Chapter 3
Nan Chu nodded
Without turning his head, he asked, "Are you helping him, or are you helping yourself?"
Lin Luxiao propped himself against the car door, turned around, and saw a girl standing behind him. She was tall, slender, and strikingly beautiful, with sunlight illuminating her figure.
It is always like this
In the sweltering summer of July, the heat is unbearable, the sound of cicadas chirps among the treetops, sunlight pours down from above, the ground is scorched, and even a casual gust of wind feels suffocatingly hot
Nan Chu walked in and took a seat next to him
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Lin Luxiao furrowed his signature川字 brow and cast her a warning glance, implying—"You better behave yourself."
She lowered the brim of her hat, crouched down, and said to the person at the front, "Please tuck in your feet."
The dawn glimmers through the mist, and Nan Chu is simply dressed in a white T-shirt paired with black trousers. Her long legs are straight and slender, and she wears a gray lettered cap on her head as she walks along the winding mountain path, heading deeper into the forest.
He lowered his head and smiled slightly, his gaze mockingly shifting away as he turned and opened the car door to sit inside
She did not know where she found the courage to make this request to a strange adult man, but at that moment, she was acutely aware that the sense of security emanating from Lin Luxiao was what she longed for
The air pressure gradually decreased, and the man's breath enveloped her in front of her. The sudden intimacy caused Nan Chu to instinctively take a step back.
In the meditation room, an oil lamp was lit, casting a soft yellow light, and Nan Chu found herself staring at it for a while.
Everything is subject to fate
Two girls approached, one with short hair and the other with long hair. The girl with long hair had a charming appearance, her medium-length hair styled into a small bun at the back of her head, and she wore a light yellow dress, which was somewhat striking under the sunlight.
Nan first met Lin Luxiao when she was sixteen years old
He was dressed in a dark fireman's uniform, wearing a helmet, with a cold and hard expression. When he saw Nan Chu, he was clearly taken aback and said, "Why is it you again?"
The host seemed to sense something, still keeping his eyes closed, and said softly: "Every time you come to find me, you have something on your mind"
Nan Chu hung up the phone in despair, fully aware of how much Nan Yue disliked her
He withdrew his gaze, his voice extremely faint: "There is no phone."
That person was flustered and couldn't recall the name of that celebrity, "It's the one who was just brought in, the one who is in a coma from the burns!"
A fleeting encounter, if there is fate, it will be remembered
You speak. I, Nan Chu, am all ears.
By the time she woke up, she was already in the hospital
As soon as he turned his head, he saw the young lady tugging at her T-shirt, with a proud and playful expression: "Captain Lin, it's a couple's shirt."
Who would have thought, the young girl bravely puffed out her chest and declared, "I dare!"
Just as they were about to leave, Nan Chu suddenly grabbed him
The two individuals had attended a incense offering once, but Lin Luxiao naturally did not believe in such matters; he had not even stepped through the door at that time, making it quite a feat for the host to still remember.
While his teammates burst into laughter, Lin Luxiao gradually ceased to smile
The host, dressed in a dark robe, tucked his hands into his sleeves and closed his eyes, saying: "Do you have something on your mind?"
On the phone, Nanyue Ru's voice revealed no emotion, "Are you hurt?"
When will you take a vacation?" Nan Chu gazed at him intently
Is there more?
After listening to the meditation, the host invited her to finish her vegetarian meal. By the time Nan Chu descended the mountain, it was already evening
The two individuals approached the host and paid their respects. The long-haired girl glanced at Nan Chu and then asked the host, "Host, may I request the method of seeking fate today?"
Nan Chu feels quite good about himself
At that moment, the southern moon seemed to fly across the entire world, and she was the only one at home. Unbeknownst to her, an aging electrical line somewhere had caused a fire. When she regained consciousness, she was met with a blaze reaching the sky and smoke that stung her nose. It was Lin Luxiao who rescued her from the flames.
Years of grievances erupted in an instant
He brushed off the ash and continued to ask: "Where did you meet?"
Lin Luxiao instantly understood that this was yet another instance of temporary retreat, and he tugged at the corner of his mouth, "You're welcome"
The host finally came to a halt, turned around, and looked at her deeply, "Obsessed and unrepentant."
The host smiled gently and said, "Of course not."
Upon reaching the doorway, Nan Chu stepped over the threshold and asked, "Where is Captain Lin?"
Lin Luxiao lowered his head to take a glance; the young lady's palm was snow-white and delicate, with clear patterns in the palm and slender fingers, resembling the tips of bamboo shoots after the rain
What a coincidence
The Buddhist teachings discourage engaging in matters between men and women, what pleasant words do you wish to hear from me
Nanchu furrowed his brow, "Is there really nothing good?"
Qingchan Temple
As soon as I looked up, I saw Lin Luxiao's handsome face
See if it is possible to graft a piece of skin on; I am busy now, I will call you back when I have time
At that time, Lin Luxiao was 24 years old, and he was also a young man who could not take care of himself.
The head nurse's hands trembled as she dialed 119
Lin Luxiao crossed his arms and leaned against the car door, his furrowed brows indicating a hint of impatience. He glanced at Nan Chu, fished out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out, lit it, and retorted, "Do you know Lin Qi?"
Nan Chu lowered her head to look at her ankle, "There is nothing, just a burn on my foot. The doctor said it might leave a scar."
Immediately afterwards, a vehicle drove out of the film studio, departing amidst the anxious exhaust fumes.
The violin concert started at 6:00. When Nan Chu arrived, it had just begun, and the lights in the audience hall were already turned off. She glanced over and saw Lin Qi had already taken the stage with the violin tucked under his chin.
Nan Chu closely followed and happened to meet the person who was arriving
The host glanced and did not take it to heart: "Is it still because of those who attacked you?"
I have come to return the book. Having said that, Nan Chu pushed the scripture in her hand forward
Lin Luxiao leaned against the car door, smoking. Upon hearing this, he squinted and looked at her for a moment, took the cigarette from his lips, bent down to meet her gaze, his features suddenly magnified, with sword-like brows exuding a sense of heroism, deep black eyes, and lips pressed into a straight line, yet appearing to smile without actually smiling.
She nudged him with her elbow
Nan Chu felt that this girl looked familiar, and after taking a closer look, he remembered that she was the female doctor he had seen that night at the hospital and the library
Mount Jiumang, a Buddhist temple.
The host closed his eyes and sighed, remaining silent thereafter
The person did not move
The room was quiet for a while
That person did not move
8:00 AM
Having gone through a life-and-death catastrophe, although her relationship with her mother was not close, Nan Chu's first instinct was still to hear her mother's voice
The two medical students have visited many times
In the center of the courtyard stands a large black incense burner, emitting wisps of blue smoke
At that time, Nan Chu did not have a management team. Upon waking up, she immediately called Nan Yue Ru
The host was determined not to grant their request, and the two had no choice but to leave in anger
Help him
Nan Chu shook his head
After finishing the incense offering, Nan Chu arrived at the Prajna Hall, where a person was seated on the mat.
"Give me your phone number." Nan Chu extended a hand, palm open
Buddhism teaches that belief leads to existence, while disbelief leads to non-existence. They do not believe in Buddha, yet they come to seek Buddha. What do you think, will Buddha respond to them?
She is not considered a stranger
Milan
Why don't you calculate for them
When Nan Chu was rescued from the rooftop, he was still in a daze
Nanchu Four looked around and fixed his gaze on the last row
After many years of absence, the momentum is even more compelling
When the head nurse discovered that Nan Chu was missing, someone rushed in and shouted: "Hurry, hurry! Call 119, there is a young girl on the rooftop who wants to commit suicide"
The room was filled with a strong scent of sandalwood, intoxicating the senses. Nan Chu arranged the cushion well and sat cross-legged opposite her, replying: "It's alright."
Both individuals were mostly aware and somewhat annoyed. The short-haired girl rolled up her sleeves, wanting to argue with the host, but was stopped by the long-haired girl, "Is it about the time or not? You are just acting on your own will, aren't you?"
Nan Chudian nodded, "Much better."
The car stopped at the hillside
The man stood still, resembling a statue
Still no response
The car started, skimming over the ground, rolling through a wave of heat
The distance is closing in
A person got out of the car and ascended the hundred-step bluestone stairs along the hillside.
With hands clasped together, he replied: "The auspicious time for marriage has passed, please come again next time."
Captain Lin, please accept this foot.
Lin Luxiao was seen leaning back in the chair with his arms crossed, his long legs casually spread apart, his gaze lazily surveying her
Once the two individuals had walked far away, Nan Chu quietly asked, "Do you know them?"
The host then asked: "Is it because of Captain Lin?"
"Why are you running?" Nanchu looked up and asked again.
Lin Luxiao withdrew his hand and asked, "Is there anything else?"
Lin Luxiao was still bending over, with both hands in his pockets
The little girl timidly reported her safety over the phone, fearing that saying the wrong word would worry her mother
It was disconnected before three sentences could be spoken
Mount Jiumang, Qingchan Temple, transcending the world, a tranquil heart like a garden
On Saturday, a silver-gray minivan drove northward towards the outskirts of Beixun City, winding along the mountain road, leaving tracks in the dust.
Nan Chu took three incense sticks at the entrance, ascended the steps, and arrived at the small courtyard behind the temple. In the square courtyard, a young nun passed by carrying a water bucket and slightly bowed to her.
Nan Chu reached out and grabbed him
Nan Chu has struck again
No
The host, nearing sixty years of age, has a kind expression as he looks at her, "How is your sleep?"
However, when she stood at the edge of the rooftop, her hands and feet began to tremble, and she dared not move, standing there foolishly for half an hour
He took another puff, his Adam's apple bobbing, his gaze flicking to the side as he casually said: "Alright, the items have been delivered, I am leaving"
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Her heart skipped a beat
This is the way of the world, everything is like this
Quiet afternoon.
Fifth section
Nan Chudian lit the incense and walked into the hall, where not a soul was present. The sandalwood fragrance lingered in the air. At the entrance, three meditation cushions were placed. Looking up, in the center of the hall, the Buddha gazed with compassion.
Lin Luxiao turned around and saw the little girl staring at him with wide eyes, speaking in a low and muffled voice: "Is there a place for the injured to stay in your team? Or you can take me home, I can pay you."
The head nurse was startled, "Who is it?"
Nan Chu furrowed her brows and turned to look at him
As the conversation concluded, the young nun entered to serve tea
The man's bare chest was hard and strong; when she grasped it, it felt as if she were holding onto a block of iron, solid and warm to the touch
The performance officially begins
The two individuals got off the low table and walked outside
Mom, there was just a fire at home, but I'm fine now...
The two exchanged a glance, unwilling to leave, "Host, you say this every time!"
He looked at her for two or three seconds before slowly retracting his foot
This time, Nan Chu was instead surprised: "You still remember him."
Upon hearing this, the host turned to look at her for a moment and said, "Yes."
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The gaze of the person beside had returned to the stage, and Nan Chu turned her head to observe him. He had changed into casual clothes, a simple white t-shirt and black pants, presenting a clean and neat appearance. However, the taut line of his jaw seemed to convey a message—"Do not approach."
Today there will be a Zen talk, let us go listen together. As the saying goes, if you cannot silence others, then cover your own ears. The voices that attack you will naturally fade away, and retribution will come to those who do wrong.
All affectionate relationships are impermanent and difficult to sustain. From love arises sorrow, and from love arises fear. If one is free from love, there is neither sorrow nor fear.
Looking at your complexion, it seems you have been doing well lately said the host
After she went out and closed the door, Nan Chu asked, "Does Buddhism talk about marriage fate?"
The evening glow spreads across the mountains and fields.
Lin Luxiao found this girl amusing, lacking any sense of crisis, so he jokingly teased, "I will take you home, do you dare?"
Through the lush green bamboo forest, one can faintly see the reddish-brown small eaves. Upon reaching the intersection, a red-brown plaque hangs horizontally above the gatehouse, weathered by wind and sun, showing extensive damage, with large square characters embedded in the center.
The host also stated: "Life is filled with eight sufferings: birth, aging, illness, death, the sorrow of separation from loved ones, the pain of resentment and hatred, the inability to obtain what one desires, and the inability to let go. All four sufferings arise from love."
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Thank you for your trouble. Nan Chu lowered his head.
The Taoist temple and the Buddha's light are both related to human connections
The moment Nan Chu hung up the phone, thoughts of suicide crossed his mind
Nan Chuchong respectfully performed a bow, and the person at the mat opened their eyes, gestured to Nan Chu, and handed over a mat.