When I arrived at the restaurant, I saw breakfast and a light blue note on the table in the restaurant, which read: Dear, we went to the hospital to see our father today. Remember to have breakfast when we get up.

Cailian was filled with spring breeze and was already happy. The words "Our Father" were enough to make her happy for several days. In the rice cooker on the dining table, there were steaming lean vegetables and fried ham and eggs. Cailian, who had been hungry, chewing sausages in big mouthfuls, and then drank the fragrant porridge, her stomach was warm and her mouth was fragrant. The ringtone of the phone had to make Cailian temporarily put down the bowls and chopsticks in her hand. The phone was called by a friend's Public Security Bureau, telling Cailian that the unfortunate news was: her good friend Wen Luan had unfortunately passed away, and the cause of the deceased's death was very similar to Dr. Zhang.

Something happened again, Wen Luan...

Cailian felt so heartbroken that she couldn't help but burst into tears, and her cheeks were silently covered with tears...

Cailian decided to go around the temple to at least make herself feel at ease.

After bowing devoutly to the temple gate, he slowly walked towards the Main Hall, "Donor, please stay." Cai Lian turned his head suspiciously, "Master?"

Then he politely folded his hands together and bowed to the master in the temple.

"Donor, there have been strange things at home recently."

"How did Master know?" Cai Lian was a little surprised.

"Donor, you are full of resentment. Everything has a cause and a result. Those who leave will not be able to let go."

"Master, is there a way to crack it?" Cailian's voice was crying.

"Oh, the secret of heaven is all destined. If the donor can let go of the world, he should save his life. Otherwise... the donor will do it himself, Namo Amitabha." The monk turned and left.

Tears slid silently from Cailian's big eyes, slowly walked towards the circulation of the temple, invited Guanyin, Buddhist beads and peace talismans, and went home with great thoughts.

No one noticed two shadows appearing behind Cailian on the bus, and she said evilly, "Since the monks say it is cause and effect, don't think of living a stable life. If you invite Buddhist beads and Guanyin, I am not afraid of you, so I don't believe that you will be willing to become a monk."

When Cailian returned home, her mother and her boyfriend were both at home. The mother looked at Cailian who walked into the door, holding the red cloth in her hand and showed irregular triangle shapes. She understood in her heart, "Xiaolian, let's put the Buddha statue you invited back into the Buddhist temple."

"Yeah." Cai Lianlian answered weakly.

The night falls again to every corner of the city. The city becomes quiet after the hustle and bustle of the day. Many people don’t know what kind of stories will be brewed under the quiet night sky and what can be hidden in the dark.

The moonlight poured out from the gaps in the untightened curtains. In my sleep, Cailian seemed to hear bursts of laughter. It seemed that someone was talking to her, and it seemed that someone was approaching her. When the bell rang at twelve o'clock, Lu Cailian opened her eyes without white eyes.

The hospital was so quiet at night. Cailian's figure appeared in the hospital corridor. The place she passed by was dragging a long black air, which was a symbol of resentment.

Lu Wenguang, who was in the senior ward, had fallen asleep. No one knew his dream at this time. Cailian bent down and gently opened her white lips. Lu Wenguang's nose was filled with gas like a river.

Soon, his face was full of smug smile, and Lu Wenguang's face began to turn pale on the bed. He grabbed the quilt's hand, then slowly let go...

Lu Cailian looked at the man on the hospital bed with satisfaction, as if she had nothing to do with her, but she still said softly: "Dad, I'm back. Have you ever thought of me occasionally? Forget it, it doesn't matter if you don't want to. There are always some people who have to die. This is also the mistake you made back then, and you should repay it now."

At night, people are always quiet after falling asleep. Cailian looked out the window with red eyes, smiling and falling asleep...

When Han Liren got up early in the morning, he looked at Cailian who was sleeping. He didn't know when his girlfriend came back, because he clearly remembered that he drank too much water yesterday. Unexpectedly, when he got up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, his girlfriend was not by his side.

Han Liren rubbed his eyes and felt a little awake. He seemed to feel that his girlfriend had not been by his side in the past few days, and he was not sure, so he lay in his ear and said, "Cai Lian, why didn't I see you last night?"

"Hmm?" Cailian's face was a little stiff. It was really unpleasant to be woken up by someone in her sleep. So she said, "You snore yesterday and I couldn't sleep, so she went to the study."

"It seems that I didn't see you the day before yesterday." Han Liren tried to keep smiling to control his inner anxiety because he never snored since he went to bed.

"How is it possible? You remembered it wrong." Cailian raised the corners of her mouth slightly upward, and she held her hair casually behind her ears with her right hand.

"Where do I give you a hairpin?" Asked indifferently, only Han Liren and Cailian knew that Cailian always bought all kinds of hairpin to jamm her hair that flew from time to time, even when she was sleeping.

"Let's put it on the bedside." Cailian replied casually.

"oh……"

The ringtone of the phone interrupted the conversation between the two people: "Hello?!" Lu Cailian answered the phone.

After a while, Lu Cailian screamed, not only when Han Liren was shocked, but also shocked her mother and Xiao Ai who had just walked to the door outside.

The mother complained: "Xiaolian, what were you doing this morning?"

"Mom, Xiao Ai..." Cailian sobbed with tears on her face.

"What's wrong."

"Dad, I've passed away. I just called the hospital."

It turned out that silence was also terrifying. Han Liren's heart seemed to have been pounding a few times, and the mother and daughter didn't have time to say anything and go straight to the hospital.

Han Liren, who was stunned for a while, was powerless. There were too many strange things recently. Xiao Ai said weakly: "Mr. Han, do you want to go to the temple to take a look?"

"Medites? Can it really work?" Atheism was not so firm at this time.

"Go." Xiao Ai said softly: "I think there will be a solution."

The bell of the temple rang at noon. As soon as he walked into the temple, Han Liren didn't know whether it was a psychological effect or something. Anyway, his heart was clear and he felt much cooler. He quickly stopped a little novice monk and asked, "Master, can I meet the abbot?"

"Please follow me, donor."

The little novice monk led the way, and Han Liren followed closely. Today, the abbot specifically told him that someone would come to find him. This person was deeply lost and his life was worrying. He just wanted to give him a little bit.

Han Liren followed the little shaman almost across the entire temple, and there was a very small thatched house in the most remote corner of the temple.

The little novice clasped his hands together, then fell to the side and said, "Donor, please."

Han Liren knocked on the door lightly, and a full voice came from inside: "Please come in."

Han Liren pushed open the door. The room was furnished simply. On the left was a bed. The elderly monk sat cross-legged in the center of the bed. Next to the bed was a bookshelves, which were covered with books about Buddhism.

"Amitabha." The abbot's voice was very thick.

Han Liren quickly withdrew his gaze and bowed slightly to the abbot: "Master."

"Donor, his face is dark and his expression is tired. I am afraid of trouble at home. I have a few peace talismans given to the donor." The abbot said as his left hand reached towards Han Liren, with a triangle on his palm, and there were strange red patterns on it.

Han Liren almost took the peace talisman with lightning speed and said gratefully: "Thank you."

"The donor, emptiness is color, color is emptiness, Buddhism is a quiet place, so it is better to let go of the world. Everything in the world has nothing to do with the owner."

"The master wants to persuade me to become a monk?"
Chapter completed!