Chapter 188: Lustful
When the boy was in his early twenties, he met two friends who greatly influenced him. Both of these people were girls, and their experiences were very similar; they both married and had children early, divorcing more than half a year after giving birth.
Because he had elders to support and young children to care for, the pressure of life was immense, so he later entered the entertainment industry, meaning he accompanied people in KTVs.
The boy wasn’t familiar with either of them at first; he went along with others a few times before becoming acquainted.
Whenever the boy went to sing, he would deliberately seek them out to drink with them. He didn’t do anything else; he just wanted them to be bullied less. Since he found them, they didn’t have to accompany others.
Sometimes, when these two friends weren’t around, if the boy’s buddies called him for companionship, he would call others for them. It wasn’t for any other reason; it was simply because they were all big guys, and drinking alone wasn’t fun.
He never bullied them; he treated them like friends with respect, just chatting.
Then one day, one of his two friends said to him, “Buddy, why are you so foolish? When you’re good to people, they don’t appreciate it. Later, they’ll curse you behind your back, calling you an idiot. They’ll say, ‘Today we met a big idiot,’ and then they won’t touch you or do anything, and they’ll be very polite, saying it’s too easy to make money, and so on. In short, there’s no good word. Don’t be so naive anymore and think everyone is that good. Who understands you when you try to understand them? They’re just cursing you.”
After hearing this, the boy didn’t take it too seriously. Seeing that he was still foolish, his friend grabbed his hand and pressed it directly onto her chest, even pinching it.
The boy’s face immediately turned bright red, and he awkwardly and helplessly apologized to his friend.
But they didn’t take it seriously at all. They even showed the boy their underwear, telling him the underwear was thick and he wouldn’t feel anything. They told him not to take it to heart and that it was just to teach him how to bully people, hahahaha, damn it. Now, when the boy thinks about it, he feels a bit helpless.
All these little things he learned about being bad were taught by his friends, and they were female friends. You can imagine how proper he must have been back then.
It’s not that he dared not, it’s just that he didn’t want to bully people. He felt that others did this to make a living, and who would do this if they had money?
His friend truly treated the boy as a buddy, actually using such a method to teach him how to be bad. It was precisely because of this incident that the boy later always observed people’s facial expressions. As soon as he saw a hint of a meaningful look, he would bully them.
From a gentle demeanor, he instantly transformed into a rascally scoundrel. He had a history of being involved in less savory activities, so this was easy for him. His aura changed completely into that of a pure thug.
What about the other friend? It was similar with her. The boy was also very good to her. Whenever she went back to her hometown, the boy would find her to have meals and get together, without any hint of looking down on anyone. This friend was a bit corrupt in society and had gotten involved with bad things.
When they drank together, she said to the boy, “Buddy, you absolutely must not touch this stuff. Don’t believe anyone who tries to fool you. I can’t quit now; if I don’t have some every day, I lose my spirit and feel uncomfortable all over. It’s really, really unbearable. Do you know why I was with my previous partner? He was into this stuff. He’s gone, and he’ll never get out of this in his life; even if he doesn’t die, it’s for life. I wasn’t involved; I was with him because I could do it without spending money. Listen to me, you must never touch this in your life. If I find out you have, I’ll definitely lose it with you. It’s mild if I curse you or hit you. You absolutely must not touch it. You won’t get out. I’ve tried it; my whole body felt like it was being bitten by ants. Not everyone can endure that kind of pain. If you truly consider me a friend, then please don’t touch it.”
When the boy first made friends, he was very open, associating with people from all walks of life. At that time, he had one principle for making friends: no matter what they did, he wouldn’t get involved, but he would accept anyone who genuinely wanted to be his friend.
The facts also proved that the saying “bitches are unfeeling and actors are disloyal” doesn’t refer to such people, but rather to those whose hearts have turned bad.
Otherwise, how could these two girls have treated him like this? And how could they have said such things to him?
It can be said that in every profession, there are good and bad people. It’s just that sometimes, the good ones, in order to protect themselves, also learn to be bad.
One cannot define a person as bad simply by what they do. As long as they do not harm others or scam people, it is never too late to turn back.
Later, both of the boy’s friends gradually became estranged from him. If the boy didn’t look for them, they wouldn’t contact him, and they wouldn’t say where they were going, until contact was completely lost.
Why? Because they knew they were on a path of no return. They were afraid that if the boy kept hanging out with them, he might be led astray. Even if they couldn’t be friends with the boy anymore, they didn’t want to pull him down with them.
How do you distinguish between bad people and good people? Someone you’ve known and been very close to since childhood might deceive you for personal gain without you even noticing, yet these two friends he met later opened their hearts to him like this. People, sigh, it’s truly strange.
Later, the boy came to understand. It was other people’s business if they called him an idiot; he just needed to be true to himself.
Consequently, when many people invited the boy out, he would still tell them, “Young ladies, whether you’re younger sisters or elder sisters, you don’t need to treat me like you do others. Just consider me a friend and chat casually.”
They politely poured him drinks, and he poured them drinks, also politely. They were very grateful that he could respect them like that; some even couldn’t help but shed tears. One elder sister said she had been in this line of work for over ten years and had never met anyone like him who could respect her. Others, younger sisters, not only refused payment but said they wanted to sleep with the boy no matter what. Oh my god…
This guy’s experiences before his enlightenment were truly legendary. He’s Er Bai, and if he didn’t talk about these things, no one would have imagined that someone could have such an interesting experience.
It’s not that he wasn’t lustful; if you pure seduces him, he would sometimes be a bit… Well, that was a few years after his first relationship ended in heartbreak, a young man in his prime, and girls were often active, who could resist that?
Sometimes he could control himself, and sometimes, after drinking, when the lecherous ghost took over, he couldn’t.
Oh dear, there were so many such things. For example, sometimes he would be far from home, and the trip back would cost dozens, so he would often stay in foot massage places, renting the cheapest room for overnight stays, and then let the technician girl hang out with him or just lie down, without needing to bother with him.
After it was all done, he didn’t know if they found him good-looking or what, but they’d always lean close to him. Sometimes, out of boredom, he’d hold them. At that time, he felt extremely insecure. He’d just hold them without doing anything, just a dry embrace.
However, as time went by, and after drinking some more, when the atmosphere was right, they would start to take out their “weapons” and spar. And this was in a respectable place!
In such respectable establishments, there were even two or three girls who wanted to get involved with him. I really don’t know what kind of charm this kid had; he didn’t know himself either. He was a bit flirtatious, but every time it was the other person initiating it. This is really…
However, after the storms, he was very grateful to these people. After all, during the boy’s lonely days, these people had given him warmth. No matter what kind of warmth it was, it warmed him. He too… damn, he can’t say more, this guy is a bit embarrassed.
In short, he was very good, very corrupt, very proper, and also very lustful. Even Big Brother couldn’t quite describe this person. During those years, he was both righteous and unrighteous. Righteous in that he wouldn’t have bad intentions towards people around him or their partners, and unrighteous in that some girls he met were quite manipulative.
This reminded him of what an old monk had said: “Before this humble monk became a monk, he was also a lecherous person.”
Hahahaha, one can’t say he regretted it. After achieving enlightenment, he felt that back when he knew nothing, all those trivial matters were truly meaningless, not as enjoyable as reading a book and learning.
Similarly, he also understood why. His peach blossom luck was very, very long, to a frightening extent. Now, he rarely interacts much with any girl. Even with very good friends, he speaks little. It’s not that he’s afraid of attracting too much romantic attention; he just feels unwilling to chat about trivial matters with anyone. He can still discuss serious matters or things related to cultivation, but he prefers tranquility for other topics.
