods and Buddhas can't control it.
Ji'an was closely related to him, "good."
With her words, he was a little relieved.
Qingshan temple, quiet.
There was a monk in green standing under the bodhi tree. When he heard the sound, he turned around and saw the two people. His hands were folded and he said "Amitabha.".
He is kind and kind, and has the appearance of great wisdom.
Ji an introduced Teng Yiyang to him after seeing him.
The master nodded with a smile, "some newly fried tea. Would you like to have a drink with me, benefactor Teng?"
Teng Yiyang nods lightly.
Ji An watched them leave and went to the main hall.
An hour later, when Ji'an was standing under the marriage tree, footsteps came from behind.
As soon as she turned around, she was hugged.
The familiar green grass fragrance, ear is his intense heartbeat.
"An'an, the master said, the doom between us has been resolved, and we don't have to worry about it in the future." He hugged her tightly, ecstatic.
Ji An grinned and bent his eyes
Before this time, she had gone up the mountain alone.
So this time, she brought him peace of mind.
She didn't want him to be worried about his gains and losses every day.
After they released, Ji'an took out something and put it on tiptoe, "this is the peace Charm I asked for just now."
Teng Yiyang bent down to cooperate with her movements.
He looked at the eye Ping'an Fu, then took her hand, his forehead against her forehead, and laughed from the heart, "thank you, daughter-in-law."
It was the happiest day of his life.
Ji An looks at the smirking man, helpless and sweet.
Yu Guang looked at the tree beside her, and she suggested, "let's hang a red ribbon on the marriage tree."
Legend has it that when a man and a woman in the world get married, they tie a red line to each other, and then they meet, meet, know and love each other.
Teng Yi Yang touched her head, doting smile, "good."
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