<h4>Chapter 908: You Are My Fate</h4>


    “Okay, devotee, pleasee here. Please burn the joss sticks.” The young novice monk handed three joss sticks to Leng Zhiyuan.


    Leng Zhiyuan knelt down on the soft pillow, and she looked at the Buddha front of her. She sincerely bowed down three times. If Buddha is really true, then please tell me, did I still...have a future with Zhou Yao?


    It was not that she was unclear, and it was not that she was afraid. She did not want to let go of the man’s hand, and she wanted to be together with him forever.


    Buddha, am I being too greedy?


    “Devotee, this is for you. You can take the blessing.” The young novice monk handed a bamboo container to Leng Zhiyuan.


    Leng Zhiyuan epted it with her hands, then she shook the bamboo container slowly. Smack! A bamboo stick suddenly fell onto the floor.


    It was her blessing.


    Leng Zhiyuan lowered her gaze to look at her blessing. She’de here to wish for a blessing. She wanted to get a hint when she was feeling confused. She wanted a little mental support, no matter whether it was fake, but at this moment, as she looked at her blessing, she did not have the courage to pick it up.


    She suddenly...no longer dared to.


    She did not have any courage and wanted to back away.


    Thinking about it herself, she wanted tough. Wasn’t her fate with him decided a long time ago? What was the point of her wishing for a blessing?


    She was only fooling herself and others.


    At this moment, Zhou Yao’s shouts rang out in her ears. “Wifey! Wifey, where are you? Where?”


    Leng Zhiyuan quickly regained her senses. He’d gone to buy water, but she came over here to wish for a blessing. He probably could not find her.


    She quickly stood up and ran out of the temple.


    “Ay, devotee, your blessing...” The young novice monk picked up the bamboo stick on the floor, but Leng Zhiyuan had already run out of sight.


    “Amitabha.” The young monk’s master, the head monk of the temple, suddenly came over.


    The young novice monk was polite as he bowed down and greeted him, “Master.”


    The master had a benevolent expression on his face and nodded his head gently before saying, “What happened? I heard you calling out in the distance.”


    “Master, there was a female devotee who came over just now to wish for a blessing, but after getting it, she ran away.”


    “Really?” The senior monk took the bamboo stick into his hands, and he opened it up to have a look.


    “Master, what is the meaning of this blessing?”


    “Where did that female devotee run off too just now?”


    “There.”


    The senior monk looked towards where he was pointing. There was already no one there. The senior monk rubbed his moustache and said, “That female devotee got a very good blessing. Her fortune indicates a fated marriage.”


    “Fate blessing? Master, I do not understand.”


    The senior monk had a benevolent and deep smile on his face as he exined, “The fate blessing. It is extremely rare to get this one. Very few people get this. The meaning of this blessing is: you are my fate!”


    ...


    Leng Zhiyuan ran out. She saw Zhou Yao searching for her in the distance. She quickly ran forward and said, “Zhou Yao, I am here.”


    Zhou Yao turned his head back quickly, and he had a look at the woman from head to toe. His expressions were unhappy as he said, “Where did you run off to again? The moment I turned around, you disappeared.”


    Leng Zhiyuan stepped forward to hold his arm, and she acted coyly and said, “Don’t be angry. I went to the toilet.”


    Zhou Yao could not say anything when he heard this reason. He stretched his hand out to ruffle her long, dark hair, then he twisted the bottle cap, and handed a bottle of water to her as he said, “Drink this.”


    “Ok.” Leng Zhiyuan drank two mouthfuls, then she handed the bottle of water back to him as she said, “You must also be thirsty. You should have a mouthful.”


    Zhou Yao looked at the bright smile on her face, and he lifted his head up to drink a mouthful of water.


    Leng Zhiyuan felt sweet inside her heart. Actually, romance between lovers was simple. They did not have to intentionally manage it. Just like now where both of them shared a bottle of water, it was fine as long as he did not despise her saliva.


    “We just climbed to the halfway point of the mountain. Can you make it till the peak of the mountain? Let’s go and see the sunset.”


    Leng Zhiyuan lowered her gaze to look at the pair of high heeled shoes on her feet. They’de out in a hurry and had not considered that she should’ve changed into a pair of t shoes toe mountain climbing. She would have blisters on her feet if she continued.


    She raised her eyebrows and pouted her lips as she said, “My feet hurt.”


    “Then should I carry you?”


    “Sure.” Leng Zhiyuan quickly slid her high heels off, and she was barefooted as she stood on the cobblestone.


    Zhou Yao bent his waist down to pick up her high heels, then he stood up with his back facing her. He patted his shoulders as he said, “Hop on.”


    Leng Zhiyuan quickly leaped up onto his back, and he stretched hisrge palm out to support her perky butt.


    “Are you okay?”


    “I am good.”


    “Then let’s set out.”


    Zhou Yao carried Leng Zhiyuan the entire journey, and it made the couples that were climbing the mountain all jealous. Those girls looked at Zhou Yao’s tall and muscr figure. He carried Leng Zhiyuan the entire time and was not even panting at all. His steps were still steady and healthy, and the girls were allining about their own boyfriends —


    “Look at how great her boyfriend is. This won’t do. I am so tired right now. Quickly, carry me right now.”


    “Dear, the peak of the mountain is so high up. Your servant is unable to do it. You should just spare me.”...


    Leng Zhiyuan heard the bickering behind her, and she curled the corners of her lips up. She used both of her small hands to hug Zhou Yao’s neck firmly, and she forcefully kissed his strong cheek as she sweetly asked, “Are you tired?”


    “I am not tired.”


    Leng Zhiyuan touched his forehead, and he was not sweating at all. She could not help but perch herself on his shoulders and bend down by the side of his ear as she softly said, “It is only right now that I realize the benefits of being together with a soldier. Zhou Yao, you are awesome.”


    Zhou Yao turned his head back to nce at her, and he smiled lovingly as he said, “It is only at this moment that you realized this?”


    “I realized it a long time ago. If you weren’t, why would there be so many women in love with you?”


    Leng Zhiyuan originally said it very casually, but the moment she said it, both of their gazes flickered because both of them thought of...Han Xuan.


    “I did not mean it that way...” She wanted to exin.


    The man turned his head back and opened his mouth directly to suck her red lips. He was loving as he nudged her nose and said, “I know; you don’t have to exin.”


    “Oh.” Leng Zhiyuan was perched back on his shoulders. She looked at his side profile and his defined lines as she said, “Zhou Yao, if it is possible, I do not want to give you off to any other woman.”


    Zhou Yao had a nce at the peak as they arrived, and he said, “In my heart, no one is able to snatch me from your hands.”


    He would forever belong to her.


    ...


    They reached the peak of the mountain. They selected a clean patch of grass to seat down on. Zhou Yao stretched his long arm out to cup her shoulder, and Leng Zhiyuan nested her small head on his broad shoulder.


    “Zhou Yao, it is going to be sunset soon.”


    Zhou Yao looked at the sky in the distance. The sun was already a shining sunset. It slowly sank down to the ocean, and at the same time, it shone arge dazzling patch of yellow and bathed them in this patch of yellow.


    Hisrge hands firmly pinched her small, supple shoulders as he said, “Wifey, in the future, will you go and look for other men and marry another man?”


    Leng Zhiyuan nodded her head and said, “Yes. I will live very well.”


    This was the answer that Zhou Yao wanted. He could not give her bliss anymore. He could only wish her well. He curled the corners of his lips up and spat out a word. “Okay.”