The drum tower of Songzanlin Temple faces due south. At dusk, the sound of the bell announcing the time can be heard from ten miles away.
Dusk gradually fell, and the cries of a flock of red-billed crows circling in the distance penetrated the clouds and reached the balcony of the suite.
One even stopped.
Ye Kai was held in Chen Youhan's arms, his breathing was broken, and he shivered under the sharp black eyes of the red-billed crow.
...After all, it is a divine bird that symbolizes good fortune and blessings, and is immersed in the sound of butter lamps and chanting every day. Would seeing such a scene hinder its practice?
His bathrobe was torn into a mess, his belt hanging on the ground. He pushed Chen Youhan away, breathing rapidly: "... Go back to the room..."
The red-billed crow cried out, its voice was hoarse and sounded no different from that of an ordinary crow. After that, it tilted its black little head and looked at Ye Kai, who was spread-legged and pressed into the wide rattan lounge chair.
On the bluestone brick slope downstairs, the sound of electric vehicles passing by passed by. Some young female tourists were chatting in a delicate voice, praising the nice weather here.
Chen Youhan not only made him feel hot all over, but also smiled and put her finger to his lips to stop him from shouting. When the voices faded away and the red-billed crows flew away, Ye Kai pushed him away and hid in the house in his robe as if he was escaping.
In fact, even if she really bought the lubricant, Chen Youhan was reluctant to start. She tossed and turned from the afternoon to dawn on the first day. Although she applied the medicine carefully, Chen Youhan felt like a beast when he saw the bruises on his legs and arms.
There was no real fighting, but two days passed and no dirty deeds were done.
While I was having afternoon tea and watching the sunset, somehow no one appeared on the balcony. I had only read a few lines of a book, which was spread out on a small square table and flipped around in the wind. The person who was reading the book disappeared, and the slender fingers that turned the pages were stained with gorgeous powder. All the skills were used to please the other person.
The curtains were drawn tightly, and in the ambiguous light of the afternoon, the white sheets could muffle the sounds of breathing, which would make anyone blush.
Holding hands, we took a walk on the ridge of the field. From 4 to 6 in the afternoon, the afterglow in the wilderness faded, and the air was filled with lazy warmth. We could also kiss. As we were kissing, our feet slipped and we both fell into the field. The wind blew the long waves of barley. No one was seen, only the green ears of wheat were rolling and shaking, and the soft soil was compacted. Suddenly, a low laugh with panting came, and I didn't know who was laughing at whom.
When they returned to the hotel, Chen Youhan's back was covered with mud stains, while Ye Kai's white T-shirt was still white. The housekeeper observed them and guessed their positions in the mud.
At night, everything was quiet, the Milky Way hung upside down, and the two sat in the garden, enjoying the breeze and listening to the campfire singing in the distance. The Tibetan employees of the hotel danced the Guozhuang dance around, the sounds were loud and distant.
On a whim, he went to the Dukezong Ancient Town to hang out late at night. There was no one on the wet street, only a few bars on the second floor with star-shaped lights on and faint drum sounds. Ye Kai pulled him up to the second floor, found a table closest to the stage, and toasted lightly. The bar was opened by a foreigner, and the band was also British, with a mixed style of steamwave and British. The lead singer was tired of singing and came to chat with them. Chen Youhan spoke fluently and smoothly, with a pure American accent, just like he spoke Chinese, gentlemanly and full of grace.
"You...you..." Ye Kai was shocked. After a while, he asked with great admiration: "Where did you sign up for this class?"
The question was unexpected and cute, and Chen Youhan almost choked on his beer with laughter.
After paying the bill, he ran down the stairs like crazy and ran into Chen Youhan's arms. It was cold at night, and even his words were hot. A warm yellow light was hanging on the beams of the house. Ye Kai leaned over to his ear and said, "The boss just asked me if you are my boyfriend."
"Really?" Chen Youhan asked.
"No," Ye Kai said deliberately, "It's a fuck buddy."
Chen Youhan held his face, his deep and handsome features were cast into shadow under the light, "Are you looking for sex?"
Ye Kai kissed him quickly on the lips, ran a few steps, turned around and looked at him with a smile, and said, "My boss told me to seize the opportunity and try harder. Did he make a mistake? Brother Youhan," the light in his eyes flickered like fireflies in the blue night, subtle, ambiguous, with tacit indulgence, "No matter what, it should be you who should work hard."
Chen Youhan lowered his head and lit a cigarette. Under the dark blue starry sky, his silhouette was lazy. He smiled at Ye Kai nonchalantly, then walked towards him slowly with one hand in his pocket: "How much more effort do you need to put in? Hmm?" The red star of the cigarette butt flickered between his fingers. He curled his lips and said calmly and indifferently, "If I die in a car accident tomorrow, all the assets and insurance except the GC stocks will be the beneficiary to you."
Ye Kai's smile froze on his face.
Suddenly he panicked: "...That's not what I meant," he calmed down, "Just now the boss actually said that we are a good match, that you are very handsome, and asked if we are married..."
Chen Youhan stopped beside him and interrupted his incoherent speech: "I changed it after that critical illness, baby. I didn't do it to make you happy, nor was I just saying it casually."
Ye Kai was unable to catch his breath, and felt that Chen Youhan was unreasonable and insane: "You didn't even know at that time whether I would still be willing to see you."
Chen Youhan raised her hand to stroke his earlobe which was a little cold from the cold, lowered her head and stared at him: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to. Don't be so moved. If a person is not dead, the will can always be changed. Maybe one day I see that you are living a good life and I get married, and I will rewrite it?" He smiled silently and coaxed softly: "Otherwise, if something unexpected really happens one day, won't my wife go to fight you?"
Ye Kai turned around and walked forward with his head down. He had no idea which direction he was going. He said in a confused manner, "I don't want it. Change it back... I don't want anything."
"It's not much money." Chen Youhan brushed off the ash from his cigarette. "Several hundred million, I can't remember now. I can't give you GC shares, otherwise you would be annoyed to death by those people."
Ye Kai suddenly shouted: "I said I don't want it!"
Chen Youhan grabbed his arm: "Are you afraid? What are you afraid of?" He frowned, but his expression was still gentle, as if he actually knew the answer to this question. But he still wanted to force him, still wanted to force Ye Kai: "You still love me, and you will be with me for the rest of your life after you have vented your anger. You said it yourself, I remember it clearly, you want to deny it? It's too late. Are tens of billions of dollars worthy of spending a lifetime with you? If not, I will try harder. You Ye family are too picky, but I, Chen Youhan, have picked your star."
Ye Kai shook his head, feeling anxious and short of breath.
Chen Youhan stared at him, his eyes were gentle yet fierce: "Do you think love is too heavy? Do you think no one can predict the future, and do you think it's too early to talk about a lifetime since you are still young?"
Ye Kai was suddenly a little overwhelmed by him, but instinctively refuted Chen Youhan's speculation: "No, no, it's not like that..."
Chen Youhan smiled and said, "I used to think you were too young, so I didn't dare to tell you these things. I was afraid of scaring you, being abrupt, or you would feel too much pressure and suffocate and avoid me. I kept telling myself in my heart that I should respect you and wait for you, wait for you to grow up, and wait for you to think clearly. Have you grown up now? Hmm? Baby, I want you to tell me yourself, have you grown up? Tell me."
Ye Kai looked at him, and his chaotic emotions gradually calmed down. He finally dared to read the contents of Chen Youhan's eyes seriously. After a while, his eyes changed from calm and firm to anxious and hurried, and he lowered his head and said "hmm" softly.
Chen Youhan's smile widened. "I don't care even if you say you haven't grown up yet. I'm sorry, I used to think respecting and protecting you was more important than loving you, but if I don't push you today and fight for you with all my heart, I will regret it in the future. I'm afraid I will regret it and live a miserable life."
Ye Kai was cornered. The blue moonlight enveloped the two of them.
"Don't be afraid," Chen Youhan gently pinched his cold cheek and coaxed him with a smile: "It's just a will. The scourge will last for thousands of years. People like me are destined to have a long life. It will be a bit difficult for you to inherit it early."
Ye Kai wanted to scold him, but gave up and put his arms around his neck and kissed him.
It turned out that the historic white pagoda was behind him, miraculously surviving the fire that year. The colorful prayer flags were bathed in the moonlight, and he was kissed and leaned against them gently, and the prayer wheel rolled twice.
Drunkards passed by and whistled at them.
Ye Kai steadied his breath and said, "This doesn't count as a proposal, does it?"
"It's up to you. It's up to you if you think it counts."
"Shouldn't we make it more serious?"
"How grand? Will it be enough to book all the signboards on the buildings in Ning City and play "Chen Youhan Loves Ye Kai" on loop for a month?"
"It's too rustic." He leaned on Chen Youhan's shoulder and couldn't help laughing.
"You're really hard to please." Chen Youhan rubbed the back of his head: "How did Lucas catch up with you in the first place? Don't tell me that he got together after just two skiing sessions."
Ye Kai was speechless, and tried not to roll his eyes: "You still remember to mention him at this time. I thank you on his behalf."
The two of them were silent for a while, and Ye Kai asked again: "It is customary to reciprocate. Do I also need to make a will?"
Chen Youhan laughed dully: "Do you have money? It's better not to."
The warmth was gone, and Ye Kai finally couldn't help but pinch him: "I'm so poor that I can't even afford to eat. I'll cut your neck with a knife tonight."
After taking two steps, he figured out what was going on and looked back at Chen Youhan, "Why do I feel like I've been set up?"
She took the initiative to write it into the will, chose such a time to tell him, and took the initiative to tie down his second half of life - this series of actions was smooth and pressing, and did not give him any chance to breathe or hesitate. When he came to his senses, why did he have a feeling that this would be a lifetime commitment?
Chen Youhan whistled at him in a very dandy manner: "Teacher Xiaohua reacted really quickly, but it's too late."
Driving back to the hotel, the long, quiet street was deserted. The Prado drove very slowly. Ye Kai supported his head with one hand and said suddenly in the quiet running of the heater: "Brother Youhan, if I still call you brother when I am 80 years old, will others think I am crazy?"
Chen Youhan freed up one hand to shake his: "Don't worry, I respect the old and love the young. At most I will curse you in my heart, but I will still call you grandpa on the surface."
Ye Kai curved one side of his lip, revealing a faint but sincere smile.
"You can call me by my name." Chen Youhan shook his hand vigorously. "Give it a try?"
"Chen Youhan?"
"Chen Youhan?"
"Chen Youhan."
He called it three times, using three different tones of voice, each of which made people want to kiss him.
Gradually, his tone calmed down, and he repeated softly as if in a dream: "Chen Youhan, Chen Youhan, Chen Youhan, Chen Youhan..."
"Stop shouting, I'm here." Chen Youhan responded to him gently and in a low voice.
"Happy birthday."
The hour and minute hands point to twelve o'clock, forming a straight line on the complex dial.
Chen Youhan was slightly stunned. When the car drove into the village, he smiled and said, "You are really on time."
"Are you happy then?"
"Sing happy birthday to you."
Ye Kai cleared his throat, clapped his hands and sang, the same words, word for word.
"happy birthday to you,"
"happy birthday to you,"
"I wish you happiness and joy,"
"Happy birthday forever."
In the quiet carriage, under the night sky, his voice was like a fish swimming in the Milky Way, clear and sweet. Each syllable was like a starlight swimming out, sparkling and dissipating in the air.
"Brother Youhan, you don't have to drink alone every birthday from now on."
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