The old dean was wearing a work clothes distributed by orphanage staff.

A short-sleeved sleeve is not particularly good, with the orphanage logo printed on it, similar to a cloud, echoing the name of "Yunjianju".

The clothes have been worn for many years, and there are obvious signs of wear on the face.

But it was washed very clean and the dry fragrance of soap was slowly heard with the mountain breeze and fell into Shen Moran's nasal cavity.

This smell made her feel inexplicably friendly. I remember that when she was a child, her grandmother who had been taking care of her at her neighbor's house, and this smell was like this.

Listening to the old dean's words, Shen Moran knew that the original owner should tell the old dean about his thoughts every time he returned here.

After all, she was so reluctant to stay in the Fu family.

But she didn't have much worries.

Shen Moran shook his head unconsciously.

The old dean was a little surprised and a little surprised, "Every time you come back, you will talk to me about your worries, why didn't you do this time?"

"If a person has something to worry about every day, wouldn't he be exhausted to death?"

Shen Moran laughed at herself and said, pointing to the Buddhist scripture placed on the table, "All appearances are false."

The old dean was slightly stunned. After a moment, she lowered her head and chuckled, raised her eyes again, with a clear sense of relief in her eyes, "I am very relieved that you can think so openly."

Shen Moran also pursed her lips and chuckled, without saying anything more.

The original sentence of the Buddhist scriptures: All appearances are false.

If you see all appearances that are not appearances, you will see the Tathagata.

After a few greetings, the old dean couldn't help asking, "Ranran, the relationship between you and Mr. Fu recently..."

The old dean did not say the following words directly, but Shen Moran knew very well what she wanted to ask.

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became quiet.

The old dean took a deep breath, as if he was a little nervous.

Because for Shen Moran in the past, such a problem was an absolute taboo.

But this time, she felt that the girl was different from before, so she couldn't help asking.

But as soon as she finished speaking, she regretted it.

He glanced at the girl with obvious concern, afraid that she would suddenly become irritable and angry.

However, Shen Moran was very calm.

"It's still peaceful between me and him." Shen Moran said calmly, his tone was calm and his expression was quiet, and he had no intention of bursting out at all.

The old dean was obviously surprised.

"What does peace mean?" she asked involuntarily.

Shen Moran: "Peace means that everything is peaceful, the relationship is not too good, but it is not too bad. Everyone is in peace and well."

Peace is probably the emotional state between her and Fu Yunshen, the most reasonable explanation.

"That's good." The old dean breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as we are at peace, everything is fine.

"Is there any connection between you and Haoyang?"

After a while of silence, the old dean couldn't help asking a taboo question again.

The refreshing mountain breeze kept blowing in the room, accompanied by the chirping of summer cicadas, making people sleepy.

Shen Moran narrowed his eyes and raised his lips slightly, "There is no contact anymore. After all, we have begun our respective lives."

She knew that there must be an indescribable relationship between the original owner and Li Haoyang.

But now, those are just passing clouds. She is like Li Haoyang’s past and present.

Hearing this, the old dean breathed a sigh of relief again and looked at her deeply, "It's good that you're not obsessed with it anymore."
Chapter completed!