A second chance with my billionaire husband-Chapter 1468 - 285: Fate’s Beginning and End, All Is Heaven’s Will (Part 4)

"Fifth Uncle..." Overwhelmed with grief, sobbing with each word.

Yun Ya watched from a distance, as if infected by the sadness, feeling her nose sting.

She looked up at the sky, forcing back her tears, remembering the dream from the previous night. She had died, and Brother Yan was the same... the one who dies is always liberated, but how much pain will the one who lives have to endure?

Love and separation, resentment and meeting, unfulfilled desires, and inability to let go.

Yan Nanfeng was dead, gone with guilt and longing for Yan Hua. The temple held an imposing ritual for him, offering him salvation to reach the pure land.

In the lingering chant of prayers, Yun Ya saw a young girl wearing mourning clothes, sitting cross-legged next to Master Huiming, her eyes slightly closed, the sadness deeply hidden, her face tranquil and serene.

After three days of rituals, Yan Nanfeng was cremated. Huahua personally lit the fire, watching the flames consume him bit by bit, her eyes losing their light.

Huahua took his ashes to the back mountain, scattering them into the world.

"Fifth Uncle, farewell forever..."

She turned and walked away step by step, her silhouette thin, back straight, as if no amount of suffering could crush her spine.

"Huahua, we should go back." After dealing with Yan Hua’s affairs, it was time for them to return. In two days, it would be her engagement banquet.

Huahua’s face was as pale as snow, her eyebrows and eyes peaceful, her whole being exuded a watery tranquility.

"Thank you for coming with me, Yun Ya. This kindness is beyond repayment, please accept my bow." Suddenly, Huahua knelt down and kowtowed to Yun Ya, "In the next life, I will repay this kindness."

Yun Ya quickly stepped back and bent over to help her up, "What are you doing? Get up."

A bad premonition arose in Yun Ya’s heart, and sure enough, Huahua immediately said, "I will not go back. From today, I voluntarily join the Buddhist Sect, to live accompanied by the ancient Buddha and candlelight. Please tell my mother this: her daughter is unfilial, consider that she never had such an ungrateful daughter..."

She bowed her head to the ground, her voice firm.

Yun Ya had expected this, so she wasn’t too surprised hearing it now; she sighed, "Are you really sure about this?"

Huahua closed her eyes briefly, "No regrets in this life."

Yun Ya looked at the girl in front of her; she was only seventeen, such an innocent and lively age, yet she had already witnessed the world’s separations and resentments, become detached from earthly concerns, her heart turned to ashes, choosing a life forever accompanied by ancient Buddha and candlelight.

The age like a blooming flower withered too soon.

But Yun Ya thought, wouldn’t this also be a form of liberation for her?

"Alright, I respect your choice. I will convey your message to your mother honestly, take care of yourself."

Yun Ya embraced her, as Huahua leaned against her shoulder, finally unable to hold back and cried out loud.

The events of previous lives flushed away with those tears like water, in the years thereafter, she was no longer Yan Hua, she was Fei Xin.

She knelt in front of the Buddha, "Master, I sincerely wish to become a monk, please fulfill my wish."

Master Huiming sighed, "Oh foolish child, why do you go through this?"

"Please, Master, fulfill my wish."

"Your earthly ties have not yet ended, stay with me as a lay disciple. As long as the Buddha is in your heart, what does form matter?"

"Thank you, Master, for fulfilling my wish."

"Foolish child, let it be..." The master shook his head and walked away.

In front of the mountain gate, the mountain winds were somewhat strong, the girl’s gray robe and monk’s hat made her even more skinny and gaunt, her delicate face serene and calm, with a gentle and kind-hearted disposition.

"Blessings on your journey, Amitabha."

Watching her tranquil expression, Yun Ya felt an unexpected sadness.

"Take care."

Turning away, she left step by step.

From now on, with mountains high and waters far, it would be difficult to meet again, each person has their own destiny and fate.

Having walked far, she heard a haunting female voice in the mountain winds, like a chant before Buddha, ethereal and detached.

"All phenomena are like illusions, like dreams, bubbles or shadows, like dew or lightning, they should be regarded as such...."

Eternally echoing in the empty mountains.

On the way back, Yun Ya felt heavy-hearted, drifting into a deep sleep, lost in oblivion, until she entered the Capital City, still trapped in slumber.

Her phone kept ringing on the journey, but Yun Ya lacked the energy to answer, leaving it to ring incessantly, as if it would continue endlessly if she didn’t pick up.

While crossing a traffic light, the car door was suddenly opened from outside, someone got in, carrying a chill, embracing her, rough fingers touching her face, asking softly, "What’s wrong?"

Suddenly, she threw herself into his arms, holding him tightly, "Brother Yan...." 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

The man sighed, "I’m here."