Nan Chan

"I want to be your old man, so you will obediently open your mouth and call him father." Jing Lin frowned, and raised her head slightly following Cang Ji's movement.He gradually exhaled air from his throat, but the cold ice in his eyes was still repulsive.

"You didn't kill me, but instead took great pains to teach me." Cang Ji half-closed his eyes, "After thinking about it, I always feel that I am being traded by you."

"Weighing by the catty won't change much." Jing Lin didn't struggle, "You probably believed what the drunk mountain monk said."

"Yes. Now the more I think about it, the more afraid I become, my heart flustered and pounding. But." Cang Ji paused for a moment, then smiled, "You are more afraid than me."

Jing Lin leaned against the wall and said nothing, Cang Ji rubbed his thumb on his wrist and said, "I didn't realize it until now. Whenever I get close, you get scared. You tremble with fear."

"No." Jing Lin's forehead touched the wall.

"Why did you make the flaw? Is it because of the word 'love', or for me." Cang Ji didn't bite Jing Lin, but captured Jing Lin, and he became more and more adept at this matter.

Cang Ji felt that a certain part of his body was expanding endlessly, it was not his fault, it was Jing Lin's fault.Because it was Jing Lin who led and pampered him, and stared at him with those seemingly ruthless eyes, which made him even more greedy.

How can one be kind to a demon?

Jing Lin is intentional.

It's all Jinglin's fault.

"Is the copper bell real?" Cang Ji slid his fingertips down Jing Lin's wrist inch by inch, "You told me lies before you left the mountain."

"What I said is true." Jing Lin felt the sharp teeth, but this is not what he fears, what he fears is such a hot Cang Ji.

"Forget it." Cang Ji let go of him abruptly, and slid to lean against his side, "...just for fun."

"The Drunken Mountain Monk said that you have the ability to swallow the sky and accept the gods, so you believe it." Jing Lin's flushed wrists were hidden into his sleeves, "I'm so cute."

"I often feel that I am different." Cang Ji's eyes followed Jing Lin's movement, "When you raised me, was I a koi?"

Jing Lin was silent for a while, then said, "I don't remember."

Jing Lin looked at the night sky, full of thoughts.He told the truth, he didn't remember.He still remembers the day when he killed his father, but he doesn't remember how to live in seclusion in the mountains.It was as if when he woke up, Cang Ji was in the tank, and they had spent many days like this, killing all the exploration.

Cang Ji looked at Jing Lin, Jing Lin had a clear outline when he was meditating, and the lantern outside the window was half-cast, and he was hiding here, as if he would have nowhere to escape if he left his own cover.In Cang Ji's eyes, that extremely charming skin is not as good as his pair of eyes, it makes Cang Ji's blood rush, and makes Cang Ji's killing intent unabated.Becoming a human is so complicated, Cang Ji just wanted to eat him when he was still a fish, but now he feels that this idea is both like sugar and arsenic, Cang Ji doesn't understand what it is at all.

It's all Jinglin's fault!

Cang Ji thought irritably.

It's all him, it's all him...

Jing Lin turned his face sideways in an instant, and Cang Ji got a lot closer without knowing it.They were all slid on the ground at the moment, getting very close under the window.Cang Ji had nowhere to set his gaze, he was too greedy, he wanted to stare at Jing Lin's eyes, but couldn't let go of Jing Lin's lips.

That lip is lustrous and moist, adding color between the light and shadow.Cang Ji saw it open slightly, and the more dexterous tip of the tongue flickered across.He was deceived...Jing Lin seemed to be holding him, he felt dizzy, and he was close to him.It was the same not long ago, Jing Lin stuck behind him, stroking his arm with his fingers, leading him to face the enemy, so close, so...

Cang Ji slammed straight into Jing Lin's arms. He leaned on Jing Lin's shoulder and held Jing Lin's arm tightly, only to realize that his whole body was in pain.

"you……"

"Ok?"

Cang Ji's eyelids were heavy, and he said in a daze, "Don't look at me..."

Jing Lin was pressed against the wall by Cang Ji, and the back of her neck was leaning against the window sill.The monster covered half of his body heavily, buried his face into the side of his neck, tightened his arms, trapped him in an undeniable posture, and blocked him in a corner.

Jing Lin's fingers dexterously got into Cang Ji's hair, and rubbed it as if comforting.He looked up at the stars, cringed at Cang Ji's scorching heat in a place where no one noticed, and was tempted by Cang Ji's scorching heat.

The little stone man sat on the window sill, swayed his legs, and watched the stars with Jing Lin.

Jing Lin whispered: "It's so warm."

Shi Shi withdrew his legs, touched Jing Lin's forehead, slid along the window edge to Cang Ji's shoulder, and slipped into the only remaining corner of the two, curling up quietly.

Cang Ji seemed to be holding a ball of cotton, he occupied the whole one, and was sleepily waiting for Linghai to recover.However, he was in a trance and could hear the tinkling of the copper bell.He pushed away the thick cloud of smoke, suspecting that the bell had come to tell him to look after Gu Shen.

As expected, Cang Ji raised his head and saw Yi Zhi'er squatting opposite.When Zhi'er saw him, he immediately got up and waved, shouting: "Mother!"

"Mother ghost." Cang Ji blurted out.

The juvenile has already rushed towards him, galloping barefoot, like a baby swallow throwing itself into the forest.Cang Ji swayed to dodge, Zhi'er brushed past him and threw himself into the woman's arms.

The woman hugged the child in her strong and strong arms, pulled off the sweat towel to wipe off the sweat, and said, "Mother was on the way grinding tofu for someone, so she was delayed."

"I steamed the rice." Zhi'er chuckled.

"Let's go home and taste it." The woman walked past Cang Ji, her footsteps a little staggering.

The young child scooped up rice for his mother on a stool. He said it was rice, but it was actually soup mixed with corn noodles.A woman sits in a fenced yard with her shoes off, looking at the blisters on the soles of her feet.Her back was sore and her back hurt, so she rested for a while with her forehead propped up.Zhi'er brought her a bowl, and she ate it with two thick noodle buns.

"Good day, Dad." Zhi'er squatted in front of her and said, "Talked to me for breakfast and taught me how to read."

"What words do you recognize?" The woman wiped her mouth.

"Chuan." Zhi'er drew for her on the ground, "Chuan—"

The two mothers were learning to write head to head, but after a while, the woman heard a loud noise in the room.She hurriedly stepped on her shoes and entered in a hurry.I saw the man lying on the ground and climbing up the couch with his arms propped up.

"Get out." The man said hastily and angrily on his pale face, "I'll do it myself."

The woman rolled up her sleeves and touched him, and he struggled: "I will do it myself, I will do it myself..."

The woman dragged him onto the couch, and the man suddenly became angry when he saw Zhier leaning against the door and watching.He pushed the woman and shouted: "You get out... you get out!"

The woman groped under the quilt, and the man's face was ashen.Unbearably humiliated, he hugged his head and curled up, saying over and over again: "Why don't you let me die, it would be nice to die."

"Chuanzi." The woman turned her back to Zhi'er and said, "Bring a pot of hot water."

Zhi'er nodded and backed away, the man in the inner room was still repeating.The woman quickly lifted the quilt, took off the man's clothes, rolled up and removed the dirty places.She plucked the man's wet hair, and said softly: "The doctor said that the medicine is enough, and he will be cured. How can you say death casually, Chuanzi is still waiting for you to take him to school."

Her gentle voice gradually calmed the man down, but he was still dumbfounded, as if he had resigned himself to his fate.The woman wiped his sweat away, and her unsightly silhouette showed another kind of determination.As she spoke, she patted the man on the back.The man gradually fell asleep before she dipped in hot water and wiped off all the filth.

"Chuanzi." The woman took out a few dirty copper beads from the inside of her belt, "Go to the town and call the doctor to come home. Mother is waiting for you at home, so be careful on the way."

Zhi'er took the money, turned around and ran out the door.The sun was shining outside, he ran barefoot, and didn't care if he was sweating profusely.He didn't run to the town. He was too tired and thirsty on the way, so he wiped his sweat and continued walking.

A Taoist priest with a goatee turned out on the narrow path, chanting while walking with tinkling bells.The juvenile was blinded by the sun, and smoke came from his throat when he gasped.

The Taoist untied the water bag and handed it to him, then knelt down and asked kindly, "Where are you going, little friend?"

Zhier drank the water and said in a daze, "Look for a doctor."

"Oh, who in the family is sick?"

"Father." Zhi'er wiped off the endless sweat, his palms were wet and sticky, he said, "Dad is sick."

The Taoist sized him up and asked with a smile, "What's wrong? Maybe I can show you."

"Can't move." Zhi'er said truthfully.

The Taoist put his arm on the child's shoulder, and said with a smile, "Well, I can see this disease! I'll take you back, okay?"

The child was taken home by the Taoist priest, who looked around for a while when he was admitted to the hospital.He stepped in and tentatively leaned on his body half respectfully: "Is the master's house here?"

There was no answer in the room.

Zhi'er wanted to go to the ground, but the Taoist didn't let go.The child shouted: "Mother! The doctor is here!"

The woman didn't know where she went, and the Taoist priest entered.It was quiet inside, so he rummaged outside, coaxing the child casually: "Where do you keep the money? Tell me, and I'll prescribe the medicine as I see fit."

Zhi'er felt that the Taoist's hand was so strong that it made him feel uncomfortable.So he shook his head in a daze, a little panicked.

The Taoist became more and more anxious. He swept away the dishes and chopsticks on the table, even under the stove in the corner of the cabinet.Finally he entered the inner room, where the man was resting with his eyes closed.At first the Taoist didn't dare to do anything wrong, but just looked for it lightly, and the child gradually struggled, and he shouted: "No money, no money!"

The man on the couch was startled awake, he crawled up and scolded: "Who is it!"

The Taoist priest had already rummaged into the wardrobe, he emptied out his clothes, and finally found a bag of copper beads.He immediately stuffed it into his arms, turned his head and looked at the man coldly.Even if the child doesn't know what he wants to do, he still knows that the family is poor, and the money is left by the mother for the treatment of the father.He punched and kicked the Taoist priest and shouted: "It's not yours!"

The Taoist slapped him with his hands, picked him up and walked out.The man braced himself in a panic, grabbed the corner of the Taoist priest's clothes, and was dragged to the ground.He couldn't move his lower body, so he could only hold on to the corner of the Taoist priest's clothes.

"What are you doing? You give me back the child!" The man was being dragged to wipe the road, and he said, "I will give you all the money, but the child will not succeed!"

The Taoist pulled on his clothes, but he couldn't pull them back for a while.He raised his foot to touch the man's heart, and cursed: "Fuck you! You are so poor, how much is a fucking child worth!"

The man was stomped until his face was ferocious. He clasped his knuckles tightly, grabbed the Taoist's leg with one hand, and shouted loudly: "Su Niang! Su Niang!"

The child cried loudly, and he beat the Taoist indiscriminately: "Daddy! Daddy!"

"Let go!" The Taoist stomped so hard that the man's mouth was bleeding, "Are you going to let go? If you don't let go, I'll hit you hard!"

The man hugged the Taoist priest's leg, and the blood that he couldn't swallow was choked up. He said, "Give me back the child! Give me the child, give me the child!"

Seeing this, the Taoist overturned the small table beside the couch and threw it down on the man.The man was beaten to the point of bleeding, but he didn't let go.The Taoist priest picked up the broken pot and scratched the man's fingers: "Let go! Let go!"

The man's hands were badly cut, the Taoist kicked him away, and ran across the door with the child.The man crawled after him, when he heard the woman coming back bumping into the Taoist priest.

The toddler cried, "Mom!"

The woman charged up with a hoe. The Taoist thought that the woman in his family was weak and could be bullied. If she was petite, she could be taken away with the child, but he didn't expect to be an exceptionally strong woman!He turned around and ran, Zhi'er tore at the back of his collar, kicking and kicking him non-stop.

The woman chased after desperately, saying: "Chuanzi, Chuanzi!"

The Taoist was so skillful with his legs that he gradually got rid of the woman, got into the deep mountains and old forests, and ran all over the place.The woman dropped one of her shoes, stepped on the gravel and miscellaneous branches with her bare feet, tripped and fell down.The Taoist took the opportunity to run away, Zhi'er heard the heart-piercing cries from his disappearing mother.

Zhi'er trembled, whimpered and watched the road get longer and longer.