The scent of incense on him (3)
"What's going on?" Zang Yue asked.
"You're asking me? I want to ask you too!" Wen Jie asked in confusion, "He came to see you!"
As Cang Yue got closer, she heard Song Shiwen calling out, "Little Deer, Little Deer." He stood up, leaning against the wall, his face pale, and he looked like he was about to faint.
"How did you become like this? Were you retaliated against? Was it Shuixi who did it? I'm going to settle the score with him!" It was the first time that Zang Yue cared about others when he came here, and he had no experience.
Cang Yue was about to leave when he was stopped by Song Shiwen and Wen Jie. Song Shiwen was too weak to speak, and Wen Jie said, "The most important thing now is to get him to the hospital. When will this cycle of revenge end?"
"Bullshit! You take care of him, I'm going to settle the score with that stinky guy!"
"You still remember him?" Wen Jie, busy taking care of Song Shiwen, suddenly said this behind her back. Cang Yue heard it and realized it, feeling incredible. Why did he remember it? How could he suddenly remember it so clearly? And Song Shiwen, how did he recognize her at first sight after just one night? Could it be that the relationship between the two of them had already been established, and he wouldn't forget it so easily? She was the same. But what about Shuixi?
Just as he was wondering, Shuixi appeared. He saw a few people arguing at the door from a distance, their expressions becoming increasingly serious. He didn't quicken his pace, but it took him almost no time to reach them, without a trace of anxiety or panic. He put his hands in his pockets, looked at the people, and asked Wenjie, "What's going on?"
"What's going on?" Cang Yue was furious, about to charge and strike, but Wen Jie immediately restrained him. Unfortunately for Song Shiwen, just as he was being placed on his back, he was thrown off, crashing into a nearby stone tablet. This was the most severe injury he'd sustained all night; it felt like his tailbone was cracked.
"It's none of his business, Xiaolu..." Song Shiwen called out weakly, struggling to get up. His eyes went blurry and he almost fainted. He fumbled for a knife and secretly cut his arm, hoping to regain consciousness. But suddenly, a flash of light struck him, and he was slapped in the face, and the knife was snatched away.
"what you do!"
Another crisp slap landed on Shuixi's face. It was Lu Cangyue who struck her. Shuixi didn't immediately retaliate, but her expression changed, her eyes warning her. If she made another move, she would regret it.
Wen Jie couldn't stop it, and kept saying in his heart that today was an unlucky day and it was not suitable to go out.
"Calm down, he's not a bad guy." Wen Jie tried to reconcile. "Song Shiwen was planning to hurt himself, so he stopped him. Look at him, if he bleeds any more, he's sure he won't be able to hold on. Don't misunderstand him."
"Thank you for your explanation." Shuixi glared at Lu Cangyue, dragged Song Shiwen onto his back, and said coldly, "I'll take him to the hospital."
The hospital was at the end of a street behind Chaolai Temple. Watching Song Shiwen leave, Cang Yue didn't intend to follow him. She was a little afraid of what would happen next. If Song Shiwen hadn't forgotten what happened between them, and she hadn't forgotten either, what would she do in the future? She couldn't stay by his side as a partner.
Song Shiwen was still looking back, stretching out his injured arm, indicating that he wanted to stay by Lu Cangyue's side.
"Come on, don't let him make a scene." Shuixi also sensed Song Shiwen's stubbornness and turned back to order Lu Cangyue. Without hesitation, she ran after him, holding Song Shiwen's hand.
"I will never forget you, Xiaolu..." Song Shiwen spoke intermittently, often calling her name. In order to keep himself awake, he kept biting his lips and said to her with a smile, "As long as I don't fall asleep, I will always remember you, Xiaolu, look, don't you think I still remember you now..."
When he arrived at the hospital, his lips were also bleeding.
"I get it. You haven't forgotten, and neither have I." She finally understood what foolish things Song Shiwen had done to prevent him from forgetting her. But how long could he keep doing this? After seeing the doctor, Cang Yue learned that he had low blood sugar and often fainted. How could she bear to torture himself like this when he was so weak?
"You won't forget. Close your eyes and get some sleep." God knows what kind of mental struggle she went through to say these words to comfort Song Shiwen. He believed her, closed his eyes, and fell asleep. The man who had been so energetic yesterday now lay pale on the hospital bed. She could only stand by the bed, watching, waiting, praying that he would wake up and forget everything.
"Are you in love with him again?" the person next to him asked suddenly, and was met with a look of disgust from Wen Jie.
Zang Yue turned his head in surprise, deeply suspecting that this man had something wrong with his brain.
"I'm sorry, just pretend I didn't say anything." Shuixi raised his hands in surrender, sighed, and shut up. Wenjie looked at him again and again, then slowly approached, sniffing rapidly.
"What are you doing?" Shuixi shrank his body but did not dodge.
Wen Jie straightened his body awkwardly, as if he hadn't done the inappropriate action just now. He said nonchalantly, "Nothing, just sniffing. My nose seems to be a little unwell."
"Let's go, leave this place to them." Shuixi said, and walked out first, not caring whether Wenjie listened to him or not. What happened next had nothing to do with him.
"Call me if you have any problem." Wen Jie said hurriedly and followed him out.
Shuixi was a bit surprised to find Wenjie following him out. She paused for a few steps, then waited for him to catch up. Then she casually asked, "Why are you involved with them again? Didn't I tell you to mind your own business?"
Wen Jie seized the blind spot, stopped Shui Xi, looked him in the eye, and asked, "Are you saying that this Lu Cangyue is the one who was playing tricks in Chaolai Pavilion a few days ago? Do you know her?"
"I know him a little bit, what's wrong? Is he related to you?" Shuixi pushed Wenjie aside, walked around him and continued forward, complaining as he walked, "You are really amazing, you can get along with anyone."
"Of course, I'm a genius with Buddha-nature." Wenjie immediately realized the error of his attitude and began to recite the scriptures silently. After reciting two sentences, he couldn't remember the rest, and it was Shuixi who reminded him. But his mind was elsewhere, and he continued to ask about Lu Cangyue, "You must know her, right? Is she an enemy? What's the grudge between you two? Why can't you sympathize with each other? Why do you remember her, but she didn't know you before?"
Shuixi was annoyed by the question. He grabbed Wenjie's collar, widened his eyes, and said angrily, "Do you remember what I asked you to help pray for?"
"I remember, I remember." Wen Jie admitted defeat and quickly agreed. While loosening Shuixi's hand, he fought back, "You are disrespecting me, which is disrespecting the Buddha. Be careful of retribution... But I will help you atone for your sins, don't worry. But where are you going now? Not to Chaolai Temple anymore?"
Shuixi often strolled through Chaolai Temple in the mornings. Wenjie wondered what compelled him to come. He initially thought he was visiting, but then he realized that was a far-fetched excuse. He had so many secrets, and Wenjie was determined to find out.
The temple was not very popular and was often deserted. Even at noon, there were few people around. Wenjie should have been cooking by this time. He kindly asked Shuixi, "Would you like to stay for dinner?"
"No, I'm just taking a walk. Hey, why do you keep sniffing me? You perverted monk, stay away from me."
Wen Jie watched Shui Xi walk to the acacia tree and look at the prayer ribbon on it. He felt that there was nothing unusual about this behavior, so he went to cook with peace of mind. Halfway through, he became uneasy and ran over to observe secretly. He found that Shui Xi came out of the Chaolai Pavilion and stared at the plaque in a trance. Then he walked down the stairs, pulled out a silk ribbon from his sleeve and tied it to the acacia tree, and then went down the stairs again. Wen Jie thought, Shui Xi had said that he wanted a prayer ribbon before, but he had never seen him write anything and tie it to the tree. He wondered what he wrote today. He was leaving. Wen Jie hurriedly retreated, fearing that Shui Xi would find him watching when he came to say goodbye.
But there was no movement from Shuixi's side. Wenjie looked over again and immediately felt something was amiss. Why was Shuixi peeking around so curiously, looking around like a guilty thief? What was he doing in front of the incense burner?
Shuixi took a deep breath, letting the scent of the incense soak into his body. Seeing no one around, and having enjoyed the aroma enough, he reached out, dipped his hand into the incense ash, mixed it with the wax, and rolled it into a ball. He popped it into his mouth, instantly feeling refreshed and invigorated. He lingered in front of the incense burner for a while longer, then left, feeling satisfied.
Zang Yue said Shui Xi smelled of incense. He spent all day in the temple, surrounded by the scent, yet she hadn't said anything about him. Wait... He had initially thought Zang Yue was an illusion, and only after some time had he remembered meeting her. Zang Yue remembered Song Shiwen's experience as similar. Shui Xi, he knew Zang Yue... The commonality between them was the scent of incense... that very scent! Wen Jie had a flash of inspiration, and couldn't help but tell Zang Yue the good news.
Inside the hospital, the setting sun shone into the ward. Song Shiwen was bathed in a golden glow. Cang Yue walked to the window and pulled the curtain up slightly, just enough to block the light directly from Song Shiwen's eyes. As the light moved lower, Cang Yue pulled the curtain up a little more. By the time it was dark, the curtain would be completely closed. She kept thinking, what would happen if Song Shiwen woke up? Would he still remember her?
Cang Yue was feeling sentimental when Wen Jie walked in. He couldn't wait to tell her about his discovery and took out a pouch filled with incense ash. "How about trying it?"
"I don't want him to remember me." Zang Yue looked at Song Shiwen, thought for a moment, and explained, "It's precisely because he is someone I can't let go of that we can't get along with each other in a close relationship. Otherwise, there will be a lot of trouble. I just want to be an ordinary friend to him."
"You've gone through so much trouble, and this is it?" Wen Jie was unwilling to accept it. What then? I thought a magical story was going to happen, but it ended abruptly right at the beginning?
"Hui Zifeng." Zang Yue thought of something else, her eyes gleaming. "He's pretty good. If I were to choose someone to date, I'd definitely pick Hui Zifeng. Please help me..."
"Excuse me!" Someone had suddenly appeared in the ward. The two turned around and saw Hui Zifeng. He was carrying a fruit basket and must have come to visit Song Shiwen. He interrupted them after hearing what Cang Yue had said, and said in a serious tone, "Excuse me, are you referring to me when you say Hui Zifeng?"
Zang Yue turned his eyes to Wen Jie and nodded quickly. It wouldn't hurt to admit it so openly.
"I'm sorry, I have no intention in this regard. I hope you won't disturb my life."
To die before achieving success! Zang Yue wanted to bang his head on the ground.
"I came to visit Song Shiwen. I hope he's okay." Hui Zifeng walked to the bedside and saw Song Shiwen open his eyes. He was surprised and said, "Oh, you're awake? How do you feel? I heard that you hurt yourself because of your girlfriend. Is that true?"
Anyone who hears this will feel uncomfortable, and they will inevitably suspect that this seemingly polite young man from a noble family is actually a stupid idiot.
Song Shiwen held his head and sat up, feeling unhappy about Hui Zifeng's talkativeness. He responded grumpily, "Who said that?" Why did he have to stand at Zhaolai Temple all night, not letting himself fall asleep? His memory of the reason for this was already fuzzy. He saw two other people standing at the head of the bed, looking at him, trying to drive them away with a hint of malice. "Who are you?"
He really had forgotten everything about her. Cang Yue was half relieved and half sad. Wen Jie was about to speak when Cang Yue stopped him. He explained that he had walked into the wrong room and hurriedly left.
"Even if we want to be just ordinary friends, we have to get to know each other first. What's wrong with you?" Wen Jie was puzzled.
"How can a monk like you interfere with other people's love affairs?"
"You heartless and immoral bastards, when you need help, I'm the most trustworthy person. When you have nothing to ask for, you keep calling me a monk. I'll tear up all your prayer tapes when I get back!"
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