He Feifei looked at Guan Yin Bodhisattva in confusion. "Bodhisattva, what do you mean?"
However, Bodhisattva had no intention of explaining. Instead, she asked, "Do you really want to see Meng Yuan again? At any cost? "asked Guan Yin Bodhisattva.
Upon hearing Guan Yin Bodhisattva immediately reveal her wish, He Feifei jumped in fright. She had never told anyone this secret, not even Chen Bin, who was her best friend. She had only told Guan Yin Bodhisattva before. Since Bodhisattva had said it, the tiny bit of doubt in her heart completely dissipated.
He Feifei hurriedly kowtowed and said, "Bodhisattva, please fulfill my wish. I'm willing to pay any price!"
"Looking back once every five hundred years. Are you willing to wait?" asked Bodhisattva.
"Five hundred years?" He Feifei was stunned. Wasn't that too long? However, thinking of him, she nodded firmly. "Yes!"
"This glance requires you to give up everything in front of you. Family, friends, are you willing?"
"Yes!" He Feifei gritted her teeth. She had had enough of thinking about him day and night. She wanted to see him!
"In that case, wait here." With that said, Bodhisattva waved her hand.
He Feifei felt the world change before she turned into a rock. She lay in the wilderness, unable to move or speak. In the beginning, He Feifei did not feel anything. However, as the sun rose, she felt as though she had fallen into a fire under the scorching sun. The heat was unbearable and excruciating. It was not easy for her to survive the scorching sun, but a strong wind came. The wind was like a knife, making her want to cry. After the wind passed, heavy rain fell. The rain hit her body, chilling her to the bone. However, she gritted her teeth and endured. She kept mumbling inwardly, "What's this worth if it's just to see him?"
Four hundred and ninety-nine years had passed, and He Feifei had yet to see Meng Yuan. Her heart ached, and she felt like she was on the verge of breaking down.
At that moment, a construction team passed by and dug her out of the ground, turning her into a stone bridge. On the day the stone bridge was completed, a person walked over from afar. It was still the same familiar clothes, familiar face, and familiar temperament. She had finally gotten her wish of seeing him! She wanted to scream, but she could not. She wanted to cry, but she could not. All she could do was stare at him in a daze.
However, he didn't even spare her a glance. He came in a hurry and left in a hurry, not leaving behind a trace of nostalgia.
He Feifei felt like crying as she watched him leave. This was not what she wanted!
"Amitabha. Benefactor, as you wished, you have seen him. What do you think? "Guanyin Bodhisattva appeared again and asked with a smile.
"Bodhisattva, I beg you, I still want to see him, no … I want to touch him! Yes, I … really want to touch him. " Upon saying that, He Feifei lowered her head in embarrassment. She did not realize that a particular monk dressed as a Bodhisattva was also very embarrassed. His face had turned red … Fangzheng, who had never been involved in such a flirtatious relationship, suddenly realized that compared to the girl, he was rather pure. At the very least, he had only taken a look and had never thought of taking action!
So Bodhisattva said, "Are you sure you want to touch him?"
"Yes, I'm sure," He Feifei said.
"That's more troublesome. You'll have to wait another five hundred years," Bodhisattva said.
He Feifei was stunned. The previous five hundred years had already caused her unbearable pain. She still had to wait another five hundred years? However, thinking of the shadow in his heart, he gritted his teeth and said, "I can wait!"
"Amitabha. As you wish." Bodhisattva waved his hand.
The world in front of He Feifei changed. She realized that she had turned into a tree. She was surrounded by wilderness.
He Feifei originally believed that she was already accustomed to the hardships of being a rock, but when she turned into a tree, she realized how childish her thoughts were. How could a tree compare to a rock? A rock was hard and unafraid of wind and rain. However, a tree was different. It was exposed to the sun and wind, lightning, and frost. It was as though it had experienced the hardships of hell.
Finally, after four hundred and ninety-nine years of suffering passed.
Just as He Feifei was about to give up, a figure walked over from afar. It was a man who was traveling on foot. Although his clothes had changed, his face and smile were still familiar to her. He Feifei smiled. He had finally appeared. She smiled as though a heavy burden had been lifted off her shoulders.
Later on, due to the hot weather, Meng Yuan came under the tree and put down his luggage. He sat under the tree and leaned against the trunk to take a nap. Without realizing it, he fell asleep.
He Feifei smiled. She had finally gotten her wish of touching him. Seeing him sleeping peacefully, He Feifei tried her best to close the leaves to block the sunlight for him.
However, good things did not last. Meng Yuan left without a word. He picked up his luggage and set off once again.
Seeing Meng Yuan's back, He Feifei felt her heart turn empty once again. However, she was no longer as persistent as before.
"Amitabha. Patron, how was it?" Guan Yin Bodhisattva appeared once again.
"Thank you, Bodhisattva," said He Feifei reverently.
"Do you wish to meet him again?" asked Guan Yin Bodhisattva. From Fangzheng's point of view, it was unlikely it was over with only two meetings.
However, He Feifei shook her head. "No, I'm already satisfied with these two meetings. I always wish to meet him when I haven't met him. Now that I've really met him, seen him, and touched him, I realize that … I suddenly understand the meaning of the Zen Language that Bodhisattva mentioned previously." He Feifei suddenly smiled.
"Oh? Patron, what insights do you have? "Fangzheng was somewhat curious. Different people and different environments had different understandings of the Zen Language. Fangzheng was eager to know what He Feifei had figured out.
"Beautiful love, touching love, they are all illusory! But illusory love is also the most beautiful! It's like falling into a dream. It's right in front of you, but you can't touch it. Distant love is always the most beautiful because it's unreachable. It's filled with imagination, but it's difficult to understand. True beauty lies in the illusions created by the human heart. Such beauty is worth pursuing. Even if we spend our entire lives and end up with a broken heart, we will still yearn for it.
But an illusion was an illusion. Living in an illusion, there was only pain. Only by transcending can one be free. Meng Yuan is not that perfect. I made him perfect, "said He Feifei with extremely clear eyes.
Fangzheng's heart palpitated when he heard that. He never expected He Feifei to really gain some insights. Furthermore, it was completely different from what he understood!
Fangzheng's understanding of the sentence was more inclined towards life. He subconsciously said, "Patron, you are very wise."
He Feifei smiled and asked respectfully, "Bodhisattva, may I ask if there's any other explanation?"
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