In the sweltering heat, Chi Qiangwei took the initiative to do her junior apprentice's job of holding an umbrella to provide shade and fanning him.
On rainy days, she would hold an umbrella for him to shield him from the wind and rain.
"Monk, please have mercy and save him." She blinked her pitiful eyes and leaned close to him.
The junior disciple said, "If you're going to talk, then talk. But stay away from my Master Fanze."
Chi Qiangwei glared at her junior disciple.
She looked at Song Fanze, but he remained with his eyes closed, chanting scriptures and meditating, choosing to ignore her.
Helpless, Chi Qiangwei started grilling chicken legs next to him, trying to entice him.
However, he was not tempted, but the young disciple next to him couldn't help but drool.
Chi Qiangwei said angrily, "What kind of Buddha are you? Aren't you supposed to be compassionate? Why didn't you save them?"
Song Fanze paused, then opened his eyes. "Your obsession runs too deep. If you don't mind, come and cultivate by my side."
Chi Qiangwei pointed to her own nose, "You want me to cultivate with you? Can't you see I'm a demon?"
Song Fanze said, "Humans are divided into good and bad, and so are demons."
Upon hearing this, Chi Qiangwei felt a sense of goodwill towards him, saying, "You are quite a unique monk."
"From now on, I won't call you monk anymore. I'll call you Master Fanze, how about that?"
Song Fanze fell silent again.
Chi Qiangwei leaned closer to him again, "Master Fanze, please save him, even if it's just to alleviate his pain."
Song Fanze suddenly opened his eyes and saw her face so close to his, and a pair of clear eyes.
Chi Qiangwei stared at him, momentarily stunned.
The scene seemed to freeze at that moment.
“Okay.” Song Fanze.
Upon hearing this, Chi Qiangwei smiled.
Song Fanze looked up and saw her holding a red umbrella…
The recollection ends.
The sun slowly set behind the mountains, and the sky gradually darkened.
At this moment, the afterglow of the setting sun warms the whole world.
Holding a red umbrella, Chi Qiangwei walked up to Song Fanze, then brushed past him...
Song Fanze stopped in his tracks and turned to watch her gradually disappear from his sight…
Immediately, he instinctively clutched his chest, where a dull ache was throbbing.
Six months later, the eminent monk passed away, and the entire community came to pay their respects.
Suddenly, the woman in the red dress appeared in the crowd…
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