The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 705: The Second Extra Story

Winter goes and spring comes again, and the days move forward like flowing water.

Just after Bailu, the weather is getting cooler and the breeze is refreshing.

Today is the day for Huaqing University freshmen to report.

Qu Youran dragged the luggage out of the trunk and refused the secretary's help.

"From now on, I want to breathe the air of freedom. None of you should help me. By the way, Secretary Zhou, tell Dad that I have grown up and become independent. Don't treat me like a child."

After the words fell, regardless of Secretary Zhou's embarrassed eyes, he dragged his suitcase and ran happily to the university gate.

There were volunteers receiving freshmen at the school gate. As soon as Qu Youran approached, he was stopped by a boy wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

The boy has a refined demeanor and a gentle smile, "Which department is the junior from? Let me take you to the person in charge."

Qu Youran smiled and said, "I'm from the Department of Biomedical Sciences, hello senior."

The smile on the boy's face deepened, and he took the initiative to help her with the luggage.

One hand held the lever one step ahead of him, and a slender figure stood in front of Qu Youran, with a rascally look on his back.

"You are quite free. Why do you want me to find you some work?"

The boy clenched his fists, smiled awkwardly, and looked in Qu Youran's direction. The man moved a step, completely blocking Qu Youran.

"I... I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first."

After the words fell, he turned around and ran away in a panic.

"Cheng Junze, on the first day of school you got in the way of Miss Ben, are you looking for death?" Qu Youran kicked him hard.

Cheng Junze seemed to have eyes behind his back, he quickly dodged to the side, and perfectly avoided the kick.

"Hey, I said you're being unreasonable? I'm trying to save you, okay? The boy just picked on innocent little girls. Just like you, if you are sold, you have to count the money. The dog bites Lu Dongbin and doesn't know it. Good people..."

Qu Youran rolled her eyes: "Why do I feel like you're talking about yourself?"

It's not that she doesn't believe it, Cheng Junze's image is not reliable.

Ripped jeans, weird chains all over the body, colorful hair with highlights, and a strong non-mainstream atmosphere.

Qu Youran suddenly approached him, and rubbed his fingers on his neck: "Is this tattoo pasted?"

Rubbed, didn't rub.

"Are you serious? Cheng Junze, are you crazy?"

When the slightly cool little hand touched it, Cheng Junze's body froze, and the girl's body fragrance seemed to be floating on the tip of her nose, teasing her nerves, and Cheng Junze felt her heart beating faster and faster.

He suddenly slapped that hand away, dragged his luggage and walked away.

Qu Youran was stunned, and trotted to catch up: "Cheng Junze, why are you crazy? You dare to get tattoos, are you not afraid that your father will kill you?"

Qu Youran was afraid when she saw Uncle Cheng's unsmiling face.

"That's my business, it has nothing to do with you." The tone was stiff.

"It has nothing to do with me, anyway, the hammer won't fall on me." Qu Youran gloated.

Cheng Junze has been rebellious since he was a child, and he was often beaten. He started to rebel again when he entered puberty. Today he permed his hair and dyed his hair, and tomorrow he will form a band.

In short, it was what Uncle Cheng disliked the most, and Cheng Junze did it all.

Qu Youran admires him sometimes, he is full of rebellious spirit, she doesn't have the guts.

Cheng Junze helped her arrange the admission procedures and sent her to the door of the dormitory,

"I called a girl to help you. If you have anything to do in the future, I will call my brother. I will protect you."

A whole body of social atmosphere.

Soon a baby-faced girl ran over and greeted Cheng Junze excitedly.

"This is my sister, you help me take care of her, I have to leave beforehand."

After saying that, he waved his hand, turned and left.

The girl turned around with a very enthusiastic smile: "You Ran, right? You are A Ze's younger sister, and that is my younger sister. My name is Tian Linlin. If you have anything to do, you can find me in the future."

Then he picked up the suitcase and left.

"I... I'll do it." This girl was shorter than her, and she felt really sorry.

"No, I do all the work of moving things in the student union every day. What kind of luggage is this?"

She carried her luggage up the stairs, seemingly relaxed.

Qu Youran pursed her lips: "Thank you, I will treat you to dinner at noon."

"Then I won't be polite." The girl smiled brightly, and Qu Youran couldn't help but also smiled.

"By the way, you're not Aze's biological sister, are you?"

"Well, our parents are family friends, and we met a lot when we were young."

"That's a childhood sweetheart. It's pretty good. Let me tell you, Ze is very popular in school. Did you know that he formed a band? As long as there is a performance, it's basically full. I'll take you to see it when I have time."

Qu Youran raised her eyebrows, she really didn't know this.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Junze, your college life is quite colorful.

When Qu Youran entered the dormitory, the other three girls were there. Seeing that she was sent in by Tian Linlin, she couldn't help but give her an extra look.

At noon, Qu Youran originally planned to invite Tian Linlin to eat western food, but Tian Linlin said that the food in the cafeteria was delicious, so the two had a meal in the cafeteria at noon.

At this time, a few girls at the next table excitedly hammered the table: "Finally a new album is released, that's great..."

"My brother is finally alive."

Qu Youran raised her eyebrows, as if she heard a familiar name.

Looking at the phone, Tian Linlin blushed with excitement: "Great, Xiaofei finally cheered up."

Qu Youran put down her chopsticks, wiped her mouth with a napkin, and then asked, "Are you a fan of Qu Feitai?"

Tian Linlin nodded furiously: "I'm already a die-hard fan of him in kindergarten, and I know every one of his songs by heart. It's a pity that something happened to the person he loves, and he fell into a slump. Fortunately, he finally cheered up now. "

"Do you know? He and Ming Jing were such a good couple back then, but who would have thought that Ming Jing suddenly disappeared, and Xiao Fei was hit hard at that time. He is really a passionate and sexual person. I know myself Not in love with the wrong person."

Qu Youran sighed, her eyes were a little lonely.

Tian Linlin suddenly raised her eyes to look at her: "Your surname is also Qu..."

Qu Youran smiled: "Maybe we were one family five hundred years ago."

Tian Linlin muttered, "This surname is quite rare...."

After Qu Youran and Tian Linlin said goodbye, they went for a walk to the lake, took out the phone, watched the news for a while, and then made a call.

After a few rings, it was connected, and a man's deep voice came out: "Youran?"

"Uncle." Qu Youran raised her hands to cover her eyes, but there were still a few rays of sunlight leaking in through the gaps, which hurt her eyes a bit.

"I came to the university to report today. The campus is beautiful, the students are very friendly, and most importantly, the food in the cafeteria is delicious."

There was a long silence on the phone.

"Uncle, have you eaten yet?"

"have eaten."

"You lie, you never eat on time, if you continue like this, something will happen to your stomach."

"I'm fine."

"I ordered takeaway for you, you must eat it later."

The person on the phone stopped talking.

"Uncle, I read the news just now, it said that you are going to release a new album, is it true?"

"Um."

"That's great." Qu Youran jumped up immediately, "Uncle, I'll visit you this weekend when I'm off. You have to eat and sleep on time every day."

"Um."

His answer is often just one word, Qu Youran is already used to it.

After hanging up the phone, Qu Youran sat by the lake in a daze.

In the first year when sister Mingjing left, my uncle disappeared for a whole year. No one knew where he went. My father sent many people to look for him, but there was still no news.

Finally one day, he came back.

Qu Youran still remembered that day, when she saw the man standing in front of her house, she thought it was a homeless man from somewhere.

"Youran." The man opened his mouth and called her name, then fell to the ground.

Qu Youran's nose still felt sore when she thought about that day.

The uncle came back from the hospital the next day. He shaved off his beard and long hair, put on fresh clothes, and was still the handsome and dazzling star, but since then, she has never seen him smile again.

He no longer contradicts his father and grandpa, and no longer teases her, his favorite little niece. He has become more and more reticent, often in a daze while eating, and his eyes no longer have any light.

Once Qu Youran couldn't find her uncle, she panicked and almost chose to call the police.

It was Uncle Huang Chao who told her that my uncle was in a milk tea shop opposite the south gate of Huaqing University.

That's his favorite place to go, and he just sits there all day long.

He is waiting for the one he loves to come back.

Then wait for many years.

Qu Youran always felt that when Ming Jing's sister left, she took her uncle's soul with her.

How could she be so cruel?

Leaving my uncle alone in the world, he became a walking dead.

Qu Youran hugged her knees, unknowingly her face was covered with tears.

In this world, there will never be such an infatuated man like my uncle, but in this world, there will never be a woman named Ming Jing again.

Qu Youran was very sad, her heart ached so much that she could hardly breathe.

A shadow fell around her, and the top of her head was rubbed by a generous palm.

"Little girl, why are you crying? Who bullied you? Tell your brother, and he will beat you back for you."

Qu Youran threw herself into his arms, crying bitterly.

Cheng Junze was momentarily overwhelmed and distressed.

Carefully raising his hand, he patted her on the back lightly, like coaxing a baby.

"Don't cry. Girls cry a lot and they tend to get wrinkles on their faces."

"You're talking nonsense." Qu Youran blew her nose hard with his shirt.

Cheng Junze's face turned green, and he endured the urge to push her away.

"Tell me, why are you crying?"

"I watched a love story and was so moved that I couldn't help crying."

Cheng Junze snorted, "Women are trouble."

Qu Youran stomped on his foot: "You're the one who's troublesome. Dogs can't spit out ivory. If they can't speak, they just hold back. I'll see which woman is blind to marry you in the future."

Cheng Junze glanced at her and coughed: "Anyway, it's not you."

Qu Youran instantly felt like a cat whose tail had been stepped on: "Cheng Junze? How dare you despise Miss Ben?"

Cheng Junze touched his nose: "Don't you despise me too?"

"It's normal for me to despise you. With your non-mainstream appearance, I will take you home and my dad can kick me out with a broom. Anyway, no man in this world can compare to my uncle. They are all crooked and inferior." date."

Cheng Junze's eyes lit up, and he immediately sat up straight: "Youran, take me to meet your uncle."

Qu Youran looked at him suspiciously: "What do you want to do?"

"Uncle is my idol, I want to find him as a teacher."

"Just you?" Qu Youran looked him up and down, with obvious disgust in his eyes: "Let's forget it, my uncle doesn't teach trash."

"Brother will provide you with a meal for the next four years in college."

"Miss Ben is not short of food money."

Gritting his teeth: "Don't you like Alta's figures? I'll give you all of them."

"Sorry, I'm already past the age of the second year."

"Then tell me, how can I see my uncle."

Qu Youran shook her head: "It's not that I won't help you, my uncle doesn't like to meet outsiders."

Of course Cheng Junze knew what happened to Qu Feitai, but he thought that it was time for my uncle to come out after such a long time.

"Maybe my uncle is willing to give me advice when he sees that I have good qualifications?" Cheng Junze had a dirty face.

Qu Youran took a serious look at him, "Cheng Junze, do you really like music?"

The boy raised his eyebrows, "Naturally."

Qu Youran murmured: "You really look like my uncle when he was young."

Being praised as his idol, Cheng Junze almost grinned behind his ears.

"But my uncle is much more handsome, and he doesn't have such a mess of chicken feathers."

"My name is Harajuku style color gradient, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand."

"If you want to see my uncle, yes, you will be there whenever you are called in the future."

"Qu Youran, don't go too far."

"Forget it then." Qu Youran got up to leave.

"Okay, I promise you." He gritted his teeth.

Qu Youran hooked her lips, and left without looking back.

"wait for my call."

——

On the weekend, Qu Youran took Cheng Junze to the community where Qu Feitai lived.

Before she came, she specially called her uncle, but he didn't answer, Qu Youran is used to this kind of situation.

Then I sent him a text message explaining it.

The house is very clean, there are few things, and there is a cold and lonely style everywhere.

Qu Youran didn't see her uncle, so she took out her mobile phone and called Huang Chao.

"Uncle Huang, my uncle is not at home, is he in the company?"

"Oh, let me check." Huang Chao logged into the ticketing software on his mobile phone.

"Your uncle's flight at two o'clock in the morning is going to Jiangzhou."

Huang Chao had already completely lay flat, he had no demands on Qu Feitai, as long as he was alive.

Qu Youran: "Two in the middle of the night? Jiangzhou?"

"Don't worry, this is your uncle's basic practice. He often has nightmares in the middle of the night, and he will run around when he wakes up. Jiangzhou may have some memories he can't forget, which can calm him down."

Having said that, Huang Chao sighed quietly.

Some people are alive, but he is dead.

Qu Youran bit her lip: "I see, Uncle Huang, can you send me your uncle's address in Jiangzhou?"

"good."

Qu Youran clicked on the ticketing software, and said without looking up: "Send me your ID number, and I'll buy the ticket."

Cheng Junze turned on the phone screen, "I've already bought it."

Qu Youran's eyes widened: "Why do you have my ID number?"

"The student will have your information, I will remember it at a glance."

Qu Youran slapped his head, how could he forget that he is the backbone of the student union.

The two immediately took a taxi to the airport, and it was already noon when they arrived in Jiangzhou.

Qu Youran found the community where Qu Feitai lived according to the address sent by Huang Chao.

As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, he heard a beautiful and moving piano piece.

It is the dream wedding of world classics.

Qu Youran, following the moving piano sound, seemed to see a picture scroll slowly unfolding in front of her eyes. A pair of lovers who fell in love embraced each other by the lake in the evening, and made a vow to grow old together. Unforeseen circumstances.

The rhythm continues to rise, reaching the climax of the octave, falling in love but unable to stay together, he is heartbroken, he can only choose to exile himself, sinking in endless fantasies.

Qu Youran's eyes were a little wet, the uncle had never stepped out, he was immersed in the world of music, maybe there was someone he missed.

Even if it's just a fantasy, he would like to numb himself forever, unwilling to wake up and suffer.

Cheng Junze next to him was also deeply intoxicated, the player who played the piano poured all his emotions, no matter how hard-hearted a person is, he couldn't help crying.

As expected of his idol, even the piano is a master class.

Qu Youran walked over and entered the password to open the door. There was no need to guess the password, it was sister Mingjing's birthday.

On the balcony, a man was sitting in front of the piano, playing it ecstatically. He didn't notice that someone was coming, maybe even if someone came, he didn't care.

The man seemed tireless, playing the same piano piece over and over again.

Qu Youran walked over and suddenly closed the piano cover.

"Uncle."

Qu Feitai raised his head, his expression indifferent: "Why are you here?"

There was no emotion in his eyes, as if the person in front of him was not his blood-related niece, but a stranger.

Qu Youran always felt that her uncle's mental illness was serious, but there was nothing she could do.

"Uncle, it's noon, it's time to eat, please invite me."

Qu Feitai got up: "Okay, what do you want to eat?"

Qu Youran breathed a sigh of relief: "Let's eat hot pot."

There is a hot pot restaurant near the community, there are no boxes, and there is still an empty seat in the corner of the hall.

As soon as the three of them sat down, they heard the heated discussions of the older women behind them.

"Let me tell you that this nunnery is the most accurate place to make wishes. My second daughter-in-law has not been pregnant for five years of marriage. The second daughter-in-law registers as an expert every day, and takes medicines, but there is no news. I went to the hospital a few months ago. Please, guess what, the second daughter-in-law went for a check-up a few days ago and she is pregnant."

The old woman was frothing with excitement, "As long as you are sincere and accurate, I heard from experienced sisters that vegetarianism and animal release are the best, and you should do more good deeds in daily life. The eyes of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas will be opened, and your every move will be watched." Now, if you do something bad, you will go to hell."

As he spoke, he squinted at the old lady with hanging eyes opposite him.

The old woman looked very upset, and she held back what she wanted to say.

"Sister Cuixian, don't you want to ask for marriage for your son? You can go to worship, but you have to control your temper. The previous daughter-in-law was driven away by you. I can't guarantee that the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas see your house as a pit of fire. It has pinched your son's marriage line."

The old woman with hanging eyes snorted coldly: "Do you believe in any wild temple?"

"Shhh, you can't be disrespectful to Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, you have to make a mouth karma."

"And not everyone can see Buddhas and Bodhisattvas. Only people with predestined relationship have this opportunity, like me..."

At this time, a deep and hoarse voice interjected from the side: "Grandmothers, what kind of temple are you talking about?"

The old woman who started talking turned her head and took a look, and saw the man wearing a hat and mask, with a pair of deep and dark eyes under the brim of the hat, which was inexplicably shocking.

Opposite the man sat a pair of young girls with outstanding looks, looking curiously at this side.

The old lady smiled and said, "You are from other places. It doesn't matter if you don't know. To the west of Jiangzhou, there is Baitou Mountain. The miasma has been so severe for a few years that ordinary people can’t go up there at all, so if you don’t sincerely ask for your wish, I advise you not to go.”

The old woman continued: "Besides, this mountain is very spiritual. If someone is evil by nature and harbors sins, he will never find the way up the mountain, and he will be trapped by the miasma in the mountain, and he will easily lose his life. People will naturally find their way up the mountain and meet Buddhas and Bodhisattvas."

"Young man, do you want anything?"

The man's deep eyes are like a calm sea, but beneath that calm sea is a raging tsunami.

He said firmly, "Yes."

After the words fell, he stopped eating, got up and left.

Qu Youran quickly chased after her.

Cheng Junze asked thoughtfully: "Grandma, is there really a Buddha on the mountain?"

The old lady patted her chest and assured: "Of course."

Six or seven years ago, a miasma suddenly appeared on Mount Paektu. Even on a sunny day, the miasma was hard to dissipate. Moreover, Mount Baektu belonged to a branch of the Tailing Mountain Range, which was already very dangerous.

About a year ago, an old man entered Baitou Mountain because he collected a rare herbal medicine. He did not come down for half a month after entering. Everyone in his family thought he died on the mountain and planned to give it to him. There is a funeral.

As a result, the old man came back with all his beard and tail, not only in good spirits, but also found a rare purple ganoderma lucidum.

Later he told what he had seen and heard in the mountains. He said that he saw the Buddha and Bodhisattva, who saved him and showed him the way down the mountain.

What he said was so exaggerated, of course no one believed it. The old man also said that the miasma in the mountains was actually spiritual energy, and the spiritual energy grew, and there were many rare medicinal materials and wild animals growing in the mountains.

Then a brave man followed the old man's words and entered the mountain, hoping to try his luck to see if he could encounter rare medicinal materials. However, this person was not so lucky. His family waited for a month, but they did not find him.

But this person's character is not very good, he is a well-known old Lai, but the old man before is an honest and honest person. As time passes, everyone has an intuition in their hearts that maybe there are gods and Buddhas in the mountain , will only point out the direction for kind people, and those who are guilty of sin will go up the mountain, which is tantamount to seeking their own death.

Even now, there are very few people who have really come down from the mountain. If it is not really a strong desire, few people are willing to take the risk to go up the mountain.

After all, living in this world, who dares to say that there is no sin in his heart.

Qufei Terrace went straight to the foot of Mount Baitou. From a distance, the mountain was surrounded by layers of clouds and mists, like a fairyland.

"Uncle." Qu Youran got out of the car and rushed to grab him.

"Uncle, you can't go, the mountains are very dangerous."

Although this mountain looked beautiful, it was also extremely dangerous. She couldn't let my uncle take risks.

Qu Feitai turned his head and glanced at her, the calm look in his eyes made Qu Youran's heart hurt like a knife.

"Uncle..." She shook her head.

"You still have me, dad, and grandpa, you can't go."

Qu Feitai raised his hand and rubbed her head: "Uncle just wants to take a look and will be back soon."

Tears rolled down Qu Youran's eyes: "Are you really coming back?"

"certainly."

Qu Youran let go of her hand little by little: "I'll go with you."

Qu Fei left without looking back: "Cheng Junze, take care of her."

Qu Youran stared at his back as he walked away, and said loudly: "Uncle, I will wait for you here. If you don't come out for a day, I will wait for you for a day. If you don't come out for a month, I will wait for you for a month. I must wait until you come back." Home."

The man's slender and thin back was gradually surrounded by the lingering clouds and mist until he could no longer see the shadow.

Cheng Junze patted her on the back and comforted her softly, "I'll wait with you."

Qu Youran looked at the misty shadow of the distant mountain, and murmured: "Sister Mingjing, if you have a spirit in the sky, please bless my uncle and let him fulfill his wish."

Your love is great love. For this reason, you can abandon your loved ones, relatives, friends and loved ones, wave your sleeves, and leave without taking a cloud.

But my uncle is different. He only lives for one person in his life.

You left and took his soul with you.

Since then, he has become a walking dead in this world.

He was awakened by nightmares night after night, waiting persistently at the milk tea shop where you left school, he went to every place you have been to, he sank in memories and fantasies constructed, just to seek even a little bit of your breath.

If you are really the God and Buddha who can fulfill all your wishes, then I beg you to let my uncle meet his lover.

Even a dream.

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