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Zhou Heng finished speaking and then turned and left. The trace of his fluttering clothes remained at the corner as I stood there blankly, staring at the empty intersection.
Did he just ask me out?
Why is my face so hot? It's overcast today, not hot at all. I looked up at the eaves, only to see the hazy sky. I reached up to touch my face, and indeed, it was much warmer than my hand.
"Xiao Meng."
Yao Yao suddenly popped up, ran over and hugged me, happily dancing around. I pried her off me and asked helplessly, "Did you take some kind of stimulant?"
Yao Yao looked at me mysteriously, shook her head, and said, "Not a stimulant, but something even more powerful."
I looked carefully at her face, besides the smile that seemed infatuated, I couldn't see anything else unusual. Yao Yao grabbed my arm and made a hushing gesture. I looked at her in surprise, "If you have something to say, just say it, don't beat around the bush." Yao Yao frowned, pursed her lips, and said, "Ling Xiaomeng, your biggest flaw is that you have no sense of humor."
Ah! We've known each other for many years. When has she ever found me humorous? This isn't the first day we've met, so why talk nonsense.
I asked impatiently, "Can we leave now? There's no dinner in the observatory."
As I spoke, I grabbed my bag and headed towards the exit. Yao Yao could only follow, shouting, "You didn't even say goodbye to Master Zhou, at least say goodbye."
Me: "I already said goodbye just now."
Yao Yao quickly caught up with me and walked side by side, with a hint of annoyance in her tone, scolding me, "Ling Xiaomeng, I think you are more like a blockhead than Master Zhou."
I gave her a look, "If we don't leave before five o'clock, you'll have to walk down the mountain, Ms. Yao, do you understand?"
Yao Yao blinked a few times and asked, "What time is it now?"
"It's three thirty," I said to Yao Yao, feeling speechless. I didn't want to walk down the mountain on foot.
As we chatted, we were already approaching the gate. Upon hearing my words, Yao Yao quickened her pace and said, "Then let's hurry."
She seems even more anxious than me now. I couldn't help but smile. Who was the one who wanted to chat with Master Zhou just now? Now she's running faster than a rabbit.
I was about to speed up my pace when I heard someone calling from behind, "Daoist Ling."
I saw Xiao Chen running towards me. He was panting as if he had just dashed out of the temple. He came up to me, caught his breath, and said, "Senior Brother Zhou asked me to escort you."
" Master Zhou Why didn't you come to send us yourself? Wouldn't that show more sincerity?" Yao Yao asked me as soon as she arrived. "Isn't that right, Xiao Meng?"
I felt embarrassed and my face must have looked terrible. I awkwardly smiled and said, "Master Xiao Chen, it's not necessary. We can find our way down the mountain."
Master Xiao Chen grinned, showing his white teeth, and said to me, "Senior Brother Zhou couldn't make it, so I came instead."
I busily said, "Today is the fifteenth at the Taoist temple, and we are already causing trouble. Master Xiao Chen, there's really no need to go to such trouble."
"Hey! Don't be so polite with me," Master Xiao Chen was really not polite, and walked directly in front of me to lead the way. Yao Yao signaled to me and quietly asked, "I told you Master Zhou is reliable."
I turned to look at the Taoist temple. Inside, the sound of bells and chimes echoed, and the clear Sanskrit chanting floated out from the main hall, creating a peaceful atmosphere.
Zhou Heng is inside praying and chanting for the well-being of the people, dressed in a green Daoist robe, he must be devoutly reciting scriptures at this moment. I should actually take a look at him in his work mode, but at this moment, I unexpectedly feel a bit reluctant to leave.
"Xiao Meng, keep up," Yao Yao's shout brought me back to reality, and I quickly turned around to catch up with their footsteps. Yao Yao and Master Xiao Chen are both talkative people, chatting and laughing as they walk, while I seem like a mere decoration on the side.
"Master Xiao Chen, don't you feel bored staying here all year round?"
Master Xiao Chen pursed his lips and thought for a moment, "Actually, we Taoist priests are not as boring as you imagine. We have a lot of things to do. Besides doing our homework, we also play soccer, video games..."
Yao Yao looked at him in surprise, "Your leisure life is so rich?"
Master Xiao Chen: "Yes, Senior Brother Zhou is the best at playing soccer. Last year, we won the friendly match with The Three Realms View all thanks to Senior Brother Zhou."
My heart was also drawn by Xiao Chen's words, and I couldn't help but ask, "Senior Brother Zhou has a wide range of hobbies, huh?" Master Xiao Chen smiled and said, "Our master once said that Senior Brother Zhou is the most insightful among our many senior brothers." Yao Yao couldn't help but sigh, "I knew Master Zhou was extraordinary."
Master Xiao Chen: "We all feel that in the future, the head of Qingyun Temple must be Senior Brother Zhou."
My smile froze on my face, and at that moment, I felt a strange sensation in a certain part of my heart. My smile remained on my face, but my state of mind had changed.
It's a known fact that Zhou Heng will eventually inherit Qingyun Temple, but when it was said by Xiao Chen, I suddenly felt as if I had been struck by a bolt from the blue.
Yao Yao suddenly stopped in her tracks, standing still and asking herself, " Master Zhou didn't become a monk, did he?"
Master Xiao Chen didn't understand her meaning, still smiling, and explained, "It's just a matter of time."
My heart instantly became complicated and difficult to discern. I cared a lot about whether Zhou Heng would really become a monk. I was speechless. When did I start to have such feelings in my heart?
Yao Yao busily asked, "Did he say it himself?"
Master Xiao Chen shook his head and did not answer.
I walked at the back, feeling a slight cool breeze, which seemed to make me more awake. I cannot have other thoughts about Zhou Heng, this would be blasphemy, and even more so, it would be forcing it.
Yao Yao saw that I was silent, and looked at me with concern. She slowed down, came to my side, and said carefully, " Xiao Meng, don't be disheartened. I heard from Aunt Wang that he was only sent to the Taoist temple because he was often sick as a child, and becoming a Taoist was not his intention."
I smiled awkwardly and said, "Why are you saying this? What Master Zhou wants to do, how can I influence?"
Yao Yao: "Are you really naive or pretending to be? Can't you see that Master Zhou is very special to you?"
I was stunned, looking at Yao Yao, anxiously reminding her, " big mouthed Yao, don't talk nonsense." I signaled with my eyes that Master Xiao Chen was still ahead. If he heard this, it would be a problem. Master Xiao Chen did turn around and look at the two of us, smiling as he asked, " Daoist Ling, Daoist Yao, I'll just take you to this point, the cable car is ahead." I politely bowed and thanked him, "Thank you, Master."
Master Xiao Chen scratched his head, "Senior Brother Zhou's business is my business. It's a small matter."
Yao Yao widened her eyes and looked at him, "Master, your English is very standard. It seems that my horizons are too narrow. The Taoists at Qingyun Temple are quite different."
Master Xiao Chen's face turned slightly red, and he shyly smiled, "Senior Brother Zhou taught me. His English is very good. He is the one who receives foreign Pilgrims visiting the temple."
Nine out of ten times, he can't help but mention Zhou Heng. It seems that he truly admires Zhou Heng from the bottom of his heart. I am curious about what kind of person Zhou Heng really is. He seems to shine like gold all over, so dazzling. But it also makes me feel that he is even more unattainable, like a deity in a grand hall, to be worshipped but not profaned.
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