Yang Jian and Sun Wukong

Yang Jian deeply realized that if he couldn't get pleasure, Monkey King would never continue to do it.

Intense anxiety welled up in his heart, and Yang Jian even thought, why don't you just leave me alone if you are happy!

In any case, Monkey King must not be stopped.

Yang Jian held Monkey King's hand and stroked his weak thing.Turning his head away from Sun Wukong, he said: "It will be like this at the beginning, but it will get better slowly, now, use your hands...to help me..." Yang Jian even said such words, Yang Jian felt that he could start tonight Throw away such useless things as face, and pick them up tomorrow morning after finishing the work.

When Sun Wukong's hand came over, Yang Jian straightened his back and shrunk his back.

Sun Wukong snorted, he was still in Yang Jian's body, he couldn't bear such a strong stimulation.

The flame of desire was ignited by Yang Jian, and with a "boom", it became a prairie fire in the blink of an eye.Sun Wukong couldn't help but thrust again.Panting, he stroked the sagging between Yang Jian's legs, and used his nimble fingers to help Yang Jian get excited again.

"So... you, will you be better?" Sun Wukong asked unsteadily.

"Hmm..." Yang Jian's breath was also a little unsteady.Being held and caressed by Monkey King like this, he couldn't help feeling a little emotional.Arching her body naturally, she couldn't help chasing after the fingertips.

Sensing that the soft thing in his palm was gradually becoming thicker, there was a subtle tremor, and hearing Yang Jian's very slight panting in his ears, Monkey King let go of his thoughts.He bent down to kiss Yang Jian.

It was a tender, pitiful kiss.

It was like touching a treasure that I had cherished for many years, with an indescribable devotion.

Yang Jian could feel the deep feelings hidden behind this cherishment, and he couldn't help himself for a while. Some kind of turbulent emotion filled his chest, and Yang Jian responded enthusiastically.The two were deeply entangled with each other for a long time, and neither of them wanted to separate.

Sun Wukong's fingers moved faster and faster, and finally reached a certain apex, and Yang Jian sprayed out.The tunnel behind him shrank suddenly, which made Sun Wukong fall too.

The two boarded the clouds one after the other.

At the last moment, Sun Wukong remembered not to lie on Yang Jian and crush him.He lay sideways beside Yang Jian, feeling the aftertaste.Never before had he experienced such intense ecstasy, which struck his heart and made his soul tremble.Because this ecstasy was brought to him by his beloved.

Monkey King turned his head to look at Yang Jian. Yang Jian seemed very tired and closed his eyes.Yes, he must be exhausted.Sun Wukong went to kiss Yang Jian's forehead.

Yang Jian opened his eyes, and saw those golden pupils were as bright as cold stars, looking at him without blinking, his own shadow was clearly reflected in his eyes.

Yang Jian has never felt so happy for a moment.

Monkey King smiled.She stretched out her arms to hug Yang Jian, and tucked his scattered jet-black hair behind her ears.

Yang Jian closed his eyes again, and beside Monkey King, he didn't have to worry about anything, he could sleep peacefully.

The happiest thing in this world is that I sleep in your arms tonight and have a beautiful dream about you. When I wake up tomorrow morning, the first thing I see is you.

for a day like this

In those days, Yang Jian was willing to pay any price.But now, Yang Jian has this kind of happiness through hard work.

Sun Wukong heated up a bucket of water with magic power, wiped Yang Jian and himself briefly, got rid of the filth in Yang Jian's body, cleaned up the dirty sheets, then went to bed and hugged Yang Jian, watching him quietly again.

Yang Jian was already asleep.

Yang Jian seldom sleeps soundly, he often suffers from insomnia all night long.

Monkey King is confident that Yang Jian will sleep well tonight.Sun Wukong gave Yang Jian a sleep aid, so that Yang Jian could sleep more deeply, wake up later tomorrow, and rest for a while.

Sun Wukong kissed him lightly again and closed his eyes.

The moment Monkey King closed his eyes, a white light flashed through the window.

Sun Wukong quickly opened his eyes, and turned his head to look at Yang Jian first. Yang Jian was sleeping soundly, even snoring slightly.Sun Wukong tucked in Yang Jian's quilt and jumped out.

With a move of his hand, he intercepted the white light, and it turned out to be the heart eagle of Xiaotiangou delivering the letter.

Xiaotiangou wrote letters to Yang Jian every day, and Sun Wukong knew about it. He was an upright person, so naturally he didn't peek at the contents of the letter.

Sun Wukong returned to the room silently with the letter transformed from the heart eagle.

He hesitated whether to wake Yang Jian up or not.

In the middle of the night, if there is no urgent matter, Xiaotiangou will never disturb people's dreams at this time.

Yang Jian had a contented smile on his face, as if he was having a sweet dream.The moonlight pouring down from the window slowly flowed, covering his whole body with a layer of silver light.The corners of his slightly curved lips showed a bit of ease and demureness.It was a soft beauty that he never saw when he was awake.

Monkey King still couldn't bear to wake Yang Jian up.It was not easy for Yang Jian to fall asleep, besides, he was too tired today and needed a good rest.Sun Wukong thought, why don't you open it first, and if there is something that must be done by Yang Jian, it's not too late to wake him up.If it's not too urgent, I can do it for Yang Jian.Although it's not very good to open people's letters, they are already family members, and Yang Jian wouldn't blame himself if he thought about it.

Sometimes, a seemingly insignificant small decision often changes a person's life.

Sun Wukong opened the letter that Xiao Tiangou sent to Yang Jian.After Sun Wukong read it, the letter automatically flew away as the heart eagle.

The wheel of fortune turned in the direction arranged by Tathagata Buddha.

……

Its daybreak.The moment Yang Jian first woke up, he still didn't want to open his eyes. He hasn't slept so soundly for many years.

I don't know if it was because my wish was fulfilled last night, or because everything about Journey to the West went smoothly according to the original plan. Anyway, I felt relaxed and slept soundly.

Yang Jian closed his eyes and called out: "Wukong..." Stretched out two straight legs from under the quilt, they looked even fairer in the morning sun, closed his eyes and stretched.The bright sun exposed Yang Jian's laziness.He kicked off the quilt, revealing a jade-like back, a huge strength hidden under the well-proportioned muscles, but also full of ambiguous hickey marks, which is indescribably alluring.He wantonly displayed a charm that he would never show easily.He buried his face in the quilt, and called again, "Wukong?"

The unusual fluctuations in the air reminded Yang Jian that something seemed different.

Yang Jian suddenly opened his eyes.

Looking around at a loss.

There is no shadow of Monkey King.

Run after eating?

Yang Jian thought to himself, when he sees him later, he must not let him go easily, and he is not in the house waiting for him to wake up, which is tolerable or unbearable.I really can't pamper him too much, it is true that I am proud of being pampered.

While complaining, he caught a glimpse of a small sound transmission array on the desk.The sound transmission array can maintain human voice and is generally used to transmit messages.

There was no sound transmission array before going to bed last night, but it appeared this morning.Who sent him the news?How could it be possible to enter the house in the middle of the night to set up an array?Even if he sleeps to death, it is impossible for Sun Wukong to let others in.

It seems that it can only be left by Monkey King.

Yang Jian's heart throbbed as if caught by something.

He has not listened to the content of the sound transmission array, he already understands:

Monkey King is gone.

leave without saying goodbye.

Didn't even wait for him to wake up.

Why did he go in such a hurry?

A bad premonition surged, Yang Jian hurriedly got out of bed without putting on his clothes, and activated the sound transmission array.

Sun Wukong's voice came out:

Yang Jian, Roaring Sky Dog sent a letter saying that something happened to everyone in Journey to the West. I am going to Baoxiang Country to save Tang Sanzang. I don't have time to tell you the details, so I'm leaving first.I put your trousers in the second compartment of the third suitcase from the left, don't forget to change, by the way, you are not in good health, you must have breakfast.

At the end of the speech, the sound transmission array dissipated by itself, turning into a wisp of green smoke without a trace.

Yang Jian was naked and barefoot, standing on the ground with an expressionless face, like a statue.After a ridiculous night, his waist was still a little sore, and there was still some slight pain in the unspeakable place behind him, but he couldn't feel it.He stood there motionless, with calm waves on his face, as if wearing a mask.

The wind chime at the door played a moving music.

It rained heavily last night.Water dripped from the eaves, "tick", "tick", "tick", three sounds.Yang Jian suddenly moved.

The first action Yang Jian reacted to was to find the trousers in the suitcase that Monkey King said, and put them on.

After tidying up the clothes, folding the quilt, simply tidying up the house, taking off the wind chime, and putting it back in the bosom again.Cast a spell to make his own heart eagle, and write a letter to the macaque king: things have changed, and on the day the letter arrives, kill Tang Sanzang quickly regardless of any cost.

Now that Sun Wukong has returned to the Buddhist scriptures team, if Tang Sanzang can be killed before Sun Wukong reaches Baoxiang Kingdom, Journey to the West will still end, Sun Wukong will still return to his side, Tathagata Buddha may still not be counted as Sun Wukong's fate.As for the life of the innocent Tang Sanzang... Now that Journey to the West has begun, who dares to say that he is innocent?When necessary, in order to achieve the goal, Yang Jian can even sacrifice his own life, let alone Tang Seng.Yang Jian's viciousness was never just talk.

Yang Jian turned the written letter into a flying eagle, and when the flying eagle flew away with flapping wings, Yang Jian went out and walked to the residence of the real Yuding.

From the moment Yang Jian knew that Monkey King had left, he put on a cold mask on his face.He was as calm as if he had expected this.Although his steps are not calm, they are not impatient either.

Soon seeing Master Yuding, Yang Jian bowed and saluted: "Master, this disciple came to say goodbye to you."

Yu Ding looked behind Yang Jian and realized something was wrong, "What about him?"

"I left last night."

"Where?"

"Back to the Journey to the West team."

Yu Ding understood somewhat, and sighed: "This day is finally here." He waved his hands dejectedly, "Let's go, let's all go... But you have to promise me that you will come back alive to see me."

Yang Jian bowed respectfully and said, "Please forgive me for not being able to promise you."

Yu Ding had a heavy sadness on his face. "Then promise me, don't go!"

Yang Jian bowed and did not dare to stand up straight, "Excuse me, I have to go."

Yu Ding took a step forward, grabbed Yang Jian by the shoulders and shook, and said loudly: "You and Monkey King finally left Journey to the West, do you know what your going means? If you don't know, let me tell you!"

Yang Jian said calmly: "I know what you want to say."

Yu Ding shouted: "You know that I want to say it too! Don't you think of a way? I figured it out for you. As long as Monkey King never recovers his memory, it will be all right? Tathagata Buddha used a magic spell to control Monkey King's memory, you can do it Let Tathagata never take off the tight ring. I have seen Sun Wukong's words and deeds. He is very sincere to you. As long as you are willing to live in seclusion, he will obey. You can hide anywhere and ignore the troubles of the world. If you are afraid of being found, You can hide in the magic mirror of mysterious light. This is the purpose of borrowing the magic mirror, right? You also thought of it, right? I set the time to 1 years. If the time is less than [-] years, even the Tathagata Buddha cannot force you to come out! When the time is up, I will reset the time, and you can live there forever."

Yang Jian didn't respond.

Yu Ding said weakly: "If you still take me as your master, just listen to me this time? Huh?"

Yang Jian took Yuding's hand on his shoulder, and calmly said: "Shut up in a small mirror and look at the trivial things before. After a long time, Sun Wukong will become impatient."

Yu Ding excitedly said: "With you by his side, he won't get impatient."

Yang Jian's calmness is in stark contrast to Yu Ding's, "Sun Wukong is an upright hero, and I will never let him be wronged in the slightest. How is this different from going to jail? It's just that the Five Elements Mountain has become a mirror."

Yu Ding said: "Okay, okay, you don't need to go in the mirror, go wherever you want, ignore everything in this world, don't play chess of Journey to the West, ah? You are gambling with your life..."

Yang Jian interrupted: "It was the master who said to his disciples back then that he wanted his disciples to protect the Three Realms, shoulder the responsibility of the world, and cherish the common people. As always, he must bear the burden of humiliation. Yang Jian has always kept these teachings in his heart, and dare not forget them for a moment."

"But life is gone, what are you talking about protecting the Three Realms?" Yu Ding stared at Yang Jian with red eyes, "If the realization of ideals has to be at the cost of the end of life, do you think it is meaningful if the so-called ideals are not realized? "

Yang Jian lowered his head, thought for a moment, and when he looked up again, his eyes were clear.

"Have."

"What's the point?"

"Monkey King will be happy."

"You live for Monkey King?"

"So what?"

Yu Ding wished to smash Yang Jian's stupid head. "Do you think it's good for Sun Wukong to recover his memory? Have you ever thought that Sun Wukong's recovery of memory will take the burden on his shoulders, and he will lose the happiness at this time." Yu Ding said loudly, "Can you deny that he is very happy now? hapiness?"

"I can't deny that I'm happy too. But some things have to be done."

"Why!" Yu Ding shouted, "As long as Sun Wukong doesn't remember the past, you can be together, as long as he remembers the past, he will definitely kill you. Why don't you understand such a simple truth!"

"It's not that the apprentice doesn't understand, it's the master who doesn't understand!" Yang Jian's face was covered with frost, and his voice became louder, "No one has the right to decide the fate of others!"

"Me! Yang Jian!" Yang Jian pointed at his chest and said loudly, "I have no right to decide whether Sun Wukong should recover his memory or not!"

Yuding was stunned, his heart trembled.

"If I do this, I will be the same as the Tathagata Buddha. Sun Wukong has fought all his life to be free and not be manipulated by others. I cannot manipulate his fate in the name of love. If I say 'for his own good' If I make a choice for him because of the reason, then it can only show that I am a selfish person!" Yang Jian looked directly at Yuding, "Master, you have never loved, so you may not understand that when you really love someone, you never I will make decisions that are only beneficial to him for him, and I must first ask for the wishes of the other party, so I will let Monkey King recover his memory and become the real Monkey King, and then let him decide what to do."

"If I were weaker or more cowardly, maybe I would follow Master's advice and leave everything behind with Sun Wukong to live in seclusion." Yang Jian looked at the surrounding scenery. In the early winter, all the flowers should have withered, but under the influence of the magic spell, the seasons of Yuquan Mountain remained the same. In spring, the mountain flowers are in full bloom, and the green clouds and bamboos are so beautiful. "Yang Jian and Sun Wukong will always remember the days in Yuquan Mountain."

Yang Jian withdrew his distant gaze, faced Yuding, and knelt down straight with a "plop".

Yuding was taken aback, "What are you doing?"

"Let's say goodbye today. I don't know when we will see each other again..." Yang Jian said, "For thousands of years, Yang Jian has been taken care of and taught by Master, and I am very grateful. I hope Master is well and take care of yourself..."

Yang Jian respectfully bowed to Yuding three times, stood up in Fuyi, and left without saying a word.