"Once love freezes, everything is peaceful. Once the tears flow, only the determination is left to exile itself on the border of the night, allowing the dawn to approach me step by step..."

Liang Jinghei Chao covered his face and walked out of the airport. He raised his hand and a taxi stopped in front of him, "Master, go to the ancient village of Tianzhu."

The earplugs were stuffed into his ears again, and Xu Ruyun's singing filled the entire ears again.

The driver secretly looked at the young woman in casual clothes and a small straw hat from the reflector. She had nothing on her body and didn't even have a suitcase. She was here for a vacation? Have a meeting? Relax?

Looking at the expressionless woman in the reflector, he gave up the idea of ​​speaking again.

Liang Jing has been here in Hangzhou more than once. Since she passed by this ancient village in Tianzhu that year, she has fallen in love with it.

It takes about an hour to get here from the airport. Outside the window, there are the lights of this city, gentle and warm.

Liang Jing's heart trembled. She now needs such a place to place this already dry and tired heart quietly, just like her coming quietly, or like her walking quietly. When she leaves, she will not take away a cloud.

The car drove very steadily and slowly drove into the valley with dense bamboo forests and clear grass and trees. The mist and rain were like smoke and fog, swaying and blurred. The road was very secluded and comfortable. Liang Jing slowly rolled down the window, took a deep breath of fresh air, and immediately calmed down.

The gate as simple as a pavilion, and the quiet and quaint world behind the door, Liang Jing found that the more he came, the closer he felt that this place was to the spiritual core of the city of Hangzhou. Like this city, it was quiet and soothing, plain and quiet.

"Dong--"

The bell of Lingyin Temple passed through the wall, and Liang Jing suddenly burst into tears, but at this time the phone was like the bell, following from the distant Shanghai. She snatched a handful of tears, but her eyes became even more blurred. The phone was still the familiar name and the prison that could not escape the entanglement. She hung up the phone without hesitation.

The bell was still only echoing in her ears, but she suddenly felt that at this moment, her heart no longer begged.

The ancient village of Tianzhu in Hangzhou is adjacent to Lingyin Temple and Yongfu Temple. Between the morning bells and evening drums, the Buddha fragrance is melodious.

Liang Jing's eyes once again stopped on the ancient weathered little lion covered with green moss, and an aunt stood in front of her silently and thoughtfully.

"Please arrange for me the morning class in Lingyin Temple tomorrow." Tears were gone, and my dry heart was nourished. Liang Jing seemed to have regained his identity as the marketing director, wandering between the negotiation table and the dressing table, walking through the guzheng and rock, which is her current life and work state.

The yellow mud walls, green bushes, towering trees, clear streams, and hundreds of birds sing. I greeted her, reached out to touch the unknown little flower, and looked at the oranges on the branches. They were already quite big and could be picked. Liang Jing's mood improved completely, and his fatigue seemed to be swept away, and he was wiped away.

Walking slowly, passing the moss-covered stone wall, pushing open the half-person-high wooden door, and it is the original guest house.

Inside is a typical house in Jiangnan, with wooden pillars, wooden roofs, wooden windows and wooden beds. When you open the window, you still have a clear and fresh place outside.

The phone called tirelessly again, Liang Jing laughed, but she thought about it and hung up again with a smile.

When I was sleeping, my shoes had flew away from my tender white feet at some point, only ten royal blue nails and the soles of my ingenious feet were exposed.

The body is already lying on the white bed, and the soul has floated to the boundless green fields and mountains outside...

I don’t know how long I slept, but when I waited until I got up again, it was almost noon.

In this guesthouse, the most exquisite food is served in the most quaint stone bowls and plates, and it is quaint.

She picked up her phone and smiled happily onto her red lips. There were nine missed calls on her phone. When the screen of the phone lighted up again, she chose to hang up the phone.

Taste the delicious food and admire the earth-walled tiled houses hidden under the jungle outside the window, the creek and stone paths, and the beams are full of appetite.

After dinner, she stood in front of the mirror in a trickle of streams and chirping birds.

In the mirror, there is still the young woman with a pretty figure. She has an S-shaped figure under her black tights and trousers. She has a white skin and a sensual blush, but she has more mature and feminine taste than before.

Liang Jing suddenly bent down and raised his hips, and the charming curve immediately appeared again.

In this place far away from the hustle and bustle, facing the temptation of the world, she could not imagine who would win this war.

The cell phone rang again persistently, Liang Jing laughed. She finally answered the phone until the ringtone of the cell phone was about to hang up.

"Auntie, you finally answered the phone. What if you were kidnapped? Do you need me to redeem people?!"

Qin Dong's voice immediately came from the phone, joking, but cleverly revealed the anxiety and dissatisfaction.

"Is there anything wrong?" Thinking about how close he was to himself, he still couldn't escape the entanglement prison. Whenever his heart hurts for a second, whenever he wakes up from crying for a second, he only has his heart begging.

But he wouldn't know that I was really tired and had no strength anymore, and my heart that loved him had nowhere to be sent...

"It's okay..." Qin Dong on the other side of the phone was speechless, and Liang Jing couldn't help but sigh slightly.

Men are not bad, women do not love them. This man who comes from solemnity and ruffianity, a man who is relaxed and at ease in fearlessness and conscience, attracts her the deepest.

"You, come here..." Liang Jing's voice was very soft, but the tail sound immediately raised up.

"There is still a flight from Shanghai to Hangzhou to the evening, so I won't go to pick it up. You can call directly to the ancient village of Tianzhu."

Liang Jing lay down on the yoga mat, looking at the wooden beams on the roof, suddenly laughed, laughing uncontrollably, and the waves trembled...

...

When Qin Dong arrived in Hangzhou from Shanghai, the lights in this city were very soft. Behind the softness was a kind of expectation of returning home and a kind of peace after the dust was washed away.

"Are you Mr. Qin?" The ancient village was quiet, and even the aunt who came to greet her was very light and very nice, just blending with the tranquility around her.

"I am." Qin Dong's voice became softer involuntarily.

"You haven't had dinner yet?" the aunt smiled, "Then I'll take you to dinner first."

In such an environment, you don’t have to eat, and you can enjoy a beautiful meal.

Qin Dong was eating and watching, but he couldn't see Liang Jing.

"Sir, have you finished eating?"

"It's finished."

"Then please come with me." There was a smile that could not be concealed between the aunt's eyebrows, which made Qin Dong very puzzled.
Chapter completed!