嗯~教官你好硬~不要了

After everything was done, he let out a long sigh and ran his fingers through his wet hair. Then, he took off his clothes and wrung them dry before putting them on again and leaving the room.

As soon as he did, the cold mountain wind blew and he sneezed.

The other monk was on his way over with tea. When he saw Gabriel still wearing his wet clothes, he said, “Dear guest, why didn’t you change? You’ll get sick like this.”

Gabriel frowned slightly. “The wishing tree outside has the wishes of all the devotees? Including my wife’s?”

The monk nodded and murmured as he said, “So she’s your wife. I thought she was the girlfriend of the other man today.”

Feeling something was amiss, the monk looked up and was met with Gabriel’s dark gaze. The monk stuck his tongue out. He was quite young, about twelve, and chubby. When he smiled, he looked a little like the laughing Buddha.

Caleb and Xeno Lewis had originally planned to take a detour from the temple to the signal tower. However, when they arrived outside the temple, they saw Gabriel standing on a bamboo ladder in a black raincoat, looking at the red notes on the wishing tree branch.

The two were surprised at first, then confused – surprised that President Jones was fine but confused about what he was doing.

The chubby monk stood under the eaves outside the hall. “Dear guest, you will fall sick if you continue like this. If you want to know what wish that female benefactor made, you can ask her when she wakes up.”

The majestic rain was gradually becoming lighter as Gabriel ignored the little monk’s words and continued to look at each wish anxiously until he found Serenity’s.

“Are you sure this is the right tree?” asked he.

If the little monk remembered wrongly, would Gabriel still find this many wishes? Where else would the wishes be except on the wishing tree?

Even if he had to search for three days and three nights, Gabriel was determined to find her wish. He wanted to know what wish was so important for her to make that she was willing to risk her life.

As he searched, he thought to himself that as long as it was within his ability, he would help her fulfill all her wishes. All she needed to do was stay by his side obediently as Young Madam Jones.

Caleb and Xeno looked at each other, knowing what the red notes hanging from the tree meant. When they heard the little monk’s words, they also knew what President Jones was looking for.

Caleb took two steps forward, stood under the tree, and looked up at the man on the bamboo ladder.

Gabriel cast a glance at him from behind the leaves but his hands did not stop moving. His pale lips said, “Contact the people at the foot of the mountain. Once the rain stops, we’ll be heading down. Contact the most authoritative gynecologist at First Hospital too.”

Caleb was shocked when he heard the last sentence.

From President Jones’s words, he knew that Young Madam was fine, but he did not dare to ask about the child.

“President Jones, it’s cold in the mountains. When the rain stops, you…” He had wanted to persuade Gabriel to wait until the rain stopped before looking for it, but when he saw Gabriel holding a red note in his hand and his expression turning from shock, joy, and to not knowing whether to laugh or cry, Caleb swallowed the words he was about to say.

Gabriel looked at the red note in his hand. The handwriting on it was clean and the ink was of the highest quality. Despite the torrential rain, the words did not smudge.

“May the years be good as we grow old together.” These words were now engraved in his heart as if he were possessed by them.

In the past, he would have thought that these words were for her and John..