Little Monk, Dharma Name Duchen

"Master, why did you come back suddenly?"

Gu Yin rubbed his sleepy eyes, quickly put on some clothes, got up and ran to give Gu Wenyan some comfort.

"I'm in my own house, I'll go back if I want to." Gu Wenyan went back to the room sullenly, threw his shoes and threw them on the bed.

From this night until now, his mind is swollen and uncomfortable.

In fact, after saying goodbye to Lu Huaan and He Yu, he felt a little stuffy in his chest.

In his opinion, Lu Hua'an resembled him very much, but was far behind him.

When he found that he began to have feelings for Du Chen that went beyond good feelings, Gu Wenyan was a little afraid and didn't dare anymore. This was the first time he had feelings for a person, regardless of gender, but he Knowing that Duchen is a monk, even if he takes the lead to practice, he is still a monk.

In any case, there is no future for them.

Thinking of these, his heart fell to the bottom.

Therefore, Gu Wenyan wanted to escape, instead of facing Du Chen every day, maybe he didn't like it...

He wrote a letter so simply, gave it to Du Kong so easily, hired a groom just like that, and returned home at night...

However, lying back on the bed, Gu Wenyan found that he closed his eyes, and immediately thought of... that little monk who doesn't talk much, usually has a strict eye, but can smile very gently.

"Ahhhhhhh, I'm so annoying!" Covered with a quilt, Gu Wenyan decided to knock himself out!

It has been almost half a month since I came back from Lu Mansion.

During this period of time, Duchen still woke up to ring the bell every morning, went up the mountain to chop firewood, and had lunch classes at noon. Everything seemed normal, but in Duming's eyes, it became very unusual again.

"Eldest senior brother, don't you think... the third senior brother has changed?" Du Ming ran into Du's empty room, worried.

"Huh? What do you mean by that?"

"Since the third senior brother came back from Lu's residence, he has spent a lot more time going to the main hall every day, and... he doesn't like to talk much. Recently, I saw that he didn't even have a smile on his face. He looks very haggard...you Say, isn't it..."

"What?" Du Kong looked up at Du Ming.

"Tell me, is there something unclean about the Lu's residence having performed rituals..." Du Ming frowned and said in a low voice.

"Nonsense, how can a monk say such things." Du Kong sighed helplessly, "I will go and see Du Chen, you go back first."

"Yes..." Du Ming left with his head drooping.

According to Duming, Dukong also felt the change in Duchen. That night, Dukong came to Duchen's room.

Du Kong: "Third Junior Brother, are you reading scriptures?"

Du Chen nodded: "Senior brother, what's the matter?"

Dukong thought for a while, and said, "Recently, do you have something on your mind?"

"...Me?" Du Chen lowered his head thoughtfully and shook his head, "What's on your mind? People who practice should have no desires and desires, and their hearts are like still water."

"Then if you don't experience the world, how can you let go of it?"

"Eldest brother..." Du Chen opened his eyes wide and looked at Du Kong.

"Young Master Gu, you have been gone for several days."

"It's been half a month..." Duchen replied without thinking.

Dukong smiled, "Since you're concerned, why didn't you go to him?"

"I..." Du Chen pretended to be relaxed, "We only have a casual acquaintance with him, so why worry about him?"

"Oh? In fact, Mr. Gu, the third junior brother knows best about you. You can practice and practice as usual, but the most important thing in cultivation is peace of mind. Only the third junior brother understands how to calm the mind."

After speaking, Dukong nodded and left.

Duchen was left alone in a daze, unable to calm down for a long time...

He still clearly remembered that the letter Gu Wenyan left him after he left contained only four simple words: Goodbye, cherish.

Because of these four words, Duchen's heart is always in a mess these days.

Walking on the road at the back of the mountain, seeing the dog's tail grass everywhere, he would think of that Mr. Pian Pian, who smiled brightly in the afternoon, had picked two sticks of dog's tail and tied them into knots for him; The sound of the bell still couldn't make Du Chen find the meditation he had practiced. On the contrary, he always had a faint expectation in his heart, hoping that when he turned around, there would be someone slowly walking up from the back of the mountain, bending over and looking beautiful. With peach-blossom eyes, he casually called him: Little Master...

little master...

Du Chen smiled, and every time he heard Gu Wenyan call him that, he felt very warm in his heart.

However, when he looked back at this moment, there was an empty mountain, and the wind of late autumn blew past his eyes. Unknowingly, his eyes were red from the cold, and his heart also chilled little by little.

"Gu Wenyan..."

Duchen sighed lightly...