Jingyuan had always disliked his senior brother.
Because their master often said that his senior brother had better comprehension than him.
If Jinglian hadn't rarely gone out, the title of Holy Monk wouldn't have been bestowed upon him.
"Now."
When Jingyuan thought of Jinglian's appearance just now, he was suddenly very happy. He knew that he would be the one to inherit his master's mantle!
When Jinglian reached the foot of the mountain, he looked back and saw that there was no one else on the mountain path.
Jinglian slipped the prayer beads onto her wrist and whispered, "If you had spoken to me just now, I would have taken off this monk's robe for you."
But the person you like is him.
Jinglian let out a soft breath and continued walking forward.
At the foot of the mountain, in a certain town
Ahri strolled around and looked around.
The shop she chooses shouldn't have too much foot traffic, otherwise she might not be able to handle the workload sometimes.
There can't be too few people, otherwise sometimes there might not be a single person all day.
"Sure enough, opening a noodle shop is not so easy."
Ahri muttered to herself, then noticed someone standing next to her, carrying the familiar scent of sandalwood.
Ah Li turned her head and called out, "Jing Lian".
Jinglian's face showed little smile. He looked at Ali with a deep gaze and asked, "Ali, what are you doing?"
"I want to open a noodle shop and I'm looking for a suitable storefront."
"Have you found Ahri yet?"
"not yet."
Ah Li said with some distress.
Jinglian then said, "Then I'll take you somewhere."
Ah Li replied, "Okay."
Jinglian led Ah Li through a maze of twists and turns, and soon they arrived at the entrance of an alley.
Jinglian didn't stop; instead, she continued walking towards the alley entrance.
At the very end of the alley, there is a door.
Jinglian looked at Ahli beside him and said, "This used to be my home."
Jinglian took out a cloth bag from his sleeve, carefully opened it, and took out a key.
Then unlock the long lock hanging on the door, and the door opened.
The yard wasn't big, but it was clean.
Ah Li looked at Jing Lian and asked, "Do you come here very often?"
Jinglian shook her head and said, "No, I only come here occasionally."
On the anniversary of his parents' death, he would come over and sit here for a while.
When Jinglian was old enough to remember, she was sent up the mountain.
As he grew older, his parents asked someone to send him a key.
At that time, his parents had both passed away.
The man even brought Jinglian back and told her, "This is the house your parents left you. You can decide what to do with it yourself."
Jinglian hadn't made up her mind at that time, so she thought, "Let it go, at least he still has a home in the mortal world."
At this moment, Jinglian looked at Ali and said, "Didn't you want to open a noodle shop? Then take a look at this place and see if it's suitable. This courtyard can also serve as a place to stay."
Ah Li then looked at Jing Lian and asked, "You mean you want to rent this house to me?"
"Yes, you can stay here and then set up a noodle stall at the alley entrance."
As Jinglian spoke, she handed the key in her hand to Ali.
Ah Li jokingly said, "If I have a family and children and continue to live here, how much rent will I have to pay you per month?"
Jinglian said softly, "No rent is required. If you have a family and children, this will be your home."
"And what about you?"
"I... am often accompanied by the dim light of a lamp."
After saying this, Jinglian looked at Ali and said sadly in a low voice, "Ali, can I hug you?"
Ah Li had just thought that this person had finally come to their senses when she noticed that the person's expression was off, so she asked, "Jing Lian, what's wrong?"
I hope she wasn't upset by what she just said.
"I'm fine."
Jinglian tugged at the corners of her lips, revealing a smile that was more like a grimace.
Ah Li raised her hand with a touch of heartache and touched Jing Lian's lips. "I said you don't have to smile."
Jinglian noticed the heartache in Ah Li's eyes, and a strange impulse welled up in her heart.
He suddenly pulled Ahri into a tight embrace and lowered his head to kiss her.
Before Ah Li could react, Jing Lian whispered in her ear, "I'm sorry."
Immediately, Jinglian released Ah Li and fled as if in a panic.
Ahri felt a drop of water fall on her face. Was this person crying?
Ahri touched the teardrops on her face with her fingertips, thinking that this person was really strange.
However, the thought that he would follow her right after she arrived at the foot of the mountain came to mind.
Ali thought there was another possibility: he had overheard her telling Jingyuan that she liked him on the mountain path.
Otherwise, this person wouldn't be so awkward.
Ah Li looked down at the key in her hand, the one Jing Lian had just given her.
Ah Li closed and locked the door again, then went back up the mountain.
Back at the temple on the mountain, Ah Li thought about going to find Jing Lian.
There were some things she wanted to ask in person.
However, Jinglian was not in his meditation room.
Ah Li looked at the tightly closed door and the monk blocking her way, and heard him say, "Brother Jinglian has not yet returned from the mountain. Miss Ah Li, you should not wait for him."
Ah Li looked at the monk and said, "A monk doesn't lie. Is it really true that Brother Jinglian isn't in the room?"
The monk put his hands together in prayer. "Brother Jinglian is indeed not in the room."
"I see."
Ah Li didn't wait any longer; she just glanced at the closed door and left.
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