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I feel very awkward seeing Master Xiao Chen like this, and I don't want to ask further. But when I look up, I see Zhou Heng chatting so harmoniously with that Lixiang, which makes me angry.
I don't want to continue feeling upset, so I turn and head outside the playground.
Zhou Heng really makes me furious, getting so close to other girls. Aren't Taoist priests supposed to stay away from worldly desires? I know Zhou Heng has a natural charm, attracting butterflies to him.
I kicked the floor in frustration, it hurt, really damn hurt, my foot.
Hiss! I quickly found a place to sit down. Fortunately, the pain gradually subsided after a while.
I sat on the flower bed, rubbing my foot, feeling dejected and angry at the same time.
Zhou Heng Should I come to watch the game or come to get angry?
I really want to leave, but I feel unwilling, so I deliberately sat there, waiting for Zhou Heng to come.
"Zhou Heng, I'll count to ten. If you don't show up, I'll leave immediately and never talk to you again."
I buried my head and looked at the counter on my phone, counting down from ten: "Ten, nine, eight... three, two..."
Before I could finish counting, a bottle of mineral water appeared in front of me.
"Childish," came Zhou Heng's voice, gentle with a hint of indulgence, as he sat down with me.
"I didn't reach out to take the water he handed me because I was still angry.
"Okay, I admit I was wrong. When I saw you walking away looking angry, I knew I had caused trouble," Zhou Heng explained, which improved my mood by a lot.
I pretended to still be angry, snatched the water from his hand, and drank most of it in one gulp."
"You seem to be having a great time chatting with Lixiang, huh? I know you are the hope of your entire Taoist temple and the gospel of the female Pilgrims."
Zhou Heng helplessly shook his head and ruffled my hair, gently asking, "Are all you girls so petty?"
I was not happy, frowned, and glared at him.
"Whoever is mad at you, I'm mad at myself. I deserve it, I come running to be abused."
Zhou Heng couldn't argue with me, he smiled and said, "I can never win an argument with you."
"Are you close with Lixiang?"
Zhou Heng was first stunned, then just looked at me without answering.
I became anxious, grabbed his arm, and asked regretfully, "What do you mean by not saying anything? She likes you, I can tell. Are you really going to teach her calligraphy? Also, does she often come to the Guanli to find you?"
Zhou Heng was taken aback by my questions, and probably didn't react to my consecutive questions.
His distinct facial features were illuminated by the sunlight, and I saw myself in his eyes, a face on the verge of tears, gazing at him like that.
I released his arm, lowered my eyelids, feeling quite dejected.
"You don't have to answer," he said.
"Listen to me carefully, okay?"
Zhou Heng had a calm expression mixed with a hint of helplessness. He always spoke in such a methodical, unhurried manner, which really made me anxious.
"Lixiang was my classmate from elementary school to junior high, and she is also the daughter of the principal of this elementary school. We've known each other since we were young. Everyone at Qingyun Temple is familiar with her, and she often visits the temple."
"She has a cheerful personality, unlike me who is more reserved, so she always takes the initiative to talk to me. Maybe she feels sorry for me, so she has always been very caring towards me."
As I said this, my hand unconsciously clenched into a fist, feeling a twinge of guilt. Lixiang's indifferent face still flashed in my mind, and I could see the passion in her eyes for Zhou Heng. Could it be that Zhou Heng didn't develop feelings over time?
Zhou Heng took a sip of water and continued, "I treat Lixiang like a younger sister, nothing more."
I looked up at Zhou Heng, and the peaceful expression between his beautiful eyebrows made me feel that my heart was too small in comparison. Just now, I actually thought about what might happen between Lixiang and Zhou Heng. For a moment, I was speechless.
My voice was very soft, "Just now... I was jealous!" In the end, I became like a mosquito, completely voiceless.
My mood cleared up instantly, and Zhou Heng also showed a relieved smile. Without realizing it, we looked at each other, and I found the air had become sweet.
"Do you like writing? Can I teach you how to write calligraphy?"
Ah? I didn't expect that Master Zhou wants to teach me how to write Chinese calligraphy.
"Just now, weren't you saying that Lixiang wants to learn Chinese calligraphy from me? Actually, I have never taught her."
I understand his meaning. He is a sensible person and naturally wouldn't do anything against the rules. Even if Lixiang hints at it, he wouldn't accept.
"I have very bad handwriting," I quickly waved my hand, not wanting Zhou Heng to see my illegible writing.
Zhou Heng, however, said seriously, "I can teach you. I guarantee you will graduate smoothly."
" Master Zhou, is there anything you can't do?"
"Um, can you guess?"
"Do you sing?"
"I'm the lead singer at every Taoist ritual."
"Do you play any musical instruments?"
"Yeah, I can play the erhu, flute, and suona."
"......."
I sat on the flower terrace with Zhou Heng and we started chatting, dispelling the previous gloom. Watching Zhou Heng talk so eloquently, my heart gradually felt at ease.
I like him this way, with a stable masculine charm and a sunny boyish quality. He is knowledgeable, capable, and always lectures me with a bunch of principles.
For others, a date must have a romantic atmosphere and style. But I find that even just walking with Zhou Heng can make me happy and excited.
Hmm, it's a great idea for two people to write calligraphy together, at least it's not the same old dating routine. I was having a good conversation with Zhou Heng when Lixiang and Master Xiao Chen walked over. From a distance, I could see that Lixiang looked at me with disgust and had a very restrained expression on her face. She must really dislike me at this moment, because Zhou Heng, who was with me, was not the least bit reserved and was sitting right next to me, shoulder to shoulder.
I stood up and waved to Master Xiao Chen: "Master Xiao Chen."
Lixiang and Master Xiao Chen had already arrived in front of us. Lixiang had been staring at me the whole time, and the look in her eyes made me feel uneasy.
"Daoist Ling, it's rare for you to come to the mountain today. Why not have a meal at the temple?" Master Xiao Chen's invitation was natural, but Lixiang gritted her teeth and glared at me with resentment.
In the next moment, she finally impatiently said, "Today is not a day for almsgiving in the temple. It seems like there's no extra food prepared for additional people, right?"
Extra people? Huh. Obviously, I am the extra one.
Lixiang spoke without any politeness, she looked at me with relief, and asked, "Seeing Daoist Ling like this, you must be leaving the mountain, right?"
I didn't even say a word, and she took charge for me. It seems I have annoyed this Lixiang female lay practitioner. I forced a smile, not to show my anger, but calmly said, "I bought a train ticket back to Rongcheng in the afternoon, so there's no rush." Zhou Heng just smiled slightly, while Master Xiao Chen had a wry expression.
Lixiang stomped her foot in anger at my words, snorted, and then stormed out of the school gate.
Master Xiao Chen rubbed his head apologetically and said, "Sorry, Daoist Ling, she has a bit of a temper."
After saying that, he had already chased after her.
"Let's go," Zhou Heng said, pulling on my sleeve before I could react, and we left the school gate. Along the way, a gentle breeze blew as we walked on a small path in the mountains, stepping on fallen leaves.
Zhou Heng said that this season every year, Lingyan Mountain is the most beautiful, because there are many red maple trees planted here. When the weekend comes, the mountain is crowded with tourists. Walking with the person you like on the path covered with maple leaves, the feeling is so subtle. It's not a romantic scene from a Korean drama, but it's the most heartfelt moment. He is dressed in sportswear, just like a big boy, with a fair face that doesn't reveal his age at all.
I made a joke about him, this is the result of practicing in the mountains.
"Practicing to cultivate oneself is just daily homework. If it's really as miraculous as you say, then beauty salons might go out of business."
"Then, Master Zhou, do you want to consider taking on disciples and passing on your secret of immortality?"
"Immortality? This was originally the ultimate pursuit of Daoism, but in this world, there is no such thing as immortality. It's just about maintaining a youthful heart."
As we spoke, the wind picked up and swept in, causing the leaves to fall all around us. It was as if it were raining in front of me, occupying my line of sight.
Red, yellow, orange, green, mixed together like a rainbow shower.
I stood there, looking up at the sky, so beautiful. Many sceneries are discovered unintentionally. Just like the encounters in life, they cannot be deliberately sought, but happen unintentionally.
The wind passes, sweeping across the tip of my heart, creating ripples, spreading out...
Hmm!
Zhou Heng suddenly reached out and took the leaf off my head. His movement was very gentle, and as his hand came over, I smelled the faint sandalwood scent. It's a familiar smell to me, and also the one I missing.
He played with the leaf in his hand. It was a red maple leaf, bright in color and regular in shape.
He suddenly said, "Give it to me, okay?"
Huh? I was stunned.
He smiled and said, "It fell on top of your head, so it's destined for you. Now it's in my hands, and I think it's destined for me too."
Fate, such a subtle word.
My heart trembled as I gazed deeply at the maple leaf in his hand.
Zhou Heng's words echoed in my ears, not sweet nothings, but they felt like sweet nothings.
My heart is joyful.
Silence, no sound.
Unconsciously, Zhou Heng and I return along the path. The one-hour journey doesn't feel long at all. Instead, it's a bit regretful that we've reached the mountaintop so quickly.
When we arrived, there were already many people sitting in Xianyunzhai, all of them were Taoists from Qingyun Temple. Of course, Lixiang was also inside, but Master Xiao Chen was sitting next to her.
Zhou Heng found a place for me, settled me in, and before long, the lunch was served.
He asked me with a smile, "Last time at my house, you already saw my cooking skills, that was just the tip of the iceberg, all of this, it's all taught by Aunt Wang."
I pick up the vegetables and put them in my mouth, loving the light and refreshing taste. "Oh, my Master Zhou, can you stop showing off in front of me? I'm feeling so embarrassed." We joke around, but enjoy the food very much.
But I know Lixiang is staring at me with dissatisfaction, making me feel uncomfortable all over.
Huh! What's the matter with this?
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