Late at night, Yun Mengxue was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Song Zhiyu tilted her head and looked at Yun Mengxue, and finally couldn't help but pull her up.

"Mengxue, be honest, after today's gathering, did something happen to you and Luo Haochen?"

"What...what? What do you hope?"

Yun Mengxue's expression seemed a little unnatural. Although what happened today was not as fierce and hot as it was at the Luo family that day, it was enough to leave a weight that was undeserved in Yun Mengxue's heart.

Seeing that Yun Mengxue refused to confess, Song Zhiyu frowned.

"You know what I mean, don't guess the riddle with me like this?"

"I didn't guess the puzzle with you, Zhiyu, I have no secret in front of you."

Yun Mengxue curled up and hugged her knees and hugged her in the bed. Although she and Luo Haochen said so heartlessly, she could clearly feel that the ice in her heart was slowly melting.

"Okay, you're just a piece of white paper, it's because I'm too complicated."

Song Zhiyu grabbed Yun Mengxue's hand and looked at her with a sincere look. Yun Mengxue's gaze was a little hiding. She was not afraid that Song Zhiyu would know her secret, but she didn't know how to face it.

"Mengxue, hating someone is a hard thing to have. Why do you and Luo Haochen deliberately do such things that hurt each other even though they are in love with each other? Do you really feel happy and feel happy when you work hard to bring Luo Haochen down at Nie Cheng Industrial?"

Yun Mengxue was stunned by Song Zhiyu's words.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, the hatred for Luo Haochen in your heart is indeed slowly dissipating. It is precisely because you feel that you are no longer so strong and profound that Yun Mengxue is so entangled and deliberately acts so cold and cruel to Luo Haochen.

"Zhiyu, I..."

Yun Mengxue's hands were tied together in a tangled manner, and her teeth were biting the corner of her mouth. She had something to say, but she didn't know where to start and how to speak.

"What's wrong? What do you want to say?"

Song Zhiyu suppressed the impulse of wanting to know as much as possible. If you lose too impulse at this time and are too impatient, it will definitely make Yun Mengxue stop the years of saying what you are saying.

"I……"

Yun Mengxue took a deep breath and forgot it. Since she is friends and best friend with Song Zhiyu, why not tell her?

"Talk it all right. In fact, in the past two years, I have been entangled in nightmares. There is always a bloody mass chasing me in my dreams, asking me why I don't protect her?"

A sourness flashed across his heart, and Yun Mengxue's eyes had turned red.

"I know...I know that I'm the child I lost before I met, but...I don't want to become like this! I also want to protect her, but I'm so cowardly... so powerless..."

Speaking of this, Yun Mengxue couldn't help sobbing. Her heart was very uncomfortable. Her hatred for Luo Haochen was not entirely because he violated the agreement of marriage and secretly attacked Yangde Group and Yun Zhiyuan.

After all, Yun Mengxue could never forgive the man who strangled his flesh and blood with his own hands. Luo Haochen could be ruthless and cruel to her, but no matter how he did, he could not help but believe that the child was not his.

Besides, to take a step back, even if the child is really not Luo Haochen, how could he be so cruel and cruel and cold when facing a little life that is already fertile?

"Zhiyu, no one fully understands my pain. No one knows what kind of inner suffering and torture I have experienced day and night! I used to want to protect my unborn child so much, but in the face of such a situation, I was just helpless. The child... she is blaming me! She is blaming me..."

"Mengxue, don't blame yourself like this!"

Song Zhiyu hugged Yun Mengxue in her arms with heartache. She even resented herself, why did she force Yun Mengxue to tell the secret that she didn't want to tell?

"I haven't said these words to Brother Xuan. He has done enough for me, and I don't want my father to know to worry about me. So for a long time, I have kept my secrets in my heart until today..."

The more I talked about it, the more I felt the excessive sadness and emptiness in my heart. Yun Mengxue cried in Song Zhiyu's arms. She suppressed her for too long and for too long no one could tell her.

Besides, Qi Wenxuan is a man who loves her deeply, so I really can't say all of them to Qi Wenxuan.

"But recently... since Luo Haochen and I officially met, that kind of nightmare has been getting farther and farther away from me. This would have made me feel relieved, but I found that I was not at all relieved."

"Why? How could I feel like this?"

Song Zhiyu didn't know everything, looking at Yun Mengxue with confusion. Since she no longer had nightmares, why did she still feel that her heart was tight?

Yun Mengxue shook her head gently.

"I was wondering if it was... because some of my feelings for Luo Haochen were loosening, so... so I was still blaming me? She didn't want me to forgive my father who strangled her life. She felt very sad and disappointed when I saw me like this. She felt that I abandoned her and ignored me, so she gradually left me..."

"What stupid things are you saying?!"

Song Zhiyu covered Yun Mengxue's mouth, not wanting her to continue talking.

"Mengxue, do you think the child doesn't want you to forget it. If you are afraid that you will abandon her, you will pester you with nightmares every day, right?"

Yun Mengxue nodded. She always thought so and believed it without doubt.

"All this is not your fault. You shouldn't be treated and tortured like this. Mengxue, listen to me. If the child's soul really wants to seek justice for himself, then the person she should be tangled with is Luo Haochen. It shouldn't be Yun Mengxue, who is determined to protect her mother!"

Song Zhiyu is listening, why does God always torture good people? Why can't people like Yun Mengxue be treated well? But those bad people can always get away with the law?

Some topics were a bit far-reaching, and Song Zhiyu sootheed her restless mood as much as possible. She now wanted to comfort Yun Mengxue, instead of saying such indignant words that stimulated her emotions.

"Will this happen Mengxue. It won't snow until it snows, and the sky is clearer. I'll accompany you to Prajna Temple to pray for your children who have passed away before you have met you, okay?"

"Pray?"

Yun Mengxue looked at Song Zhiyu with a look of surprise, yes! How come she had never thought of such a thing after so long?

"Okay! Let's go and pray for her to save her. Zhiyu... Thank you really..."

Song Zhiyu showed a gentle smile, shook her head gently, and gently stroked Yunmengxue's drooping hair with heartache in her eyes.

"As long as you are fine, I will be satisfied, so don't say anything to me for the kind of polite words like thanks, because we are close sisters, right?"

Yun Mengxue burst into tears and nodded vigorously.

...

A few days later, weekend.

This time the heavy snow fell for several days, and finally the snow stopped and the sun showed a light orange face. Due to the hard work of the sanitation workers, the ground was cleaned up very clean, and the snow on both sides of the road was slowly melting.

Prajna Temple is located in Qingming Street, City C. It is the location of the Buddhist Association of JL Province, the main Buddhist temple in City C. It is a national key Buddhist temple, and has a considerable influence on the local and even the three provinces.

Early in the morning, Song Zhiyu accompanied Yun Mengxue to come here. The two of them entered the gate of Prajna Temple with great devotion. Yun Mengxue couldn't help but look up.

There are three doors in the temple, the left, middle and right, and the eaves of the gate tower are arranged in an orderly manner, with exquisite and magnificent skills. There are six big words "Namo Amitabha" written on the red wall on the side of the door, with six yellow-bottomed and black characters written on it, each character occupying a wall, and the momentum is very magnificent.

The Heavenly King Hall and the Great Hall are located in the center. Dozens of wing rooms in the east and west are meditation halls, dining halls, scripture halls, etc. A white marble stele stands in front of the Heavenly King Hall, recording the historical process of the Prajna Temple.

The drum towers and bell towers on both sides of the stone tablet are a little quiet. In the Heavenly King Hall, the golden Maitreya Buddha sits like a four-dimensional light.

"Zhiyu, although I have been growing up in this city since I was a child, this is the first time I have come to Prajna Temple. I usually only see the statue of Guanyin when I walk outside."

Speaking of Guanyin statue, it also aroused Song Zhiyu's strong interest.

"It's not just you, it's my first time here! It's mainly because of our generation. It seems that there are very few people who devote themselves to practicing Buddhism, so they don't know much about it on weekdays, and they never take the initiative to understand anything."

Having said that, Yun Mengxue showed a look of guilt on her face.

"I am very ashamed. If it weren't for the child, maybe I wouldn't have stepped into the temple in my life, right? I think it might be like this. I never thought about this in my mind in the past, but now I'm really just cramming."

Seeing Yun Mengxue's guilty expression on her face, Song Zhiyu hugged her comfortably.

"Don't think so much, as long as you have it in your heart, you don't have to force anything. Otherwise, let's take a look at it again? After all, you have to wait for a while for the salvation."

"Yeah, okay."

Yun Mengxue was following Song Zhiyu. She didn't want to tell Song Zhiyu how entangled she was after entering here. Because she had never worshiped Buddha devoutly, but now she came to express her piety when she had asked for help. The guilt in her heart was more than a little bit.

Walking out of the north gate of the Heavenly King Hall, the solemn Great Hall is staggered with braces and arches, and the eaves are high and the teeth are pecked. The painted buildings and carved beams in the hall are impressive, and the murals are of great color. The statue of Sakyamuni, about two meters high, is eye-catching, with eighteen Arhats on both sides.

Behind the statue of Sakyamuni is the open-air statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva facing the north gate of the main hall, which is what Yunmengxue said before, and every time she passes outside the Prajna Temple.

The open-air statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva is made of natural white marble, up to twelve meters high, with fine workmanship and vivid expressions, and the whole body is shiny and white, which is amazing.

It has to be said that this open-air statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva adds a lot of solemn atmosphere to Prajna Temple. In addition, there are 32 Buddhist relics in the temple, which has become a legend in the world.

If you come to Prajna Temple in summer, the magnificent temple buildings and green pines and cypresses are particularly fascinating.

However, winter also has the beauty of winter. Although the snow outside melts, the white snow accumulated by the green cypresses is still thick, adding to the quiet and mysterious beauty of Prajna Temple and the artistic atmosphere of traditional temple architecture.

Just when Song Zhiyu and Yun Mengxue couldn't help but admire their superb construction technology, they were told that the ritual of salvation could begin.

In front of the statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva in the open air, Yun Mengxue and Song Zhiyu piously raised their heart fragrance with their hands, and the cauldron burned wisps of green smoke that rose into the sky. They were reliving the children who had lost in Yun Mengxue, hoping that her soul could go to the Western Paradise and enter the cycle of reincarnation as soon as possible.

"Child, if you can sense it, Mommy really wants...you will come back to me again and come back again..."
Chapter completed!