Altar of Infinity

At the end of May, there were already mosquitoes, and insects were more likely to grow in the flowers and plants. Xie Ji did not let Jiang Jichu get close to nature, and moved the easel and painting utensils to the living room together with Jiang Jichu.

The glass in the living room is all newly replaced, and the aunt has polished it thoroughly. At least for a painter of Jiang Jichu's level, there is not much difference between the inside and the outside.

Xie Ji: "Do you usually draw lines before painting?"

Jiang Jichu: "Occasionally, it might be more complicated."

Xie Ji directly took the palette and handed it over.

Sitting in front of the easel at the beginning of Jiang Ji, the instinct formed over the years allows him to easily mix a few colors in the palette, but he is still at a loss when he picks up the pen.

He glanced at Xie Ji beside him, the man under the sun had an impeccable appearance, his outline was clear and distinct, as perfect as a sculpture, or some deity descended from the mortal world.

And Xie Ji looked back at him gently and firmly, and encouraged: "Try it, if it doesn't work, just close your eyes."

Jiang Jichu tried his best to meditate, and the arm stretched out towards the easel trembled slightly.

He closed his eyes, and he could reproduce every detail of the cluster of blue roses in his mind.

The pen tip was getting closer and closer to the canvas, but when there was only an inch left, he suddenly wanted to withdraw his hand: "I don't know..."

And the arm was firmly supported before it fell down. Xie Ji stood behind him, with his strong chest against his back, supporting his arm to draw a line of deep sea blue on the canvas casually.

Xie Ji: "This is the first sum."

Jiang Jichu was stunned at the blue line for no reason, and without waiting for him to react, Xie Ji held his arm and drew another heavy line next to the blue line.

Xie Ji: "This is the second pen."

He could feel the regular heartbeat in Xie Ji's chest, beating again and again, as if it could soothe people's hearts.

And he really calmed down in the regular heartbeat, experience, skills, and more importantly, talents came to the hand holding the pen one after another.

He slowly dropped the third and fourth strokes.

Jiang Jichu was in a very mysterious state. He was drawn to outline shapes on the canvas. Painting was a common thing for him. The difficulty of not being able to write a few days ago was completely forgotten. Now he is gradually returning to that place. In this kind of carefree, every pore reveals joy.

He didn't even realize when Xie Ji let go of his arm.

Xie Ji's cell phone was set to vibrate earlier, he received a text message, quietly ran to open the door, put his finger to his lips, and made a silent gesture with the secretary who came to deliver the computer.

Seeing the back figure in the living room who was concentrating on painting, the secretary bowed to him carefully, and left in a sensible manner.

Although Xie Ji is not an art major, he also knows that Jiang Jichu's works like this can be as little as one day, and no one dares to say when they are long.

He was afraid that something might go wrong, so he simply worked at Jiang Jichu's place.

He glanced at Jiang Jichu, and the fingers holding the paintbrush were white and slender. He inexplicably felt that this was the right way. These hands should paint thousands of worlds in a soft environment at room temperature, instead of...

instead of what?

Thoughts stopped abruptly, like those memories that cannot be recalled.

Xie Ji shook his head and pressed the power button to start working.

Jiang Jichu was obsessed with painting, and he still asked people to eat at noon. As a result, Jiang Jichu ate a few mouthfuls, and then ran to the easel to continue painting, and he painted until it was dark.

Xie Ji glanced at the time, it is not convenient for him to stay tonight, he has to go home and change clothes, and he has work to do tomorrow, the important thing is that Jiang Jichu has almost recovered, and he does not need to be with him all the time.

He walked behind Jiang Jichu, and a blue rose in full bloom appeared on the canvas. The two lines he helped to draw earlier were pure nonsense, but Jiang Jichu did artistic processing, all of which revolved around his two lines Expand.

When a flower blooms to its peak, it should decay, but even if the flower on the canvas is extremely gorgeous, it still gives people an illusion that it will last forever.

He once again felt a sense of strangeness that was not unfamiliar—like seeing "Ask the Mountain and Sea" for the first time.

The painting is not finished yet, but it is already late.

Xie Ji: "Ji Chu."

Jiang Jichu turned his head.

Xie Ji smiled and said, "It's time for dinner again, there's no rush to paint."

As soon as the voice fell, the hotel staff who delivered the food rang the doorbell.

——He deliberately didn't let the hotel staff mute the food delivery, just to remind the meal time.

There are dishes that he likes, and some that Jiang Jichu likes.

Jiang Ji had been painting for a whole day, and didn't eat much at noon. He was really hungry now, and he ate a bowl and a half of rice by himself.

After dinner, Xie Ji got up to say goodbye.

Jiang Jichu was startled when he heard it. After a day, he was used to having Xie Ji by his side, and he forgot that Xie Ji also had his own life.

He took a sip of water, and said in a low voice, "I'm really bothering Mr. Xie today... I can't repay you."

Xie Ji: "It was originally a painting for me. How can I bother me? Besides, I didn't help much. If I really want to say, it's probably three meals in the morning, noon and evening? You can't AA with me. Pay for the meal."

Jiang Jichu was not short of money for meals, and he knew that money for meals Xie Ji didn't care about, so he didn't want to burden him psychologically by saying this.

He has spent more than [-] years in the love of his parents, relatives and friends, and has met all kinds of favors, but no one has ever made his blood boil like Xie Ji, as if he had the emotion of burning the meridians with a torch .

Thank you for posting...

Thank you for posting.

He must have liked it very much in the past, and liked Xie Ji's very much.

Jiang Jichu didn't answer, and followed Xie Ji to his feet.

Xie Ji picked up the computer bag, he didn't refuse Jiang Jichu to send him, and smiled and told him: "This is not solved, if this kind of thing happens in the future, remember to tell me as soon as possible, remember?"

Jiang Jichu: "Remember."

Xie Ji: "Okay, remember to call me after drawing, I will call someone..."

Halfway through the conversation, with a snap, the lights in the living room dimmed.

The sudden change of light and dark caused Xie Ji to lose his ability to see for a short time. He felt his shoulders sink, and Jiang Jichu's two hands rested on it.

Immediately afterwards, in the quiet darkness where the fingers could not be reached, the Adam's apple was kissed by warm lips.

Jiang Jichu even rubbed up and down as his Adam's apple involuntarily rolled.

The warm and soft touch didn't stay for too long, Jiang Jichu leaned back a few inches, and his slightly disordered breathing hit his chin from bottom to top.

The implication couldn't be more obvious.

Xie Ji's arms drooped naturally, and his fingers, which were not carrying the computer bag, moved, but hesitating.

Should he kiss it?

In this kind of invisible spying and manipulation, everything is still unclear.

He thought about it, he had the courage and confidence to overcome difficulties, maybe it didn't matter.

But what was the reason for Jiang Jichu's actions, liking, or... moved.

Can a young man who has no emotional experience and is seven years younger than him really be able to tell the difference?

They had an intimate relationship before, but for Jiang Jichu who was like a blank sheet of paper, he hastily accepted it, is it cheating?

In his silence, the weight off his shoulders disappeared.

He could already see a little bit, Jiang Jichu was hanging his head, his long bangs covered his beautiful eyes.

"Mr. Xie, drive carefully, I'll send it here."

Xie Ji: "Rest early."

He went out the door without looking back, went to the garage alone and got into the car.

The warm yellow headlights illuminate the front seat, and the sound of the engine is barely audible to him now.

Xie Ji finally couldn't hold back, and touched his Adam's apple with his fingers.

He wants to find out the real culprit behind the scenes as soon as possible and find their lost memories.

It may be because the car has just started, or it may be for other reasons, Xie Ji drove very slowly, not as good as the student who almost hit Jiang Jichu on his bicycle that day.

When he was about to leave the villa, he glanced at the villa in a strange way.

After he left, Jiang Jichu still didn't turn on the lights, but the light from the roadside street lamps cast an indistinct figure in front of the large floor-to-ceiling windows.

Without the aura bestowed by the world, without the company of relatives and friends, Jiang Jichu stood alone in the darkness and watched him leave.

The warm yellow interior lights divide them into two worlds, but the distance is only tens of meters away, like an insurmountable moat.

For no reason, he felt that even if he drove away from the villa, the community, and the north of the city, Jiang Jichu would always stand there.

Stand there forever and ever.

There was a sudden pain in his heart.

The main body of the villa was already relatively high, and Xie Ji sat in the car again, as if he was looking up at a high place when he looked over.

In a daze, he felt that he should have seen a similar scene himself.

Not a villa, but a higher, darker, more bleak place.

what is the place……

His head suddenly felt like a pinprick.

Human beings will subconsciously avoid pain, but he refuses to think about anything else, and concentrates all his thoughts on the vague picture.

pain.

The headache was about to explode, and it was almost hard to breathe.

But the picture is getting clearer and clearer.

Black, his eyes are black, the steps and the handrails on both sides are also made of black, there is no light around him, and he can still see things in the darkness.

The extremely oppressive space brings a sense of suffocation and profound sadness.

He also heard warm and beautiful music, but the more warm and beautiful it was, the more weird it seemed in this environment.

The camera suddenly moved up, and there was an ancient bench at the end of the stairs, with a person lying on it.

They were more than a hundred meters away, and it was impossible for normal people to see clearly what was a hundred meters away in such a dim environment, but he could see it.

Jiang Jichu, who was two or three years younger, was wearing a dark sea-colored shirt that didn't fit the season, and an even stranger luxurious robe, with an exquisite box in his arms, sleeping soundly with his eyes closed.

Tranquility and satisfaction.

wrong.

It shouldn't be like this!

How can this kind of place treat people!

Xie Ji stepped up the long steps and shouted towards the end.

"Jiang Jichu!"

"Jiang Jichu, wake up! Jiang Jichu!"

Jiang Jichu woke up at his shout, and after seeing him clearly, the originally indifferent brows and eyes rose to unprecedented panic and anger.

More pictures come with the piano music played to the chorus.

"My name is Xie Ji, what's your name?"

"Thank you! Let's go!"

"I have only one goal, and that is for you to get out alive."

"Has Mr. Xie never hugged anyone in 26 years?"

"Come with me from now on, okay?"

"Marry, who said I won't marry? You are not yet of legal marriage age. Although my country does not issue certificates for same-sex couples for the time being, in order to respect you, I can wait for you for another three years before holding a wedding. Of course, if you are in a hurry It can be done in advance, if you want the wedding to be Chinese or Western, you can choose the dowry as you like."

"Everything and what..."

"Are you considering adopting a child? Oh, I'll talk about this later. You are still a child yourself, so let's live a two-person world for a few years."

"Jiang Jichu, if you leave him, I will never forgive you again!"

"My artist."

A large number of memories turned from the deep sea to the surface of the sea, but the real scene was far away from him.

Just before losing consciousness, Xie Ji saw Jiang Jichu rushing out of the villa and running towards him.

"Thank you!"

Chapter 195 Consummation 17. Then I won't bother you with 'Wonderful', and wish him a happy birthday for me.

Xie Ji was in a thick white mist, and his head was still throbbing from the shock of recovering his memory.

He immediately realized that after leaving the real altar, they did not enter the real world, nor did they return to the main city of the altar, but entered a new checkpoint.

The faint sound of footsteps came from the white mist, Xie Ji didn't care much, and was thinking about patting the trouser line on the right side.

"Thank you for posting."

Xie Ji didn't raise his head until the people in the white mist came into view.

This is the first time he has seen the Queen.

As described by Jiang Jichu, the queen has a human appearance, and it is still beautiful, with long hair untied, and wearing the luxurious robe that Jiang Jichu wore in memory just now.

The corners of Xie Ji's lips rose, and there was no warmth in his eyes: "It's the first time we met, thank you for taking care of me all the time."

The queen nodded kindly: "It's easy to say. Do you still like this world?"

Xie Ji said bluntly: "I don't like it, we have our own world."

The queen smiled softly: "You guys don't include my 'crazy'."

Xie Ji: "He is not your 'crazy', at least as a family member, I never recognize him."

"Whatever you say," said the queen, "I know your cousin is alive and well. To you, the world is no different from reality, but what about 'wine' and 'wine'."

Xie Ji looked at the queen coldly.

That's right, he learned from Jiang Jichu that Yang Yuan is still alive. For him, this world is not much different from the real world, and it is the same for Xie Quan.

He didn't know if Shi Zhibie had appeared beside Yin Lin with a new identity, but Shi Zhibie was still living in the main urban area, and Simo was taken out of the checkpoint even though he died, and he was staying with Shi Zhibie right now .

But Jiang Jichu was different.

Jiang Jichu has no father or mother, and has been lonely since he was a child. He has not been treated kindly in 19 years, but in this world, Jiang Jichu has a grandfather who loves him, parents, brothers and sisters who help him, and a few friends who can talk.

The love and care that he has never received in the real world is a one-time complement, which is what Jiang Jichu lacks the most.

But this is all illusion after all.

Queen: "Are you thinking that this world is an illusion?"

Thank you for not answering.

Queen: "Excluding the accidents of birth, old age, sickness and death, a person's life is only a hundred years. If Jiang Jichu can live to the end of his life in this world, how is it different from the real world?"

Xie Ji: "Jiang Jichu doesn't need you to make choices for him."

"Then do you need to make a choice for him?" The Queen retorted unhurriedly, "Xie Ji, only you and 'Wonderful' have a relatively deep memory, if you want to leave, you can, 'Jiu', your brother , Yin Lin, you can take them away, but do you want to tell 'False' the truth?"

"Tell him that he is an orphan, his mother broke up with the family because of his father, his irresponsible parents never liked him, his father died for art, his mother kept running to find his father, and finally died for love, leaving him alone there world."

"Do you know how much he has suffered, how many people covet him because of his face, because he has no father and no mother but holds a large inheritance to exclude him, deceive him, and insult him."

"He has no friends and can't be honest, so he has to build himself into a steel frame. Xie Ji, you have known him for a long time, and you should know how difficult it is to hear a truth from him."

"You have your own way of doing things, you will not interfere with the path chosen by others, and you appear in front of 'Huang' as a savior, and want to take him out of the sea of ​​suffering. Now, do you want to be a bad person and break the good life he should have had? ?”

"Xie Ji, did you get it right?"

Unlike Jiang Jichu who concealed him and Siyou, after he and Siyou knew the truth, he and Siyou would have a clear object of hatred—the Queen, but after Jiang Jichu knew the truth, he had to choose between relatives and friends and Xie Ji.

Xie Ji is well aware of Jiang Jichu's feelings for him, as long as he opens his mouth, Jiang Jichu is willing to give up everything and go with him, but the choice must be painful, and if he stays, he will always think that all this is false.

As long as he speaks, Jiang Jichu will face painful choices.

As long as he speaks, he will break the wonderful life that Jiang Jichu should have had.

Xie Ji had a bitter taste on the tip of his tongue, but he collected himself and remained calm on the surface.

The queen made the final decision: "I can guarantee that as long as you leave, 'Wang' can continue to enjoy the family and friendship that he has today, surrounded by garlands, and live his whole life free from illness and disaster."

Xie Ji looked directly at the queen, and when the queen thought he would get an answer, he asked a completely irrelevant question: "When I entered the altar for the first time and the second time, I first went to a place similar to the edge of the underworld. The ghost asked me if I should officially enter the altar, and if I said no, what would happen?"

The queen looked back with great interest, and the smile on her lips became more obvious: "What do you think?"

Xie Ji nodded without hesitation.

He has always been skeptical. At first, he thought it was just a face-to-face transaction without specifying the content of the contract, but they had no choice at all. If a dying person came to the altar, he would die if he entered or not. Not agreeing to enter the altar is also death, a waste of life.

Queen: "We may not have the chance to meet again. If you have any questions, I can answer them for you."

Xie Ji raised his eyebrows: "There is indeed a problem."

The queen made a "please" gesture.

Xie Ji: "Have you fished out 'kill' and 'kinky'?"

The queen's face suddenly became unsightly.

Xie Ji: "Since you haven't fished it out yet, don't waste your time here. Go and fish your two good dogs. If you go in time, maybe you can still be saved. What do you think, Queen?"

The Queen's complexion stopped quickly, and she regained her calmness when she came back: "Then I won't bother you and 'Huan', and wish him a happy birthday for me."

Xie Ji: "Thank you, I won't convey it to you."

The white mist dissipated with the queen, Xie Ji returned to his consciousness, and opened his eyes with a frown.

"Mr. Xie, are you awake?"

Xie Ji followed the sound, he was lying on the bed where he slept last night, Jiang Jichu was sitting by the bed, although his tone was flat, there was concern in his eyes that couldn't be hidden.

Jiang Jichu...

"I called the doctor to see it, and the doctor said...!"

Xie Ji sat up and hugged Jiang Jichu in his arms.

The water that was extinguished before the boiling point boiled completely, and he hugged Jiang Jichu tightly, as if he wanted to drag him into the rest of his life.

I remember it all.

I remember everything, Ji Chu.

Jiang Jichu was rejected when he asked for a kiss before, but now he was hugged suddenly again, and he was at a loss for what to do.

He felt the friendship from Xie Ji so strong that it was about to overflow, which made his mind go blank.

He obviously rejected him, Jiang Jichu thought so, but he still couldn't hold back his hug after a while.

Illusion or deception.

He is really greedy for Xie Ji's tenderness.

The sound of footsteps outside the door interrupted Xie Ji's thoughts.

He was finally willing to look out the window and watch.

He left in the evening, and it was almost noon the next day.

birthday party.

Yes, today is Jiang Jichu's birthday, Gu Linxi is going to hold a birthday party for Jiang Jichu, Jiang Jichu must be busy as the protagonist, everyone outside is waiting for the protagonist, and because of his coma, Jiang Jichu only stays here he.

Xie Ji took a deep breath, he didn't hug Jiang Jichu for too long, he patted Jiang Jichu's back, and then pulled away from him, now he saw the light blue in Jiang Jichu's eyes.

Jiang Jichu guarded him all night.

Xie Ji brushed the light green with his thumb, and said warmly, "Happy birthday."

Jiang Jichu blinked reflexively: "Thank you."

Jiang Ji looked forward to Xie Ji's gaze at the beginning, but when the gaze was too focused and full of friendship, he felt a little embarrassed.

He regained his language: "The doctor said that there is nothing wrong with your body, and it doesn't look like you are too tired."

They haven't met their parents, but they have met the family doctor of each other's family first.

"It's okay, I know what's going on," Xie Jiyi said, "Don't worry about me, go get busy."

Jiang Jichu: "You..."

Xie Ji: "I'll go home, change clothes, and then bring you a gift, do you mind if I visit the little birthday party in advance?"

"I don't mind," Jiang Jichu shook his head, then added jerky, "I'm very happy."

Xie Ji remembered the conversation with the Queen.

In this false world, Jiang Jichu grew up full of love, and his character was a little more honest than in the real world.

He accompanied Jiang Jichu out of the guest room, outside were Jiang Jichu's cousins, and a few people he had never met, maybe Jiang Jichu's other relatives, or maybe they were close friends.

After seeing him, everyone had different expressions. It was Jiang Jichu's cousin who came out to smooth things over: "Mr. Xie is awake."

Xie Ji: "Sorry for delaying your process."

Cousin Jiang Jichu: "It's okay, there's time, it's just that Grandpa wants Xiao Chu to clean up and dress up, why don't I sit with Mr. Xie and have lunch?"

Xie Ji: "No, you are busy, I will go home and come back later."

"Okay, then I'll send Mr. Xie off," Jiang Jichu's cousin greeted back, "Third brother, take Xiaochu to the old house!"

Xie Ji said he was going home to change clothes and get presents, so he really changed clothes and got presents. He didn't immediately go to Xie Quan, Si You, and Yin Lin. With Xie's influence, he could meet this afternoon if he wanted to.

But he just took a shower, found a dress from the cloakroom that was not so outstanding, and would not lose face, and after changing, he went to the old house where the birthday party was held without stopping.

As for the work, he handed it over to his trusted subordinates in the company.

This world is just an illusion to him, and he will definitely find a way to return to reality.

When he arrived at the old house, the Jiangnan-style mansion was flourishingly decorated, and every beam showed the owner's preference for the protagonist of today's birthday party.

Jiang Jichu was surrounded by the stars and the moon, looking at him from the crowd as if telepathic.

And he returned a comforting look, and stopped not far or near.

Xie Jijing looked at Jiang Jichu helplessly but did not refuse to "let others play with him".

Jiang Jichu didn't like socializing, and didn't like too many people. Most of the people who came today were relatives and friends of Jiang Jichu. Gu Linxi didn't plan to use his grandson's birthday party to make connections.

The old house was full of laughter and laughter, even the faces of the servants who came and went were full of joy, genuinely happy for Jiang Jichu's birthday.

Everyone likes Jiang Jichu very much, like this beautiful, talented young man with a cool face and a warm heart.

Xie Ji stayed from the preparation period of the birthday party to the end of the birthday party.

He saw many, many things.

The big screen scrolls and displays the photos of Jiang Jichu from childhood to adulthood. He was a milk dumpling when he was a baby, and he picked up a paintbrush when he was in elementary school. Lift the trophy of a well-known drawing competition.

He also saw Jiang Jichu secretly put on the watch he gave him.

Gulinxi sent the blessing of "peace and joy".

Jiang Jichu's father drew patterns on the cake by himself.

Jiang Jichu's mother shed tears.

Everyone sang the birthday song.

A large group of people competed to take a photo with Jiang Jichu.

The things that Jiang Jichu should have had, perhaps had been vaguely expected, were all fulfilled in the false illusion.

"Do you want to be a bad person and break the good life he should have had?"

"Xie Ji, did you get it right?"

Xie Ji stood among the crowd holding a valuable red wine glass, participating in everything that was true and false.

He swallowed a sip of red wine, put the wine glass back on the table, and when he looked up again, Jiang Jichu had already emerged from the crowd.

Gu Linxi recruited a top-notch styling team to make the already superior-looking Jiang Jichu even more handsome.

It's just that in the eyes of Gu Linxi, the grandson is a child who will never grow up. The stylist specially applied some light makeup to Jiang Jichu, which softened the too indifferent eyebrows and eyes, making the young man look more like a child raised in a rich nest master.

Jiang Jichu handed him a piece of strawberry cake, and the lights in the hall reflected each other in his eyes.

Xie Ji took the porcelain plate: "Ji Chu, are you going to be happy today?"

Jiang Jichu frowned slightly: "Happy."