Wu Jian becomes empty

Yang Jian looked into his suspicious eyes and said, "Do you still remember your master?"

Sun Wukong didn't believe it at all: "Subhuti!? He won't..."

Listening to their conversation, Yang Chan thought of the related rumors a few days ago: "Second brother, I heard that Subhuti was sent to the lower realm for offending Tathagata Buddha a few days ago."

Hearing this, Monkey King slapped the table and stood up: "There is such a thing! Damn it!!"

Xiao Tiangou himself was enjoying the food given by his little master on the table, and was almost frightened by the dead monkey, so he quickly held it in his hand, and complained: "Those bald donkeys in Xitian are not good things."

Yang Jian calmly narrated: "Subhuti has indeed reincarnated in the lower world, but the matter is much more complicated than the rumors. Subhuti and Tathagata have always had different attitudes towards certain matters. This reincarnation should be like this. The two Bet, I don’t know what the bet was. Subhuti lost, and he voluntarily reincarnated as a punishment. But the judgment of winning or losing is not accurate. After all, the time has not come, and no one knows what the future will be like. Subhuti was determined to have lost due to trivial matters, and although Subhuti did not admit defeat, he reincarnated on his own, I don't know why?"

Sun Wukong muttered: "In this way, Master... Subhuti must have his own ideas. It's really hard to understand."

After dismissing Xiaotiangou, Yang Chan also left, leaving only the two of them in the cave.

"Yang Jian, do you have something on your mind?"

Yang Jian smiled in surprise: "Aha, what's on my mind, I'm just still thinking about what we just said about Nasubhuti."

Sun Wukong's golden pupils stared into his eyes: "You're lying."

Yang Jian shook his head, helplessly, smiled and leaned against the cold wall, thinking about what the Queen Mother of the West said, and asked: "Can a person love a person for 500 years? Is there a kind of love in the world that does not belong to desire? Can it last for 500 years? Or for a long time, or just like a father and mother, life and death go hand in hand..."

Sun Wukong wanted to speak, but Yang Jian didn't give him a chance. He continued, and the coldness of the wall penetrated to the bone marrow: "So I believed it, but I stopped believing it after a long time. Many things may become boring after a long time."

Those golden pupils shone with dazzling light, and he answered him firmly and sincerely: "Then let me tell you, Yang Jian, I, Monkey King, can give you the kind of love you want, and it can last for 500 years. I will give you many more 500 years."

"You're just lonely under this mountain."

"Then I'll tell you too, you just don't love her."

"Is it?"

"Yes, ask your heart. You married her just to repay your kindness, and it has nothing to do with love."

"maybe."

"I don't know how to express my feelings for you. I know that this kind of feeling is not a brother, not a relative. Maybe it is really like the answer that person gave me. My feelings for you have nothing to do with you. I just treat you as me. I love you for all of my life."

"When you get out of this mountain, I will wait for your promise. I will help you."

Listening to Yang Jian's words, Sun Wukong lowered his head: "Sometimes I feel that I don't deserve to love you. I want to keep you behind, but you always stand in front of me."

"No, we are shoulder to shoulder."

The lips and teeth mingled again, without evasion, without rejection, and with a slight response, and it was this response that made his heart almost jump out, as if it wasn't his own.

Yang Chan came out of the mountain, sent Xiao Tiangou away, secretly looked at the two people in the cave, hid there and smiled gratifiedly.

Yang Jian calmed down his mood, and when he came out, he saw the girl who was snickering, how long had it been since he smiled like this, Yang Jian stepped forward, stroked the girl's head, and said with a doting smile: "What's the matter, you're so happy .”

Yang Chan smiled and said, "I saw it."

Yang Jian couldn't help but blushed and lost his voice.

"Since that day, Second Brother, I haven't been like this for a long time. Since Second Brother met Sun Wukong, he seems to have returned to the second brother of the year. Maybe Monkey King really likes Second Brother. When you are not around, he I keep asking me what you like, knowing that you like noodles, and even asking me for advice, cooking for you, who knows that Monkey King, who is extremely smart, has failed in cooking. Haha." Yang Chan saw Yang Jian wanted to say something, so he said it first: "Even if it's two men, love is love. One is a god and the other is a human being. Regardless of the taboo, we must be together. , but never regretted it.”

"Is this lust or love?" Yang Jian asked.The Queen Mother of the West told him that it is just a kind of desire of human beings, and all affection and love in the world are just dreams after human desires, which are unrealistic and untouchable.So his mother was wrong.

"Ok?"

"Are we belonging to lust or so-called love?"

Yang Chan understood what the second brother meant, and replied: "Love includes desire, but desire does not include love. Father and mother are love, love each other, and Monkey King is love. So, what does second brother do to Monkey King?"

"Brother." Yang Jian replied without thinking.

"Brothers are hugs, talking over wine, going through fire and water, but they don't feel like kissing."

Yang Jian remained silent.

"Second brother, I'm leaving."

Yang Jian watched that figure gradually disappear from his sight.

Yang Chan was wearing a milky yellow dress, leaning against the peach blossom tree in Huashan, sighing silently: "When will I meet a person like that."

Looking up, a scholar who seems to have lost his way is in a trance at the other end of the peach blossom forest.