Dear Mr. Shi-Chapter 863 - who loves whom and who is who 2
Chapter 863: 863, who loves whom, and who is who? 2
Chapter 863: 863, who loves whom, and who is who? 2
Shi Annuo drove while asking, “Zhaozhao, do you like it?”
“Yes!” Wen Zhaozhao, with her eyes closed, stretched out her arms, savoring the moment.
“How much do you like it?” Shi Annuo asked again.
“I’m very happy, very happy, just like I love Annuo,” Wen Zhaozhao said, and planted a firm kiss on Shi Annuo’s face.
Shi Annuo was delighted but pretended to be jealous, “No, you can only like me the most, everything else should come after me.”
Wen Zhaozhao laughed, a laughter like silver bells, blending with the sea breeze into a moving piece of music.
That night they did not return home but took out a tent from the car and set it up by the seaside.
It was very late into the night, yet neither of them was asleep. Wen Zhaozhao, holding a seashell, asked Shi Annuo softly, “A thousand years ago, there was a temple, and on the windowsill of the temple stayed a spider, who fell in love with a green leaf outside the window. The spider said to the Buddha: ‘Buddha, I have fallen in love with that green leaf. Can I meet her?’ The Buddha replied: ‘Spider, years later, you will no longer be a spider, nor will she be a green leaf. Will you still like her?’ The spider responded with certainty: ‘Yes, I will like her in my next life and the life after that.’ The Buddha waved his sleeve, and both the spider and the green leaf were reincarnated.”
Shi Annuo softly asked, “When they were reincarnated, did they become a couple in love and then stay together forever?”
Wen Zhaozhao smiled, then continued, “In their second life, a man in white came to the temple to pray: ‘Buddha, I have fallen in love with a woman. Can I marry her?’ The Buddha shook his head: ‘Affection requires cultivation. If you come together without withstanding the test, you will not find happiness.’ The man responded with confidence: ‘But I will protect her all my life.’ The Buddha waved his hand: ‘Your trials are not yet enough; you cannot be together.’
The man left, disappointed.”
“So they missed each other in their second life as well?” Shi Annuo sighed.
Wen Zhaozhao looked at him with a profound gaze, “My story might be different from what you think.”
Shi Annuo: “Continue!”
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Wen Zhaozhao smiled and nodded, waved the seashell before Shi Annuo’s face, then softly said, “In their third life, a grain of sand fell into Beike, and it was in so much pain that it secreted layer after layer of mucus to envelop the grain of sand. Day after day, year after year, once Beike no longer felt the pain, it spat out the sand grain, now encased in N layers, turning it into what people call a pearl. However, Beike did not notice the years of crystallization and just left like that. Without the pearl, Beike suddenly became very fragile and soon lost its life.
Before the Buddha, it asked puzzledly: ‘I have gone through trials of three lifetimes; is it still not enough? Why can’t I be with her, not even having the chance to meet?’
The Buddha said: ‘Beike, do you know? In the first life, the green leaf fell for a man in white, and I thought you liked the green leaf as well, so I helped you by turning you into his likeness. But in the second life, although you were that man in white, the green leaf was infatuated with the first life’s man in white reincarnated, a wandering beggar. What befuddles me is that in the third life, I clearly brought you two together, so why did you fail to see her?'”
Shi Annuo was surprised, “In their third life, were they together?”
