Four-Faced Buddha [To My Shore] - Chap 66
Chapter 66 Does it hurt? Fan Xiao
2024-10-13 07:27 Category: Four-Faced BuddhaTurn off the lights
“Fan Xiao”.
A pair of leather shoes stepped into the light first, followed by long, shapely legs. The man walked slowly, the light gradually moving upwards, brushing past his prominent Adam’s apple, and finally entering a pair of indifferent eyes.
“Shulang.” Fan Xiao’s voice trembled slightly, his heart clenching as if struck by something heavy, blood being squeezed out, a fine, dense pain rising within him. Amidst the pain, however, slivers of hope lingered, like sparks in ashes, always holding the promise of a wildfire.
He didn’t want to retreat, yet dared not step forward, so he could only stand firmly in place, his gaze fixed on You Shulang as he slowly approached.
Only upon closer inspection did I see those lifeless eyes, cold, withered, and devoid of vitality.
But some people refused to believe it and still held onto a sliver of hope. Fan Xiao tried to grab You Shulang’s wrist: “Shulang, I didn’t expect you to come see me.”
Before his fingertips could even touch the sleeve, You Shulang dodged it with a swift movement.
The smoke in the cold night mingled with the white mist from their breaths, forming a soft wall of fog between the two. Through the smoke, You Shulang looked at Fan Xiao and said in a deep voice, “I just saw Bai Pengyu.”
“!!!”
Fan Xiao’s pupils dilated in shock! His blood froze instantly! The knuckles of his hand gripping the car door turned white from the pressure.
He forced himself to calm down, pretending to be indifferent. His Adam’s apple bobbed, and he asked in a hoarse voice, “Just saw him? He frequents bars like this.”
Fan Xiao was adept at putting on an act, but even the best disguise couldn’t suppress his shock and guilt for a moment. And all these subtle changes were noticed by You Shulang without missing a beat.
His dim eyes looked as if they were covered with a layer of gray sand. You Shulang gave a bitter smile, took off his cigarette and threw it on the ground. He crushed the crimson stain with his leather shoe, as if crushing his last hope.
He took something out of his coat pocket, and Fan Xiao looked closely and realized it was a pair of black military gloves!
“Shulang, you…”
You Shulang slowly put on the gloves, stretching his fingers and then clenching them into fists. Only after they were comfortable did he raise his eyes.
“Do you remember what you once said? The day after I was attacked, you sat in the car and said to me, ‘This revenge must be taken!'”
No sooner had he finished speaking than You Shulang clenched his fist, knuckles bulging, and suddenly punched Fan Xiao in the cheek!
“Ugh!” Fan Xiao grunted, having taken the heavy punch squarely.
The tall, burly man took a small step back and immediately felt aches and pains in his skin and flesh, and half of his teeth felt faintly swollen and numb.
At this point, Fan Xiao realized that there was no longer any need for him to hide his relationship with You Shulang.
The embers of hope that still lingered in my heart were extinguished by the sudden pour of cold water, leaving no possibility of them reigniting.
How could he feel so sad and so painful! At this moment, Fan Xiao seemed to finally face himself, to face the confusion, panic, and uncontrollable grief of the past few days. It turned out that they were all real.
Regret? I don’t know. But every night shrouded in darkness, Fan Xiao thinks that he could lie in You Shulang’s arms, smelling the faint scent of wild roses, and fall asleep peacefully, having a good dream.
Only then did Fan Xiao realize that in this game, he was the one who borne the burden of sin, but not the victor; on the contrary, he was the one who lost the most completely!
With his eyes closed, he slowly said, “Shulang, how can you vent your anger?”
You Shulang chuckled after hearing this and said, “Fan Xiao, you’re nothing special. I wanted to beat up Bai Pengyu for ten minutes back then, and I feel the same way about you now.”
Wearing leather gloves, his ten fingers interlaced, You Shulang delivered another powerful punch!
The fist pierced the cold night wind, striking Fan Xiao’s flesh with immense force, each punch more ferocious than the last! Those gloves, once stained with countless passionate encounters, now delivered countless chilling blows!
The punch that landed on his abdomen was the heaviest and fastest. Fan Xiao clutched his stomach with one hand, groaned, and bent over.
Even so, Fan Xiao neither dodged nor resisted. He staggered a few steps, his body hunched over, a smile appearing amidst his pain.
“It’s still different.” He said, enduring the pain. “Before, Director You would always avoid vital points when beating people, but now you’re hitting every spot. It’s clear that I’m different to you.”
Uncontrollable rage flashed in You Shulang’s eyes. Fan Xiao’s deception, disgust, contempt, and disdain had accumulated layer upon layer, and the emotions that had been suppressed for the past few days broke through the solid dam like a raging tide.
Anger made his voice hoarse and low: “Since you need special treatment, then I’ll grant your wish.”
The man’s muscular frame, accompanied by a gust of wind, seemed to cast a blur of motion under the dim streetlights. He delivered a powerful kick to Fan Xiao’s chest, and seeing the tall man only stagger two steps, he added another blow, knocking him to the ground.
He lifted his leg, his leather shoe landing on Fan Xiao’s chest, and bent down to close the distance between them, looking into his eyes.
“Fan Xiao, translate this sentence for me into Sanskrit.” Her sexy lips parted, “If a Bodhisattva commits a sin, or not, then pull him down.”
Fan Xiao no longer concealed his presence, nor did he show any shock. He looked up at You Shulang as if he were a person prostrating at the feet of Buddha looking up at a deity.
“คุณคือพระโพธิสัตว์ของฉัน (You are my Bodhisattva and my god.).”
A look of sorrow filled You Shulang’s eyes as he pressed down harder on the man’s chest with his foot: “Fan Xiao, I really can’t imagine what those Thai words you whispered so tenderly in my ear were.”
“I…” Since experiencing the tsunami, Fan Xiao rarely had a moment of silence. He was used to manipulating people and always being able to justify himself.
The Buddha taught that one should not lie or speak falsely.
Fan Xiao always scoffed, saying that someone has to go to hell, otherwise where would heaven come from?
But today, for the first time, he felt awe for gods and Buddhas, and for the first time, he feared purgatory, because he knew he would never encounter You Shulang there.
Suddenly, a loud shout came from afar, startling the two from their silent staring contest.
“What are you doing!” Shi Lihua roared. “Which punk are you? You dare to mess with anyone!”
He was holding a baseball bat, probably kept in his car for self-defense, and now it was resting on the ground, making a screeching sound.
He wasn’t far away; he darted forward in a few steps, raised his baseball bat with both hands, and with a whooshing sound, smashed it down on You Shulang’s back.
Fan Xiao, who was half-lying on the ground, suddenly raised his hand and pulled You Shulang down sharply, allowing him to dodge the blow!
Then he roared at You Shulang’s back: “Get out!”
Shi Lihua froze on the spot, his face still showing lingering anger, now tinged with grievance and embarrassment. Only after seeing that the attacker of Fan Xiao was You Shulang did he realize what had happened. He threw down his baseball bat and roared, “I was such a busybody! Fan Xiao, if I ever interfere in your affairs again, I’ll change my surname to yours!”
After saying that, Shi Lihua stormed off in anger, leaving only two shadows in that corner of the parking lot.
Having just rescued the damsel in distress, Fan Xiao now adopted a somewhat ingratiating posture, cautiously touching the ankle that was still resting on his chest.
But the next moment, the foot that had been applying pressure withdrew, giving Fan Xiao his freedom.
You Shulang slowly walked to the baseball bat, bent down, and picked it up. He weighed the wooden bat in his hand and found it to be quite comfortable.
He turned back to Fan Xiao’s side, looked down at him, and said indifferently, “Thank you for earlier, so I’ll give you a one-minute discount.”
After saying that, he raised the wooden stick high, and You Shulang mobilized the strength of all his muscles and swung it down heavily!
The sound of wind breaking and the sound of a blow hitting someone were heard, but there was no cry of pain, not even a muffled groan. Fan Xiao gritted his teeth and endured everything that You Shulang was doing to him…
Not a minute more, not a minute less, the baseball bat landed at the perfect moment.
You Shulang, panting heavily, squatted down in front of Fan Xiao, his eyes still filled with lingering hostility, and asked in a deep voice, “Fan Xiao, I’ll ask you one more time, why did you treat me like this?”
Fan Xiao was barely alive at this point. He lay helplessly on the ground, staring at You Shulang. After a long while, he finally murmured a sentence.
“It’s all my fault.”
You Shulang smiled in disappointment, then pulled a card from his inner pocket and tossed it at Fan Xiao.
“This is the money my brother owes you. The password is six zeros.”
Before getting up, You Shulang asked, “Fan Xiao, do you believe in gods?”
He yanked down the four-faced Buddha statue that was visible through Fan Xiao’s collar.
“I always thought this Buddha statue looked fierce,” You Shulang said, examining it under the lamplight. “Now I realize it resembles you.”
He tossed the chain gently, and it landed perfectly in the trash can next to him.
“Actually, you should also enjoy the same fate as him, like trash.”
Without glancing at the man on the ground again, You Shulang got up and walked into the deep darkness of the night.
He disappeared in no time…
The phone rang for a long time. Fan Xiao, whose limbs were already stiff from the cold, finally heard the incessant noise. He endured the excruciating pain and answered the phone, but unlike his usual insincere politeness, he directly called out the name of the eldest son of the Fan family.
“What is it, Fan Bo?”
The voice on the phone was blunt: “Your father wants you to come back.”
“I can’t go back; I still have business to handle at the company.”
“Father said that the company in China will be temporarily managed by the second son. You must come back to get engaged.”
Fan Xiao chuckled: “I’ve already had the engagement dress altered to your size, and I’ve sent an invitation to my sister-in-law. I believe you two will be meeting soon.”
“Fan Xiao!!!”
With a snap, Fan Xiao hung up the phone and said to the empty night sky, “Am I the only one suffering? Nobody else is going to be okay!”
