Altar of Infinity

Jiang Jichu did not lie.

When he painted "Ask Mountains and Seas", he was surprised, "Ask Mountains and Seas" was far from his previous artistic conception.

He likes to use ink lines as the main part, pursues charm, and leaves more blank space in his paintings, but the blank space in "Ask Mountains and Seas" is uncharacteristically lonely. over the shoulder.

He clearly loves his parents. Although he is not good at words, he still has close friends. His family is rich and successful in his studies, and he doesn't need to worry about his livelihood. Why did he draw "Ask Mountains and Seas".

Although he had some doubts about "Ask the Mountain and Sea", he couldn't find the reason after thinking about it, and he didn't get too entangled.

Until the recently painted painting.

The picture of two men hugging and kissing.

Just like "Ask the Mountain and Sea", it should not have been written by him.

"Sounds interesting."

Hearing Xie Ji's words, Jiang Jichu lightly shook the small metal spoon in his hand, and the coffee that reflected his face fainted immediately.

Xie Ji: "Will those of you who study art have that kind of no-self state?"

Xie Ji was always smiling when talking to him.

Maybe Xie Ji didn't smile, but his naturally slightly raised lips gave him the feeling that he was smiling.

An elusive inspiration suddenly emerges at this moment.

Jiang Jichu also thought about the mysterious "selfless state", but he painted too many landscapes, and "Ask Mountains and Seas" can explain it, but the one by the sea completely deviated from his cognition.

I should have seen that scene before, Jiang Ji thought.

Because I have seen it before, I can draw it exactly.

And one of the two blank faces seems to be very suitable for drawing Xie Ji.

Jiang Jichu didn't answer Xie Ji's question, but asked abruptly, "Do you like men?"

Since Xie Ji was single, his relatives and friends had never doubted his sexual orientation, but it was the first time they met him and asked him so abruptly.

In particular, it was Jiang Jichu who was being pestered by Li Tianheng who asked him.

Li Tianheng is not taboo about meat and vegetables, but he also has a bit of demeanor. If Jiang Jichu wasn't gay, he wouldn't stalk him.

Jiang Jichu obviously realized something was wrong after the words came out: "I didn't mean that, I wanted to ask..."

He didn't know how to explain it, did he want to ask Xie Ji if he kissed a man on the seaside where the lightning flashed and thundered?

Xie Ji did not let go of Jiang Jichu's panic: "What do you want to ask?"

Jiang Ji made up his mind at the beginning: "Did I meet Mr. Xie somewhere?"

Xie Ji suddenly.

That unknown sense of familiarity sometimes disappears, and in the end it is just a question, have they met somewhere.

Because there is only a glimpse, it is forgotten in a corner of the memory, and over time it is mixed and distorted by other pictures, so that when they meet again, no one can tell whether they really met each other or some kind of A lingering hallucination that is hard to put into words.

Perhaps his hesitation gave Jiang Jichu confidence, the young man's quiet face changed, and there was an earnestness in his tone that he hadn't even noticed.

"Rainy night, thunder, sea."

"Mr. Xie, have we met?"

Xie Ji's hesitation subsided after hearing the three elements.

He made sure that he didn't have the habit of running to the beach to wait for the lightning to strike on a thunderstorm night.

Xie Ji: "Probably not."

Jiang Jichu couldn't hide his disappointment, he scooped out a piece of strawberry halberd with a spoon, and was even more disappointed after tasting it.

This one doesn't taste right either.

The young man has always shown little expression, but Xie Ji seemed to see the young man's drooping canine ears through that indifferent face.

It made him feel itchy.

Xie Ji: "Not to your taste?"

Jiang Jichu: "Too bland."

Xie Ji glanced at the strawberries exposed in the pan, and remembered the mistake of cooking this morning: "I just made the same strawberry pan today, and it is still in the refrigerator. It tastes sweet."

Jiang Jichu raised his head.

There are obvious hints hidden in Xie Ji's words, he has met too many invitations, some of which are dirty, but Xie Ji is calm and natural, as if he can see his disappointment, and simply wants to resolve it for him.

It may be that the coffee shop has changed to a lingering light music, or it may be that the mottled light falls into Xie Ji's smiling eyes, and the heart feels like being caressed by a feather for a moment.

They only knew each other's names, they hadn't talked in depth yet, and it was too early to invite them into the house.

Xie Ji understood, but he still said it.

Jiang Jichu: "Mr. Xie still makes desserts?"

Xie Ji: "When I was studying abroad, I thought the food was not good, so I liked to do it myself."

"Mr. Xie is versatile." Jiang Jichu tightened his fingers holding the spoon, "I don't know if I have this honor."

Xie Ji is well versed in social rules and knows that his words are somewhat risky, but Jiang Jichu accepts them.

He raised his lips: "It's my honor."

The coffee had run out, and Jiang Jichu followed Xie Ji to his feet. To be honest, he was a little afraid that Xie Ji would rush to pay the bill like some people.

But Xie sent him enough respect and just stood there, which made his favorability with people rise a bit.

At the moment when the two were about to leave their seats, Xie Ji's cell phone rang.

Xie Ji: "What's the matter?"

Jiang Jichu had no intention of eavesdropping, but a few words still came out through the speaker, and he knew that this dessert would not be finished.

Sure enough, Xie Ji said to him apologetically after hanging up the phone: "The company is in a hurry."

Jiang Jichu: "It's okay."

He felt a sense of loss that he couldn't explain, but adults always have things to do, not to mention that Xie Ji was in charge of such a big Xie family, he understood.

Jiang Jichu took the car keys and wanted to leave, but suddenly a pair of sunglasses were placed on the bridge of his nose.

The sky and the earth darkened in an instant, in order not to hurt him, Xie Ji deliberately moved closer, and even his breathing was entangled for a short time, even though blocked by the glasses, his handsome facial features were still not affected in the slightest.

"I think it's time for your car film to be replaced. You should wear it when you go back."

Xie Ji's sunglasses were too big for him, so he pushed them up subconsciously: "Mr. Xie didn't drive, why did he wear sunglasses?"

He saw Xie Ji's figure froze, but he continued smoothly: "The sun is bright today."

Jiang Jichu: "Shall I send Mr. Xie to the company?"

Xie Ji: "No, the assistant is here to pick me up, it's almost here, please drive carefully on the way back."

The matter came really suddenly, Xie Ji had to exchange communication methods with Jiang Jichu, and went to the company to deal with business first.

It was late at night after this busy work, and it was not appropriate to look for Jiang Jichu again, so I had to express my apologies and wait until another day when I was free to make an appointment again.

By the time Xie sent home, it was already early nine o'clock.

He went to take a shower first, and the clear water flowed through his solid muscles, slid down the floor along the curve of his legs, entered the sewer together with his work, and disappeared without a trace.

Xie Ji wiped off the water droplets on his face, raised his head and exhaled, changed his clothes, and walked out of the bathroom with a towel on his head.

After having a cup of coffee with Jiang Jichu in the afternoon, he collected a lot of information about Jiang Jichu, but a new question came up.

"Ask the Mountain and Sea" was still on the table in the living room, he dried his hair and walked over.

Jiang Jichu was indeed an ordinary person who just came out of the ivory tower and was obsessed with art, but they might have seen it before the hasty side of the dinner yesterday.

But with Jiang Jichu's temperament and appearance, if he had seen it, he shouldn't have no impression at all, and Jiang Jichu only had the "feeling" of seeing it, so he couldn't be sure that he had actually seen it.

Is it because the occasion where they met was so strange that both sides left only a vague impression, or...

Xie Ji thought of the talisman paper Yang Yuan gave him, holding the trust in his own cousin, he put the talisman paper next to his pillow as he said before going to bed, and fell into a deep sleep not long after.

Then Xie Ji, who usually sleeps very well, had a dream.

A psychologist with mixed reputation has said that dreams are a distorted collection of fragments of the real world.

Xie Ji had probably been thinking about the "rainy night, thunder, sea" that Jiang Jichu said, and dreamed of a similar scene.

On a dark night with heavy clouds, the seaside is stormy with violent storms, and lightning roars to illuminate the night sky, as if to overturn the world.

And he was standing in the sea, and the wet and cold sea water covered his thighs. Even in his dream, he could feel the pain caused by the wounds on his body, as well as the hypothermia caused by the loss of blood.

In his arms is a young man whose face cannot be seen clearly, but who inexplicably thinks it should be pleasing to the eye. In terms of posture, he used his arms to forcibly hold him in his arms, and he also stroked the young man's wet forehead hair with his hands, and kissed him intimately. Kissed down.

He seemed to like the young man very much, and the two kissed for a long time amidst the storm and thunder, then he held him in his arms and walked towards the villa on the beach.

Then the scene changed suddenly, and came to a bedroom with only a small night light on.

He pinched a thin//thin//white waist with both hands, and the small mole in the middle of his thumb was as bright as fire.

As if he was in a warm spring, he felt extremely comfortable and went straight to the top of the sky. Contrary to him, the young man with his back to him deliberately suppressed his voice, only occasionally couldn't help letting out a few broken syllables, like is crying.

He turned the young man over to face him as if doing evil, the young man couldn't help but screamed, and quickly covered his mouth with his arm.

Xie Ji finally saw the young man's face clearly at this moment.

It's Jiang Jichu...

The cold and indifferent young man in the daytime is short of breath at this moment, the tails of his eyes are // red, and the phosphorous light in his pupils is extinguished, so flirtatious that he does not seem human.

And he forcibly pulled over Jiang Jichu's two arms and pressed them on the pillow, then leaned over and pressed them down, giving Jiang Jichu almost no room to move. It was obviously a posture of complete control//, but he was gentle on Jiang Jichu's side The neck was kissed.

Jiang Jichu confessed to him intermittently: "I...was wrong, I never...don't dare again...Xie Zhi...I...I will never hide it from you again!"

But Jiang Jichu's pitiful appearance did not win sympathy, he said: "Change the way of admitting mistakes, such as calling two nice ones."

Jiang Jichu bit his already red//swollen lower// lip, and he opened it with his thumb.

"elder brother……"

"elder brother……"

"I was wrong...brother..."

Xie Ji woke up suddenly.

Although Mr. Xie has been pure-hearted and ascetic for more than 20 years, he is a man after all.

But no matter how man is, he has never had such... a dream of bullying others.

Yes, he thinks that Jiang Jichu is not bad, and he has such a good impression. The problem is that they have only known each other for two days!

Is this normal?

This is not normal!

He looked down at the bulging piece of the quilt, suddenly thought of something, and moved his eyes to the talisman paper beside the pillow.

Xie Ji cursed in a low voice, picked up his cell phone and called Yang Yuan.

The one over there still hasn't woken up: "Hello?"

Xie Ji: "What talisman paper did you give me?"

Yang Yuan laughed instantly: "Where are you bewitched, it's clearly the cycad tree blooming in one's arms//Spring, how about it, is the talisman paper easy to use?"

Xie Ji clenched his phone tightly, trying to make his voice sound amiable: "Where are you now, I want to treat you to breakfast."

Yang Yuan: "We brothers, why are you being polite, hang up, I'll sleep again!"

Xie Ji was silent for a moment, got up and took a shower.

After breakfast and before driving to work, he guessed that his aunt had woken up and sent the edited text message.

They were all matchmakers that his mother introduced to him before. Since he didn't need it, he should give it to his close cousin.