night.
An ancient temple is hidden under several vigorous ginkgo trees, creating a quiet and solemn atmosphere.
In the silent Buddhist hall, a Buddha statue sits on the Sumeru throne, with its head slightly lowered, hands folded on its chest, looking at all living beings, with a compassionate face.
The handsome man knelt in front of the Buddha, with his hands clasped together and a look of repentance on his brows.
He... broke the rules.
All false thoughts are caused by greed, anger and ignorance.
What made him even more ashamed was that he didn't feel...regret.
In his previous life, his master once said that he had good karma in Buddhism. Later, he made rapid progress in his practice.
He was destined to have a disaster. It turned out that he thought that this disaster was the battle at Guiyuan Temple in his previous life.
Now it seems that maybe Mingyao... was the one who met his fate...
...
Mingyao lay bored on Wen Jing's bed, chewing a fruit carrot.
Unexpectedly, when he came to Wen Jing's house, he hid out again.
Could it be that he is hiding somewhere to repent...
Mingyao was a little helpless.
She could feel that Wen Jing didn't mean nothing to her.
In this case, it is natural for a man to love a woman, so why bother to suppress yourself?
There was a noise at the door, and Mingyao knew that Wen Jing must be back, so she hurried over.
Wen Jing gently opened the door. The room was dark with only a small light on.
It seems that Mingyao has taken a rest...
Before he exhaled, he saw Mingyao running out of his bedroom, and the baby bird threw herself into his arms like a forest.
Wen Jing closed her eyes, her calm mood began to ripple again, and she couldn't tell what she felt in her heart.
"Brother, where have you been? I'm here alone and a little scared..."
Mingyao looked up at him, eyes rippling.
"I......"
Only then did Wen Jing realize that his behavior was inappropriate.
Mingyao was young and had just experienced something like that. When she was already in a panic, she was left at home by him for a whole day...
"Sorry, it won't be like this next time..."
"As long as my brother can come back..."
Mingyao's face was full of tenderness and dependence, and she reached out and gently put her arm around his waist.
After hearing Jing, her spine went numb, as if there was an electric current running through her body.
He had had physical contact with Mingyao before, but he had never felt like this.
He pushed Mingyao away in embarrassment. Mingyao took a few steps back unexpectedly and almost fell to the ground. She looked up at him in disbelief.
"Go to bed early, I'll sleep in the guest room..."
Wen Jing walked away as if running away.
Mingyao stamped his foot.
Forget it, don’t force him, just take your time...
The next day, when Mingyao woke up, she found that Wen Jing was missing again.
Mingyao sees the breakfast he made for herself on the dining table.
I was so angry that I showed off my bowl. The phone on the table vibrated and a text message came.
It turned out to be Tan Xiaozhu who sent it to her, asking her to go out to meet and saying that he had important things to discuss with her.
Mingyao frowned slightly.
She was a little confused and curious about what Tan Xiaozhu wanted to talk to her about.
She changed her clothes, sent a text message to Wen Jing, and went to Tan Xiaozhu's appointment.
The venue where Tan Xiaozhu asked her to meet was in a secluded teahouse. After following the waiter into the box, there was no one in the room.
Tan Xiaozhu called her and said that she would have to come later because there was a traffic jam on the road.
Mingyao had no choice but to sit on her seat and wait. The waiter brought out plates of tea, including pea yellow, mung bean cake, osmanthus cake, etc. They were exquisite in appearance and sweet but not greasy in taste.
Mingyao ate a lot of snacks with tea.
The weather was neither cold nor hot, the soft light shone on my face, and a feeling of sleepiness slowly came over me.
Unknowingly, Mingyao fell asleep on the table.
...
Opening her eyes again, Mingyao found herself lying in a strange bedroom.
The bedroom was large and luxuriously decorated, but she was alone.
There was a thump in her heart, and she felt bad.
After touching her whole body, she found that her clothes were still her original ones, but her phone was missing.
Mingyao got out of bed in a panic and turned the door handle, only to find that the door was locked. Then she quickly ran to the window and opened the curtains. There was a layer of anti-theft windows welded behind the glass, and the scenery outside the window was also very unfamiliar.
Mingyao froze on the spot for a moment, feeling confused.
She remembered that she seemed to have fallen asleep in a teahouse... Who brought her here and restricted her personal freedom?
There was a "click".
The door behind him opened.
Mingyao trembled and turned her head in panic.
The man who walked in was dressed in black, his hair was slightly long, his eyes were raised, and he stared at her with dark eyes.
"Tan, Tan Heyu?!" Mingyao was shocked.
"Did you bring me here?!"
"Where have you been staying these past few days?" Tan Heyu tilted his head and asked coldly.
Mingyao didn't answer, bit her lip, walked around him and wanted to leave the room.
She didn't want to stay with Tan Heyu. Tan Heyu made her feel very uncomfortable, and she had a fear of being stared at by wild animals.
Before his hand could reach the doorknob, someone grabbed it hard. Tan Heyu immediately picked Mingyao up and threw her onto the bed.
Mingyao screamed and wanted to get up, but Tan Heyu grabbed his shoulders again.
His strength was so great that Mingyao couldn't move.
"W-what do you want to do...?"
Mingyao looked at him in panic, her eyes red.
Tan Heyu's lips curled up slightly, but there was no smile in his eyes.
"You know? Your eyes are really beautiful. It would be better if you could just look at me from now on..."
He lowered his head, leaned down, put his elbows on both sides of Mingyao, his eyes wandered over her body, and his hot breath fell on Mingyao's face.
Mingyao was extremely uncomfortable and didn't dare to look at him, let alone anger him, so she softly advised:
"He Yu, I, I am your sister, we are a family..."
Tan Heyu chuckled, "Wouldn't that be more exciting?"
Mingyao choked, then changed the direction of persuasion, "Mom and dad will be angry if they find out..."
"Is it okay if you don't say no?"
Tan Heyu's eyebrows were condensed, and he was obviously a little impatient.
He suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled open Mingyao's collar, and suddenly a piece of mutton-fat white jade-like skin was exposed, as if it could shine, and the full arc of her chest was also vaguely visible...
Tan Heyu's eyes were dark and his breathing was a little heavy.
"Tan Heyu...don't make me hate you..."
Mingyao closed her eyes, her voice was sad and sad, and a line of clear tears slowly flowed out of the corners of her eyes.
