The furry fox tail and those two fluffy fox ears were hard for him to ignore.
The young man’s arms were hanging around his neck, he was still half-asleep, and his huge tail was swaying behind him.
Every time the tail shook, the bell would jingle along.
The monk’s eyes landed uncontrollably on the giant tail behind Bai Lixin.
That tail seemed to have some magical power. With every shake, it struck his heart.
Perhaps it was because he wasn’t fully awake or for some other reason, but by the time he realized it, his hands were already tightly gripping the furry tail.
The tail, which had been swaying casually, suddenly stopped. It’s fox fur stood on end as if electrified.
A soft moan escaped from the young man’s throat, and his previously hazy face instantly revealed an expression of discomfort and pleasure.
Fanjia was momentarily stunned. Almost involuntarily, his fingers slid down the fox tail, reaching the tip where the bell was attached.
The pleasure on the young man’s face intensified.
Fanjia stared at the young man’s expression, discreetly swallowing his saliva.
Something poked him, and he subconsciously lowered his head. His face turned red, and he quickly averted his gaze.
His hand left the fox demon’s tail as if electrocuted, but in that moment, a soft arm suddenly blocked his retreat.
Bai Lixin opened his eyes, his misty eyes looking at Fanjia pitifully. He held Fanjia’s hand and guided it back to his tail. “Master, as they say, helping others brings greater joy than building a seven-level pagoda. I’m uncomfortable, can you help me again? It feels really comfortable when you stroke my fur.”
“Okay.”
The misty eyes seemed to speak, and Fanjia silently swallowed his saliva. Under the pleading gaze of the young man, he nodded his head again.
He grasped the fox’s tail again and gently stroked the fur in the right direction.
Soon, he focused on the base of the tail.
Because he noticed from the young man’s expression that stroking the base of the tail was the most pleasurable for him.
The young man’s chest heaved violently. He tilted his head back, his hands supporting the edge of the bed, his body arched backward, forming a graceful crescent moon-like shape.
Fanjia’s breathing became heavier.
“Master.” Just as Fanjia was secretly adjusting his breathing, the young man’s soft voice suddenly came, and he looked over with a trance-like expression. He saw the young man sit up, looking at him leisurely.
“Master.” The young man called again, “There’s something wrong with your staff. Did Buddha bless it?”
Fanjia’s face exploded with a buzz. He was no longer the ignorant monk from a few days ago. He knew what the young man meant by “staff.”
Bai Lixin: “Since you’re helping me so earnestly, I’ll return the favor, and help Master a little too.”
Fanjia: “?”
‘Help me? How do you help?’
The next moment, his body suddenly stiffened, and he quickly understood how the fox demon intended to help him.
His head was buzzing, and he experienced sensations he had never felt before.
Sometimes it was the clouds in the sky hovering around him, and other times it was fish swimming past him in the sea.
At times, he was deep within giant waves, and at other times, he was engulfed by hurricanes.
He didn’t know how much time had passed, but he felt himself plummeting from the high sky straight into the ocean. In front of him, a majestic whale leaped out of the water, creating a magnificent splash as water sprayed from its back, shimmering in the air.
Fanjia leaned against the wall behind him, panting heavily. His chest rose and fell dramatically, his robe’s slightly disheveled.
The young man cast a meaningful glance at him with his alluring fox eyes. He smiled softly at Fanjia and put his index finger into his mouth.
Fanjia’s pupils shrank, his eyes fixed on Bai Lixin’s actions, unable to look away.
After licking his last finger clean, Bai Lixin’s eyes slowly moved downward. Then, he burst into laughter.
“Master, it seems your staff is indeed blessed. Not only is it durable, it can also revive the dead.”
Fanjia’s face turned crimson, and he wished he could find a hole to hide in.
…
Unnoticed, the sun gradually descended in the sky.
The monk gazed at the fox demon sleeping on the bed, his expression complicated. He tiptoed out of the room.
When he reached the door, a gust of wind blew in from outside, carrying the strong scent of heather.
Thinking about everything that had happened during the day, the monk stumbled and nearly fell out of the room.
He awkwardly shook his body a few times before regaining his balance.
His monk’s robe had some wrinkles, and Fanjia tried to smooth them out. As his hand touched the fabric, not only did the wrinkles not disappear, but he also smelled the fragrance of heather again.
Flustered, Fanjia went to the well to fetch a bucket of water to wash his hands. Just as his hand was about to dip into the water, he hesitated.
After a long internal struggle, he finally plunged his hand into the bucket.
After washing his hands, he returned to the meditation room, knelt on the cushion and silently recited the Heart Sutra.
But as soon as he closed his eyes, the young man’s image immediately appeared in his mind.
That graceful figure, that beautiful face, that gentle voice…
Fanjia suddenly came back to his send and opened his eyes in panic. He hurriedly left the meditation room and entered the study.
Picking up a random sutra from the bookshelf, he sat behind the desk and began copying it. As his eyes focused on the text, the characters seemed to come alive, jumping and spinning before him. Eventually, they formed the young man’s face.
He didn’t know how much time had passed, but when he snapped out of his trance and looked down, he was stunned.
What he had copied wasn’t a sutra at all; he had drawn an entire page of the young man.
Smiling, sleeping, with a tail, without a tail, shy, dressed, and even… undressed.
Fanjia’s face turned red. He reached out to tear the paper, but as soon as he held it, he hesitated. The next moment, he carefully placed the paper back on the desk and smoothed it out. Then, he folded it into small squares and tucked it into his robe.
The wind stirred the curtains, but not just the curtains were moving, the heart was moving too.
Was it because his Buddhist mind wasn’t strong enough that he drew this?
There’s a reason for everything’s existence. Since he had drawn this, then it had its purpose.
The drawings came to him, so it meant they were destined to be together.
Since there was destiny, he had to contemplate this connection carefully, rather than severing it outright.
Yes, that’s right. This drawings not only shouldn’t be torn, but should also be carefully kept close.
————————————-
The door to the live broadcast room
[What a great show!]
[Congratulations, God Xin, please give me some monk meat!]
[You might be late. But isn’t the time slot is too short? Normally, shouldn’t it be three days and three nights? Is our Master not up to the task?]
[Warning, warning, the big boss will arrive on the battlefield in three seconds!]
[Even if he hasn’t completely devoured him, he must have tasted something. Look at how refreshed the big boss is, I can’t stand it.]
[Look, God Xin is out!]
———————————
Fanjia was staring blankly at the sutra in front of him when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.
He followed the sound and lifted his head, finding the young man had appeared at the doorway of the study.
The young man leaned against the door frame lazily , his charming fox-like eyes looking at Fanjia. His lips were slightly swollen, with some stains sticking to his chin.
Every expression and smile exuded a charming demeanor.
Fanjia only glanced at the young man for a second before quickly averted his gaze.
The young man was wearing a red robe, which he had transformed from his own lotus petals.
In fact, he had another set of clothes left in the temple, the one he had left behind when he had transformed into a fox in the temple the last time.
But for some reason, he didn’t feel like returning the clothes to him. He casually transformed another set of clothes for him using his lotus petals.
Fanjia looked down at the ground, but the corner of his eye kept observing the young man’s every move.
The young man wiped away the stain on his chin with his hand, pinching it with his index and middle fingers. His eyes were fixed on his fingertips, lost in thought.
Fanjia lowered his head, and his throat hidden in the shadow of his chin rolled subconsciously.
It was obviously just a very ordinary movement, but when the young man did it, it carried an indescribable allure and temptation.
Fanjia gulped.
“Master,” the young man’s lazy voice rang out, “I’m hungry. I don’t want to eat vegetarian food, accompany me to eat something outside.”
Fanjia hesitated for two seconds before nodding his head silently, “Okay.”
As if remembering something, his throat tightened and he added, “Wait for me, I’ll change my clothes.”
The young man smiled happily, his eyes forming beautiful crescents
———————————–
In the live broadcast room
[Ahhh, I’m going to praise God Xin to the heavens! I want to praise God Xin’s aura. It’s so beautiful! Isn’t this the epitome of a lazy beauty?! I envy the big boss for having such an amazing wife.]
[Ahem, details, his chin.]
[Hehehe, I noticed too, it’s so exciting. I’ve already imagined fifty episodes in my head.]
[A fanfiction should be made here.]
[Where’s the illustrator?!]
[Here, here, I’ll draw it right away!]
[The abstinent monk and the seductive fox demon, this CP is simply too perfect!]
[I love watching them fall in love. Sure enough, in God Xin’s hands, even the most wooden person can be enlightened.]
——————————–
The monk changed into a brand-new set of clothes. He probably used a cleaning spell, and was emitting a lotus fragrance.
The two of them quickly walked out of the barrier together. By now, it was already dark, and the moon was slowly rising from the other side of the mountain, not yet hanging on the willow branches.
The tail behind Bai Lixin and the ears on the top of his head had been hidden with the help of the monk, but the bell was still unwilling to leave Bai Lixin and continued to follow him closely.
“Master, when you bid farewell last time, you said ‘the greatest concealment lies in plain sight’. So, is this what you meant? When did you move here?”
Fanjia: “After bidding farewell to you, I settled the temple in Qingcheng Town. The most dangerous place is also the safest.”
“Indeed,” Bai Lixin nodded in agreement, “the most dangerous place is the safest. If it wasn’t for the staff guiding me, I wouldn’t have found you.”
Upon hearing the word “staff,” Fanjia’s face turned slightly red.
From now on, he couldn’t face this word directly anymore.
Fanjia: “What do you want to eat?”
Bai Lixin shook his head, “I don’t know, let’s just walk around. I’ll eat whatever I feel like, I’ll go with the flow.”
Fanjia: “Okay.”
“After that, did the elder of the Qingcheng Sect bother you again?” Bai Lixin asked with concern. The Qingcheng Sect members hadn’t appeared for a long time.
“No,” Fanjia’s expression was indifferent, without a trace of fear on his face, “If they really want to fight, they’re not my opponents.”
Bai Lixin: “…”
The name of this copy was “[Demon Suppression]. So, the key to this copy must be related to demons. The meaning of suppressing demons was to subdue them. There was also what the cultivators of Qingcheng Sect said, that “the best demon blood” and such at that time.
If his guess is correct, the Qingcheng sect should be the one to suppress the demons.
Investigating the inside story of Qingcheng Sect capturing demons should be the correct solution to this copy.
The two walked shoulder to shoulder in the night market, and Bai Lixin quickly sat down in front of a wonton stall.
He ordered a bowl of three fresh wontons and propped his chin up, looking at Fanjia across from him.
Fanjia felt embarrassed under his gaze and asked awkwardly, “Why are you staring at me like that? Didn’t you say you don’t want to eat vegetarian food? Why did you order three fresh wontons instead of meat-filled ones?”
With a smile in his eyes, Bai Lixin shook his head, “No, even though you won’t eat, you’re still a monk. It wouldn’t be appropriate to eat meat-filled wontons in front of you. Three fresh fillings are also tasty.”
He paused and licked the corner of his mouth, “Besides, I’ve eaten meat today.”
Fanjia instantly felt embarrassed and shifted his gaze away.
“Master,” Bai Lixin seemed not to notice the other’s embarrassment and continued, “Master, were you comfortable today?”
Fanjia became even more embarrassed, burying his head even lower.
“Is it too embarrassing to say?” The young man chuckled, “I was very happy today. Thank you, Master.”
Fanjia’s throat felt dry, but he still managed to squeeze out two words, “You’re welcome.”
“Is it necessary?” The young man’s tone instantly lightened up, “Then next time, I’ll still need Master’s help. After all, you said ‘You’re welcome’ yourself.”
“…” The monk was stunned, feeling quite complicated at the moment.
On one hand, he felt at a loss, and on the other hand, he felt it was natural and inevitable.
Natural?
Inevitable?
Why did he have these thoughts?
The wontons were quickly served. Bai Lixin took a bite and gave a thumbs up, “The taste is really good.”
“Hahaha, of course the taste is good,” the owner of the wonton stall, an old man with graying hair, heard the praise and laughed happily, “Guest, you might not know. I’ve been running this wonton stall for forty years.”
“For many years, we’ve been honest, and my wontons are absolutely authentic and delicious. I dare say, there’s no one in Qingcheng Town who hasn’t tasted my wontons.”
Fanjia was busy with his prayer beads, when a spoonful of wonton soup suddenly appeared in front of him.
He was momentarily stunned, then he heard the young man across from him say, “It’s really delicious. I’ve tried it, so don’t worry, there’s no meat inside, give it a taste.”
With that, the spoon moved a bit closer to him.
Looking at the spoon so close at hand, Fanjia’s peripheral vision swept over the wonton bowl and the young man opposite him.
There were no spoons in the wontons, and there were no spoons in front of the young man either.
So, was the young man using the spoon he had just used to feed him?
Fanjia’s cheeks turned slightly red. Urged on by the young man, Fanjia tentatively opened his mouth and swallowed the wonton.
A faint vegetable fragrance immediately burst in his mouth. The taste was indeed good.
As soon as he took it into his mouth, the young man across from him eagerly looked over, “How is it? Is it delicious?!”
Fanjia chewed a few times and slowly swallowed the wonton. He smiled and nodded at the young man, “It tastes good.”
The smile on the young man’s face instantly widened, “See, I told you it’s good, right?”
As he spoke, he scooped up another wonton, blew on it to cool it down, and once again brought it to Fanjia, “If it’s delicious, have one more. Ah, open your mouth.”
Fanjia hesitated for a moment, “You eat it. Aren’t you hungry?”
“But I want to share good things with you,” the young man smiled again. In the twinkling night sky, there were stars circulating in his eyes, just like the countless stars reflected in the sky above his head.
Fanjia’s gaze froze, he stared blankly at the young man’s lively and vivid face, unable to snap out of his trance for a long time.
In his mind, one word came to mind:
Beautiful.
In the following time, the two of them took turns to eat the wontons, and finished the bowl quickly.
Habit was truly a mysterious thing. Just a while ago, Fanjia felt a bit embarrassed about Bai Lixin feeding him wontons. But after eating them for a while, he felt uncomfortable when the young man didn’t feed him.
After finishing the bowl of wontons, the owner spoke enthusiastically, “Guests, how about I add some more for you? I see the two of you shared just one bowl, and must not be full. Don’t worry, I won’t charge you for the extra wontons. Consider it the sesame oil money I’m giving to Master. I only hope to bless my stall to be safe and sound, and not encounter any more strange things.”
The furry fox tail and those two fluffy fox ears were hard for him to ignore.
The young man’s arms were hanging around his neck, he was still half-asleep, and his huge tail was swaying behind him.
Every time the tail shook, the bell would jingle along.
The monk’s eyes landed uncontrollably on the giant tail behind Bai Lixin.
That tail seemed to have some magical power. With every shake, it struck his heart.
Perhaps it was because he wasn’t fully awake or for some other reason, but by the time he realized it, his hands were already tightly gripping the furry tail.
The tail, which had been swaying casually, suddenly stopped. It’s fox fur stood on end as if electrified.
A soft moan escaped from the young man’s throat, and his previously hazy face instantly revealed an expression of discomfort and pleasure.
Fanjia was momentarily stunned. Almost involuntarily, his fingers slid down the fox tail, reaching the tip where the bell was attached.
The pleasure on the young man’s face intensified.
Fanjia stared at the young man’s expression, discreetly swallowing his saliva.
Something poked him, and he subconsciously lowered his head. His face turned red, and he quickly averted his gaze.
His hand left the fox demon’s tail as if electrocuted, but in that moment, a soft arm suddenly blocked his retreat.
Bai Lixin opened his eyes, his misty eyes looking at Fanjia pitifully. He held Fanjia’s hand and guided it back to his tail. “Master, as they say, helping others brings greater joy than building a seven-level pagoda. I’m uncomfortable, can you help me again? It feels really comfortable when you stroke my fur.”
“Okay.”
The misty eyes seemed to speak, and Fanjia silently swallowed his saliva. Under the pleading gaze of the young man, he nodded his head again.
He grasped the fox’s tail again and gently stroked the fur in the right direction.
Soon, he focused on the base of the tail.
Because he noticed from the young man’s expression that stroking the base of the tail was the most pleasurable for him.
The young man’s chest heaved violently. He tilted his head back, his hands supporting the edge of the bed, his body arched backward, forming a graceful crescent moon-like shape.
Fanjia’s breathing became heavier.
“Master.” Just as Fanjia was secretly adjusting his breathing, the young man’s soft voice suddenly came, and he looked over with a trance-like expression. He saw the young man sit up, looking at him leisurely.
“Master.” The young man called again, “There’s something wrong with your staff. Did Buddha bless it?”
Fanjia’s face exploded with a buzz. He was no longer the ignorant monk from a few days ago. He knew what the young man meant by “staff.”
Bai Lixin: “Since you’re helping me so earnestly, I’ll return the favor, and help Master a little too.”
Fanjia: “?”
‘Help me? How do you help?’
The next moment, his body suddenly stiffened, and he quickly understood how the fox demon intended to help him.
His head was buzzing, and he experienced sensations he had never felt before.
Sometimes it was the clouds in the sky hovering around him, and other times it was fish swimming past him in the sea.
At times, he was deep within giant waves, and at other times, he was engulfed by hurricanes.
He didn’t know how much time had passed, but he felt himself plummeting from the high sky straight into the ocean. In front of him, a majestic whale leaped out of the water, creating a magnificent splash as water sprayed from its back, shimmering in the air.
Fanjia leaned against the wall behind him, panting heavily. His chest rose and fell dramatically, his robe’s slightly disheveled.
The young man cast a meaningful glance at him with his alluring fox eyes. He smiled softly at Fanjia and put his index finger into his mouth.
Fanjia’s pupils shrank, his eyes fixed on Bai Lixin’s actions, unable to look away.
After licking his last finger clean, Bai Lixin’s eyes slowly moved downward. Then, he burst into laughter.
“Master, it seems your staff is indeed blessed. Not only is it durable, it can also revive the dead.”
Fanjia’s face turned crimson, and he wished he could find a hole to hide in.
…
Unnoticed, the sun gradually descended in the sky.
The monk gazed at the fox demon sleeping on the bed, his expression complicated. He tiptoed out of the room.
When he reached the door, a gust of wind blew in from outside, carrying the strong scent of heather.
Thinking about everything that had happened during the day, the monk stumbled and nearly fell out of the room.
He awkwardly shook his body a few times before regaining his balance.
His monk’s robe had some wrinkles, and Fanjia tried to smooth them out. As his hand touched the fabric, not only did the wrinkles not disappear, but he also smelled the fragrance of heather again.
Flustered, Fanjia went to the well to fetch a bucket of water to wash his hands. Just as his hand was about to dip into the water, he hesitated.
After a long internal struggle, he finally plunged his hand into the bucket.
After washing his hands, he returned to the meditation room, knelt on the cushion and silently recited the Heart Sutra.
But as soon as he closed his eyes, the young man’s image immediately appeared in his mind.
That graceful figure, that beautiful face, that gentle voice…
Fanjia suddenly came back to his send and opened his eyes in panic. He hurriedly left the meditation room and entered the study.
Picking up a random sutra from the bookshelf, he sat behind the desk and began copying it. As his eyes focused on the text, the characters seemed to come alive, jumping and spinning before him. Eventually, they formed the young man’s face.
He didn’t know how much time had passed, but when he snapped out of his trance and looked down, he was stunned.
What he had copied wasn’t a sutra at all; he had drawn an entire page of the young man.
Smiling, sleeping, with a tail, without a tail, shy, dressed, and even… undressed.
Fanjia’s face turned red. He reached out to tear the paper, but as soon as he held it, he hesitated. The next moment, he carefully placed the paper back on the desk and smoothed it out. Then, he folded it into small squares and tucked it into his robe.
The wind stirred the curtains, but not just the curtains were moving, the heart was moving too.
Was it because his Buddhist mind wasn’t strong enough that he drew this?
There’s a reason for everything’s existence. Since he had drawn this, then it had its purpose.
The drawings came to him, so it meant they were destined to be together.
Since there was destiny, he had to contemplate this connection carefully, rather than severing it outright.
Yes, that’s right. This drawings not only shouldn’t be torn, but should also be carefully kept close.
————————————-
The door to the live broadcast room
[What a great show!]
[Congratulations, God Xin, please give me some monk meat!]
[You might be late. But isn’t the time slot is too short? Normally, shouldn’t it be three days and three nights? Is our Master not up to the task?]
[Warning, warning, the big boss will arrive on the battlefield in three seconds!]
[Even if he hasn’t completely devoured him, he must have tasted something. Look at how refreshed the big boss is, I can’t stand it.]
[Look, God Xin is out!]
———————————
Fanjia was staring blankly at the sutra in front of him when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.
He followed the sound and lifted his head, finding the young man had appeared at the doorway of the study.
The young man leaned against the door frame lazily , his charming fox-like eyes looking at Fanjia. His lips were slightly swollen, with some stains sticking to his chin.
Every expression and smile exuded a charming demeanor.
Fanjia only glanced at the young man for a second before quickly averted his gaze.
The young man was wearing a red robe, which he had transformed from his own lotus petals.
In fact, he had another set of clothes left in the temple, the one he had left behind when he had transformed into a fox in the temple the last time.
But for some reason, he didn’t feel like returning the clothes to him. He casually transformed another set of clothes for him using his lotus petals.
Fanjia looked down at the ground, but the corner of his eye kept observing the young man’s every move.
The young man wiped away the stain on his chin with his hand, pinching it with his index and middle fingers. His eyes were fixed on his fingertips, lost in thought.
Fanjia lowered his head, and his throat hidden in the shadow of his chin rolled subconsciously.
It was obviously just a very ordinary movement, but when the young man did it, it carried an indescribable allure and temptation.
Fanjia gulped.
“Master,” the young man’s lazy voice rang out, “I’m hungry. I don’t want to eat vegetarian food, accompany me to eat something outside.”
Fanjia hesitated for two seconds before nodding his head silently, “Okay.”
As if remembering something, his throat tightened and he added, “Wait for me, I’ll change my clothes.”
The young man smiled happily, his eyes forming beautiful crescents
———————————–
In the live broadcast room
[Ahhh, I’m going to praise God Xin to the heavens! I want to praise God Xin’s aura. It’s so beautiful! Isn’t this the epitome of a lazy beauty?! I envy the big boss for having such an amazing wife.]
[Ahem, details, his chin.]
[Hehehe, I noticed too, it’s so exciting. I’ve already imagined fifty episodes in my head.]
[A fanfiction should be made here.]
[Where’s the illustrator?!]
[Here, here, I’ll draw it right away!]
[The abstinent monk and the seductive fox demon, this CP is simply too perfect!]
[I love watching them fall in love. Sure enough, in God Xin’s hands, even the most wooden person can be enlightened.]
——————————–
The monk changed into a brand-new set of clothes. He probably used a cleaning spell, and was emitting a lotus fragrance.
The two of them quickly walked out of the barrier together. By now, it was already dark, and the moon was slowly rising from the other side of the mountain, not yet hanging on the willow branches.
The tail behind Bai Lixin and the ears on the top of his head had been hidden with the help of the monk, but the bell was still unwilling to leave Bai Lixin and continued to follow him closely.
“Master, when you bid farewell last time, you said ‘the greatest concealment lies in plain sight’. So, is this what you meant? When did you move here?”
Fanjia: “After bidding farewell to you, I settled the temple in Qingcheng Town. The most dangerous place is also the safest.”
“Indeed,” Bai Lixin nodded in agreement, “the most dangerous place is the safest. If it wasn’t for the staff guiding me, I wouldn’t have found you.”
Upon hearing the word “staff,” Fanjia’s face turned slightly red.
From now on, he couldn’t face this word directly anymore.
Fanjia: “What do you want to eat?”
Bai Lixin shook his head, “I don’t know, let’s just walk around. I’ll eat whatever I feel like, I’ll go with the flow.”
Fanjia: “Okay.”
“After that, did the elder of the Qingcheng Sect bother you again?” Bai Lixin asked with concern. The Qingcheng Sect members hadn’t appeared for a long time.
“No,” Fanjia’s expression was indifferent, without a trace of fear on his face, “If they really want to fight, they’re not my opponents.”
Bai Lixin: “…”
The name of this copy was “[Demon Suppression]. So, the key to this copy must be related to demons. The meaning of suppressing demons was to subdue them. There was also what the cultivators of Qingcheng Sect said, that “the best demon blood” and such at that time.
If his guess is correct, the Qingcheng sect should be the one to suppress the demons.
Investigating the inside story of Qingcheng Sect capturing demons should be the correct solution to this copy.
The two walked shoulder to shoulder in the night market, and Bai Lixin quickly sat down in front of a wonton stall.
He ordered a bowl of three fresh wontons and propped his chin up, looking at Fanjia across from him.
Fanjia felt embarrassed under his gaze and asked awkwardly, “Why are you staring at me like that? Didn’t you say you don’t want to eat vegetarian food? Why did you order three fresh wontons instead of meat-filled ones?”
With a smile in his eyes, Bai Lixin shook his head, “No, even though you won’t eat, you’re still a monk. It wouldn’t be appropriate to eat meat-filled wontons in front of you. Three fresh fillings are also tasty.”
He paused and licked the corner of his mouth, “Besides, I’ve eaten meat today.”
Fanjia instantly felt embarrassed and shifted his gaze away.
“Master,” Bai Lixin seemed not to notice the other’s embarrassment and continued, “Master, were you comfortable today?”
Fanjia became even more embarrassed, burying his head even lower.
“Is it too embarrassing to say?” The young man chuckled, “I was very happy today. Thank you, Master.”
Fanjia’s throat felt dry, but he still managed to squeeze out two words, “You’re welcome.”
“Is it necessary?” The young man’s tone instantly lightened up, “Then next time, I’ll still need Master’s help. After all, you said ‘You’re welcome’ yourself.”
“…” The monk was stunned, feeling quite complicated at the moment.
On one hand, he felt at a loss, and on the other hand, he felt it was natural and inevitable.
Natural?
Inevitable?
Why did he have these thoughts?
The wontons were quickly served. Bai Lixin took a bite and gave a thumbs up, “The taste is really good.”
“Hahaha, of course the taste is good,” the owner of the wonton stall, an old man with graying hair, heard the praise and laughed happily, “Guest, you might not know. I’ve been running this wonton stall for forty years.”
“For many years, we’ve been honest, and my wontons are absolutely authentic and delicious. I dare say, there’s no one in Qingcheng Town who hasn’t tasted my wontons.”
Fanjia was busy with his prayer beads, when a spoonful of wonton soup suddenly appeared in front of him.
He was momentarily stunned, then he heard the young man across from him say, “It’s really delicious. I’ve tried it, so don’t worry, there’s no meat inside, give it a taste.”
With that, the spoon moved a bit closer to him.
Looking at the spoon so close at hand, Fanjia’s peripheral vision swept over the wonton bowl and the young man opposite him.
There were no spoons in the wontons, and there were no spoons in front of the young man either.
So, was the young man using the spoon he had just used to feed him?
Fanjia’s cheeks turned slightly red. Urged on by the young man, Fanjia tentatively opened his mouth and swallowed the wonton.
A faint vegetable fragrance immediately burst in his mouth. The taste was indeed good.
As soon as he took it into his mouth, the young man across from him eagerly looked over, “How is it? Is it delicious?!”
Fanjia chewed a few times and slowly swallowed the wonton. He smiled and nodded at the young man, “It tastes good.”
The smile on the young man’s face instantly widened, “See, I told you it’s good, right?”
As he spoke, he scooped up another wonton, blew on it to cool it down, and once again brought it to Fanjia, “If it’s delicious, have one more. Ah, open your mouth.”
Fanjia hesitated for a moment, “You eat it. Aren’t you hungry?”
“But I want to share good things with you,” the young man smiled again. In the twinkling night sky, there were stars circulating in his eyes, just like the countless stars reflected in the sky above his head.
Fanjia’s gaze froze, he stared blankly at the young man’s lively and vivid face, unable to snap out of his trance for a long time.
In his mind, one word came to mind:
Beautiful.
In the following time, the two of them took turns to eat the wontons, and finished the bowl quickly.
Habit was truly a mysterious thing. Just a while ago, Fanjia felt a bit embarrassed about Bai Lixin feeding him wontons. But after eating them for a while, he felt uncomfortable when the young man didn’t feed him.
After finishing the bowl of wontons, the owner spoke enthusiastically, “Guests, how about I add some more for you? I see the two of you shared just one bowl, and must not be full. Don’t worry, I won’t charge you for the extra wontons. Consider it the sesame oil money I’m giving to Master. I only hope to bless my stall to be safe and sound, and not encounter any more strange things.”
