[Journey to the West] Monkey, be good

"What the stinky monkey can't do, let me do it for him."

the next day.When I woke up, it was already daylight.

In my sleep, his words kept echoing in my ears. It seemed to sneak into my dream and become a hypnotic song, which made me fall into the clouds above the sky. Very stable.

It wasn't until I woke up that the voice reluctantly dissipated.Realizing that I was curled up in someone's arms, I hurriedly opened my eyes.One person caught my eyes, he closed his eyes lightly, and the corners of his mouth curled up with a crooked smile.The sunlight refracted in through the water curtain outside the cave, casting a light golden luster on his face.

He is not awake yet.

It's nice to wake up before him.

I thought, couldn't help holding my breath, and stared at him for a while.I don't know how long it took, the sun moved an inch, and finally shone on my face, which was a bit dazzling.I narrowed my eyes, moved my little head, and plunged into his arms again, trying to get back to sleep again.Who knows, it's okay to not move, but when I move, I find that my back is sore.

"Hmm..." I snorted softly and snorted nervously.

"Oh, you're awake?" He didn't open his eyes, his voice sounded lazy, but he put his hand on my lower back, rubbed it lightly, and asked, "Why, does my waist hurt again?"

"It doesn't hurt." I shook my head, thinking of last night, I couldn't help but blush, and asked knowingly: "Master, what is it that the Great Sage can't do, you do it for him? Did you just do this for him last night? He still wants to do it?" do what?"

"Huh?" He opened his right eye, looked at me, and said with a smile, "Yo Yo Yo, it's been a night, how do you still remember?"

"I, I'll just ask." I said, lowering my head in embarrassment.

He only smiled for a while, then closed his eyes again, rubbed my waist for a while, and said, "Are you feeling better?"

"It's better." I said, "Actually, it doesn't matter. In this situation, even if there is no old injury in the waist, everyone will be sore for a while, right?"

"Well, that's right." He nodded, and after a while, as if he had made some major decision, he said solemnly: "However, next time I have to be lighter."

"..." I covered my face with my hands, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Oh, what are you talking nonsense, are you ashamed?"

He took my hand, leaned in front of me, his eyes narrowed, and said: "Why, are you shy?"

"Nonsense, nonsense, I don't have it!" I said, puffing out my cheeks and glaring at him, only to see that there seemed to be something missing at the place where his wrist was held.

"!" Wisdom is still there, but the red ribbon the monkey gave me is gone!That was the only thing he gave me, the most important thing!Immediately, my eyes straightened and I became bewildered.Breaking away from his hand, I opened the bed and looked for it in a panic: "Where is it, why is it missing?"

"Huanxi?" He slowly frowned, wondering, "What are you looking for?"

"The cloth strip, the cloth strip that the Great Sage gave me." I didn't care to look at him, and I was afraid of being crushed by him, so I asked him to step aside, and said, "See if you are suppressing it, have you seen it?" Yes, that one... the one you tied on my wrist before is gone. "

"..." He sat up slowly, the thin quilt slipped to his waist, exposing his strong chest, remnants of last night.I accidentally caught a glimpse of it, and when my ears felt hot, I immediately looked away awkwardly, and said, "You too, help me find it, it's very important."

"..." He didn't move, didn't speak, just stared at me with a golden light in his eyes.

The atmosphere was suddenly a little dull, with a little embarrassment in it.

"!" I belatedly realized that something was wrong with my move.According to common sense, after what happened last night, it seems that I should be... gentle with him?Tenderness?Then get up together?Now I hurriedly pushed him away to find the things the monkey gave me.Thinking about it this way, I myself felt a little "turning my face and being ruthless", and it was no wonder that his face was not very good-looking.

"That..." I wanted to say something, but I was at a loss for words, so I had to look for clothes to wear, and said with lowered eyes: "Maybe I fell into the woods yesterday, I will look for it." He moved lightly to the side of the bed to put on his shoes.

"Don't look for it." He said, pressing the cool fingertips on the back of my hand.

"Huh?" I paused, and turned my head to look at him, only to see his other hand stretched out. In the open palm lay two rings made of red silk, one large and one small. Something like a golden thread pinches out a delicate peach blossom.

"Here." He said, his voice a little low.

I couldn't react for a while, and said in a daze: "What?"

"Here's what you're looking for," he said again.After finishing speaking, he held my hand and gently put the small ring on the fourth finger of my left hand, as if the embarrassment just now did not exist, he returned to normal, and explained in a gentle voice: "When you fell asleep When I was free, I made two rings out of it. Put it on and see if it is the right size?"

"..." He lowered his head slightly, and held my hand, as if he was seriously measuring the fit of the ring.I looked at him, and suddenly I didn't know what to say, I only knew that my heart seemed to be filled with something in an instant.Appropriate, naturally appropriate.When I fell asleep in a daze last night, I did feel that someone held my hand, grabbed my fingers and pinched them again and again. I guess he was trying to measure the size of my finger when he was weaving a ring.

"It's pretty good." I sat on the edge of the bed, with my legs hanging naturally, turned half of my body and leaned over to look at it with him, and said with a smile, "What about yours, let me try it on for you."

He obediently stretched out his left hand, and I took the ring and put it on him. "You are so skillful." I said sincerely, looking at the delicate plum blossoms on the ring, and asked, "Is this gold thread? How did you think of using gold thread to weave small flowers?"

He put his hand together with mine, and after appreciating it for a moment, he smiled with satisfaction and said, "Ah——this is not gold thread, it's my hair."

I:"???"

His smile widened, and he added: "Last night, you grabbed several of them, I think...it's a pity to lose them—"

I:"!!!"

Using lost hair to weave florets, normal people really don't think it's disgusting? !Maybe I'm not a normal person, I think, but I'm a little happy.

"Hey, take my ring and sleep in my bed, and you will be mine from now on." He said rascally.

I moved that finger, raised my mouth, and wanted to say "No!" But I felt that there seemed to be something attached to the ring, and there was a red thread thinner than a hair in the middle of the ring. Attached to his ring.

I flicked the thread, it was more than flexible, and asked, "What is this?"

"Red line," he said.

I said: "I can see it, of course it is a red thread. But what I asked is, what kind of thread is this thread..."

"Red thread." He said, his voice lowered a bit, "You fell asleep last night, I have nothing to do, I went to Yuelao to ask him for it." When he spoke, a suspicious blush appeared on his face .

"..." I didn't expect that when he was in distress, I thought he looked very cute, but at the same time I was a little helpless, and said: "But... But Yuelao's marriage line can only be controlled by mortals, not demons, let alone gods ah."

"I don't care." He said, "In short, with this thread and this ring, no matter where you go in the future, whether I am by your side or not, whether you are happy or unhappy, or in danger, I will be there for you. Everyone knows."

"!" My heart skipped a beat, did he go through so much trouble just to keep me safe and happy?It seems that no one has ever taken me so seriously. He is the first and only one.

"Pfft——" I laughed, and the string that had been tense in my heart for hundreds of years loosened without warning.I tilted my head, looked at him slyly, and asked, "Then tell me, am I happy now, and what's on my mind?"

"Are you thinking—" He lengthened his voice, pulled me into his arms with a little force, and said with a smile: "Master treats me well, I like him so much—"

"!!!" I closed my eyes helplessly, pressed my palms on my forehead, sighed, and said, "Master, how can there be such a thick-skinned person like you in the world!!!"

"Is there?" He pretended to touch his face.

I grabbed his face, pulled it from side to side, and shouted with a smile: "Yes, and it's so thick that you can open your screen!"

"Don't make trouble." He pulled my hand away and grinned: "Damn! Your little paw twisted me to death! Take a look, is your face swollen?"

I withdrew my hand, stuck out my tongue embarrassingly, shook my head and said, "No, it's just a little red."

"Hmph!" He patted my forehead like punishment, but the force was light, more like stroking.

I adjusted my sitting posture, leaned on him, stretched out my left hand to look at the red silk ring, and said softly: "Brother Changliu, did you know that I was in danger three years ago because of this strip of cloth? "

"When I gave it to you, I cast a spell on it." He smiled, and stretched out his fingertips to pluck the small peach blossoms on it, "But I was in a hurry at the time, and now I have time to do it right. The ring came out, you see, Doesn’t it look much better than the rotten cloth strips before?”

I said, "They all look good, I like them all."

"Happy." He held my hand in his palm and called my name suddenly.

I said "Huh?"

"Can you..." He hesitated to speak.

I smiled and said, "What's the matter, just talk when you have something to say, it's not like you to be so hesitant."

"Oh——" he chuckled lightly, and said, "Yes, what you said is true." After speaking, he pushed me away a little, pulled my shoulders, looked into my eyes, and said seriously: "Then, you Can you promise me that you will spend less time with monkeys in the future, and stay away from Jin Chan?"

"?" I was taken aback and asked, "Why?"

"No reason." His seriousness lasted only for a moment, and then he said with a smile: "I only have you in my heart, so naturally I hope you only have me in your heart. That stinky monkey can't give you what you want, but I can. So ...Give me all your love for him, won't you?"

For the next few days, I have been thinking about how to transfer my love for one person to another without reservation.Can try several times, but still can't do it.I obviously like Master very much, but it seems that this "like" is not the same as the "like" for monkeys.

I didn't answer him, and he never mentioned it again.

I lived in Huaguo Mountain for a few days, and gradually, the little monkeys in the mountain became familiar with me.I don't know how he explained our relationship to the monkeys, so that when the monkeys saw me, they all giggled.If I found out, I would jump up and down to say hello, shouting, "It's from the king's family!"

Although I have always claimed to be thick-skinned, thin-skinned and broad-minded, I have to admit that I am actually very thin-skinned and narrow-minded than sesame seeds. I hold grudges and get sulky easily.Naturally, I would not admit these words to outsiders.

"What kind of Wang's family, I'm not from your great Wang's family!" I said, blushing with shame, wishing I could find a crack in the ground and slip down.

A little monkey said innocently: "When you get on my king's bed, that's my king's man! You don't know, there are hundreds of female monkeys in the mountains, and they are eager to squeeze next to the king!"

"Female monkey?!" I said, thinking about how the monkey would hug a big female monkey, so besides being amused, I felt sullen——

he dare? !

"The person who said he wasn't my king, look, you blushed when we mentioned you!" said a big horse monkey.

I judged: "How can you say it again?"

"Whoever says one more word, I will seal his mouth." He walked over with a smile and put his arm around my shoulder.

As soon as the monkey saw him, he immediately became excited and shouted: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

He waved his hand and said, "Let's spread out and play, don't surround yourself."

The little monkey scattered with a "boom".I pushed his hand away and said angrily, "Stop putting on an air, you must have ordered them to call me that way."

"What's the matter with shouting, and I'm right." He smiled and said, "Guarding Huaguo Mountain, I am a king of the mountain at best. You guys have waited for hundreds of years, and finally a Mrs. Yazhai came. Happy."

While talking, he arrived in front of a swing.As soon as I lifted my buttocks and sat on it, he consciously stood behind and helped me push the swing. After letting go, he didn't forget to open his arms to protect me from falling.

I swayed my legs comfortably, and scolded with a smile: "Get up! Who do you say is the wife of Zhai?!"

He lightly pushed me on the back, thought for a while, and said, "Then... Mr. Yazhai?"

"!" I was so sore that my hand slipped, and I flew off the swing.But knowing that he would definitely catch me, I was not afraid.

Sure enough, after reaching the highest point, it only fell three feet before falling into his arms.I consciously wrapped my arms around his neck, and he slowly spun down with me in his arms. His blood-colored clothes fluttered into the shape of a flower under the agitation of the mountain wind.

"Wow-"

"Wow-"

The little monkeys reappeared out of nowhere, looked up to the sky, and exclaimed, "Your Majesty is so handsome, he is dying! He is dying! My God!"

Are these little monkeys too exaggerated?I thought to myself, how handsome is he?So he looked up, and unexpectedly met his smiling eyes.I narrowed my eyes.He laughed "haha", put me down firmly, and asked, "Are you still playing on the swing?"

"Don't play anymore." I said.

"Yeah." He took my hand and said, "Then go play something else. In Huaguoshan, I can't guarantee anything else, but there is definitely no shortage of food and entertainment."

"I don't want to play anymore..." I said.

He frowned: "what's the matter, who made you unhappy?"

"No." I shook my head, looked at the peach blossoms all over the mountain, and said, "Look, there are so many flowers on the mountain, I want to pick some to make wine. I did brew wine in Mancang before, but it only took three months, it was too hasty. The brewed wine is not good. Peach blossom wine, the longer it is buried in the ground, the more fragrant it will be when taken out to drink. I want to brew more for you and bury it under the tree. In this way, every time you celebrate the new year, you You can take it out and drink."

He raised his eyebrows: "You said, it was brewed just for me?"

"..." I looked into his expectant eyes, nodded and said with a smile, "Yeah!"

He mobilized the monkeys all over the mountain to help me pick peach blossoms, and he went to the polar regions of the East China Sea to fetch deep sea water.

Although the fruit trees in the fruit forest in the back mountain are very mixed, there is still a relatively concentrated area with about [-] peach trees growing.I brewed many jars of wine with the peach blossoms I picked and deep sea water, and I buried a jar under almost every flower tree.

Thinking about thousands of years later, I took out a jar, patted the clay, and the mellow fragrance of peach blossoms wafted away. Some people who liked it and appreciated it took a bowl and drank it in a big bowl. It felt really good.

In fact, some things and some people are not too different from wine making.The longer the time, the more I like it.I feel more and more that letting go is worse than not letting go.

Thinking of this, I was a little lost in thought.When he regained consciousness, he had already buried the last jar of wine.We faced each other, squatted on the ground, guarding an old tree that seemed to be thousands of years old, staring with big eyes, silent for a while, "Pfft—" laughed together.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!" At this moment, a little monkey ran over and said, "There are guests from the mountains!"

Being disturbed, he was a little displeased, and said: "Why are you so frizzy, who is here, tell me!"

The little monkey took a breath and said, "A monk with a big beard, he said he is your junior brother!"

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