No one understands rebirth better than me

Chapter 240 Neither Betraying the Buddha Nor the Beloved

When it comes to matters of desire, it is indeed still desire that must resolve them.

Ultimately, after several days of continuous adjustments, Guan Ren found his mindset to be much calmer and more peaceful during Chinese language classes.

Click...~
So when, during one class, Gu Wancheng once again picked off one of her red-soled black high heels that was dangling precariously from her toes, Guan Ren didn't deliberately ignore this strong-willed teacher like he had done before. Instead, he immediately bent down and quietly picked it up for her.

In a moment of carelessness, he even slipped the silk stockings onto her slightly evasive little foot.

"... "

Gu Wancheng paused slightly for a moment.

This delay is not a big deal.

She's still in class!

Suddenly, the entire classroom fell silent.

People started looking up and glancing curiously at the podium.

Seeing that Gu Wancheng's expression seemed quite serious, and that she sat there without saying a word, many people quickly shrank back.

As anyone who has been to school knows, if a teacher suddenly stops talking while lecturing, there's a good chance they're about to get angry.

Besides, there's this stunningly beautiful teacher on stage.

Soon, the entire classroom was silent, not even the sound of turning pages could be heard.

...

"Xiao Bei...didn't you hand in your Chinese homework...?"

"No way... Ugh, don't scare me like that..."

...

"Gu Youli...Gu Youli?"

"?"

"What's wrong with Teacher Gu?"

"I do not know either…"

...

As long as Gu Wancheng doesn't speak, the occasional rustling is not enough to break the absolute silence.

This is the aura that Gu the Demon has always possessed.

Finally, after a few seconds of silence and a few seconds of haphazardly tidying up the books on the podium, Gu Wancheng spoke again.

Thankfully, it wasn't a scolding, and many people breathed a sigh of relief.

He simply asked:
Where was I?

"Talking about Liang Sicheng."

"Hmm... Liang Sicheng, the author of this article, was originally an architect..."

Gu Wancheng continued her lecture.

On the surface, he showed neither joy nor sorrow.

But only she and Guan Ren knew what had happened between them in class just now.

Well…

It's actually quite absurd...

On one hand, the teacher lost her shoe while playing with it during class.

On one side, a student picked it up and helped her put it on.

"..."

Fortunately, no one else knew that she and Guan Ren were doing such strange things in class...

Thinking of this, Gu Wancheng inexplicably glanced in the direction of her younger sister, Gu Youli.

Actually, when Guan Ren put the high heels on her, Gu Wancheng was initially surprised, and at first she was also inexplicably angry and even flustered.

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Guan Ren, on the other hand, remained quite calm.

It was just something I did casually.

He is not the same person he used to be.

Previously, he might have felt flustered and had shortness of breath.

But after a few days of training, when faced with the temptation of a beautiful, mature woman picking out shoes for him, Guan Ren's performance was undoubtedly quite perfect. At least when he bent down to pick up Gu Wancheng's shoes, Guan Ren managed to refrain from taking a deep breath.

When I dressed her, I was very upright and didn't linger with my hands, only touching her slightly and unavoidably.

They did not take any further subversive actions.

For example, accidentally slipping your finger into the gap between Gu Wancheng's high heels and the side of her silk stockings.

Guan Ren refrained from thinking about these outrageous behaviors that could easily be misinterpreted as perverted.

On the last day, even Luo Xiaobei remarked that Guan Ren had been acting strangely these past two days.

"What's weird?"

"Hmm... I can't quite put my finger on it..."

After school, Luo Xiaobei and Guan Ren walked side by side. After thinking for a long time, Luo Xiaobei said:

"You remind me of a monk!"

"..."

Is it really necessary...?

However, Guan Ren also clasped his hands together and made a Buddhist chant:

"Amitabha--"

"Hmm~"

Luo Xiaobei praised:
"Not bad, it looks like a Buddha statue. You could be an abbot."

Guan Ren shook his head:

"No, I'm not worthy."

"Are you talking about the Flower Monk?"

As early as the early 0s, Guan Ren realized that real monks were different from what he had imagined.

Because back then he had seen the monks on Linfeng Mountain in Jiangzhou County eating with oily faces at the foot of the mountain.

"what?"

Luo Xiaobei listened with interest, her hands behind her back:
"There's such a scene? I've never seen anything like it before... Tch!"

"You can't say that."

Guan Ren smiled:
“You should know that if our monks today were all ascetics, strictly adhering to precepts and showing great reverence for gods and Buddhas, that might not necessarily be a good thing.”

"why?"

"Just look at those religious countries and you'll understand."

"Oh…"

Luo Xiaobei seemed to understand, but not quite.

But when he secretly looked at Guan Ren, his eyes were sparkling.

……

Childhood sweethearts sometimes see things from a different perspective than other boys.

As expected of the boy I like, he's really special...~
……

"Did you know that monks in other countries can get married? This is called being true to both Buddha and lover."

"I know that! That monk-poet was named Shang Yang... Shang Yang, wrong name!"

"It's Tsangyang..."

What the hell is Shang Yang Gyatso...?

Guan Ren remained silent.

Luo Xiaobei, however, stood with her hands behind her back, gazing ahead for a long time, seemingly lost in thought.

Even a monk knows how to live up to your expectations.

I wonder if my childhood sweetheart will understand...

Although her childhood sweetheart, aside from always being by his side since she was little, doesn't seem to have done anything that would make him feel sorry for her...

In contrast, Gu Youli.

At least last semester, it was Gu Youli, not herself, who stormed into Guan Ren's office...

(End of this chapter)