Chapter 83: Two-faced

I was stunned when I looked at Huigen, and then my anger shot up. The next moment, I slapped Huigen on the head without hesitation: “What a sight! Take off that piece of cloth on your head.”

Hearing this, Hui Gen’er took off his sunglasses, looked at me with great grievance, and said, “Oh, no, brother, you can’t be serious.”

Yes, I initially suspected that this kid wasn’t Hui Gen, but after he took off his sunglasses, I knew I was right. Who else could this be but Hui Gen? At 18, he was no longer a little round egg. His round face had become clear and handsome, but it still seemed a little green.

But nothing has changed. His big eyes are very refreshing, and his thick eyebrows make him look less flighty. His nose is still very straight, his mouth is small, and there are already some sparse whiskers on his upper lip.

He is about 1.75 meters tall. If it weren’t for his old habit of jumping on me at the first sight, I would not find anything familiar about him. He looks like a rascal.

What’s he wearing? A piece of cloth on his head with stars on it. If he weren’t a boy, I’d ask him if he’s in confinement.

He was wearing a pair of horn-rimmed glasses, two hoops in one ear, nothing in the other, a headset around his neck, and a big T-shirt with a hook on it. I recognized it as a Nike!

Then he was wearing jeans, I don’t know what brand they were, but the crotch was almost down to his knees.

He was wearing a pair of colorful sneakers. I took a quick look and said, “I recognize them. They’re Li-Ning.”

This is the image of Hui Gen’er that appeared before my eyes. How could I not be angry? I guess Master Hui would fly into a rage if he saw the beard!

But when I asked him what he wanted to do, he said, “Oh, no!” in English, with a Shaanxi accent. I was about to laugh, but I said to him, “What do you mean by ‘leak’? There are only two options: first, you take off that rag on your head and come with me. Second, if you don’t take it off, I’ll just leave. You choose.”

Huigener helplessly shrugged his shoulders and took off the piece of rag on his head, revealing his round bald head. I finally saw a glimpse of his little round egg. Then he said to me, “Brother, are you jealous of my coolness?”

“Oh, I wouldn’t wear this even if you paid me 10,000 yuan.” I said with a cold face.

Hui Gen’er was about to say something else when two women walked past us, staring at Hui Gen’er’s bald head and whispering and laughing. Hui Gen’er didn’t mind, and waved to them, saying, “Hi, beautiful women…”

The two women burst into laughter. A fashionable woman who looked more unrestrained also waved and greeted Hui Gen’er, saying, “Hi, handsome boy.”

Hui Gen’er suddenly smiled and looked like a flower blooming on his face. I was speechless. If it weren’t for Hui’s uncle being as wretched as he is, I would suspect that Hui Gen’er had already returned to the secular world. I simply took Hui Gen’er in my arms and dragged him out of the airport.

In the car, I was wearing sunglasses and driving, while Huigen was saying to me all the way, “This car is so cool, this car is so cool…”

I swear I’m sick of the word “cool,” so I said, “What’s so cool about it? This isn’t your brother’s car, it’s your uncle Qin Huai’s car.”

“I told you, with your country bumpkin look, you can’t appreciate a BMW. You’re more suited to driving a Santana.” Hui Gen’er shook his head and said.

I swear, if I weren’t driving, I would strangle the little brat. But in fact, he was right. My car is a Santana, but what did the Santana do to anyone? Fuck!

Seeing that I was silent, Hui Gen commented, “Brother, are you trying to be cool? Do you like imitating Nicholas Tse too?” Then he was about to put on his headphones and listen to music.

“Who is Nicholas Tse?” Is he famous? Did I imitate him?

“No way, brother, are you that provincial? You’re a young hooligan! Haonan, don’t you know? “Before and After, Left and Right” is a cool song. I’m too low-key, so the world is too lonely, right? Are you sure you haven’t heard it?” Hui Gen looked surprised and sang a few lines of Cantonese for me to hear. Unfortunately, his Shaanxi-style Cantonese made it impossible for me to understand what he was singing. I just heard “is it?”

In addition, he mentioned a bunch of names, but I didn’t know who they were. I began to doubt myself, was I really that uncool?

I found that I and Huigen had nothing to talk about, so I asked, “What’s that colorful thing on your feet? Can’t boys’ shoes be plain?” As I asked this, I thought to myself, should I talk to Huigen, or should I let him stay with me for a while? I was afraid that Huigen would be contaminated by the social habits of the school and pollute his Buddhist heart.

“Brother, I really admire you. Can’t sneakers look good if they’re not colorful? It’s fashionable.” Hui Gen’er looked at me with disdain.

Okay, fashion! In fact, a year later at the Olympics, Li Ning launched a more colorful shoe to support the Chinese athletes. That shoe was called the butterfly shoe, and it was all the rage at the time. At that time, I was being stared at and urged by Jueyuan and Huigen to get them each a pair.

I drove directly to Master Liu’s place. After parking, Hui Gen’er got out of the car first, carrying a backpack. He was wearing headphones and listening to music, and he walked like he had springs in his feet, bouncing up and down.

I was worried again, so I walked over and took off his headphones, yelling, “Walk properly.”

Hui Gen’er said to me with an exaggerated expression: “Oh, no! Brother, I found that only I and Mr. Jueyuan can find a resonance with fashion, and you are a remnant of feudal society.”

A fashion resonance? Jueyuan? I saw Jueyuan constantly rearranging his clothes, pretending to be careless but telling me with a smug look that it was a Bonway expression! Fuck, is that fashion?

The remnants of feudal society? Me? If I wasn’t thinking that I was downstairs from Master Liu, I would have given this kid a good beating, but family scandals can’t be spread outside the family, so I endured it and just gave the kid a slap on the head.

He looked at me with a particularly ‘melancholy’ expression, but he didn’t dare to pretend to be a ‘spring man’ anymore.

When we got upstairs, it was still the same room. Master Liu was sitting behind the desk in his usual position. I led Hui Gen into the room. Before I could say anything, I heard Hui Gen say, “The person in the next room has a lot of grievances and is thin with anger! If they don’t resolve them in their lifetime, when their life span is over, it will be miserable.”

Master Liu’s expression changed and he asked me, “Chengyi, who is that strange little guy next to you?”

Before I could say anything, Hui Gen’er had already rushed forward, slapped the table and yelled, “Grandpa, look carefully. This is called fashion, not weird!”

Master Liu was stunned. I guess he was the same as me, the kind of person who couldn’t find a resonance with fashion, so he was also stunned and didn’t know how to respond.

I was so embarrassed that I dragged Hui Gen behind me and said, “You just stand there and be quiet.”

Hui Gen’er stuck out her tongue and wrinkled her nose, but she didn’t resist.

Then I said to Master Liu, “This is Huigen, the person I called to help Shen Xing.”

“Him?” Looking at Hui Gen’er’s outfit, Master Liu was obviously unconvinced of Hui Gen’er. If it weren’t for Hui Gen’er passing by Master Liu’s daughter’s room just now and feeling the resentment, with Master Liu’s strange temper, he could have blown Hui Gen’er out.

But who is Hui Gen? He is my younger brother. From the moment I met him, I have always loved him very much. I won’t allow others to doubt him. I’ll just defend him. I said to Master Liu, “Master Liu, he is Hui Jue’s only disciple. He is extremely talented, surpassing me.”

Sure enough, my words relaxed Master Liu’s expression. He was silent for a moment, then said, “Let him try.”

Hui Gen’er didn’t care at all whether Master Liu doubted his abilities. He just looked at me and said, “Brother, the one we’re going to help cross over this time is a suicide, right?”

I nodded!

Hui Gen’er didn’t say anything more. In this room, he took off his big T-shirt and pulled off his earrings. I only realized then that his earrings were the kind that were hooked on the ears, not that he had actually gone and had his ears pierced. At first, I wanted to talk about this issue. I don’t really understand the rules of Buddhism, but I always felt that piercing one’s ears seemed to be against the rules of Buddhism.

But this kid didn’t, and I was happy from the bottom of my heart.

But neither Master Liu nor I could figure out what Hui Gen was going to do. He calmly took out a monk’s robe from his bag, dressed himself, and then took out a string of beads and hung them around his neck.

“Amitabha.” After dressing, Hui Gen’er chanted a Buddhist mantra, and the whole person appeared benevolent and solemn.

A single Buddhist chant filled the room with a faint, peaceful atmosphere. This was the power of Hui Gen’er’s mind!