Biography of Xi Shan

Xu had slept for too long before, but at this moment Jing Ji was not sleepy, he opened his eyes and heard Chen Daozhen's even breathing.

His brows and eyes are still handsome, but there is a bit of vicissitudes of hostility.

Jing Ji suddenly felt that he couldn't see Chen Daozhen's mind clearly, but even though the world hated him and blamed him for insulting him, he couldn't hurt him even a little. Wish to experience the nightmare again.

Jing Ji's nose was sore, he didn't want to cry childishly, he was no longer the ignorant young man back then, but when he recalled little by little what happened back then, he still felt depressed and couldn't let go.

He sniffed, pulled the quilt and wiped his eyes.

Chen Daozhen grabbed his waist and pulled him into his arms, stroking his back, "Baby, go to sleep."

"Senior Brother Chen, aren't you asleep?"

"My sweetheart is still crying, how can I sleep." He closed his eyes and held the corner of his mouth, showing a smile.

Jing Ji pursed his lips, moved closer to him, and asked, "Chen Daozhen, why did you do so many things for me?"

Chen Daozhen opened his eyes and stared at him, and said softly: "Probably because my darling is beautiful."

"Nonsense, there are still many beautiful people in this world."

But in this world, you are the only one who is never afraid of me, even if I scare you, even if I make mistakes, but again and again, you will always come back to me in the end, and then find a far-fetched reason to easily forgive me... ..

When Chen Daozhen woke up, it was already daylight, and there was no trace of Jing Ji around him.

He propped up his body, frowning, and the mattress slipped off, revealing his fine figure.

Before he could get angry, the door was gently pushed open. Jing Ji saw him wake up with a slight smile, "Suddenly want to eat tofu flower, you woke up just in time, it's still hot."

Chen Daozhen restrained his anger, lifted the quilt, got up and got out of bed, and said lightly while putting on his clothes: "Next time I wake up, I will go with you."

Jing Ji blinked, hugged his waist from behind, put his chin on his shoulder, and said slowly: "I will never leave you in the future, I just slept, but you waited for me For many years, I have experienced the pain of lovesickness on Beishan Cliff."

Chen Daozhen paused, his expression relaxed a little.

Jing Ji anxiously waited for his reaction.

Chen Daozhen just nodded, and said: "Since you know that I miss you so much, stay by my side and don't leave me even for a single step." He kissed Jingji's lips affectionately, and kissed She kissed the tip of his nose and pulled him into her arms with difficulty.

After leaving the inn, the two traveled westward, and when they passed a small shop, there was a strong fragrance.

Jing Ji wrinkled his nose, and bluffed, "It's roast chicken, Brother Chen, wait for me, I'll come as soon as I go." After speaking, he rushed into the shop.

After a while, Jing Ji came out wrapped in oiled paper and a jug of wine in his hand.

Jing Ji smashed his mouth, smiled and said: "Let's find a place to eat together." After he finished speaking, he pulled Chen Daozhen to perform lightness kung fu and left.

Chen Daozhen let his temper go, and followed him to a suburb in a lukewarm manner.

This is the best time of the year for the scenery, the mountains and plains are full of green trees and red flowers, and the scenery is particularly beautiful.

The two found a remote grassland to sit on the ground. Jing Ji unwrapped the oil-paper package, sniffed, and said with crooked eyes, "It's still hot."

Chen Daozhen nodded and said: "Eat quickly."

"The chicken legs and chicken wings belong to me alone."

Chen Daozhen smiled, and said softly: "Okay."

"A chicken has two drumsticks, each of us has one, but you are mine, so your drumstick is also mine." Jing Ji pulled down a drumstick and took a bite of the meat.

Chen Daozhen wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth for him, and asked with a smile, "You compare me to a chicken leg?"

"No, I compare you to my everything, you are mine, and your fear and anxiety are my fear and anxiety." Jing Ji approached him, her voice was soft but extremely firm: "Chen Daozhen, let's go Let's find a place where no one knows us, and live incognito, okay?"

Chen Daozhen's face sank like water, "You also think I did something wrong?"

Jing Ji was startled, and subconsciously shook his head, his Senior Brother Chen could not be wrong.

"Then why do you and I hide?" He got up suddenly, and shook off Jing Ji's hand, "It was the people of the world who betrayed you, I did nothing wrong, since they dare to plot against you, don't blame me for being vicious! "

"Senior Brother Chen..."

Chen Daozhen calmed down his anger, turned his back to him and said, "There is no need to talk about this matter, just let it go."

Jing Ji approached him, put his face on his back, and said softly: "Okay, okay, don't get angry, I will listen to whatever you say."

Chen Daozhen remained silent, and after a long time he sighed and turned around to embrace him, whispering: "Be more obedient, don't leave my side and make me worry day and night."

"I see." Jing Ji said as he picked up the chicken leg and took a bite, then said with a flat mouth: "It's cold, don't eat it."

Chen Daozhen chuckled, he was amused after all, touched his cheek and said: "Good boy."

The two of them walked this way at a leisurely pace. As the evening approached, the sky began to drizzle, and the muggy air brought a damp and sticky feeling, which made people feel uncomfortable.

Jing Ji looked around, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "I still remember here, there is a ruined temple in front, Senior Brother Chen, let's go and have a look."

The two arrived at the ruined temple in their memory, but they didn't expect that the temple was still there after ten years. The vermilion lacquer was peeling off, the copper locks were rusted, and the old doors and windows were more and more crumbling.

Jing Ji looked sideways, and Chen Daozhen was clearly still the same as he remembered, but when he thought about it carefully, he suddenly found that he had lost his youthful elegance, became mature and stable, and even had the ability to turn clouds and rain.

The two entered the ruined temple. As soon as Chen Daozhen lit the fire, he saw his Jing Er sitting on the ground, carefully skewering the cold roast chicken with a bamboo pole, and then carefully placed it on the fire.

Chen Dao really felt soft-headed, he always said to make his Jinger behave better, but he knew in his heart that what he liked most was Jinger's mischievous appearance.That carefree and fearless look always fascinates him.

"Is it cold?"

Jing Ji chuckled: "It's cold." As he spoke, he sat on Chen Daozhen's lap and got into his arms, leaning on him sweetly like a coquettish cat, staring at him with dripping eyes. Look at the roast chicken.

When the roast chicken was hotter, Chen Daozhen took off the bamboo stick, tore off the meat bit by bit and fed it to Jing Ji's mouth.

The two of them finished eating a whole roast chicken in a slow manner. The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, the lonely cold wind was howling in the middle of the night, and the doors and windows were making creaking noises.

Jing Ji went to Chen Daozhen's ear and said a few love words, Chen Daozhen laughed and said in a low voice, "Okay."

He grabbed Jingji's hand and pecked it on his lips, "Are you tired? Let's sleep for a while."

"Brother Chen will accompany me."

"Okay, I'll accompany you."

The two embraced each other and slept through the long night.

The next day the sky cleared up, and the bright sun sprinkled on the wet rain, mottled with rippling halos.

Jing Ji woke up from Chen Daozhen's arms in a daze, he slammed his mouth and was about to speak, but Chen Daozhen lowered his head and kissed him, his lips and teeth intertwined, lingering, he smiled gently, and said in a doting tone: "Little lazy pig, haven't you slept enough after sleeping for so many years?"

Jing Ji sat up with a smile on his face, stretched his waist, and asked, "Senior Brother Chen, have you arrived in Manzhou?"

Chen Daozhen paused, and responded indistinctly.

"My grandfather avoided going outside the Great Wall back then, but now time has passed, I wonder if he has moved back." Jing Ji said, "Why don't we take a look."

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Jing Ji was sleepy, rubbed his eyes and moved closer, leaning against Chen Daozhen's body tiredly, and said in a low voice: "We will walk the river and lake road again just like we did back then."

Recalling the past, Chen Dao felt both bitter and sore in his heart. He looked down at the person in his arms, and couldn't help saying: "Okay, I will accompany you wherever you go."

This may be the last part of their life's loose and free journey. All the stories are always told in a simple way. It is never an easy thing to stay together.

Chen Dao knew from the bottom of his heart that Liu Muyan would come to look for his Jinger in a short time, and everyone in the world would come to look for his Jinger. It is unknown what will happen then, but I am afraid that such a leisurely time like today Get it again.

After leaving the ruined temple, we walked all the way to the city. Chuzhou City was still as prosperous as it was back then, with noisy streets and lots of people, red walls and white tiles, red flowers and green trees everywhere.

The two came straight to the Chu Mansion, and Jing Ji smiled as he walked, "I'll take you to see the portrait of my mother when she was young. It was drawn by my father. If grandpa agrees, I want to take the painting away."

"it is good."

The plaque of the Chu Mansion is still there, but it is covered with dust, the door is covered with fallen leaves, the walls are in disrepair, and the two big stone lions are covered in dust, looking very sluggish.

Jing Ji sighed and said, "It seems that he didn't come back."

"Who are you looking for?" A middle-aged man walked over. Although he was wearing dusty linen clothes, he looked very energetic.

"Hello, big brother, I'm looking for the owner of this house, Senior Chu Nantian Chu." Jing Ji said, "Has he been back?"

The man frowned and stared at him for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I haven't come back, what do you need to do with Master Chu?"

"I'm his relative, and I came here to visit him."

The man frowned and pondered, "I never heard that Master Chu has a relative like you."

While he was talking, a group of people walked out of the alley, and the leader kicked open the door, leading them all the way in.

"Stop! Who are you? Why do you just enter other people's houses?"

"Other people's home?" Those people turned their heads when they heard the voice, and saw that it was a young brat, they laughed and said: "I bought this house, this is my home."

Those people went in after finishing speaking, Jing Ji was still about to speak, but was stopped by the man.

"The man is right. The house was sold to him. These people came to collect the house today, and they are going to renovate and renovate it before moving in."

Chen Daozhen said: "Master Chu is a rich man, how could he be reduced to selling his ancestral house?"

"To tell you the truth, Master Chu has passed away." The man said with tears in his eyes, he lowered his head and wiped his eyes and continued: "The seller is the grandson who was found a few years ago."

Jing Ji pursed his lips, turned cold, and said sharply: "Stop talking nonsense and cursing my grandfather! My grandfather lives outside the Great Wall well, even if he never came back, you can't arrange him like this."

Chen Daozhen touched the back of his head, signaling him to calm down.

The man didn't come back to his senses, he just subconsciously said: "What I said is true, I was originally a servant of the Chu family, a personal servant of the master, how can I curse him with nonsense?"

Jing Ji saw that his eyes were full of sadness and did not seem to be fake, he was puzzled, and said: "Brother, would you like to tell us the whole story? Maybe there is some misunderstanding."

"So you come to my house, my house is in front." The man said, "By the way, my name is Zhuzi. The housekeeper gave me this name, and I don't have a decent name. You can call me Zhuzi."

"Brother Zhuzi." Jing Ji smiled slightly.

Zhuzi smiled foolishly, patted his head and led the way.