aren't we rivals

Qingshan Temple is an ancient temple with a history of nearly a hundred years. Qingfeng Mountain was almost half abandoned before it was developed.

The small courtyard where Shigong lives now was also built later, and the internal layout still retains the architectural style of ancient temples. There are no so-called single rooms in the basic wing room, and the beds are not wooden beds, but open beds similar to the Northeast Kangtou.

Ever since Master Shigong entered the temple to practice, the wing room next to the tea room belonged to Meng Chi and Yang Zile.Every year they come to live here for a period of time, sometimes they go to the countryside to collect tea, and sometimes they just come to visit their master.

Meng Chi followed Yang Zhengfeng into the school and learned art, but his master also taught him a lot.Master's temperament is that the older he gets, the more jumpy he gets. Even when he is teaching, he always has a smiling face and makes a few jokes from time to time, which is completely opposite to Yang Zhengfeng's serious and rigid style.So it was easier for Meng Chi to relax in front of him, he could occasionally be naughty and make trouble like a child, and respect and love him without being afraid.

Before coming here, Meng Chi had called his master, so the quilts had been washed and dried. When he entered the temple to put his luggage, Meng Chi had consciously laid out his bedding. Give him your bedding, and take out the bedding that belongs to Yang Zile from the cabinet and spread it on.

"Are you okay if you don't go down the mountain? No class tomorrow?" Meng Chi asked while busy.

"Tomorrow is a rest day, and the students are on vacation." Yu Tingzhi didn't stand still, took out the sheet and started stuffing the quilt inside, and asked casually, "Do you really want me to go?"

"That's not what I mean, I'm afraid you won't be used to being in the temple." Meng Chi glanced at him, thinking that his movements were slow, so he took the quilt from his hand and put it on in a few strokes up.

"No, since you can stay, so can I." Yu Tingzhi said.

Meng Chi laughed and said nothing more.

In modern society, science and technology are advanced. Even on the mountain, air conditioners, water heaters, mosquito repellants and other things are readily available. Moreover, Qingshan Temple does not stipulate the prohibition of eating meat, and the conditions are not bad. Otherwise, there would not be so many people coming here to practice.Meng Chi's words were just casual.

After dinner, Meng Chi and Yu Tingzhi accompanied their master to watch the evening news before going back to their room to sleep.

Yu Tingzhi didn't have any luggage, so Meng Chi gave him his own change of clothes. Fortunately, Meng Chi always had disposable underwear when traveling, which was a lot more convenient.

When Meng Chi went to wash up, Yu Tingzhi received a call from his grandfather, asking him when he would be back, so he wouldn't miss Mrs. Song's [-]th birthday.Yu Tingzhi roughly calculated the time, and said that he would go back in a few days, and he would not miss it.

After chatting a few more words about family matters, the grandfather asked Yu Tingzhi to call Yu Shu to ask if she would come back, Yu Tingzhi responded, told the grandfather to rest early and hung up the phone.After thinking for a while, he took out his address book and made an international call.

When Meng Chi came back after washing, he happened to see him sitting on the edge of the bed with his mobile phone in his hand, looking at the lights outside the window in a daze, and could vaguely hear a low "beep".Meng Chi didn't speak, until the phone automatically hung up because he wasn't connected, and he asked, "It's so late, who are you calling?"

Yu Tingzhi: "My mother, Grandma Song celebrates her birthday next week, I'll ask her if she will come back."

Meng Chi nodded, and then asked again, "Song Min's grandma?"

"Yes." Yu Tingzhi said, "My grandmother passed away early, and my mother and Grandma Song are very close."

Hearing Song Min mention it, Meng Chi guessed that the Yu and Song families should have a good relationship. Now that Yu Tingzhi said it, it seems that the relationship is not so good, they can be regarded as half relatives.

The call failed once, and Yu Tingzhi didn't try a second time, so Meng Chi found a hair dryer to dry his hair.

When he finished playing, he turned around and saw Yu Tingzhi sitting on the bed with arms folded, looking sideways at the strange graffiti on the white wall.

Meng Chi's pajamas are an off-white cotton long-sleeved T with loose trousers of the same color. Yu Tingzhi is taller than him, so the trouser legs are a little shorter. Sitting like this, a white calf and a well-defined ankle are exposed .

Like those hands with well-defined joints, Yu Tingzhi's insteps also have obvious bone lines, which is quite beautiful.

Probably because he had never seen him wearing this kind of home clothes before, Yu Ting's temperament at this time was warm and soft, becoming soft and amiable, and the warm orange light shone on him, showing a bit of warmth.

Meng Chi turned off the hair dryer and looked away. As soon as he walked to the bed, Yu Tingzhi turned around and asked, "Did you draw this?"

"How do you know?" Meng Chi blurted out, glanced at the very abstract graffiti on the wall, feeling inexplicably embarrassed.

Yu Tingzhi smiled, stretched out his finger and pointed under the largest color block: "You signed it."

Meng Chi took a closer look. The bird is not a bird, and the chicken is not a chicken. Under the graffiti, the word "Meng Chi" is really written crookedly.Although this character is also written like a dog crawling, it is not the character written by the grown-up Meng Chi at first glance, it is probably the masterpiece of Xiao Yang Zile.

"I didn't write this word."

"It's very interesting." Yu Tingzhi looked at the masterpiece with admiration.

"Thank you." Meng Chi climbed onto the bed and burrowed into his quilt, not enjoying being praised at all, "If I hadn't seen your paintings, I would have taken it seriously."

He and Yu Tingzhi shared the same bed, but each had a quilt and a different nest, with a distance of about half a meter between them.Meng Chi didn't lie down in a hurry, but sat against the wall and replied to WeChat messages.

"When did you draw this?" Yu Tingzhi asked.

Meng Chi was thinking while knocking on the phone: "It's been five or six years. At that time, Yang Zile seemed to have just turned ten years old. He was very annoying and couldn't sleep well at night, so I drew this thing to scare him and tell him to be more honest. "

"Can this scare him?" Yu Tingzhi wondered.

Meng Chi glanced back at Yu Tingzhi, thought for a second, and suddenly turned off the bedside light.

Just when Yu Tingzhi was puzzled, he turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone, and then a black shadow in the shape of a bird was cast on the wall, fully occupying half of the wall.

"Isn't this scary?" Meng Chi put his hands in front of the phone, crossed his thumbs, and made a bird shape, imitating birds flapping their wings.

"Yang Zile is a smart kid. I usually can't scare him like this, so I have to come here suddenly when he is sleeping and drowsy, and then use the phone to play two monster roars, and then tell him that if he doesn't go to bed early tomorrow night, The monster will come alive and eat him."

In the darkness, Meng Chi's face became blurred, only a little light was reflected in his pupils. Yu Tingzhi watched, imagining in his mind how he was disturbed by children, holding back his bad intentions to make fun of others, and felt more and more that he was cute.

"Well, scary." He nodded.

His tone was flat and seemed a bit perfunctory. Meng Chi suddenly felt that he was being so stupid, so he withdrew his hand and said "tsk" while turning on the light: "Thank you for your hard work, cooperate with me in acting."

Yu Tingzhi laughed: "Should I call twice, so that the performance will be more vivid."

"Don't, this room is not soundproof, so be careful when Master jumps over and beats you." Meng Chi said, continuing to chat with clients about business.

Yu Tingzhi has never been a gossip person, if the other party does not mention it, he will not take the initiative to learn about the past of others.But now, just seeing something related to Meng Chi's past, he wanted to know the whole picture, how the past he had never seen shaped Meng Chi into what he is today.

Yu Tingzhi's gaze was very light, but in the silent night where there were only lonely men and widows, it was very heavy. It was difficult for Meng Chi not to notice it, and it was also difficult not to care about it. He didn't even bother to compare prices with customers. Persisting, hastily agreed, quit WeChat, and lay down under the blanket.

"It's getting late, go to bed."

Yu Tingzhi nodded, and then lay down too.

The lights went out, and the two of them said good night to each other and closed their eyes.

Everything is silent, only the sound of the warm air from the air conditioner, echoing the patter of rain outside the window.This kind of slight white noise is actually very sleep-promoting. Meng Chi got up early in the first place, and fell asleep after a while.

At this moment, the phone vibrated suddenly, and the obsessive-compulsive disorder broke out. Meng Chi turned sideways and fumbled for the phone, and opened his eyelids.

It was a message from Chen Yan, a photo, and a few inexplicable questions.

[Leniency for confession, strictness for resistance]

【Say, what the hell is going on? 】

Meng Chi clicked on the photo, and found that the people in the photo were none other than him and Yu Tingzhi. It was when he and Yu Tingzhi were walking side by side by Xitang Lake that day.

The timing of the photo capture happened to be the moment when they looked at each other and smiled, the surrounding scene was blurred, only their smiles were clear, which inexplicably added a bit of ambiguity.

Meng Chi: [Where did you get the photo? 】

Chen Yan: [See it in Moments]

Meng Chi immediately understood that it was probably because a student took a random photo and posted it on Moments that day.

[Where did the photos come from? Is the point?The point shouldn’t be what’s going on between you and Teacher Yu]

Meng Chi clicked his tongue in his heart, and replied: [Nothing happened, just happened to meet]

【I believe in your ghost】

【Last time, I thought you two had a problem】

[You still hide it from me now, aren't you a brother? 】

Meng Chi: "..."

Before he could finish typing a line, Chen Yan sent another voice. Meng Chi clicked to convert the text. According to the crappy transferred text, it could be seen that Chen Yan was saying that he was not in the right state when he was eating hot pot that day.

【When I said Song Min wouldn't come, you didn't even move your eyebrows, and the tone you said you were rejected was calm, and you didn't look like you were broken in love at all.On the contrary, it is a lie to say that he is not familiar with Teacher Yu. 】

Just after Meng Chi finished reading, another white frame popped up below, and Chen Yan came to a firm conclusion.

【You are asleep】

Meng Chi: "..."

Well, there is no need to say anything, Chen Yan has already figured out everything in his brain.

[No wonder he told you to eat less spicy food, you really treated him like a zero]

【Awesome】

[It turns out that Teacher Yu likes your style, no wonder]

[wild 0 with cold 1]

【also】

The white frames jumped up one after another, filling the screen, Meng Chi's brain ached from seeing it, what is it all about?

He immediately typed a word and went back: 【Stop! 】

Chen Yan replied with a small expression of shutting up, and started again without stopping for half a minute.

[Sleep, don’t you just sleep, there is something to hide, it’s not ashamed to be 0, it’s over if you’re happy]

Meng Chi didn't tell Chen Yan that he didn't feel ashamed of being zero, but just thought it was an accident, and he wouldn't develop any relationship with Yu Tingzhi, and the two of them would have little chance to contact each other in the future. It is necessary to mention.

Now he didn't feel embarrassed by being punctured by Chen Yan, but he felt that Chen Yan was a little too smart, and he almost guessed the whole picture from Yu Tingzhi's sentence "eat less spicy".

Meng Chi: [I didn't say that being 0 is ashamed]

Chen Yan replied with an emoji of a puppy smiling.

[Tell me, how does it feel to sleep with Tiancai? 】

Meng Chi didn't bother to talk to him, and replied with an emoticon of "get out".

【Row】

[Don't say pull down]

[I'm going to bed, Ye 0 back down]

Meng Chi rolled his eyes, found a middle finger emoji and went back.

After turning off the phone, Meng Chi closed his eyes again, but after Chen Yan's interruption, the drowsiness that had been brewing just now disappeared.

The sound of wind and rain seemed to have weakened, and Meng Chi's ears were filled with the sound of Yu Tingzhi's gentle breathing.

In the darkness, only the outline of Yu Tingzhi could be seen. He was lying flat, the quilt on his chest rose and fell slightly with his breathing, and he seemed to be in a deep sleep.

Meng Chi watched quietly, and Chen Yan's last question popped into his mind.

To be honest, Meng Chi's memory of the sex that night was so deep that he couldn't forget it even if he wanted to, not only because of his pleasure and displeasure, but also because of Yu Tingzhi.

A person who was different from everyone Meng Chi had met.

He is like a picture book.The cover was painted with high mountains and flowing water, poetic and picturesque. Meng Chi looked at it and felt that he was elegant and super-vulgar. Then he opened it with an appreciation of art, only to find that there were wild and unrestrained obscenities and pornographic songs inside.

The impact made Meng Chi feel a little disillusioned, but also unexpectedly surprised.

Yu Tingzhi often speaks outrageously, and Meng Chi doesn't feel disgusted by the few yellow accents he utters, and even makes him distracted.

Just like the phrase "sacrifice for love".

Meng Chi admitted that at that moment, his heart was shaken by these two words.

He didn't know how to describe this kind of Yu Tingzhi, he just felt that he was becoming alive like this, like an exiled immortal who became an ordinary person.

An ordinary person who possesses the seven emotions and six desires and indulges in innocence.

The memory aroused the lust in Meng Chi's heart, and his body began to heat up. Meng Chi lifted the quilt, and silently recited "The important place of Buddhism, pure heart and few desires", trying to calm himself down.

It was useless, in the end he had to move his body, reached out and opened the window a small crack, and the slightly cool cold air came in, cooling him down.

After clearing his mind, Meng Chi just fell asleep by the window, but the next morning, he woke up in Yu Tingzhi's arms.