Vicious female supporting role, gender male

After becoming a teacher, Gao Chen seldom called Huixin his senior brother, and used to call him by his first name.

Now hearing Gao Chen's "senior brother", Huixin's heart couldn't be controlled immediately.

But Gao Chen was clearly making fun of him, right?

He also responded with a smile: "Brother is sensitive, I hope the younger brother will take care of you."

When Gao Chen was in the Jiuzhong Palace, he was short due to malnutrition. Gao Chen, who was fourteen years old at the time, was only as tall as Huixin's shoulders. However, the volume has increased very quickly, Gao Chen, who is now fifteen years old, is already half a head taller than Hui Xin, who is sixteen years old.

Hearing Huixin's words, Gao Chen lowered his eyes, looked at Huixin's eyebrows, and immediately promised: "Senior brother, I will definitely take care of you little brother."

Huixin laughed, raised her hand to touch Gao Chen's forehead, and praised: "Little brother is so good."

Since then, the two have often called each other "Senior Brother" and "Little Junior Brother".

The [-]th day of the first lunar month is Huixin's birthday. The chef cooked a plate of birthday noodles and served it to Huixin himself.

Hui Xin knew that she would live up to her master's expectations in the future, she took the birthday noodles with trembling hands, tears in her eyes.

The master was slightly surprised in his heart, but didn't show it on his face. He pulled a prayer bead on his wrist and asked, "Huixin, do you have something to worry about?"

Hui Xin shook her head and said, "I don't have anything to worry about."

The master smiled noncommittally, told Huixin to eat up the birthday noodles, and went out.

Hui Xin was alone in the meditation room, there was no one around, and there was only a little wind outside, after eating a bowl of longevity noodles, his face was covered with tears.

He has already broken the lust ring, even though his body has not done anything like cloud and rain, but his thoughts are all wrapped up in Gao Chen's body, and he can't get rid of it.

Didn't he tarnish this place of pure cultivation for no reason by staying in the temple?

But Gao Chen has no love for him now, and Gao Chen has not been saved yet, how can he leave with peace of mind?

Suddenly, the bamboo chopsticks in his hand were taken away, he looked over instinctively, and it was Gao Chen who caught his eyes.

Gao Chen was startled by Huixin's tears, quickly put the bamboo chopsticks away, sat next to Huixin again, and asked with concern: "Brother, what happened?"

Huixin didn't answer, but instead said: "Ah Chen, yesterday was the Lantern Festival, I don't know how lively the town is."

Gao Chen wondered: "Shangyuan Lantern Festival has always been a day for unmarried men and women to find the right person in the lantern festival. What does it have to do with you and me?"

Huixin's heart skipped a beat, and she said with a wry smile, "It's really nothing to do with it, it's because senior brother is confused."

Gao Chen, who was once in love with him, has turned into a powder and is gone. The Gao Chen in front of him just regards him as a senior brother.

As far as Xu Yu Gaochen was concerned, his senior brother was no different from other senior brothers.

Thinking of this, Huixin's eyes became sad again, and the waves of eyes fell on Gao Chen, making Gao Chen feel terrified.

Why does Huixin have such eyes? Is it because she has done something wrong?

He immediately took out a big white steamed bun hidden behind him, stuffed it into Huixin's hand, and said to Huixin: "Senior Brother, if there is anything wrong with Senior Brother, I hope Senior Brother will forgive me. I stole this big white steamed bun. What came as a gift for my brother's birthday, now it is used as an apology."

Hui Xin couldn't wait to take a bite of the big white steamed bun, and then said in confusion: "Little brother, why do you say that? You have nothing to do to brother."

In the next moment, Gao Chen's palm actually covered Hui Xin's eyebrows, Hui Xin had to close her eyes, as if her body was enveloped by darkness.

The other side wanted to ask Gao Chen what he wanted to do, but Gao Chen raised his palm, and stroked Hui Xin's eyebrows with his fingertips.

Hui Xin was three parts sweet and seven parts in a trance, so she let Gao Chen move without saying a word.

After an unknown amount of time, Huixin heard Gao Chen say: "Senior brother, you look at me with sad eyes sometimes, why is that?"

His own eyes actually exposed his complete thoughts.

Hui Xin stepped back abruptly, avoiding Gao Chen's fingertips, and then replied: "Is it because you are wrong?"

"Really?" Gao Chen shyly withdrew his hand, "Then why do you want to hide, Senior Brother?"

Huixin lied and said, "Brother doesn't like being touched."

——Actually, whether it is this pair of eyebrows or other parts of this body, Gao Chen has already touched them thoroughly a long time ago.

——But, it's been too long, too long, it's been more than [-] years.

——No, Gao Chen only touched his eyebrows in this life, only hugged him, and never went any further.

Gao Chen believed it was true: "So that's the case."

Huixin also said that Gao Chen's doubts had been dispelled, and she could feel relieved, but Gao Chen's voice came to her ears: "But I don't think I was wrong, senior brother, you sometimes look at me. The eyes are really sad."

Huixin was not a articulate person either, so Gao Chen pressed her every step of the way, so she could only keep silent.

Gao Chen said anxiously: "Did I make you sad, Junior Brother? Just tell me, Junior Brother will correct me."

How to correct it?

Huixin's face was calm, but his fingers were a little stiff. He lowered his head and said, "Maybe you will understand in 29 years, or maybe you will not understand in your whole life."

Huixin's words were quite profound to Gao Chen, and Gao Chen couldn't help asking: "Why is it 29 years?"

——Because after 29 years, your aged father will call you back to Beijing, and before you leave, you will kiss the little monk, press down on the little monk, and do the cloud and rain.

Huixin didn't answer, but pretended to be deep and authentic: "The secret of heaven must not be revealed."

Hui Xin was obviously smiling, but in Gao Chen's eyes, she was also very sad. The sadness seemed to have been cultivated into reality, and could pinch Gao Chen's neck.

Gao Chen took a low breath, and then said with a smile on his face: "Brother, don't you want to eat this big white steamed bun? Is it because it is too shabby as a birthday gift?"

Huixin then took another bite of the big white steamed bun. The big white steamed bun was getting a little cold and gradually hardened, just like Gao Chen's corpse that gradually hardened in his arms in the previous life.

His mind was in turmoil, and he threw himself into Gao Chen's arms without hesitation, buried his head on his heart, and listened to the heartbeat under the warm skin and flesh.

The heartbeat was firm and powerful, hitting Huixin's left ear one after another.

Huixin was addicted to it, and she didn't want to get up, but she was still forced to sit up by her own reason.

Gao Chen is not someone who cherishes him now, he should not get too close.

But as soon as he sat up, Gao Chen pressed the back of his head and fell on Gao Chen's heart.

Gao Chen's breath hit the scar on the top of his head without a hitch: "Brother, aren't we good friends? If you are unhappy, if you want someone to comfort you, just speak up."

Huixin muffled: "Senior brother doesn't need you to comfort me, just let senior brother sleep in your arms for a while."

"Okay." Gao Chen looked down at Huixin whose breath was gradually becoming even, and thought to himself: But is senior brother so thin and weak?

Hui Xin was sleeping in Gao Chen's arms, but her right hand was still holding onto the big white steamed bun.

Seeing that Huixin had been sleeping for a long time, Gao Chen couldn't help feeling tired when he watched the moonlight pouring into the window hinges, so he hugged Huixin and lay down on the bed.

Huixin was not awakened by his movement, instead she wrapped her arms around his waist, and after a while, even wrapped those feet around his feet.

Gao Chen felt quite unwell, but he couldn't bear to wake Huixin up, so he fell asleep.

The next day, Hui Xin was in a drowsy state of mind, half opened her eyelids, subconsciously turned her head to look at the sky, and found that there was another person on her bed.

He jumped off the bed, and when he saw Gao Chen, his first reaction was to lower his eyes to look at his monk robe.

Fortunately, his robes were in good condition, and he did not force Gao Chen to do anything to him.

He looked at Gao Chen carefully again, Gao Chen should be extremely tired, and was never awakened by his actions.

He raised his right hand, intending to describe Gao Chen's appearance from a distance, but found that he was still holding the big white steamed bun in his right hand.

His finger marks were imprinted on the big white steamed bun, but it was already so hard that he knocked his hand, it was hard to eat it.

He changed the big white steamed bun to his left hand, and used his right hand to trace Gao Chen's appearance. Gao Chen will only be 16 years old in a month and a half, and he has not yet grown up. Apart from being immature, his brows already have the faint appearance of an emperor.

Gao Chen's biological father has had no political achievements in the past 12 years since he succeeded to the throne. Although it is not considered that the people are in dire straits, there are occasional small-scale riots, natural disasters such as drought, flood, locust plague, and various man-made disasters. He is incompetent in disaster relief, nepotism, and soft-hearted , Unable to stand the pillow wind, causing the relatives to take power.

Gao Chen should be the lord of this great hermit, enjoying the overwhelming power and wealth.

Not to mention sitting on the throne of God and King, as Gao Chen grows older and becomes more outstanding, he will inevitably be the same as the previous life, causing a disaster of death.

In any case, even without this life, it is impossible for him to see Gao Chen repeat the same mistakes.

He thought about how to seek to usurp the throne, then sat at the table and ate big white steamed buns with cold white water.

He didn't wake up Gao Chen until it was almost time for morning class.

Seeing that the big white steamed bun was used up by Hui Xin, Gao Chen said, "The big white steamed bun has hardened the next day, right? Senior brother, why are you still eating it?"

Huixin smiled and said: "Because this big white steamed bun is your birthday gift to senior brother, senior brother will definitely eat it up."

——And that big white steamed bun can be called a matchmaker between you and me in previous lives.

Gao Chen said apologetically: "Senior brother, now that I have grown up, next year, I will definitely not have a big white steamed bun that I stole as a birthday present for you."

The next year, on Huixin's birthday, Gao Chen gave him a brand new monk's robe and a big white steamed bun.

Later, Huixin was still a monk from Yinxian Temple on the surface, but secretly, in the name of preaching scriptures, she took the opportunity to arouse public anger, and deliberately made friends with some powerful folks such as gentry, wealthy households, etc. good.

Those who were close to him naturally would not have thought of what a ten-year-old monk would have in mind, and because Huixin's sutras were well explained and he was somewhat like a Buddha, they often invited him to give lectures.

The name of Huixin in Yinxian Temple has been spread like this, one spread to ten, ten to hundreds, because Huixin's master lived in seclusion for a long time, Huixin's reputation actually surpassed his master's.

Huixin has never been a showy person, before, if there is a master or brother by his side, he never speaks.

Therefore, the master was very surprised by Huixin's transformation, but it was not a bad thing, and he had no intention of intervening.

Huixin is not good at being exposed to the public. At first, he was not even good at lecturing scriptures, but as time went on, he was able to chat and laugh with anyone.

Gao Chen was the first person to notice Huixin's transformation. He admired Huixin's solemn posture sitting in the center of the crowd, and feared that he would be lost in Huixin's eyes.

But as long as she is alone with Huixin, Huixin will turn back to the senior brother who loves him.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and inexplicably felt a secret joy in his heart—only I was different.

When Gao Chen reached the crown, his stature was already a head and a half taller than Hui Xin's. He was a disciple of the lay school and did not need to be shaved, so according to the custom, the master presided over the simple crown ceremony.

There was no news from the capital on this day, as if Gao Chen was not from the Ninth Five-Year Lord.

After the crowning ceremony, the master waived Gao Chen's homework for a day, and asked him to do whatever he wanted.

Gao Chen pointed to Hui Xin and said, "Master, I want to go to town with my brother."

The master nodded in agreement, Gao Chen and Huixin went down the mountain.

There are many believers in Huixin at the foot of the mountain, and every time he walks, someone greets Huixin.

Huixin clasped her hands together and chanted Buddhist words, just like when she was preaching.

Huixin's twenty-one year old has become more and more solemn, and under the shroud of the bright morning light, the monk's robes all over her body seem to have the light of Buddha.

Gao Chen didn't know why he couldn't move his eyes, secretly wanted to hide Hui Xin in his arms, so that others wouldn't see it.

The two of them went to the town. The town was not big, but the morning market was full of excitement.

Gao Chen recently saved some ghosts for a salt merchant, and earned some silver taels, some of which were handed over to the master, and there was still some left over.

With a piece of silver in his pocket, he said generously to Hui Xin: "Senior Brother, what do you want to eat? Just tell Junior Brother."

Huixin then pointed to the steamed stuffed bun shop and said, "Let's eat steamed stuffed buns."

Gao Chen thought that his senior brother was really saving money for himself, but he still responded, "Fine."

The two brothers and sisters entered the steamed stuffed bun shop, found an empty table and sat down.

Huixin ordered a large white steamed bun, a mushroom and green vegetable bun, and a pickled vegetable bun, and a bowl of vegetarian wontons.

Gao Chen ordered two large white steamed buns, a deep-fried dough stick, and a bowl of seaweed mustard soup, and told the shopkeeper that the fried dough sticks should be chopped and put into the seaweed mustard soup.

Soon, all the food was served, and Gao Chen watched Huixin while eating.

Hui Xin sensed Gao Chen's gaze, and wondered, "Did something get on your face?"

As he said, he touched his chin with his hand, but he didn't feel any accidental contact, but Gao Chen stretched out his hand and rubbed his upper lip.

He smiled, but did he get something on his upper lip?

He bowed his head again to eat pickled vegetable fragrant dry buns, unaware that Gao Chen beside him was already in a state of confusion.

Gao Chen was just a coincidence, but as soon as he touched Huixin's lips, he felt his heart beating like a drum. The softness burned from his fingertips to his heart, making his heart restless.

"Huixin..." As soon as he spit out these two words, he hurriedly changed his words again, "Brother."

Hui Xin raised her eyes to look at Gao Chen, opened her lips and said, "What's the matter?"

Gao Chen searched his stomach and said: "How does your salted vegetable bag taste?"

"Do you want to try it?" Hui Xin brought the half-baked salted vegetable bag to Gao Chen's lips, and felt uncomfortable, so she said to the store, "Shop, I want another salted vegetable bag."

Before he could finish his words, half of the dried salted vegetable bag at his fingertips was gone.

Huixin was delighted, but the joy was fleeting, and then he sighed and lowered his voice: "Little brother, you are a prince, how can you eat what others have eaten?"

Gao Chen has never eaten leftovers since he left the Jiuzhong Palace. Although the pickled vegetable buns that Huixin ate are not considered leftovers, to him, they should not be considered clean food. .

However, the moment Huixin opened his mouth, he was afraid that Huixin would take back half of the dried salted vegetables package he was about to get, and he had no time to care about whether it was clean or not, so he swallowed it in one gulp.

The store quickly delivered a bag of dried pickles, Gao Chen pushed the bag of dried pickles in front of Huixin, and then replied: "Senior brother is not someone else, but brother is my own family."

Huixin didn't know whether to be happy or sad, so she put the salted vegetable bag in front of Gao Chen, and said softly, "Junior brother, you can eat it."

The two pushed each other back and forth a few times, and in the end, Huixin broke the salted and dried bag in two.

The two of them finished half of the dried salted vegetable buns and used up the rest, so they went out of the bun shop.

Afterwards, Gao Chen pestered Hui Xin to accompany him for a day, and at dusk, the two of them returned.

The road up the mountain was not illuminated, and the two of them could only recognize each other by the moonlight, but when they looked up, they could see the lights in the Yinxian Temple on the top of the mountain.

Seeing that no one was looking around, Hui Xin made up her mind, turned her head and asked Gao Chen: "Junior brother, have you ever thought about becoming the world leader and teaching all living beings to crawl on the ground?"

Gao Chen never had such ambitions, but his dissatisfaction with his father and worry about his mother and concubine prompted him to say: "Thought about it."

He thought that Huixin was just having a whim, but then he heard Huixin say: "Little brother, if you want it, brother will do his best to get it for you."

Hui Xin's face is solemn, but there is a sudden fierce growth in her eyes that will not give up if she fails to achieve her goal.

Seeing this, Gao Chen stretched out his arms to hug Hui Xin, and called out, "Brother."

When Huixin was 29 years old and Gao Chen was 28 years old, Huixin had obtained tens of thousands of taels of silver from believers by various methods.

While continuing to accumulate money and contacts, he recruited soldiers and visited famous officials.

Gao Chen practiced diligently, and among the 180 monks in the entire Yinxian Temple, his cultivation was second only to his benefactor.

In order to win the hearts of the people, he often solves the people's worries and problems for free, donates porridge and food, and opens altars to pray for rain.

Yinxian Temple is far away from the capital, and what he did was what monks would do, so no one passed his deeds to his father's ears.

Huixin was 31 years old and Gao Chen was [-] years old. One day, Huixin came back from a long journey and hurried to see Gao Chen.

The night was dark, Gao Chen had already fallen asleep.

Huixin pushed the door cautiously and entered, then walked lightly to Gao Chen's bed.

Gao Chen was dressed in obscene clothes, his face was reddish due to his deep sleep, and his skirt was half opened.

Huixin knew that if she didn't leave sooner, she would offend Gao Chen, but his feet couldn't move at all.

This is the Gao Chen he likes, the Gao Chen he likes is just sleeping, unconscious, he can steal a kiss.

He thought so, so he did the same, lowered his body, and kissed Gao Chen's lips like a dragonfly.

He retreated as soon as he touched it, stood up, went out the door lightly, and closed the door tightly.

It wasn't until he returned to his meditation room that he could touch his lips with confidence.

He lay on the bed, slowly closed his eyes, stroked his lips, and then untied his robe to touch his body.

In the previous life, how did Gao Chen touch him?

He played back the scene of Gao Chen making out with him in his mind, and he couldn't help it once, after that, he was overwhelmed by boundless loneliness as a matter of course.

Gao Chen in this life has no heart for him, and when Gao Chen sits on the throne of God, he will confess to Gao Chen, if Gao Chen still has no heart for him at that time, he will set sail on five lakes and guard Gao Chen from afar.

Ever since she secretly kissed Gao Chen, Hui Xin was full of sins, so she intentionally or unintentionally alienated Gao Chen.

There are 360 ​​five days in a year, and Huixin stayed in Yinxian Temple for less than one month.

Gao Chen couldn't help thinking of Huixin who was running around for him, so he wrote letters to Huixin every day.

Gao Chen's letters are always very long, and the handwriting is flowing. Huixin always rubs the handwriting with her fingertips while reading.

After reading, Huixin would bury her face on the letter, sniff the ink greedily, and imagine Gao Chen's pen and ink in her mind.

Afterwards, Huixin would write back, and Huixin's reply was very long. Because he was afraid of being peeped, he never mentioned his achievements in letters, but only shared some knowledge.

The timeliness of the letter cannot be guaranteed, and Huixin does not stay in one place all the time, so sometimes it takes ten and a half months for Gao Chen to receive Huixin's letter, but once it is received, it must be equal to the number of days. If it is ten days, He will receive ten letters.

Huixin's handwriting is just like his own, very correct, and every stroke is very elegant.

Gao Chen guessed that when Hui Xin wrote the letter, she probably had a strict expression on her face and her waist straight.

He didn't know why, every time he received a letter from Huixin, he would feel palpitations, and after the palpitations, he felt happy again, and after being happy, he felt uneasy.

I don't know if it will be inconvenient for Huixin to be alone, or will she be injured—will she forget him?

——Huixin will never forget him, otherwise why would she write letters to him every day.

After reading the letter word by word, he put the letter next to his pillow and slept with himself.

Sometimes, when he woke up in the middle of the night, he would read Huixin's letters.

For him, Huixin is a good medicine to survive the long dark night.

Another three months and seventeen days passed, and he hadn't seen Hui Xin for 320 days.

He couldn't help but wrote in the letter: brother, come back soon, little brother misses you very much.