C65 (1/2)
”You didn't sleep well?” Xiang Qicheng said softly as he raised his hand to stroke the dark green light in front of her eyes.
A refreshing feeling unique to a man spread out from his fingertips. Chu Yu immediately became much more clear-headed, ”I don't know what happened last night, but I had a bad dream all night …”
Stretching his neck, an aching pain hit him. Chu Yu raised his white hands and knocked on his neck gloomily.
”What are your plans for today?” Xiang Qicheng changed the topic. Her long fingers held onto the porcelain white coffee cup as she took a sip, and a bitter taste spread across her tongue.
After being asked like that, Chu Yu was stunned for a moment: ”I should be home reading.”
On the weekend, Rui Ni had to go see a customer, but he had not returned to the company yet, so he naturally had time to rest.
”Then you clean up after breakfast, I'll take you somewhere.” Xiang Qicheng put down the newspaper in his hand, stood up and walked towards his room.
”Where to?” Chu Yu raised his head in a hurry and swallowed the porridge in his mouth.
The man didn't even turn his head. ”You'll know in a while.” The door was shut tight.
Chu Yu gloomily stirred the meat porridge in his bowl with his spoon and looked at the door that was tightly shut. He did not even tell where he was going, why did he think that he would go with him?
A gust of wind blew across the bamboo forest, bringing with it a faint fragrance of bamboo leaves.
Less than 100 meters away from the bamboo forest was an ancient temple that was neatly surrounded by felled bamboo. Around the ancient temple were Chinese people coming and going, and a few of them had the faces of foreigners.
Just like that, Chu Yu stood in front of the ancient temple, the smell of smoke and fire coming from the temple made her feel like she was in a country, especially the bamboo forest and the ancient temple's architecture, it was completely a standard Chinese temple, could it be that foreigners believed in buddhas too?
”This ancient temple was personally built by a Chinese immigrant. It's been more than a hundred years since it was renovated at the beginning of this year.” Maybe he had seen through Chu Yu's thoughts, Xiang Qicheng indifferently explained.
”No wonder …” Chu Yu muttered and looked around. The ancient temple looked like it had just been completed and everything looked brand-new. The red paint on the walls was spotless and reflected light.
However, as they walked further in, the ancient temple's main hall seemed somewhat desolate. At least compared to its outer appearance, it seemed to be much more dilapidated.
The floor was gray concrete, and most of the walls in the hall were mottled and peeling off. The color had changed, and a corner of the hall was occupied by spider webs.
Lifting his eyes, he saw a huge golden Buddha statue on the third flight of stairs. The golden sunlight shone through the small window in the high wall and onto the Buddha statue. The golden halo made the Buddha statue look as if it was coated with a layer of gold.
”Anitto …” A clear and loud voice came from behind him. Chu Yu turned to look and saw a young monk dressed in a white robe with delicate features walking towards him while holding a scripture in his hand.
”Benefactor, this way please.” The young monk stretched out his hand and pointed with a slight bow.
Chu Yu could not help but look at him a few more times, with curiosity in his eyes. Even if his hair was shaved, it didn't reduce his handsomeness by one bit. On the contrary, it made his features seem more solid and straight. His thin lips were pursed tightly, and under his loose sleeves were his fair and slender hands, with distinct joints.
Tsk tsk, he's so handsome, why is he so unlucky! Chu Yu shook his head, his eyes filled with regret.
Perhaps he had noticed Chu Yu's gaze that was lingering for a long time, the young monk pursed his lips and quickened his pace.
”What are you always staring at people for?” Xiang Qicheng's low voice sounded, her tone carrying obvious displeasure.