Faithful to Buddha, Faithful to You

Chapter 32: Easy to Follow, Hard to Stop

Moboshin opened the door and was surprised to see me, and he followed Rosh back to Subash after the funeral. This faithful old man, to their father and son, even to me, waited very carefully, never saying much. I laughed at him and told him I was here to quit, hoping he could help me go to the temple and talk to Rosh.

When Moboshin came back, he wasn't alone, and Rosh followed. It's not even time for evening classes, and he's skipping class again.

When he entered the hospital door, he was cautious, tripped by the threshold, and I saw him standing at the door of the room. Such a tall monk usually behaved like a gentleman. He also tripped to the threshold and almost wrestled. I couldn't help laughing.

When he saw me smile, he seemed a little upset. He stood still and regained his manners and walked towards me.

“Why didn't you come over for evening classes? ”

He stayed, blushing, but didn't answer, looking elsewhere.

“Rosh, you are the host of a temple, not to disobey the commandments as you did when you were a child.” I put my face up and spoke to him as a child, "you go back to the temple and finish your evening lesson.” One more meal, one more sentence: “I have something to tell you. ”

“Is this about leaving? ”

I was surprised, then nodded. How could he not have guessed with such a high IQ?

“So, Rosh, come back at night. ”

His tone was bland and he could not hear any fluctuations. After a slight bow, he turned around and left. However, as I crossed the courtyard door, I was tripped again by the threshold. This time, I can't laugh.

Autumn night came earlier. As the sun sets, the Heather Autumn wind blows through and the night is cool. I sat in front of the window staring at the courtyard door, and when I saw his figure appeared, I stared closely at his feet. Luckily, it didn't trip this time.

He went in, looked at me, and gently said, "It's getting colder and colder at night, I think I should add more clothes. ”

My nose was sore and I could barely hold my tears. Suck on your nose and cover up my whimpering voice: “Yeah, I've got a cold...”

“You never take care of yourself. I'll call a doctor tomorrow.” His eyes fell on my wounded arm again, "did he continue medication these days? ”

Rosh hasn't bandaged me personally for more than a month in the state house, but a maid comes to help me every day. And he, no matter how busy he was with his father's illness, came to see me change my medication every day, telling me not to touch the water and not to scratch the itch until the day he left.

“No need.” Rosh, don't be so gentle with me, I can't bear it. I bite my lips and try to level my voice: “I'm going back to King's City tomorrow. I've contacted the merchant team and will be leaving shortly. ”

He didn't say a word and his eyes drifted away. He looked at me again later and said, “Didn't you always want to go to Dry City? It just so happens that Rosh decides to go on a tour of Shakkar and will pass there...”

“Rosh!” I interrupted him, maniacally trying to breathe out a breath in his chest, "don't you understand? I'm leaving because I can't stay with you anymore. ”

His eyes darkened, his curtains dropped, and he smiled soberly: "I see.” Go too far, take a breath, and say quietly, "Then let Fursati take care of you. He is reckless, but sincere to you...”

“Rosh!” I'm really upset. Smart as he is, why he still doesn't understand. “What is this? Push me to your brother? Because he's more qualified to be with me? Rosh, I don't need a man to take care of me, myself...”

“Ai Qing...” He suddenly looked up at me. In his big light grey eyes, he was beating a stabbing light. “How can you stay...”

I opened my mouth and the words didn't come out. Big tears rolled down first. “I…” Open my mouth again, still unable to say the full sentence, “I…”

I turned my head. I didn't want him to see me cry, but how could I stand it? How can you stand it?

“Aiqing...” His voice sounded fragile and his slender arm reached out to me. I closed my eyes and fell into a trembling embrace.

The moment he touched his chest, a faint tremor came from the top of his head: "Ten years in exchange for just a few months of silence? ”

At that moment, I finally couldn't stop crying. Rosh, Rosh, why am I in love with you? Why can't we just love each other? Why did I agree to this damn crossing?

I cried in his arms and wet his brown and red monk coat. His warmth ironed my face through his clothes, hoping this warm embrace was a place to rest at all times.

“Ai Qing...” He pulled me apart slightly and looked me in the eye. Two strings of teardrops gushed out, along a narrow face, and stopped slightly on a slightly bluish sharpened chin, heavily on the brown red monk's coat. Tears blossomed and stained into a dark flower. “This is the third time Rosh has cried in his life. The first time I was a mother, with you around, Rosh knew for the first time how nice it was to have someone with you when you were in pain. The second time, the night my father died, Rosh snuck out of town to cry, and I wish you were there. ”

“I'm here...” I couldn't cry and looked at him in tears, “I've been... not far from you until you came back tomorrow...”

I was held in his arms again, and this time he was no longer as gentle as he used to be, and his arms came with a bit of renewed strength, seemingly trying to fit me into his chest. I could barely breathe in his arms, stretching out my hands and wrapping around his slender back. He trembled slightly and suddenly pulled me apart.

“Irene, you've lived here for three months, and Rosh has never been happier in his life. Every day I think about meeting you at night, I look forward to doing evening classes. ”

“Rosh...” eyes in his drunken eyes, I've lost my mind, “Me too, I look forward to seeing you every day...”

“Rosh thinks...” His throat goes up and down, stares me in the eye, every word is so hard, “Rosh always thinks...”

I looked at him, blinking my tears, sucking my nose, waiting for him to go on. He swallowed for a long time and kept his mouth open, but he couldn't vomit.

“Rosh...” I lowered my voice and looked into the deep water where he couldn't see the bottom, “What are you trying to say? ”

“Want to... kiss... you, okay? ”

He finally said it, trembling, word for word. His face was burning like fire, and his eyes, clear as water, stared firmly at me, expecting a little. My heart was sour and I burst into tears. This simple man, ask me if I can?

“No.” Trying to take a deep breath, I said softly, "You can't break the precept. ”

He trembled and couldn't help but hold my arms down. I couldn't bear to see the dark wounds on one side of my face.

“But I can kiss you...”

I lifted my feet and graced him as a swan's neck, kissing him gently on his thin lips. Big eyes looked so close that they sucked me into the bottomless abyss. Long lashes twinkle and look gorgeous. His lips were soft and the moment he touched them, like an electric light, anesthetized me from head to toe.

His body trembled slightly, his eyes still open, his eyes slightly surprised, then his heart filled with joy. I closed my eyes and felt the moisture on his lips. The kiss was so beautiful, the one from Fursati wasn't even a kiss. So, this is my first real kiss, a kiss that I can remember forever.

He just stood there, letting me stick it on his soft lips and didn't dare move. I tried to stick my tongue out and lick the lips he was still holding, and he poured a very slight hum and opened his lips. I hesitated for half a second and gently penetrated his tongue, touching his warm tongue. He remained still, but his breath became more and more impatient. When I touched my tongue, he suddenly stirred my waist, lowered his head, leaned forward, and actively stretched his tongue to me. What if we chase each other, wrap around each other, tangle around each other, and the sky collapses? Between heaven and earth, it's just you and me, men and women...

When we finally split up, we both gasped and smiled in each other's eyes...

“Remember, you were forced by me, and I was the one who seduced you to break the precept. So all the sins are borne by me alone, not by you. There is no fear of entering any level of Hell Ai Qing...”

“Ai Qing...” He still stirred my waist with one hand and touched my face with the other, carefully and gently portraying the five officials on my face. His slender hands, whisked anywhere, burned a cloud.

“Rosh had already broken the precept...” He sighed down against my forehead, “Jealous of his brother, he broke the precept. Always thinking about you, breaking the sex ring. When I'm with you, I want to touch you again, and I make a * * wish to touch a woman. Axel, Rosh, 10 years ago, 10 years ago, he's been breaking the rules. ”

He pulled my body over, looked at him, his eyes were gentle and drowning, "So it's Rosh who deserves to go to hell, not you...”

“Rosh...” I put in his warm arms, "You were not guilty, I seduced you. I am like the witch who seduces the Buddha. When the phantom phase disappears, the smoke will disappear...”

His mouth was sealed by his hand, I couldn't speak, my eyes against the gentle, bright water of the lake. His voice was like a jade, whispering in my ear: “You're not...”

He looked at me, hesitated, struggled and struggled. “You…” take a deep breath, his voice is almost unheard, “You… want Rosh to be vulgar? ”

“No!” I trembled, pulling myself out of his arms, and everything I wanted to temporarily forget brought me back to reality alive. “You can't! ”

“Rosh, you will achieve a great deal in the future. You will spread Buddha Law to the Chinese Plains and spread Buddha Law to the Chinese Plains.” I looked down at him and said sadly, "So you can't be vulgar. If you're still vulgar, I can't imagine the consequences, I'll go crazy and I'll never forgive myself. Rosh, your destiny is long overdue, I can't change...”

I cried again as I spoke. I know his destiny. I can't change his destiny. What about my own? I wouldn't have met him anyway, but who knows where my destiny will go when it changes my destiny?

He sighed and held me in his arms again. “Ai Qing, did you come to Rosh with Buddha's will? You're a fairy, so you know Rosh's future? ”

“Rosh, I can't explain my history to you, but I'm telling the truth. Promise me you won't be vulgar for life. Remember, you still have a great volunteer: go to Nakahara to celebrate Buddha Law and save more suffering people from the bitter sea. ”

He held me tighter, his chest upside down, and half-witted, “Okay, Rosh promised you. Since you've always wanted Rosh to spread Buddha in China, Rosh will definitely go.” He paused, swallowed his throat, and asked softly in my ear, "Just, do you have to go? ”

“Rosh, didn't you say everything was empty? I'm just an illusion. I'm not real. I'll be gone soon. In the future, as long as you decide who you are, you can forget me..."

“There are four great five shackles that make people feel comfortable.” He slowly let go of me, turned around and looked out the window, and the dull oil lamp couldn't cover his eyes. "How could Rosh feel comfortable in this world of desire, chaining himself? ”

“All love can be long. Life is in danger of dawn dew. Love gives birth to worry, love gives birth to fear. If you are separated from your loved ones, there is nothing to worry about or be afraid of.” I muttered what Yuan Ziyuan said to Hu when he left in "The Flying Fox Out". This is also from the Buddhist scriptures, now read word for word, liver and intestine are broken. “Rosh, divorce from love, naturally there is no fear...”

“If you say you can forget, then why are you ‘worried by love, scared by love’?” He closed his eyes and shed his last tear, "God forbid. In that case, Rosh will send you back to heaven...”

We didn't sleep that night, we relied on each other for heating. Tomorrow is the time of goodbye. Never come this moment.

“Rosh...”

“Mmm...”

“It's time for you to do your early classes...”

“Another night? Why are you going so fast? ”

“The Master wants to go back to Bingbin and leave today. Rosh will send him away and then go on a tour of the Shaq. The monks there have invited Rosh to talk about the grand prize on several occasions...”

“Mmm...”

“So Rosh didn't send it for you...”

“Mmm...”

“Aiqing, can I see you again? ”

“I don't know...”

“Ai Qing, I kissed you this time, so our sins are just as heavy now. Rosh is a Buddhist monk. He deserves to go into the Great Coke Hell..."

“Well, I'll meet you there...”