It's still the habitual way of getting along, just talking occasionally during breaks.
Shi Yi was still thinking about his repulsion of gods, Buddhas and ghosts during the day, reading a book with a little restlessness on the recliner, perhaps because he turned over too many times, which caught his attention.
Zhou Shengchen came over, sat on one side of her reclining chair, put his hands on both sides, and asked her in a low voice: "Is there something on your mind?"
"No," she exhaled, "just thinking wildly."
"What are you thinking?"
"I believe in things like gods and Buddhas, will you be unhappy?"
He suddenly smiled: "You asked me this question in May."
Really good memory. It seemed that it was really the first time he came here, when he accompanied his mother to pilgrimage.
At tha
