Oh, dear! Fish me again

Chapter 183 You Can’t Call Me Mr. Tang Now

Tang Yuechi finally understood that among everything in the world, there is always a part that cannot be forced, and the only thing he can do is to give up.

*

There are dozens of temples on Luojia Mountain. The one he is in now is a century-old temple, located in the back mountain where few tourists visit.

Facing the sea, it is very Zen.

But it turns out that becoming a monk is not as easy as imagined. Tang Yuechi also found out that to be a monk requires academic qualifications, interviews, and introductions from senior monks.

Of course, he finally skipped all these cumbersome steps by donating three million.

The monk's robe he was wearing was the most common orange-brown color, the fabric was a bit rough, reminding him of his frustration every second.

I reflect on myself morning and evening, listen to sutras and ring the bell. Today is already the third day on the mountain.

The sunset at sea is at 6:40, about half an hour earlier than City A.

The climate is too humid and he can't adapt to it. This morning, a few red rashes appeared on his chest below his collarbone.

I don’t know what Shushu is doing. Maybe she had dinner, bought some popsicles and is taking a walk in the park.

He seldom talked with his fellow monks in the temple. He kept every moment and every thought in his mind silently, not knowing with whom he wanted to share them.

I don't say I miss her in every sentence, but every word is about me thinking of her.

When the dazzling orange sky fell below the horizon, Tang Yuechi turned and went into his own room, sat cross-legged on the balcony behind the house, and beat the wooden fish.

Make some noise, so that you can calm down a little.

Sure enough, for someone like him, becoming a monk was just an escape, and he would never forget it in his lifetime.

*

I don’t know how much time had passed, but the sound of the sea tide became clear to my ears. It must have been late at night.

A cool breeze blew in from behind, and I suddenly heard a familiar soft voice in my ears.

"Hello, is there any newly ordained monk here, surnamed Tang? Yes, tall and handsome, a bit like a foreigner..."

Tang Yuechi opened his eyes and frowned.

Was I possessed by a demon? Was I already experiencing auditory hallucinations?

Close your eyes again and continue beating the wooden fish.

The sound of the waves masked the deliberately light footsteps, the unlit wooden balcony, and the bleak back of the tall monk.

Click—

The sound of a shutter broke the silence.

The girl immediately complained,

"Why is the camera making such a loud noise? I haven't seen enough..."

Tang Yuechi's body suddenly stiffened.

It really is Shushu’s voice.

Is she... coming to find me?

*

Tang Yuechi paused for a few seconds, forgetting to put down the hammer in his hand, and slowly turned around.

At the entrance to the backyard balcony, five beautiful young boys and girls were leaning against each other in a crooked manner.

The little Jiaojiao, who was missed every moment in her heart, reached out to him, acting coquettishly with some grievance,

"Tang Yuechi....I finally found you!"

Beside him, Zhang Li heaved a sigh of relief.

Sigh to him,

"Boss Tang, we have almost searched the entire mountain, your place is really well hidden..."

Ning Hao glanced at his monk's robe and corrected Zhang Li with disapproval.

"I can't call you Mr. Tang now..."

Gu Chiqi asked flatteringly, "What should it be called?"

Ning Hao raised his lips and smiled evilly, "Tang... Monk."

Qian Mingye laughed, pulling the wound at the corner of his mouth and making a hissing sound.

Then she looked at him proudly.

"Please give us some vegetarian food, Tang Monk. We have been hungry for a whole day..."

Tang Yuechi's eyes flickered and he finally reacted.

This is not a dream.

It was Shushu who came to find him, bringing everyone with her.

*

Although the temple is small, the incense on this mountain is very strong, and Tang Yuechi also brought money into the temple, so the food in the kitchen is very rich.

Half an hour later, in the dining hall.

There was a half-worn long wooden table with four or five wooden basins in the middle, filled with vegetarian dishes such as mushrooms, bamboo shoots and tofu.

The five little ones, who usually look bright and beautiful, are now covered in dust and dirt, and are concentrating on eating.

We are all adults, there is no need to state some things too clearly or directly.

What's more, this group of people and the awkward relationship they have.

Since Shushu has chased him to Luojia Mountain, she still wants him.

Since Zhang Li and the others are willing to come together, it goes without saying.

Tang Yuechi poured Tang Shu a cup of tea and said gently,

"Eat slowly, or you'll get a stitch in the side."

The girl looked up and gave him an embarrassed smile.

The two looked into each other's eyes, and all the love and compromise were understood in an instant.

A man’s heart is quieter than listening to any scripture.

*

Tang Yuechi glanced at Zhang Li, then looked outside the door, and went out first to wait for him.

Not long after, Zhang Li came out.

Without waiting for him to ask, Zhang Li smiled helplessly.

"Boss Tang, now you have no choice but to return to secular life."

Tang Yuechi raised his eyebrows, "Hmm? What do you mean?"

Zhang Li turned his head and glanced in the direction of the canteen.

"Look at this room, who isn't a monster? I really can't control them. With my current abilities, I really can't protect them..."

Tang Yuechi frowned.

Ask, "What trouble has happened?"

Zhang Li smiled warmly and coolly.

"That's just beating up seven or eight members of a violent organization, causing them to lose a few teeth and break a few arms... and by the way, poisoning the eldest son and making him mute, and taking half his life."

Hearing this, Tang Yuechi asked curiously, "How many days have you been out?"

Zhang Li’s answer: “Less than a day.”

"Ah,"

The man couldn't help laughing and sighed, "He really knows how to cause trouble..."

"so..."

Zhang Li looked more serious, with a hint of melancholy.

"She wants me to live a peaceful, stable and honorable life, and I don't want to disappoint her. But I'm afraid I can't protect him."

That's why Zhang Li, such a proud man, would make so many concessions.

Tang Yuechi nodded and patted his shoulder.

"I understand. I'll take care of it."

"Ah."

Zhang Li nodded, turned around and walked back.

"Zhang Li,"

The man called him, his expression serious and restrained.

"You know, I've always admired you."

It seemed like Tang Yuechi had said this to him a long, long time ago.

The young man lowered his head and smiled helplessly.

"Mr. Tang, it's better for us to stop admiring each other."

"Ah."

*

After dinner, it was already midnight.

Four tired teenagers stayed overnight in the temple. Tang Shu was a girl and it was not convenient for her to stay, so Tang Yuechi took her away.

The driver and bodyguard received the order and drove the car up directly.

The man got into the car holding his lost and found treasure.

In the small and enclosed space, the hungry wolf in a monk's robe and the delicious little white rabbit are breathing in a forbidden and ambiguous manner.

Tang Shu nestled in the man's arms, curiously pulling at his monk's robe, and then touching his hair.

"Tang Yuechi, why haven't you shaved your head?"

The man did not stop her, but smiled lovingly.

"No one can just shave their hair casually. You have to wait for an auspicious day."

"Auspicious day? What's your auspicious day?"

"tomorrow."

The girl took his left hand and looked at his watch.

"It's almost twelve o'clock, Yuechi, your auspicious time is coming~"

The man's eyes flickered and he asked her, "What did you just call me?"

"Yuechi, don't you like it?"

"like."

Seeing his intoxicated expression, Jiaojiao became playful.

She turned around and sat facing him, deliberately lying on the collar of his monk's robe, her soft and boneless fingers gently threading through his thick black hair.

Asked with a breath as sweet as orchid,

"We can't waste auspicious times... Then, can I help you shave?"

The man's temples were already covered with sweat, and he asked her in a hoarse voice,

"Do you know?"

"Is it not possible if I don't know how to do it?"

"Okay,"

I caught her teasing little hand and brought it to my lips to kiss her intoxicatedly.

"I won't let you shave. You can do whatever you want and shave wherever you want."