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    My love is more real than the country (one hundred and forty-eight)

    Zhou Min’s body became stiffer and stiffer as she got closer and closer to the temple. Perhaps because of her different reaction, Yan Sui behind him couldn’t help but frown, and asked softly in her ear, “What’s wrong? What do you seem to be afraid of?”

    Zhou Min was slightly startled, aware of the doubts in his words, and swallowed all the words she subconsciously wanted to prevaricate. She had obviously made a decision in her heart, but Yan Sui’s gentleness to her day after day in the past few days still made her uneasy and worried about gains and losses.

    Yan Sui’s doubts and faint worries made Zhou Min finally refrain from giving out his excuse. He just sighed slightly, calmed down, leaned back, turned his head and closed his eyes, snuggling into his arms. “A Sui, do you still remember that we were fifteen when we first met?”

    Yan Sui was stunned for a moment, recalling his memory, it seemed that…

    “It’s true.” Yan Sui murmured to himself, “And it’s also a Great Buddhist Temple… Thinking about it this way, this Great Buddhist Temple is not only a Buddhist temple but also a Marriage Temple… No wonder the sons of the Imperial City always like to come here to pray to gods and ask for divination.”

    Yan Sui’s joking voice came from behind, with a relaxed recall and tenderness that he didn’t usually have.

    Zhou Min couldn’t see Yan Sui’s gaze behind him, which changed momentarily as he recalled the past, until it returned to indulgence and gentleness.

    Although his emotional changes were subtle, Zhou Min was not unaware of them. He was still more or less sensitive to them.

    But it was these few moments that made Zhou Min feel depressed about what he was going to do next.

    The sound of cicadas begins to chirp on summer nights. On the empty road, the sound of horses kicking together with the chirping of cicadas gives people an inexplicable sense of peace and comfort.

    After an unknown period of time, Zhou Min didn’t say anything, and Yan Sui didn’t seem to ask any more questions about the previous doubts. The two of them fell silent surprisingly, each looking like they were thinking.

    Zhou Min secretly looked up at Yan Sui in his arms, trying to find some clues in his eyes or expression to confirm the sudden uneasiness and nervous uncertainty in his heart. But when he saw a face with no expression at all, he felt a little lost, and there was also some irresponsible relaxation in the loss. The two were mixed together, plus the bumps on the horse’s back and his breath around him, and it didn’t take long for it to become unpleasant again.

    Zhou Min herself felt a little ridiculous and despicable. She knew very well that during this period, Yan Sui gradually let go of the pretense, and she could also feel the difference in how he treated her, and she could more clearly detect that Yan Sui was getting closer to her step by step. Although it was not clear how much love there was in such an approach, there was definitely love, but at this time, Yan Sui’s concern for her had also become a shackle for her.

    She hopes that Yan Sui will fall in love with her, but she is also very afraid that Yan Sui will fall in love with her!

    Yan Sui’s love was an obsession that the client didn’t say in his empathy but wanted to have it so much. But when he thought about the cruelty of the truth and the client’s guilt, that love became a kind of torture. This may be why the client’s last wish was just to return the country to him. He unilaterally just wanted to prove that his love for him was never false and let him know but didn’t want to own him.

    If a love is mixed with blood and guilt, mixed with irreversible mistakes, then it will be so painful for two people who love each other.

    The client loved him, but was so deeply ashamed of him.

    The entanglement of contradictions makes it difficult for Zhou Min to control himself when receiving all the empathy from the client.

    She thought she was secretly looking at him, but Yan Sui had already known it. When Zhou Min looked at him and lost his mind again, Yan Sui lowered his head and looked into her eyes.

    There was a kind of panic that he could see through, which made Zhou Min subconsciously dodge his gaze. The awkward hiding revealed Zhou Min’s random thoughts at this time. When she was nervous, her heartbeat became a little chaotic.

    For some reason, Zhou Min felt sensitively that Yan Sui’s arm around her was getting tighter and tighter, causing her body to become even stiffer and unable to move.

    Zhou Min, what are you hiding?!

    Yan Sui couldn’t help but feel uneasy as he looked at the woman in his arms who was getting more and more uncomfortable.

    This uneasiness came inexplicably, but it was so real that it made him feel bloodthirsty.

    Along the way, the leisurely feeling of admiring the moon gained a hint of silence and solemnity, which made Zhou Min feel all sorts of things without complaining.

    The temple reflected in the deep woods, with its apricot-yellow walls, blue-grey ridges, and tall green trees, are all bathed in a silvery dew.

    At this time, the moon was already at its zenith.

    The horse stopped at the closed door of the hall. After Yan Sui got off the horse, he turned around and hugged Zhou Min down.

    Yan Sui led the horse and Zhou Min stood side by side at the door. For a while, no one said anything or moved.

    Yan Sui secretly looked at Zhou Min, who was obviously dazed and frowning tightly beside him. Suddenly, he wanted to pull Zhou Min and turn away.

    The tightly closed vermilion door made him want to escape and escape for a moment. The door of the Great Buddha Temple stood tall in front of him, so oppressive, as if the tightly closed temple door was suppressing some kind of devil. Once it was opened, things would happen that he could not control.

    It was an instinctive perception of danger. This perception became more and more acute as the family’s skills continued to improve. The irritability and uneasiness in his heart made the darkness in Yan Sui’s eyes deepen.

    The two of them moved almost at the same time, but Yan Sui tightened the softness in his palms and prepared to turn around, while Zhou Min pulled him and led him forward to take the first step.

    Yan Sui’s preparations and direct actions were ultimately too slow.

    At that step, Yan Sui’s sudden and strange escape was shattered. Yan Sui laughed in his heart that he would have the idea of ​​​​escape one day. It was a bit incredible.

    The horses were tied to the big tree outside the temple. Yan Sui took off the package and pushed open the door with Zhou Min.

    The ‘creaking’ sound is particularly scary in a quiet environment.It was like a heavy hammer falling hard on the apex of Yan Sui’s heart, making his heart tremble slightly.

    “A Sui, let’s go in.” Because he was standing under the gate and no one was holding a lamp, he could only see things clearly with the help of moonlight. At this time, Zhou Min was hidden in the darkness projected by the gate, and his eyelids were half drooped. Even though Yan Suiye could see, he could not clearly see the emotions in Zhou Min’s eyes at this time.

    Only the soft call in her words could be heard.

    Like the wind, it drifted into his ears in scattered pieces, and there was a feeling of panic that he could not control.

    He didn’t like Zhou Min standing where he couldn’t see clearly. It would make him feel as if he was about to be pushed out by her.

    This time, thoughts and actions were finally synchronized. The moment he thought of this, Yan Sui clenched his hand, pulled her out from the darkness, held her tightly in his arms, and said softly, “Zhou Min, let’s come to admire the moon next time.”

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