Lanpu

Lanpu

"That man is still following behind," Wan'er quietly tugged at Lan Pu's sleeve.

She didn't turn around to look. But she knew the man was not far behind her. From the Hall of Reception...

A man followed them the whole time, and Lanpu constantly felt the gaze on her back.

"He must be following you." Wan'er smiled playfully and squeezed Lan Pu's wrist.

"You little rascal!" Lan Pu couldn't help but chuckle. "I think following you is the right thing to do."

"You little vixen, you'll charm everyone you go!" Wan'er smiled shyly, then...

She confidently brushed the hair from her face.

The charming Wan'er has a pointed chin, large eyes, and flowing long hair, making her a perfect example of...

A natural beauty, coupled with her ever-changing trendy and cool outfits, she stands out wherever she goes.

She gets a lot of attention. For a while, she even considered cutting her hair short and dyeing it red, "definitely..."

"So incredibly cool!" She sat at Lanpu's table, resting her chin on her hand, her eyes filled with longing and anticipation.

Her lips curled into a playful smile. "Spare me," Lan Pu said calmly, standing up to tidy up her manuscript.

"If you really go and get your hair cut and dyed, don't blame me for ignoring you." "Okay, okay, I won't dye it, alright?" Wan

The boy slid off the stool in frustration. "I don't understand why you're so averse to it, making yourself so avant-garde."

"Is a little bit alright?" "I just can't bear to see you waste such a precious resource," Lan Pu said without looking up.

For some reason, Wan'er, who was always trendy and avant-garde, always preferred to be with the taciturn Lan.

Lan Pu was accompanied by others. Without Wan'er's presence, describing Lan Pu as a loner wouldn't be an exaggeration. After get off work...

After that, Lanpu rarely went shopping, watching movies, or going to bars, which were Wan'er's favorite pastimes.

Lanpu usually spends her time at home reading, listening to music, and writing. She lives alone in a one-bedroom apartment.

The most frequent guest in the living room of the hall was Wan'er. Upon hearing that urgent, drum-like sound...

Lan Pu knew it was Wan'er as soon as she heard the knocking. Wan'er always stormed into the living room in a fit of rage.

On the sofa, she yelled, "Water! Water!" Lanpu was amazed by her ability to always exhaust herself.

I deeply admire Kan's skills; I don't know how she always seems to return from a battle, as if she's come back from a war. (After recovering...)

When Jinlai Wan'er came, she would wander around the room, looking left and right, as if spying on whether there was anything there.

The kitten, exuding a strange human aura, carelessly tinkered with Lan Pu's flute, xun, and sandalwood, causing Lan Pu to...

Let her do whatever she wants, and ignore her. Once, Wan'er lit three incense burners without stopping and then jumped off...

He jumped up and shouted, "It smells so good! It's suffocatingly fragrant!" He was writing something at the computer.

Lanpu couldn't help but laugh.

Lan Pu thought, "I don't know what got into me that day, but that must be it." She had always only...

Yes, bars, water bars, bookstores, Metropolitan Pacific, Fu'an Sunshine Department Store, Itokin, etc., that might interest you.

Wan'er suddenly became very interested and asked Lanpu to take her to visit Huayan Temple. "I want to visit Master Shixinyue."

"Master," Wan'er said. Lan Pu was a lay disciple of Master Xinyue. Master Xinyue gave her the name...

Her Dharma name was "Qinghuan". "Qinghuan, Qinghuan," Wan'er repeated several times before collapsing in laughter.

On the bed. "Hahaha, sounds like a fancy nun's name!" "Get lost!" Lan Pu couldn't help but exclaim.

He laughed. He reached out and patted Wan'er's armpit. The two girls rolled off onto the bed together.

That day, Lan Pu wore a lotus-root-colored imitation Qing-style jacket with a front opening, paired with a floral-embroidered skirt.

The octagonal corduroy skirt, with its slightly antique feel, complements Lanpu's milky-white skin.

This perfectly captures Lan Pu's tranquil and serene temperament. Lan Pu isn't conventionally beautiful; she possesses only a slight...

A pale melancholy, yet possessing a unique elegance, composure, and tranquility. Walking alongside the radiant Wan'er...

From the moment she appeared, she always possessed that composed and unhurried demeanor. Even the usually dynamic Wan'er would gradually become...

Calm down and stroll along with her at a leisurely pace.

---janeadam

Reply [3]: From the very beginning that day, Lanpu knew something was wrong. First, there was the fortune teller at the door.

Sir, and then that man again. Lan Pu had been to Huayan Temple more than once or twice. Every other day...

Every now and then she would visit Master Xinyue for a chat and some tea. Master Xinyue was quite fond of this nominal position.

The female disciple also doted on her, always preparing offerings of fruit and fine tea for her, and then lighting a stove.

The fragrance of osmanthus she brought made the old man and the young woman sit facing each other in the abbot's room until almost dark, chatting casually.

Some Buddhist scriptures and Zen verses. At home, Lanpu usually burns agarwood, but at Master Xinyue's place, he prefers...

The fragrance of osmanthus blossoms is a rare touch of playfulness that prevents her from ever truly fading into the dust of the world.

As soon as Lanpu was born, her family took her to have her fortune told. After seeing several fortune tellers, they all...

He just shook his head and refused to app

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