Don't be clouded

While half asleep and half awake, Ji Bieyun felt the coolness from all directions, as if he had been thrown into late autumn and early winter from the scorching summer, his body felt a little chilly.

He was tormented by dreams for a long time, and in a trance, he saw the Bone City shrouded in wind and snow again, and he was wearing thin clothes, trekking in the snow without end.

Consciousness broke through the chaos, and Ji Bieyun woke up suddenly.

The whole person sat up in an instant, panting like rebirth in the extremely silent room.

The five senses gradually returned to their place, and he found himself in a completely strange place.This place is only the size of a study room, like a stone cave, surrounded by walls made of hard stone bricks, without a single window.The layout inside is very simple, except for a low table, a futon, and only a bamboo couch where he is lying on.

In the corner of the stone house there is a flight of steps leading up to a stone door.

The light in the room was dim, and only a little light was maintained by an oil lamp on the table.

Ji Bieyun wanted to go down to get the oil lamp, but as soon as he moved, there was the sound of tinkling metal clanging from his hands and feet.Looking down, it turned out that he was bound by chains on both wrists and ankles on both sides.

And the iron chain wasn't long enough for him to reach the table.

"Guanchen..." He sat back on the couch and sighed angrily.

This monk is probably crazy.

Ji Bieyun didn't know where this place was at all, but he guessed it might be somewhere in Xuanqing Mountain, the old lair of that stinky monk Guan Chen, and no one else would find it.

The chains that bound him were very strong, and there were no usable weapons or tools by his side, so Ji Bieyun couldn't break free no matter how strong he was.

So he can only wait for Guan Chen to come.

Ji Bieyun couldn't figure out why it became like this.

In his cognition, Guan Chen has always respected his wishes, and it is absolutely impossible to do such a thing.Or is the past just an illusion, a disguised appearance of Guan Chen for the world to see?

He shrank into a corner and leaned against the wall, but suddenly caught something strange in his eyes.Although the lights were dim, he found that there seemed to be dark marks on the wall next to it, which was not too obvious, so he didn't notice it before.Looking closer, his heart suddenly fell to the bottom.

It's Guan Chen's handwriting.

All the writings are fragments of Buddhist scriptures. Looking around, all the walls are covered with densely packed Buddhist scriptures. Countless small characters are like ugly and terrifying bugs, crawling all over the whole house.

This is a prison.

Ji Bieyun could almost imagine Guanchen staying alone in this dark room, writing Buddhist scriptures with a pen, intently and slowly, trying to drive out the restless and frantic distracting thoughts from his mind, and then trapped them by those scriptures.

This dark room used to shut out distracting thoughts of watching dust, but now it traps him.

Ji Bieyun suddenly found it ridiculous.

Laughing that he met Guan Chen when he was young, and he thought that there was no one in the world who understood him better than himself, but in the end he didn't even know the pain deep in Guan Chen's heart, nor had he ever glimpsed the slightest bit.

He sat there with his head down for a long time, his body almost drenched in coldness, when he suddenly heard a rumbling sound coming from the stone door.

Looking up, the monk walked in as calmly as before, closed the stone door again, and then walked down the steps to come to him.

Guan Chen took off the outermost golden folded clothes and put them on for him, "It's cold here, blame me, I didn't prepare thick clothes for you."

Ji Bieyun didn't move the whole time, he just looked at each other calmly.The body is covered with warmth, which is the body temperature of Guanchen remaining on the clothes.

"Try not to move around, I don't want them to hurt you. I'll get a quilt later, it will be colder at night." Guan Chen held his wrist and carefully checked whether there was any iron chains Hoop scars.When his palm touched his calf, Ji Bieyun withdrew it abruptly.

He said hoarsely: "Let me go out, let's have a good talk, you know I hate being confined."

"Be obedient, let me see if there is any injury." The monk stretched out his hand firmly to hold his thin calf, encircled it with his palm, stroked down inch by inch, and looked at the iron ring.

No damage, just a little redness.

Ji Bieyun has never experienced humiliation in Guanchen, but at this moment he is indeed very disturbed.

"Guan Chen, don't do this." He retracted his legs again, and shrank back to the corner, "Let me out, it's too dark here."

Guan Chen sat down beside the bamboo couch, and said warmly: "But this place is very safe for you, you don't want to leave Chenjing, so I can only help you avoid danger."

"Dangerous?" He frowned, "Sure enough, something will happen to Chen Jing? Did you participate in it?"

"You don't have to think about those things anymore, I will achieve all goals for you, including rehabilitating the Liu family." Guanchen said, "When the dust settles, I will take you back to Lingzhou."

"Did you lock me up again after returning to Lingzhou?" Ji Bieyun asked coldly.

He didn't feel how warm this promise was.Guan Chen clearly knows that he has never been a dodder, and he does not want to cling to others, let alone ask for help in everything.

"No, you will no longer be Ji Bieyun at that time," the monk replied, "The disturbances in Chenjing have nothing to do with you, I will accompany you wherever you want to go."

Ji Bieyun's anger grew stronger and stronger, he said angrily: "No need, I don't need the company of Master."

Guan Chen paused for a moment, leaned forward for a while, and whispered in his ear: "I finally waited for you to come back, but you are leaving me again, aren't you?"

He was taken aback, and murmured: "I didn't..."

The monk chuckled, "You have. Last night, the crown prince spoke to you in the same way. What did he say?"

A voice as cold as ice and snow rang in his ears. In the past, he thought it was gentle snow, but now he felt the chill of thousands of miles of ice.

He remembered that the prince had indeed approached him to talk outside the side door of Ji's residence last night, and it turned out that Guan Chen had even seen that scene.Ji Bieyun's heart tightened, and when he stood in the alley hesitating for a long time, Guanchen should also be hiding in the carriage in the dark and watching him, seeing that he gave up the chance to escape from Chenjing, but ran to meet him again The sons of the Ming family talked very closely.

"Your Majesty just asked me to go to Emperor Yuanhui to take back his holy will. I didn't mean to make friends with him." Ji Bieyun was a little tired, "It was my fault to lie to you before, and I won't do it again."

However, Guan Chen ignored his explanation, stepped back, and stared into his eyes, "If Emperor Yuan Hui didn't deliberately disgust you this time, if there is really a good person who is attracted to you and wants to be with you Make a marriage, do you agree?"

Ji Bieyun frowned and said, "Why do you ask such a question? This kind of assumption is meaningless, there is no marriage at all."

Even if there is such a person, as long as it is not Guanchen, he will never agree.

Guan Chen raised his hand, gently stroked the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, and said to himself, "Marriage..."

He was inexplicably scared, but he heard the other party suddenly ask: "Yunjing, do you know the difference between these two words and the cause and fate mentioned by the Buddhists?"

That hand was obviously gentle, but Ji Bieyun felt that danger was coming, and his back felt cold.He froze his body and didn't dare to move, and his brain turned a little slower, and he reluctantly replied: "The words are different, and the meanings are also different."

"Be specific."

Then he thought hard again, "One is the combination of karma, cause and effect...the other marriage may not bear fruit for the whole life or even life after life."

The room fell silent, only the flames of the oil lamps were beating.

After Ji Bieyun finished speaking, he felt enlightened, and Guan Chen didn't speak again, but just watched him quietly, with imperceptible sadness in his eyes.

The tip of his nose was a little sour, as if all the worries before were not important.

But why would Guan Chen force him to say these few words?

"Zhao Quehan," Ji Bieyun called out Guan Chen's common name, "Have you moved your heart to me?"

From the moment he showed up last night, Guan Chen couldn't hide his feelings for him, but at that time he was only vaguely aware of the somewhat terrifying desire to control, and he didn't understand until just now... When he thinks of it, there are thousands of emotions Desire is entangled, and all kinds of bitterness cannot be controlled by oneself.

In the final analysis, it's all resentment and hatred that will love and part, and then you can't get what you want, and finally end up with an obsession that is hard to get rid of.

The monk took off the beads one by one in silence, got up and put them on the table.

Ji Bieyun crawled to the edge of the bamboo couch, pulling on the stretched iron chain and trying to move forward, without even noticing the pain in his wrist.

When he once secretly liked watching dust, he felt that it was a wonderful emotion that was hard to express, but occasionally he was troubled by not being able to express it.However, when he learned that Guan Chen couldn't get what he wanted, and saw the wall full of struggles, Ji Bieyun felt his blood was burning, igniting both fear and excitement.

"Let me go, I have something to tell you..."

Guan Chen turned around, those thoughts that had been repressed for a long time finally surfaced, and there were no traces of his past pace of advance and retreat on his body, but he really looked like a demon monk.

As if deaf and blind, unable to hear anything, and unable to see Ji Bieyun's struggle, he approached the bamboo couch step by step.

"I told him not to move around. Look, he's injured." The monk held his right wrist, touched the fresh wound with his fingertips, and stroked him cruelly.

Ji Bieyun endured the pain, and in the next moment, the gold folded clothes on his body slipped off his shoulders, and the scar on the back of his neck was stroked with his other hand.

His body still had the memory of last time, and he trembled when he felt the familiar temperature.But this time, the hand slid directly in from the neckline, truly touching his scarred skin.

"Guanchen... don't..."

The monk let go of his wrist, raised his chin instead, and leaned closer, their breaths intertwined in the air.

Guan Chen tilted his head, brushed the end of his eyes with his lips, and said softly: "Yun Jing, I hope you can answer truthfully later, how did you get these injuries."

The author says:

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