You are the sweet that I can't hide

Chapter 2353 Next time we meet, it won’t be too far away 3
The master didn't bother him, as usual, he stood quietly at the door, waiting for him to finish worshiping, but he still couldn't help looking at the man standing in the tomb at the moment like every time.

Zhong Yien, this name, plus the sacrifice that Nie Zheng usually asks them to offer, should be a woman.

Because there are no photos on the tomb, and there is no date of birth and death, and I don't know how old this dead woman is, and who will belong to this Professor Nie.

All I know is that many years ago, Nie Zheng came to the temple and donated money to build a Buddhist hall alone, where the tomb of 'Zhong Yi'en' was placed and entrusted to the monks of the temple to manage it.

After all, it has been more than 20 years.

A tombstone with only a name, but no one knows who it is, and no bones has been guarded here for more than 20 years.

……

Nie Zheng always comes here to worship, after returning to China, and then before going abroad.

He has been here several times during this period, and it seems that he is preparing to leave the country when he comes today.

...

In the quiet Buddhist hall, Nie Zheng put down the bouquet of flowers he brought with him, staring at the small tombstone with his name engraved on it:
"How are you doing? I'm going back to New York. Come see you today."

After a long time, I was about to leave, but before I turned around, I saw a shadow passing behind a pillar, it was a cockroach.

As soon as his face changed, he strode over and trampled to death, and then turned around with a gloomy expression:
"What's the matter, why is there such a dirty thing in the Buddhist hall?"

The master hurried over and picked up the dead cockroaches with toilet paper: "Usually, the little masters take care of it very well, but recently it has been raining for several days, and the mountains are already very humid. Maybe this is why cockroaches appear."

"Can't we clean up in advance? Nothing else, I said, this kind of thing can't happen here!" Nie Zheng was rarely furious.

The master was obviously also shocked. He had never seen such a temper tantrum from a man who has always been reticent and unsmiling. It took a long time to apologize again: "I will explain again and let the cleaners pay attention."

With an ugly face, Nie Zheng took out a tissue, bent down, and cleaned up the stains left by the cockroaches himself.

"Benefactor Nie, let me get someone to do it..." the master shouted from behind.

"No." The answer was cold.

He wiped and wiped until the floor was so clean that there was no dust on it. Then he stood up, approached the small tombstone, and whispered:

"Sorry, it won't happen again."

She is most afraid of cockroaches.

In this life, he probably won't be able to forget the horror he felt when he saw her meet a cockroach for the first time.

Although he later cured her phobia of cockroaches, he still didn't want the things she was afraid of to appear in front of her clothes.

After everything was settled, Nie Zheng took the handkerchief handed over by his master and wiped his hands. Thinking of her name for the last time, he whispered:

"It's getting late. I'm leaving. I don't know when I'll come to see you next time."

After a pause, the voice was lower: "But I believe that the next time we meet, maybe it won't be too far away."

Immediately, he turned and walked out of the Buddhist hall.

*
Two days later, Nie Zheng returned to New York.

Outside the Manhattan Research Center, Susanna was waiting at the door. When she saw him coming back, she greeted him: "Professor Nie, you have worked hard all the way."

After saying hello, Susanna asked an assistant to help him pick up the suitcase.

Nie Zheng nodded to Susanna, and walked inside while unbuttoning the top button of his shirt. He was still a little tired after sitting on the plane for more than ten hours: "Call me and say that the team's research has been completed. new progress?"

(End of this chapter)