Luo Lingyu's heart softened - Lu Yun was really good to her. He took out such a large amount of capital to let her practice. He didn't want the money she earned because he didn't need it. One was to help the refugees, and the other was to teach her how to do things. And the best way to teach her how to do things was to let her do whatever she wanted. Only when you get hurt and feel the pain can you grow the fastest.

The pressure was not as great as when she and Zhou Lang opened the cosmetics shop together. Although Zhou Lang did not care about money and told her to run the business as she wanted, this was different. Zhou Lang's things were not hers. If she lost money, she would feel that she had failed Zhou Lang's trust. Since opening the cosmetics shop, Luo Lingyu stayed up late every day, and she would cry when she stayed up late. She was strong-willed and never said anything she did wrong in front of others. She only worked hard behind the scenes...

Lu Yun is different.

She felt that she would definitely marry him. Then she wouldn't feel so guilty about losing his property...

Luo Lingyu walked over and silently hugged her lover who couldn't stop drinking tea. Lu Yun's body stiffened, and the girl had lowered her head, her fragrance filled her nose, and she kissed him on the lips. Just this kiss, the desire that he had suppressed with great difficulty by drinking tea rose again. Looking at her slender waist, he wanted to break it in his arms and eat her... Lu Yun's Adam's apple rolled, and he pushed her away fiercely: "...Don't get close to me."

Lu Yun stayed with Luo Lingyu for more than an hour. In the early morning, even Luo Lingyu, who was concentrating on reading the account book, couldn't help yawning several times. The rain outside was dripping and slowly stopped. The house was quiet. The girl sat in front and looked through the account book, and the man sat in the back and drank tea. When she had questions about his property, he would say a few words. Most of the time, he was silent.

Lu Yun looked at her quietly from behind.

His eyes stared at her, then moved away and back again.

He gradually found that he could no longer suppress his desire for her. Even if he just looked at her and did nothing, it was as if he could watch her until the end of time. And he always felt that even if there was a past life or this life, he would definitely be watching her like this from behind...

"Go to sleep." When Luo Lingyu looked at him quietly, Lu Yun finally finished his tea and stood up.

Seeing his attitude, Luo Lingyu stood up. She opened the door and it was pitch black outside. She could hear the sound of water falling on the blue bricks. Luo Lingyu stood in the dim light, turned around and waited for him, and half-seriously tested him: "It's so late, and it's raining, you really don't want to stay here for a while and leave when it's almost dawn?"

Lu Yun: "...Don't try me."

I could bear it before, but not necessarily now.

He used to sleep with her separated by a screen, and he could still be calm at that time; but now, the thought of being in the same room with her made him restless and full of daydreams.

Luo Lingyu smiled and handed him the umbrella. She was a person of insight and interest, and she would really do her best to please others. Lu Yun was about to leave, and seeing that the servants were all asleep, Luo Lingyu simply held up her umbrella and went out with him to see him out of the yard. No doubt her behavior particularly pleased Lu Yun, and he looked back at her several times.

The man's eyes are burning and full of affection.

Luo Lingyu blushed and lowered her head.

Although she was good at pleasing people and had a half-understanding of love, she couldn't help but have many doubts. She was still upset about him pushing her away at night. When she sent Lu Yun out of the hospital, the two of them walked one after the other on the mossy path. Luo Lingyu muttered, "Are you really going to go back so late? You won't accompany me to look at the account book? If you leave now, I don't know when we will see each other next time."

At this point, his tone was filled with resentment.

The girl continued, "Aren't you good at metaphysics? Why are you talking about Confucianism now? Are you cultivating yourself or is there another reason? I see people..."

"Patta", flowers fell from the tree as they passed by, and Lu Yun said in a slightly correct voice: "Lingyu."

Luo Lingyu looked over curiously, and saw the man holding the umbrella put away the umbrella. When he turned around, he was holding a flower in his hand. The jade-white petals and several flower buds were entangled on the branches, trembling slightly in his hands. He handed the flower to her and whispered tenderly: "This flower is called 'Madam's Noisy'."

Luo Lingyu: ...What? Madam, you are being noisy? Is there anyone in the world with such a name?

Lu Yun: "Do you suspect that the famous scholars are not as knowledgeable as you?"

Luo Lingyu: "Is there really a flower called 'Noisy Wife'? You are not talking about me?"

Lu Yun: “Yes.”

"In the past, when a certain Buddha was cultivating in the third world, he was seduced by a demon. The demon pestered the monk day after day. The demon had not learned how to deal with things in the world, and only knew to bring flowers to the monk's door every day. Later, the monk cultivated a golden body and went to the Thirty-three Heavens, where he transformed into a demon and captured him. Later, the monk and the demon died together, and only this flower remained in the world. Before becoming a Buddha, the monk named the flower, 'Noisy Lady'. This is what he was talking about."

"Sister Yu'er should read more Buddhist scriptures."

He waved the flower branches in his hand, and the flower branches slid across the girl's beautiful face. His eyebrows were hooked, and his lips were smiling. When the flowers fell on the girl's cheeks, it was gentle and affectionate. When the man called "wife", it was quiet, warm, and full of pulse. He looked at her again and again, and the flowers were pressed against his cheeks. On the wet path on a rainy night, Lu Sanlang threw the flowers into Luo Lingyu's arms, and looked at her again. The expression in his eyes made the girl sad and hugged the flower branches in her arms tightly.

Luo Lingyu held the flowers in her arms tenderly and shyly, and only went back after she saw him walking away with the umbrella.

…

I'll read some ancient books when I get back.

Hearing that Lu Erlang had become obsessed with studying Buddhism recently, Luo Lingyu went to borrow books to read Buddhist scriptures.

I have searched through three thousand Buddhist scriptures, but have not found the allusion to the so-called "noisy wife".

Then she realized that Lu Yun had deceived her again, using an unknown flower to trick her into being affectionate.

Luo Lingyu was so angry that she didn't know whether she should throw away the "wife is noisy" petal in the house.

…

"Lu Yun! Lu Yun!"

There was heavy snow and thick fog. There was no end to the road and no boundary to the world.

Luo Lingyu screamed miserably, like a cuckoo crying blood, and stumbled away in the thick fog. She was filthy, and her long skirt fell into the mud. The girl walked in the world in despair, covering her face and crying...