That day, while passing through Shaoxing, Meng Xun was dragged by his friends to burn incense at the Great Buddha Temple.
It happened that the largest Buddha in the south of the Yangtze River was under renovation, and the courtyard was empty. Apart from them, there were almost no tourists.
She was not interested in praying to gods and worshiping Buddha. She lay on the stone railing outside the sutra hall in a daze. When she accidentally lowered her head, she saw Fu Jingcheng looking up at her from the bottom of the steps.
When we met again later, he became what his uncle said was a good friend.
Their eyes met, and Meng Xun looked at him with a completely unfamiliar look. He just said hello briefly like everyone else.
Fu Jingcheng looked down at her, the waves in his eyes fleeting.
After a long time, he suddenly smiled softly: "Are you pretending to be unfamiliar?"
Meng Xun thought that people like Fu Jingcheng said they liked him just on a whim.
It was only a long time later that he realized that what she thought was their first encounter was, in his opinion, a long-awaited reunion.
Intention: There will always be someone who comes for you.
