The King's Altar

At dawn, several people gathered in the living room again, but found nothing.Yuan Mingqing rubbed his temples, patted Chen Yuejin on the shoulder, and sincerely persuaded him: "I don't think I can find it. You go to sleep, and when you wake up, it's just a dream."

Chen Yuejin was deeply stimulated, his eyes were black and his face was pale, he nodded his head stupidly, and floated upstairs like a wandering spirit.

Belle looked at his back worriedly, "Would he be tempted to do something stupid?"

"I can't think about this kind of thing. It's a waste of rations to live, so don't sympathize." Feng Qu squatted in front of the refrigerator and rummaged for food.

"You are abnormal." Yuan Mingqing rubbed his chin and squinted at him, "I thought you would comfort him well."

"Comfort the fart, can you win the lottery by comforting him?" Feng Qu found an apple, lifted his coat, wiped it with the inner T-shirt, brought it to his mouth, took a bite, and took the last remaining apple Bring it too, "I'm going back to bed too."

"Oh, I'm going back." Yuan Mingqing wrapped up a scarf, and as soon as he returned home, he walked out: Damn it, wasting my spring night!

"Stop!" Bei Le washed his face and frowned in the mirror: "Staying up late like this is too damaging to the skin, I need to apply a mask..." He patted Jiang Zhaowei on the head, "Hey! What are you doing? Tidy up the sofa and make room for me to lie on."

Jiang Zhaowei was in a daze in ecstasy, and after being patted awake, he hurriedly picked up a comfortable place, and covered Bai Le with a blanket like a dog's legs: "Master Bai Le, please." He touched his master's butt dishonestly, cursing in his heart: You slut, watch me fuck you to death!

Bei Le lay down comfortably and ordered: "Xiao Ming, give me a shoulder massage."

Feng Qu returned to his room and kicked the door behind him, "Yuejin, are you hungry? Eat an apple."

Chen Yuejin lay on the bed as if dead, and sobbed two words: "No."

"Crying again?" Feng Qu walked over and sat beside him, and wiped his face with a pillow towel: "Okay, don't be sad, it shouldn't be your request and you can't ask for it, just accept your fate."

"It shouldn't be mine. Why did you let me win the prize?" Chen Yuejin wailed: "It's better not to let me win!"

Feng Qu rolled his eyes at Tian, ​​and persuaded patiently: "Just pretend that God is making a joke with you, I know you are sad, but it's useless to be sad, just cry, good boy..."

"I can't accept this reality," Chen Yuejin sobbed, "God is unfair to me! I think being a human is so boring!"

"Okay, okay..." Feng Qu leaned over and hugged him, "Doesn't it matter whether you are interested or not? Come, eat an apple. If you haven't eaten all night, you will have a stomachache."

"Don't eat," Chen Yuejin cried, and pushed the apple away out of breath, "I don't even want to live anymore, so why bother with stomach pain?!"

Feng Qu moved his head and put it on his lap, and said softly: "Don't be silly, before today, there were no [-] million people who could live well, so they won't be able to live in the future?"

Chen Yuejin covered his ears: "I don't want to listen, I feel uncomfortable..."

"Yuejin, don't do this, I promise you won't be so uncomfortable after a while." Feng Qu took a fruit knife, cut off a small piece of apple and tried to feed him, "Ah, open your mouth."

"Don't eat!"

Feng Qu stroked his hair and said in a good voice, "Don't you like apples? Then I'll get you a bowl of noodles?"

"Don't eat!"

"It's already dawn, I'll go to the roadside stall and buy you a bowl of warm wontons?"

"Don't eat, don't eat!"

"Then what do you want to eat?"

"Eat nothing!"

Feng Qu shook his head away and stood up, "Damn it! Shame on you! Have you fucking cried enough?"

Chen Yuejin was surprised: "I'm really sad..."

"There is a limit to being sad! Crying and whimpering, are you a man?" Feng Qu looked at his watch, and the words that he said fell to the ground: "I will give you another ten seconds to cry, ten, nine, eight, seven..."

Chen Yuejin burst into tears: "Isn't it okay for someone not to be a man? I am so sad, but you are still fierce..."

"Three, two, one! Time is up!" Feng Qu pointed to his nose: "Don't cry, if you cry again, I'll beat you to death! Sit up, don't look like you have no bones."

Chen Yuejin hurriedly sat up with hands and feet, straightened his waist, bit the corner of the quilt and murmured with tears in his eyes: "You you you..."

"Try crying again?" Feng Qu raised his fist.

Chen Yuejin snuffed his nose vigorously, bit his lip and endured it for a while, and finally held back his tears.

Feng Qu's eyes softened, and he handed over the apple, "Eat it."

"I do not want to eat."

"Don't eat anything, what do you want to do?" Feng Qu stared.

"I want to die..." Chen Yuejin couldn't help crying when he thought of his tragic experience.

Feng Qu grabbed the fruit knife and tried to stab him: "Is it not easy to want to die? I will help you."

"Ahhh—help——" Chen Yuejin screamed to avoid the knife, curled up in a ball in terror.

Feng Qu dropped the knife, disdainful: "Fuck, why do you call for help if you want to die? Brainless! Give me an apple, if you don't eat it, I will beat you to death!"

Chen Yuejin sobbed a few times with aggrievedness, took a tasteless bite of the apple, and wept silently.Feng Qu sat next to him again with a sinking face, put his arms around his shoulders, and pulled out his long sleeves to wipe his tears and nose.Chen Yuejin leaned his head on the opponent's shoulder and ate the apple absent-mindedly.

The two stayed together in silence for a long time, Chen Yuejin calmed down a little, drooped his eyelids in mourning, and said to himself: "I'm a useless wretch."

"Who said that? Tell me, and I'll beat him for you."

"you said."

A vein twitched on Feng Qu's forehead: "..."

Chen Yuejin sadly reminisces about his worthless life: "I was always at the bottom of the exams when I was young, and I spent money to get into a pheasant university. I don't have a dime deposit, I don't have a manly spirit, and no one falls in love with me... I A real Ruth."

"You are not you, you have other advantages." Feng Qu coaxed him by patting his back, and asked solemnly: "What is Ruth?"

Chen Yuejin answered very seriously: "It means the loser."

Feng Qu corrected more seriously: "That's a loser."

Chen Yuejin became angry from embarrassment, grinned and cried again: "I just said that I am a wimp, I can't even say a single word! You must be making fun of me!"

Feng Qu couldn't bear it anymore, and gave him a slap: "You yourself are wrong, and you still have the face?"

Chen Yuejin was dizzy from the beating, and in embarrassment, he stuffed the apple core into his mouth, spat it out again, covered his face and cried bitterly: "Laugh as you please! Hit as you wish!"

Feng Qu felt that he was about to be driven crazy by the sissy!Whether it was beating or scolding, there was no choice but to act both hard and soft, and said slowly: "I didn't laugh at you. Chen Yuejin wiped off the juice with his hand, "Tell me, you have won a super jackpot once, is it possible to win again in this life?"

Chen Yuejin was in pain, and asked: "How is it possible?"

"Yes, it's impossible, what's the point of buying a lottery ticket?" Feng Qu followed the temptation: "Take this opportunity to quit buying lottery tickets, start a new life down-to-earth, work hard and save some money..."

Chen Yuejin pricked up his ears, with tears on his face full of longing: "We have agreed, I quit buying lottery tickets, and you quit smoking."

"Okay, it's a deal." Feng Qu paused, and said with a smile: "When you become a reliable, responsible and good man, and then find a girl to fall in love with, wouldn't life be better?"

Chen Yuejin's eyes darkened: "I don't want to fall in love..."

"Just now you said that it was a failure to have no one to fall in love with you." Feng Qu's fist was about to move, and he spat: "I'm trying very hard to comfort you, don't you fucking think it's a waste of my saliva."

"Cricket, I know how you are, I know..." Chen Yuejin said with a sad face, "But I don't want to find a girl to fall in love... I, I..."

Feng Qu complained: "What is this talking about? I used to see beautiful girls with bright eyes, but now I don't want to talk to them? Who do I want to talk to? Men? Animals? Insects?"

Chen Yuejin was poked at the sore spot, thinking of his unspeakable secret love, he became more and more sad from it, "Don't worry about it."

"Don't be stingy, tell me."

"I won't tell you!" Chen Yuejin turned to avoid him.

Feng Qu's heart sank, "Do you have someone you like?"

"What's your business? You'll make fun of me and sarcasm me, but I won't tell you." Chen Yuejin crawled to a place one meter away from him to cry.

Feng Qu couldn't pretend to smile anymore, "I promise not to make fun of you, tell me who it is."

"Do not say!"

Feng Qu was a little furious, "Who do you like? Tell me!"

"Don't talk, don't talk!"

Feng Qu picked up the knife: "Don't you dare to try?"

Chen Yuejin was so frightened that he couldn't get the shit out of him: "You, you, you, don't mess around! I, I... I won't say... Ah, don't stab me—don't, help—"

Feng Qu was so angry that his eyes dimmed, he took his collar and pressed it on the pillow, and stabbed it into the pillow: "Do you want to fight hard with me? Tell me, how about I make you like this pillow, do you hear me? explain!"

Chen Yuejin trembled: "I, I, I said, I said..." What did you say?Said that I like you, you are not more angry?Even if you're not angry, don't talk to me anymore!If you ignore me, I don't want to live anymore... "I said... woo... I, I, I like..." After stammering for a long time, Chen Yuejin rode a grass-mud horse and frantically searched for suitable candidates in his mind, but he had a narrow network of contacts. There are only a few people who come and go - wouldn't it be Zhaowei's rival in love to say that he likes Bei Le?Wouldn't it be mentally ill to say that you like Zhao Wei?Delivery uncle?Milkman?Mr. Trash Picker?Aunt who sells buns?Landlady?None of them are reliable!

"Your mouth is still tough." Feng Qu wiped his face with the cold back of the knife, gnashing his teeth, "Isn't it dishonest if you don't get stabbed?"

"No—I like it..." Chen Yuejin lied with a trembling voice: "I like Qingqing!" Only Qingqing is a good person, and it's okay to drag him to blame every time.

Feng Qu let go of the knife, his eyes lost sight, "You said...you're not gay..."

"I, I'm afraid of you, I'm afraid you will look down on me..." Chen Yuejin tugged at the corner of his clothes sadly, and his words of defense were clumsy: "Cricket, my being gay or not doesn't affect our friendship, anyway, it doesn't affect our friendship." like you."

Feng Qu really wanted to cry, but unexpectedly he smiled: "What do you like about him?"

Chen Yuejin observed his expression, and said nonsense: "I like someone, no, I don't need a reason, and I can't say it, Cricket, why don't you make fun of me..."

"I won't laugh at you, I promise I won't." Feng Qu paused his head expressionlessly: Indeed, if you need a reason to like someone, you won't like this damned wimp.

"Don't tell others," Chen Yuejin clasped his hands together in a begging gesture, with a pitiful expression on his face: "It's fine for me to have a secret crush, and I don't even want to live if others find out..."

Feng Qu solemnly swore: "I won't tell anyone."

How absurd and stupid other people's love is, you don't have to understand it, but you can't disrespect it.

Walking outside the door, Feng Qu gently wiped the water from the corners of his eyes, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and went downstairs.