January 1, 1984, 10:00 a.m.
The first ray of sunshine of the New Year fills the earth, bringing infinite hope and vitality to the new year.
In the majestic mansion at 33 Repulse Bay.
In a bedroom decorated luxuriously and full of exotic style, the atmosphere seems a bit dull and complicated.
On the three-meter-wide red Simmons bed, a man and two women were lying quietly.
The air between them was a mixture of desire, exhaustion, and all sorts of unspeakable emotions.
The sunlight shines through the exquisite curtains and onto the smooth tile floor, reflecting a dazzling light.
And those scattered women's underwear are more like glaring symbols, revealing what happened last night.
Mo Zhexuan was lying in the middle of the bed. His face was handsome and stern, with sharp edges and corners beneath his sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes.
The tendons on his body looked even stronger and more powerful in the sunlight, as if every muscle was telling of his strength and masculinity.
The two women, Li Peizhen and Li Xiaowei, each have their own unique looks, both possessing eye-catching features such as fair skin and long legs.
However, at this moment, their expressions were different. One looked thoughtful, while the other looked a little coquettish and dependent.
When Mo Zhexuan felt his right arm being pressed down, he frowned slightly and then gently pulled his hand out.
This action seemed to wake Li Xiaowei up. Her long and thick eyelashes trembled slightly for a few times, and then she opened her bright eyes.
"Brother Xuan! You were really great last night!" Li Xiaowei exclaimed, "Neither of us can match you."
Mo Zhexuan revealed a smug smile: "Of course, I haven't used my full strength yet, otherwise I will teach you two little devils a lesson."
Li Peizhen couldn't help but sigh: "Oh...if only Gege were still here."
This name was like a curse, plunging everyone present into silence.
When Li Lingge was mentioned, Mo Zhexuan's expression suddenly became serious, and a hint of guilt flashed in his eyes.
"Let's go see her before the New Year." After a long time, Mo Zhexuan finally spoke, his voice low and trembling.
Li Lingge's face involuntarily appeared in his mind, and the feeling of heartache and loss surged into his heart again.
"Brother Xuan! Let's go see her together." Li Xiaowei and Li Peizhen said almost at the same time.
“..........”
The group woke up from their sleep, dressed up carefully, and went out to greet the first ray of sunshine of the new year.
After a hearty breakfast, we decided to go to Wong Tai Sin Temple to light the first incense stick and pray for peace and success in the new year.
This is not only a beautiful tradition of the Chinese people, but also an expectation for a better life in the future.
Wong Tai Sin Temple, also known as Sik Sik Yuen, is located in the Wong Tai Sin Bamboo Garden on the Kowloon Peninsula and was built in 1945.
This temple covers a vast area and is one of the famous scenic spots and historical sites both at home and abroad.
Every year, both dignitaries and ordinary people come here to pray and seek good luck in the new year.
Mo Zhexuan didn't believe these things before, but the experience of rebirth made him start to rethink some of the boundaries between science and faith.
At this moment, he stepped into the temple with a pious heart.
When they arrived at Wong Tai Sin Temple, they saw that the temple was already crowded with people and very lively.
People hold incense in their hands, their faces filled with anticipation and longing for the New Year.
With the help of money, the group successfully passed through the crowd and entered the temple.
As soon as you enter the temple, a tranquil and solemn atmosphere hits you.
Mo Zhexuan looked around and saw that the temple was filled with incense and the statues were solemn, which made people feel awe.
They followed the crowd and came to the incense burner, ready to burn incense and pray.
At this time, a young Taoist priest in a Taoist robe and with a handsome face came forward and asked with a smile:
"Are you here to draw lots and pray for blessings for the New Year?"
Mo Zhexuan nodded and replied:
"Yes, we also want to meet with Master Yunfeng and ask for help in praying."
Before coming, he specifically inquired about the situation of Wong Tai Sin Temple.
I know there is an old Taoist priest named Yunfeng inside, who is said to have great powers.
Upon hearing this, the Taoist shook his head slightly and said regretfully:
"Donor, Master Yunfeng has refused to see guests for many years. He only sees those who are destined to meet him.
However, you can pray here and believe that the gods will guide you."
The group was just about to follow the young Taoist priest into the Wong Tai Sin Temple.
I was deeply attracted by the magnificent and solemn archway, especially the lifelike golden dragons on both sides of the top, which were particularly eye-catching.
"Brother Xuan! Is that a dragon?" Wang Jun pointed at the carved golden dragon with his little hand, with a hint of joy and a hint of fear in his eyes.
"This is the dragon. No matter where you are in the future, you must remember that you are a descendant of the dragon."
Mo Zhexuan nodded, then stretched out his right hand and touched Wang Jun's head, and then spoke his true feelings earnestly.
Although he had become a fund manager in an investment bank in the United States in his previous life, as a member of the yellow race, discrimination was everywhere.
Along the way, he suffered countless contempt and ridicule before finally gaining a foothold in the United States.
It is precisely because of the various injustices and exclusions I have experienced in a foreign country.
Only then did I feel filled with nostalgia and gratitude for my motherland and hometown.
I understand that only when my country is strong can I win respect in a foreign country.
"Brother Mo! Don't worry! I will keep your words in mind." Wang Jun looked serious and nodded solemnly.
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