Chapter 89 Human Body
Once a person's wisdom is awakened, his self-awareness will advance by leaps and bounds.
What's more, the concept of time in dreams is always confusing. However, in the blink of an eye, Qing Xiaobai, who was only speaking a few words intermittently before, can now communicate with Xiao Tong Jiunian fluently. He is completely different from the fake doll and wooden man before.
Qing Bai watched with great interest. He had memories of these warm and daily childhood memories, but too much time had passed and he was no longer able to remember anything. Thrilling events like "childhood shadows" were fine, but these daily trivialities inevitably left only vague impressions.
Just like those dog days of summer spent together with the croaking frogs and chirping cicadas and the scorching heat, Qing Bai no longer remembers the scorching heat of the summer sun on his skin. He only occasionally remembers the cheap fruit sodas whose flavor was stronger than the fruit, and the sweet and shaky watermelons that his grandfather brought from the well after sunset and had been cold all day.
Just as he couldn't remember the exact lowest temperature of the once-in-50-years extreme cold weather that the newspapers repeatedly emphasized in the weather forecasts that year, he would never forget the warmth of Tong Jiunian's hand in his pocket. Just as every winter, no matter where he was, he would buy two roasted sweet potatoes, never satisfied even after eating them all, always feeling neither sweet nor sticky enough to meet his inner reference point.
Those old times were concretized into specific things, and then those things were gone with the passage of time, so Qing Bai could only keep searching among similar things. Until now, he himself didn't know whether he wanted to find it or not.
Thinking of this, Qing Bai laughed at himself, feeling that instead of being sentimental here, it would be better to think about some old things that he had already forgotten... But since he no longer remembered them, how could he see them in his dreams?
Qing Bai's heart trembled, and suddenly an idea came to his mind... He had dreamed of Tong Jiunian only a few times in these years, but those limited dreams were all unforgettable memories of his past, whether they were regrets or joys, dullness or sadness, or even bloody fragments that would turn beautiful dreams into nightmares in an instant as soon as they appeared... In those dreams, he was always "Qing Bai", always from the perspective of "Qing Bai", and was either free or addicted to the identity of "Qing Bai".
But in this dream, he was a third party watching...why?
Because this wasn't his dream at all.
However, who else knows about these past events besides him?
Qing Bai felt as if struck by lightning. He looked dazedly at the wide corridor under the eaves. There, on the wooden floor, which had been wiped clean with a wet towel, a cool mat was spread. There were two mosquito coils burning on either side. On the small table lay a half-cut watermelon and a jar of boiling and cooling mint water. The orange trees in the courtyard were lush and leafy, their green shade just blocking out the annoying and scorching sunlight. Qing Xiaobai and Tong Jiunian, hand in hand, curled up facing each other on the cool mat wiped with toilet water, sleeping like two sated kittens...
This scene is very common in the Tong family's old house in the summer. In the midsummer heat, the square room is too hot and stuffy to stay in. So Old Man Tong moved the two children's nap place to under the eaves where there was shade from trees and a gentle breeze. He could also take advantage of the rare quiet afternoon time for the two energetic kids to do some work.
If there is no interference from adults, the two children can usually sleep until the sun sets, the mint water cools down, and the mosquito coils burn out, and then they will gather together at night to chatter and test Grandpa Tong's patience.
At this moment, Tong Jiunian, who was obviously sleeping soundly, suddenly sat up. His chubby little face was flushed, and there was no trace of sleepiness in his bright eyes. He let the sleeping Qing Xiaobai hold one hand. He sat on the mat indifferently, gazing at the sky with a heavy look in his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.
Qing Bai was horrified by Tong Jiunian's expression. He had never seen him in such a moment before. Tong Jiunian, with this expression on his face, couldn't even be described as precocious. And compared to the grown-up Tong Jiunian, the young Tong Jiunian now resembled Jiunian... Jiunian, the lonely guardian of the Samsara Platform for thousands of years.
...So is there something wrong with his memory, or does he not know Tong Jiunian as well as he thinks?
Qing Bai couldn't figure it out, and there was no extra time for him to observe carefully. Just like little Tong Jiunian suddenly opened his eyes from a nap, Qing Bai felt that he just blinked in a dream - the upper and lower eyelids closed and opened very briefly... and the world in front of him changed in an instant.
Looking at the white ceiling, Qing Bai was a little unable to react for a moment, his thoughts still stuck in his dream. When his thoughts gradually came back to him, Qing Bai became more and more certain that his previous dream was that he had crossed the wrong "river" by mistake and stepped onto Tong Jionian's "bridge".
As for why he crossed the wrong river and crossed the wrong bridge, Qing Bai turned his head, wanting to look at Jiunian who was sleeping beside him.
“???”
Qing Bai's head had just turned halfway when it met a pair of big green eyes stuck on the glass window. This scene, this picture, can only be said to be a nightmare replay rather than a reappearance.
Fortunately, everyone is now familiar with each other (monkeys), and the little monkey with a physical body is no longer keen on catching people to play statues. After meeting Qing Bai's gaze, the little monkey grinned, then raised his paw and pointed at the bed further inside, indicating that he was here to play with his friends.
Qing Bai sighed, looking past the little monkey squatting on the windowsill to the distant sky. It was all grey and dark, and he conservatively estimated it would be no later than five o'clock... Suddenly he understood how his grandfather felt when he and Tong Jiunian were in cahoots with each other as children, staying up all day and night and going clubbing in the early morning:)
But the monkey has already come and our eyes have met, so it’s not good to just keep it out the window.
Qing Bai retracted his gaze, squinted his eyes slightly, and without even looking, he stretched out his hand and reached for Jiu Nian's hand with great skill. The bed in the farmhouse was not big. According to his experience, even if he was a kitten the size of a palm, he could still touch Jiu Nian with one claw... Qing Bai touched a handful of smooth, cool... hair?
Qing Bai didn't care. The Nine-Year Doll had long hair, so it was normal to spread it on the bed when sleeping. After touching the Nine-Year Doll's long, fine, soft, and cool hair twice, Qing Bai's hand continued upwards... and then touched a piece of soft, elastic, and cool skin. Qing Bai subconsciously pinched it...
Soft... elastic... cool... skin...
"Hiss..." Qing Bai's black eyes widened and he sat up, and he suddenly woke up!
He looked at his own fair, slender hand in disbelief... a human hand! Recalling the indescribable and wonderful feeling on his hand just now, Qing Bai was in a trance. Could he be dreaming now?
Qing Bai curled his fingers, and had the urge to pinch it again to confirm whether it was reality or a dream.
"Well...what's wrong?" Jiu Nian's magnetic and low voice broke Qing Bai's deep thoughts.
Qing Bai turned back, stunned, and met Jiu Nian's gaze, his long hair disheveled and his eyes bleary. Jiu Nian, freshly awakened, looked very different from usual. A soft, warm aura emanated from him, and the distant aura that even his gentle smile couldn't erase was gone. Qing Bai even suspected that if he softened his voice and said, "It's okay, it's still early, sleep a little longer," he would turn his head and rub the pillow, falling asleep in an instant.
...It's a pity that the best time for practice was missed. Jiunian had visibly regained consciousness. He smiled at Qing Bai and congratulated him, "Congratulations on regaining your adult form. At this rate, I'm sure your beast form will mature soon."
Looking into the future after nine years, Qing Bai's mind was full of thoughts on how he could "legitimately" or "inadvertently" strike again... After thinking it over and over again, he couldn't come up with any good ideas, so Qing Bai had to put it aside for the time being, raised his hand with a tired look and pointed to the window, indicating that there was a visitor.
Jiu Nian stood up and raised his hand to straighten his long hair, which was not too messy. He was about to open the window for the little monkey when he paused. He turned around, his expression a little conflicted, as if he didn't know how to start. "Put on... put on your clothes first."
Feeling lost, Qing Bai replied casually: "Oh, well, okay, put on your clothes..."
Wait... I'm not wearing any clothes?!
No... He just returned to human form from a kitten... Of course he's not wearing any clothes! Just having fur is enough. What kitten would wear clothes in this season?!
Qing Bai was so scared that he quickly lowered his head to look... Oh, luckily he had an air-conditioned blanket on him. It should be because his skin got cold while he was recovering from his sleep, which triggered his body's instinctive reaction to pull it over him.
Qing Bai breathed a sigh of relief. His image had been barely preserved. At least he wasn't naked in front of Jiu Nian... Although it wasn't impossible, it was better not to do it here. After all, there were more than just the two of them...
Seeing that Qing Bai didn't move for a long time after looking at his body, Jiu Nian coughed twice awkwardly and urged him gently.
Qing Bai pulled up the air-conditioning quilt, then leaned against the headboard, with a rather desperate attitude, and spread his hands: "I have no clothes."
"..." Jiunian was speechless, because Qingbai really had no clothes. Qingbai had been in the form of a Lingxi cub for a long time. This time, in order to make it easier for Qingbai to go to Chushan, Qi Xiaopang specially rented a comfortable, safe and spacious family van. He took every aspect into consideration, but he didn't think of bringing Qingbai a set of clothes.
Again, in this season and weather, which furry little cat would wear clothes?
The atmosphere was deadlocked for a moment. Qing Bai and Jiu Nian looked at each other for a long time, and then took the initiative to offer the door and said, "You open the window first. I'm in bed. What clothes do you want to wear?"
Jiu Nian, who was always gentle and polite, pursed his lips, his eyes full of disapproval, even a hint of disbelief, trying to correct Qing Bai's incorrect concept: "Even in bed, you have to wear clothes."
Qing Bai was silent for two seconds, then suddenly smiled: "I have to take it off anyway, it's so troublesome, why not just sleep without it."
Nine years: "..."
Nine years of pupil earthquake.
Seeing Jiu Nian so shocked that his gentle and steady expression almost broke, Qing Bai was really in a good mood and was about to continue teasing him when two gasps suddenly came from the bed next to him. Qing Bai suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart and slowly turned his head to see Qi Xiaopang with messy hair and Ai Chan without hair looking at them with complicated expressions, as if they had shocked the whole family.
"...I can explain."
Qi Xiaopang Aichan: Yeah, yeah, you can talk nonsense, we don’t believe it anyway.jpg
"...Forget it. That's right, it's just what you think." Qing Bai was fearless and acted badly.
Nine years: "..."
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