Don't Hit Me [Journey to the West]

Lu Chen's spirit fell into a state of high tension, desperately tugging on the hem of his clothes, and vigilantly surrounded the surroundings, rarely taking a defensive posture.

He stood quietly on the spot, vaguely listening to the thin rustling sound behind him, turned his head suddenly, almost attacked with one hand, but retracted his hand and made a sound of surprise.

"Great Sage? Why are you here?" He breathed a sigh of relief, and walked forward in three steps and two steps. Before he could speak, the whole person was directly embraced by Monkey King, and he habitually stretched out his arms to wrap around Monkey King's waist. "What's the matter, my lord?"

Sun Wukong stared at his eyes with his shoulders, and kept silent for a while, which made Lu Chen's heart tremble. When he opened his mouth to continue asking, the other party suddenly lowered his head and bit his mouth.

"Big, big, big sage?" Lu Chen was stunned, he grabbed the hem of Monkey King's clothes in a daze, his nails were almost embedded in the palm of his hand.

His face was flushed, his ears were almost on fire, but he didn't dare to close his eyes, staring straight at the person in front of him for fear that he would suddenly turn into another monster.

Lu Chen pushed twice but did not push away, but his body was imprisoned even more tightly.

Tears were almost welling up in his eyes, this must not be the Great Holy Lord, he must have encountered a monster, and he must not let the monster take advantage of him.

He exerted strength with his hands, and even used the spells taught by Monkey King, but he still couldn't break free.

Just when he was so anxious that he was about to cry, the voice of the pipa master suddenly came from his ear.

"Little brother."

Lu Chen: "!!!" His mouth was still bitten by the Great Sage, so he couldn't make a sound and couldn't agree.

"This is a dream, a dream deep in your heart."

Lu Chen was taken aback, this was a dream.

He seemed to have fallen asleep just now.

"Of course the Monkey King in front of you is fake, because he is just your dream, something you imagined."

Lu Chen raised his face to look at the face of Monkey King who was close to Chi Chi, it was exactly the same as the real Grand Sage, just thinking about it carefully.

I didn't feel the warm body temperature, the breath sprayed on the cheeks, and the deep starlight in the eyes when I opened my eyes—and I didn't feel the familiar sense of security that I felt comfortable as soon as I got close.

His fingertips trembled slightly, and he was still tightly clutching the hem of the Great Sage's clothes. Is this really a dream?

"You like Sun Wukong." Pipa Jing said.

"No, you're lying." For some reason, Lu Chen panicked and pushed the "Monkey King" away in front of him this time.

He looked at the great saint standing in front of him like a puppet, Lu Chen turned his head and hurriedly looked around to find that annoying pipa spirit who locked himself here and talked nonsense and slandered others.

He shouted loudly: "No, I like Sun Wukong, but not this kind of liking." He reached out and touched his lips. The Great Sage is his idol, how could he expect his idol to kiss him.

He He……

So what should he expect?

"You just like Monkey King. This dream reflects your true inner thoughts. You keep saying that you are reluctant to leave him and want to stay by his side because you like him."

"No, no, you're lying." Lu Chen didn't know what liking was, but he knew that the Great Sage would definitely not like him that way, maybe if he really liked the Great Sage, he would still feel very Trouble, even loathing myself.

Lu Chen grabbed his clothes, lowered his head and kept shaking his head: "No, you are lying."

"I didn't lie to you, you lied to yourself."

"Master!"

Lu Chen woke up suddenly, and raised his face to meet Sun Wu's suddenly enlarged face that made his heart beat faster. After a moment of sluggishness, he quickly screamed, and slammed his body backward: "Ah!"

Monkey King immediately covered his mouth, grabbed his arm, and put his hand on the back of his head: "What's your name?"

Lu Chen lowered his eyelids and looked at Sun Wukong's slender and strong fingers. He never felt that there was anything wrong with his actions before, but this time his face blushed instantly, and he immediately crawled back two steps, leaning against the head of the bed: "No, nothing?"

Monkey King was still packing up his things, he withdrew his hand and asked casually, "Have you had a nightmare again?"

Thinking of the dream just now, Lu Chen was inexplicably guilty, and turned his face to look at the messy bed sheet that he had rubbed and abused: "No, no."

Sun Wukong: "Then what did you call me for?"

Lu Chen blurted out: "Didn't I call you?"

Sun Wukong kept staring at him. Lu Chen's scalp was numb, his palms were covered with sweat, and he rubbed his clothes several times: "It's a dream, a nightmare." He secretly glanced at Monkey King, If he knew about his dream, he would drive him away, it would really be a nightmare.

"A nightmare is a nightmare, why are you still lying?"

Lu Chen immediately retorted: "I'm not lying." After receiving Sun Wukong's cold eyes, he lowered his head and twisted his clothes with his fingers. He will not lie and cannot hide anyone.

I didn't want to add to my mistakes and be accused of lying, so I reluctantly said, "I had a nightmare last night, and you got angry after I told you this morning. I dare not say it."

Monkey King paused, and said after a while, "It's not because you're angry because of nightmares, it's because of something else."

Facing his sudden tenderness, Lu Chen looked at him at a loss, his eyes fell on his long, curly and curled eyelashes.I knew that the Great Sage is handsome before, but I have never observed him so handsome, and he is so gentle.

If what Pipa Jing said was true and that dream reflected his truest thoughts, then there is nothing wrong with him falling in love with the Great Sage.After all, how could such an excellent person get along day and night, how could he not like it?

Lu Chen: "!" Feeling his beating heart, he really fell in love with the Holy Father!I still like it very much!

It’s just—the Great Holy Father wants to learn the Western Scriptures, and he has to do a lot of things. My liking will definitely cause trouble for him.

Lu Chen had never encountered a particularly difficult thing, this time he felt as if he was standing at a fork in the road of difficult choices in life.

If he goes to the left, he may hit a snag and arouse the disgust of the great saint. If he goes to the right, he can only fall in love silently. It should be very hard, but at least he can accompany the great saint until the end of his journey to the West.

He had no choice but to accept it passively.

Lu Chen has never been in love, not even enlightened.He almost fell asleep all the way in the short ten years.

So when he knew for the first time that he liked someone, or someone who would never be possible, he was at a loss.

First of all, he didn't know how to get along with the great saint.

Thinking back on his previous actions now - pulling, hugging and touching anytime and anywhere, Lu Chen flattened his mouth unobtrusively, it seems that he has already fallen in love with the Great Sage without knowing it.

Sun Wukong saw that he didn't bluff like he used to. Instead, he looked calm and silent as if he was thinking about important events. His eyes twitched and he didn't speak.

"Yeah." Lu Chen avoided it in a panic.

Sun Wukong hung his hands in the air, seeing his fear of avoiding him, he paused.

Feeling guilty, Lu Chen jumped off the bed in a panic, not even daring to look at Sun Wukong, hurriedly put on his shoes and shouted: "Great Sage, I'll go to Tangtang's room to see how he is doing."

After talking about the shoes, he didn't put on his shoes, and disappeared in a short trot.

Sun Wukong looked at the open door, pursed his lips and showed a dignified expression on his face. After thinking about it, he packed up the small baggage first, and snapped his fingers to find Pipa Jing.

Little idiot - dreaming again?

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Lu Chen hooked up his shoes indiscriminately, and didn't even have time to stop to tidy up his shoes. He ran all the way to Tang Seng's room without looking back as if he was running away.

He sat panting at the table in Tang Seng's room.

"Tangtang, I made a serious mistake." He lay on the table, propping his chin with both hands and cross-eyed at the teacup in front of him.

Tang Seng was sorting out the few Buddhist scriptures he had read before going to bed, when he heard this, he raised his head: "What's wrong?"

Lu Chen didn't tell him: "You monks don't understand."

"The monks don't understand? Could it be that they are trapped by love?" Zhu Bajie pushed open the door without saying hello, followed by Sha Wujing with a foolish smile.

"What, you are talking nonsense!" Lu Chen almost jumped up when he was poked at the center, and hurriedly retorted, but his tone and expression were not convincing at all, on the contrary, it was more like verifying Zhu Bajie's statement.

Tang Seng twitched his eyebrows when he heard the words, put down the work in hand, sat at the table, touched his face and asked carefully: "Do you have someone you like?"

This should be considered yes, Lu Chenyou sighed: "So what if there are people I like, I just fell in love with someone I shouldn't like."

Zhu Bajie snorted coldly, sat down next to him and gave Sha Wujing a look that you understood: "The only thing you can do is whether you like it or not. How can you like it or not?"

Drifting then nodded, quickly poured a cup of tea and handed it to Zhu Bajie: "Yes, yes."

Lu Chen glanced at the two of them lazily, but couldn't hold back his breath to refute, seriously unhappy: "You don't understand, he won't like me."

Zhu Bajie was determined to confront him to the end, pouring down a bowl of tea, Sha Wujing always wanted to reach out and pat him on the back: "How do you know he won't like you without trying?"

Lu Chen ignored him, and looked at Tang Seng sadly: "Tangtang, who do you like?"

Tang Seng recited a Buddhist title: "The poor monk likes all living beings."

Lu was silent, Xiao Xiao rolled her eyes and said nothing.

To a certain extent, Tang Seng is right.

But he is different from himself.

I like the Grand Sage, it's... that kind of unspeakable liking.

It’s not the liking that he understands, it’s just that he definitely doesn’t understand.

annoying.

This is how to do ah.

Lu Chen held his chin in both hands, stared feebly at the complicated patterns on the teacup in front of him, and sighed several times.

Tang Seng asked him: "How do you know that he won't like you, or that he can't like you?"

Lu Chen was taken aback for a moment, his brows were furrowed and he was thinking about an important matter.

Is the great sage a Buddhist? If he is, then he can't like people. If not, then he won't like himself either. After all, he is Monkey King, Monkey King.

As for myself—well, let’s not mention it.

After thinking about it, Lu Chen became even more depressed, lying on the table dejectedly, unwilling to lift his head up.

First love, secret love, it's over!

It was as if there was a kitten's paw in my heart, and the sharp nails scratched my heart, itching, mixed with soreness, swelling and pain.

Tang Seng pursed his lips and stroked his hair: "Buddhism pays attention to the word fate. Since you like him, there must be a reason why you like him. Then you two are destined. Since there is fate, why not talk about it."

Is there a fate? If there is no fate, he will not be brought here by the bone spirit for no reason.

Lu Chen's eyes lit up, then dimmed in an instant: "But I'm afraid he'll ignore me just like that."

Tang Seng smiled: "Since that's the case, there is no destiny, so you can't force it. But you have fought for it anyway, and you have no regrets."

Zhu Bajie said speculatively at the side: "That is, if you just give up and regret it later, you won't be able to sleep well."

Feeling that these words were not too threatening, Zhu Bajie sneered, and then said: "If you are rejected, you will be sad for a while at most, but if you don't say it, you can guarantee that you will definitely let him go. Or have you always treated him as an ordinary friend? Wouldn't you be reconciled? Don't you always have the idea that it would be fine if you told him before?"

Zhu Bajie said no for several times, which made Lu Chen dizzy. After listening to the whole process, anyway, as long as he doesn't confess, he will regret his whole life, and even die with regret.

He also wanted to confess, but he was afraid that he would not be able to be a lover, not even a friend.

Great Holy Lord—no matter how good he is, he can't bear the coveting of the people around him like this.

Lu Chen leaned on the table: "Do you really want to make it clear, but he will definitely not like me, what if he is driven away."

"Ahhh, never mind, anyway, he wants me to follow him, even if I don't like it, I have to follow him forcefully, otherwise just let him hit me with a golden cudgel a few times and send me home, anyway, I will go home in the end .”

Lu Chen stood up abruptly, made a cheering gesture for himself, raised his face and nodded emphatically at Tang Seng: "Tangtang, thank you."

After speaking, he ran back to the room quickly, thinking in his heart that he must find a suitable time to speak out.Even if you don't understand, you must pray to the Great Sage not to blow yourself away.

Tang Seng didn't understand at all what he said about going home and not going home, but seeing him suddenly cheer up, he cheered up brightly, with a smile in his eyes.

Zhu Bajie glanced at Tang Seng, and asked lazily and unwillingly: "Master is a Buddhist!"

Tang Seng blinked his eyes: "But your six senses are still quiet, if you can find a more suitable place to put you, I think everyone will be happy."

Rest assured, your life will be more comfortable.

Zhu Bajie sat slumped on the stool, his pink and tender face was wrinkled, and his voice was weak and weak: "But that is, my wife."

On the one hand, Sha Wujing didn't hear what he said clearly, just looked at his slightly frowning appearance, and immediately came over with his tail wagging, and squatted down: "Second senior brother, do you want to eat sweet-scented osmanthus crisps? I just made them and they are still hot." Woolen cloth."

"Eat!" Zhu Bajie took a look at Sha Wujing's sharp-edged face, but as long as he looked at his eyes, he immediately looked stupid, a little disgusted, grabbed the food domineeringly, stuffed it all into his mouth, puffed his cheeks, "Is there any jujube cake from yesterday?"

Sha Wujing nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, it's just a little cold, or... I'll take it to warm it up."

Zhu Bajie was impatient: "Why is it so hot? My daughter-in-law ran away with others. I'll eat something to calm the fire, but you still keep me waiting!!"

Sha Wujing scratched his forehead and smiled stupidly: "That's good, that's good, I'll get it, second senior brother, don't be angry, drink some hot tea."

Tang Seng's eyes twitched, he turned around and went back to organize the Buddhist scriptures.