The next day, Lin Shu dressed neatly and went out before dawn.

Lingxing Temple is far away from Huguang Mountain. It takes at least an hour and a half to drive on the highway.

Last night, Lin Shu planned not to sleep to avoid nightmares, but the antipyretic medicine made his eyelids heavy, Lin Shu took a nap in a daze, half awake and half asleep to survive.

Lingxing Temple was built on the top of the mountain. Lin Shu drove the car all the way up, and finally arrived at the gate of the temple when the sun rose.

Sandalwood was burning in the temple, and the curling white smoke fainted from the crack of the door, carrying a reassuring smell.

Lin Shu pushed the door open and stepped over the threshold with his left foot.

In the courtyard, several monks were sweeping fallen leaves. Seeing Lin Shu approaching, they all stopped and looked towards the door.

Lin Shu had never been to a temple before, so he didn't know the process of worshiping Buddha at all, so he stood where he was, a little cautious for a while.

One of the young monks saw that he was cramped, put down his broom, and walked towards the door, "Hello."

"Hello." Lin Shu stretched out his hand subconsciously, wanting to shake hands with the monk, but luckily took it back in time.

Lin Shu clasped his hands together, bowed slightly, saluted the monk, and directly explained the purpose of his visit, "I'm here to find Master Jia Yuan. I have troubles and I want to ask the abbot for guidance. I have also called the official account of Lingxing Temple for the incense money."

It was the first time the monk saw such a straightforward guest, he was stunned for a while, and then said after a while: "Please follow me."

Lin Shu followed the young monk and was first taken to the main hall. From the main Buddha in the middle to the statues of Bodhisattvas on both sides, he knelt and worshiped in turn before being taken to the abbot's hut.

"Master, there are guests coming to see you." The monk said outside the door.

"Please come in." An old voice came from inside the room.

Master Jia Yuan's face was covered with wrinkles. He must be quite old. He sat cross-legged on the bamboo bed and pointed forward with his palm, "Please sit down."

Hearing this, Lin Shu took off his shoes and knelt down in front of the master. The young monk also quietly left the dormitory and closed the door.

The moment the door closed, Master Jia Yuan opened his eyes and stared straight at Lin Shu, "What troubles do you have?"

Jia Yuan's eyes are bright, clear and energetic, without any confusion of old people, as if he can see through Lin Shu.

Lin Shu coughed lightly, "Hi, Master, I've been having nightmares these days, I can't sleep well, and I want to ask you for a mantra wheel."

Jia Yuan was silent for a moment, then took out two curse wheels from the drawer under the bamboo bed, and instead of handing them to Lin Shu directly, he asked, "Everything is about cause and effect, there must be a reason for your nightmares, do you know the reason yourself?"

Lin Shu was stunned, and Jia Yuan said again: "If you don't know the reason, no matter how many mantra wheels I give you, it will be useless."

"I..." Lin Shu took a long breath and admitted, "I do know the reason. I have done many wrong things, so I feel restless and can't sleep well."

Jia Yuan lowered his eyes and fiddled with the mantra wheel, "Since you know the reason, why don't you try to correct the mistake yourself?"

"I corrected it and made it up, and now no one knows what I did wrong," Lin Shu said, "But I still can't let it go, I always feel unreliable."

"You have made up for your mistakes but you are still uneasy, then you should go to a psychiatrist to relieve your psychological pressure, instead of coming to me for advice." Jia Yuan said mercilessly.

Lin Shu was stunned. He didn't expect that the master not only didn't talk about it, but believed in psychological science.

But soon, Lin Shu realized that Jia Yuanxu was dissatisfied with his ambiguity, and determined to tell the truth, "Master, do you believe that time flows backwards in past and present lives?"

Jia Yuan raised her eyes, without any surprise on her face, and finally looked straight at Lin Shu, beckoning him to continue talking.

"I've done many bad things in the past, but now I've started all over again, I've avoided all mistakes, I..." Lin Shu said that he didn't know how to describe it.

Jia Yuan helped Lin Shu continue, "Is there still a chance to be consummated in this life?"

"yes."

Jia Yuan nodded, "The bad things you have done are fixed, and those crimes will remain in your consciousness, life after life, and cannot be erased."

Hearing this, Lin Shu turned pale, but then he heard Jia Yuan say: "But if you do something good now, the merits of this life will naturally be accumulated in your spiritual consciousness."

"As long as you sincerely repent, do more good deeds, and accumulate virtue by doing good deeds, this life should have a happy ending." Jia Yuan said.

The former Lin Shu never believed in these things.

But now, perhaps because the master said what he wanted to hear, Lin Shu actually felt warm in his heart, and most of his uneasiness was relieved.

"You can try to travel far more, to see mountains and rivers, to a place you have always wanted to go, to end your future, and live a good life from now on." Jia Yuan advised.

"Thank you, master," Lin Shu clasped his hands together and saluted Jia Yuan after receiving the release, "Then these mantra wheels..."

"I'll give it to you."

"Okay, thank you master."

After leaving the dormitory, Lin Shu felt relaxed, as if every pore was stretched.

Perhaps the smell of sandalwood could make people calm, or perhaps the master's words sounded reasonable. Lin Shu felt that as long as he worked harder in this life, he could have a happy ending with Qin Yuchi.

Before leaving, Lin Shu specially bought some bundles of incense and a censer, and left the temple after the monk told him to "burn it once a week".

When going down the mountain, Lin Shu looked at the ash trees on the mountain from time to time. Although these trees had lost their leaves long ago, in Lin Shu's eyes, they had a kind of incomplete beauty.

"Mr. Lin Shu, there is a call from an unfamiliar number."

The car screen lights up, and the voice assistant reminds Lin Shu that someone is calling.

It's not yet eight o'clock in the morning, who called him so early?

As soon as Lin Shu connected, Qin Yuchi's hoarse voice came out from the speaker, "Mr. Lin, are you... is it convenient for you to pick me up now?"

Lin Shu frowned slightly and asked, "Where are you?"

Qin Yuchi reported an address, it was a corner alley, Lin Shu had never been there, and had to use navigation to find it.

The car finally stopped in front of a dilapidated canteen.

The co-pilot's door was opened. Qin Yuchi was wearing cotton pajamas and his hair was messed up. Even with a mask covering his face, he could still show his lack of energy from his brows and eyes.

The sandalwood and incense burner were placed on the co-pilot. Lin Shu grabbed the things and threw them in the back seat, letting Qin Yuchi sit in.

"Why are you here? Where is your phone? Where is your assistant?" Lin Shu turned up the temperature of the air conditioner.

"I... I seemed to be sleepwalking yesterday. When I opened my eyes today, I found myself sitting on the side of the road without a mobile phone, so I had to find a convenience store to call. My assistant went home and was not there.City B, I'm really sorry to trouble you." Qin Yuchi said.

"Sleepwalking? Have you ever sleepwalked before?" Lin Shu frowned and asked, "Did you see a doctor? Have you been under too much pressure recently?"

"No, it's probably because I didn't sleep well." Qin Yuchi took off his mask and answered with a yawn.

Qin Yuchi glanced at Sandalwood in the back seat and asked, "Did you go to the temple this morning?"

Lin Shu coughed lightly, "Well, I've been having nightmares recently, I'm going to ask for a few spell wheels."

Hearing the word "nightmare", Qin Yuchi pursed his lips and did not speak any more. He was staring at the front of the car and fell silent.

Lin Shu didn't know what was wrong with this sentence, so Qin Yuchi suddenly became silent, so he had to peek at Qin Yuchi's expression from the rearview mirror.

"Where are you going now? Go home?" Lin Shu asked tentatively.

Qin Yuchi froze for a moment, and replied, "You can take me back to the hotel."

hotel?

Could it be that Qin Yuchi has nowhere to go except to go back to Qin Sheng's dilapidated house?

Lin Shu asked in a cold voice, "Where's your own house?"

"I... moved recently, the original residence has been sold, and the new home has not yet been renovated, so I am temporarily staying in the hotel." Qin Yuchi explained.

After all, he is a star, how can he live in such a miserable life?

Qin Yuchi's complexion was not good, his lips were also pale, and he was sickly, even less energetic than him.

In this generation, how can we live without mobile phones?

Lin Shu handed his mobile phone to Qin Yuchi, "If you really don't want to go home, you can ask Ximo to take the mobile phone away, and we will meet at the door of her bedroom."

Qin Yuchi took the phone and was about to enter the password, but he held back in time and handed the phone back, "Mr. Lin, I don't know your password."

Lin Shu was stunned, in a trance for a moment, he solved the password himself, and then gave it to Qin Yuchi again.

Soon, the two went to University B to get their mobile phones, and left again under Qin Ximo's ambiguous gaze.

"Your hotel address, I'll take you back." Lin Shu said as he drove out of University B.

However, Qin Yuchi didn't speak, but pursed his lips in silence, as if he didn't want to go back to the hotel at all.

"Don't want to go back to the hotel? Then where are you going?" Lin Shu asked again.

After a while of silence, Qin Yuchi said, "I... want to go for a run in the mountains."

"Now?" Lin Shu was a little surprised.

"Well, is it okay? If you find it troublesome..." Qin Yuchi overplayed his head, his eyes were a little pitiful, Lin Shu couldn't understand the emotion in those eyes, he just felt like a domestic dog abandoned by its owner.

Qin Yuchi didn't seem to be acting, and Lin Shu was a little soft-hearted, and agreed, "Okay, which mountain do you want to go to?"

"Minghong Mountain." Qin Yuchi replied immediately.

Lin Shu raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect Qin Yuchi to choose such a simple mountain top, "That's fine."

The winding mountain road in Minghong Mountain is not winding, nor does it have a 90-degree bend. It is very gentle, and the whole process of running the mountain is not exciting at all.

When the car reached the top of the mountain, Lin Shu still felt uncomfortable and regretted that he should not have followed Qin Yuchi's advice.

However, the altitude of the top of the mountain is not low, and it is early in the morning. There is white mist floating around the top of the mountain, covering the green pines all over the mountain. It is like a fairyland, so beautiful.

Lin Shu stopped the car and looked at the countless trees in the mountains, "Do you want to get out of the car to have a look? Are you cold?"

Qin Yuchi shook his head, without saying a word, he opened the door and got out of the car, standing in front of the car.

Although the temperature on the top of the mountain was low, the air was relatively fresh. Every time Lin Shu took a breath, he could smell the scent of pine.

Feeling relaxed, Lin Shu stretched his waist, got out of the car, jumped on the front of the car and sat down, and waved to Qin Yuchi, "Come and sit. How long is the annual leave? What are your plans for tomorrow?"

"I'm going to shoot an advertisement in S City tomorrow." Qin Yuchi followed and sat beside Lin Shu.

busy person.

Busier than him.

Lin Shu pouted, and asked again, "And then?"

"Go to Reykjavik next week to shoot the cover, and then join the group. "The Fifth Season" is about to start." Qin Yuchi replied sternly.

When it was mentioned that he was about to join the group and act in a new movie, Qin Yuchi's fatigue disappeared a little, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Do you love acting like this?

Lin Shu glanced sideways at Qin Yuchi.

In the previous life, Qin Yuchi's niche film career ended with "Bitter Life", and all the films he acted in later were commercial films invested by him. Lin Shu had never heard of "The Fifth Season".

"What are you talking about?" Lin Shu asked pretending not to care.

"Huh?" Qin Yuchi turned his head suspiciously.

"I said, what is "The Fifth Season" about? If it's not convenient for you to tell me, you don't have to tell me." Lin Shu said.

"The script is still being revised. It's a soft sci-fi film. It is said that there will be a chaotic season in the world. In this season, people cannot love each other and have children, otherwise they will lose their lives." Qin Yuchi replied.

Lin Shu thought back and forth in his mind, but he still couldn't understand, or even understand the meaning of this kind of movie.

Forget it, anyway, he has no artistic talent, only money that smells like copper.

Lin Shu didn't ask any more questions.

Qin Yuchi was very happy, chattering about his role and personality, and he would have to lose weight for a while before joining the group.

It's rare for Qin Yuchi to talk too much.

Lin Shu didn't listen to anything, and couldn't understand anything. He just peeked at Qin Yuchi's joyful expression out of the corner of his eye, feeling happy for no reason.

Are you so happy?

After Qin Yuchi finished speaking, Lin Shu raised the corners of his mouth and asked tentatively, "You... like this kind of movie?"

Qin Yuchi was silent for a moment, and replied sincerely: "It doesn't matter whether I like it or not, it's just that when I act, it makes me feel very free. These roles are like different lives. When I act, I don't have to think about anything, and I can forget everything.The bondage of life."

After finishing speaking, Qin Yuchi felt that his words were paradoxical and a little embarrassed, "Sorry, I talked too much."

For Qin Yuchi, acting means...freedom?

Lin Shu shook his head, unconsciously remembering the wrong things he did, barely kept the corners of his mouth curved, and changed the subject, "It's okay, how many plays did Bian Xinglan arrange for you this year?"

"Five films have been signed." Qin Yuchi replied.

so much?

Lin Shu frowned and asked, "Is it too much? Can your body handle it?"

Sensing Lin Shu's displeasure, Qin Yuchi joked, "I'll take on as many plays as possible while I'm young, and I won't be able to act when I'm old. Mr. Bian seems to be in a hurry and wants me to show my performance as soon as possible."

It is true.

The big family of the Bian family looked down on Nan Ying the most, thinking that it was a kiln with a glamorous skin, and it was normal for Bian Xinglan to want to quickly show the proof of his performance.

Lin Shu nodded, "Pay attention to rest, don't be too tired, otherwise you will die suddenly before you are fifty years old, what else is there to do?"

Qin Yuchi smiled, with a hidden smile at the end, "Mr. Lin, thank you for caring about me."

How could he care so much!

Lin Shu was inexplicably ashamed by Qin Yuchi's words, scratched his cheek, but did not refute.

After the snow melted, it was rare for City B to have sunny days in a row.

The two sat on the top of the mountain for a while, and the morning brilliance filtered through the mist and sprinkled little by little on Lin Shu's face.

Lin Shu didn't know what to say, so he stared straight at the green pines all over the mountain.

Suddenly, the fingertips touched a warm palm, and then, Qin Yuchi's palm covered the back of Lin Shu's right hand.

Lin Shu held his breath, his heart was pounding, and he didn't dare to turn his head to look at Qin Yuchi. All his senses were focused on his held right hand.

Qin Yuchi's hands were very warm, much warmer than his.

Lin Shu didn't speak, and Qin Yuchi didn't say a word. The two just looked at Zhaohui in front of them with a calm face, but the rapid heartbeat betrayed themselves.

After sitting there for an unknown amount of time, Lin Shu coughed lightly and asked, "Are you sure you're going to Crejavik next week?"

"Yes, what's the matter?" Qin Yuchi seemed nervous, his voice trembling.

Thinking of the master asking him to go on a long trip, Lin Shu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "It's nothing, I'm just asking."

The author has something to say:

Qin Yuchi: Nine points of true love and one point of drama, my wife's hand is in the palm of my hand.

Note: The setting of temples and masters in the text is pure nonsense, don't bring it into reality!Don't just solicit donations for the official account on the Internet!The settings of all the movies in this article are also pure nonsense!No prototype!