Wen Jingxing asked Song Wanning, "Then what are you going to write?"
After making sure his previous trick was done without leaving any trace, the camera man suddenly turned his target to Song Wanning.
Song Wanning thought about it, picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote a few big words in a flamboyant style - May you have someone to accompany you throughout your life.
Her handwriting doesn't look like that of a little girl at all. Instead, it has a flowing and majestic quality.
When Wen Jingxing saw Song Wanning's words of blessing, he was stunned for a moment.
Then he praised her again, "Aning, your calligraphy is very beautiful."
Song Wanning was a little proud, "I practiced it specially."
"Why is Aning practicing this if there's nothing wrong?"
Song Wanning paused, almost letting the cat out of the bag, "I just practiced casually when I have nothing to do."
Then she quickly changed the subject and said, "Let's go and throw this, Jingxing."
She tied two red ribbons on each end of the golden lock. The material of the lock was very special, the surface was very smooth, and it was a little heavy, probably to make it easier for tourists to throw it on the tree.
Song Wanning knew that she didn't have much strength, so after tying the lock, she handed the gold lock to Wen Jingxing.
Wen Jingxing stood under the tree, weighing the object in his hand and throwing it casually.
But with a "whoosh" sound, the golden lock and the red ribbon disappeared.
The inside of the peach tree was very dense, and even if Song Wanning kept staring, she had no idea where Jinsuo had gone.
Wen Jingxing gently pinched the back of Song Wanning's neck with his fingers, forcing her to lower her head. He then said, "Make a wish quickly. Didn't the little monk say that the higher you throw, the more likely it is to come true?"
Song Wanning closed her eyes obediently, but actually she was counting down to thirty seconds in her mind before opening her eyes.
Even though she came from a book and experienced such a metaphysical thing, Song Wanning also knew that wishes can only be realized through one's own efforts, and will not come true just by making a wish.
Whatever she wants to do, she will move in that direction step by step!
After completing the task, the two can move freely in the temple.
There are many games and tourist spots for young couples here, as well as various small accessories for couples.
Song Wanning was running around like a little rabbit, eating, drinking and having fun in the temple, and the little monk was following behind her and playing.
Song Wanning also walked around the entire temple before she realized why there was only one monk here, the little monk?
The young monk told her, "Grandpa and I are the only ones here."
At this moment, Song Wanning heard an old voice calling, "Xiao Mi, Xiao Mi..."
The little monk heard it and responded, "Grandpa Sha, I'm here!"
Then Song Wanning saw an old monk with a wrinkled face, gray beard and wearing a white coarse linen robe, walking out of the crowd.
He walked over, squatted down, and touched the little monk's head. "Xiao Mi, why didn't you come back to eat even though the food was cold? Did something funny happen to you?"
The little monk nodded and pointed at Song Wanning, "This elder sister is very nice. I showed her the way, and she treated me to candied haws, fried dough twists, and fried pastries..."
The old monk looked up at Song Wanning, then immediately turned his gaze to Wen Jingxing.
Then he took the little monk's hand and said to Song Wanning, "This child is naughty. He disturbed the donor a lot just now."
Song Wanning quite liked playing with this child. "No, he's very likable. What should I call you?"
"The title is not important, you can call me old monk."
The old monk spoke in a polite manner, but he immediately took Song Wanning's hand, and Wen Jingxing did not move.
Song Wanning did not hide and followed the old monk's footsteps.
Until she was pulled to a quiet place, the old monk looked at the camera man, and Song Wanning also looked at him.
Camera Brother: ...
Soon, he disappeared silently carrying the camera.
After the people left, the old monk asked, "May I ask your name, benefactor?"
"Song Wanning?"
"What year were you born?"
"This year I'm 23."
"Is that so..." The old monk replied meaningfully, then added, "You and I are destined to meet. Xiao Mi is usually very shy, but today she has stayed with you for such a long time, so I will say a few words to you."
Seeing that the other party wanted to say something fantastic, Song Wanning did not feel impatient. Instead, she smiled and said, "Okay."
"Did you have a high fever as a child, or did you encounter any particularly great difficulties?"
Song Wanning was originally in a casual mood, but when she heard the old monk ask this, she instantly became alert.
"yes."
But she still answered truthfully.
"Has anything particularly serious happened to you recently, even life-threatening?"
Song Wanning wanted to ask, does dying from illness once count?
Before she could answer, the old monk continued, "You might be in trouble again."
"Can't you hide?"
"Don't worry, benefactor. You are a lucky person, and nothing serious will happen to you."
Since the other party said so, Song Wanning put her heart at ease and asked him, "Old man, how do you know so much?"
"Forget it."
"How do you calculate it? Can you also calculate your fortune? When you calculate it, can you know the details, or just a rough estimate?"
What Song Wanning was more worried about was whether she would be discovered because she was actually from another world.
The old monk paused and said, "No."
"What can't you do?"
"The secret of heaven cannot be revealed."
Song Wanning suddenly said at this time: "If you don't tell me, then I'm leaving."
As she spoke, she deliberately quickened her pace.
The old monk caught up with him and said, "Walk slower! I haven't finished speaking." His respectful image was instantly shattered.
Song Wanning then stopped and turned to the old monk and said, "Then why are you being so secretive when talking to me?"
She discovered early on that Wen Jingxing knew this old monk.
He was actually still saying these words to trick her, but now that she had teased him like this, his true colors were revealed.
"Well, it was indeed Jingxing who asked me to come, but I didn't want to come today. But Xiao Mi never came back and stayed by your side. I guess this is God's will."
"What did he ask you to do?"
"Calculate... calculate your marriage fate." The old monk touched the tip of his nose and then said, "I calculated it for him before and said that he was destined to be alone, but he didn't believe it. Later, facts proved it to be true. Now he suddenly wants to ask me to calculate it for you. Actually, I can't predict this for sure. It all depends on you."
"Count it in with me? Then the result you calculate might be the same as his, or even worse."
Song Wanning glanced at the old monk's bald head. The old man was very accurate in his calculations.
In the book, Wen Jingxing's ending is to live out his life alone.
The old monk added, "I felt the same way before I met you, but after meeting you, I no longer feel that way."
Song Wanning frowned instantly, "What do you mean?"
(End of this chapter)
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