Yang Cheng
Yang Cheng was the son of General Yang Tianfu. When he was born, auspicious clouds rolled in and a unicorn seemed to appear. Everyone said that Yang Cheng must be a talented person. But as Yang Cheng grew up, he actually had a bad temper and a bad personality, which often disturbed the general's palace. One day, General Yang couldn't bear it anymore and sent him to Qingling Temple to "recuperate and recuperate".
Song Qi
In the Qingling Temple under Fan Yan Pagoda, there was a handsome monk. When he was young, he came to Qingling Temple alone. That day, he cried loudly in front of the temple gate, tears tore his wounds, and his face was covered with blood. The old monk of Qingling Temple couldn't bear it and carried him into the temple. His name was Song Qi, and later his name was Bihua.
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"Little monk, a man should protect his family and country, punish evil and promote good. My father was ordered to send troops to the north, so I will accompany him to kill the grass bandits in northern Xinjiang."
After saying this, Yang Cheng suddenly turned sideways as if he had made some determination. He leaned against Song Qi's ear and whispered, "Song Qi, wait for me."
"Good" will wait for your triumphant return
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"Little monk, can you stop being a monk? I will take you around the world, hahaha."
Song Qi raised his eyes and said nothing, paused for a while, then lowered his head and continued to copy the scriptures.
After a while, he sighed softly, "I'm afraid this world can't tolerate me."
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"Little monk, do you know what is the nicest thing to say in this world?" Yang Cheng turned slightly sideways and wanted to put his arms around Song Qi, "You have to answer me properly."
Song Qi's expression remained unchanged, but his earlobes turned red unconsciously. He asked softly, "Do you really want me to answer seriously?"
"Natural"
"I'm afraid... Love words... Are the most touching..." There was a hint of joy in that awkward tone.
"I don't think so." Yang Cheng met Song Qi's eyes and stared at them for a long time.
"I think Song Qi's words are the most beautiful in the world, no matter how you say them, they sound nice."
After saying this, Yang Cheng gently leaned his head against Song Qi's ear, took Song Qi's pink ear in his mouth and licked it gently...