After rebirth, they always want to do something bad to me

For some reason, Jiang He felt a slight pain in his chest.

She turned her head away and asked again, "Come to think of it, Tang Li, you are not young anymore, but it seems that you don't have anyone you like. Do you have your own criteria for choosing a partner?"

Tang Li was just talking about the interesting childhood stories of the three sisters of the Tang family, but was suddenly confused by Jiang He's abrupt change of subject. After a long pause, she replied dazedly: "Well... not small..."

After all, her real age is over fifty, which is not small enough to be described.

"But the person I like..." She scratched her head awkwardly. What kind of gossip topic was this for a young beautiful girl? How could a middle-aged man like her answer this?

"Actually, I don't know either. As you know, I've been taking care of Youyou and the others, so I rarely think about this aspect."

Not knowing how to answer, she had to give an ambiguous reply. After all, if she had to say it, it was true that she had no emotional life because she had been taking care of Youyou and the others!

The only difference is that one is the former middle-aged man Tang Li, and the other is a young girl Tang Li who looks like she could almost be the older sister of the three sisters of the Tang family.

"What about Xiao He? I don't know what kind of person Xiao He likes." She changed the subject somewhat stiffly: "If Xiao He likes girls, what kind of girls does he like?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang He suddenly stopped using his chopsticks and stared at Tang Li, as if he was reading a picture.

"I like gentle, virtuous, moist, good wives and mothers who like cakes like me, are good at cooking, like to take care of children, and..."

She suddenly looked away silently, as if she was struggling with herself, and mustered up the courage to add in a low voice: "Breasts... ahem, plump girls."

Tang Li was stuck in the shell for a long time, then tilted her head: "...Youyou?"

At that moment, Jiang He was like a deflated ball, and his whole body collapsed.

"No, who likes that girl? Apart from her big breasts, she has nothing to do with my type." Her eyes were a little dim, but she reacted quickly.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. The food is getting cold. Let's eat quickly." She smiled gently and picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs.

"I like this very much, and you cook it very well, give it a try."

"I've tried it. What cook doesn't steal food?" Tang Li said helplessly, but leaned forward and took the ribs from Jiang He's chopsticks.

Jiang He seemed to be addicted to the feeling of feeding, and kept picking up food for Tang Li. Although Tang Li was helpless, she could only accept the kindness.

If you look from a distance, they look like an intimate couple, which is enviable.

Even when Tang Li's cheeks swelled up because she was fed a little too quickly, Jiang He couldn't help but pinch her cheeks and said jokingly, "Tang Li, you look like a hamster now, so cute!"

"Woo!"

Tang Li glared in dissatisfaction and swallowed the food in her mouth with difficulty.

Just as she was about to explode, she heard Jiang He say, "Oh, right, there should be fewer people worshipping Buddha at this time, so why don't we go and ask for a fortune now."

"Huh..." When it came to praying to Buddha and asking for divination, Tang Li suddenly became energetic, and the depression in her heart instantly disappeared.

This is the famous Jiming Temple. Now that you are here, how can you not ask for a fortune?

"Okay, we've just finished lunch, so let's go upstairs." Tang Li said, skillfully picking up the tableware and canvas on the ground.

Jiang He wanted to help, but found that he could not do anything at all.

So she had no choice but to pat her butt helplessly, stand up, and extend her hand to Tang Li who had already packed up.

"Let's go. The way up the mountain is not short."

Tang Li blinked, looked at the bag of tableware in her hand, then looked at her empty hands, and hesitantly placed her palm on Jiang He's.

Jiang He immediately chuckled and said unhappily, "What I meant is, let me help you carry the bag."

"Oh oh..." Tang Li reacted belatedly, a blush crossed her face, and she wanted to take her hand back.

But the next second, Jiang He caught her hand.

"Hehe, now that we're here, there's no reason for us to leave halfway." She said cunningly.

"Why don't we hold hands and walk up there, like... besties?"

"Oh……"

……

Even during the time period with the least traffic, Jiming Temple was still crowded with people. Tang Li and Jiang He specifically found a time when there were the least people and slipped into the temple.

They knelt on soft mats, put their hands together, and worshipped the Buddha respectfully, as if they had sincere wishes in their hearts that they hoped the gods and Buddhas could fulfill.

As the smoke from the incense drifted away, the figures of the two became increasingly blurred, and more sincere.

Burning incense, worshipping Buddha, and drawing divination sticks, as the process progressed, the two held hands and walked through the halls one by one, and finally arrived at the final destination of this trip.

Along with the sound of bamboo sticks hitting the bamboo tube, a stick fell and was picked up by Tang Li.

Just one look at it made her smile with joy, because what she prayed for was happiness and health for her whole family, and the word "best" was clearly written on the fortune.

No matter what the lottery says, it is a good lottery for her.

However, the result that Jiang He wished for didn’t seem to be very good.

There was no extra expression on her face. She just lowered her head and looked silently at the signature in her hand, half of her face hidden in the shadow of the candlelight.

Tang Li glanced at it and found that the lower word circled by the brush in the fortune stick in her hand was particularly eye-catching.

"Xiao He..." Tang Li felt a little distressed, but didn't know how to comfort her.

You know, in order to attract pilgrims, temples don't actually put too many negative lots in the lot box. Jiang He finally came here, but he drew a bad lot. He didn't know if it was because of bad luck or it was destined.

"It's okay. This kind of thing has no practical significance. I don't care."

Jiang He raised his head and said with a smile: "Besides, I am asking for a fortune in business. Maybe this is the Buddha reminding me to be careful about business competition recently."

"If it really works, I will definitely donate a large sum of money to Jiming Temple!"

Seeing Jiang He's nonchalant expression, Tang Li breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Then let's go and interpret the fortune. Maybe this is a blessing in disguise for you!"

"Okay." Jiang He nodded in agreement, but his smile gradually disappeared after Tang Li turned around.

She sighed and looked down at the signature in her hand.

The phoenix leaves Qin Tower, and the clouds gather at Wushan

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241. Life is like a dream

"Think carefully about your work, don't think too much about your people, just go with the flow and don't ask for too much."

"Amitabha, benefactor, this is not a good match. You should find another good match."

The old monk sat cross-legged on a cushion with his hands clasped together. His elder-looking voice sounded particularly harsh to Jiang He's ears.

She smiled bitterly and looked down at the tacky colorful bracelet on her wrist.

It is easy to say that you should choose another good partner, but how many people in this world can compare to her, and how many people can enter your heart?

She shook her head and said respectfully, "Thank you, Master, for interpreting the fortune for me. Good luck is hard to find. I don't believe in fate, I only believe in myself."

The old monk was silent for a moment. Having become a monk, he has an attitude towards karma, that is, if you believe in it, it exists, and if you don't, it doesn't. The temple launched the activity of drawing lots and interpreting them, which is essentially to cater to the needs of modern young people and attract more tourists.

But luck is something that cannot be seen or touched, but it is always reflected everywhere. Many people come to draw lots with a playful attitude, but eventually the fate written in the lot comes true.

"Amitabha, success depends on one's own efforts. Donors don't need to take the fortune slips to heart."

Jiang He nodded casually and left the side hall.

Immediately afterwards, Tang Li walked in.

Perhaps it was because her temperament was so pleasing, or perhaps it was because her movements when she entered the room were particularly reserved, but a peaceful smile appeared on the old monk's face.

"Donor, are you here to interpret the fortune?"

"what……"

Tang Li seemed startled by the sudden sound and quickly shook her head.

"Master, I'm not here to interpret the fortune. I'm here to look for my friend. Have you seen a girl who is a head taller than me and wearing a beige windbreaker?"

The old monk couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard this. He thought of the young girl who had just said to him, "I don't believe in fate, I only believe in myself." He looked at the confused Tang Li, and a look of understanding suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"Donor, your friend has left through the side door. If you chase her now, you should be able to find her."

"Oh, thank you, Master."

Tang Li nodded, and then ran in the direction the old monk pointed.

When she ran to the side door, she suddenly turned around and asked, "Master, may I ask you something? What is my friend's...her signature?"

The old monk was stunned for a moment, then he pondered for a while and said, "This shouldn't be something I can tell you, but since I see that you two have a close relationship, I will make an exception."

"Your friend's fortune is... the phoenix leaves Qinlou, and the clouds gather at Wushan. Benefactor, do you need me to tell you the result of the fortune?"

"No, that's not necessary." Tang Li smiled shyly and said, "I know, thank you, Master."

"The donor is very polite."

The old monk looked at her back and couldn't help but sigh. He put his hands together and whispered, "Amitabha..."

Today's young people...

……

Jiang He lay on the railing, looking at the pine forest and sea of ​​clouds in the distance.

In fact, from the moment she saw the content of the fortune, she knew what it meant and there was no need to interpret it.

But now that things have come to this, she is somewhat unwilling to believe her own judgment. The reason she went to ask the monk to interpret the divination sticks is because she subconsciously hopes that there will be other answers.

Unfortunately, things did not go as she wished, and the old monk's answer completely shattered her thoughts.

She even didn't dare to see Tang Li and secretly ran away to this remote place.

I didn't even confess my feelings.

Jiang He stroked the colorful rope on her wrist, her eyes alternating between light and dark, just like her chaotic heart.

In fact, she is indeed a person who does not believe in fate. If she believed in fate, she would have been trained to be a tool for her parents to rebel against her parents, and would have also become a tool for her grandfather to consolidate the Jiang Group.

And now, she is Jiang He, a person independent of her parents and grandfather.

But on the other hand, she also learned from a young age to read people's expressions, to know when to stop, and to... have self-awareness.

Tang Li doesn't like her.

The girl was like a flower on a high mountain, blooming alone on the top of the mountain. She climbed up with all her might, and then found that the flower was not blooming for her.

The warmth she felt from Tang Li was only because she was by her side, and it was a blessing from Tang Li's kindness.

This feeling was particularly evident during today's gameplay.

Whether she was strolling in the commercial street, having lunch, or praying to Buddha, Tang Li always subconsciously avoided topics related to relationships, as if she had some unspeakable concerns.

This concern made all her emotional expressions in front of Tang Li come to naught.

To her, Tang Li was like the time when she didn't grab Tang Li in front of the stall where she was buying amulets, and let her black hair flutter in the wind as she disappeared in the crowd; but Tang Li grabbed her after she was lost, and brought her back to reality completely from fantasy.

When the object changes, the meaning becomes completely different.

Perhaps from the very beginning, her plan to confess her love was aborted. Growing up in an environment of intrigue and deception, she had long been accustomed to loss, accustomed to rationality, and accustomed to giving up meaningless behavior.

She will still like Tang Li and will still stand by her.

But...that's all.

At that moment, tears suddenly burst out of Jiang He's eyes.

I'm obviously used to it and have experienced it countless times.

But no matter how high-sounding the reason was, her giving up was an established fact. She hadn't even expressed her feelings to Tang Li, and Tang Li clearly didn't know anything.

This is her clarity, but also her cowardice!

……

Tang Li squatted under the tree, quietly listening to Jiang He's sobs accompanied by the winter wind, hugging her knees and poking the soil from time to time.