Altar of Infinity

When Jiang Jichu woke up, it was already early the next morning.

He opened his eyes in a daze, still a little dizzy.

Snow-white ceiling, soft bedding, and... a faint fragrance.

Jiang Jichu sat up from the bed with propped up arms, this is not his own home.

It took him a few seconds to organize his memory.

Yesterday he was lured to Xie Ji's house, and stayed there in a daze. Later, he wanted to discuss things with Xie Ji, but because he saw "Ask the Mountain and Sea", a lot of strange inspirations hit his mind, and he fell into a coma.

inspiration!

Jiang Jichu's eyes were full of joy, he was like a fish running in the desert, unable to draw a single line, but now he seemed to be back in the sea, full of inspiration!

What hit your mind yesterday?

Jiang Jichu tried to recall, he thought it would be the same as other pictures in that memory, but he still couldn't remember, only abundant inspiration kept surrounding him.

He climbed to the end of the bed and looked at "Ask the Mountain and the Sea" on the wall.

I didn't expect Xie Ji to hang it in the bedroom...

"woke up?"

The person who was thinking about it appeared at the door of the bedroom, and the smell of food came along with it.

Xie Ji came to the bed and sat down, touched Jiang Jichu's forehead with the back of his hand: "No burn."

Jiang Jichu: "Last night..."

Xie Ji: "Last night you suddenly fell into a coma, but your signs were all normal. I called the doctor home. The doctor said that you didn't have a good rest and your mind was depressed. You will be fine after two more days of rest."

Jiang Jichu lowered his head: "I'm bringing trouble to Mr. Xie."

Xie Ji rubbed the back of Jiang Jichu's neck: "It's nothing troublesome, it just gave me a shock, all right, get up and eat something, I cooked porridge."

He was about to get up after he finished speaking, but when he was halfway up, Jiang Jichu grabbed his arm.

Jiang Jichu knelt on the bed, still wearing his oversized white shirt, holding his arm with one hand, quietly looking up at him with lighter colored pupils.

The young man was in a coma for a whole night, and he was inevitably a little sick. The indifference that had been hanging on his face for a long time was reduced by the sickness. He didn't use any strength to pull him, but instead showed a rare obedience.

Jiang Jichu: "Why is Mr. Xie so kind to me?"

Xie Ji felt a strange sense of familiarity from Jiang Jichu's words.

Then he quickly realized that Jiang Jichu was trying to have a showdown with him, and he could take this opportunity to ask Jiang Jichu if he also found the missing memory.

But he just sat back on the bed: "Everyone treats you very well. Last night, your cousin, cousin, and friends sent messages to find you, and my cousin called you. I told him that you are here. Rest, do you want to reply to a message first?"

Jiang Jichu didn't care about the mobile phone handed to him, and looked at him without blinking: "It's different."

"You treat me well, which is different from others."

Xie Ji: "What's the difference?"

"You said, it's not parents and friends." Jiang Jichu paused, "Xie Ji...Did I ever like you?"

Mr. Xie, who is not polite, except for Jiang Jichu subconsciously calling out his name when he heard the movement of the bed from a half-dream and half-awake state that night, this was the first time he called Xie Ji's name in a waking state.

The last layer of cover that was as thin as a cicada's wings was torn off, and the two sat facing each other, close enough to breathe entangled, but there was a memory that could not be falsified in between.

All the past rolled silently in the deep sea, the sediment was swept upward by the torrent, and the bubbles rose to the sea surface to burst and roar.

Like a pot of boiling hot water, the lid of the pot collided violently with the body of the pot, and it was about to be thrown off, but the invisible force was like the cold rainstorm that night, and even the flames were extinguished together.

The inflated balloon did not explode, but the end was quietly untied, and when it came to the mouth, the mixed and leaked gas fell heavily back into the chest cavity, almost clogging the heart.

"I don't know." Xie Ji said.

Jiang Jichu revealed an unconcealable disappointment.

However, the storm in the sea was getting weaker, and the moment before the calm returned, Xie Ji took Jiang Jichu's hand from holding his arm and held it tightly. He said firmly, "But I must have liked you."

That's why he allowed Jiang Jichu to enter his territory, and in his dream he showed an extraordinary desire to possess and control, wishing to lock people within the visible range of his naked eyes.

That's why he bought "Ask the Mountain and Sea" in the dark, and met Jiang Jichu again in the vast crowd after meeting each other face to face.

If there is such a thing as fate, then there must be a fateful connection between them.

Even if the past is stripped away and the memory is lost, the hands will be clasped as they are now.

Jiang Jichu felt the heat from his palm.

For more than 20 years, he has lived on the road of flowers covered with love and praise, but it seems that he has only stepped on the ground at this moment.

From Xie Ji's eyes, he saw a pool of lake water, with golden fragments intertwined on it to create a magnificent warm color.

The tightly closed shell opened a narrow gap, and Jiang Jichu met Xie Ji's focused gaze and slowly said, "I had a dream."

Xie Ji: "What dream?"

Jiang Jichu: "I dreamed that we were watching the sea on the beach and chatting in the bedroom."

Xie Ji: "..."

Xie Ji suppressed a smile: "Is the sea beautiful?"

Jiang Jichu nodded.

Xie Ji: "What did you talk about?"

Jiang Jichu: "Not very nutritious."

Xie Ji recalled that there was indeed no nutritious dialogue in a sense.

Now that it has been said, no matter what the relationship was in the past, they are all comrades tied to the same boat now.

Xie Ji didn't dismantle Jiang Jichu, because he was afraid that the newly built boat would capsize.

Xie Ji: "I found out here..."

"bell--"

The phone by the bed suddenly rang.

It was Jiang Jichu's cell phone.

Jiang Jichu went over to answer the phone.

"Hey, cousin... well, I'm at a friend's house... Grandpa?...Okay, I see... No, I came by car."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Jichu said to Xie Ji: "My grandfather has come to Z city, I have to pick him up."

Xie Ji: "Come to celebrate your birthday?"

Jiang Jichu: "Well, the plane is about to land, and my cousin asked me to pick it up together."

Gu Linxi is old, and he came all the way to Z City for Jiang Jichu's grandson, which shows his love for Jiang Jichu.

Xie Ji patted Jiang Jichu on the shoulder: "Go ahead, take the buns with you and eat them when you go downstairs."

The elder who loves Jiang Jichu came to Z City specially, Xie Ji couldn't hold him back, so we had to discuss other matters at another time.

He pulled Jiang Jichu up from the bed, and the two went to the restaurant together.

In the bedside table not far away, two talisman papers were reduced to ashes.

·

Work and the past didn't bother Xie Ji, he still remembered the promise to go to the concert with Xie Quan tonight.

After six o'clock, the two had dinner at home and drove to the stadium in the city center.

Xie Quan has liked Simo for a long time. The concert is coming soon, and he was so excited that he almost danced: "Simo sings really well. She is a singer-songwriter. She writes, composes, arranges and arranges, and can dance."

Xie Ji listened quietly most of the time, echoing Xie Quan's words from time to time.

Xie Quan: "By the way, she also has an older sister named Siyou. Siyou is Simo's manager. The two look alike, but their personalities are not alike at all. Simo is a very gentle person. Si You is a powerful sister, I met Si You by chance when I went shopping in the street a few days ago, and I got the tickets from her, the front row tickets!"

Xie Ji: "The manager should be more aggressive with the outside world, otherwise it will be easy for the artist to suffer."

Xie Quan: "Si You said the same thing, she's a good person, bro, let's go backstage first, and I'll introduce you to each other!"

Xie Ji: "Are you all familiar enough to enter the backstage?"

Xie Quan: "Hey, Si You and I are very close, she even treats me to ice cream."

Xie Ji's position makes him habitually guard against others, although this defense is rarely shown unless necessary.

Xie Quan, as the young master of the Xie family, has many people because of his close family background. As an older brother, he will secretly help to guard the gate.

It's good to go and see him, lest his unlucky brother be sold out.

After they parked the car, Xie Quan pulled him straight to the backstage, and when he met the security guard, he showed the ID given by Si You, and the journey went smoothly.

The atmosphere at the scene was already heated up, and the bustle on the other side could be heard across several walls.

Xie Quan identified the signs of each room, and soon found the target, and knocked on the door politely a few times.

A woman in a neat professional uniform opened the door. Her hair was dyed wine red, and the curly curls fell naturally on her chest. Her brows were full of heroism.

Seeing Xie Quan, the woman welcomed them in with a smile: "Xiao Quan is here."

Xie Quan also had a smile on his face: "Siyou! How are you preparing?"

There are several busy staff members in the room, and the most outstanding thing is another woman sitting in front of the mirror. She is being arranged by a makeup artist, and it is inconvenient to stand up, but she still warmly greets Xie Quan: "How are you guys?"

As Xie Quan said, compared with Siyou, Simo is like a quiet and elegant lily, she speaks unhurriedly, but does not make people feel left out.

Si You patted Xie Quan on the shoulder: "This kid is the Xie Quan I told you about. He is your fan, so I invited him to play backstage."

Although Xie Quan likes Simo very much, he is well-educated and sensible, and he is not so fanatical that he loses his mind: "Simo, hello, I like your works very much, especially "Tomorrow". I am very happy to meet you!"

Simo and Xie Quan shook hands: "Thank you for your liking, and I'm glad you are willing to come to my concert."

After greeting the idol, Xie Quan didn't forget his brother, and introduced to Si You and Simo: "This is my brother, Xie Ji, I said before that he would come together."

Simo: "Hello~"

Si You looked at Xie Ji intentionally or unintentionally, then showed a dazed expression, and stretched out his hand to Xie Ji: "So it's Mr. Xie, who has admired his name for a long time."

Xie Ji shook hands with Si You: "I don't dare to be so, I wish you a smooth performance."

Siyou: "Thank you."

With just a few glances, Xie Ji was enough to judge the simplicity of Si You and Xie Quan's friendship, so he was relieved.

Although his younger brother is a bit stupid, he has always been lucky, treats people sincerely, and has gained many friends who treat each other sincerely.