Iron Head Kung Fu
"Are you okay? Be careful, you might have gotten burned."
Zhou Xi pursed his lips: "It's okay."
"Go wash up." Gao Liyang pulled Zhou Xi towards the pool.
"good."
In the early years, the public facilities in Jingbei Temple were not yet complete, and the public toilet was in a remote corner. However, many people wanted to wash their hands after burning incense to remove the smell on their hands, but the toilet was too far away. For this reason, they received many complaints. Later, they had to spend money to clear a small area in the woods next to the main hall to build a washbasin.
The spring water brought down from the mountain gushes out from the uniquely shaped fish mouth. It is not only a washbasin, but also a small viewing pool.
"Just rinse it with water, it's all red."
Gao Liyang pulled Zhou Xi's hand under the water. The water flowed through his fingers, feeling itchy and cool.
Zhou Xi stared at the hand holding her wrist. It was really a pair of beautiful hands that were very suitable for painting. It would be great if she was the painter.
"You can let go now." Zhou Xi moved his wrist.
"oh."
Gao Liyang loosened his grip, curled his fingers awkwardly, moved them to the side, and reached under the mouth of another fish. Water slowly gathered into his palm.
"Let go of your hand, so I can see what you wrote?"
Zhou Xi held the brush in one hand and pressed the red blessing note with the other: "Still thinking about it."
"You don't write?"
"I don't ask for anything. If you want it, I'll give it to you." Gao Liyang took a pen and wrote on the scrap paper next to him. It's no secret that his hand feeling has deteriorated a lot after not practicing for a long time.
"No, one is enough."
Zhou Xi tilted his head to glance at what Gao Liyang had written: "Nice handwriting. How long have you been practicing it?"
"That's right. Praising my handwriting is actually praising yourself." Gao Liyang wrote Zhou Xi's name.
"As for how long I practiced, how can I put it? I was forced to practice for a while when I was a kid, but I abandoned it when I grew up."
Zhou Xi: “Hard pen is also good.”
"certainly."
For Gao Liyang, both hard pen and brush are used together.
However, Gao Liyang could not sit still when he was a child. His father rarely came home, and because he was too noisy, he locked him in the study and forced him to practice calligraphy, saying that it was to train his character.
What the hell is this exercise? It's simply killing his pitiful innocence. Every time he practices calligraphy, he has to sit up straight and practice seriously. If Gao Zhiyuan finds him slacking off, he will double the effort.
Moreover, Gao Liyang's most serious problem at that time was that his hands shook uncontrollably when holding the pen. Sometimes his hands shook like a sieve, and the horizontal stroke looked like an ugly caterpillar crawling.
Especially when Gao Zhiyuan was staring at him from behind while he was writing, he was scared to death and hesitated before writing.
After practicing, his writing became as steady as an old dog. He didn't know whether he was numb or he had really overcome this problem, but he didn't want to care about it anymore.
Because later on, he refused to practice it no matter what. Even if he picked it up to play with it occasionally, his posture was very casual, and he did whatever was comfortable for him.
Gao Liyang let the dry brush absorb ink in the stone inkstone, pressed it down, and wrote on the wishing note.
Zhou Xi picked up the pen and wrote down each stroke steadily: Missing my old friends, we meet in my dreams.
After the ink stains dried, Gao Liyang hung it up on a bamboo pole.
At this time, the wind blew, and thousands of wishing sticks on the wishing tree began to dance, which was extremely spectacular.
Zhou Xi squinted her eyes and found her own one, which was swaying. Was it the answer Xu Shulan gave her?
The two of them also stood under the tree and spied on other people's wishes, which were all kinds of strange and varied.
Zhou Xi remembered the direction Gao Liyang had just hung it, but couldn't help but look at his wish note.
Gao Liyang's handwriting was unrestrained and free-flowing. Even on a narrow piece of paper, the words did not shrink at all, and some strokes had already floated out.
Tired of looking up, Zhou Xi lowered his head, and suddenly everything in front of him went dark.
“Bang—”
Two young monks were ringing a bell on the mountain. The sound was heavy and long, and many people looked up.
The bell rang three times and then stopped, but Zhou Xi could still hear the bell ringing in his ears for a long time, and it seemed to be getting more and more rampant.
"What's wrong with you? Speak—"
"week--"
The wrist was grabbed again, but this time it was the one with the wrist guard wrapped around it.
Zhou Xi felt the constant heat through a thin layer of cloth. She stared at Gao Liyang's mouth which opened and closed several times. In a daze, she suddenly confirmed one thing.
His ears finally settled down, and Zhou Xi opened his mouth: "Gao Liyang——"
Zhou Xi rarely called Gao Liyang's name so directly, which scared Gao Liyang so much that he stood up straight, but Zhou Xi raised his head to look at him, so he bent down slightly again.
"What's wrong?"
"How many points are you missing from Qing University?"
"ah?"
Zhou Xi took a breath and said, "Can I see you there next September?"
"What the hell?"
Zhou Xi said: "..."
Forget it, whatever happens. You don’t understand human language better than a cow, you idiot.
Zhou Xi received a call for help from Qi Haha.
When she and Gao Liyang arrived at the hospital, they saw Qi Haha lying on the bed with one arm suspended by a bandage and several marks of injury on his face.
"Classmate, look at your deskmate. Isn't he miserable? Isn't he pitiful?" Qi Haha held his breath, and was so weak that he was about to fall asleep in the next second.
Gao Liyang looked at it and found that he was stuck in the middle of breathing, unable to go up or down.
Alas, he has become my former deskmate.
Zhou Xi hooked a small bag with his index finger: "The fried brown sugar rice cake you asked for."
“Fuck—”
Qi Haha bared his teeth and claws, wanting to jump down: "Quick, quick, bring it to me!"
The sesame oil adheres to the soft and sticky rice cake. When you insert a thin skewer into it, the brown sugar inside flows out directly, and it can be said to melt in your mouth.
However, the soup Zhou Xi brought had missed the best time to eat right out of the pot, and it had become a little hard. However, Qi Haha was so moved that he was about to cry. He had been tortured by his mother's tonic soup these past two days.
Who knows how many kinds of things are added to the soup that looks like porridge? He is afraid that he will get a nosebleed after drinking it.
Qi Haha ate with his mouth full of oil, shaking his head, his heart and liver trembling, and after he finished eating, he still held the skewer in his mouth and was reluctant to throw it away.
"Hey, handsome Gao, why are you here?" Qi Haha blew his bangs. He didn't leave, but an acquaintance came.
Gao Liyang dragged a chair and said, "Come over and play for a few days. I didn't expect that we haven't seen each other for half a year. The next time we meet is at the hospital."
"Hey, what you said is true. The hospital is a sacred place. You should be content to be able to see me!"
"Tell me what happened?" Zhou Xi was pushed by Gao Liyang and sat on the chair.
Qi Haha looked at the two of them. Zhou Xi's right leg was folded on top of her left leg, and her tight jeans made her legs look long and thin. Her arms were casually resting on the chair, and her aura was two meters and eight, more queen-like than a queen.
Gao Liyang stood quietly behind Zhou Xi, with one hand on the back of the chair, as if saying - this is my man, dare you touch me?
Qi Haha covered himself with the quilt, leaving only the top of his head exposed: "No, what are you two doing? Are you interrogating a criminal? It's so violent."
"I'll take it, I'll take it—"
"Fuck it, I just talked too much before, and then I was blocked by my enemies, and then I ended up in the hospital." Qi Haha cursed, damn it, who dared to bet on him.
The story begins on the afternoon of the holiday.
Qi Haha had happily planned to go to Nanmen Street to buy some fried brown sugar rice cakes, then go home to get his luggage and run to Wencheng to find Xie Ge.
As a result, he was playing with his phone and accidentally walked into a deserted alley, and then he was stuck in traffic.
Three big, strong thugs with big flowers and birds tattooed on their arms told him they were short one and wanted to get him in for some fun.
Fuck him! What's the point of missing one? He doesn't even lack skins in the game. What kind of idiotic things can he say?
However, he didn't think he could fight three at once, and of the thirty-six strategies, running away was the best strategy. That's right, his legs were too long, and after being tripped, he couldn't run away, and a fierce battle was inevitable.
When he was seeing stars and about to faint, he suddenly thought, damn, I've lost a lot of money.
Hey, then he heard the police car coming, and the police sounded calling him.
For the first time in his seventeen years of life, he felt that the sound of this little blue car was so beautiful. He was so moved that he wanted to pee in his eyes.
Oh, yes, the big loss was that, damn, he couldn't eat the authentic fried brown sugar rice cake from Wencheng, and he couldn't even eat the second-grade Beibin one.
He, he is so frustrated.
"Uncle police, have you found out?" Zhou Xi mourned for Qi Haha's legs in his heart for a second. He decided to stew some pig's trotters to nourish him, which was also considered as healing with like.
"What the hell, those three idiots just said they couldn't stand me, and then, those three idiots weren't even adults yet, they were only in the third grade of junior high school. I'm really fucked—"
Qi Haha became more and more excited as he spoke. He threw back his quilt and was about to jump up to give his speech, but Zhou Xi gave him a look and stopped him.
"How did they learn during the nine years of compulsory education? Their heads are filled with pig shit and horse piss. People like them don't deserve to go to high school. They should go to the factory and screw in screws. Ugh!"
Zhou Xi supported his forehead with his hand and listened to Qi Haha venting as if it was normal. But Gao Liyang was different. He was simply amazed.
"You deserve to be in jail. What was it? Reform through labor. Yes, reform through labor. You want to stop harming society!"
Zhou Xi handed over a glass of water: "Take a break."
Qi Haha waved his hands: "No, no, that—"
"Where was I talking about?"
"Re-education through labor." Zhou Xi added, and then, because the chair was too low, Gao Liyang, who was like a mountain behind him, pushed it to the side.
Gao Liyang pointed at himself: "Me?"
Zhou Xi nodded and patted him comfortingly.
Gao Liyang shut up.
"Oh, that's about right. This isn't a serious matter anyway. Just lock those three idiots up for a few days and then compensate me for my medical expenses, nutrition expenses, and mental damages."
"Brother, this is a bit miserable." Gao Liyang touched his chin. He had experienced this lame leg twice before, and it was really uncomfortable.
"Of course not! My May Day holiday is completely ruined! Damn it! My suitcase is still waiting for me at home!"
Qi Haha was so angry that he wanted to find someone to punch and kick him, but he couldn't move at all.
"You can lie down for a long time, it's a good time to play games." Zhou Xi glanced at Qi Haha, who was staring with eyes wide open like a dead fish.
"Oh, that's right. I'll kill anyone who stands in my way in the big world!"
Zhou Xi and Gao Liyang chatted with Qi Haha for a while and then left.
As soon as the door closed, the entire single room became quiet in an instant.
Qi Haha yelled, "But I'm going to look for Xie Ge on May Day—"
"Brother, watch where you're going!"
Gao Liyang helped Zhou Xi steady himself, and he almost fell to the ground.
"Are you okay?" Zhou Xi leaned against the wall and also pulled Gao Liyang.
They were still a while away from the elevator when a black thing rushed over and sent her flying. Fortunately, Gao Liyang was supporting her from behind.
The man in black quickly apologized: "Sorry, sorry!"
Zhou Xi saw someone about to leave and stopped him: "Hey, wait a minute——"
"Remember us?"
"Thank you, Ge."
Gao Li rubbed his shoulders slowly and said, "It's okay, it's okay."
Xie Ge was in a hurry and hadn't noticed it just now, but now he saw it clearly: "It's you, what are you doing..."
"Just as you thought, you came to see us too, haha, right?" There were many people around, so Zhou Xi stood closer to the wall.
Xie Ge took off his hat and nodded.
"We just finished watching it, and you're here. What a coincidence." Gao Liyang was a little surprised. Xie Ge was dressed in black, and Zhou Xi had sharp eyes and recognized him at once.
"How is he?" Xie Ge clenched his hands.
"It's nothing serious. You can go up and wait outside for a while. He should have just laid down to rest now."
"Okay, thank you, see you someday."
Seeing Xie Ge looking exhausted and hurried, Zhou Xi had a feeling that Qi Haha and his problem could be solved this time.
"hiss!"
Zhou Xi turned around and saw Gao Liyang clutching his shoulder, grinning, "Didn't you say you were fine?"
"It's just a little bit. The main thing is that there are outsiders here, and it's not good to embarrass them, right? He has important business to do."
Gao Liyang raised his arm and twisted it slowly: "Look at you, your head is really solid, huh? Did you practice iron head kung fu? Oh my god——"
After Gao Liyang said this, Zhou Xi was no longer nervous.
"If your brain isn't solid, then it's just water in the brain. Hey, are you really okay? Do you want to go and take a look? It's quite close."
Gao Liyang was really happy. It was indeed quite close. They were in the orthopedics department right now and hadn't gone down yet.
"It's okay, it's okay, it will be fine after a while."
"real?"
"More real than real gold, let's go."
"Really? You don't need me to answer it?"
"Need not."
Zhou Xi turned down the volume a bit and leaned his head directly against the high-speed train glass.
"Yes, I'll go back with Gao Liyang."
Gao Liyang took off his headphones tremblingly and placed them in Zhou Xi's palm.
He had a feeling that he was the kind of scumbag who kidnapped a good girl. If Yang Jinyang could come out of the screen, he would definitely be carrying a weapon.
"What do you want to eat—" Zhou Xi twisted the small Bluetooth headset with his fingers, "Sweet and sour pork ribs, as for the rest, you can decide."
"Hang up." Zhou Xi clicked on the phone and handed the earphones over again.
"continue."
"Oh." Gao Liyang took a breath. He loved learning, and the things in the headphones were good things, good things.
The phone screen kept on and messages popped up, but Gao Liyang endured it and endured it.
Finally, he decided to take a look at his phone, just one look.
…
"What's wrong?" Zhou Xi saw Gao Liyang looking daydreamy and silly.
"No, hiss—"
Gao Liyang protected his head and grabbed a piece of the soft little thing.
"Depend on--"
"Ya Ya! Haha——"
Zhou Xi chuckled and made eye contact with a baby in the back seat.
She smiled with her eyes wide open, as if emitting waves of cuteness. There were two small buns on the top of her head, which must have been caused by her playing with them. They were already tilted and in a precarious state.
"Zhou Xiaoxi, hurry up, help me, oh my, my hair is sore—"
"Brother, goose!"
Zhou Xi carefully pried open the small hands, which were only half the size of hers, one by one, but the next second, her hands were grabbed again.
"An An, don't grab, let go——"
A grandmother who looked well-maintained pinched the face of the girl called An An and said, "I'm sorry, I just fell asleep, and this little guy had no one to play with, so he started to act up."
"It's okay." Gao Liyang tidied his hair and looked down. There were two fallen hairs on his clothes.
He suddenly remembered that Wen Jingrui, that bastard, used to do the same thing when he was a kid. He was heartbroken for a moment, but he still couldn't get used to it and calmly sweep away the two strands of hair.
Zhou Xi moved her hand, and An An suddenly let go, but still looked at her.
The woman next to him heard the noise and took off her mask: "What a coincidence, two little kids."
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