How To Survive as a Villain

A young monk, no more than seven or eight years old, who was wearing gray-blue clothes and carried a broom, was sweeping the fallen leaves on the steps in front of the temple. Probably because he was bored, he began to sing a song: “Once upon a time, there was a mountain, and in the mountain there was a temple. In that temple, there was a young monk-…”

Suddenly, a man came over. With a smile on his face, that man said: “Who was really pretty~.”

The young monk was stunned. As he raised his eyes, he saw that there was a very beautiful man in front of him. However, what attracted the young monk the most, other than the sound of his voice, was the spiritual warm light found in the bottom of that man’s eyes.

The man was accompanied by another man with the same extraordinary appearance. That man had a pair of very dignified eyebrows, and handsome eyes, which were extremely rare.

“Really pretty?” The young monk touched the back of his bald head: “Benefactor¹, is this what you think it follows?”

Xiao YuAn looked at the silly appearance of the young monk, and thought that he was so cute that he couldn’t stop himself from teasing him: “This is how I think that poem goes. Look, I’ll recite the whole poem to you.”

Xiao YuAn cleared his throat, and sang: “Once upon a time, there was a mountain, and in the mountain there was a temple. In that temple, there was a young monk who looked really pretty! But beauty doesn’t compete with spring, it only announces it’s arrival. When the flowers in the mountain bloomed, he would laugh in the bushes². Hey! In the bushes! laughing in the bushes! Laughing!”

The young monk scratched his head, recited ‘Amitabha³’, and asked: “Benefactor, why do I feel that what you said, and what my Shixiong ⁴

taught me, seem a little different?”

Xiao YuAn nodded his head, and replied: “We have to adapt to the development of time! Combine theory with practice, persist and develop in the new era-… Cough, I missed the point. Anyway, this is the newest version, come, come, I’ll teach you.”

An old monk appeared in time to stop Xiao YuAn from continuing to poison the mind of the young disciple of his own Buddhist sect.

The amiable-looking old monk led Xiao YuAn and Yan HeQing to the Hall of Great Strength⁵, and asked: “What can I help these two benefactors with?”

Xiao YuAn chuckled: “Master, why do you ask?”

The old monk put his palms together, and said: “Amitabha, in this world, who doesn’t have something on their minds that’s weighing on their hearts? The more difficult the request, the more sincere it is.”

Xiao YuAn praised: “Master is indeed an understanding person.”

The old monk replied: “Benefactor is very complimentary.”

When the two of them arrived at the hall, they were surrounded by the fragrance and the smoke of the incense. A golden statue of Buddha, with a solemn appearance, was sitting in the hall. Xiao YuAn and Yan HeQing knelt on the futon, one to the left and the other to the right, and worshiped devoutely three times.

When it was time to go back to the residence, Xiao YuAn couldn’t stop himself from teasing the young monk again. Unfortunately, the young monk had to ring the bell⁶, so Xiao YuAn could only go back feeling a bit unhappy.

While they were on their way back, Yan HeQing was worried about Xiao YuAn’s injured leg, so he didn’t allow Xiao YuAn to walk by himself, insisting on carrying him on his back. In the end, Xiao YuAn couldn’t say no to Yan HeQing, and allowed him to carry him under the dark twilight. The sunset light was making their shadows look extremely long.

“Yan-ge, do you want to know what was on my mind, while I was worshipping, in the temple just now?” Xiao YuAn said as he laid on Yan HeQing’s back, with his hands around his neck, smiling happily.

Yan HeQing: “What were you thinking about?”

Xiao YuAn cleared his throat, and while copying the intonation used in the tv dramas, he shouted from the top of his lungs: “A worship to Heaven and Earth? Well, I don’t know if Buddha could hear me.”

Yan HeQing gently raised the corners of his mouth.

“Yan-ge, what did you ask Buddha?” Before Yan HeQing could reply, Xiao YuAn continued: “Wait a minute, let me guess. Did you wish for my injury to get better soon?”

Yan HeQing nodded his head: “Yes.”

Xiao YuAn: “Yan-ge, I may become a cripple.”

Yan HeQing’s feet stopped.

Xiao YuAn continued: “Even though Shifu didn’t told me, I still know my own body. I used to be a bit afraid of becoming a cripple, because then I’ll have to walk slowly, and that it would take me too much time to find you. But you came, so I’m not afraid anymore; and even if I do become cripple, it’ll mean that I would have a good excuse for you to carry me around. When I think about it, I feel a little proud.”

Yan HeQing: “Don’t talk nonsense, you’ll get better.” Then, he added: “I’ll still carry you, even if your leg is fine.”

Xiao YuAn smiled as his eyes curved and he patted Yan HeQing’s shoulder: “Yan-ge, turn your head.”

When Yan HeQing tilted his head, he was kissed on the lips by Xiao YuAn, who gave him a tender and lingering type-of kiss.

After the kiss ended, Xiao YuAn licked the corner of his mouth, and said: “That winter, when it was cold outside, and I carried you on my back as I walked you back towards the Taiyi Hall, when we still were in the Palace of the Northern Kingdom… At the time, I didn’t expect that you’ll be carrying me for the rest of my life. But it was worth it!”

Yan HeQing knew that he wasn’t a smiling type of person. However, when he was with Xiao YuAn, the corners of his mouth would raise unapologetically; but also, he was unwilling to restrain himself.

After Yan HeQing carried Xiao YuAn on his back for a long time, Xiao YuAn felt sorry for his tiredness and refused to keep being carried. Since Yan HeQing was unwilling, Xiao YuAn said that Yan HeQing either let him walk on his own, or they take a rest. Yan HeQing had to find a nice place in the grass by the side of the road, and let Xiao YuAn sit down.

Xiao YuAn pulled Yan HeQing to sit beside him, as he comfortably laid on his side. Half of his upper body was resting on Yan HeQing’s legs. Then, he began to count the stars that gradually appeared in the night sky: “I wasn’t able to see so many stars in my last life, and they weren’t this bright either.”

Yan HeQing ‘hmmed’, pondered for a while, and then, with some hesitation, asked: “What was that, that you mentioned before, about what a husband and wife had to do before marrying in your last life?”

Hhhhhhhhh they’re so cute ?? I can’t ??

XYA saying that he carried YHQ once, and now YHQ will carry him for the rest of his life (o´罒`o)♡

Also, is YHQ going to propose for real? ????✨