It was quiet in the mountains. The snow rustled, and the sound of scriptures being chanted sounded not far away. It was solemn and holy.
Before Song Fengwan could do anything, the door opened, and a gust of cold wind blew in. Huai Sheng rushed in with his neck shrunk. âBig Sister, why arenât you in bed yet? Itâs time to sleep.â
âIâm not sleepy yet.â Song Fengwan was leaning against the heatable brick bed with her head lowered, fiddling with her blanket.
âEven if youâre not sleepy, you should still get on the bed. The floor is cold.â Huai Sheng was shivering from the cold. âDonât be scared. We wonât watch you take off your clothes. Iâll help you turn the lights off.â
The light switch was by the door, far away from the heatable brick bed. Huai Sheng shuffled over in his shoes to turn the light off before crawling into bed.
As darkness fell, Song Fengwan panicked even more.
Huai Sheng reached out his hand to cover Fu Chenâs eyes. âBig Sister, Iâll help you cover his eyes. I wonât look, and neither will he. We monks donât lie. Hurry up and take off your clothes and get into bed.â
Fu Chen let Huai Sheng cover his eyesâ¦
The nightâs still long. Thereâs no hurry.
***
It seemed like a long time before he heard the sound of rustling clothes. Then he felt her getting onto the bed and crawling under her blanket.
âOkay, letâs sleep.â Huai Sheng got back under his blanket.
The heatable brick bed wasnât big to begin with, so with the three of them laying on it, it instantly became narrow and cramped. It was difficult to even turn over.
Song Fengwan felt that there was an unfamiliar and flustering scent surrounding her, making her feel suffocated. The surroundings were so quiet that she could clearly feel Fu Chenâs strong and steady heartbeat.
She could hear every single one of his heartbeats, and the sound of his heartbeats was making her dizzy. She wrapped herself in her blanket and turned over. She turned on her phone and wanted to browse Weibo but found that there was no internet.
âThird Master, does your phone have a signal?â
âItâs turned off. Iâm not sure.â
Song Fengwan was stunned.?No wonder my phone doesnât have internet. He turned his phone off. Guess I canât play with my phone.
Fu Chenâs breathing seemed to be close to her nape, deep and even.
She took two deep breaths to calm herself down.
But she couldnât fall asleep at all. She checked her phone from time to time until it was 11 p.mâ¦
Fu Chen and Huai Sheng seemed to have fallen asleep long ago, so she carefully turned her body over.
The moment she turned aroundâ¦
Her face was very close to Fu Chenâs.
If I had turned over a little more, I might have touched his face.
She stared at Fu Chenâs face, and her heart was palpitating uncontrollablyâ¦
Suddenly, she felt her foot being touched.?This isâ¦
⦠Fu Chenâs foot.
Why is his foot under my blanket?
The blood in her entire body was boiling, and her heart was beating so fast that it felt about to burst through her slender ribs.
She tried to move her foot back a little to avoid Fu Chenâs. Perhaps because her movement was too big, Fu Chenâs eyelids movedâ¦
âStop moving and go to sleep.â He reached his hand out casually and caressed her smooth and tender face. âHurry up and go to sleep.â
His breath was scorching, and his half-asleep voice sounded sultry.
Song Fengwan shrank back into her blanket. She felt her face burning as if a gust of hot wind was blowing on it.
***
After some time, she couldnât hold on anymore, and her eyelids drooped as she fell into a deep sleep. Meanwhile, a hand lifted her blanket, and his entire body moved half an inch toward herâ¦
And he stuck closely to her.
âWanwan?â
Song Fengwan had stayed up for too long and was extremely sleepy.
Fu Chen smiled and reached out to caress her face as he leaned overâ¦
⦠and pecked the corner of her lips twice.
He kept feeling like he hadnât had enough yet. But as he was about to kiss her again, he felt some movement behind him. He turned his head around and saw Huai Sheng staring at him with wide, bright eyes shining in the dark.
âThird Uncle, were you kissing? I⦠Mph!â Before he could finish speaking, Fu Chen covered his mouth.
âShhââ When Fu Chen saw Huai Sheng shaking his head hard, he moved his hand away.
âDonât worry. Iâm very tight-lipped.â Huai Sheng looked sincere.
Fu Chen frowned.?Kissing? Isnât this child studying Buddhist principles? Where did he hear this word?
âThird Uncleâ¦â He suppressed his voice.
âYeah?â
âYou can continue.â
Fu Chen remained silent.He didnât have the habit of acting like a hooligan in front of children.
âBut you have to restrain yourself too.â
âWhy?â
âThis is a monastery, a sacred place. You canât go overboard. Itâs not good if youâre seen by Buddha.â
Fu Chen smiled bitterly.
âDo you think that Buddha will punish me for helping you do bad things?â
âBuddha will only punish you if you destroy someoneâs marriage. You are doing a good deed, so Buddha will love you.â Fu Chen didnât understand what was going on in his mind. Right afterward, he heard Huai Sheng quietly sayâ¦
âI canât watch anymore. I canât watch anymore. Master said that monks canât watch these things.â He turned his back to Fu Chen. âAmitabha.â
Fu Chen laughed and turned around to continue sleeping next to Song Fengwan.
After all, the temperature in this room wasnât as hot as at home, especially in the latter half of the night when it wasnât as warm. So naturally, Song Fengwan wanted to find a warm spot to lean against. She shrunk her body and pressed her little face into his embrace.
Sheâs throwing herself into my arms on her own. Thereâs no reason for me to resist.
Song Fengwan had taken off her down jacket and was only wearing a sweater inside. The material was light and thin. His fingers reached over and gently held her waist. It felt thin and softâ¦
His throat was rolling, and his blood was surging. It was indescribableâ¦
Song Fengwan didnât even realize it. She kept rubbing herself against him, killing him even more.
Usually, when she was in front of him, it was difficult for him to even get her to raise her head. But now, she was moving around happily, and her fingers were grabbing around his chest, trying to get some more warmth.
Iâm going to die.
There were no more appropriate words than âshoot yourself in the footâ for him now.
***
Fu Chen was having a hard time, and so was Duan Linbai.
He didnât want to eat at the same table as Qiao Xiyan. He packed his things and prepared to find some friends to go to a bar for a drink or two, but he couldnât find anyone.
He stayed outside until more than nine at night.?Shink, shink.?Before he reached the door, he heard a piercing sound coming from inside.
When he entered the house, he saw Qiao Xiyan busy in the kitchen.
He got closer and took a look. He was almost scared out of his wits.
Heâs actually sharpening a knife?!
He immediately packed his things and ran home.
I canât stay in this place anymore. Iâd rather go home and have Dad break my legs than to stay with such a crazy person.
It was snowing heavily tonight, and several roads were blocked. Duan Linbai finally reached his house after much trouble, only to find that he had left his keys at Fu Chenâs place.
Unexpectedly, the Duan family slept early tonight. He knocked on the door for a long time, but no one answered.
By the time the maid heard the noise and went to open the door, his father was already coming down the stairs.
âMaster, it seems like Young Master is back? Iâll open the door now.â
âThat brat still dares to come back?â
Duan Linbai heard a familiar voice and shouted loudly, âDad! Dad! Itâs me, your son!â
âDoesnât he like to wander outside? Lock him outside for a while.â
âDad, Iâm your biological son! Dad! Iâm the only son in our family!â
âDonât think I donât know that you went to the Cheng residence to cause trouble. You said you were out of town on a business trip, yet you caused a commotion there. If someone hadnât told me, I wouldnât have known youâre so capable.â
âDad, I can explain. Let me in first.â Duan Linbaiâs legs were shivering from the cold. Thankfully, he was wearing a mink coat. Otherwise, he would have frozen to death long ago.
âExplain outsideâ¦â
Duan Linbai was stunned.?Heâs definitely my biological father.
He briefly explained what had happened before the door opened. He let out a long sigh of relief as soon as he was inside the house.
âDad! Heheâ¦â
âSleep early. Come with me to the Fu residence tomorrow. Iâll get Old Madam to arrange a blind date for you.â
Duan Linbai was immediately dumbfounded.
Heâs so simple and crude!
âDad, letâs discuss thisâ¦â
âLook at what youâre wearing. Itâs so countrified.â
Duan Linbai opened his mouth wide.?You can question my character but not my taste.
âYou look like that.â His father raised his hand and pointed to a side table on which was an eagle.
Duan Linbai was stupefied.?Heâs definitely my biological father!
***
Song Fengwan had forced herself to stay awake until midnight, but she slept soundly in the latter half of the night.
The next day, the sound of snow sweeping outside woke her up. The moment she opened her eyes, she found that she was alone on the heatable brick bed. Huai Shengâs blanket was folded and placed at the side, while she had two blankets on her, one of which was Fu Chenâs.
Huai Sheng was cleaning the floor with a broom. She hurriedly sat up.
âBig Sister, youâre awake?â
âYes.â Song Fengwan casually combed her hair. âWhereâs Third Master?â
âHe is talking to my master.â
âOh.â Song Fengwan nodded and hurriedly got up to put on her clothes. It wasnât appropriate for her to stay in bed since the child was already up.
âBig Sister, your sleeping posture is terrible.â
âWas it?â
âWhen I woke up this morning, I saw your entire body pressed on top of Third Master. You were holding him tightly with your hands and feet, and he only managed to free himself after I pulled you away from him.â
Song Fengwan was just climbing down the heatable brick bed. When she heard this, she almost knelt on the ground.
âThird Master didnât sleep well with you pressing down on him the entire night. He has dark circles under his eyes.â
âI was moving around?â She was known to have a great sleeping posture.
Huai Sheng looked at her. âA monk doesnât lie.â
But if the lying is for a good deed, Buddha will love me too, right?
Itâs like what Master said before: A white lie.