For a long time, I lost my hand and looked at Su Nuo deeply.

    In the narrow eyes, there is confusion and some unknown.

    Xuanji stood by the bed for a long time before he left.

    When Su Nuo woke up, the moon was waning and the sky was dark.

    Fortunately, the moon is bright. Even if there is no light in the house, it looks transparent.

    Su Nuo rubbed her eyes and sat up from the bed. At a glance, she saw the well folded and neat clothes beside the pillow. When she took them up with her soft little hands, it was a nice pink dress, light and lovely.

    And the little clothes and pants in the belly pocket.

    Su Nuo took it up with both hands and sent it to his nose. He sniffed it gently, with a faint smell of sandalwood.

    Obviously, it was cleaned by Xuanji.

    Suddenly, I thought that the intimate clothes were cleaned by Xuanji. Su Nuo''s face was crimson for a while, and his eyes were watery. I was a little embarrassed.

    She rubbed her face, took off the broad monk''s robe she was wearing, and put this soft pink skirt on her body.

    Just right. It fits perfectly.

    Su Nuo walked barefoot on the ground. As soon as he took a step, he noticed a tingling under his feet.

    She frowned, sat down by the bed again, raised her feet, and saw a thorn in her foot.

    Seeing a thorn on the bottom of his foot, Su Nuo was thinking of a way to solve it.

    Xuanji pushed the door and came in with a pot of vegetable soup in his hand.

    "The foot hurts."

    Su Nuo looked up wrongfully when he saw the silence, and tears twinkled.

    The white tender little hand pointed to the small feet like tender bamboo shoots.

    "What''s the matter?"

    Xuanji put the vegetable soup in his hand on the table and walked straight towards Su Nuo.

    "There is a thorn."

    Su Nuo said in a muffled voice.

    Xuanji got up and went to find a needle. He held Su Nuo''s foot in one hand. It was slippery and soft as if it had no bone. There was a faint smell of flowers in it.

    Xuanji just held her feet and began to think in her mind.

    His eyebrows and eyes were frozen for a while, and his eyes were even more fierce.

    "It hurts."

    Su Nuo''s little feet didn''t dare to move, and his expression was still pathetic, especially his wonderful eyes.

    Xuanji was distracted and seriously pricked her with a needle.

    It was not easy to pick out the thorn for her. Xuanji saw that her eyes were red and wanted to cry, looking pitiful.

    "All right."

    Xuanji put away her sewing and brought back the pink satin shoes he had bought for her.

    He saw Su Nuo sitting there with tears in his eyes and bare feet.

    Holding the shoes, I wanted to throw them on his legs and feet and let him wear them by himself.

    Finally, he squatted down again, holding her little feet in one hand and shoes in the other, and carefully put on her little shoes.

    It''s really delicate. It''s just stabbed by a small thorn. The little foot looks as if it can''t move around.

    "Hungry?"

    Xuanji asked again in a low voice.

    "Hungry."

    Su Nuo said softly and nodded slightly. A pair of eyes looked at Xuanji brightly.

    "Come and have vegetable soup."

    Xuanji got up first and went to the table, so he pushed the vegetable soup on the table again.

    Because the soles of his feet still hurt, Su Nuo walked a little slowly.

    As she approached, she glanced at the soup on the table and the silence standing by.

    "Eat."

    Xuanji then pushed the dishes and chopsticks in the direction of Su Nuo.

    Su Nuo nodded, picked up the dishes and chopsticks and ate.

    It''s tasteless and hard to drink.

    Su Nuo took a bite and his face wrinkled into a steamed stuffed bun face.

    You might as well just let yourself eat raw.

    However, if he doesn''t eat shit, will Xuanji feel that he can''t bear hardships, and then have to drive himself away.

    After thinking about it, Su Nuo hardened his head and began to eat the vegetable soup.

    After drinking half a basin, he put down his chopsticks and looked at Xuanji Yingying.

    "I''m ready."

    Xuanji looked at her little face for a moment and looked at the vegetable soup on the table.

    The heart understood and nodded slightly.

    "You rest."

    With that, I put a futon in the room, close to the window, and meditated and chanted scriptures, so that I could calm my disordered heart all the time.

    Su Nuo also hurriedly held a futon and sat beside the mysterious voice, talking endlessly.

    Xuanji was puzzled and stopped chanting scriptures. His narrow eyes kept looking at Su Nuo.

    "What are you reading?"

    "I''m chanting."

    Su Nuo''s small round face said solemnly.

    "Chanting sutras? What did you chant?"

    Xuanji was more confused, and then asked.

    "Tao Te Ching, Tao can be Tao, extraordinary Tao, name can be name, extraordinary name..."

    Su Nuo replied with a smile. His eyes were very bright.

    Xuanji:??

    "Where did you learn it?"

    Xuanji asked.

    "You taught me."

    Su Nuo smiled innocently. In his black and white eyes, there were stars shining.

    "Nonsense."

    Xuanji didn''t teach her at all.

    Su Nuo blinked his bright eyes and looked at the silence for a moment.

    "This is a Buddhist temple."

    Xuanji reminded her where she learned the Tao Te Ching.

    "I know, daxiangguo temple."

    Su Nuo nodded, his black and white eyes were crystal clear, looking at Xuanji.

    "How can we read Tao Te Ching in our temple."

    Xuanji asked.

    "Ha ha ha." Su Nuo smiled a few times. "In the past, Taoism and Buddhism were one family, ahaaha."

    Xuanji:

    Xuanji was speechless for a while. Anyway, I listened to her serious nonsense.

    Then he closed his eyes and began to chant.

    Su Nuo blinked and slowly approached him.

    "When observing the free Bodhisattva and walking deep Prajna paramita for a long time, he saw that the five connotations were empty and spent all hardships."

    Xuanji just finished reading a sentence.

    Su Nuo read it here.

    "When you view the free Bodhisattva and go deep, Prajna paramita is abundant, you can see that the five connotations are empty and spend all hardships."

    Su Nuo''s voice, soft, grandma''s, sounds great.

    When reading the Heart Sutra, it brings a thrilling palpitation.

    That sounds good.

    Xuanji was slightly stunned. He opened his eyes and saw Su Nuo''s small ball. He knelt on the futon, his eyes closed, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his full pink lips moved slightly.

    Her body, has been leaning in his direction, shaky.

    If the little monk in the temple chanted scriptures like this, he would have hit the ruler.

    But at this time, Su Nuo felt quite lovely.

    "Why don''t you read it."

    Su Nuo closed his eyes and listened for a while. Without waiting for him to continue chanting, he asked aloud.

    Xuanji smiled quietly and continued: "relic, color is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from color, color is emptiness, emptiness is color..."