Chapter 1108

Though fatigue marked their ascent, the boundless vistas had made the journey rewarding. Upon

reaching the summit, they were welcomed by the dazzling brilliance of the setting sun, a sight both

awe- inspiring and serene.

A temple, named Quie Temple, stood at the peak. The peaceful ambiance was enhanced by its modest

size and the limited number of visitors due to the late hour.

After resting, Millie purchased incense and proceeded to the main hall for her offering. Inside, a statue

of Maitreya Buddha beckoned.

Lighting the incense, she knelt devoutly on a cushion, her hands clasped in prayer.

Marcus, a non-believer, engaged in conversation with a monk in the outer courtyard, passing the time.

Wearing a white T-shirt, light blue jeans, white shoes, and her hair gathered in a high ponytail, Millie’s

upright posture added to her grace. As Marcus observed her silently making wishes, he couldn’t help

but smile.

Once her prayers were done, Millie approached Marcus, her face still glowing with inner peace.

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“What did you wish for?” he inquired, a teasing glint in his eyes.

“I can’t tell you. If I reveal it, it won’t come true,” Millie responded, her smile tinged with mystery as she

playfully shook her head.

Marcus chuckled and arched an eyebrow.

“Let me guess, it must involve me, right?”

“Guess all you want, but I won’t say, Millie countered, her eyes twinkling like a mischievous fox.

Her wishes were heartfelt: good health and longevity for her grandmother and quick healing for Marcus’

injury. As she looked at Marcus, her thoughts lingered on her desires, her eyes softening.

“You’re admiring me so much, you’re almost drooling,” Marcus teased, catching her affectionate glance.

“Impossible, I’m not infatuated,” Millie protested, slightly flustered, playfully jabbing him in the waist with

her fist.

“Uh-oh, the sun’s setting. Let’s explore a bit and then head back down the mountain,” she suggested,

eager to show Marcus the surrounding beauty, filled with towering trees and intriguingly shaped rocks.

“We don’t need to descend. Let’s stay the night. Aren’t you worn out?”

Marcus proposed, his voice laced with concern.

Surveying the tranquil scene, Millie recalled seeing Marcus speaking to a monk earlier, Likely making

arrangements for their stay.

She nodded in agreement, anticipation welling within her. Staying overnight in this secluded temple

was a new experience, and she looked forward to the calm of the coming evening.

Hand in hand, Marcus guided Millie along meandering trails until they reached a scenic overlook,

providing a breathtaking panorama of the mountains. Standing arm in arm, they reveled in the splendor

of the setting sun.

Numerous love locks dangled from the railing of the wooden boardwalk.

Intrigued, Millie bent down, examining them one by one. Her eyes widened with surprise as she

realized what they were.

Marcus watched her quietly, an affectionate smile playing on his Lips as he observed this whimsical

side of her. She seemed Like a young girl, enchanted by the romance of the locks.