Hearing Mandarin in a foreign land made Luo Qianqian overjoyed, as if she had met a relative. She nodded repeatedly and asked.
Has he already been here?
The monk shook his head and spoke in broken Chinese.
He hasn't arrived yet.
Luo Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief; thankfully, she hadn't missed it.
"Then...can I wait here?"
The Indian monk nodded and then went back to chanting, leaving her alone in the temple.
Seeing that it was raining, Luo Qianqian found a secluded place to take shelter from the rain. Bored, she held the Destiny Angel hanging on her bag and murmured to herself while stroking the doll's pointed hat.
"He'll be here soon, won't he?"
I was crazy to go to Saint-Malo last time, and I've gone crazy again this time.
In the past, she would never have done something so crazy.
However, since he appeared, she has done things time and time again that she never dared to even think about.
The rain outside was getting heavier. Luo Qianqian looked at the statue of Shiva in the temple and prayed devoutly that the person she was waiting for would appear.
Just as she was clasping her hands together in sincere prayer, a series of footsteps suddenly came from outside.
She suddenly opened her eyes and stood up, thinking it was Gu Yunche who had come, but it was the Indian girl who had just given her directions who ran in.
The girl ran in, her face filled with terror, and clung tightly to her arm, hiding behind her as if seeking refuge.
"What happened?"
The girl spoke a long string of words, but it was still in Hindi, and Luo Qianqian couldn't understand a single word.
She remembered that the monk she had just met spoke Mandarin, so she pulled the girl along to find him and ask him to translate what the girl was trying to say.
However, as soon as she stepped outside, she encountered a large group of Indian villagers rushing into the temple, and someone pointed at the Indian girl behind her and said something sternly.
Luo Qianqian couldn't understand what they were saying, but the Indian girl hiding behind her trembled and seemed very scared.
After exchanging a few words, seeing that the girl was still hiding behind her and refusing to come out, several tall Indian men stepped forward and dragged her out from behind Luo Qianqian.
Luo Qianqian was grabbed by the arm and dragged along, almost falling into the mud.
The girl was crying and screaming, seemingly pleading for help.
Although Luo Qianqian couldn't understand, she still pulled the girl aside and stood in front of her.
What are you doing?
A group of Indians were talking at once, occasionally pointing at the Indian girl behind her.
Luo Qianqian spoke both Mandarin and English, but the other party seemed unable to understand her. Seeing that she refused to hand over the person, several Indian men stepped forward and forcibly separated the two.
Then, they forced the struggling Indian girl to leave the temple.
Luo Qianqian gritted her teeth and chased after them, forcibly pulling the Indian girl back, trying to stop them from taking her away.
Although she couldn't understand what they were saying, she could tell that the girl would be in danger if she was taken away.
But she was all alone, while the other side consisted of more than a dozen tall, burly Indian men.
At first, they didn't do anything to her because she was a foreigner, but when she tried to forcibly take someone away, they pushed her into the mud.
The monk came out and stopped her, offering words of advice.
“Those are her family.”
"Why did her family treat her like this?" Luo Qianqian couldn't understand.
The Indian monk looked at the group of people holding the Indian girl, his eyes filled with a hint of pity.
"Today is the day that girl gets married."
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