love across the three realms

Chapter 202 [Scene Six] Tilting Balance (2)

Looking at her charming back, he hesitated for a moment, then suddenly said: "Miss Ling, please wait a moment!"

She stopped, didn't look back, just asked indifferently: "What's the matter?"

"One thing, I wonder if Miss Ling can make it happen?" There was hesitation and expectation in his voice.

Ling Hualan finally turned around with suspicion on her face.

"That Buddhist bead—can the girl give up her love, and still be with me?" He blushed, and his words became more and more elegant. The Buddhist bead was originally his property, and it seemed extremely uncomfortable to be in close contact with a girl's skin every day. OK.

"Return?" Ling Hualan's whole body was shocked, what does the word "return" mean?
"That's right, I'm ashamed to say that the Buddhist bead that the girl is wearing is the one I lost, but I don't know why it has been passed into the girl's hands several times. I know it's a bit abrupt to ask the girl so rashly, but the Buddhist bead After all, it's a Buddhist thing—" He was still thinking hard about how to explain it, but he didn't notice a drastic change in Ling Hualan's expression.

"You said that this Buddhist bead belongs to you?" Ling Hualan's slender hands trembled violently, she pulled the red string from her neck with difficulty, and the round Buddhist bead in her finger could hardly be grasped.

"It's right here—" He suddenly found that her beautiful face was covered with tears, and he was stunned to hide what he wanted to say next.

Ling Hualan couldn't believe her ears!

The person she missed all the time, the person she thought she would never see again, unexpectedly appeared at the place and time she least expected!
Tears are just a catharsis of pain. When the pain is extreme, tears are just a pale decoration.

She started laughing amid tears, and approached him step by step lightly: "It turns out that the mysterious purple light is the Venerable Wei Tuo who is famous in the Buddhist world!"

"You!" Wei Tuo couldn't help squinting his twinkling star eyes, wondering how she would know his real identity, could it be because of that Buddhist bead?He asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?"

"Who is it?" Ling Hualan raised her head and smiled presumptuously and sadly, her enchanting curly hair swayed in a sad arc, and the crystal teardrops were like the dew condensed on the flowers in the morning following her frenzied movements falling.

A hot teardrop was thrown onto his cheek, as if a spark had scorched his skin, and his heart seemed to be pierced by something sharp. He unconsciously covered his heart and frowned: "We do you know it?"

Ling Hualan gradually withdrew her smile, her tearful pupils were full of sorrow and joy, love and hatred intertwined, she stared at the man in front of her who had "his" appearance and lived with "his" soul, slowly He opened his lips: "I am Xiao Tan."

"Xiao Tan?" He quickly searched in his memory, over and over again, but there was no memory related to this "Xiao Tan".

"Sorry, I—" He shook his head, blinking his eyes in embarrassment, his face full of panic.

"Don't remember?" Ling Hualan smiled wryly. She already knew that it was impossible for him to remember her, but why did she still hold a little hope in her heart?
(End of this chapter)