“都是我爹那些门生，”王绮罗一脸不满，“一个个五大三粗，看着就让人讨厌。”                                                                                “那你喜欢什么样的？”陆令筠坏笑的瞧着她。                                                                                王绮罗一扭头，“我喜欢有学问的。”                                                                                恰此时，她们登上了香积寺顶，一群书生打扮的男子从寺里走出。                                                                                阳光正好，落得香积寺宝殿门前片片红叶上，红得似火，应得年轻人们意气风发。                                                                                陆令筠一眼便瞧见走在人群中核心的白袍男子，他面如冠玉，温润谦和，脸上挂着淡淡的笑，只叫人如沐春风。                                                                                陆令筠瞧见他，他也瞧见陆令筠，西目相对时，男子微微错愕，很快，他便回过神来。                                                                                他在陆令筠面前顿住脚步，谦虚一礼，“原是姨姐，阿姊万安。”                                                                                说话的正是陆令筠上辈子前夫，李闻洵。