However, Yu Jingdu didn't touch anything else, just put one hand on the back of the boy's neck and slowly massaged it a few times.

A little warmth came from the back of the neck, with the thick and thin callus on Yu Jingdu's hand, and it was quite comfortable to squeeze.

Rong Zhuo wanted to praise him for doing a good job, but when he thought about it, he thought it sounded weird, so he gave up.

"Go to sleep." Yu Jingdu whispered in the boy's ear.

"Yeah." The young man replied, his breathing gradually became steady, and after a while he actually fell asleep.

Yu Jingdu helped Rong Zhuo cover the quilt, then got up and left the room.

He walked through the monastery with ease, and soon came to a meditation room.

The door was not closed tightly, and the candle light could be seen through the crack of the door.

"Why don't you come in?" A voice came from inside the house.

Yu Jingdu didn't stay after hearing the words, and stepped forward to the door.

There are several futons in front of the incense table in the house, and the person who just spoke was sitting cross-legged on a futon and meditating.

This man looked at the age of about forty years old. Although he had already shaved, he could still see a vague extravagance between his eyebrows.

This person is the Wuyun Master mentioned earlier by Jiang Jiyan.

"Uncle Six." Yu Jingdu saluted the other party.

"How many times have I said it, but I still can't forget these virtual ceremony." Wuyun pointed to the futon in front of him and motioned to Jingdu to sit down.

Yu Jingdu sat down with his knees crossed, his eyes slightly reddened.

Seeing this, Wuyun laughed and said: "It's about to be crowned, and it looks a lot older than last time."

"How is Uncle Six?" Yu Jingdu asked.

"Everything is fine, I see you seem to be fine too." Wuyun said: "I have a young benefactor with me, is it your new friend?"

Yu Jingdu nodded slightly and did not deny it.

"That little benefactor seems to have a good relationship." Wuyun looked at Yu Jingdu in front of him, and said with emotion: "I don't know if it's because of this little benefactor, this time you look more reassuring than last time. too much."

"Uncle Six is ​​making fun of me." Yu Jingdu said.

"No." Wuyun said: "You are indeed a little more mortal than last time."

Yu Jingdu said helplessly: "Sixth Uncle, are you sure it's the air of red dust, not the air of wind and dust?"

"I heard Jiang Jiyan talk about where you live." Wuyun said, "Is it still a habit?"

"I haven't lived anywhere for so many years, there's nothing I'm not used to." Yu Jingdu said.

"With that little benefactor to accompany you, it won't be too lonely, right?"

Yu Jingdu said with a slightly uncomfortable expression: "Uncle Six is ​​a monk, why do you still tease your nephew with this kind of thing?"

"It's not that I want to tease you, it's that I'm afraid that you will be too heavy-hearted and live up to the fate of the little benefactor." Wuyun said.

"I met him by chance, and we can only nod and nod if we have fate."

"You always have so many scruples."

Yu Jingdu smiled bitterly, "Sixth uncle, I can't be without scruples. If I had less scruples over the years, I don't know how many people would die around me."

Wuyun looked at Yu Jingdu in front of him with a kind face, and finally just smiled lightly and said nothing more.

Buddhists pay attention to the law of fate, and the word for this relationship is mysterious and mysterious.

Some things are already doomed, but he doesn't need to be mediocre.

Rong Zhuo slept very soundly.

It was not until the temple bell rang that he reluctantly opened his eyes.

"Awake?" Yu Jingdu's voice came from his ear.

Rong Zhuo took a look, and then he realized that he was on Jingdu's body like an octopus.

"I'm sorry, I didn't sleep honestly." Rong Zhuo hurriedly said.

Yu Jingdu didn't pursue anything, and said, "Get up, get dressed, and take you somewhere."

Rong Zhuo dressed in a hurry, washed briefly, and followed Yu Jingdu out.

It was not yet bright outside, and it was a little cold. Even though Rong Zhuo was wrapped in a cloak, he was still shivering from the cold.

Rong Zhuo followed him out of the temple, only to realize that Yu Jingdu was going to take him up the mountain.

Fortunately, the Qingyin Temple is not far from the top of the mountain, otherwise it would be dark, and he would be really frightened.

After two cups of tea, the two reached the top of the mountain.

Yu Jingdu found a relatively flat stone and pulled Rong Zhuo to sit down.

Rong Zhuo shrank his neck and looked forward, and saw a faint ray of sky light at the end of the misty distant mountain. Behind the cover of thick clouds, the fiery red glow was slowly breaking through the cover, dyeing half of the sky red.

"Sunrise!" Rong Zhuo said excitedly, his voice trembling due to the cold.

Yu Jingdu hesitated for a moment, then opened his cloak and wrapped the man in his arms.

Rong Zhuo only felt that the coolness on his back was suddenly dissipated, so he couldn't help but lean back.

Yu Jingdu's eyes fell on the side face of the boy in his arms, and he couldn't help thinking of the evening when the two first met.

That day, the beautiful little dandy came out of the carriage wearing a red suit, and the setting sun shrouded him, which made him a little unreal. Rong Zhuo is just so momentary, the profile of the profile face is wrapped in the morning glow, with an unreal beauty.

"It's so beautiful!" Rong Zhuo exclaimed as he looked at the sunrise in the distance.

At this moment, the sun broke through the clouds and jumped into the sky, illuminating the whole world in an instant.

The contours of the distant mountains and the mist that was close at hand were dyed with a thin layer of red.

"Yeah." Yu Jingdu responded.

But Rong Zhuo didn't know that the other party's eyes at the moment were not assigned to this magnificent scene, but always fell on his delicate side face.

"It's the first time I've seen the sunrise when I'm so old." Rong Zhuo said and turned to look at Yu Jingdu, caught off guard by the unconcealed gaze of the other party. I don't know if it was his delusion, but he always felt that there was a hint of emotion in "Qingshi"'s eyes that he didn't understand.

"Let's stay longer, shall we?" Rong Zhuo suggested, "In this way, we can watch the sunrise every day, and watch it more times."

"Young Master Rong, don't be so greedy." Yu Jingdu said: "Such a good thing, save it."