Yang Jian and Sun Wukong

The Wang family lives at the foot of the mountain, behind them are deep mountains and dense forests, and there are many rivers in the mountains.

Yang Jian left Wang's house, walked all the way up the mountain, and looked for the river to take a bath.

The moonlight is very good tonight, although it is not a full moon, but it has a special flavor. The soft moonlight sprinkles down, as if spreading a layer of silver on the ground.Under the moonlight, Yang Jian was walking alone in the mountains. He walked very fast, without knowing the direction or the end point, and walked in a daze but firmly.Be at a loss because you don't know where your destination is, and be firm because you keep moving forward even if you don't have a destination.

There are few people in the mountains, and the ground is covered with thick fallen leaves and dead grass.Step on it with one foot, and sometimes it will sink very deep.Before his feet landed, Yang Jian didn't know whether he would step on the ground or sink deeper and deeper.Before the final result comes out, no one knows whether this step is right or wrong, and by the time they know it, they are often stuck in a deep place and cannot extricate themselves.But still keep going, because the meaning of life is to move forward.

Yang Jian cut off the trees when he met them, and no grass or tree could stop his steps.There is no road in the mountain, so Yang Jian insisted on opening a narrow passage, just like every road he broke alone in the past.For so many years, from a young man who was hunted down by the Heavenly Court to the Erlang God who has shaken the Three Realms, which path has he not made himself?Looking back, looking at the road he walked, Yang Jian's expression was as cold as ice and snow in winter.Now Yang Jian looked around, and all he saw seemed to be ice and snow.And he was fighting alone in this icy and snowy world, without companions or support, all he had was endless infamy and crimes of killing.

Yang Jian suddenly ran up.

He himself did not know why he ran.

He has always planned things well, step-by-step, and weighed and weighed before taking action. He has never done anything without reason.In Yang Jian's life, everything he does must be meaningful, and everything he does must pay attention to benefits.However, running, do you need a reason?When you need to think about a major reason for every little thing you do, will you be exhausted and exhausted?

Yang Jian didn't doubt his belief in being a human being, he just felt tired and sad.

What are you sad about?

What happened tonight was of my own free will.Even if there is a spring night, what is owed to that person will not be repaid.Countless souls in Huaguo Mountain were buried in the sea of ​​flames, and none of the monkeys paid back their lives. The blood debt must be paid with blood.Yang Jian couldn't tell whether the drunken impulsiveness was to pay off the debt or to owe more love. The only thing he could be sure of was that drinking was a mistake, and it was true that alcohol can mess up sex.What happened tonight was more like an emotional deception to Sun Wukong.And I didn't even have the energy to explain.

The unspeakably injured place bled more, and the pants were wet, and the pain was even greater.

A big river appeared not far ahead, with silver-white clear waves glowing in the moonlight.Yang Jian walked towards the big river and didn't stop when he walked into the river.The river flooded up, submerging the legs, chest, and neck bit by bit until it submerged.

The ripples on the river surface changed from big to small, and gradually disappeared completely, returning to calm, as calm as if Yang Jian didn't throw water.

It was late autumn and early winter, and the nights were chilly.The river water choked in his mouth, and a cold feeling surged in his chest and abdomen.It's getting colder and colder, like a needle piercing a bone.Yang Jian sank to the bottom of the water, enjoying the pain, the more pain he felt, the more at ease he felt.Only when the body hurts, can you not pay attention to the feeling in the heart.

Yang Jian slowly closed his eyes in the icy cold river.

A thought floated up in my heart: If I died like this, how many people would applaud and cry for him?

You shouldn't think like this. In the past, Yang Jian would suppress such thoughts as soon as they occurred, but today he indulged his thoughts to spread.

A mocking smile overflowed from the corner of Yang Jian's mouth.The smile widened, but was blocked by the water in his mouth.

"Yang Jian..." A shout came from afar, coming with the wind.It is Sun Wukong.

Yang Jian sighed secretly in his heart, did he not even have the freedom to be alone?

"Yang Jian..." Sun Wukong's voice was obviously worried, and he should have arrived not far from the river.

Yang Jian really didn't want to see Monkey King, so he held back and didn't show up.

"Where are you..." Judging from the voice, Monkey King was standing by the river.Yang Jian expected him to leave quickly.But just as every expectation failed, Yang Jian immediately heard the sound of Monkey King falling into the water.There were huge waves in the water.Yang Jian stepped on the water, came out of the water, and saw Monkey King searching in the water.

The boy used his magic power to hit the water in front of him into the sky, causing the fish and shrimp in the river to suffer an indiscriminate disaster.Yang Jian reluctantly approached Sun Wukong and stood behind him.Sun Wukong had already opened up a waterless area with his power, and the place where Yang Jian stood was as dry as the land.

Yang Jian watched the young man scurrying about in the water like a headless fly, slapping the water vigorously, looking for himself.He was as stupid as ever, and never looked back.

The boy was naked with a coat on, no socks on his feet, and only one shoe. It seemed that he was walking in a hurry, and he didn't even have time to put on his clothes.He shouted hoarsely: "Yang Jian, where are you? You answer me! What's wrong with you?"

Yang Jian didn't make a sound, just stood behind him and watched quietly.

Looking at it, my heart hurts.

"Obviously I came here following the traces of Taoism that he cut down trees to open the way, why are they gone?" Sun Wukong said to himself, "You must have nothing to do, don't scare me!"

The young man hit the water with all his might and went crazy.Wet all over the body, occasionally unable to stand in the water, slipped and fell, got up immediately, and continued to search, completely ignoring myself, frantically searching.

Yang Jian frowned, why does his heart hurt when he sees Monkey King like this?This is different from the loneliness and sadness just now. While distressed, there is a faint sense of sweetness.What's going on here?Because of this unprecedented feeling, Yang Jian frowned more and more.

I don't know how long he searched, but Monkey King finally turned around, saw Yang Jian, yelled, jumped over somersaults, and hugged him tightly. "Where have you been?" Sun Wukong had an ecstatic look on his face, "Pa", and kissed Yang Jian resoundingly on the face. After being pushed away, he didn't get angry, dragged Yang Jian ashore, and took his hand to Wang's house. go.

Yang Jian shook Sun Wukong's hand several times but couldn't shake it off.Monkey King's hand was like a plaster, sticking to it.Yang Jian had no choice but to give up.

The two walked back along the road blazed by Yang Jian. Along the way, Monkey King chattered non-stop, trying to make Yang Jian happy.Yang Jian didn't laugh because of Monkey King's joke, but because of Monkey King's thoughts, he was no longer sad.

Originally, Yang Jian didn't know how to face Sun Wukong after the fish-and-water fun just now, but now that Sun Wukong grabbed his hand and walked home, he realized that his worries were unnecessary.The two are the same as usual.When Sun Wukong talked, he listened to himself, and occasionally spoke up, and the boy spoke more vigorously.If he laughed, he would giggle along with him.When walking, he will habitually look at himself and rarely look at the ground.I told him countless times not to look at him, but to walk well, but he always refused to listen. After hitting a tree, he covered his head and screamed for pain, wanting to kiss him, just like a child.

The wind gently blew the boy's hair, Yang Jian helped him brush the broken hair covering his eyes, and brushed his hand casually over his cheek.It was as if the young man had been given a body-holding spell, he would not move, he would just giggle.Yang Jian simply suspected that if he did something else to him, this fool would pass out happily.Even with all that intimacy between the two of them, a slight touch would still entertain the idiot.

When going up the mountain, alone, there is no way to go.

When going down the mountain, a path clearly appeared, and there was an extra person walking hand in hand.

The sky is still the same day, the road is still the same road, Yang Jian's mood is different.

In the quiet and deserted night, in the vast but bright moonlight, Yang Jian secretly held Monkey King's hand tightly.

The young man felt it, and he smiled back, and grabbed his arm tightly, holding it tightly in his arms, and pressed his whole body against it.

Immediately, Yang Jian regretted his actions and grabbed his hand.It was peeled off, and then it was pasted up again. Yang Jian exerted force, and the young man also exerted force, and even worse, he leaned his whole body against himself.Yang Jian said angrily, "Walk well!"

The young man immediately curled his lips, with a mournful face: "You are fierce to me..." After speaking, he laughed again, "But I would like to let you be fierce, hahaha, hurry up, scold me again!"

"You are simply..." Yang Jian thought for a long time and was still at a loss for words, "Fool!"

"Ah, give and take."

Yang Jian didn't want to say anything to this fool anymore.

Sun Wukong fell to Yang Jian's side, grabbed Yang Jian's left arm with both hands and put it in his arms, and put his head on Yang Jian's shoulder.The two were about the same height, and Yang Jian knew that Sun Wukong's posture would never be so comfortable. "Aren't you boneless? Don't lean on me."

"It's okay to walk without relying on you, then you rely on me."

Yang Jian pulled his left arm back: "Go your own way, it won't be tiring."

"Ah, are you tired?" Sun Wukong shouted, "That's great, I'll carry you on my back!"

"Need not!"

"Are you angry again?" Sun Wukong said aggrievedly, "Then I won't carry you...uh, can I hug you?"

Yang Jian didn't make a decision.He sighed and continued to walk forward, but he didn't withdraw his left arm after all.

Sun Wukong likes to see Yang Jian treat him like a fox, smiling like a fox who has stolen a chicken.

Back at Wang's house, Sun Wukong heated a bucket of water for Yang Jian to take a bath with magic power.Yang Jian set up a blindfold to block Sun Wukong's sight, and took a bath.Sun Wukong cast a spell to dry the wet clothes of the two of them, and even covered the bed warmly.Yang Jian got in, and Sun Wukong's hand touched it.Yang Jian trembled slightly.

"Sleep, don't think about it." Sun Wukong said, "I just want to hold you and sleep overnight. There is no other meaning. From now on, as long as you don't want to, I won't move you. What I, Monkey King, never wanted was you. body."

Yang Jian turned over and lay on his back on the bed: "I have something to tell you." Yang Jian didn't know why he didn't dare to look into Sun Wukong's eyes, let alone what caused the sudden discomfort.Yang Jian's voice was very low, but he was sure that Monkey King heard every word clearly.His words were simple: "What happened tonight...I'm drunk, I'm sorry. Don't worry too much about me, I hope you understand what I mean..."

Sun Wukong, who was lying beside him, did not move for a long time.

Yang Jian's heart ached a little.

"It's fine if I like you, don't worry about anything else." Monkey King finally spoke.

Yang Jian asked: "Don't you think it's unfair?" "Is there anything absolutely fair in this world?" Yang Jian persuaded: "It's meaningless for you to do this. Why do you do something that is not profitable?" Picture, I’m happy. Money can’t buy me happy.” Yang Jian simply didn’t know how to convince him: “You and I will never end, you just waited for me for 500 years.” Sun Wukong said unyieldingly: “Wait for yourself It is a result." Sun Wukong looked directly into Yang Jian's eyes, "You also said that there are still 500 years, I will try my best to make you accept me."

"Emotional matters, can success be achieved through hard work?"

"Everything is hard work does not guarantee success, and if you don't work hard, you will never succeed." Sun Wukong smiled freely, "Actually, I just found an excuse to let myself pester you for 500 years."

Yang Jian finally gave up on persuading Monkey King, and instead asked, "After 500 years, if I don't like you, will you hate me?"

"will not."

"If one day I do something very sorry to you, will you hate me?" Yang Jian's heart ached again inexplicably.Hold your breath, tense up, and focus all your attention on your ears.

"No, no matter what you do, I must love you more than hate."

Monkey King turned over on the bed and faced Yang Jian: "The most sorry thing is to kill my parents and destroy my family. Fortunately, I, Monkey King, was born with a stone monkey and has no father or mother. I only have a mountain of flowers and fruits. Home. You will not kill all the monsters in Huaguo Mountain one day, and pull out all the vegetation in Huaguo Mountain, right?" Sun Wukong joked, "Huaguo Mountain stretches for thousands of miles, and it has existed since Pangu opened the sky. Will be exhausted!"

Yang Jian's body stiffened instantly, and he was suffocating for breath.