On the day of his father's death, Chen Danyu happened to have a spirit named Bai Xiaoxiang in his mind. The other person claimed that he knew the oracle and told him, "When you go out in the future, you can worship gods and Buddhas when you meet them. When you meet people who look like gods and Buddhas, you must not act rashly."
But later, he went to Lishan for the funeral. On the day of his father's funeral, he met the legendary little mother for the first time.
Everyone said that my father was confused in his later years and was fascinated by an ugly thing of unknown origin. But in the scent of incense lingering in the mourning hall, he raised his eyes and saw only a face that was so compassionate that it made him speechless. Wearing plain white clothes, his eyes are neither sad nor happy, just like the Buddha in the temple who receives incense from thousands of people.
Chen Danyu saw the Buddha.
In the first year of Zhiling, Bai Xiao cried again. He did not want to become a Buddha.
"This is not a self-inflicted crime."
"But I really don't want it anymore." He sobbed. "You see, I always cry. You said that Buddha cannot have emotions."
"Teach me how to empathize and how to be compassionate without pain or tears." He grabbed the other party's clothes and tilted his forehead almost to the ground.
"If you have empathy, you will shed tears." Bo Yanyue sighed, "What you have to learn is never empathy."
"What you have to learn is to ignore."
Later, when love and hate were entangled, Bo Yan could only let out a low sigh and go to this world for him.
Purpose: Cherish your family, cherish your family, and live a happy life