A Kongsang's daily life

"Come and sit." I sat on the edge of the bed, patted the seat beside me and said.

"Young master?" Buddha jumped over the wall and sat down, looking at me suspiciously.

"Wait tomorrow, we will accompany Sixi to watch the anniversary celebration, and you will take them back to Kongsang."

"But young master—"

"Go back." Just as Buddha Tiaoqiang was about to speak, I interrupted him, "This is my order to you as Young Master Kongsang!"

"Using the Wanxiang Formation without permission has already violated Kongsang's precepts. If I don't punish you, you will make atonement and bring them back to Kongsang safely. Let's forget about it."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Fu Mou can't do it."

"Buddha jumps over the wall!" I stood up and shouted while grabbing his shoulders, "This time we are going to the Immortal Banquet! I don't know how many methods they have to deal with soul-eating! It was because of them that you were forced to fight with Kong San lost contact!"

"I don't want to experience the feeling of losing you all again..."

"I beg you, go back."

My hand hangs down feebly. I didn't want to do this at first, but it turned out that I drank too much wine.

At this time, Buddha Tiaoqiang hugged me, and ran his hands along my back like he did when he was a child. The fragrance of his body lingered around the tip of my nose, calming my mood.

"Young master, please trust us more."

Hu Geng once said something similar.

But in the end, it's not that I don't believe you, I just don't believe in myself.

"Buddha jumps over the wall..."

"Yi Fudo, I am very happy that you are so worried about me."

"It's my own will to follow this time, no matter what happens, it's my own will."

"I am a Buddha jumping over the wall, I only wish to keep you safe and sound."

I looked at him, his expression, his eyes, it was the him he used to be, and he is also the him now.

So this is ah.

It turns out that you have such a heart for me.

"You... like me?" I asked.

"Although I have lost my memory, I feel very happy when I see you." Buddha Tiaoqiang replied.

"I think, probably from a long time ago, before I lost my memory, I have...loved you deeply."

So, then you will diligently wake me up every day.

Therefore, when I push you away, you will say "the future is long".

So, even though I don't have the beauty of a country, I am a "beauty" in your eyes.

"I...I like you too, Buddha jumps over the wall."

"You are the most important family to me."

"I can't give you that love..."

"It's okay, it's okay, young master." Buddha jumped over the wall and looked at me with tears in his eyes but a smile on his face.

"It's family, that's enough," he said.

Love is a terrible thing.

It can make a person as perfect as a Buddha jumping over the wall humble into the dust.

It can also allow me, a weak mortal son, to break into the dragon's pool and tiger's lair without hesitation.

Later, when I talked about this past event with Buddha Tiaoqiang, I asked him: "When did you let go?"

He just replied with a smile: "Fumou has never let go, Master Chef, I still love you."

"However, you are our sun." He held up the hairpin on his head and said, "And he is my moon."

"By the way, you two can't fight each other, how did you get together?"

"Your Excellency wants to know? Then it started from the day—"