Wen Longxiu stared wide-eyed at his posture as if he was about to feed her, feeling extremely uncomfortable. She said in a low voice, "No... no need, I can do it myself. I just need to trouble Master Kongchen to help me up."
Jin Chenzi glanced at her indifferently, "It is not advisable for you to get up now, benefactor. It will not do you any good for your injury and may even cause all your previous efforts to be in vain."
"It is not advisable for a woman to linger here. Please prioritize the overall situation, recover from your injuries, and leave as soon as possible."
Wen Longxiu understood the meaning behind his words. Looking at the environment of the courtyard, she knew that this must be a Buddhist holy site, and she should not stay here for long. Besides, her parents would definitely be worried if they found out that she had been missing for so long.
Wen Longxiu lowered her eyes, tacitly agreeing to his actions.
Jin Chenzi's expression was calm, and there was no emotion in his eyes, but his ears were still a little red.
The porridge was at just the right temperature—neither too hot nor too cold.
Wen Longxiu didn't dare to look up at him. She clenched her fingers tightly, as if she could hear her own heartbeat. Her face flushed slightly. At this moment, all she wanted to do was finish the bowl of porridge as soon as possible.
The only sound around seemed to be the clinking of spoons against bowls.
It was just a small bowl of porridge, but Wen Longxiu felt that the process was taking forever!
Finally, the last mouthful of porridge was swallowed.
But her hands, which she had just loosened, clenched again. Jin Chenzi glanced at her lips, which glistened with the remaining porridge broth. His hand, as if possessed, picked up a handkerchief and began to wipe them for her.
Wen Longxiu stared wide-eyed, completely bewildered!
Jin Chenzi also snapped out of his daze, his handkerchief falling to the ground. Suppressing his panic, he stood up and said, "Since you've eaten your fill, then please rest well."
After saying that, he turned and left without looking back, leaving Wen Longxiu still in a daze.
Half a day passed, and with the help of the Heaven-grade pills and her meditation, she was soon able to sit up on her own.
Wen Longxiu examined the body and nodded in satisfaction.
But where did that stinky monk go?
Jin Chenzi sat cross-legged in front of the Buddha, his brows furrowed, unable to calm down for a long time.
Slowly opening her eyes, a flicker of panic flashed across her once serene and desireless pupils. It had finally come…
A sentence his master once told him echoed in his mind: "Jin Chen, you still have unfinished business in this world, so you cannot become a true disciple of Buddha!"
Jin Chenzi was unwilling to accept this, so he asked his master for guidance and told him that he only needed to cultivate in the Lingyin Temple on the Cangming Continent.
For the rest of the day, Wen Longxiu did not see Jin Chenzi.
Wen Longxiu was happy to have some free time and was constantly recovering from her injuries.
——
The capital city.
The bustling streets were lively and vibrant.
However, Wen Longting and Wen Chuyu had no interest in watching. Wen Longting felt extremely guilty, thinking that if she had asked her older sister, perhaps the incident wouldn't have happened.
"Xiaoting, eat something first." Wen Chuyu patted her head.
"Brother, I'm not hungry. You eat first, and I'll go look for something else."
Wen Longting looked dejected and got up to leave the restaurant without waiting for Wen Chuyu's reply.
Upon seeing this, Wen Chuyu called An Yi over and followed her.
Five days passed, and there was still no clue. Her parents cried every day, and her older brother and she hadn't slept for days. She didn't dare to think of anything bad. Looking at the sea of people in front of her, Wen Longting desperately hoped to see her older sister.
"Qingfeng, shall we make a clay figure?"
"good."
The familiar voice behind her pulled Wen Longting back to her senses. She turned around and saw Gu Qingfeng gazing intently at the woman who was carefully sculpting a clay figure. It was a look she had never seen before.
Was that his fiancée? For some reason, her heart ached.
Suddenly, Gu Qingfeng seemed to notice Wen Longting's gaze, and their eyes met when he looked up.
The girl next to Gu Qingfeng raised her head, looked at Gu Qingfeng, followed his gaze, and stood there stunned.
How could she look so much like her?
A flicker of disbelief also crossed Wen Longting's eyes. How could that woman...?
She recalled the way Gu Qingfeng used to look at her and what he said in the cave. Her ears rang. It turned out that he had always been looking at someone else through her. Ironically, she was still deeply in love with him!
"It's like I'm seeing myself in it."
"Qingfeng, do you know him?"
Hua Wuyou asked.
Gu Qingfeng snapped out of his reverie and smiled at Wuyou, saying, "Yes, a friend."
Wen Longting suppressed her emotions as much as possible, and stepped forward with a smile, pretending that nothing was wrong. "Hi, Young Master Gu, long time no see. And who is this?"
The word "Young Master Gu" created distance between them, and a hint of apology flashed in Gu Qingfeng's eyes.
"Hello, my name is Hua Wuyou!"
Hua Wuyou stood up, patted the mud off his hands, and said with a smile.
"Hello, my name is Wen Longting."
"It's a pleasure to meet you. What a wonderful coincidence! Xiaoting, have you noticed how alike we look?"
"You know what? When I was little, I often wished I had an older sister or a younger sister, so I wouldn't feel so..."
"Excuse me, I have something to attend to, so I won't bother you any longer!" Wen Longting suddenly interrupted the incessant chatter of Hua Wuyou.
Hua Wuyou shrugged and said regretfully, "Alright, see you next time."
Wen Longting responded indifferently and then turned and left.
"Qingfeng, you said she looks so much like me, could she really be my older or younger sister?"
Hua Wuyou watched the departing figure and said.
"If Wuyou doesn't sculpt clay figures soon, the clay will harden!" Gu Qingfeng didn't answer her question, but reminded her. Hua Wuyou panicked upon hearing this. This was a gift she was going to give to Qingfeng, and she couldn't afford to mess it up.
Wen Longting walked listlessly down the street and unknowingly arrived at Ji Jiuying's tavern.
"Miss Wen?"
Grandma Zhang recognized her; she was Miss's friend. She quickly came to greet her.
"Grandma Zhang, bring me some wine."
Wen Longting sat weakly on the stool. Zhang Mama gestured for Da Niu to bring out the wine, while she stayed by Wen Longting's side.
"Girl, are you unhappy?"
Grandma Zhang's words were like a pair of scissors, cutting the rope tightly gripped by the drowning man's hands. The emotions that had been building up over the past few days exploded in that instant.
Wen Longting hugged Zhang Mama and burst into tears. Zhang Mama didn't ask her why, letting her hug her and gently comforting her with both hands, "Girl, there's no hurdle in the world that can't be overcome. Cry! Crying will make you feel better."
After Wen Longting cried herself out, she let go of Zhang Mama and said, "Thank you, Zhang Mama! You go ahead and do your work. I'll sit here and calm down."
Seeing this, Grandma Zhang didn't know what to say, so she could only keep an eye on her while working.
When Wen Chuyu arrived, Wen Longting was already asleep, slumped over the table! Tears still clung to her eyelashes, and Wen Chuyu tenderly patted her head.
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