A continuous spring rain for five or six days, with the early spring residual cold, people can not help but add a coat, but still a bit chilly feeling.

After breakfast in the early morning, Qin Guanglin drove her car steadily to the school gate to see her say goodbye with her umbrella. Then she turned around and stepped into the school, gradually moving away. Until she disappeared in the campus, she restarted the car and drove to the company.

"Good morning."

"Good morning."

"Have you eaten it? Would you like some? "

"No, thank you."

Wen said hello to other teachers with a smile. Why don't you sit in your office and sort out today's work.

After staying in the familiar environment for a long time, those dark memories in the past have become illusory, as if they were just a dream.

Now it seems to be good.

The state of mind is affected unconsciously. She doesn't have the same resistance to Qin Guanglin's work as before, but she has a faint worry at the bottom of her heart.

Only through these years, through all that she has experienced, can she really get rid of the shadow of her heart, and can she really get rid of it.

Mental illness is the most difficult to treat.

It can only be healed by time.

"Mr. Hu, let me have your lesson plan for your reference."

"Oh, I forgot yesterday..." What's wrong with Xiao Hu's eyes.

"Here, don't copy."

"What kind of copy, this is called reference, reference."

Why not shake your head helplessly and look out of the window. There are delicate yellow buds hanging on the tree. The light rain is continuous and silent. Students in twos and threes walk along the road with umbrellas.

The ballpoint pen at her fingertips twirled two times, and a smile appeared on her face. She bowed her head to continue correcting the homework on the desk.

Time is quiet. I'm thinking of you.

……

On the outskirts of Los Angeles, there is a Datong temple.

It has been standing here since the Ming Dynasty. It has experienced war and gunfire for hundreds of years, and has been repaired countless times. It is still full of incense today.

It's rainy, and there are not many people who come to offer incense. Sun Wen sits on the threshold outside the main hall. He doesn't feel dirty either. He crosses his legs and carelessly carries a cigarette, waiting for Xu Wei to come out.

He doesn't believe it, half of it.

If the gods and Buddhas inside really have souls, they must be money fans, just like him - can they be called Buddhas?

After all, it's for the sake of profit. No one is more noble than anyone else.

The cigarette burned slowly. The rising smoke made him squint and look around. He reached for the cigarette holder and took a big puff. Then he threw the cigarette end on the ground and ground it out. He stood up to see how Xu Wei didn't come out.

The majestic hall is glittering with gold, a vast hall, solemn statues and few tourists. The quiet hall is full of solemnity.

Several monks with wooden fish are sitting in the corner. In front of the Buddha, only Xu Wei, dressed in red, kneels and worships there. With her hands together, the statue of the Buddha standing high and looking down at all living beings.

That goblin like woman, at the moment the quiet back with the ancient temple together, actually has a subtle sense of harmony.

Sun Wen took back his steps and did not go into the hall. He swayed outside with his hands in his pockets.

He was going to say goodbye to Xu Wei. There was no reason for him to stay in Los Angeles. No matter what people or things were, they had nothing to do with him. He passed by the city like a traveler and then went home.

I met Xu Wei. Before I left, I had to say goodbye and drink two more cups. But before I spoke, Xu Wei called him to the car and pulled him all the way here.

Rich people have a lot of faults.

"Benefactor, why do you linger in front of the door instead of going into the hall to have a look?"

Sun Wen was thinking about something. Leng Buding was startled by the monk coming out next to him. He frowned and said, "benefactor? Are you calling me? "

"Exactly."

"What's the matter?"

“……” Fat monk Yusai, holding a gesture of one hand salute, slightly raised his head, "I don't know why the benefactor didn't come through the hall gate?"

"Too lazy to go in You don't have to be polite, OK? Now it's the 21st century, master. "

Sun Wen felt annoyed when he looked at the way he stood up with one hand?

“……”

Fat monk mouth a draw, keep smiling toward him slightly nodded.

"What's the matter if you don't go in?" Sun Wen looked back at the main hall behind him and said, "is there anything else to say? Disrespect to Buddha? You have to go in and kneel? "

"No, no I just saw the benefactor Well, I see your face is different. I think it's not going well recently. I've come here to tell you. "

"Ha?"

Sun Wen laughed angrily. "I don't know if I'm going to go along? Would you like to come and tell me again? "

The fat monk turned around and left. The goods couldn't be exchanged.

"Well Don't you tell me how to crack it? " Sun Wen called from behind."Of course there are ways." The fat monk put on a smile again, turned back, put his palm on his chest, and looked at Sun Wen's face for a moment. "Benefactor, his eyebrows are locked, and the seal hall is dark. Although it's not strong, it's gathering. I'm afraid there will be a big problem in the next few months..."

"Why don't you just say how to break it, shaozhuxiang?"

Sun Wen is too lazy to expose him. Now he has no job, and he's not on the right track. Maybe he can be fooled in the first two months.

"It's inevitable to offer incense to the Buddha, but in the case of the benefactor, we still need to invite a lotus lamp to offer it to the Buddha. We chant sutras day and night to pray for the benefactor. The Buddha will bless us and the disaster will go away."

"I buy a lamp, and then the Buddha will bless me?"

"Not buy, please."

"Would you like some money, please?"

"Please, of course, is free, but the cost of the material itself should be borne by yourself."

"Hey." Sun wenle said, "can you figure out that I have no money in my pocket?"

“……”

"What are you talking about?" Xu Wei came out of the hall door and saw two people, one tall and one fat, talking there.

"Nothing." Sun Wen was too lazy to pay attention to the stick, so he stepped forward with long legs.

Fat monk Diandian said to him, "don't joke, benefactor. Don't talk nonsense in front of Buddha..."

Just now, I saw these two people parking in the square in front of the temple in Maserati's car. They had no money in their pocket and didn't believe in ghosts.

"He said that I would have disaster next, and then..."

"It's broken." Xu Wei took out a small stack of red bills from her bag. She didn't count them. She only looked about a thousand and handed them to the fat monk next to her.

“……”

“……”

Until he got into the car, Sun Wen was still angry at the fat monk's smiling face.

"You are really rich."

"Do you know?" Xu Wei smiles.

"If you have that money, you'd better give it to me and let him eliminate the disaster of fart. Or I'll shave my head and recite scriptures with you every day?"

"Can you read it?"

Sun Wen stopped talking.

As the car drove slowly forward, he turned to look at the temple door behind him and sighed, "I don't know why you rich people like to throw money at such places."

"Or why do you think I'm so rich?" Xu Wei asked.

"Worship Buddha?" Sun Wen disdained, "if the Buddha can worship the money, I kowtow to it for 20 hours a day."

Xu Wei didn't speak any more. She drove back to downtown Los Angeles with a smile and stopped directly at her downstairs.

The floor made of black marble looks thick. The bright ceramic tiles can reflect people's figures. The luxurious crystal chandelier and the exquisite mahogany desk

Sun Wen's eyes swept through the room one by one, and finally fell on Xu Wei, who was already lying on the bed. He said, "today I I'm here to say goodbye. "

People really can't compare with each other. Some live in high buildings, some are in deep ditches, some are shining, some are covered with rust. That's life.

"Say goodbye?"

Xu Wei narrowed her eyes and stared at him for a moment. "I haven't contacted you for a long time. Now I want to say goodbye?"

"Well, I'm leaving. I'm leaving la."

"Where to?"

"Go home."

“…… Not coming back? "

"I can't come back." Sun Wen shook his head calmly.

After thinking about staying at home for nearly a month, he has accepted the reality that what he should go back, he will go back after all.

Big cities are not so good to stay, even if the waste of half a life can not change anything.

People are gone, money is gone, and jobs are gone. For him, there is no difference between staying in Los Angeles and not staying.

Two steps ahead, he glanced at the corner of the plastic package at the head of the bed and subconsciously looked at the garbage can nearby. The two residual rubber products made him feel nauseous suddenly.

Friends are just illusions, two people have always been just friends.

When Xu Wei saw Sun Wen's expression, she looked along his line of sight and couldn't help laughing. "They're all counsellors who are strong outside but strong in the middle. I've missed you for a long time. I'll say goodbye later. Come here first."

“……”

Sun was not interested. After a moment of silence, he turned around and said, "I'm gone."

"Stop."