That night, the rain continued to fall until dawn, and Wang Yibo and Xiao Zhan also did it almost all night.
Xiao Zhan didn't know that Wang Yibo, who was drunk, was so indulgent. After the first time, he fell beside him and slept on the soft couch, pressing Xiao Zhan with his arms, making him unable to move. Xiao Zhan was not sleepy, listening to the rain outside the window with his eyes open. Not long after, Wang Yibo opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Zhan. Without waiting for the person next to him to say a word, he hugged his body to himself, spread his legs and inserted it.
When it was over, the sky outside the window was already pale and gradually brightened. Xiao Zhan pushed the person who was still sleeping beside him, but couldn't wake him up. He half-turned his body and let down the bed curtain.
He thought that it would probably be soon before Cui'e would come in to deliver breakfast, and seeing it would really cause chaos in the world.
"Why did you wake up?" The person next to him seemed to be awakened, half-opened his eyes, and turned to look at Xiao Zhan.
"It's almost dawn, Cui'e will probably come soon, why don't you go back to your place." Xiao Zhan's back aches so much that when he sees Wang Yibo wake up, he pushes him and wants him to leave.
"What are you afraid of? Cui'e, that little lunatic, has no idea what's on her mind all day long. I guess she'll be very happy to see it." Wang Yibo showed a look of disapproval, moved his body, and leaned towards Xiao Zhan, but he didn't mean to get up and leave.
"What is she happy about?" Xiao Zhan didn't understand and frowned slightly.
"You and her are so good, don't you know? The biggest fun of Cui'e's girls recently is to write the love story between me and Chen Yu."
Xiao Zhan was puzzled and thought that Wang Yibo was too strange. He was obviously mocking him behind his back, but why was he not angry at all.
"Then why will she be happy to see you and me?" Xiao Zhan blurted out and asked.
"As long as the protagonist is their young master, they don't care who the other male protagonist is. They are all fine." Wang Yibo smiled and straightened up and sat up. Xiao Zhan's hair was pressed down, and he pulled it, but it didn't move. "Besides, you are so good-looking, you can probably write many sad love stories."
This person is too bad.
Xiao Zhan pulled out his pressed hair with force, and didn't want to say more. How could someone be so open-minded, knowing the gossips that the servants said behind his back, and still seemed to find it very interesting? How big is his heart?
Just as he was about to continue to shout at Wang Yibo to leave quickly, there was a knock on the door, followed by Cui'e's loud voice: "Young Master Xiao Zhan, good morning, are you awake? I brought you breakfast."
Xiao Zhan was startled, fearing that Cui'e would push the door open like this, so he quickly pulled the quilt over him and Wang Yibo, but felt that it was not enough, so he directly pressed Wang Yibo into the quilt and tightened the bed curtain.
"I, I'm awake, but don't come in yet, I'm not awake yet." Xiao Zhan was frightened and hurriedly stopped Cui'e from entering the room. But Cui'e didn't think anything of it. When she heard Xiao Zhan's voice, she smiled and pushed the door open and walked in.
"Oh, this porridge is not good to drink when it's cold. Master Xiao Zhan, since you're awake, just get up and drink it." Cui'e walked into the room by herself, put breakfast on the table, and then glanced at the tightly closed bed curtain on the other side of Xiao Zhan's bed.
Xiao Zhan was frightened. He held Wang Yibo tightly, fearing that he would make any move. He glared at the person who was trying not to laugh, and said to Cui'e outside the bed curtain, "I know, you go out first. Is my aunt up? I'll go pick her up in a while."
"Madam hasn't gotten up yet. It's easy to get tired on rainy days. Generally, Madam goes to bed later on rainy days." Cui'e walked closer, "Master Xiao Zhan, Master Chen Yu will return home today, and Master Yi Bo will probably come back with him."
Hearing him mention Wang Yibo, Xiao Zhan's hair stood up all over his body, and his hands that were pressing the quilt were shaking. Just when he wanted to say something to quickly get rid of Cui'e, he felt a chill on his body, and felt a pair of hands sliding up his thighs and gently touching his buttocks.
The person who was forcibly pressed into the quilt did not make a sound, but his hands were not honest. He kept touching Xiao Zhan back and forth, making him want to scream.
"Okay, I know, you go out quickly, Cui'e, I want to sleep for a while." Xiao Zhan held down Wang Yibo's hand and said to the outside quickly, holding back the urge to moan.
"Okay, you sleep for a while. Hey, Master Xiao Zhan, do you think Master Yibo will ride a horse with Master Chen Yu when they come back today? I'm looking forward to it."
"... Cui'e, I really want to sleep." Xiao Zhan couldn't bear it anymore. On one hand, Wang Yibo was teasing mischievously under the quilt, and on the other hand, he had to listen to Cui'e's fabricated love story.
"Oh, I'm leaving, Master Xiao Zhan, call me when you wake up. Remember to eat breakfast." Cui'e said and went out.
As soon as Cui'e left, Wang Yibo lifted the quilt and stopped moving his hands. Looking at Xiao Zhan, whose clothes had been torn into a mess and half of his body was exposed, he smiled with interest.
Xiao Zhan thought he was a lunatic. How could he be so decent outside?
"I'm leaving. Remember to eat the porridge while it's hot." Wang Yibo rolled over and got off the bed. He quickly put on his clothes and cleaned up the broken pieces of the teacup that Xiao Zhan had smashed next to the couch yesterday before leaving.
"Fortunately, Cui'e didn't come here just now. If she saw it, she would definitely think that the cousin had sleepwalking and would help you get a doctor." As he said this, he came to Xiao Zhan's bedside before leaving, gently patted Xiao Zhan's forehead who was in a daze, and then walked out.
Xiao Zhan lowered his head and looked at the mess on the bed. There were still strands of Wang Yibo's hair on the pillow, not to mention the pheromone smell that was all over the bed, which was exclusive to him. He became upset for a while.
The temple where Madam Wang often went to worship was not far from the Wang cottage. The carriage carrying Xiao Zhan and Madam Wang arrived in less than a moment. It is a very quiet temple that is not far away. There is a bamboo forest next to it. It looks lush and dense. The raindrops that have not stopped fall in the bamboo forest towering in the sky. Even in such a heavy rain, it makes people feel calm.
After getting off the carriage, Xiao Zhan supported Madam Wang, and the servants next to them held umbrellas for them. They walked on the stone steps in front of the temple. This section of stone steps is not long.
Originally, the temple had a back door, and the carriage could be parked directly at the door, but Madam Wang was sincere and always felt that if she didn't climb the stone steps to enter the temple gate in person, the Bodhisattva would be unhappy. Therefore, even if it was raining, she ignored the servants' dissuasion and had to walk over by herself.
The routine worship was simple. Madam Wang took Xiao Zhan with her, paid the incense money, and bowed to the Bodhisattva in the main hall. As soon as she stood up, a monk came out from behind. It was the abbot of this temple, Master Zengqin. Xiao Zhan was very surprised to see him - he originally thought that the abbot of such a temple must be a man of great age and virtue, but he did not expect that the one who came out was a young man who looked not much older than himself.
"Madam Wang, you are here." Zengqin looked at the two of them, nodded, and slowly walked to Xiao Zhan, looking at him, without saying a word.
"Master, this is the son of my sister when I was in school, named Xiao Zhan. He recently came to Beijing to open a shop and lived in my house. I brought him here to bother you today." Madam Wang was quick-witted and pulled Xiao Zhan over to introduce him.
"Hello, Mr. Xiao." Zengqin bowed slightly, and Xiao Zhan was flattered and bowed in return. The monk next to him said that today's vegetarian dishes were ready, and asked the abbot and Mrs. Wang to go to the dining hall. The conversation that was about to continue was interrupted, and Xiao Zhan followed Mrs. Wang.
It can be seen that Mrs. Wang is a kind-hearted person. The monks in this temple are very kind to her. After eating, they also pulled Mrs. Wang to talk about Buddhist scriptures. Xiao Zhan is not a person who understands Buddhism. When he was at home, his mother believed in it, but she didn't tell him much. He also asked his mother why she didn't take him with her.
His mother had replied that it is good to learn Buddhism and cultivate one's character, but you have a cold temper. I hope you can live more freely.
At that time, Xiao Zhan was only a dozen years old and didn't understand why his mother said that. Today, he stood in front of the bamboo forest of this temple, watching the raindrops flying all over the sky, listening to the sound of water coming from the depths of the bamboo forest, and the suppressed anger in his heart made him feel suffocated. Xiao Zhan looked up at the gray haze sky and sighed deeply.
"Donor Xiao, are you trapped by the world?" A gentle voice sounded behind him. Xiao Zhan turned around and saw that it was the abbot Zengqin who was standing ten steps behind him.
"Hello, abbot." Xiao Zhan bowed respectfully after seeing the person coming, but did not answer him.
The sound of rain was like a net covering the sky and earth. Xiao Zhan didn't know what to say. He didn't understand Buddhism and was worried that he would accidentally speak wildly, so he remained silent.
"Donor Xiao, do you know? Many times, people think that pain comes from the flesh and try their best to seek medical treatment to get rid of it, but they don't know that pain actually comes from the heart. The reason why people have troubles is that they are bound by themselves." Zengqin stood next to him. Xiao Zhan smelled a heavy sandalwood on him, which made people calm.
"Master, what do you mean?" Xiao Zhan looked at Zengqin next to him in confusion. The closer he got, the more he realized that this was really a very young person. How could he be like the abbots that everyone usually saw? How can such a young person become the abbot of this temple?
"Nothing." Zengqin glanced at him and stopped explaining. "Mrs. Wang must be tired. It's cold in the rain. She should go back to the mansion for a nap."
The person next to him stopped halfway and said lightly: "Donor Xiao, I think you are a destined person, so I said so much. I hope you don't mind."
Zengqin paused and said: "If you can't solve the painful mystery, you can tell the Buddha, and he will give you the answer."
On the way back in the carriage, Xiao Zhan kept thinking about what Zengqin said. He was not sure of his intention. The two met for the first time. Apart from the initial greeting, they didn't say a word, but he always felt that Zengqin saw through him, and those words also went deep into his heart.
He wanted to dispel his doubts and ask Mrs. Wang about the abbot, but he didn't expect Mrs. Wang to close her eyes and fall asleep as soon as she got on the carriage. Xiao Zhan had to put the question mark in his stomach and didn't mention it again.
In the evening, housekeeper Chen came to Xiao Zhan and said that Master Yibo had found an unused kitchen and could use it to make incense. Old Chen planned to buy some raw materials and wanted to ask Xiao Zhan what he thought. The two hadn't discussed the spice shop in this way for a long time. Xiao Zhan was also very excited. He missed dinner time when he talked to Old Chen. In the end, Cui'e cooked two bowls of noodles for them. He stood by and listened while making the bed in a daze.
"Master, if we can make those southern incense here, I think it will definitely sell well!" Old Chen said excitedly while eating noodles.
"Well, I went to their more famous incense shop last time and saw that the few Flavors that sold well were actually quite ordinary. Our incense is not worse than theirs." Xiao Zhan nodded.
"What? We are several blocks ahead of them. Master, you should have a good rest these two days. When the kitchen is cleaned up and I have gathered all the things I bought, we will be busy!" Although he said he was busy, Lao Chen was happy and Xiao Zhan was unconsciously infected. He felt good and his appetite increased greatly. Cui'e sighed beside him that Master Xiao Zhan ate three times as much as usual today.
In the room at the other end of the yard, Wang Yibo and Chen Yu were sitting in the room. Chen Yu leaned on the recliner, watching the rain outside the window while playing with a jade pendant. Chen Yu at this moment was very different from the daytime appearance. It was not a change in appearance, but a difference in the whole temperament. If Chen Yu in the daytime was like a heartless teenager, Chen Yu at this moment frowned and looked thoughtful, but he looked like a scheming person who was planning something.
"It's so late, why don't you go back to your place? What are you doing here?" Wang Yibo took a look and drove him away.
"Why are you rushing me? The longer I stay, the happier your maids will be." Chen Yu smiled, but he didn't look as lively as he did during the day, and he looked fierce.
"When are you going back?" Wang Yibo ignored him and asked directly.
"I'll go back when I find someone. I'm tired of pretending to be a fool. I can't wait to find someone to go back and be my little prince." Chen Yu got down from the recliner, walked to the table, and put the jade pendant on the table. "Wang Yibo, do you think you have any obstacles in your life that you can't get over?"
Wang Yibo was stunned by his sudden seriousness, "No."
"It doesn't matter, there will be one soon." Chen Yu looked at Wang Yibo with a hint of meaning, his eyes revealing an inexplicable chill, "Everyone will have an obstacle that they can't get over. Many people think they have passed it, but in fact they just force themselves not to think about it."
"What...?"
"I didn't say it, someone said it to me. Do you think that Xiao Zhan is the obstacle in your life?"
Before Wang Yibo opened his mouth to get angry, Chen Yu smiled, picked up his pendant, pushed the door and walked out. Wang Yibo was inexplicably annoyed by his good friend. He walked to the yard to get some fresh air, but found that it was raining outside.
It's really annoying. When will this rain stop?
He stood under the eaves, watching the raindrops dripping like pearls from a broken string, and the motionless peach tree in the yard. If the rain didn't stop, who knows when the peach blossoms would bloom.
When he walked to the door of Xiao Zhan's room, he found that the candlelight that was just lit had been blown out. He originally wanted to forget it, but he was unwilling to give up. He knocked on the door and pushed the door open without waiting for the person inside to respond.
The person on the bed was obviously frightened and almost screamed, but fortunately he smelled the familiar pheromone smell on Wang Yibo. Knowing that it was him, he didn't feel relieved.
"So late?" Xiao Zhan sat up from the bed and wanted to light the lamp, but he was not careful and was hugged by Wang Yibo who came over a few steps, and the two rolled onto the bed.
Just like being held by him, the strong pheromones on Wang Yibo stimulated Xiao Zhan's soul. He didn't want to be intimate with Wang Yibo too frequently when he was not in heat, and struggled to get rid of him.
"I won't touch you tonight." In the darkness, Wang Yibo pressed Xiao Zhan who was shrinking back hard and whispered. Xiao Zhan was stunned for a moment, and then he was hugged by Wang Yibo again, his head was pressed against his chest, and he listened to the thumping heartbeat.
"What did you do today?" Wang Yibo was silent for a while, and then he spoke, and indeed asked a very casual question.
"I went to the temple with your mother."
"Oh, by the way, did Lao Chen tell you that there is an unused kitchen in the side yard, which can be used to make incense after cleaning it up? Before opening a shop, you can practice there first, make some samples, and sell them in the silk shop to test the water. This way, the risk will not be so great, and it will be easier to adjust."
"Yeah, I know."
"Is that spice really that difficult to make?" Wang Yibo asked.
"Well, it's not easy. Spices are easy to make, but difficult to make well. Most of the spices in many incense shops smell good at first, but they smell bad after a few hours. Only those that can make the fragrance smell good at the beginning and make it last till the end are really good." Speaking of his expertise, Xiao Zhan talked more. These were all taught by his mother since he was a child, and they have been with him for more than 20 years.
"I don't know, there are so many details in it, but your spices are good, and they are indeed famous." Xiao Zhan felt that Wang Yibo lifted him up, and his forehead touched his chin with some stubble, and the thin hair pricked Xiao Zhan's forehead, itching.
When he spoke, his lips moved, and he would sweep across his forehead from time to time, as if he was kissing him. Xiao Zhan unconsciously wanted to hide, but as soon as he moved, he was hugged by Wang Yibo with both arms, tightly.
"Don't worry, as long as we can make the same incense as Xucheng, Xiaojia Incense Shop will definitely be very successful in Beijing." Wang Yibo tightened his arms, and his voice was indeed softer than ever, blowing in Xiao Zhan's ears like a gust of wind.
It was too ambiguous, whether it was this posture, or Wang Yibo saying these words to encourage Xiao Zhan, or this rainy night.
The two people's breathing was so close, and the smell of pheromones came to their noses. Although he was not unfamiliar with Wang Yibo, the physical contact between the two in love affairs was ten times more excessive than this, but at that time, Xiao Zhan was forgetful, he threw away all the burdens and devoted himself to the love affairs dominated by his physique.
And now, he was hugged by Wang Yibo, saying these words, and the panic in his heart rolled up in waves, making him even nauseous. He was not disgusted with Wang Yibo, he was afraid of such a scene.
Wang Yibo's heart was hanging tight. He felt Xiao Zhan's nervousness and trembling in his arms. This person was now in his arms, with his forehead against his lips, and his body was full of the sweet smell of grass. Even if his lower body had already reacted, he still wanted to endure it and didn't want to break this atmosphere.
He found that even if there was no such thing, he still wanted to get close to Xiao Zhan, and wanted to listen to this person who usually spoke very little, almost unable to stop talking about making incense. This Xiao Zhan made him feel that he finally had some vitality.
"Why don't you say it?" Wang Yibo realized that the person in his arms had fallen silent.
"There's nothing to say, but some things in the past. The Xiao Family Incense Shop in Xucheng, which was once a popular place, was defeated by me." Xiao Zhan's voice gradually became smaller. When he mentioned this matter, it seemed to poke his most sensitive heart.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Wang Yibo kissed Xiao Zhan's forehead and blurted out this sentence without thinking. After that, both of them were silent. Xiao Zhan was so shocked that he almost dared not breathe. Wang Yibo himself was also a little puzzled as to why he could say such a sentence, which sounded like the words between lovers.
Xiao Zhan stopped talking and hurriedly closed his eyes. Wang Yibo also pretended that he had not said it and stopped talking, but his hands were still tightly holding each other. Xiao Zhan's hand was held in Wang Yibo's arms, and sweat oozed out.
In the quiet bed curtain, the two people had their own thoughts and were full of words, but no one dared to speak again.