Chapter 4 — Buddha Dai Spring Course

Immediately I saw a figure, standing silently in front of the bed. Just for a moment. Memories are like nightmares revived. Breathing also stopped. I'm so familiar with that person. Even though it was just a shadow. "She still managed to sleep." The jade Buddha necklace in Huyen Triet's hand made soft rattling sounds. His voice was calm. Didn't hear any joy or anger. The cold sweat all over my body was blown by the wind, chilling me to my bones. I tremblingly reached out my hand to feel for the porcelain pillow. Despite everything thrown straight at him. At the same time, he ran out barefoot. If you find the elder sister, you can be saved! Behind the back. Cold fingers grabbed the collar at the back of my neck. He yanked me back. "Second Miss Ngu, are you so guilty?" "It seems like you really disobeyed the poor monk's advice." I was forced to lean against the window sill. Heart pounding continuously. There was no way back anymore. "No! I haven't done anything!" I tried to struggle out of his big hand that was holding me tightly. He pressed even closer. Hold me tightly in front of his chest. Under the moonlight, the silhouettes of two people entangled each other. It's like an unresolved grudge from a previous life. I slowly stopped struggling and asked desperately: "What do you want?" He silently stared at me. Coldly looking at my tears, rolling down my cheeks. 13 Actually, in my previous life... I used to like him. After we got married, we lived together for a few years and gradually got along. To be honest, marrying him is not bad. His backyard is only me. There is no need to deal with messy relationships in the future, we can be ourselves at will. I dig clay myself and bake it into small bowls shaped like dogs and cats. Place on the windowsill. Plant green grass, grow into a small clump, looks extremely lovely. We split bamboo slats and make paper kites. On windy spring days, take them out into the yard and release them. I also know how to weave locusts from green grass. Then weave a tiny bamboo basket, fill it with wildflowers, and hang it under the eaves. The wind blew. The bamboo bell below made a pleasant jingling sound. I also know how to draw. Cats, dogs, small parrots. Wild drawings, not following any school. Draw as you please, hang as you please. All the things that my mother often scolded me about not being able to step up to the throne. We can all do whatever we want. When in a happy mood. Huyen Triet will come with me to fly a kite. Let's roast chestnuts on snowy afternoons. He began to seriously listen to me talk. Occasionally, you smile at me. I always thought that we would grow old together. Only regret later. He became a demon because of his eldest sister. … His fingers finally let go of me. Laugh harshly. His whole body sank into darkness again. "Now you know you're afraid?" "When you instigated your sister, why weren't you afraid?" I moved my lips. In the end, I still chose to stay silent. People only want to hear what they want to hear. They don't see the truth. The room door was thrown open. His monk's robe was illuminated by the moonlight, just like white snowflakes. "Ngu Y, don't let me see you again." "Otherwise, that will be your death." 14 The elder sister was infected with wind and cold. I came to visit her. He lost a bit of weight. The sadness between the eyebrows deepened. In the garden, begonia flowers fall bright red in one corner. He put his head on my shoulder. Tears fell. "What should I do now, A Y." Afraid of the forest walls, I didn't even dare to sob. Buddhists came late at night to express their thoughts. She can't continue to pretend that she doesn't see or hear anymore. We can no longer use compassion to justify their togetherness. I gently hugged her. Outside the window, the sky is still overcast. It's been a few days since I've seen the sun.

I asked her: "Who do you like the most in your heart?" The older sister held her breath. "Huyen Triet... saved my life, and helped me escape my tribulation." "He treated me very well." "Really very good." Her voice became extremely small. His gentle eyes fell on his own fingers. It's like a butterfly fluttering its wings and landing on it. Very few women can not be moved, right? The Buddha on the high platform bowed his head just for her. Because of her, she shields us from the wind and rain of the world. Because of her, he stepped into the red world. "But, I can't..." The elder sister clasped her fingertips, her expression both broken and torn. The name of a demon girl seducing a holy monk fell to the altar. That guy can't bear the burden. Currently there is a smoother, more leisurely path, and the future seems extremely glorious. Why not choose? The elder sister sighed, all emotions in her eyes gradually calmed down. She caressed my cheek. "In short, everything will work out quickly." She advised me. On the night of Soc Nguyet (the first day of the lunar calendar), absolutely do not sleep. "Remember, remember." 15Night of Soc Nguyet. In the mansion, a fire flared up. The bodyguard and maid rushed through my door. It is said that there is a group of bold robbers. Dare to blatantly plunder the Crown Prince's mansion.