Chapter 114 His Marriage Is Not His Choice
Old Mrs. Yu donated a lot of money to the temple, and even the renovation and reconstruction of the temple were funded by her. She is considered the number one pilgrim here.
Because she came here so often, there was even a separate courtyard prepared for her so that she could stay and worship Buddha from time to time.
After all, it was night and the mountain road was difficult to walk on, so the group naturally stayed behind.
It was Yu Zhi's first time to spend the night in a temple, so it was inevitable that she felt very curious.
Chen Jingran helped the old lady to the Buddhist hall, and the abbot followed them, leaving only a few young monks to lead the way for Pei Yuezhou and the others.
Yu Heng felt like his legs were about to break from walking, and he was also hungry. He just wanted to take a shower and eat quickly.
They thought there wouldn't be many people in the temple after dark, but when they went to the backyard, they still saw quite a few people in the front yard.
Yu Heng couldn't help but ask, "Why is it so lively here at night?"
The young monk explained, “They probably came here for the marriage tree. I don’t know when it started, but there’s a saying that praying under the marriage tree at midnight will be especially effective.
But the temple generally doesn't let people stay overnight after 8 o'clock, and it will be quiet after a while."
Yu Heng had heard this more than once.
He couldn't help but look back at the towering ancient tree that was taller than the eaves.
Is it really that effective?
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On the other side, Chen Jingran carefully held the roasted sweet potato in his arms. When he was about to enter the Buddhist hall, he heard the voice of Old Lady Yu who was kneeling on the cushion.
"May Buddha bless my grandson to be free from illness and disaster. Even if we cannot meet in this life, I want him to be happy and prosperous..."
Chen Jingran finally did not go in again. He retreated to the shade under the eaves and casually stuffed the only roasted sweet potato left in the kitchen into his pocket.
He waited outside silently, and no one knew what he was thinking.
It was late at night, and after Pei Yuezhou and Yu Zhi took a shower and went to bed, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.
The two of them lay down close to each other, and soon the warmth from Pei Yuezhou's body spread over.
Yu Zhi noticed the changes in his body and immediately reached out to cover his eyes, which were gradually becoming meaningful: "Sleep well."
Pei Yuezhou chuckled softly, his warm breath brushing against the tip of her ear. He had already turned over and was leaning on top of her. When his fingertips brushed against her lower lip, his force was as light as a feather: "Didn't we agree to talk at night?"
Could Yu Zhi still not see through the true nature of this bastard? All those night talks were nonsense. How could they just chat under the covers after getting into bed?
"I'm too tired today, so I won't talk about it anymore."
He leaned very close, his nose almost touching hers, his eyes filled with her shadow, and even the surrounding night was tinged with tenderness.
"But ma'am, I want to talk..."
Yu Zhi widened her eyes and pushed his face away. "This is a sacred place for Buddhism. It's not good for you to do this. Can you be more serious?"
Pei Yuezhou blinked innocently, "What's wrong with me? Can't I even chat with my wife?"
"sleep!"
Yu Zhi decided to take Pei Yuezhou to learn the Heart Purification Mantra from the little monk tomorrow.
There were no lights on in the room, and there were no neon street scenes like in big cities. It was extremely dark at night.
In the pitch-black environment, she clearly heard the man sigh, and then he reluctantly moved away from her.
He actually hugged her properly, buried his face in her neck and closed his eyes obediently.
Pei Yuezhou, who always had to be coaxed again and again in the past, was particularly obedient tonight, which surprised Yu Zhi a little.
She patted his back gently out of habit and said softly, "Good boy."
Although Yu Zhi didn't expend much energy today, she still fell asleep quickly. Listening to his lover's steady breathing, Pei Yuezhou gave her a pious kiss between her eyebrows.
Strangely enough, he couldn't sleep tonight.
After hesitating for a moment, he carefully withdrew from Yu Zhi's arms, tucked the quilt for her, and then quietly pushed open the door and went out.
I was just planning to take a casual walk, but I ran into Chen Jingran halfway. He was heading towards the front yard.
Chen Jingran spoke first, his tone full of surprise, "Is my cousin-in-law also going to the Marriage Tree?"
"You and my sister have such a good relationship, is there any need to come out in the middle of the night to worship Yue Lao?"
A light snort escaped Pei Yuezhou's throat. The dim light could only barely outline half of his handsome face. His high nose bridge cast a faint shadow, and his thin lips were curled in a nonchalant arc.
The wind blew the red ribbon hanging from the tree over and wrapped around his tall figure, making him look like a ghost who had strayed into the mortal world.
It's unknown when it will steal the girl's heart.
There is a beautiful danger everywhere.
"I never believe in gods or Buddhas."
Chen Jingran: "It's better for your cousin-in-law to have a sense of awe. After all, the fact that you and my sister have such a good relationship is inseparable from chance and fate."
Pei Yuezhou's laughter became more wanton, but with a hint of mockery.
Wrong.
He never believed in fate, and he would not be like that fool Yu Heng, passively waiting for opportunities to come.
It was just that his girl was longing for a good match with a handsome man, so he was willing to put aside his thoughts of taking advantage of her and act as the one who made every move carefully, tightly entangled their marriage.
In this life or the next, there is no possibility of separation.
"But you," Pei Yuezhou took a half step forward, his tone a little bit smiling, "what are you thinking about going under the marriage tree at this time?"
Chen Jingran still had that decent look on his face, "Of course I'm looking for a good marriage for myself. After all, I'm not as lucky as my cousin's husband."
"Then I wish you good luck."
Looking at Pei Yuezhou's back as he turned and left, the smile on Chen Jingran's face gradually faded.
The meeting with Pei Yuezhou did not interrupt his plan. He arrived at the marriage tree on time, but he did not expect to see Yu Heng.
He stood there alone, looking at the sign hanging on the branch, wondering what he was thinking.
"Cousin." Chen Jingran called softly.
Yu Heng finally came back to his senses.
"You come here to worship this?"
Chen Jingran: "Cousin, don't you come here to pay respects as well?"
Yu Heng shook his head and gestured for him to look up. "I see several signs. They were all put up by the same person at different times... If they were really useful, why would they run around so frequently?"
"Maybe he wants to find some comfort in his heart."
Psychological comfort?
Yu Heng raised his eyebrows in disapproval.
"If you really want to find a partner, it's better to go to a dating website than to put your hopes on this tree."
Chen Jingran suddenly asked, "What if it's that kind of wishful thinking where you know it's impossible but you're still unwilling to give up?"
Yu Heng was suddenly stunned, looking at the red ribbons floating above. When the wind blew, the wind chimes under the eaves also made sounds.
He was speechless for a moment.
I just feel that the nights in the mountains are really unbearable.
Yu Heng suddenly lost interest and planned to go back to sleep.
Unexpectedly, Chen Jingran also came back with him.
"You kid, now that you're here, why don't you try it?"
Chen Jingran was still smiling, but the expression didn't reach his eyes. "No."
Living with such an identity may seem glamorous, but in fact, you are constrained everywhere and feel like a puppet of others.
From the moment he chose the surname Chen, from the moment he chose to live in that person's shadow, he knew that matters like marriage were not up to him, let alone God.
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