The daily life of the Analects and Tao Te Ching

第13章 6月19~6月20日

April 6

sunny

I suddenly discovered that Kong Lun really has a mysterious obsession with my underwear.

At the beginning, he clearly suggested that I wear underwear when I go out, but since the last incident in the mall, it has become mandatory for me to wear underwear when I go out.

This guy was afraid that I would lie to him, so he even asked me to take off my pants for inspection before going out.

Isn't this behavior more perverted?

It's fine to wear underwear when going out, I can take it as doing as Romans do.

But he actually wanted me to wear underwear at home!

We usually only have him and me at home, plus two mobile phones at most, is it necessary to be so formal?

"It's not a matter of formality, but of respect," he told me.

I don't know where he got this nonsense logic from.

We have known each other for thousands of years, and we used to get along quite well without underwear.

If not wearing underwear is disrespect, have I never respected him before?

The more I thought about it, the angrier I became, I simply took off my underwear and threw it aside.

"Why did you take off your underwear again?" Kong Lun asked.

I looked away and pretended not to hear.

"If you persist, you will soon get used to the feeling of wearing underwear." He said.

How could such a strange feeling fit in?

Especially when going out in hot weather, the underwear is always wet and uncomfortable to wear.

"I'm going to take a shower." I said angrily, "Do you want me to wear underwear in the shower?"

Kong Lun blushed a little, I don't know if he was angry with me, or he was going to call me "shameless".

After a long while, he turned his gaze away and whispered, "You don't need to wear underwear when you take a shower, but you must remember to wear them after you take a shower."

If he wants me to wear it, do I have to wear it?

In order to express my dissatisfaction, I simply walked out without wearing anything after taking a shower.

"Ah!" Kong Lun exclaimed when he saw me, "Why aren't you wearing any clothes?"

"I forgot to take it." I walked over and poured myself a glass of ice water, and drank it all in one gulp.

Kong Lun looked at me with a ghostly expression, stared at me for a while, blushed and said, "It's not proper."

"What are you afraid of? Anyway, is there anyone else at home?" I smiled, "I regard the world as my building, and my room as my trousers. Why do you get into my trousers?"

Kong Lun gave me a blank look, stretched out his hand and pulled the curtains tightly, and the room was suddenly plunged into darkness.

"What are you doing with the curtains in broad daylight?" I asked.

"Bright day and night, I feel ashamed for you walking around naked like this." Kong Lun laughed.

He seemed very displeased with my appearance, his eyes were always evasive, but he just refused to look at me.

I just don't wear clothes in my own home, and I don't run around naked in public. Is it necessary for him to dislike me like this? !

"Hurry up and come out of the curtain. Is it because I don't have any clothes on, and it's not that you don't have any clothes on, so you wrap yourself up like a rice dumpling so you don't get too hot?" I said.

On the surface, this guy said he was going to pull the curtains, but when he pulled, he wrapped himself in it.

"See no evil." He said, "Go and put on your clothes first... at least put on your underwear!"

PS: Although I ended up getting dressed, it was by no means surrendering!I must defend my right to not wear underwear at home!

April 6

cloudy weather

Today Kong Lun brought back a mysterious black liquid in a bottle.

No matter how I look at it, I find it hard to swallow, despite his assurances that it's delicious.

The color is just weird, after all, the juice from many herbs is black.

But there is a layer of white foam floating on the liquid? !

What is the difference between this and the foam produced by the detergent?

"It's no good for me to hurt you, is it?" Kong Lun said with a smile, "Don't be so timid, just give it a try."

"Can you really drink it?" I asked again.

I don't want this thing to be delicious anymore, as long as it is drinkable.

"Should be able to drink." Kong Lun said, "I've seen it several times, children buy this kind of thing to drink at the canteen after school."

After a pause, he said again: "It is said that drinking it will make people feel happy physically and mentally."

To be honest, I was even more confused after hearing his description.

Physical and mental pleasure is a good word, but why is it so awkward to use it here?

"Have you ever had a drink?" I asked.

Kong Lun shook his head.

"A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall." He said solemnly.

If you are afraid of death, just say it!Is it necessary to find a grandiose reason?

But having said that, I'm really curious about this black liquid.

There seems to be a "sizzling" sound in it?

I picked up the bottle and shook it, and the sound became more pronounced, and there were more air bubbles in the liquid.

"How do you drink this stuff?" I asked.

It is not so easy for Shu Ling to die. If something happens, it will be a big deal to ask Kong Lun to settle the score afterwards.

"You can drink it directly after unscrewing the cap," Kong Lun said.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but this guy seems to be sitting a little further away with the chair...

Is this a drink or a bomb? !

I collected myself and reached out to unscrew the bottle cap.

Just hearing a "bang", the foam in the bottle suddenly increased, and it even sprayed out from the bottle, splashing an unknown liquid all over my body.

Kong Lun and I looked at each other in blank dismay, unable to recover for a while.

The black liquid was slimy to the touch and made me feel like I had taken a bath in a pot of boiled paste, which was very uncomfortable.

"What the hell is this?" I asked. "Are you sure it's for drinking and not being used by the kids for a prank?"

"Sorry, when I watched them open the bottle cap, it didn't seem like this happened," he said.

So it's my fault for opening the bottle cap incorrectly?

I went to the toilet to wash my face, and when I came out, I saw Kong Lun pouring the liquid remaining in the bottle into the glass.

"Why do you still keep this thing? Be careful and wait for it to explode again." I said with lingering fear.

This black liquid is particularly difficult to clean. I still feel that sticky feeling on my body, which cannot be washed off.

"I still think this thing is drinkable." Kong Lun said, picked up the cup, put it to his mouth and took a sip.

crazy!This guy is absolutely insane!

What if the black liquid exploded in his stomach later?

I told him to spit out what he just drank, but he smacked his lips and told me that it tasted good.

"It's not as good as the legend says, but it's not bad," Kong commented.

Not hard to drink?This thing is obviously hard to drink at first sight!

"It's a bit like the taste of wine, but it doesn't taste like wine. Instead, it's sweet, like sugar water." Kong Lun said and handed me the glass, "Do you want to try it?"

I hesitated for a moment, then took the cup.

It's a big deal to explode together!Who is afraid of whom!

I closed my eyes and took a big sip, just like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, without any taste.

But the moment the liquid entered the mouth, the touch on the tip of the tongue was engraved in my mind.

I don't know how to describe that feeling, it's like there are bugs crawling on the tip of the tongue, it's a bit numb, but it's not disgusting.

After careful recollection, the sweet and greasy taste still seems to remain in the throat, as if taking a big mouthful of sugar.

"How does it taste?" Kong Lun asked.

"It's indescribable," I said.

It's really hard to describe the taste of this liquid. The taste is different from anything I know so far, but it can't be described as simply good or bad.

There is still a small half cup of black liquid left, and the two of us plan to put it in the refrigerator to observe what changes will happen.

The expected explosion did not happen, and Kong Lun and I did not feel any physical discomfort.

But those black liquids are really difficult to clean after they dry up, especially those stuck to the floor.

What the hell are we drinking!

Confucius said that this thing is called "Fat House Happy Water", and it will make people feel happy after drinking it.

happy?I don't feel that way.

In comparison, I feel that not wearing underwear brings me more happiness.

"Maybe it's because we can't appreciate some of the happiness of modern people." Kong Lun lay on the sofa and murmured, "It seems that we can't understand some of their thoughts."

"Like what?" I asked.

He glanced at me and said with a half-smile, "For example, why do you wear underwear."

Is he... targeting me?

"For another example, why do you deliberately perform some fake scenes and film them to scare people." I said.

As soon as Kong Lun heard this, he knew that I was joking at him, and his expression turned from embarrassment into anger, "I'm not scared!"

"Yes, yes, you are not scared, but you dare not pass in front of the TV after dark." I said lazily.

"That's because there is nothing to do at night, and I need to pass in front of the TV." He said, "Your attitude is really the same as the hero in the movie."

What does the hero in the movie look like?

I slept almost from beginning to end that day. I only knew that the movie was about a love story, but I really didn't pay much attention to the details.

"Whatever you think." I said, "Anyway, I'm just stating a fact, don't you Confucianists even let people tell the truth?"

"I didn't tell you not to tell the truth, but you can't make a fuss about nothing and talk nonsense!" Kong Lun said, "The hero in other movies hates the heroine because love is in his heart, so why are you arguing with me? "

Am I being rude?

If you think about it carefully, it seems to be a little bit.

By the way, I am not such a talkative person, and I rarely care about other people's ideas. Even if there are any differences in opinions, I am too lazy to argue.

Why is it that when I'm with Kong Lun recently, I always find topics to talk about intentionally or unintentionally?

Compared with that mysterious black liquid, talking to him seems to make me happier...

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