After I made a biography for my scumbag ex, I was on fire

Chapter 106 New Year's Eve

While chatting and eating, I drank a lot of tea for digestion. I was full and it was almost ten o'clock.

"Almost, you can go back."

Mu Song looked at the time and looked at Lu Yuan, but the man didn't look in a hurry.

"Have you participated in the New Year's Eve in the temple before?"

"What? I haven't heard of it."

"Oh……"

Lu Yuan took a sip of tea, put down his cup, stood up, walked to the window, and pointed to a brightly lit building on a hill not far away.

"That is the famous Xian'en Temple on this island. Every year, there will be New Year's Eve celebrations, where you can pray for blessings and pay homage to your deceased relatives.

Do you want to go and see?Walk over, very fast, only ten minutes. "

Mu Song was surprised.

"You chose to eat here because of this?"

"Not entirely, but I think you'll like it."

Mu Song was silent for a moment.

"Then let's go..."

After a pause, he added another sentence.

"Trouble."

Lu Yuan smiled, showing his white teeth lightly, together with the light in his eyes, brightened his whole face, beaming with joy.

The road to Xian'en Temple is well built. The bluestone steps along the way are paved from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside.

On both sides, in addition to the bright yellow street lamps, there are also festive lanterns, which reflect brilliantly and illuminate the feet clearly.

While walking up the steps, Mu Song was surprised to see the pedestrians going up the mountain in twos and threes.

"Before, I heard that some people got up and lined up in the middle of the night to burn incense, but I didn't expect that there were so many people who wanted to watch the new year in the temple."

Lu Yuan nodded.

"I also heard from the owner of the restaurant. It seems that it is a special feature of Xian'en Temple. Many people come here because of its reputation. Fragrant flower coupons are still limited."

"Huh? Then it won't be sold out?"

"will not."

Lu Yuan took out two pieces of paper from his pocket, colorful and hard to read.

"I asked the boss to buy two early in the morning."

Mu Song was silent, nodded, and said nothing.

After entering the temple, sure enough, many people gathered in front of the small square of the main hall, not knowing what they were doing.

"This is?"

"In a while, the abbot of the temple will bring other monks to pray for blessings.

Let's go, let's get a good seat first. "

As Lu Yuan spoke, he dragged Mu Song into the crowd.

Both of them are tall, even standing in the third or fourth row, they can clearly see the situation in the center of the crowd.

Several monks are arranging the lotus lamps for Buddha into a luminous matrix one by one.

After waiting for a while, around 10:30, the lights were set up, and the monks retreated into the main hall. Not long after, they heard a symphony of bells and drums.

With the sound of bells and drums, a group of monks, led by the head monk, lined up in two teams, solemnly came out of the hall, and came to the front of the lotus lantern array that had been set up before.

Afterwards, it was the familiar procedure that Mu Song was familiar with. The abbot gave lectures, chanted Buddhist chant, and finally, led the believers present to recite the "Heart Sutra".

21 times a day, "Heart Sutra" is Mu Song's daily homework, and he can't be more proficient, but this time, reading it with hundreds of people, the feeling is very different.

"According to Prajna Paramita, there is no hindrance to the mind.

No hindrance, no fear.

Stay away from upside-down dreams, after all Nirvana. *"

Sentences of scriptures, accompanied by the sound of Dharma instrumental music, echoed in the square, melodiously, riding the wind, with burning wishes, floating towards the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss that everyone believes in.

On such a special day, I was more susceptible. For the first time, I was chanting scriptures in unison with so many people.

Mu Song felt that his heart was connected with hundreds of pious hearts around him, and it was beating together with the beating lotus lamp flame in the square.

Supreme.

After reading the last scripture, the monks in the temple sang the melodious Buddhist chant again. Even if they couldn't understand, they gradually softened their bodies and minds in the distant syllables.

Love and resentment, greed and ignorance also dissipate little by little without knowing it, leaving only the peace of still water flowing deep.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew, and there was a commotion in the crowd, all wearing hats and coats. Before Mu Song had time to react, he was protected by a warm embrace from behind.

"Is it not cold?"

Lu Yuan's pleasant voice rang in his ears, and the warm breath sprayed against his sensitive ears. Mu Song felt a wave of heat spread from his ears at a very fast speed, making his whole body fall into an intoxicating warmth. .

"No, it's not cold anymore..."

Mu Song nodded slightly, but he didn't dare to move, he was afraid that if he turned his head, his red hot ears would touch Lu Yuan's soft lips.

"It's good if it's not cold, and I am also very warm."

Lu Yuan's breath was so close that Mu Song was flustered, but the cold outside made him realize that the warmth of this embrace and that heart beat at the same frequency as his heart.

thump, thump, thump...

For a while, there was no other sound, only the beating of the hearts of the two of them.

It wasn't until the ceremony ended and the crowd scattered that Mu Song came back to his senses.

"Well, it's time to go back..."

Mu Song looked at his watch, it was already 11:30.

"No hurry, we haven't lit the ever-burning lights yet."

"Eternal light?"

Mu Song knew that many temples would provide some commercial services, such as depositing memorial tablets, lighting lamps to petition, etc., but he had never done so.

First, I think it is too commercial, and second, I doubt whether it is really meaningful.

Although Mu Song has become more and more pious in recent years, he still treats the religious side of Buddhism with a rational attitude in his heart.

For him, it is more important to use the teachings of Buddhism to guide the evolution of the body and mind, rather than to engage in feudal superstition.

Therefore, when Lu Yuan, who had always disliked him for being superstitious, offered to ask for the ever-burning lamp, Mu Song was surprised.

But Lu Yuan didn't explain much, he just dragged him into the bustling hall, at the reception desk for Buddhist affairs at the door, he asked for three long-burning lamps, and handed one to Mu Song.

"Give this one to grandma. Come on, write what you want to say."

As he spoke, he handed him the red note with the ever-burning lamp.

"grandmother?"

"That's right, you haven't been back to sweep grandma's grave for so many years, so let's offer a lamp to her old man on New Year's Eve."

Mu Song was stunned.

He never mentioned his family to Lu Yuan, let alone his grandma, and his relationship with grandma.

Lu Yuanneng found out that he was not surprised, but he never thought that he would think of this level so hard.

"thanks……"

Mu Song took the lantern and expressed his thanks in a low voice, but he didn't answer the note.

Lu Yuan didn't care. He picked up the pen and wrote a few words on the other two pieces of paper. Then he took Mu Song together, lit the ever-burning lamp, and offered it on the Buddhist altar.

Mu Song didn't write a note, so he bowed three times to the ever-burning lamp, and silently recited in his heart what he wanted to say to his grandma.

Lu Yuan, on the other hand, burned the two notes in two long-burning lamps before bowing again.

Seeing Lu Yuan's pious appearance, Mu Song was a little curious, who were these two lamps for.

One must be Lu Yuan's grandfather, what about the other one?

In Mu Song's impression, Lu Yuan's other ancestors all passed away when he was very young, and for him, there are almost no memories.

Who else deserves Lu Yuan's attention?

Mu Song couldn't think of it, but he didn't intend to ask Lu Yuan, after all, their current relationship has nothing to do with it.

After leaving the main hall, looking at the time, it will be midnight in a few minutes. Mu Song is very emotional, and he actually kept the New Year's Eve in the temple once.

Needless to say, the experience was pretty good.

"Can you go back now?"

After tossing around for a long time, Mu Song was a little sleepy and yawned again and again.

"It's going to be zero o'clock soon, and you've been watching until this time, so let's watch it thoroughly!"

Lu Yuan was still in high spirits.

"There's a gazebo over there, let's go and rest there."

"what?"

Mu Song looked in the direction of Lu Yuan's finger, and saw that there was a small pavilion directly facing the lake below the mountain. It seemed that it was used to enjoy the lake view.

But at this moment, in the middle of the night, the lights are dark and the wind is blowing, who would go there to "view the scenery".

"No, it's so cold."

Mu Song wanted to refuse.

"Even if you want to stay in the temple until midnight, you should go to a popular place in the main hall to warm up. Why do you go there to blow air?"

"The main hall is in a mess. Waiting for midnight, I don't know how noisy it will be. It's not good to disturb the Buddha's cleanliness. Let's not join in the fun.

I think you can see the lake from that gazebo, maybe you can see the shadow of the moon in the lake, don’t you want to see it?Anyway, it's only a few steps away, let's go..."

While persuading Lu Yuan, he couldn't help but drag Mu Song into the gazebo.

Sure enough, the viewing pavilion on the mountainside is high enough to have a panoramic view of the lake at the foot of the mountain, but the wind is indeed strong.

It was chilly, and went straight to the neck, and Mu Song stomped his feet in the cold, but Lu Yuan kept smiling, as if he was not afraid of the cold.

"Huguang also saw it, let's go, we don't have to wait until midnight..."

"It's almost there, listen, they're counting down."

When Lu Yuan mentioned it, Mu Song also vaguely heard the believers counting down in unison in front of the main hall not far away.

"five four three two one……"

"boom!"

A line of rapidly rising light, along with the loud noise, pierced the blue sky at [-]:[-].

"……Snapped!"

"Wow!!! It's fireworks!!!"

The crowd erupted.

One after another, in the exclamation of people, they bloomed wantonly, illuminating the world, mountains and rivers.

"Wow! Why are they so beautiful, and they are all purple and silver."

"Hey, I haven't heard that there is a fireworks show, is it organized by the island government?"

"I don't know, it's not a private release, so many, so big."

"Yeah, it's said that purple is the most expensive, how can a private person afford it..."

"Wait... what does that 'Y Love S' mean? I'll go, is it some local tyrant who is confessing his love???"

"It's so romantic!!!"

……

The sighs of the crowd came along with the wind, and Mu Song was stunned as he watched the fireworks in the air and water.

"Baby, happy new year..."

Lu Yuan's voice, and his warm embrace came from behind, and together with the bright fireworks in front of his eyes, he dragged Mu Song into the net made of sugar silk, and it was difficult to break free.

"We've been together for ten years, this is the first time to celebrate the New Year with you, I..."

Lu Yuan choked up.

"I hope this year, I don't disappoint you again.

As long as you are willing to trust me again, next year, the year after, and many years to come, I will never let you down again.

Song, baby, wife, give me another chance... ok? "

As Lu Yuan said, Mu Song felt a heat on the back of his neck, and it was Lu Yuan's soft kiss that woke him up from his astonishment.

"That...you let go first."

Lu Yuan hesitated for a moment, but slowly let go of his embrace, turned to Mu Song, stared straight at him, eyes full of love and longing.

Mu Song: ...

"Uh... It's Chinese New Year, let's stop talking about such a serious topic, let's go down the mountain first, there will be more people in a while."

Mu Song turned around, ignored Lu Yuan's fiery eyes, and left the gazebo first.

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The author has something to say:

Lu Yuan: Remember the failure of the first confession. / draw orthographic

Mu Song: Do you have to say this many times? /nervous

Lu Yuan: Well, N times, until you agree.

Mu Song: ...

*: From "Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra"