Yan Zhuoxu dreamed that he walked into the medicinal bath Zen room.
I half-picked up the gardenia I had been thinking about day and night from the water.
His hand stroked the scriptures engraved on it.
The ink-colored handwriting was faded away by him, fell into the dark medicinal juice, and floated on the water.
He reached his hand under the water and grasped the branch.
Those hands that twirled the Buddhist beads, those hands that copied the scriptures, those hands as pure as cold jade that added oil to the eternal lamp and snuffed the candles.
At this moment, he was underwater, where gods and Buddhas had no regard for him.
Greed stirs deeply.
The air in the house was hot and humid, taking away people's consciousness.
He followed suit, becoming stained with the wetness of sin.
The picture is broken and cut.
He returned to his Zen room, and in the silent gaze of the gods and Buddhas in the room, he grabbed Shen Zhiyi's ankles and pressed her under him.
Tear off all the fabrics covering the warp.
And the bright yellow cassock he was wearing.
The soft silk skirt and the solemn and sacred monk's robe overlap.
Forming a confusing and sinful beauty.
The eternally burning light flickered, casting the shadows of the two entangled bodies on the wall.
Buddha's light shines everywhere.
But it is the beginning of decline.
In fear of betraying the Buddha, Yan Zhuoxu kissed her neck and licked her red earlobes and face insatiably.
The Buddha said, if faith, aspiration and action are all fulfilled, one can attain paradise early.
He believed her.
Wish she.
I can't help but get closer to her...
Yan Zhuoxu was confused and thinking in a daze due to high fever.
Buddha, Buddha, why didn’t he see the Asuras of Hell, but instead went to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss?
Who will give him the answer...
He was sweating profusely and suddenly opened his eyes.
The Zen room is quiet.
He found himself lying on the couch without knowing when.
There was a square scarf covering her forehead.
He slowly raised his hand, took off the handkerchief, and frowned in confusion.
Turning around, he saw Shen Zhiyi kneeling beside the bed, her head resting near his arm, her eyes closed, as if she was asleep.
His heart suddenly hit him.
Why is she here?
Yan Zhuoxu lowered his eyes, staring at the towel in his hand, then turned his head and saw the basin of water on the ground.
I suddenly understood.
He has a fever.
She stayed there all night, taking care of him, helping him to cool down and sleep...
Yan Zhuoxu felt an indescribable emotion in his heart. He pursed his lips and stared at her intently.
There is clearly another man in her heart.
Yet she took such good care of him and was not on guard against him.
Is it because he is a monk?
So, in her heart, heaven and earth are people without desires and demands, and there is no need to abide by any boundaries?
Yan Zhuoxu looked away, feeling as if his heart was choked with depression.
After a while, he couldn't help but turned to look at her.
She seemed extremely tired.
Half of his face was resting on his arms, and the other half was covered in the lamplight and moonlight.
Soft and fluffy, very cute.
Yan Zhuoxu saw her slightly pouting, soft, crimson lips.
His throat rolled up and down.
In his dream, he kissed so many places, but never her lips.
Would that be his answer?
He clenched his handkerchief tightly, and his eyes turned dark in an instant.
Shen Zhiyi moved, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.
Yan Zhuoxu looked away calmly.
"Master, are you awake?!" She rushed over to him in surprise, but seemed to be hesitant about something. When she was about to get close to him, she stepped back.
"I'm sorry, it's all my fault..."
Her brows drooped. "If the thank-you gift I gave you hadn't been so out of the ordinary, you wouldn't have been frightened like this."
"Fortunately, Abbot Wu came to see you and said that you were fine, just obsessed. It would be fine once you break it."
"Master, your fever has subsided. Are you feeling better?"
Obsession lingers in my heart.
Yan Zhuoxu's lips were pale, and even his expression was dim.
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