Making insinuations

Song Wanning was so embarrassed that her whole face turned red. Wen Jingxing finally let go of her and touched her head across the bed, "Let's sleep a little longer. I'll go out to help first."

Then, he quietly got out of bed, changed his clothes, and left the room.

Song Wanning, who was hiding under the quilt, originally wanted to get up with her, but when she heard the rustle of clothes, she guessed that Wen Jingxing was changing clothes, so she wanted to go out after a while.

But after waiting and waiting, Song Wanning fell asleep again.

When Wen Jingxing came back from washing, he tentatively called An Ning, but no one responded, so he pulled back the quilt and took a look and found that Song Wanning was sleeping soundly.

He was thinking that if Song Wanning's cover was so tight, how could it not affect his breathing?

Pulling the quilt down a little, he couldn't help but place a gentle kiss on Song Wanning's forehead before leaving the room.

As soon as I walked out of the room, I saw the old monk cooking in the yard, and Xiaomi didn't know where to go to play.

The old monk saw Wen Jingxing coming out and waved, "I heard from Xiao Mi that you two fell into the water last night?"

"Well, Aning came out to look for me because he was worried about me, but something unexpected happened."

"It's good that everyone is fine. Having said that, you two are really destined. When you came to my place when you were young, you fell into the hot spring, and it was Wan Ning who saved you. Now you have fallen into a pool again, tsk.

Tsk tsk..."

After the old monk was concerned that there was no problem with these two people, he went back to cooking.

When Song Wanning opened her eyes again, the sun was already three in the sky. She sat up from the bed and looked at the sun outside.

Song Wanning immediately covered her eyes.

She had made an appointment with the audience to teach them the Vajra Medicine again this morning. It was over now, and she didn’t even know what time it was.

Looking at her phone, it was 10:30. Song Wanning was completely exhausted and fell back down on the bed.

But at this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Xiaomi's voice came from outside, "Sister Wanning, get up and eat quickly!"

"Here you go, wait for me."

Song Wanning responded, quickly changed her clothes and went out.

When she arrived at the bamboo dining table, the old monk was reading a book beside him, and Song Wanning didn't even recognize the words written on it.

Wen Jingxing took Xiaomi in hand and said that he would take him to chop some firewood and come back. He also said that he would be back soon and asked Song Wanning to wait for him here.

The old monk couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Hurry up and chop your firewood. If you are here with me, will you disappear out of thin air?"

Song Wanning also smiled and hurriedly asked Wen Jingxing to go back quickly.

She didn't eat until people left.

At this time, the old monk suddenly said: "Jing Xing cares about you so much, why are you so sad, kid? It's too late to have fun."

Song Wanning paused while eating the noodles and didn't reply.

The old monk added: "I don't think your face looks like someone with this kind of personality. Since you are interested in me, you should boldly pursue it."

"I think you must have seen it wrong."

Song Wanning randomly found a reason.

"Impossible, do you have any concerns?" The old monk said in a very determined tone.

"Grandpa Sha, what if the person you like actually likes someone other than you, and you are just a substitute for another person?"

The old monk said again: "If you don't ask him, how can you be sure?"

"But is that what it is?"

"Then what you see may not be the truth."

"What's the real truth?"

Song Wanning asked.

"When the time comes, you will naturally know."

"Then why can't we talk now?"

"Actually... I can only see a general outline, and I can't know too detailed things."

The old monk touched his bare head, looking slightly embarrassed.

Song Wanning:......

She said why every time she asked questions, the old monk was secretive and didn't know the details of his feelings at all.

"All right."

Song Wanning was a little helpless, lowered her head and continued eating.

Seeing her like this, the old monk added, "Actually, have you ever thought that maybe the person Jing Xing likes from the beginning to the end is you?"

Song Wanning was a little confused. She traveled through time later and had not lived with the original owner since she was a child. How could Wen Jingxing have always liked her.

But it was hard for her to tell the old monk that as soon as she put on the book, she silently turned her grief and anger into appetite and ate two bowls of rice early in the morning, which shocked the old monks beside her.

Wen Jingxing did come back soon, carrying a bundle of dry firewood on his back. Song Wanning sat in the lounge chair next to the door and waited for his return.

She couldn't help but smile when she saw him wearing a straight suit but carrying a pile of firewood.

She thought to herself, how on earth did the old monk get Wen Jingxing to do such a thing? It was so... amazing.

In the afternoon, Song Wanning held a live broadcast in the bookstore to explain the books she saw to netizens.

There are many interesting and special books in the old monk's library. It just so happened that he didn't mind Song Wanning filming in it, so he agreed.

It was the first time that Song Wanning read a book about reading faces, Feng Shui, and fortune-telling. In her previous life, she was the emperor, so naturally she could not read such superstitious things, let alone spread them on her own initiative.

So she watched it with great interest.

This kind of thing is actually very mysterious. Song Wanning also read something called soul summoning in a book. When a loved one is seduced, he can go outside the altar to call the soul of his loved one back. Of course, this kind of magic

There are also extremely high risks.

Because the process is extremely rigorous, if you make a mistake in any step, the soul from another world will be summoned.

At the least, you just can't attract the relatives you want; at worst, you attract evil spirits and bring misfortune.

Seeing that she had been studying this, the old monk said, "Are you very interested? Have you ever encountered such a situation?"

Song Wanning couldn't answer, "I don't know, it feels very...familiar."

"Oh, well, you kid, don't look at it for now. Come over and sharpen the ink for me."

The old monk was writing something, but Song Wanning didn't understand it.

In her eyes, the old monk was just drawing talismans and writing randomly.

Wen Jingxing was at the side, sorting out and re-reading the old monk's messy books.

The afternoon passed peacefully again.

After dinner, several people had to take a shower again.

Song Wanning still remembered what Wen Jingxing told her last night, so she suggested to him: "Jing Xing, why don't you go? You can fetch water and wash in the house tonight."

Wen Jingxing shook his head and refused, "This is just a small problem. We must learn to overcome it."

"But……"

"Good boy, I'll go over first."

"Okay." Seeing his insistence, Song Wanning agreed.

Xiaomi was beside her, reading the storybook with her.

At this time, he suddenly pulled Song Wanning's sleeve and said, "Sister Wanning, try not to be alone these days. You should spend more time with brother Jing Xing."

"Why? Haven't I been with him all the time?"
Chapter completed!