The Husky and His White Cat Shizun - Chap 129
In a short moment, Chu Wanning’s mind was in turmoil. Wind and rain intersected, thunder roared, lightning flashed, and black clouds splashed.
To take them off or not to take them off.
This was a deadly question.
Not taking them off seemed to be inappropriate. He already knew that he was wearing the wrong clothes. He couldn’t pretend that he didn’t hear Mo Ran’s words just now, could he?
Take them off …
How could he have the face? He had put on the clothes with great difficulty. He couldn’t take them off one by one in front of Mo Ran.
There was a strange silence.
Mo Ran said, “However, I washed these clothes very well. If Shizun doesn’t mind, then … wear them.”
Chu Wanning said, “En.”
Mo Ran sighed in relief. He had always been a bit slow. When he spoke just now, he didn’t realize that Chu Wanning had already put on more than half of his clothes. If he reminded him at this time, would he be forcing Shizun to take off his clothes in front of him?
That scene only lightly ignited a cluster of sparks in Mo Ran’s heart, but it burned him.
His face turned even redder. Fortunately, he was used to running around outside these years. He was no longer as soft and tender as he was when he was young. His wheat-colored skin was not easy to see, but he felt that the sound of his heartbeat was a bit loud. He had a guilty conscience and was afraid that Chu Wanning would hear it. So he hurriedly lowered his head to take Chu Wanning’s clothes and put them on.
After tidying up his clothes, the two looked at each other and fell into another layer of awkwardness.
It didn’t fit.
Mo Ran wore Chu Wanning’s clothes. It was obviously a bit tight. The lapels couldn’t be folded and the lapels were open, revealing a large area of tight honey-colored chest muscles. Half of his legs were exposed. It looked like he was stretched too thin and had an indescribable grievance.
Chu Wanning’s situation wasn’t any better. He was wearing Mo Ran’s outer robe, and the ends of the robe were touching the ground. Not only did it cover his entire feet, it even dragged on the ground. A section of the white robe was draped over his back like a cloud of smoke. He looked quite handsome and proper, but this meant that he was now much shorter than Mo Ran.
Chu Wanning was a little hurt.
He pulled a long face and said, “Let’s go.”
It meant, “I’m leaving.”
Mo Ran didn’t understand and thought that he was inviting him to go with him, so he nodded and took the initiative to get a wooden basin and a change of clothes for his Shizun and eagerly followed behind him.
Chu Wanning: “…”
The two of them walked to the entrance of the bath and pulled open the curtain. The outside was not as cool as the hot springs nearby, and it was a little cooler. Chu Wanning couldn’t help but shiver. Mo Ran saw this and asked, “Are you cold?”
“Not cold.”
By now, how could Mo Ran not know that he was being stubborn, so he smiled and said, “I’m a little cold.” As he said this, he raised his hand and twisted it in the air. A red glow leaped out of his palm, and a layer of cold dispelling enchantment instantly enveloped the two of them. The enchantment was very beautiful. It flowed with brilliance, and there were fine flower marks at the top.
Chu Wanning raised his head and looked, his expression unreadable. “Not bad, you’ve improved.”
“Not as good as Shizun.”
“It’s about time. The cold dispelling enchantment that I made may not be better than this.” Chu Wanning looked at it attentively for a while, looking at the faint flower marks on the light array, and said, “The peach blossoms are very beautiful.”
“They are Haitang.”
Chu Wanning’s heart trembled slightly, and a ripple appeared in the depths of his eyes.
Mo Ran said, “The flower has five petals.”
“… …” Chu Wanning sneered. Out of habit, he wanted to cover the wavering in his eyes, so he pretended to be calm, and even a little mocking. “Learning from me?”
Unexpectedly, the man’s gaze was pure and straightforward. He looked at him magnanimously and nodded. “I didn’t learn well. I made a fool of myself in front of Shizun.”
Chu Wanning was a little speechless.
The two of them walked side by side in silence. After walking for a while, Chu Wanning didn’t want to stand beside him, so his pace quickened. Mo Ran followed behind and suddenly asked, “Shizun, I didn’t make it back in time for the banquet. Are you … angry?”
“No.”
“Really?”
“Why would I lie to you.”
“Then why are you walking so fast?”
Of course, Chu Wanning couldn’t say “because you’re too tall.” He was silent for a while, looked at the sky, and said, “Because it seems like it’s going to rain soon.”
In the end, he jinxed it. Not long after he finished speaking, in the originally gloomy sky, droplets of water really fell, scattering into the beaded curtain.
Mo Ran smiled.
His smile was still as good-looking as it was five years ago. Because it had a little more sincerity, it looked particularly dazzling.
Chu Wanning stared at him. “What are you giggling about?”
“Nothing.” Mo Ran’s dimples were very deep, very sweet.
The young man was very tall, but his eyelashes fluttered. When he looked back at him, he was very obedient, without the slightest bit of arrogance.
He was even a little shy as he said, “It’s just that I haven’t seen Shizun in a long time. Now that I see you, I’m very happy. ”
“… …”
Chu Wanning looked at him, at the dimples on his cheeks. He originally thought that these two pools of sweetness would always belong to Shi Mingjing, but later he found that this was not the case. It turned out that as long as he paid with his life, he could actually get a jar by luck.
Chu Wanning scolded him. “Idiot.”
Mo Ran’s eyelashes drooped down, long and slender. He really did laugh like a fool.
Because of this, Mo Ran accidentally stepped on the hem of his clothes that he had been carefully avoiding. Chu Wanning lowered his head and looked at the ground, then looked at him. His expression was dignified, but he did not say anything.
Mo Ran was very straightforward. “These clothes are a little too big for Shizun.”
“… …” He really had to touch a sore spot.
Mo Ran sent Chu Wanning all the way back to the Red Lotus Waterside Pavilion. Chu Wanning was actually a little unused to it. He was used to coming and going by himself. He rarely had the opportunity to share an umbrella with others, whether it was an oil paper umbrella or a barrier umbrella.
So when he was halfway there, he stopped and said, “I’ll do it myself. It’s just a barrier.”
Mo Ran was stunned. “You’re walking well, why … …”
“How can a master let a disciple hold an umbrella?”
“But Shizun has done many things for me.” Mo Ran was silent for a while, then said in a low voice, “In these five years, I’ve been hoping to become better every day. Because Shizun knows everything and can do everything by himself. I just want to know a little more than Shizun. This way, Shizun can use me and repay Shizun. After training for so long, I still feel like I can’t repay Shizun’s kindness in this lifetime. So … … ”
He lowered his head, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists by his legs.
The rain on the ground gradually gathered into a stream, and the water splashed again and again.
“So in the future, you should leave small matters like holding an umbrella to me.”
Chu Wanning did not say anything, and looked at him quietly.
“I want to hold an umbrella for Shizun for the rest of my life.”
“… …” Chu Wanning felt his heart burn. It was clearly such a heart-warming sentence, but when he heard it, he suddenly felt like crying.
After going through so much pain, he would not easily show weakness.
He was like a traveler who had walked for a long time, and finally found a place to stay, a place to lie down and rest.
He fell, and his bones felt like they were falling apart.
In this lifetime.
Mo Ran was twenty-two years old this year. Someone once said that after a person turned twenty, the time they saw was different from before. Before twenty, three years, five years, they all seemed so long that they could call it a lifetime.
But after twenty years, they would begin to feel that time was rushing by, that the dead would not return, and that everything was in a rush.
He said that he wanted to stop in this rush and hold an umbrella for him.
Chu Wanning had received too little warmth in her life. When such kindness suddenly filled her chest, she only felt that it was very painful. He looked at Mo Ran, at the man with his head lowered. He suddenly said, “Mo Ran, look at me.”
The man raised his face.
Chu Wanning said, “Say that again.”
Mo Ran looked at him. To Chu Wanning, this face was still somewhat unfamiliar. It was different from those people in his memory, from those ridiculous drunken dreams of the past.
He was gentle, steady, and resolute. He had the passion of fire and the strength of iron. His two eyes met Chu Wanning’s gaze. There was no hesitation, no flicker in them.
The last time Chu Wanning had looked at him five years ago, he was still a young man who had yet to shed his childishness.
In the blink of an eye, he had become such a handsome and resolute man.
This man knelt down on one knee in front of him, raised his head, and said, “Shizun, I want to hold an umbrella for you for the rest of my life.”
Chu Wanning stared at him in a daze, looking at his pitch-black eyebrows, his handsome face, his bright eyes, his high nose.
He had already grown into an extremely fine pine and cypress tree, standing at the same height as him, and then surpassing him. One day, Chu Wanning, this tree that had stood tall in the wind and rain for far too long, suddenly woke up from a dream. He blinked and saw that the rain had stopped, the clouds had dispersed, and in the fresh and tender morning sun, there was a tree that was taller than him, even more resolute, standing erect next to him. When the wind blew, specks of golden light appeared, and tens of thousands of pines rustled.
This tree said that it would accompany him for the rest of his life.
Until they fell, until the sick tree withered, no more branches. In the future, every spring, summer, autumn, and winter, he would no longer be alone.
Chu Wanning stared at him and suddenly understood. Mo Ran was no longer that bloodstained, inexperienced disciple that he had carried back from Colored Butterfly Town five years ago.
He stood in the rain, standing under the barrier of fluttering begonia flowers. For the first time, he carefully examined Mo Ran without missing a single inch. He examined the life this man had promised him.
Then, Chu Wanning’s heartbeat suddenly sped up.
He suddenly realized that Mo Ran’s current appearance was actually so captivating. From the arched nose, to his lips, from the sharp lines of his chin, to his Adam’s apple.
If it was said that he only loved Mo Ran deeply in the past, he could still hide it. But today, when they met again, he felt that this man had become a fire that could easily ignite this pile of dry wood. The fire that could cover the sky and cover the sun could almost burn the sky.
He felt that the lava that had always been sleeping in his heart was awakening, stretching its muscles and bones in the abyss, ready to erupt violently at any time.
That lava was going to destroy the reserved, arrogant, and ascetic nature that he had always been proud of …
Everything would be burned to ashes.
Burned to ashes.
