This string of Buddha beads belonging to Bao Ye is quite valuable; Jiang Ruan has noticed he’s worn them for quite so ti, but she doesn’t really understand.
Logically, people wear Buddha beads because they have gods and Buddha in their hearts, therefore they pray for protection, peace, and joy.
It’s a show of reverence.
But Bao Ye doesn’t believe in gods or Buddha; he’s completely an atheist.
So why does he wear Buddha beads?
Her fingertips touched the chilly Buddha beads, ward at the base by the heat from his wrist.
Jiang Ruan touched the beads one by one.
As she was thinking, she heard the low, magnetic voice of a man who had just awoken: "Awake?"
Jiang Ruan looked up, her eyes eting the man’s dark gaze.
She replied, "Hmm."
His eyes were deep, staring at her for two seconds, then he lifted his right hand, the Buddha beads reflecting light even in darkness.
"How co you’re suddenly interested in them?"
Jiang Ruan said: "They just jabbed my waist; I wondered what it was, then rembered you’re wearing a string of Buddha beads on your wrist."
Hearing this, Bao Ye furrowed his brow, reached out to wrap his arm around her waist, and whispered: "Where did it jab?"
"Let see."
"It’s nothing." Jiang Ruan held his hand, stuck out her tongue: "I just accidentally pressed on it and it felt a bit hard, so I woke up."
Only then did Bao Ye relax: "Hmm."
"Bao Ye, can I ask you a question?" Jiang Ruan said, "I don’t think I’ve asked you before."
Bao Ye, still a bit grumpy from waking, unconsciously rubbed his chin against her cheek: "Hmm."
"Ask away."
"You don’t believe in Buddha, so why do you wear the beads?"
The man was silent for a few seconds after being asked.
Then his voice sounded: "You’ve asked before."
Jiang Ruan widened her eyes: "Huh?"
"Really? I don’t rember."
Bao Ye said: "Probably forgot."
He scoffed lightly: "Your brain is so slow that it’s a miracle you rember anything."
That was clearly blatant ridicule.
Jiang Ruan imdiately got upset: "You!"
"Who’s slow? I’m not slow, okay?"
Her lips pouted almost to the sky, Bao Ye’s eyes filled with laughter, and he reached over with his thumb and forefinger to pinch her. "You can’t even rember what you’ve asked, and you say you’re not slow?"
"Tsk, if my employees didn’t rember things like this, the Bao Family would have gone bankrupt long ago."
Jiang Ruan didn’t like hearing that.
She yanked his hand away, acting fierce: "I’m not your employee, and besides, I’m busy, alright? I don’t have the ti to rember so many things."
Listening to her grumble, Bao Ye’s eyes unconsciously showed a hint of affection. He removed the Buddha beads from his right hand, looking at the whole string.
He calmly said: "I’m an atheist, but I sohow have a bond with these Buddha beads."
"What kind of bond? A visual one?" Jiang Ruan asked, "Did you fall in love with them at first sight?"
The question touched Bao Ye’s heart slightly.
He lowered his eyes, his gaze finding her palm-sized face, shadows flickering in his eyes, and without denying it: "Hmm."
"Definitely quite visually bonding."
He said it aningfully.
But what he truly ant.
Only he knew.
Jiang Ruan thought he was talking about the Buddha beads.
She reached out: "Can I see them?"
"Hmm."
Bao Ye handed them to her, observing her gaze as she examined the beads, and he chuckled softly: "Do you like them?"
"I’ll give them to you."
He was generous.
Bao Ye was not stingy, and Jiang Ruan always knew that.
He was quite affluent when it ca to her.
According to Chen Nan, this string of beads was very valuable.
As valuable as several Beijing hos.
Yet he offered them to her effortlessly.
"No need."
"I believe in Buddha, but I’m not keen on these kinds of things; having reverence is enough."
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