Chapter 251 A Pilgrimage of One Person (Thanks to the leader of TKa)
An Younan was wrapped in a thick white bath towel from the collarbone down, loosely knotted in front of his chest, and his two long, shapely legs were exposed without any obstruction, glowing brightly under the dim light.
She squatted and stared at Wang Zixu with her dark eyes, as if staring at a rare creature that had strayed into her territory and was doing some strange behavior.
The prince’s legs softened and he almost slipped into the pool.
“What are you doing here?!” He was so frightened that his voice changed.
"Let's soak in the hot spring," An Younan slowly stood up and said matter-of-factly, "What a fuss."
She put her hands on her shoulders, trying to untie the bath towel under her shoulders. Wang Zixu really fell straight to the bottom of the water like an axe.
A smooth foot came over first, gently tapped the water temperature, and then only heard a "plop". The waves of water pushed the prince, who had just emerged, staggered. He couldn't help but open his eyes and saw An Younan swimming past his eyes like a nimble fish.
"What are you being serious about? Are you afraid that I'm not wearing any clothes? Please, this is not a private bath, everyone is wearing swimsuits, okay!" She stopped and turned around, water drops sliding down her smooth neck.
She was indeed wearing a swimsuit properly - a sky blue bikini, with slender ties tied into a bow at the back of her neck, making her neck line extra slender and graceful.
Wang Zixu only exposed his head on the water, like a frightened kappa, his face flushed, and he reluctantly said:
"Mainly...mainly because when I left, I saw you chatting happily with the people from the Xihe Literary Association...I didn't expect you. I will come to the hot springs. "
"Aren't you also a member of the Xihe Cultural Association?" An Younan reached out and stirred the water, carefully stepping on the water, causing ripples. "It seems that you haven't really considered yourself one of them in your heart."
The prince was silent. Seeing his downcast expression, An Younan waved his hand and made a splash: "Hey, I just said casually, have you really started to reflect deeply?"
The prince said in a low voice: "I was wondering if my personality has offended many people unintentionally."
An Younan Nan floated on her back in the water, and the waves gently supported her: "You did offend me, but not because of this personality. I don't think you are arrogant enough. It would be better if you were more arrogant."
Wang Zixiu thought that he was "unsociable" and "unsociable", and even used more excessive words to describe himself, but he did not expect that it was "arrogant". He pointed to his nose in disbelief: "Me? Arrogant?"
"What else?" An Younan glanced at him lightly, turned over gracefully, and faced him, "Do you know what they talked about you when I left?"
"What did you say about me?"< /p>
“When I say I saw you, I felt like I saw Jesus.”
An Younan kicked off the pool wall vigorously and swam away like a mermaid, leaving the prince in shock.
This evaluation was so ridiculously high that it went beyond flattery, and he had to wonder if there was some sinister irony hidden in it.
An Younan's voice came from a little further away: "Do you know what it means to say you are like Jesus? It means you don't look like a human being. With no background and no backstage, it's hard to hit the traffic. Instead of catching the cash, you put on a pure posture of a pilgrim, as if you are really doing it for justice. If you are not God, then you are crazy."
Wang Zixu stood shocked and angry. He stood up and scolded: "Am I still wrong if I don't realize it?"
"You are right," An Younan stepped on the water nonchalantly, causing a splash, "but in their eyes, you are a fool. Being noble is a privilege that only people like Shi Tonghe and Gu Zao have. You are nothing, you have no qualifications to be noble. In their eyes, you are fake."
Wang Zixu was silent for a moment, and finally sighed: "Idiots, just be idiots. In my eyes, they are just greedy rats."
"Tell me something. You can understand."
"The dog occupies the cow dung pile." "Pfft!" An Younan laughed fiercely and shouted, "I like this!"
After laughing, she wiped away the tears from her laughter with her fingers, slowly swam closer, and gently pressed her hand on his chest, across the warm pool water:
"Gu Zao spoke highly of your "Fire in the Stone". After saying goodbye by the river, I went to read it. Do you want to hear my true evaluation?"
“I’d like to hear the details.”
“It’s inhumane, like Jesus.” An Younan said seriously, “It’s really great, it’s like a centenarian talking about it himself, it’s unusual It’s so vivid that it’s hard to imagine that human beings can grasp such a huge story so accurately. There is a wonderful divinity in the text.
“But because of this, it makes me feel inhumane. I can't feel you in this book, nor can I feel the desire, passion, and impulse of Wang Zixu. He is like a devout saint who has stripped away his human emotions in exchange for the qualification to become a god. "
This comment was unexpected to Wang Zixu, but he did not resist it. Instead, it aroused the desire for discussion: "I believe that imitating God is the instinct of every human being. ”
An Younan shook his head: "But I don't like it. Especially when I know you are the little prince. Compared with Wang Zixu who wrote "Fire in the Stone", I like the little prince more. Although it is difficult to be elegant in the eyes of the world, I am obsessed with it. I am fascinated by the domineering, rough, and animalistic vitality that he expresses on the paper. They move me even more."
The rubbing of her palms was filled with the heat of warm water: "The prince is in a virtual prison. Following his desire, he was afraid of the destructive power of the beast. But the 'little prince' released it, tore apart all the restraints, and showed amazing raw power. I am obsessed with this sense of power, because power——" Her eyes flashed with a strange light that was almost fanatical, staring at him, as if looking at her own king: "——It is the reason to become a 'king'!"
Looking at those eyes burning with ambition, Wang Zixu suddenly felt a sense of fear in his heart. He finally understood the source of the evil attraction in this woman - she embraced her own desires and thirst for power so openly and unburdened that she was his absolute opposite.
He cleared his throat in a subtle way, stretched out his hand to push away her hand on his chest: "Come on, don't touch it."
An Younan was rushing. He rolled his eyes, and behind the two of them, a sour and bitingly cold voice suddenly sounded:
“You guys are really good at finding places to fall in love~!”
Wang Zixu turned around and felt a stream of ice water pouring down from Tianling Gai, while the scalding hot water from the hot springs at his feet surged upwards. Two completely opposite temperatures were fighting fiercely near his chest. A layer of fine goosebumps instantly appeared on the skin that An Younan had just touched.
Ning Chunyan stood by the pool, with a bath towel tied around her waist, her menacing eyes like two small flying knives, fixed on him; Chen Qingluo stood beside her, her dark hair tied into a neat high ponytail, revealing her smooth forehead and graceful neck line. There was no emotion at all on her fair and almost transparent face, and only the hands tightly clenched on her chest revealed a trace of her inner emotions.
The figures of both of them were particularly eye-catching in the dense water vapor, but at this moment Wang Zixu's heart was beating wildly, but it was because he and An Younan were talking about the little prince just now——
How much did they hear? Was his carefully wrapped vest completely peeled off by the steamy hot spring pool? Exposed in front of Chen Qingluo? The thought gave him a suffocating panic.
"I knew something was wrong when I couldn't find you two inside just now. It turns out that you two sneaked here." Ning Chunyan put his hands on his hips and stabbed the two of them with his eyes like daggers, "Zizixu, What else do you have to say?"
An Younan swam towards the edge of the pool and raised his head to fight back: "Wow! You two scheming girls actually eavesdropped on our conversation!"
Ning Chunyan laughed angrily: "Who do you think is a scheming girl??"
"That's you!" An Younan pointed her finger at Ning Chunyan's chest, "Wear something that shows off... The deep V swimsuit with big breasts shouldn’t be too obvious, okay?”
As a motorcycle friend who often goes to the SPA together, An Younan knows her figure well and is more lethal when attacking.
Ning Chunyan’s face instantly turned red and she stamped her feet in anger: “There are only a few styles sold at the front desk! Only this one is the right size! Do you think I want to wear it?!”
Wang Zixu stood aside and reminded weakly: "Don't fall into the trap of self-evidence..."
"Shut up!"
After a while, Ning Chunyan calmed down.
"Didn't you say before that you wanted to confess to us? There is no one here, so just confess here."
Wang Zixu looked beyond the steaming white mist to the deep end of the hot spring hall in vain: "Are you sure there is no one?"
"Half of them went to play mahjong. Half of them went for a massage." Ning Chunyan's mouth curled up with a hint of mockery, "Shen Qingfeng paid three times the salary to recruit a group of gold medal technicians, and the average age is less than 25 years old. I am sure that no one else will show up here within half an hour." Wang Zixu was stunned: "Massage technicians? They are old enough to do this? ..."
"Don't get it wrong, it's just a massage. At their age, even if they want to do bad things, they are powerless."
After she finished speaking, she found that Wang Zixu was looking at her with a complicated look, and said: "Why are you looking at me? Do you think I speak rudely? They say you are even more merciless behind your back."
Prince Xu asked: "What did they say about me?"
Ning Chunyan did not answer immediately. She raised her hand to gather her scattered hair back together, as if she was about to enter the water, but first pointed at Wang Zixu and ordered: "Turn around."
An Younan immediately sneered: "What? You are dressed like this, are you still afraid of men looking at you?"
Wang Zixu didn’t argue, just said “Oh” in a low voice, then swam to the edge of the pool unusually obediently, facing the wall.
He needs this moment of respite. Chen Qingluo was so close that he was afraid that as soon as his eyes glanced at her, they would be pierced and unable to move away. His heart was beating like a drum in his chest, and his body was so stiff that it ached. It was a relief for him not to have to face Chen Qingluo anymore.
He felt the ripples of water behind him, which was the sound of two people taking off their bath towels and stepping into the pool. The force of the water pushed him more gently toward the wall of the pool. His back was stiff and he didn't dare to look back.
"Tell me." Ning Chunyan's voice sounded from behind, closer than expected, "You said 'there is another secret', what secret is it?"
"An Younan... is my half-sister." Wang Zixu said.
There is a strange sense of shame in telling people about one's most secret life experience with one's back turned, like stating a crime in court. But he continued.
From the visit to An Younan’s home to Ms. An Huilan’s visit, to the private agreement reached between the two, and going back to the chaotic beginning of the millennium, how Ms. An left his home to live in the East China Sea, and how he was inseparable from old comrade Wang Jianguo. Hanging...
It took Wang Zixu a long time to accept this reality. He originally thought that it would take a lifetime of courage to confess, but when he actually said it, those heavy past events seemed to have found a floodgate, which brought a feeling of almost exhaustion.
Maybe it’s because he has really grown up and is no longer the child who is not needed or raised, huddled in a corner. That child is just hiding deep in a corner of his heart, acting as the seed of inferiority in his subconscious.
The lengthy narrative ended, and a long silence fell behind him. The water vapor filled the air, and there was only the faint gurgling sound of water flowing. Wang Zixu couldn't help but want to look back to see their reactions. As soon as his neck showed signs of turning, Ning Chunyan's urgent voice immediately sounded:
"Don't turn around!"
Wang Zixu paused: "...What's wrong?"
"Don't look here," Ning Chunyan's voice had a suppressed nasal sound, "...it doesn't look good."
An Younan intervened with a bit of gloating: "Your editor Ning was so distressed that he cried after hearing your story, and his makeup was all gone!"
Ning Chunyan immediately retorted: "I'm not distressed, I just think... you are suffering too much... I said that to you before, and I went too far."
An Younan sneered: "What about me? What about those harsh words before?"
"To you?" Ning Chunyan sniffed, and her tone suddenly turned cold, "I think it's far from being mean enough."
At this time, Chen Qingluo, who had been silent, spoke, her voice was very soft, but like pebbles thrown into calm water.
“Turn around.” She paused and added, “You can look at our swimsuits.”
Wang Zixu’s heart beat wildly again.
Neither of the two women had any objections to Chen Qingluo's authoritative declaration. It was really weird to speak with their backs to others. Wang Zixu slowly turned around.
The dense mist flows like gauze, blurring part of the line of sight, but adding a layer of hazy poetry and thrilling reality to the scene in front of you.
The three of them were within reach of him. Ning Chunyan's deep sapphire blue swimsuit made her skin look better than snow. The curves under the deep V neckline were undulating and slightly embarrassing. The corners of her eyes were slightly red, adding a sense of fragmentation to her delicate face.
Chen Qingluo stood one step away from her, her conservative dark swimsuit wrapping the mountains like the night, outlining undulating curves, full and subtle. The black high ponytail was just like in high school, completely exposing her small face, like a white porcelain soaked in water vapor.
Her eyes were no longer out of focus, but slightly raised, looking at him seriously and intently. There was no blame or compassion in her eyes, only bottomless complex emotions that seemed to penetrate the core of his soul.
Seeing her eyes, Wang Zixu suddenly felt unprecedented peace and joy. Suddenly he felt that it was an excellent choice for him to sincerely confess everything, because he had already received a reward.
(End of this chapter)