Chapter 16
Lin Xiuguan has already cleaned up the room on the second floor.
When the two entered, they were blinded by a flash of red.
The four-piece bed set was a uniform red, and there was a "囍" (happiness) pattern on the wall that hadn't been taken down for who knows how long.
Chi Ying: “Yo.”
Tang An: "Tsk."
It was almost ten o'clock when I finished washing up, and there were less than two hours left before Ji Ying turned into a dog for the sixth time.
Tang An was wearing his old pajamas that he had left in his hometown. He sat cross-legged on the overly festive red bed, fiddling with a faded amulet that he had just dug out from the deep drawer of the bedside table.
Chi Ying pushed the door open while wiping her hair. She frowned and tugged at her old pajamas, which also didn't fit her. "This dress is too small... I can't even button it."
He opened his arms, revealing his well-defined chest.
Tang An raised his head, his eyes swept across the exposed skin, and said calmly: "Don't worry, no one is interested in your two taels of flesh. If you can't tie it, just leave it open."
Chi Ying had a deep feeling that ever since he returned disappointed from the Civil Affairs Bureau last time, Tang An seemed to have been possessed by another spirit. But to say that he was possessed was a bit of an exaggeration. It was more like he had completely let go of himself and no longer pretended to be the gentle, courteous, frugal and elite lawyer.
He groaned and climbed onto the bed, deliberately rubbing against Tang An: "Don't you want to suck? Don't you want to suck? Don't you want to suck?..."
As he spoke, he opened his clothes further.
Seeing it getting closer, Tang An quickly picked up the amulet in his hand to block it.
"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!"
When Chi Ying saw what was in Tang An's hand, he instantly lost the desire to tease him. He took it without hesitation and looked at it carefully under the light.
The yellow paper talisman was folded into a triangle, the edges were badly worn, and there were incomprehensible runes painted on it with cinnabar. A small bunch of something that looked like rooster fluff was inserted on the top, and there were a few dark brown old marks on the surface of the talisman paper.
Chi Ying frowned: "Is this... blood?"
Tang An took it from the person and said, "Well, it's the blood from a rooster's comb. After my grandfather passed away, he asked a Taoist priest to make one for each member of the family. When I was a child, my mother insisted on putting it in my schoolbag, saying it would keep me safe. But I was extremely unlucky during that time, always falling down or losing things. So she took it out and put it in the bottom of a box back home."
He lay down, held the amulet before his eyes, and looked at it in the light for a long time, his voice lowering.
"...My brother, I buried him under the tree."
Chi Ying also lay down and looked at the faded mosquito net. "When I was a child, I also had an amulet, a Bodhisattva carved from Hetian jade. I don't know where I lost it while playing with it. I actually... don't really believe in these things..."
He paused, probably thinking about himself after midnight.
"As for the dog-transformation thing, I've also used my connections to find a few so-called experts, but they all asked for a 38,888 deposit, so I blocked them immediately."
Tang An nodded: "Well done."
Chi Ying closed his eyes and said with a hint of self-mockery: "So I won't believe the 10 million you promised me before."
Tang An tried to defend himself: "Those you're looking for are just empty-handed schemes. My cash on delivery scheme carries a different risk."
As soon as he finished speaking, the phone rang.
Tang An opened the message and saw Bu Suanzi had sent him a long string of messages.
At the end——
V me 50, let’s see the strength.
Chi Ying opened one eye and glanced over coldly, with an expression that said, "Look what I said." "Cash on delivery?"
Tang An struggled: "...only fifty."
Chi Ying: "50 this time, next time it will be 38888."
Tang An didn't give up and just put his fingers on the keyboard to reply.
The phone dinged again.
Bu Suanzi quickly withdrew the message and sent a new one:
Sorry, sorry!! Sent to the wrong person!! [embarrassed][sweating]
Tang An gave him a look of disbelief: "Wrong message."
Chi Ying turned over with her back to him in frustration and covered her head with the quilt: "Sleep!"
After waiting for a long time for Bu Suanzi to come online, Tang An was still not sleepy at all.
He used his basic qualities as a lawyer to patiently persuade and hint at things, and finally opened up Bu Suanzi's mouth.
Finally, when it was almost midnight, Bu Suanzi suddenly sent a message:
Is this the sixth time today?
Tang An subconsciously turned his head to look to his side.
Where Chi Ying was originally lying, there was now a husky curled up and sleeping soundly.
His fingers trembled slightly and he replied: Yes.
Then he immediately added: If it is convenient for you, Master, we can come over at any time.
Bu Suanzi quickly sent a screenshot, and the interface showed that it was an article from a local tourism public account.
Bu Suanzi: Go to this address before this Friday.
Tang An clicked on the picture to enlarge it and saw that the address was located in a well-known 4A-level scenic spot.
what does that mean?
This means they have to buy a ticket to enter.
Bu Suanzi: When we get to the entrance of the scenic area, just let me know and I’ll ask my master to come out to pick you up.
Tang An: What about you?
Bu Suanzi: Preparing for Level 6 [Struggle]
Tang An: ...? You're still a college student?
Bu Suanzi: Yeah, freshman, just turned 18 [grin]
Tang An: ...
At dawn the next day, the loud crowing of a rooster penetrated the wooden window frames of the old house, waking the two of them up from their sleep.
Tang An frowned, pushed away the heavy arm pressing on his waist, sat up sleepily, and yawned.
Beside him, Chi Ying was also woken up. He slowly opened his eyes, dark circles hanging under his eyes, and his voice was full of resentment: "...Do you know what time I changed back? Five o'clock! Five in the morning!"
That handsome face had a touch of decadent beauty due to lack of sleep and resentment.
Tang An glanced at him, ruthlessly threw off the quilt and got out of bed: "Guarding you? After you turned into a dog, you farted, snored, and gnashed your teeth, making my head hurt. I don't have a masochistic tendency."
"...Impossible!" Chi Ying said firmly, as if he had been deeply insulted. "I have received an elite education as an heir since I was a child. My sleeping posture is absolutely..."
Before he finished speaking, Tang An slowly raised his cell phone.
On the screen was a dog with a gentleman's egg. The dim wall lamp reflected the dog's ungraceful sleeping posture, drooling and snoring clearly in Chi Ying's pupils.
With a "boom", his face turned red in an instant, like a ripe persimmon.
Tang An said nothing, just shrugged and spread his hands. At the moment when someone wanted to rush over to grab the phone, he dodged nimbly and slipped into the toilet next to him, locking the door with a "click".
"Shit, don't bother me." He announced through the door.
When Chi Ying chased to the door, he heard a burst of wild laughter from inside, which was suppressed but finally broke through: "Puff - Hahahahahahahahaha..."
Chi Ying: “…”
Breakfast was sweet potato porridge made by Lin Xiuguan, served with crispy cold cucumber salad, and each person also had a boiled egg soaked in cold water.
When the old lady went upstairs to call for help, Chi Ying was pinning the guy who had been hiding in the bathroom and laughing for half an hour to the bed and giving him a lesson.
So, when the old man pushed the door open, what he saw was two young men rolling around on the bed, with pillows and quilts flying everywhere.
She heard her grandson Tang An, who had been naughty since childhood, struggling and shouting: "Get out! I deleted the video! Don't touch me——"
Then I heard my granddaughter-in-law Chi Ying suppressing him while yelling confidently: "Don't you need to poop? Let your husband check if you have wiped it clean???"
Lin Xiuguang: “…”
The air froze for three seconds.
The old lady took a deep breath, took a step forward, and attacked left and right, giving one person a loud and crisp blow on the back of the head.
The two who had been fighting fiercely just now instantly separated, sat down on the edge of the bed in a row, put their hands on their knees, and said in unison in an extremely obedient manner: "Grandma, it's his fault!"
Lin Xiuguang clutched his chest, gasping in anger: "You're grown-ups! Huh?! Fighting in bed so early in the morning! What a disgrace!!"
Tang An and Chi Ying lowered their heads, not daring to breathe.
actually……
Strictly speaking, it’s not a fight?
But if they had to explain to their grandmother that this was just a husband-husband affair, they would rather be called a fight.
At the dinner table, Lin Xiuguan's ideological education class never stopped. Especially when she saw Tang An very naturally took the egg yolk that he didn't like to eat from his own bowl and threw it into Chi Ying's bowl, and Chi Ying ate it in two bites as usual, and even picked up the spoon to scoop porridge elegantly, the old lady's eyelids twitched violently.
She sighed heavily: "Your mother was worried and told me a while ago that you two were getting divorced. I think your relationship is pretty good."
Tang An muttered: "Why does my mother tell you everything..."
Lin Xiuguang glared: "Nonsense! I'm her mother!"
Tang An suspected that the old lady was making a double entendre, and quickly kicked Chi Ying's foot under the table, signaling him to quickly respond and smooth things over.
Chi Ying swallowed a mouthful of sweet potato that was a bit choking, and said casually: "Don't worry, we are not getting divorced."
Tang An immediately glared at him: Why are you bringing up such a topic?!
Sure enough, Lin Xiuguang put down his chopsticks, frowning: "Why do you want to divorce? It's not easy for you two boys to be together for so many years..."
Tang An could only respond vaguely: "He just doesn't like me."
Lin Xiuguang's sharp eyes immediately turned to Ji Ying.
Chi Ying's scalp tingled, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Grandma, I admit that I haven't done well in some areas, but I'm trying to change. He has problems too. He just... doesn't care about my feelings!"
As he spoke, there was a hint of grievance in his tone.
Lin Xiuguan turned his inquiring eyes back to Tang An.
Tang An felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, feeling like the fire was about to burn him. He slammed his chopsticks and stood up: "Chi Ying! You're going too far!"
Chi Ying was not to be outdone. He slammed the table and stood up: "Tang An! You are the one!"
Lin Xiuguan was about to speak up to stop the fight when he saw the two men glaring at each other and moving towards the stairs in tacit understanding.
"I'm so fed up with you—"
The door to the second floor was shut heavily, blocking the view from downstairs.
Inside the door, the two men instantly let go of each other's collars and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
Tang An looked at him speechlessly: "Grandma is old, please be careful with your words."
Chi Ying said "Oh", but still a little unconvinced, and whispered: "I was just stating the facts..."
Tang Yan glared at him.
Ji Young-chou is shutting up.
After lunch, the two were ready to leave. Lin Xiuguan thought they were going back to work tomorrow, so he didn't try to keep them. He stood at the door and waved his hand to signal them to go quickly.
Before leaving, the old lady stuffed the entire trunk with stuffed items for them.
The two of them each carried a large bag of freshly picked vegetables in their left hands, and radishes that still smelled of soil in their right hands, as well as bacon, local eggs...the bags were almost piled up.
Tang An's plan was clear.
Send these to my parents' house first, then go back to Chi Ying's place to pack my luggage.
It takes about five hours to drive from the city to the 4A scenic spot given by Bu Suanzi. Bu Suanzi did not say how long they would stay, but Tang An had a hunch that they might have to travel outside before the countdown to the remaining eighteen days of Chi Ying was over.
Thinking of this, he subconsciously glanced at Chi Ying.
The other person was leaning lazily against the front of the car, the breeze blowing the hair on his forehead, and the exposed eyes looked unusually calm and peaceful in the afternoon sun.
Tang An lowered his eyes.
Will it be...
Too late?
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