"Yu'an, Miss Su is so kind to you. You are so lucky."
"Cherish Miss Su, good days are yet to come."
Chen Yuan always scoffed.
He was just a dog she kept. When he was happy, he would pick him up and coax him. When he was unhappy, he would leave him alone. He only saw possessiveness in her eyes, not a moment of love.
Love is based on mutual respect.
When she deprived him of his freedom, ignored his refusal, forced her way into his life, and declared to everyone that he was her property, she did not give him any respect.
She raised him just to make herself happy and had nothing to do with him.
The longer they spend time together, the stronger Su Jin'er becomes possessive of him.
She will make people throw away all the letters and gifts sent to him by female fans, will know all his schedule, and will attend all his parties.
It turns out that raising a dog can also be addictive.
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The only time he escaped from Su Jin'er's control was when the person in charge of the Su family became critically ill, and Su Jin'er had to go back and stay by his bedside.
With the excuse of appearing in a variety show, he went to a nearby program group with a backpack on his back.
The recording of the program only took two days, but he told Su Jin'er that the program team required him to behave for five days.
During the three stolen days, he wandered around Jiangcheng, wearing a mask and carrying a black travel bag, like a tourist wandering around.
In that year, the incense in Fanjing Temple was still very strong, and there was an endless stream of pilgrims.
Chen Yuan stepped on the peach blossoms all over the mountains and opened the simple door of the temple.
Pilgrims burn incense devoutly, the monks have compassionate eyes, and the years are peaceful.
Until he stood under the eaves, a drop of water fell from the sky and fell to the tip of his nose with a splash.
It's raining?
He frowned and raised his head, only to find a mouth right in front of him.
A drooling mouth.
The little monk lay half of his body under the eaves, soundly asleep, unaware of his dangerous situation.
He sniffed, stretched out his hand to wipe the saliva from the tip of his nose, and frowned tightly.
? ? What bad luck.
He shook his head and was about to turn around and leave when a black shadow flashed above his head and an unknown object hit his face accurately.
He took a step back, but instinctively stretched out his hand.
The little monk fell into his arms with a plop.
The young monk is not very old, about three or four years old. He has a big bald head, glistening saliva flowing from the corner of his mouth, and his small mouth is slightly open. He is still sleeping soundly, and there are no signs of waking up yet.
Just as Chen Yuan was about to throw the person to the ground, a voice of "Amitabha" came from behind him.
He turned around and saw the abbot of the temple.
"The donor has a fate with my Xiaoqi. The fate has been established. If you have no place to go for the time being, you can stay in the temple for a few days."
Chen Yu'an lowered his eyes, sarcasm flashed in his eyes.
"Has he already been in such a miserable state? Even the monks who met him can see that he is homeless and has nowhere to go.
"Thank you, Master."
He bowed.
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That night, Chen Yuan once again saw the little monk with saliva dripping on his face.
When she is awake, she looks more like a fragrant milky peach, with a plump and juicy face and charming black eyes.
"Little Taozi" walked up to him, grabbed the hem of his clothes fiercely, and gave his face a heavy smack:
"Amitabha, donor, you are a good person."
As soon as you meet him, give him a good person card.
Later he found out that Xiao Taozi stole the aged plum wine brewed by his senior brother and secretly drank a few sips on the roof. He couldn't resist the drunkenness and fell asleep.
This is how the dangerous scene on the roof came to be.
He touched the face that was kissed by Xiao Taozi, stared at his fingertips with lowered eyes, slightly lost in thought.
When Xiaoqi talks, she occasionally acts like a grown-up:
"Master said that we are destined. In the next few days, you will be handed over to me."
He had nothing to do during the day, so he simply followed her.
Unexpectedly, on the morning of the first day, she took him to the ground to plant rice. She looked at him with an innocent face and said:
"Grandpa Li has a bad waist.Amitabha, donor, you are a good person. "
Um.
He is a good man.
A good guy card allows a rookie in the entertainment industry to work hard all afternoon.
the next day.
"Grandma Zhang went out and forgot to feed the pigs. Amitabha, donor, you are a good person."
The third day.
"Uncle Wang sprained his foot and can't pick shit. Amitabha, donor, you are a good person"
Chen Yuan laughed softly.
¡°Fuck you good people.
He even suspected that the abbot kept him here just to allow him to "accumulate virtue and do good deeds" for free.
That night, Grandpa Li caught a chicken, Grandma Zhang took a bag of eggs, and Uncle Wang carried half a bag of rice. They all stuffed them into his hands enthusiastically, and they couldn't stop them.
The little peach girl is obviously loved by the elders. The grandparents are always "good grandchildren" and they can't wait to take her home. Uncle Wang also smiled and touched her head.
Not forgetting to look back at him.
"Brother, do you have a wife? Let me introduce you to one, a pretty one?"
It was the first time for Chen Yuan to experience such warm and simple folk customs.
People here do the dirtiest and most tiring jobs, wear shabby clothes, and speak with thick accents. They are very different from the people in the city who wear suits and ties.
In just a few days, he came to a completely different world.
He looked at the pink peach blossoms all over the mountains and plains, and suddenly felt¡ª¡ª
The Peach Blossom Spring described by Tao Yuanming may really exist.
He doesn¡¯t have to rush to an endless schedule, and he doesn¡¯t have to worry about magazine sales not meeting the company¡¯s expectations. He is no longer surrounded by indifferent neighbors he doesn¡¯t know in high-rise buildings. Smoke rises from the kitchen and there is laughter.
Days like this don¡¯t seem too bad.
So when he saw Su Jin'er again in the temple, he instinctively felt a sense of rejection in his heart.
Su Jin'er looked at him and the child in his arms from a distance.
Xiaoqi chewed the white rice and said vaguely:
"It seems I'm looking for you."
As he spoke, a grain of rice fell onto his sleeve.
Chen Yuan sighed helplessly. As soon as he stretched out his hand, she was one step faster than him, picked up the rice and stuffed it into her mouth.
"Buddha said, don't waste food."
Chen Yu'an: "Buddha also said that eating dirty food will easily hurt your stomach."
Su Jin'er watched the interaction between the two, standing there, slightly lost in thought.
It turns out he also has such an emotional side
"It's a pity that in front of her, he will always turn around, leaving her with a cold back.
She lowered her eyes and looked at the little monk in his arms. She didn't want to admit it but had to admit that she was actually a little envious of the little kid in front of her.
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Chen Yuan finally followed Su Jiner.
The days in Peach Blossom Land are addictive, but people always have to return to reality.
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