"Do you still want to find a marriage charm?" Zhou Jingwei touched her hair and said softly.

Cheng Weiyue said she wanted to.

She didn't sleep much last night. The single bed in Ling'an Temple was probably many years old and would creak when she turned over.

Cheng Weiyue remained motionless all night, staring blankly at the paper window that shone with snow.

Later, at dawn, Zhou Jingwei walked towards her and saw that the little girl was pretending to sleep, but her acting skills were poor and her eyelashes kept trembling.

He sighed, caressed the side of her face with his palm, as if coaxing a child, and said, "Yueyue, it's time for us to go down the mountain."

She was so childish that she said in a bad tone not to go down the mountain.

So Zhou Jingwei sat down beside her.

He remained silent until Cheng Weiyue finally couldn't hold it back and turned to look at him.

Her voice trembled slightly: "Why don't you speak? I'm making trouble unreasonably, Zhou Jingwei..."

"Yueyue is a little princess, and a princess will never make trouble unreasonably." Zhou Jingwei's eyes concealed the pain, but he didn't dare to show it. He just said in an extremely soft voice: "I don't dare to speak, I'm afraid that if I speak

, you are about to cry."

This sentence seemed like a switch, allowing all Cheng Weiyue's suppressed emotions to suddenly have an outlet to vent.

She sat up from the bed, hugged him, and cried like a child.

She said: "Zhou Jingwei, I...I just can't let you go."

We have made so much mental preparation for this moment of separation, but I still feel reluctant to part with it.

Zhou Jingwei was out of sight, the ends of his eyes were red, and the love in his eyes almost overflowed.

He was heartbroken to death.

So at this moment, when Cheng Weiyue said she wanted to see the marriage talisman, Zhou Jingwei said: "Wait for me here, I will get it for you now."

Perhaps because it was the first day of the first lunar month, there were so many pilgrims at Ling'an Temple. Cheng Weiyue subconsciously held Zhou Jingwei's hand tightly, not wanting him to leave.

"Don't...take me with you." Cheng Weiyue squeezed his hand tighter.

"There are people coming and going, why are you following me?" Zhou Jingwei touched her hair, with a hint of gentleness and coaxing: "Wait for me."

Cheng Weiyue refused.

"Yueyue, look over there." Zhou Jingwei pointed to the acacia tree and said, "Aren't you going to seek a marriage?"

Cheng Weiyue said subconsciously: "If I don't ask for it, it won't be allowed."

Zhou Jingwei thought of the marriage talisman that he had burned to ashes. He smiled with a smile that was very indifferent and gentle: "No? Did you try it before Yueyue?"

Cheng Weiyue suppressed her blush and said in a nervous tone, "I came to beg for you when I was in love with Zhao Hanchen."

"With Zhao Hanchen?" The crowd was noisy. Zhou Jingwei leaned close to her ear and asked casually: "What do you want?"

Cheng Weiyue said she forgot.

Said it over and over twice.

When a person completely cuts out another person from his heart, all the memories about him, the more unforgettable they were in the past, the more they will be forgotten without leaving a trace.

Seeing the little girl's anxious look, Zhou Jingwei couldn't bear to tease her anymore and just said: "Of course not, I burned that talisman paper."

Cheng Weiyue raised her head and looked at him in shock.

The man's eyebrows were calm and he looked like he was not shying away from anything.

Cheng Weiyue whispered from the bottom of her heart: "How dare you do such a thing?"

The Buddha says that those who ruin someone's marriage will go to the eighteenth level of hell.

Of course Zhou Jingwei would not believe this and even sneered at it.

He took Cheng Weiyue into his arms as if there was no one around, and his words were obviously rogue, but he took them for granted. He said: "Those are things after death. You can't love what you love while you are alive.

So are blessings and misfortunes so important after death?"

"Cheng Weiyue," he suddenly called her name seriously, with deep and gentle eyes, he said: "When I saw you for the second time, I thought very clearly that if I could be with you,

Then even if I really have to receive the so-called punishment, I feel that I am willing to do so, and there is no loss at all."

Cheng Weiyue was thin-skinned, pushed him and said, "Why are you talking about this?"

"It's nothing..." Zhou Jingwei stopped smiling slightly, let go of Cheng Weiyue, and said, "I just want to tell you that I love you very much."

I love you very much, to the extent that I can violate all the rules of my life and customize a new set of principles for you.

So what am I afraid of?

I dare to do anything.

Cheng Weiyue stood there and watched Cheng Weiyue walk into the crowd.

She kept looking at his back, her eyes were dry and she didn't dare to blink.

She knew very well that the countdown was already counting down to the time of separation, so every minute that passed at this moment made her feel luxurious.

Until Zhou Jingwei placed a marriage charm on her palm.

His fingertips were touched by the coolness of frost and snow, his palms were pressed against the back of her hands, and there was deep tenderness between his brows and eyes. He said, "Little Moon, I'm sorry for burning your things."

Cheng Weiyue felt the coldness in her palms, and the talisman was also stained with snow.

She said: "It doesn't matter."

"There's nothing I can do about it, anyway, I've already done it. Things in this world may not always come true." Zhou Jingwei touched her satin-like hair with his other hand, and the movements of his fingertips revealed attachment.

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Cheng Weiyue didn't dare to speak and opened her mouth, tears seemed about to fall.

"Country Y is a place with beautiful scenery and a rich artistic atmosphere. The central square of the capital has the largest number of white pigeons in the world." Zhou Jingwei's eyes were smiling, but for some reason, his fingertips were trembling.

He paused and then said: "Little Moon, it's only two years. I can afford to wait. You study hard, have fun, and come back when you've had enough. I will wait for you obediently."

The tears that had been accumulating in Cheng Weiyue's eyes fell one by one.

In a place like Ling'an Temple, there is never a shortage of lovers hugging each other and crying.

The two of them accidentally made people passing by look at them, but no one came forward to disturb them.

In this world, stories about separation are shown every day.

They are so commonplace, yet so painful and sad.

Zhou Jingwei helped Cheng Weiyue wipe her tears little by little, with unspeakable distress in his movements. He frowned and just repeated over and over again: "Little Moon, I will always wait for you, and I will treat you well."

Life."

This is a promise and a guarantee.

"Zhou Jingwei," Cheng Weiyue smiled at him, smiling, her voice full of tears: "Stop coaxing me, I am hypocritical, the more you coax, the more I want to cry..."

"Then I won't coax you anymore..." Zhou Jingwei's voice was hoarse.

Cheng Weiyue deepened her smile and said, "Don't give it to me either. If you give it to me, I won't be able to let you go."

"Okay...I'll let Chen Yian take you home." Zhou Jingwei's voice became even hoarse.

Cheng Weiyue wiped the tears on her face with her hands. Zhou Jingwei originally wanted to help her, but finally restrained himself and clenched his hands into fists, hanging down by his side.

Cheng Weiyue wiped away her tears and raised a smile. She said, "Then I'll leave first. See you later, Zhou Jingwei."

"See you later... little moon." Zhou Jingwei also smiled, just like Cheng Wei's careless and dignified attitude when she met him at the beginning of the month, and he was very dazzling in the crowd.

Cheng Weiyue didn't know how she left. It was very windy and snowy all the way. She walked down step by step without shedding a single tear.

But she still couldn't hold it back, taking advantage of the flow of people to look back at Zhou Jingwei frequently.

Then she saw Zhou Jingwei standing in the crowd of thousands of people, looking at her firmly.

From the beginning to the end, I just looked at myself...

Chen Yi'an felt that he had taken on a hard job - to send Cheng Weiyue home.

Cheng Weiyue has not spoken since she got in the car. Chen Yi'an looked at her in the rearview mirror and smiled to ease the atmosphere: "Ms. Cheng, have you enjoyed your stay in the mountains these two days? I heard that the snow scene in Ling'an Temple is quite good.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha...."

Cheng Weiyue didn't speak. Chen Yian coughed and closed his mouth obediently.

Cheng Weiyue kept holding the peace charm in her hand, with a slightly dazed expression on her face.

She had just made a decision, a decision about separation.

It can actually hurt so much.

She was in so much pain, so how much more pain should Zhou Jingwei have.

The decision he made was to let himself pursue his dreams and face the ups and downs of the Zhou family alone...

Cheng Weiyue lowered her head and stared blankly at the peace charm in her hand.

She didn't know how long it took, but she finally had some courage and unfolded the talisman piece by piece.
To be continued...