Time was walking day by day, Xuan Yi also listened to Luo Ran seriously, no longer going to the back mountain, the two of them had less interaction, leaving only the day when Xuan Yi passed by her room.

It’s not that Luo Ran couldn’t find a place to find him, but, since then, Lin Fei didn’t know that the muscle was wrong, and she loved to come to her every day, and occasionally took her out for a walk. If she said she was a little tired, she would take the embroidery into her room. In short, except for meals, she would always stay with her.

That day, Xuan Yi responded to her words, and naturally she didn't do it. There was someone around her, and she and Xuan Yi couldn't even meet each other.

Luo Ran held the hot water in her hand and looked at the person in front of her who seemed to be embroidering. Naturally, she knew that she wanted to trip up her footsteps. She couldn't see Xuan Yi, so she pestered her and didn't let her see her. Maybe she also wanted to see Xuan Yi through her.

Luo Ran actually had a smile in her heart. She used to stop the heroine from meeting the hero, but now she stopped him.

Luo Ran still looked soft. Lin Fei asked her some questions occasionally, and she gently told her, holding the needle and thread with her slender fingers, embroidering them attentively. After half an hour, a lifelike plum blossom appeared on the handkerchief. She ticked some of the sides and didn't care about Lin Fei's tricks at all.

Although she couldn't see the male lead, she could still get the role by the female lead's side. What's more, she should have a proper distance between him and Xuan Yi, so she was not in a hurry. She closed her eyebrows and showed a slight smile.

Now it is nearly the end of the year. Although Lin Fei comes to see her every day and smiles, her eyebrows are getting more and more impatient. Luo Ran is not anxious, but it does not mean that she is not anxious. She is about to go home for the New Year. It is not certain whether she can convince her parents to come back after the New Year. But except for the initial period, she has not seen Xuan Yi for half a month.

Although she was unexpected in Qingling Temple, she felt unwilling at first and felt that life in the temple would be hard, but later, she was willing to do so. However, now it is not a question of whether she is willing to live in Qingling Temple, but her parents will agree? And... even if she lives in, how can she meet him?

Lin Fei raised her head in the embroidery and looked at Luo Ran with soft eyebrows and eyes. She was not impatient or impatient, and even had a smile on the corner of her mouth. She held a handkerchief in one hand and needlework in the other, and a cup of hot tea next to her, wisps of smoke rose, making her look like a painting, beautiful.

Lin Fei bit his lip and secretly wondered in her heart, was she guessing that she was wrong? In fact, they really had nothing to do with each other. Otherwise, if Luo Ran had the same mind as him, how could he not see him for so long without showing any emotion?

Is she too calm? Or did she really guess wrong?

Lin Fei had no answer, but she was already in a mess. She was not a man who was patient. Now she had been embroidering a handkerchief in the house for half a month, completely exhausting her patience.

Lin Fei had completely forgotten that she came to Luo Ran to learn embroidery. Luo Ran couldn't help but act cute and cute, so she had no choice but to agree.

Lin Fei did not come to see her again the next day. Luo Ran was not surprised. She looked at the embroidery in her hand and hooked the last leaves to make the finished product. During this period, Lin Fei was pestering her, so she thought about embroidering a sachet.

Xuan Yi's birthday was mentioned in the plot, but now it should be coming soon. Luo Ran stood up, walked to the window, and looked at Meilin at the foot of the mountain. She put down the embroidery in her hand, walked out of the door, and looked at Lin Fei's wing room from afar, closed it tightly, as if it was not there. Her eyes flashed slightly, and she still walked under the plum blossom tree with her skirt, folded her to look at the happy plum blossoms, wanting to dry it into dry, and feel at ease in her sachet.

After two days like this, Lin Fei stopped looking for her, nor did she tell her the reason. She also thought she didn't know anything. Ri Xuan also went to the main hall to recite in the morning. When she passed by her, Luo Ran's eyes were slightly bright and she called him crisply.

"Xuan Yi!"

Xuan Yi walked over from the path and occasionally looked at her open window. Sure enough, seeing her sitting there, hearing her call him, he stopped immediately. He was a little morning today than before, and maybe he could stop and say a few words. He walked closer to her and stopped again, looking at her fair face, with a little pinkness, and was smiling at herself.

His eyes moved and he asked her, "What's wrong?"

She just stuck her head out of the window, looked left and right, and then quietly said, "Now Xuan Yi is not going to the back mountain, where am I going to find Xuan Yi?"

This sneaky, private meeting made Xuan Yi's ears lightly red. He coughed unnaturally, looked away, and did not dare to look at her. He hadn't seen her for some days, otherwise how could he recite early every morning? He pursed his lips and said

"Then I'll go to the back mountain today?"

It was really embarrassing to him to think about a place. The places he went to on weekdays were just the main hall, the back mountain, and his own yard. She told him not to go to the back mountain recently, so he stopped going. Now, she wanted to see him, so he would go again. Thinking of this, he curled his eyebrows and covered the astringent feeling in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, Luo Ran frowned and shook his head slightly, "Not good."

Xuan Yi looked up at her in confusion, "Not good?" What's wrong? In the past, didn't they all meet in the back mountain?"

When she saw her embarrassedly covering her face with one hand, she stammered and said, "Lin, Miss Lin will go, I don't want you to see her." The more she said, she lowered her head, as if she was too embarrassed to see anyone.

After Xuan Yi understood her words, he was stunned. He didn't know what others were thinking, and he wouldn't care. However, since she didn't want to, he wouldn't have any objections. He just looked at her quietly and waited for her to continue talking.

He looked at her, as if she was the only one in his eyes. This was what Luo Ran liked the most. She looked at him with a smile, hooked her finger at him, and signaled him to move forward.

Xuan Yi was a little hesitant, and finally listened to her. He took two steps forward and saw her poking out half of her body from the window and whispering in his ear, "Back to the temple, there is a lotus pond. Now it is not the time when the lotus flowers bloom, and it is the most pure. If Xuan Yi was reading Buddhist scriptures there, it must be excellent."

There seemed to be a hint of sweetness on her eyebrows. Xuan Yi only took a look and felt sweet in his heart. His mind was still covered in mud. He nodded and responded. When he realized that he was almost at the hall. He trembled his eyes and only felt that the woman's beauty was misleading. He chanted a few words of "Amitabha" in his heart.

After seeing Xuan Yi's eyes being confused but leaving with a tense face, Luo Ran held back her smile, put down the window, and changed into clothes. She used to wear white clothes. She took out a light blue long skirt from the closet, with crocodile embroidered on the collar, tied a narrow belt around her waist, tied a sachet on her waist, and then sat in front of the mirror and lit a rouge for herself.

In the evening, Luo Ran went out in a cloak and walked towards the lotus pond she and Xuan Yi talked about today. It was a bit remote and very quiet, but the scenery was pleasant. When Luo Ran arrived, Xuan Yi was already waiting there.

He was wearing a monk's robe that had not changed for a century, holding a scripture in his hand, and sat on a stone bench. In Qingling Temple, because there were many pilgrims, there were some stone benches for people to rest everywhere. He looked faint, but occasionally raised his head and looked at the path, not knowing what he was looking at or someone waiting for.

It was not until Luo Ran's figure appeared on the path that he completely calmed down. He was about to read the Buddhist scriptures, but because she got closer, she lost her mind.

Since Meilin that night, Luo Ran has become much bolder. Now he has walked directly to Xuan Yi and sat down. Then he looked up at him with a smile and shouted "Xuan Yi."

Xuan Yi looked at Luo Ran who was very close to her and didn't know what to say, so she could only say "um" lightly. Luo Ran didn't care at all. She knew that he was not doing this on purpose, but didn't know how to get along with her.

As usual, he read Buddhist scriptures and she looked at him. She felt bored and walked around the back mountain casually. Now she was not in the back mountain anymore. She walked to the lakeside. A thin layer of ice formed in the lake. She squatted down, picked up a branch on the ground casually, and poked the thin layer of ice playing.

After using some effort, the ice layer broke open, and the water below began to spread upwards. The nearby layer of ice was already wet in a short while. After playing for a while, she felt distracted and stood up reluctantly, returned to Xuanyi to sit down, held her face in one hand, dazed.

Xuan Yi's Yu Guang kept looking at her. Seeing that she was a little listless at this time, her eyes were slightly dim. He pursed his lips, closed his eyebrows, put down the scriptures in his hand, and asked her.

"I'm bored?"

He had known for a long time that Buddhist scriptures were boring to her, but in the past she was by her side, either playing the piano or staring at him. This was the first time. He didn't know what he thought of doing so in his heart, but he didn't know whether she felt that she was boring like Buddhist scriptures?

Luo Ran did not notice what Xuan Yi was thinking. When she heard Xuan Yi speak, she came back to her senses and looked at Xuan Yi blankly. After reacting to what he asked, she shook her head anxiously, "No!"

Xuan Yi did not expose her, but just pursed her lips and stopped talking. Luo Ran looked at him for a while, as if she understood his thoughts, suddenly stood up, walked to him, and came to his eyes. Her delicate little face was enlarged in his eyes. She opened her beautiful eyes, curled her eyelashes, and then said to him in a low voice.

"Xuan Yi, are you kissing me?"

Xuan Yi suddenly blushed, and she didn't care about what she was thinking just now. She wanted to push her away, but she couldn't bear to let her get so close to her. She watched her fair cheeks gradually dyed with red clouds, and looked at her with her eyes looking forward to satisfying all her requirements.

His eyes gradually moved downward and he placed them on her delicate lips, trembling eyes and looking a little helpless. She bit her lower lip with some grievance, gently pressed it down, and then bounced back. Xuan Yi frowned slightly. He didn't like to see her frowning, nor did he liked her grievance.

But he was still a little nervous, but Luo Ran did not urge him, but only bent his slender waist and looked at him without blinking. After a long time, he heard him sighing very lightly, and then he reached out to cover her eyes. The next moment, she felt her lips being gently held in her mouth.

She couldn't help but tremble her eyelashes, scrambling the palm of his hand, his hand suddenly shrank back, close to each other, the two of them looked at each other, Luo Ran's eyes were unconcealed joy, with some fragmented light, and at some point, she wrapped her arms around his neck, sat on his lap, and placed his hand around her waist.

That day, Merlin seemed to have untied the forbidden spell. It was not difficult to fall. It came very quickly and surging.

Playing and entanglement, the two of them became tighter and tighter. The sky became darker and a ray of wind blew by, but the atmosphere became more and more ambiguous and charming. Her cloak was still on her body, his hand was in the cloak, and he hugged her waist. It seemed as if it was soft and boneless, and he could break one hand. He wanted to hug her hard, but he could only lighten the force pity, as if he was afraid of touching her.

She gradually went down along his lips, and the wet and hot kiss fell on his Adam's apple. His Adam's apple seemed to move. Luo Ran knew clearly. She stretched out her tongue and gently stroked it, and felt his whole body trembling. Before she could move, he put his hands on her shoulders and pulled her away.

Luo Ran's eyes were bright red, and his eyebrows were covered with shame. He looked at him in confusion, and then saw him closing his eyes in pain, frowned, and after a while, he spoke hoarsely.

"Aran, no..."

He didn't say anything, but both of them knew it. Luo Ran's eyes suddenly turned red. She got up from him and took a step back a little far away from him. When the cold wind suddenly hit, Xuan Yi opened his eyes to look at her, and a trace of care flashed quickly in his eyes.

Luo Ran lowered his head shamefully and ashamedly, tears fell in a string, Xuan Yi could no longer sit down. He stood up and approached her. Luo Ran bit his lips and was about to retreat, but he grabbed her. She raised her head in surprise and looked at him. The tears in the corners of her eyes paused for a moment before she fell.

Xuan Yi wiped her tears with one hand, then put her in her arms, pressed against her hair, and spoke slowly.

"Aran, give me some time."

His voice was a little dark and hoarse, and he felt uncomfortable. He didn't want her to cry, but how could he face the Buddha?

Luo Ran leaned in his arms for a long time, wrapped around his waist, his voice felt a little soft after crying, and he blamed himself, "I'm sorry, Xuan Yi, I'm sorry, it's not good for me."

Xuan Yi shook her head. It was not that she was bad, but that she was too good, which made him confused and made it difficult to make a choice now.

He stroked her black hair and looked at Qingling Temple. It seemed that through layers of obstacles, he saw the Buddha statue. He smiled and saved all living beings, as if everyone in the world was in his eyes.

This incident seemed to fall silently again, and Xuan Yi was silent and sent Luo Ran back.

Two more days, the New Year was New Year. Luo Ran had no relatives. She met Xuan Yi by the Lotus Pond like the past, and then went back to the room.

Lin Fei was taken back to the house by the people from the Lin family for the New Year two days ago. Luo Ran held her eyebrows and knew that Lin Fei would not give up like this. She would come again after the New Year.

At night, Luo Ran blew out the oil lamp and went to bed. She couldn't see her expression in secret. She just listened to the outside, and it seemed quite lively. Today is New Year, so how could it not be lively? Fortunately, Qingling Temple is far away from the capital, otherwise it would be too lively, which would make her look too deserted here.

"Dongdong--"

She opened her eyes and lay on the bed for about a quarter of an hour. The door suddenly rang. She looked at the door indifferently. Only Xuan Yi would be the one who would knock on her door.

She put on her outer shirt and embroidered shoes, and then opened the door. It was indeed Xuan Yi, wearing plain clothes, standing outside the door with her eyebrows and eyes closed. Luo Ran's eyes were rippling with water. She blurted out in surprise.

"Xuan Yi?"

Xuan Yi nodded, he lowered his eyebrows slightly, and did not dare to look at Luo Ran. He did not expect that she would go to bed so early. Most people were staying up to date on New Year's Eve. He thought she was the same, but he was afraid that she would be bored alone, so he came to find her.

Luo Ran didn't know his purpose, but it didn't prevent her from having a happier look. She turned her side and said shyly, "Come in first."

When she was sick, Xuan Yi often came to take care of her. At this time, she just hesitated for a moment and entered the room. Luo Ran closed the door and lit the oil lamp again. After the two of them sat down, she remembered to ask.

"How could Xuan Yi come here at this time?"

The tea was already a little cold, and Xuan Yi still poured a cup. He held the tea and said unnaturally, "Come and take a look."

The words are simple and the meaning is shocked, but the meaning is not clear.

Luo Ran vaguely guessed that she smiled lightly and asked softly, "Is Xuan also worried about me?"

The lights inside the house were dim, Xuan Yi's ears were a little red, and it was not obvious. He took a sip of tea and did not speak, but let Luo Ran confirm his guess.

Luo Ran only wore an outer shirt. Although the window was not open in the room, she still felt a little cold at night. She turned her beautiful eyes and stood up and walked towards the bed. Xuan Yi's eyes moved with her, watching her lift the quilt and go to bed, and the red color in her ears was intended to deepen.

She sat on the bed, covered her with the quilt, and then she sat with her knees. Neither of them spoke, but Luo Ran felt that the coldness just disappeared, a smile flashed in her eyes, and she said to Xuan Yi to

"Xuanyi, open the window."

Xuan Yi was in a dilemma. There was not much heat in the house. The cold wind blew in again. He was afraid that she would get cold again when she woke up tomorrow. At this time, he heard her say again.

"I want to see the fireworks set out outside."

She said nothing, but Xuan Yi could hear a hint of loneliness from her words and no longer hesitated. He went forward to open the window and looked far away in the direction of the capital. He could not hear the sound of fireworks, but he could also see the fireworks rising into the air. Xuan Yi stood on one side, looking at Luo Ran's faint look with his eyes facing outward.

He lowered his eyebrows and eyes. The people living in the temple have returned to the mansion one after another these days. She was the only one who entered Qingling Temple for half a year, but never left the temple. Even today, she never saw her family.

The little finger seemed to be hooked by someone, Xuan Yi looked down and looked. She did not look up, but her voice came softly, "Xuan Yi, sit with me."

He felt his heart soft, and Xuan Yi had already sat beside her. She slowly leaned her body, leaned her head against his shoulder, and looked at the fireworks outside. The two of them stopped talking and just stayed quietly together like this.

After a while, the fireworks outside stopped, and the shoulders she leaned against were also a little sore. Xuan Yi looked down at her. The eyes he loved the most in the past had closed at this time, and only the long and curled eyelashes would occasionally tremble. Her eyebrows were slightly frowned, as if she had dreamed of something bad.
To be continued...