Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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Fang Xiaojie’s acting was actually quite good, and it could be seen that he had been working hard to improve under the criticism of Director Wang. This latest film was much better than the first VCR of the haunted wellhead, both in terms of scene realism and actor involvement.
Wei Xi was watching it very seriously, and then the TV screen went black, the loud shouting from the speakers stopped abruptly, and the room fell into deathly silence.
Wei Xi turned to the second disciple who was holding the remote control: “What’s going on?”
The second disciple just quickly stood up and took out the disc from the DVD player, pretending to throw it into the trash can. Wei Xi saw this and quickly got up from the bed to stop him: “What are you doing? We haven’t finished watching it yet!”
With a click.
The disc was broken into two pieces in the second disciple’s hand. While his disciple’s voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth: “It’s time to rest.”
Wei Xi’s eyes were filled with the expression “Why are you such a rebellious child?”
The second disciple looked at him but didn’t explain more. The light flickered, and Wei Xi didn’t know if he was seeing things, but he felt like he saw reddish ears.
Although the TV was turned off, the images and sounds from before seemed to have not disappeared, still lingering in the minds of the audience. Wei Xi sat in silence for a while, and for no reason he felt that the temperature in the room seemed a little high. The second apprentice had tacitly turned down the air conditioner by two degrees.
Wei Xi watched his apprentice throw away his jacket and loosen his collar, as if the jacket was making it difficult for him to breathe. But after taking off the jacket, he was left with only a loose black T-shirt, which made people worry: “Aren’t you cold?”
The second disciple ignored him, silently threw away his coat, and walked towards the door with his arms full of hideous scars.
Wei Xi asked: “Where are you going?”
Shuo Zong opened the door, and before closing it, a deep voice floated back from the crack of the door: “Go pack my things.”
What to pack? Pack your luggage?
Wei Xi didn’t understand what he heard, but luckily his disciple wasn’t gone for long, and came back in about half an hour. He looked like he had just done some exercise, and several blue veins were visible on his arms sticking out from his short-sleeved shirt.
When opening the door, Wei Xi vaguely heard some distant cries, which sounded familiar.
“Close the door.” The apprentice said calmly, “It’s getting late and the wind is blowing in the mountains.”
….
Wei Xi never doubted his disciples’ words. He said “oh” and closed the door neatly. “It’s getting late. If you don’t want to watch a movie, let’s go to bed early.”
Shuo Zong glanced at the huge double bed behind him, then looked at the two clearly separated quilts on the bed and nodded.
After he went out, his mood had become much more normal, and the weird and charming atmosphere in the room was gone. Without Fang Xiaojie’s stupid movies, there would probably be nothing more tonight –
Shuo Zong stared at Wei Xi: “What are you doing?”
Wei Xi took off his coat, revealing the wide white long sleeves underneath. He grabbed the hem of the long sleeves and raised his hand, easily taking off the last piece of shirt on his body. He was shirtless, with only a pair of dark jeans on. Then he put his hands on his pants, turned around and asked as a matter of course: “Aren’t you going to take a shower?”
Shuo Zong looked at the transparent bathroom wall beside him and his exposed white chest: “………………No.”
Wei Xi was a little worried. His disciple was a little unhygienic. He was clearly sweating.
Life outside the mountain was much more convenient than in the mountain. He loved water in the mountain, but because he was lazy and not afraid of the cold, he usually just soaked in the stream, and occasionally made a fire to boil hot water because of Wei Dedao’s special request. But after coming down the mountain, he realized that hot water was easy to get, so he developed the habit of bathing every morning and evening in Wei’s house.
Wei Xi looked at his apprentice hesitantly, wanting to set an example and correct the other’s hygiene habits. However, his apprentice obviously had no intention of being educated. After refusing, he quickly returned to the window and looked at the dark hills outside the window in the night, as if there was some beautiful scenery hidden there.
He changed his mind and thought, forget it, Wei Dedao also didn’t like taking a bath or changing clothes. Humans always have their own quirks.
So I won’t worry about it anymore.
Shuo Zong originally planned not to look, but even though his eyes were fixed on the distant mountains, his ears seemed to have their own consciousness, recording every subtle movement in the room without omission.
There was the rustling sound of clothes being taken off, the knocking sound of jeans being unzipped and falling on the wooden surface, and the sound of footsteps. Wei Xi probably stepped on the bathroom tiles without slippers, and his steps were clattering and brisk. Then there was the crisp sound of various plastic bottles being opened one after another, which made people think that he was curiously opening the hotel bath products one by one and sniffing them close to his nose.
He was like a little kid who was curious about everything.
But it wasn’t always like this.
Shuo Zong leaned on the windowsill, then he opened the window, the cold mountain breeze of winter blew on his face, reminding him of many things.
That was really a long, long time ago, when the world was not what it is today, when the mountains and rivers had remained unchanged since ancient times. But in the past, such dense forests were usually used as cave dwellings.
Everyone had a few places where they hid their own rare treasures and precious items, which they guarded and protected, but Wei Xi was different.
He could never store anything, so his cave was always empty. He could only do destruction. And because of his nature, he always plundered everywhere and ate whatever he could get.
Xia Shouren’s evaluation of him being reckless, ferocious, and lacking in rationality was not without reason. He was not even afraid of death, so he dared to force his way into any place. Xia Shouren’s tail was even bitten off by him in the past.
And what about himself?
Shuo Zong recalled for a moment, and he couldn’t count how many times he and Wei Xi had fought. The two sides had different responsibilities and their positions had always been in conflict, and the opponent was much stronger than he was now. Every time they fought, it was a fight of life and death. Therefore, as mortal enemies, every time they fought, they just wanted to destroy the other’s soul.
He even questioned the way of heaven several times, why would it allow a being like Wei Xi to be born, until one day…
When Shuo Zong thought of this, his brows furrowed deeply.
At the same time, he suddenly heard some strange noises behind him. He was lost in thought and forgot about his previous attempt to evade the noise. And so he subconsciously turned around to look.
“…”
Wei Xi hadn’t started taking a shower yet. Through the glass wall, one could clearly see him leaning over the sink, turning on the faucet, and swallowing gulps of water with his mouth open.
Damn it…
Shuo Zong was so shocked by this scene that all his memories disappeared in an instant. He rushed into the bathroom and turned off the faucet. Because of Wei Xi’s embarrassing drinking of tap water, a long-lost anger surged in his heart: “What are you doing!”
As a result, Wei Xi was turned off from drinking water, but he didn’t seem to know what he had done wrong. He just stood up and said humbly, “Disciple, are you thirsty too? Then you drink first.”
Shuo Zong met his eyes and slowly realized something because of his attitude. For a moment, he really felt that he was stupid for seriously recalling the other party’s past behavior just now.
He stared at the ceiling in silence for a while, not wanting to do anything except sigh. After a while, he went out and brought a bottle of mineral water to Wei Xi’s hand: “You can’t drink the tap water. Tell me if you’re thirsty next time.”
He didn’t know whether Wei Xi heard it or not. But he slowly bit open the bottle cap and drank the whole bottle of water.
He had always eaten like he was snatching food, and this habit had not changed at all. His swallowing speed was slower than his drinking speed, and some of the water in the bottle overflowed from the corners of his mouth. The water flowed across Wei Xi’s thin jaw, down his slender neck, passed by his Adam’s apple which was clearly swallowed, and slowly flowed to the center of his collarbone, forming a shallow pool.
Shuo Zong’s gaze followed here and saw some pink. He immediately turned away as if he was burned. Only then did he realize the current situation belatedly.
Wei Xi had taken off his jeans. He was standing on the tile floor in a pair of white boxer shorts, barefoot, with a tight waist and long, thin legs. Perhaps because of the heavy exercise, his flat abdomen was already faintly visible with unclear muscle mass, but his whole body was still amazingly white, and under the dim light of the bathroom, it seemed to reflect a circle of hazy warm light.
Shuo Zong let out a breath and felt that the temperature in the room, which had just dropped, seemed to be rising again.
Wei Xi finished drinking the water, threw away the bottle, and walked to the bathtub behind him. After turning on the water, he leaned over to check the water temperature at the bottom of the tub, then turned around and asked himself, “Disciple, come and take a bath together?”
Shuo Zong didn’t even look at the place where the arc was clearly visible when he bent down. He just said “no” and hurried out.
Wei Xi sighed. His disciple looked like he had seen a snake and avoided people. Did he really dislike taking a bath?
Shuo Zong came out and found that the situation was still as bad. There was a sound of water splashing in the bathroom, and the steam began to make the transparent wall hazy. However, he glanced at the glass wall and didn’t think it was any improvement. Because under the effect of the light, Wei Xi’s every move turned into a silhouette projected in real time. After it was not clear, there was more room for imagination.
Shuo Zong turned his eyes away and immediately saw the CD broken into two pieces in the trash can. He took a tissue to cover it and lay down on the sofa tiredly.
A wisp of steam came out from the crack in the door, lingering around, carrying the scent of shower gel, wrapping around the body wetly and warmly.
He closed his eyes.
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