Thick and gorgeous: a strategy for developing beauty

The door was closed, Chen Ke exposed his face from the hat, and asked, "Did I do something wrong?"

Chen Zhizheng was bending over to slip on his slippers, he was stunned for a moment when he heard his words, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Chen Ke's cautious face, clasped his hands together, and asked him in a low voice.

Chen Zhi took off the hat that was on Chen Ke's head, and there was a thin layer of sweat on it, like a small steamer.

"You did a good job." Chen Zhi squatted down and unzipped the shoes for him, and the pair of big yellow duck cotton slippers came over. He patted Chen Ke's buttocks, indicating that he could go in.

Chen Ke looked down at the exaggeratedly cute slippers under her feet, and was momentarily at a loss for words.

A voice came from behind, "You have to change your cautious temperament, as long as you feel happy, then whatever you do is right."

"But you agreed to give him a gift, will it make you very embarrassed..." Chen Ke twisted his body dully, only asking him, not even taking off his coat.

Chen Zhi sighed helplessly at him, and undressed him as if he was serving a child, "Fortunately, thanks to your persistence today, otherwise the child came back happily and found that we were not there. This must be a big problem for him. Not a small blow."

"Yeah..." Chen Ke stretched out her arms and stared at the sleeves she took off, "I feel so disappointed..."

Chen Zhi rubbed his sweaty head and patted his shoulder, "Come with me."

Chen Ke followed Chen Zhi into his study room. He seldom came in. Although Chen Zhi never forbade him, in Chen Ke's heart, it was a sacred and inviolable place, his forbidden zone.With an inexplicable inferiority complex, he felt that he was a thief who had sneaked into his life.He hesitated at the door of the study, hesitating whether to go in or not.

"Come on, come here." Chen Zhi waved at him.Chen Ke was summoned and walked in slowly.

Chen Zhi's study room is not small. One side of the wall is a huge bookshelf with a lot of books and exquisite handicrafts on it. The large desk is very modern with a computer and stacks of files on it. In the upper left corner, most of the time Chen Zhi uses it to hold video conferences and watch various stock index charts.

However, Chen Zhi walked on the sofa in the other corner, where there was a small table.

Chen Zhi pointed to the table, and said to Chen Ke: "This will be yours from now on."

"Me?" Chen Ke was startled by these words, sweating all over, "What am I doing here..."

"Work with me, or... whatever."

Chen Ke shook her head, "I will interrupt your work."

"No." Chen Zhi patted the space beside him, "When I'm working, as long as you want, you can stay with me here. I bought a lot of interesting comic books, most of which I think are good-looking. , you can take it to see."

Chen Zhi raised his chin to a small bookshelf not far in front of him, and then Chen Ke noticed that the spine of that book was different from most of the other books. It was colorful and taller than other books. smaller.

"Can I watch all of those?"

"Not only those, but all of them are fine, but only these are more interesting." Chen Zhi pointed to the farthest piece, "There are textbooks I used when I was in college, many of them are original English books, which are very expensive. "

Chen Ke laughed, it was hard for him to expect to hear the word "expensive" from Chen Zhi's mouth.

Chen Zhi noticed the teasing in his smile, and quickly added, "When I was in college, I had a tough fight with my family for a while, so my dad cut off the financial chain, and I was abroad, so I couldn't open my mouth to borrow money from friends." , I had to go out to work. I remember working three jobs a day when I was the most exhausted, and it took me several months to buy all the textbooks.”

Listening to his words, Chen Ke felt that those thick books also contained stories. He almost looked at them with a solemn expression, only feeling that he had learned another secret of Chen Zhi today. He felt himself one step closer to him.

He is a person who has lived a hard life. Now that he heard about Chen Zhi's past, his voice unconsciously filled with distress, "Those days were hard..."

"I felt bitter at the time, but now that I think about it, it's okay. After all, the real hard days will come later." Chen Zhi put his arm around Chen Ke's shoulders, and said in a misty voice, "Xiao Ke, the bad days will pass, and we will It's getting better and better."

Chen Zhi said a word without thinking, but Chen Ke understood it.

"I believe," he rubbed his head against Chen Zhi's neck, "I just believe in you."

Didn't Chen Zhi hear this kind of words in the [-] years before, but never once did he feel so moved like today, the feeling of being relied on made him know that he was so important in a person's heart , It is so important that even if the torrent of fate is so fast and the road ahead of life is so bumpy, it is worth a try.

Chen Zhi saw that the sweat on his head was almost gone, so he took out a very delicate wood carving from the corner of the bookshelf, the size of a palm, but the villain on it was lifelike, although Chen Ke had never seen it, but from that Speaking of such a proud color, he knew that this thing must be worth a lot of money.

Chen Zhi took out a large packing box from a drawer, wrapped the things well, and then took Chen Ke downstairs to deliver gifts.

Chen Ke had never visited anyone before, and he was very nervous facing this closed door.

The doorbell rang lightly, and after two rings, it was opened from the inside. It was a very handsome man.

Even Chen Zhi was a little surprised, and he couldn't help but cautiously said, "Hello...it seems that I may have gone wrong..."

Chen Zhi subconsciously wanted to take a step back to look at the house number, but a child's voice inside pulled him back.

"Big Brother!" The man gave up half of his body, watched the little leopard-like boy jumping towards him, and said happily to him, "Dad! Dad! This is the big brother I told you about!"

The man had just heard him talk about it, and when he met the characters, he said politely: "Please come in."

This man looks very young, he seems to be about the same age as Chen Zhi, but judging from his six or seven-year-old son, it makes people feel that he should be older.

"Too disturbing, this is a gift." After speaking, Chen Zhi gave the well-packed box to the boy. The boy raised his big eyes and looked at the man questioningly. Encouraged to tear it apart.

The light in the man's house is bright, and the light at the entrance is slightly yellowish, but it just happens to be suitable for the color of the wood after pulping.

Looking at the lifelike wood carvings, the little boy opened his mouth wide in amazement, and a smile seemed to flow from his eyes.

When the man saw it, his expression turned pale, "This is too precious."

"You are welcome." Chen Zhi stood at the door and did not go in. Instead, he looked at the man with a smile, and then stretched out his hand and said, "Chen Zhi. This is me..." He intentionally left an intriguing pause in front of the man, After a flash of enlightenment flashed across the man's eyes, he continued, "My brother, Chen Ke."

The man had already understood something in just a few seconds, but he didn't show any surprise. Instead, he held the hand back with ease, "Song Shichu. That little guy is my son."

The boy didn't miss a word during the play. Hearing his father talking about him, he introduced himself loudly, "My name is Song Ping'an!"

The man nodded, and said to Chen Zhi: "Thank you for today, come in and sit down."

Knowing that it was not too early, Chen Zhi stopped chatting, "No, let's try another day."

The man didn't hold back too much anymore, but watched as Chen Zhi pulled the boy who was half a head shorter than him upstairs.

Song Ping'an was still playing in the room, even the thick soundproof blanket could not stop his earth-shaking noise.The man's gaze stayed for a moment, then he closed the door.

……

It has been snowing for a few days and the door is closed, and it will be a week before the sun shines again.

Less than ten days before the new year, Chen Zhi looked at the blue sky, and suddenly thought of what he had promised Chen Ke earlier.

Take him somewhere.

So the two of them got up early the next day, and Chen Ke was unaware of the next arrangement, so he could only follow others.

Chen Zhi drove the car himself, and Chen Ke sat in the co-pilot. The scenery outside the window was quiet and deep, the snow color was dazed, and the long white reflected the dazzling light in the clear sky. Chen Ke felt eyesore just looking at it.

The road became more and more deviated, and there were fewer ruts on the snow. Chen Zhi asked Chen Ke to close his eyes and rest for a while.

Chen Ke leaned on the seat, closed his eyes, and fell asleep quietly.By the time the car stopped, it was already four hours later, at noon, the loud sound of the engine suddenly stopped, and Chen Ke, who was in a light sleep, was silently dragged back to reality.He opened his eyes slightly, and found that he had arrived in front of a solemn temple.

A young monk in a blue robe was sweeping the snow at the door, and the big broom scratched the snow-covered ground with a "crash" and a "rustling" sound.

Chen Ke looked at the tall and clean temple gate, and broke away from Chen Zhi's hand holding him.

He smiled awkwardly, "I can't enter the Buddhist Pure Land..."

Chen Zhi's gaze penetrated deeply into his soul, and he said, "I am Buddha merciful."

The little monk at the door said nothing, picked up the broom and entered the temple after sweeping the snow, but left an open temple door.

This time Chen Zhi didn't let him break free, and pulled him in with some persistence.

In the past two days, the road up the mountain was not easy to walk, and it was not the day to burn incense, so there were not many people.

The bells and drums were melodious, and it was time for dinner. There was a kind of quietness that could shake the soul in the extremely tidy temple.The burning incense curls up, and the cold winter wind blows, it seems to bring a little gentleness.

Chen Zhi wanted to write a blessing for Chen Ke, so he left him here to walk around at will.

Chen Ke stood silently in the empty temple, watching Chen Zhi's tall and straight figure slowly merge into a solid-colored robe.

His young and thin body swayed slightly in the cold wind, his face was pale, like a cloud of fog.

A slightly older monk passed by, saw his expression, and said to him: "Almsgiver, the world is complicated. If you have any unsolved knots in your heart, you can talk to the Buddha."

Chen Ke asked, "Will the Buddha help me?"

The monk shook his head and said, "The Buddha will forgive you."

Chen Ke looked towards the distance where the shadow had dissipated, feeling a burning heat in his heart that couldn't go away.

For the first time, Chen Ke followed the guidance in his heart and walked to a large hall.The lowered eyebrows and eyes of the Buddha in the hall are compassionate, the lingering fragrance is lingering, and there is the sound of monks beating wooden fish in the distance.

Chen Ke stepped into the hall with his right foot and stayed for a while, then stepped back.

……

Chen Zhi wrote the names of himself and Chen Ke on the red paper in the main hall, and then hung them on the tree according to the monk's instructions.

In fact, Chen Zhi didn't believe this, but for some reason, when the names of the two of them were written on a piece of paper with a very intimate relationship, he felt a little moved.The little red note fluttered in the wind in front of his eyes, and the black names swirled and entangled in the wind.

Chen Zhi looked at it for a while, then stretched out his hand to touch the red inch with the word "Chen Ke" written on it.

When he returned to the place where Chen Ke was left behind, he found that he was no longer there.

Before Chen Zhi's heart could stop, he saw a figure at the entrance of the main hall in the distance.

Chen Ke clasped his hands together and knelt silently outside the futon-covered palace gate, his back bleak.

The big Buddha in the hall was silent in the shadows, watching the boy who dared not enter the door compassionately, as if listening and comforting.

There was a wind blowing, the boy's hair scattered aside, then he bent down and kowtowed silently.

The sky was high and the clouds were light. In the freezing cold at the end of the year, the sun brushed against the eaves and cast an inch of shadow. Chen Ke endured the whole winter with a devout expression.

Standing behind him, Chen Zhi's eyes were moist.

The author has something to say:

This article is estimated to be almost finished, and it will only take a few chapters to write.

Alas... I suddenly realized that I was also moved by a back view at the end of writing.