It is about 11 or 12 kilometers from the village to the foot of the sacred waterfall, where the local Tibetans bathe and pray for blessings. The two set out from Sangji's home and walked slowly along the stream for more than ten minutes before reaching the end of the village. The white pagoda was bathed in the morning light, and the banners printed with scriptures fluttered in the wind. The sea buckthorn forest was dense and sparse, winding along the grassland. Several yaks with bells hanging on them were grazing.
Crossing the mossy bridge from the seabuckthorn forest, we entered the mountain area. The dense shade blocked the sun along the way, and the moist vegetation stretched out its leaves in the dim light.
Everything Ye Kai sees is new.
Light green tendrils hang upside down on the tall trees.
"What's this?"
Chen Youhan glanced at it and said, "Songluo, the locals call it tree beard."
Ye Kai exclaimed, "Wow!" "That's amazing."
Although she didn't know whether he was saying that Songluo was awesome or that he was awesome, Chen Youhan still thought he was cute.
A yellow leaf appeared among the green vines, and he was surprised: "Brother Youhan, look!"
Heart-shaped.
"Even the leaves are in the shape of loving you." His tone was light and playful, making people want to beat him up, but it was mostly sweet. Chen Youhan couldn't beat or scold him, so he pulled him into his arms and rubbed his soft black hair.
A bright red maple tree was interspersed among the green trees and golden bushes. He took out his cell phone and took pictures again and again.
Pine cones and needles fell to the ground. Ye Kai picked up two and gently wiped the dust off the surface with his fingers: "Brother Youhan, your lunch."
Chen Youhan was completely helpless, and exposed him angrily and amusedly: "Is it necessary to seduce me like this?"
Ye Kai's smile disappeared, and he threw the two pine cones away coldly and heartlessly: "Your lunch is gone."
Chen Youhan followed him slowly with his hands in his pockets: "Baby, you are so cute, I can't help but be more serious."
If it is this strategy game, the system will now remind you to add ten points for correct dialogue.
The soil under his feet was muddy due to the seepage of stream water, and the roots of trees were intertwined and exposed on the surface. The mountain road became more and more difficult as he went up. Ye Kai was out of breath and was already two steps behind Chen Youhan. Chen Youhan stopped and waited for him. When the man caught up with him, he stretched out his hand, raised his eyes slightly, and said jokingly and lazily: "Give me a chance."
Ye Kai held his hand, and their palms touched, both feeling a little damp.
Since there were fools willing to lend him strength, he became more and more lazy, using only 70% of his strength to take a step, and using the remaining 30% to look at the flowers, birds, and the fun, such as the lamas wrapped in red robes and carrying baskets on their backs drinking water in the mountain stream.
"You know what?" Chen Youhan said with a careless smile in his voice, "You really are getting more and more spoiled as you grow older."
How could he be like this before? He was so well behaved that I didn't know where to start.
"Is it because of Lucas's pampering?"
Spoiled? The unfamiliar adjective made Ye Kai stunned for a moment, and then within a second he reflected on what he had done in the past two days. His first reaction to refute was forcibly suppressed. He was not justified, thinking, I am just bullying you deliberately because I have no fear.
Chen Youhan smiled and said, "Next time I see him, I should thank him properly."
"Thank you for what?"
"Thank you for being so good to my boyfriend in the past two years. Thank you for loving you, pampering you, and protecting your cuteness."
"Who is your boyfriend?"
Chen Youhan glanced back at him, smiling: "I'm still trying to pry it open, don't rush me."
After passing through the dense forest, there is a wide valley surrounded by snow-capped mountains. The sunlight is so dazzling that it is impossible to look directly at it. A huge lightning-struck tree fell charred on the roadside, with thick and moist moss growing on it. The waterfall is right in front of us, and the entire bottom of the cliff is covered with colorful prayer flags. Over the years, as one layer fades, a new layer is added.
The ice and snow of Kawagebo melted under the golden sunlight and meandered down along the strong arms of the sacred mountain. The long journey was lonely and holy. When the wind blew, the cold and delicate water vapor would drift along the fan-shaped cliffs, forming a smoky water curtain, and when exposed to the sun, a rainbow appeared.
An old man was bathing shirtless under a waterfall.
The water temperature was close to zero degrees, but his loose arms did not tremble.
Several middle-aged Tibetan women knelt far away, holding beads in their hands, and chanted in unison in Tibetan. The blessing songs echoed far away in the valley.
Shocked, Ye Kai could only watch in awe, unable to utter a word. As he approached the bottom of the waterfall, the sound of water was deafening and the cold air was overwhelming. He shivered violently from the cold after having just broken out in a sweat. Chen Youhan held his hand and walked slowly along the bottom of the curved cliff. The dark brown rocks were wet from the impact, and prayer scriptures were also posted on the slippery rock walls.
Ye Kai raised his head, the light suddenly changed, and he caught a glimpse of a rainbow, which disappeared before he could say anything.
Chen Youhan felt his hand being squeezed tightly, and followed his gaze. There was only a curtain of water vapor being blown away by the wind into the sunlight. He retracted his gaze, and in the shadows at the bottom of the cliff and the sunlight reflected by the snow-capped mountains, he saw Ye Kai's beautiful and clean face, half bright and half dark, looking up. The tip of his upturned nose was almost transparent in the sun, and under his black eyelashes, his eyes were extremely dark, purer than the rocks under the divine waterfall that had been soaked in the snow-capped mountain water for billions of years.
"Rainbow, Brother Youhan, a very light rainbow."
He didn't hear Chen Youhan's response.
After two seconds, he came back to his senses, turned back hesitantly, and was kissed by Chen Youhan. He was stunned for a moment, and his heart was filled with a soft and melancholy feeling. He climbed Chen Youhan's shoulders and responded softly.
This kiss was devoid of any lust, their lips rubbed against each other and separated, separated and then sucked gently, Chen Youhan pressed his forehead against his, and couldn't help but raise his hand and touch his soft and smooth cheek with his fingertips. "Xiao Kai," he said in a deep voice, lowering his eyes and staring at him, "Anyone who lies here will have a bad life for the rest of his life. I can tell you anything you want to know here."
The breath of speech and breathing gently brushed against Ye Kai's nostrils, a fusion of hormones and perfume, a smell that Ye Kai was addicted to. He didn't say anything, but couldn't help but kiss him again and bite his lower lip.
The lips always look like they are about to separate, which would probably make gods feel disgusted.
Ye Kai lowered his eyes, his gaze lingering on his kissed soft lips, and whispered, "Don't ask."
Chen Youhan was surprised, his Adam's apple rolled, and his breath stagnated with nervousness. He thought that he didn't want to listen.
"I won't force you here." Ye Kai paused, "I won't ask a single question, and you don't have to answer a single question. Brother Youhan, you will be fine and will not be punished."
Chen Youhan's eyes were obviously shocked, and then he hugged him tightly regardless of everything, choking with sobs: "...How could I hurt you?" He said with difficulty and pain, "How could I bear to hurt you at that time, how could I let you leave..."
The eagle's cry startled the sky and the clouds, and the singing sound gradually mixed into an echo in the lonely sky.
The T-shirt was wrinkled by the hug, leaving the shape of Chen Youhan's palm. His fingertips curled up, and his arms became more and more powerful, gradually squeezing Ye Kai so hard that he couldn't breathe. The hug was almost fused into his bones and blood. Ye Kai stroked his back hard, his cheek pressed tightly against his burning neck, a surge of intense emotions surged like a mountain torrent that was hard to contain, his eyes reddened, and he opened his mouth and bit down hard on his shoulder.
Even through the clothes, there were teeth marks and blood. Ye Kai was like a ferocious beast, biting tightly on his prey - determined to die together.
Chen Youhan groaned, frowned in pain, held his breath and gasped in pain, his eyes reddened in pain, but he was reluctant to push him away. Instead, he pressed the back of his neck even deeper.
"Baby, baby, baby..." He called him softly again and again, enduring the pain to kiss Ye Kai's earlobe, kiss behind his ear, and kiss his soft hair.
When he raised his eyes again, they were completely wet, but fierce, fierce and desperate, so desperate that there was no way to release it.
The two looked at each other closely, their eyes entangled, and their eyes changed from sober pain to absurd love. Ye Kai felt the soles of his feet soften out of thin air, and Chen Youhan's rapid breathing turned into another kind of instability. He held Ye Kai's hand and walked forward regardless.
The mountain road was steep, gravel rolled down with footsteps, in broad daylight, halfway through the walk, they pulled each other into the dense forest. The trunks of some tall trees were shaken by the collision, and leaves fell all over the ground. Ye Kai pulled Chen Youhan to kiss him, and his hot palms moved randomly and vigorously on his broad back. Chen Youhan clung to him, pushing him hopelessly and fiercely, pushing the sparrows perched on the branches so hard that they chirped and flew away in shame.
When we arrived at Sangji's house, the adults were not there. Only Pingcuo was doing his homework on a small stone bench in the yard. A wounded spotted yak was lying in the fence, mooing long and short. Someone had braided its hair with two small flowers and many beautiful pink and white beads. Ye Kai glanced at it quickly. It looked calm and its cry was painful and gentle.
The door on the second floor was slammed shut, and Pingcuo was so scared that he trembled, and the blunt tip of his pencil scratched the notebook.
They pulled each other to take off the T-shirts, and the teeth marks on Chen Youhan's shoulder were swollen. Ye Kai regretted it and kissed her softly, rolling her tongue moistly.
"help me."
Chen Youhan held his wrist and then clasped his palm.
down.
Ye Kai's eyes were dazed due to the heat, and he gasped under his overbearing and unquestionable orders.
The balcony door was not closed, the warm wind swayed the white gauze, and the shadows of the trees also swayed on the wall. I don't know who got together first, it was as if they lost their souls in the moment they were close to each other, their movements were impatient and out of control, neither of them let go, and the heavy breathing reached its peak in a few minutes, and then both relaxed.
It was quiet inside and outside the house. After a while, Pingcuo's tuneless singing voice was heard.
Ye Kai leaned on Chen Youhan's shoulder and laughed as his breathing gradually calmed down.
What to do? I’m still very energetic.
The sound of a car engine approached from far away, and it seemed to drive into Sangji's courtyard. Pingcuo cheered downstairs, put down his pencil and ran out.
The horn blew twice.
Chen Youhan whispered in his ear: "Baby, forget about Lucas and elope with me."
Then she helped him zip up his clothes, buttoned them, and even combed his hair to make it neat and tidy.
Footsteps sounded in the corridor. Sang Ji knocked on the door politely and said cheerfully, "Mr. Chen, this is the Prado you wanted."
Chen Youhan put on a T-shirt and kissed Ye Kai on the corner of his mouth: "Put on your clothes and go pack your luggage."
Then he calmly opened the door.
As he and Sangji were greeting each other, Ye Kaifeng ran to the balcony, half of his body leaning over the railing. He saw Pingcuo trying to compare his height with the tire of the Prado.
The clothes were quickly folded and the two backpacks were neatly packed. Chen Youhan carried one of them on one shoulder. When Ye Kai wanted to ask something, he shushed her and said in a low voice, "Be good, don't talk, it will make you hard."
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