Late at night, Jiao Bai suddenly encountered one of the classic bloody plots in the gay comics: the ugly daughter-in-law meets her parents-in-law. Often when that plot appears, the horn of the emotional climax is blown, and after a wave of abuse, it ends.
However, his "parents-in-law" both live in a cemetery and will not check his household registration or make things difficult for him.
The bloody routine did not happen, but there was a sense of supernatural.
The Buddha amulet under Jiaobai's collar was fished out by Qi Yilao, and he told the story behind it.
The story is long, involving a genetic mutation: how a person is forced to be castrated from bisexual to unisexual, and how to preserve the characteristics of being a person under the desecration of fate. She did not favor only one of her sons, but taught all of them to restrain themselves, but there are thousands of different kinds of people, and the temperaments of brothers and sisters are also different.
After repeated disappointments, she suffered a huge blow and devoted all her weak energy and the rest of her devastated life to her child who had learned self-discipline.
Jiaobai did not ask any questions and always acted as a listener. He knew that Qi Yiliao did not want to discuss and just needed someone to talk to.
Qi Yilao and Jiao Bai shared their childhoods that were eroded by dense schoolwork, and suddenly asked:
"Is this the first time you hear me say this?"
Jiaobai nodded. Dean Qi's perspective was not as detailed as Qi Yiliao's, and his impression was very rough.
Qi Yilao raised his eyebrows, and there was one more thing he hadn't done before he lost his memory. He put the Buddha amulet back into Jiaobai's collar and knelt down at his mother's tombstone.
Before, bend down deeply.
And one of his hands was still holding the茭白, his knuckles inserted into it gently yet forcefully, holding it.
Jiao Bai was standing nearby. Seeing Qi Yiliao maintaining that posture for a long time, he narrowed his eyes and asked, "Do I need to kowtow?"
"No need." Qi Yiliao said, "Wait until the second year after our marriage, during the Qingming Festival, and then you can kowtow.
The topic took a 360-degree turn, and Jiaobai's mind went blank. By the time he reacted, Qi Yiliao had already stood up and kissed his slightly cold eyelids. "You're not going back to Langli, and you want to stay here tonight?"
"Okay." Jiaobai glanced at Qi Yiliao's profile picture.
The cat's belly seemed to arch forward, asking for a touch.
My hands are itching, and my heart is itching too.
"What are you looking at?"
A voice suddenly rang in his ears, Jiaobai's heart skipped a beat, and he said nonsense: "The cemetery is full of old trees.
"Yeah." Qi Yiliao put his arm around Jiaobai's waist and led him into the ancient castle. His eyes swept across the empty space he had just stared at, and there was a dark, unclear sense of strangeness and deep thought in his eyes.
Jiaobai slept in Qi Yiliao's bedroom. It was already midnight when he lay down. In the second half of the night, he dreamed that he was being chased and tied up by a tentacle monster, and kept sliding on the edge of suffocation.
If he woke up, he would find that Qi Yiliao was holding him in his arms and staring at him, as if he was afraid that a pair of wings would grow out of his shoulder blades and fly away, far away, and never come back.
That loss of security is invisible, but it manifests itself in tangible ways.
Perhaps it is because the memory is about to recover and the emotions are returning to normal, or it may be that the side effects of the medicine have arrived early.
Jiao Bai didn't sleep well, and Qi Yiliao didn't fall asleep either. They kissed each other deeply in the morning, then one went to school and the other went to work.
On the second day of military training, it was cloudy but not raining. The freshmen found that this weather was worse than being exposed to the sun, at least it was not so stuffy and damp, and there was a sour and musty smell in the camouflage uniforms.
Jiaobai caught a cold and felt dizzy. He managed to hold on until noon, then asked for leave from his instructor and left the playground under the conflicted gaze of the department grass, who was trying to avoid him but also wanted to approach him.
Half a day off is not for sleeping, so Jiaobai went to Langli to change out of his camouflage uniform, took some cold medicine and took a nap, then called Shen Eran.
After a while, the call was connected.
"Shen Eran?" Jiaobai spoke first, his voice hoarse.
The tranquility on the other end of the phone was broken, and Shen Er'an's voice carried the authority unique to a superior: "Are you sick?"
"No, I heard it during the military training." Jiaobai was sleepy. "Where is he? Can we meet up sometime?"
Shen Eran was silent for a while: "I am in Mingyuan Temple."
Jiaobai's drooping eyelids moved. When Yu Ling met Shen Er'an at the airport yesterday, he knew that the other party came to Xicheng, but he did not expect that he would be in the temple.
What was Shen Er'an doing in that temple? Wasn't his mother's grave moved back to the Clam Mountain
Forget it, you’ll know when you go there.
The drama about Shen Er'an's activity level breaking 50 has already happened. There shouldn't be any big hurdle for him to join the group. Even if there is drama, it will only be a few drops of urine.
"Then I'll go over. It just so happens that I've requested leave and won't have military training." Jiaobai yawned, "Let's meet and chat.
Jiaobai opened the door, and Qi's big face came up to him, "Mr. Bai, you went out when you have a cold?"
"A cold isn't a serious illness. It's normal. There are many people going to school or work." Jiaobai coughed and closed the door.
"I'm going to Mingyuan Temple to do some work."
Qi Er bent over and rubbed his hands: "Then can we brothers follow you?"
"Follow me." Jiaobai pressed the elevator button.
Qi Er was relieved. Mingyuan Temple was in the suburbs, close to the north city. It took more than an hour to get there by elevated road. It was quite far. He didn't know what Bai Shao was going to do, but Bai Shao allowed them to follow him: Just follow him.
Two years ago, Jiaobai and Zhang Zhen went to Mingyuan Temple to burn incense together. At that time, Jiaobai was supported by Zhang Zhen for a part of the way and carried on his back for a part of the way, but he climbed most of the way by himself.
This time he was not feeling well and could not climb, so he took the cable car with a few bodyguards and went up, enjoying the beautiful scenery all the way.
Although it is not a holiday and the weather is not bad, the temple is still very popular.
Jiaobai walked under several towering camphor trees that reached into the sky, patted the stone lions and the large incense burner in front of the temple, and headed west along the bright yellow wall, heading straight for the release pond.
Passing by the lotus pond, Jiaobai, a person who was not easily moved by natural scenery, took a few more glances at it. He continued walking westward until he reached his destination. From a distance, he saw a figure squatting beside the arch bridge.
The man was Shen Er'an. He was watching the schools of red carp in the water and did not notice the approach of茭白.
As Jiaobai walked over, he looked at Shen Er'an and felt that his temperament had changed a lot and he looked very bad. Shen Er'an gave him a very familiar feeling, a familiarity that he couldn't describe but couldn't ignore. He couldn't remember who else he had seen this feeling in.
However, the haze on the Clam Mountain has faded a lot, and the vague outline of the green mountain can be vaguely seen.
Jiaobai walked to Shen Er'an's side and took in the cool aura around him: "Looking at the fish."
Shen Er'an was stunned. He turned sideways and tilted his head back. His fair neck stretched out, and his increasingly handsome features were exposed to Jiao Bai's eyes: "You're here so soon?"
"I came up by cable car." Jiaobai sighed every time he saw Shen Er'an. The author of "Broken Wings" has a really good painting style, especially the protagonist, who is handsome and beautiful from head to toe, even every hair, every nail, and every eyelash grows just right.
There are dense scumbags and melodrama, and it is also a feast for beauty. If this comic is not popular, who will be popular
Shen Er'an stood up and looked at Jiaobai, his mind becoming unclear and confused. Every time they met, there were many changes between them, as if it was a lifetime ago.
"Are you happy in college life?" Shen Er'an asked softly.
"It's just the beginning, I haven't tasted the flavor yet." Jiaobai put his hands in his pockets and casually chatted with him, "How are your studies arranged?"
Shen Er'an returned his gaze to the pool: "I have discussed with the school and I can study at home as long as I get enough credits and GPA."
The wild rice smacked his lips: "That's so boring."
There was Shen Er'an's laughter in the breeze. He said, "There's nothing I can do."
There is no comfort for wild rice, because comfort is worthless. Time is limited, and so is energy. A person can only do one thing well at one stage, and cannot do two things at the same time. This is a very simple truth.
There was an extra weight on his shoulders. He glanced at Shen Er'an's arm but didn't push it away.
Shen Er'an's action was not easy and was very stiff. To this day, one of his two good friends has never seen him again, and the other is no longer as close to him as before.
Time passes, years change, and the living will also change with their experiences. Only death can keep them fixed in a certain stage forever.
Jiaobai felt Shen Eran's sadness and depression. He did not find a topic to talk about, but looked around the surrounding environment. Tourists came and went on the arch bridge, stopping to take pictures or rest. From time to time, cigarettes drifted from the direction of the main hall, which was quite fairy-like.
There were several shots on the bridge that included Jiaobai and Shen Eran, but they didn't care.
“What were the results of your treatment abroad?”
"Do you still have pain in your ribs now that the seasons have changed?"
Jiaobai and Shen Eran spoke at the same time, and the two looked at each other. The former smiled and replied: "It depends on whether the change is big or not. There will be no problem today.
"It's your turn." Jiaobai reminded Shen Eran who was looking at his back.
"Same old." Shen Eran said, "You need to control your emotions and avoid extreme joy or sorrow. The doctor advised me to relax.
When he said the second half of the sentence, a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes. Relax? Not to mention the quagmire and situation he was facing, it would be difficult for ordinary people to do so.
Jiaobai twitched the corner of his mouth, and all his youthfulness was worn away. If his head image was not a mountain but an animal, Jiaobai would have thought that the animal's neck was also strangled by something.
Some tourists came to release the fish, and they were thrown into the pond, splashing water up and down, splashing up and down again.
The wild rice was so excited that I decided to catch some fish and release them before leaving. It seemed like releasing a fish and repeating my wish? It was a bit crazy, but it was okay to be crazy once.
"You flew directly to Xicheng because you knew that Liang Dong was in the drug rehabilitation center here and wanted to see him?" Jiaobai got to the point and asked tentatively.
"No." Shen Er'an's face tightened and he was silent for a few moments, "He won't see me.
These words revealed that he did know that Liang Dong was in a drug rehabilitation center.
Jiaobai narrowed his eyes: "Then what are you doing in Xicheng?"
Shen Eran stood there for a while without saying a word, then walked to the bottom of the arch bridge and climbed up the steps that were worn smooth by the footprints of tourists, with Jiaobai following him slowly. They went to the pavilion in the center of the lake.
The pavilion was facing the main gate of Mingyuan Temple. No one was there at the moment. Jiao Bai sat on the stone bench. He felt a chill on his butt and shuddered. He glanced around. Tan Jun was watching Shen Er'an as if he were his own eyeball. He must be guarding some corner.
I don't know whether Shen Er'an surpassed Tan Jun during this period.
Shen Er'an's voice rang out from the guardrail of the pavilion in the center of the lake, "I came to the Mingyuan Temple in Xicheng for Master Ran Ye."
"The monks in the temple said that the master will be back today. I would like to ask him to help me solve my doubts." Shen Er'an's shirt was blown up by the wind, and the thin and narrow waistline was faintly visible. He was at an age of high spirits and had a top-notch appearance. Just standing there quietly, he had a dazzling light.
Although Jiao Bai is a fan of Shen Shaoye, he is not blinded by lust. There are many handsome guys, so just look at them. There is no need to get too emotional. So he looked at Shen Er'an's waist and wondered what he was thinking.
Shen Er'an is a very busy man. If he wants to meet the master, why doesn't he just ask his subordinates to take him to South City? Why bother waiting in the temple in person
This hands-on approach can be said to be full of sincerity, and it also reveals how much impact his inner confusion has had on him, prompting him to take it so seriously.
Razor Mountain remains the same, the haze is neither thick nor dissipating.
Jiaobai supported his head with one hand and said: "If you have any doubts, please tell me.
Shen Er'an received a phone call and his demeanor changed.
The Master is back.
Jiao Bai and Shen Er'an went to see the master together. To his surprise, the master was not an old man with a white beard, nor a middle-aged man like Master Qingyun, but a handsome man with a refined temperament, who was at most the same age as Zhang Zhen.
Another genius, an outlier in Buddhism.
Ran Ye was wearing a white monk's robe and had a shiny round head. He was talking to a young monk in the Zen temple. Two shadows of lights surrounded him from behind, and his eyebrows and eyes were cold and otherworldly.
Jiaobai is sure, there is no such character in Broken Wings, he is a new one.
To be exact, they are only available in the second round, just like the Yu brothers. When they appear, they will naturally bring about a wave of plot.
Just as Jiao Bai was thinking about it, he saw Ran Ye's clear and sharp gaze avoiding Shen Er'an and looking straight at him.
"… "
What, did you see my soul from another world or something