Chapter 1569 (1/2)

In a foreign country and a foreign land, Luo Qianqian could still hear Chinese. He was almost as happy as seeing his relatives and nodded repeatedly.

”Has he come yet?”

The monk shook his head and said in poor Chinese.

”He hasn't arrived yet.”

Luo Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he didn't miss it.

”Then Can I wait here? ”

The Indian monk nodded, then went back to chant sutras, leaving her in the temple.

Luo Qianqian looks at the rain and finds a secluded place to shelter from the rain. He is bored to hold the fate Angel hanging on the bag and caress the pointed hat of the puppet to mutter to himself.

”He'll be here soon, won't he?”

Last time I ran to San Marlowe, I was crazy again.

She would never have done such a crazy thing before.

However, since his appearance, she has done the things that she did not dare to think of again and again.

The rain outside is gradually heavy. Luo Qianqian looks at the god Shiva in the temple and prays devoutly. The person she is waiting for must appear.

Just as she was praying sincerely with her hands together, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside.

She suddenly opened her eyes and stood up. She thought it was Gu yunche, but in came the Indian girl who had just helped her guide her way.

The girl came running in in panic, clutching her arm tightly and hiding behind her, as if seeking shelter.

”What happened?”

The girl said a lot, but it's still Indian. Luo Qianqian didn't understand a word.

She remembered that the monk she had just met knew Chinese, so she took the girl to go to the monk and asked him to help translate what the girl wanted to say.