Tian Yuan

Chapter 2224 His Heart is with Me

The two looked at each other, as if they were in different worlds.

The last time we met was in the heartland of the demon clan.

The demon clan leaders used Yan Yanan as bait to force the Buddhist disciples into danger, intending to kill them. Fortunately, Chen Qingyuan arrived in time and saved the two.

From then on, the life trajectories of Fuzi and Yan Yanan were like two parallel lines, which could never touch each other no matter how they extended.

A long time ago, the Buddhist disciple secretly glanced at Yan Yanan, but did not show up to see her. He was happy just knowing that she was safe.

Their eyes met and space froze.

They recalled the roads they had walked before and the warmth of each other's palms. Their faces were calm, but their hearts were filled with waves.

After an unknown amount of time, Yan Yanan broke the stalemate. She tried her best to control her surging emotions, pretending to be calm. She smiled slightly and said, "Long time no see."

Familiar faces and smiles, familiar soft voices.

The abbot was stunned.

But in an instant, the abbot regained his usual calmness, clasped his hands together, and bowed slightly: "Donor, long time no see."

"Passing by here?"

Yan Yanan held her hands lightly in front of her, dignified and elegant, without a trace of fear. Even though her eyes were red and her voice was slightly trembling, she did not lose her mind and remained sober.

Their fate was completely broken.

It is a rare opportunity to meet you today.

The abbot responded, "Yes."

Who knows whether he was just passing by by chance or came here on purpose.

Perhaps, even the abbot himself cannot give an accurate answer.

Sometimes it’s not a bad thing to be a little confused.

He has been saving people for thousands of years and has traveled to all corners of the universe. It is reasonable that he is passing by here today.

"Come in and have a cup of tea!"

Yan Yanan invited.

She knew the chances were slim, but she still wanted to try.

I don't ask for a reunion of our past relationship, I just hope that when we meet, we can sit down, drink a cup of tea, chat for a few minutes, and enjoy a moment of warmth.

Surprisingly, the abbot thought for a few breaths, did not refuse, and nodded in agreement: "Okay."

This word was like the warm sunshine in spring, penetrating the sky, dispelling the darkness and coldness along the way, and warming Yan Yanan's heart.

After a slight pause, Yan Yanan immediately turned sideways and made an invitation: "Please come in."

Snap!

When an old friend invited him, the abbot did not stand still. Instead, he took a step forward with his left foot and walked towards the door.

Yan Yanan was standing at the gate. The abbot was getting closer and closer to the gate, and he was also getting closer to her.

The distance between the two people is getting closer and closer.

Their eyes kept meeting each other, and their heartstrings trembled slightly.

At first, the abbot was somewhat uneasy, but soon his mind became as calm as water, and his emotions no longer fluctuated.

Entering an ancient pavilion in the courtyard, Yan Yanan brought a pot of hot tea and poured two cups with a gentle manner: "This is only a simple tea for you, please forgive me."

"The donor is very polite."

The abbot reached out and picked up a cup of tea, brought it to his lips and took a sip.

We sat facing each other, not knowing what to talk about.

Yan Yanan wanted to mention Chen Yiyi and talk about her recent situation, but when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them back.

There is no need to talk about these things, it only adds to the sadness.

He is the abbot of a Buddhist sect, shouldering a responsibility unimaginable to the world. He cannot let the ties of blood and family ties sway his Buddhist heart, as this might affect his future.

The abbot originally wanted to ask Yan Yanan if she had been bullied over the years, but then he realized that with Chen Qingyuan's care, there was no possibility of her being bullied.

The two of them were silent and the atmosphere was depressing.

Many people only know that Chen Yiyi is the biological daughter of the current Buddhist abbot, but few people know who Chen Yiyi's biological mother is.

Those who know the inside story never talk about it to others.

The Buddhist sect and Chen Qingyuan had a tacit understanding and jointly covered up this secret to protect Yan Yanan from secondary harm and wish her peace for the rest of her life.

As for that small group of high-ranking demons who liked to stir up trouble, they were liberated by the previous abbot many years ago.

He plotted against Buddhism, offended the old abbot, and still wanted to live in peace. It was pure dreaming.

In order to liberate the demon clan leaders, the old abbot put in a lot of effort, chanting "Amitabha" repeatedly and punching the demon clan giants one by one.

The past is like smoke, fleeting.

The old abbot had long since passed away, leaving a profound mark on the pages of history. For him, life had been fulfilled, and his so-called regrets had been made up for in a little-known town.

The courtyard is so quiet that even a pin drop can make a sound.

After a long while, the abbot broke the deadlock and said calmly: "The tea has been drunk, and I should leave now."

As soon as he finished speaking, the abbot stood up.

Bow to express gratitude.

Yan Yanan subconsciously wanted to speak to persuade him to stay, but immediately cut off the thought, expression unchanged, and said gently: "I'll take you there."

The abbot did not refuse this.

The two kept a certain distance and walked slowly towards the gate.

The journey was so short that it passed in the blink of an eye.

"Donor, please stay."

When he reached the door, the abbot turned around and bowed. Then, without a trace of regret, he turned and left, walking farther and farther away until he was lost in the crowd.

Yan Yanan couldn't look away for a long time as she stared at the abbot's departure direction. She didn't know if this was the last time they would see each other in this life, so she cherished it and was reluctant to leave.

"His heart is with me."

Yan Yanan slowly raised her hand, covered her chest, and muttered to herself.

This is not a love story, but the reality.

That year, in the heart of the demon clan, Yan Yanan's life was hanging by a thread. To save her from that disaster, the Buddhist monk transferred his heart to her.

Afterwards, the Buddhist disciple attained enlightenment under the Bodhi tree, formed a Bodhi mind, and embarked on a new path in life.

"At least we're still alive."

Yan Yanan didn't dare to ask for too much, she only hoped that the people she cared about would be safe and healthy.

There's a saying in the secular world that Yan Yanan feels makes a lot of sense: It's better to forget each other than to support each other through thick and thin.

"My heart seems to ache a little."

The reason why Yan Yanan covered her chest was because her heart was aching slightly.

"This is his heart, and it's my heart too."

Yan Yanan looked into the distance and talked to herself.

In a sense, the two of them will always be together, and will not be separated even if their lives end.

The abbot's bodhicitta, initially rippled slightly, quickly returned to calm, without a trace of emotional fluctuation. As for the condition of his original heart, he did not know.

As the person walked away, Yan Yanan slowly withdrew his gaze, turned around and returned to the mansion, closed the door again, and lived alone, seeking a quiet and leisurely life.

……

The place of divine bridge, the mysterious map of Taoism.

Chen Qingyuan faced the barrier of the supreme Dao pattern, comprehending the great Dao with full concentration, and had entered a state of selflessness.

As the time spent in comprehension grew longer, the bottleneck in his realm loosened further. The invisible shackles that had entangled him began to break one after another.

It’s really not far from the peak of the ninth step.