Undying Body

Du Shaoyan regretted it unceasingly. The result of his quick talk was that the woman on the opposite side would ask endless questions for the next half hour, which made him feel more and more that women love to gossip, no matter how old they are, and when gossip stalks, they can't ask what they want. Never let go before the results.

"I think your most suitable career is not human anatomy but paparazzi reporter!"

"Forget it," Feng Jiaren waved his hand: "Why haven't the noodles been delivered yet? I don't remember it being so slow before."

"Have you ordered? I didn't see it," Du Shaoyan wished she would change the subject: "What noodles?"

"This noodle restaurant does not order or make reservations, and the only staple food is noodles," Feng Jiaren said with a smile, "Changshou noodles."

"Hmph, who hasn't eaten noodles before?"

"The Changshou noodles here are different," Feng Jiaren said in a drawn-out tone, "Oh, a whole noodle, put it on a plate, have you ever eaten this kind?"

Du Shaoyan's face changed slightly: "..."

"The long one means a long life. The length of the noodles represents the longevity of the person who made the noodles. On your birthday, eat a bowl of longevity noodles, Fu Lu Shou Xi Quan, a specialty of Fujian."

Du Shaoyan looked aside, he had eaten, he remembered.

The day before his birthday, when he came home, there was such a bowl of noodles on the table, but the person who made the noodles was gone.

How long are the noodles and how long is the heart, shit!

On that day he was dumped, and the person he liked ran away privately and left him behind.

What kind of heart can the person he likes have for him? He is just a passer-by of his, like his dead wife, becoming a memory, no, or not even a memory, maybe he is just watching himself act, anyway he does not He will die, and sacrificing his life to save his life does not mean that he likes him...

"Because of the long history, this kind of craftsmanship has been basically lost, and there are very few local elderly associations in Fujian. The owner of this shop is one of them. You should taste it later," Feng Jiaren continued: "This kind of noodle It is very difficult to make, if you want to have enough toughness and taste, you have to mix the noodles repeatedly, and it is said that it will take at least six hours..."

"Six hours?" Du Shaoyan asked suddenly.

Just as he was talking, the face had already come up.

Feng Jiaren rubbed his hands: "At least, hurry up and don't waste food!"

Du Shaoyan lowered his head, he clearly saw the white and slender noodles in the blue and white porcelain bowl, the same as four years ago.

"If a person spends six hours making a bowl of noodles for you..."

Feng Jiaren raised her head: "What?"

"It's nothing." Du Shaoyan stood up: "I suddenly felt that I might have misunderstood something very important, and I have to go to him right now."

"Ah?" Feng Jiaren was stunned for a moment, and when she realized that the young man had disappeared at the stairs, she shook her head: "I'm still too impulsive, young man." After thinking about it, she added: "It's shameful to waste it."

Thanks to his special physique, the wound of shame healed quickly, and after the pain gradually disappeared, he could move freely. Chang Sheng sighed in his heart and straightened his clothes: "It seems a little bigger."

Xiao Xia looked at Uncle Chang who was wearing her own clothes at the moment: "That's because I'm already taller than Uncle." After speaking, she smiled again.

That's right, the children's height is really much taller than the average in the past. Chang Sheng looked down at his clothes, thinking that even the skinny Xiao Xia had already grown taller than himself.

"Uncle Chang doesn't seem to have changed at all." Xiao Xia began to look carefully at Chang Sheng's face now: "It's still the same as before."

"...Actually, I'm getting old," Chang Sheng tried to keep his tone steady and said, "You've grown up, how can I be the same as before?"

"I don't see any difference." Xiao Xia hummed: "But even if uncle is old, the young master won't mind."

Chang Sheng had no choice but to answer him in silence as to which pot was not opened and which pot to lift.

Xiao Xia went on to say: "Young Master did not do it right this time. He is too simple and rude. Uncle Chang, don't be angry with him. He is because..."

"Don't talk about it." Chang Sheng interrupted him, it's okay if he didn't mention it, but when he mentioned it, he remembered the picture of himself when he faced the mirror. How could someone from an aristocratic and scholarly family do the same thing as those lecherous people!

Xiaoxia looked at the man in front of him, whose face turned pale, then red, then dark, and then green, and quickly persuaded him: "Master really didn't do it on purpose..."

"Didn't he do it on purpose? Did someone force him!" Chang Sheng couldn't help but said loudly.

Du Shaoyan, who was in the elevator at the moment, sneezed suddenly.

Xiao Xia couldn't explain it anymore, and said for a long time: "Well, it's his fault, he should apologize."

"I don't need his apology." Chang Sheng replied, he really didn't need an apology from the increasingly unreasonable young master, because he didn't want to see him at all now, and he didn't know how to face him when he saw him.

But Xiao Xia heard that this meant something else, Xiao Xia nodded: "I understand, Uncle Chang, you will not be angry with the young master, because you like him, right?"

Young Master Du who had already walked outside the door stopped, turned his face slightly, and listened to the answer in the room.

But no sound came out.

Du Shaoyan felt a little tight in his chest, he really wanted to rush in and ask Xiao Xia's question again, but he continued to wait patiently.

Xiao Xia didn't wait for an answer, he asked again for the anxious young master outside the room: "Isn't it?"

Chang Sheng's eyes looked aside, he didn't speak or move.

"Uncle Chang, I really don't understand you," Xiao Xia said, "If you don't like the young master, why did you treat him so well? If you liked the young master, why did you leave four years ago without saying anything?"

Du Shaoyan's hands clenched into fists, he restrained his emotions, and at the same time he held his breath for fear of missing any sound.

Chang Sheng was silent for a long time, and he said slowly: "You don't understand..."

"He doesn't understand, then do I understand?"

Xiao Xia looked towards the door, Du Shaoyan was standing at the door, he continued: "Even if I don't understand, you can tell me, why do you arbitrarily think that I don't understand from the beginning."

"I'm leaving, you guys tell me." Xiao Xia left knowingly.

There were only two people left in the room, Chang Sheng stood motionless, and Du Shaoyan stood at the door, looking at this ordinary and unchanged man, he felt deeply frustrated.

"What's so complicated? If you like me, stay by my side." The young man walked over, his tone became gentle: "I know your secret, I don't care what kind of person you are..."

"You really understand?" Chang Sheng looked up at him.

For some reason, Du Shaoyan felt that he didn't understand the look in his eyes at all.

"I am different from you, different from all normal people. Someone should have told you that I will not grow old or die," the man stated quietly: "I have lived for more than 600 years, do you believe it?"

Du Shaoyan knew these things, but when he actually said them, he still felt momentarily at a loss.

Lived for over 600 years, that's what.

This is something outside of science, a cognition outside of common sense.

He swallowed his saliva and said dryly, "As long as you say it, I will believe it."

"I have lived alone for so many years, and I have long been used to being alone. My family, wife, son, all relatives, and everyone who has ever had a relationship with me will go before me," the man looked at the youthful face : "Even you are no exception."

Du Shaoyan felt that his throat was dry, and it took him a while to make a sound: "So?"

"I don't want to lie, I was with you in those years, I was very, very happy," he smiled faintly: "I can continue to live like that until I am tired of you, time is not a big deal for me things, but differently for you."

"What's the meaning."

"If you get tired of me in one year, I will leave in one year. If you get tired of me in ten years, I will leave in the same way in ten years. I will still be the same in ten or 20 years. When I come back to a city or The country, restart my life, and you, how many decades do you have to waste?" Chang Sheng shook his head gently: "Life is only a few decades, and the days of youth are gone in the blink of an eye, what will you do after that? .”

He can bear to lose his endless barrenness, but he cannot bear the beauty of his golden years.

Du Shaoyan felt as heavy as suffocation, he looked at the calm face of the man, now he has thick black hair of 22 years old, he has a plain face of 30 years old, ten years later he will be 32 years old in full bloom, and he has a plain face of 30 years old , 20 years later, he has the maturity and stability of 42 years old, he has the plain face of 30 years old, 30 years later, 40 years later, 50 years later, when he is full of gray hair, he still has the plain face of 30 years old.

He won't grow old, he won't die, they're different.

"I was very happy when I was with you. I was so delusional that I could always be like this, but when Dr. Chen came to me and told me about Mr. Du's arrangements, I suddenly realized what a real secular life should be like," Chang Sheng lowered his head , He sighed: "In the prosperous age, you have a wealth of wealth, a beautiful wife and a beautiful family, enjoy family happiness, and live a peaceful and stable life. Mr. Du's arrangement is right. This is what happiness in the world is like, not with a monster. Men live...happy...for a few years, and then take a longer time...to regret..."

"If you really have no feelings for me," Du Shaoyan interrupted him suddenly: "Why are there tears."

Chang Sheng didn't look up, the long-lost warmth and humidity filled his eye sockets that had been dry for many years, he forgot that he could still cry, and he didn't want to cry, but the tears flowed out uncontrollably.

He understood what he was talking about, he was pushing the person he loved the most away with his own hands, he understood the cruelty of his words, and he was completely cutting off the possibility of this young man being with him, but these were all facts.

It is precisely because it is an irrefutable fact that it makes him even more sad.

They are different.

It is impossible to have a good result.

It is painful and cruel for one person to grow old and die and leave another person behind. It is not painful and cruel for one person to look at another person who will not age or die. The test of time is not one person, but two people.

Chang Sheng is afraid of such an ending. He has the courage to bear his own heartache, but he does not have the courage to bear the regret of the other party.

Or, I'm the selfish one.I was afraid that you would regret it, so I ran away, so I didn't dare to look at you, so I felt ashamed to even cry.

"What are you crying for?" Du Shaoyan was silent for a while, and then said, "My own life doesn't need to be arranged by my father, nor does it need to be arranged by you, as long as you say you like me..."

The man across from him shook his head.

Du Shaoyan stretched out his hand, and he stroked the man's wet cheek: "I just want you to tell the truth, what am I to you?"

Chang Sheng kept his head down, and he didn't speak.

Du Shaoyan felt the warmth of the tears on his fingertips gradually cooling down.

Did not wait for an answer.

"Am I just a visitor too?"

He exhausted all his strength, and made a sound like a certainty in his throat.

"Then, it's just me being self-indulgent." Du Shaoyan withdrew his fingers, the tears on his fingertips had dried quickly, as if they no longer existed.

Then he laughed: "Did I come to you in such a hurry just to hear what you said?"

Chang Sheng still didn't speak, so Du Shaoyan continued to talk to himself: "Ten years ago, you kissed me, and I hated you very much. Nine years ago, you rescued me from a car accident. I wanted to repay you. Later, you took my life for me." One knife, I wonder if you like me, you did a lot for me after that, I'm sure you like me, but you left suddenly four years ago, I think you're just watching me act, you don't like me , and an hour ago, I still thought you should like me, because no one would spend six hours making a bowl of birthday noodles for someone who doesn't like..."

He couldn't go on.

He felt that his heart was about to be smashed into pieces, why did he still find it ridiculous?It was obviously the young master who was dumped, why did the young master stand here and cry and cry at the person who dumped me, the young master should be the one who cried and said you tricked me!This young master is six hundred years younger than you. This young master is young and handsome. This young master is talented, handsome, rich and powerful. If you want to be a BG, if you want to be a BG, you can do basic things. I love such naive questions!

You spend six hours making noodles because your time is worthless at all, unlike Master Ben and Bill Gates, every second of nonsense time with you is money flowing!

Du Shaoyan smiled as relaxed as possible: "It's good to talk about it, um, I have gained a lot of experience. I used to think that immortality was a fairy tale. In Journey to the West, eating the flesh of a Tang monk can make you live forever. It turns out that the myth also has a basis in reality. Haha, you Have you ever eaten Tang Monk meat..."

not funny at all...

"Speaking of which, it's amazing. My family has owned a pharmaceutical company for generations. Maybe there will be new discoveries when studying your body..."

kind of scary...

"Actually, is it because of your special physique that you saved me again and again?"

"Please speak."

"Please speak……"

"Please speak!"

The playful smile dissipated from his face in an instant, and Du Shaoyan grabbed Chang Sheng's shoulder: "What am I to you!"

Chang Sheng couldn't feel the pain of the severe bones in his shoulders that seemed to be shattered. He slowly raised his head, while holding the young man's wrist, he said clearly, "I've made it clear."

Crazy emotions surged in his mind, and for a moment Du Shaoyan felt that all his thoughts were out of control, his hands trembled a little, he really wanted to find a knife, or a gun, or an axe, or something, or something else.

He wants to kill.

Or simply tear open the body of this too peaceful person, invade him fiercely until he is shattered.

Sex and destruction really have the same pleasure, Du Shaoyan laughed mockingly, and he let go of his hand: "Forget it, you are nothing to me, anyway, I was young at the time, and I would play with you for a few years." I can afford it, you're right, I'm in my 20s now, it's time to calm down and find someone to marry."

Chang Sheng nodded mechanically.

His approval was like a flaming wind, and Du Shaoyan continued: "I already have a girlfriend. She is beautiful and attractive, and her family background is good. She also comes from a medical family. She is also older than me. Thinking about it, I am always younger than me." Woolen cloth……"

This is very good, isn't it, it suits the two people's wishes.

"Anyway, I stayed with you because you were kind to me, and now I realize that you are not kind to me..." He scratched his head: "Even if it is not me but someone else who is in danger, you will do it time and time again." to save him?"

"Well, it seems that there is no difference between me and others. You have nothing to lose by saving me, so you are not good to me, so I have no reason to like you..."

"I don't care, I really don't care, well, you are just a servant to me."

The room was filled with soliloquy like a young man's confession, empty as if echoing.

Chang Sheng never denied it.

In the end, he was the young master, he was a servant, nothing changed.

Du Shaoyan turned around: "My company still has work to do, so let's go first."

He walked towards the door, Chang Sheng raised his head, he saw his back lonely and sad in the blur.

"There is one last sentence," the young man stopped without looking back, "I should tell you..."

Chang Sheng's voice trembled a little: "...what is it..."

"Those years, thank you."

He left without looking back.