B. The Secular (21)
Ordinary K-shaped trains, ordinary high-back hard seats, ordinary double-glazed windows, everything is ordinary, the only thing that is not ordinary is me pretending to be an ordinary passenger.
I don't know if my decision is right or wrong, but I am convinced that my decision will make Chinese Buddhism reach a new height, just like Master Xuanzang learning scriptures from the West, like Jianzhen Dongdu, Su Wu shepherd, Huo Quai's wolf * Xu, Li Jing's night attack. It seems to be just a simple decision, but this decision has far-reaching significance, perhaps after my decision, even God has to say a few words aloud: Amitabha!
Sitting opposite was a woman with a baby, the baby was still breastfeeding, the sound of the clangling train woke up the child, he cried loudly, the woman, not taboo undressed, put a black-headed 'grape' into the baby's mouth, full of milk became extremely huge breasts, suddenly blocked the baby's mouth, wow wow wow wow cry became dull, not afraid of suffocation.
I peeked out from behind my sunglasses, black? This is beyond my realization, is it the same as grapes, which become darker when ripe?
The woman sensed that I was looking at her, and undressed herself so that the other side was naked.
I was a little jealous in my heart, women's innate advantages make them have more pectoral muscles than men, no matter how much I exercise, my pectoral muscles can't surpass hers.
It is impossible to inject milk, and it becomes incomparably high and full of snow white, and the black grapes on the top are really black and white! Suddenly, I don't want to go to Dengfeng, Henan, to see through the red dust! Seeing through the red dust, how many people can really see through the red dust, and I haven't gone through the red dust, what can I do to see through it?
I have a strange affection for children in my heart, and I can't tell whether it is the love of adults for children, or the incomparably rich maternal love in my body.
It's just that there is an emotion, an indescribable touch, I just want to hug the baby tightly and soothe him with my chest.
Bang dang, bang dang, the train carries the sadness, happiness and expectation of countless people, rushing forward monotonously and non-stop, and I am hidden in the crowd of beings, without taking off my disguise, no one will know that there is a peerless me in this ordinary train.
The child's eyes were pure and bright, sucking the milk and still whimpering and crying, twisting his head to look at me vigorously, and his eyes were dark and unblinking, as if he had peeked into my secret.
I smiled under the mask, and from the outside I just nodded my head slightly, and the baby immediately danced with his hands, saliva and milk sucked into his mouth.
It's also a little pervert!
I blinked my eyes, although the sunglasses obscured my myriad of charms, but I knew that the baby could feel it, it was a secret between the two of us, as if there was telepathy, and in an instant we had a thousand heart-to-heart exchanges, which was a wonderful feeling, only pure me, and a little baby who had not experienced the prosperity of the world, could feel it.
Two people who were as pure as a snow-white white paper, on the train, in full view of everyone, secretly communicated with each other with their spiritual feelings, he told me the sweetness of breast milk, and I told others the beauty of the world.
I didn't tell him about the dangers of the world, and I couldn't bear to tarnish the purity of a baby.
Suddenly, in the baby's heart, I felt a strange feeling secretly sprouting, what was that, I quietly touched it, it turned out to be the sweetness of love.
Oh, my God! I was speechless and exclaimed, he wouldn't fall in love with me at first sight, would he?