Chapter 1 Gardenia blooms

"The plum blossoms bloom in the first month, the apricot blossoms bloom in the second month, the peach blossoms bloom in the second month, the roses bloom in the middle of the month, the roses bloom in the fourth month, the gardenias are white as frost in May, the lotus pond in June, the porch flowers are red like fire in July, the osmanthus flowers are ten miles fragrant in August, the chrysanthemums bloom proudly in the second month, the elvic cereus planted for a hundred years in the winter month, and the snowflakes fall down at night..."

This little song is the theme song of a TV series. I don’t know how many people can remember it after many years.

It was the season when gardenias in May were white and frost. At the corner of a quiet and clean street, someone was humming this song softly. The sound of humming the song was a very beautiful and charming female voice, and the sound came from the inconspicuous small bookstore at the corner of the street.

Thumb, as the sound of thin-footed high-heeled shoes hitting the ground, the little song also broke.

Mo Sha, wearing a simple black suit, gently stroked the red hair on his temples, smiled slightly, and apologized to the young girl leaning against the door: "I'm sorry, please continue."

Zou Leilei turned around and flattened her mouth. She was very cute. She wanted to show a little aggrieved, but she became naughty like a girl: "How can I compensate me if I interrupt my husband?"

Mo Sha was stunned. She had always been direct in nature. After thinking about it, she frowned and said, "It's not better to accompany my teacher's wife."

Zou Leilei giggled, bent her index finger, and gently knocked on Mo Sha’s beautiful forehead like a sneer. Then she pulled Mo Sha’s hand, kissed and returned to the small bookstore. A bald monk walked out of the bookstore, hugged the heavy wooden door, and closed the bookstore.

The bald man wore ordinary clothes, not like a monk, with his head down, but even so, his crystal-like jaw betrayed his true face.

With a burst of cheers, a large group of young girls rushed out of the side alley, holding various cameras and autographs, began to sprint towards him.

The breath of young land, the fragrance of powder, and the tempting youthful eyes flashed. The monk flashed and rushed into the bookstore, leaving behind the little girls with grievances who were in tears, but did not dare to knock on the door hard.

No one noticed that the door of the bookstore had been closed. Did the monk turn into a light smoke and crawl in?

Outside the bookstore, an unknown little yellow flower unique to the provincial capital is slowly falling from the trees that are two tall, sprinkling on the heads of the little girls. The little girls sighed mournfully, thinking that Xiaoyezi is becoming more and more cute now, and why are they becoming more and more timid?

In the small bookstore, Zou Leilei was pulling Mo Sha to sit on the sofa, looking at the results of the two of them going to fight over the past few days. Leilei kept chattering, pulling the red clothes of flowers and leather paper bags in her hands, constantly gestured at Mo Sha. Trying, the image had completely degenerated from the bright girl to a middle-aged woman.

Of course, one day in the sky, not one year on the ground. Please rest assured that Lei Lei is still just a wonderful woman in her early twenties. She has only been a "mother" for a few years. She also has to manage the daily life of the adult family in the small bookstore and Guiyuan Temple, the ancestor of Guiyuan Temple. Therefore, although her mind is still sparse, she is a bit long-winded, and she is young and beautiful, but she is a little bit majestic.

Oh, Mai Gad, women's growth. Is it always so overwhelming?

"Hey, the bag I bought yesterday is quite beautiful." Zou Leilei stood up, tilted her head slightly, admired Mo Sha a little at a loss, and laughed: "But the name is quite like a foreign wine, it's not good."

Mo Sha looked down at the little red envelope, raised his head, and said seriously: "Louis Vuitton.lv is not Louis XIII."

Zou Leilei stuck out her tongue and smiled awkwardly: "You know I rarely buy brands, maybe it's fake."

Mo Sha has always spoken very little. In the past, when I was traveling with Yi Tianxing, a word often popped up in a long time, but Zou Leilei's little teacher's wife's infectiousness is indeed strong. She actually made Mo Sha a lot more talkative than before. Although she still felt cold in her speech, she could accompany her to stay in a small bookstore to talk about some topics about women.

Ye Xiang stood in the corner, looking at Zou Leilei and Mo Sha’s chat with her face, and was very impressed by this female Bodhisattva.

It would be fine if he didn't laugh. With this smile, Zou Leilei immediately found the person he was teasing, walked over with a smile, reached out to Ye Xiangguang's head and touched it delicately for a long time, and asked, "Little Yezi, you have more and more admirers. It seems that you have deliberately maintained a sense of mystery in recent months, which is very helpful for improving your image."

Mo Sha's ears suddenly became quiet, but suddenly became stunned, as if he was a little uncomfortable. Then Yu Guang saw the little teacher's wife touching the uncle's bald head. Although he felt that the movement was a bit indecent, well, something was said, but he was able to escape the bored teacher's wife's entanglement. She was optimistic, so she quickly sported her high heels and rushed into the kitchen like a gust of wind.

Ye Xiang's neck was in place, and he moved embarrassedly and did not dare to move. He felt the white and fragrant jade coming from the top of his head, and he dared to chant the Buddha's name with all his might: "I said Miss Leilei, I am not trying to improve my image, but I am just afraid of those little girls and Bodhisattvas."

Ye Xiang has always enjoyed a famous name in the provincial capital Moshui Lake. Several female students from junior high schools and high schools all know that there is a beautiful monk who is not as good as a mortal in this small bookstore selling books on his face, so some girls often come around and become crazy. In recent days, the more the troubles are getting worse, Ye Xiang has to go back to the backyard honestly and give the job of the salesperson to the Chen Shuping with a gentleman-like face.

Now Dipengfei Industry and Trade is the leading private enterprise in the provincial capital, and the Lin family in Taiwan is still making money continuously, so this family didn't need to open such a small bookstore to attract attention, but everyone tacitly agreed without making any changes, and they never thought about closing this small bookstore.

Because this small bookstore is open to Yi Tianxing, it represents his past and also represents the ideal life and attitude towards life that Yi Tianxing once had.

Now that Yi Tianxing is far away in the sky, the people who stay in the world will definitely open this small bookstore, not for anything else, but for the traces of Yi Tianxing can also be left behind when Yi Tianxing is not in the provincial capital.

This is particularly important for Zou Leilei.

A scent of fragrance wafted over. Chen Shuping walked out of the kitchen with a plate of dishes. Seeing Leilei bullying Ye Xiang, the expression on his face was wonderful. On the Gobi Desert to the west, Chen Shuping saw the unfathomable strength of Ye Xiang for the first time. The "dog" who was beaten to the mud after meeting him. Now seeing a seemingly ordinary woman like Zou Leilei, who is so disrespectful to the "Bodhisattva", it is no wonder that he is a little unnatural.

Smelling the fragrance, Zou Leilei turned around and smiled sweetly: "Teacher Chen, your craft has finally improved a lot."

After running away from Xiaoyi Zhu Qiao's family and going straight to heaven, the small bookstore was a little deserted. Seeing that the situation was stable, the group of people in the Gu family moved back to Gaoyang County. The kitchen affairs that were originally dominated by the fat man have now been handed over to Chen Shuping.

Chen Shuping replied with a wry smile: "The fish fried yesterday was still muddy, so how could I have such good skills? This is made by Miss Mo."

Whether it is an immortal, a god or a ghost, as soon as you enter the strange place of the small bookstore, the human taste naturally increases. I remember that Chen Shuping fought six places in Jiujiang. He was so cold and handsome, domineering, without any trace of human emotions. Now Chen Shuping is wearing an apron, holding a dish, and smiling bitterly, like a middle-aged man in his forties, and there is no trace of fairy taste at all.

The small bookstore is open.

The father and son who were not named Yi seemed much silent at the dinner table. Although Lei Lei was still making some cold jokes, the other three people still tried hard to smile, but it was easy to get a silence-like semi-adult joke like "a female driver asked her boyfriend why she didn't wear condoms in the car".

Seeing that everyone's reaction was a little reluctant, Lei Lei had to cough twice in embarrassment, and then started eating without any taste.

After dinner, Zou Leilei moved a small stool and sat at the door of the small bookstore. It was the time when gardenias were blooming in May. There were women selling these flowers everywhere on the street. She took out three dollars from her pocket and bought a few from a woman's hand. Then she held it in her hand and sniffed it carefully. She felt a slight scent of fragrance penetrated her nostrils, which made her sneeze.

Like a thorny, she said cutely. She rubbed her nose, muttered a few words, and then looked up to the sky.

It has been almost a year since she developed the habit of looking up at the sky. After Yi Zhu left, this habit became even more fixed.

"In May, gardenia is as white as frost, in June, lotus peanut pond, in July, prune flowers are as red as fire, in August, osmanthus flowers are as fragrant as ten miles, chrysanthemums bloom proudly in September, in October, in October, in the twelfth year, no flowers bloom in winter, snowflakes fall down at night, and fall down..."

She hummed the song softly, and there was a dark and blue sky above her head. Just as night was approaching, there was a large red and ink-like color in the west. The stars in the sky had not yet begun to blink. Even if it was late at night, it was difficult to see the stars in this urban area with severe light pollution in the provincial capital.

The night sky looks very high and vast. After watching it for a long time, it is easy for people to feel powerless and empty in their hearts, as if they want to catch something but can't catch it no matter what.

"I don't know how they were in heaven."

Lei Lei smiled slightly, and a soft curve appeared on the corner of her lips. She stretched out her index finger and gently pointed at the moon above her head, which was blurry in the night sky, as if she was touching, or as if she was knocking on someone's forehead.

"According to the temperament of my senior brother and the ability of the little guy, I shouldn't suffer too much in heaven."

Ye Xiangseng walked to Zou Leilei, followed her thin index finger, and his eyes also turned to a corner of the night sky. The moon in the corner was like a girl gradually lifting her veil, revealing her bright face.

Lei Lei raised her eyebrows and said indifferently: "I hope so." Then she turned around and prepared to ask Ye Xiang why she dared to walk in the middle of the morning and night. Suddenly, she saw Ye Xiang's outfit, and she couldn't help laughing, laughing as the flowers trembled and covered her mouth.

Ye Xiangseng said aggrievedly: "My dress is really so funny?"

"It's really funny." Lei Lei endured it for a long time, and finally swallowed the smile in her stomach. She said angrily: "You are a big monk, pretending to be an art master, and your laughter is indeed much better than my jokes."

Ye Xiang has too many girls in Moshui Lake, so he has always been going to the hospice hospital, and he sneaked out in the middle of the night. Today, he came out at only seven o'clock, so he naturally put some effort into dressing up.

I saw this beautiful monk wearing a black windbreaker and a European aristocratic hat with a thin brim on his bald head... The most important thing is that he also had large sunglasses on his face.

Ye Xiangseng smiled bitterly and said, "I only now know that it is painful to learn from Wong Kar-wai to be cool."

Lei Lei looked him up and down and confirmed that the sentence was said from his mouth. She couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled, saying, "You are becoming more and more like a Bodhisattva, but you are becoming less and less like a Bodhisattva."

The previous one is like talking about Ye Xiang's state, but the latter one is like talking about Ye Xiang's state, but the other is like talking about Ye Xiang's monk now seems much more active and free than before.

Ye Xiangseng pushed his sunglasses, looked at her with clear eyes, and said, "Miss Leilei is still like Miss Leilei, which is the most enviable."

Zou Leilei waved her hand and said, "I'll come back early in the evening. I looked at the plate yesterday. I fell asleep in the Chongqing forest and I have to continue watching it later."

Ye Xiangseng had already walked out a few steps. He quickly turned around and shook his eyebrows on his sunglasses: "I don't want to watch it again. Besides, there are some things in Guiyuan Temple tonight, and I may not come back to sleep."
Chapter completed!