He entered a wealthy family by mistake

Da Siyu didn't expect that Byrne would suddenly grab the back of his head and light a cigarette for him. His expression was stagnant, and he looked at Byrne's face so close in surprise.

This was not the first time that he had been so close to Byrne, but this time it was different from the past. Byrne did not have his usual playful smile, but looked at him seriously, and the big hand holding the back of his head was hot.

Maybe he was too close and the room was too quiet, but he seemed to hear Byrne's heartbeat, which was very strong and beating very fast.

Byrne and Da Siyu looked at each other. He really wanted to throw away the cigarette from Da Siyu's mouth and kiss those lips, but he didn't do that. He calmly let go of the back of Da Siyu's head and leaned back. The man on the sofa looked out of the floor-to-ceiling window and continued to smoke, without looking at Da Siyu.

Da Siyu didn't say anything. He wanted to take a puff of cigarette to calm down, but unexpectedly he choked and coughed violently.

"Cough cough cough..."

Da Si put his hand to his mouth and coughed laboriously as he sat.

Byrne reached out and took the cigarette from Da Siyu's hand, put out his almost finished cigarette, smoked Da Siyu's cigarette with a cold expression, poured a glass of water for Da Siyu, and handed it to Da Siyu. .

Da Siyu coughed several times before taking the water. He raised his head and took a couple of uncomfortable sips. He coughed until his eyes were filled with tears and his eyes were a little red.

Byrne's peripheral vision glanced at Si Yu's expression, and his Adam's apple rolled instantly.

He quickly looked away and looked at Jing Ye outside the window and took several puffs of cigarettes. He originally wanted to smoke to calm down, but as soon as Da Siyu came over, he became completely disobedient and all he could think about was Da Si. The corners of Yu's eyes were red.

And Da Siyu didn't know that his move would mess up Byrne's mind. He just couldn't sleep and wanted to smoke a cigarette. He didn't expect Byrne to suddenly light a cigarette for him in that way. He was a little scared. So he choked on the cigarette, even if he didn't smoke it, he still coughed and his throat hurt.

Da Siyu looked down at the water in the cup, took a sip, and then another sip, drinking the water silently.

Da Siyu didn't take the initiative to speak, nor did he say anything. The two of them just sat like this, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Da Siyu was inexplicably uncomfortable with this kind of atmosphere. After all, the usual Byrne had already teased him, or else he was unforgiving, but now it was as if Byrne didn't exist and he was the only one.

Da Siyu's hands holding the cup were clenched, and he looked down at the water inside without making a sound. His thumb pressed hard against his index finger without raising his head.

He didn't know how to get along with Byrne and how to break the silence.

Usually Byrne takes the initiative to find the topic, even if he doesn't talk much, it's always lively.

Da Siyu suddenly raised his head and glanced at Byrne's injured arm. After looking at the arm, he looked at Byrne's face. But Byrne was looking out the window and smoking and ignored him. He could only see Byrne's cold profile, and he couldn't take the initiative to speak. say.

Even when he was with He Jiao in the past, it was He Jiao who was talking and clinging to him. He was always the passive one, because when he was with He Jiao, he himself was not that old, and he was at the age when he first started to fall in love. Later, He Jiao passed away. He was imprisoned for another nineteen years and knew nothing about this aspect.

He was like a bird whose wings had been broken, and was forced to be locked in a cage before it was fattened. He had never seen the colorful world outside, and what he saw when he looked up was only the sky as big as the mouth of a well.

In the past nineteen years, he has met only a handful of people, such as Byrne Yechi and the Knight. These are the same people over and over again. Life seems to be playing in a loop.

Byrne, who was smoking and not looking at Da Siyu, scratched his head irritably. He didn't know what was wrong with him, he was in a bad mood for no reason.

damn it! Isn’t it because of dissatisfaction with desires?

Byrne had a headache. After all, a big man like Da Siyu was sitting next to him. He could smell the faint scent of shower gel on Da Siyu, but he couldn't touch it. This was simply worse than giving him a knife. It was too torturous.

The smoke in Byrne's mouth blew out faster and faster, and he became more and more irritable.

After hastily finishing the cigarette that Da Siyu had smoked, Byrne wanted to smoke again, but Da Siyu took a step ahead of him and confiscated the cigarette, "Your wound is not healed."

Byrne was a little angry when he heard this, and asked Da Siyu funnyly, "You are not my wife. Do you care whether my wound heals quickly or slowly?"

Hearing the sneers made Da Siyu embarrassed, but in fact it was as if his heart had been cut open and blood was flowing all over the floor.

Damn it, why are you angry with him.

Byrne regretted it after saying this, and looked aside and plucked his hair vigorously.

Da Siyu was not angry when he heard this. He knew that Bai En was deliberately making him angry.

He lit a cigarette by himself and smoked while coughing. After a while, his eyes became red again.

"If you don't know how to smoke, don't smoke."

Byrne angrily took the cigarette from Da Siyu's hand, put it out and threw it into the ashtray on the coffee table.

The reason why he didn't smoke it himself was because Da Siyu just said that he wouldn't be allowed to smoke it. He always couldn't see Da Siyu being sad, so he finally chose to listen to Da Siyu's words.

"Damn it! I will fall into your hands for the rest of my fucking life."

Byrne leaned against the sofa and raised his head, covering his eyes with his arms. His voice sounded sad and uncomfortable, but also very soft, as if he had accepted his fate.

Da Siyu lowered his head and said nothing, because he didn't know what to say, and even Bain wouldn't listen if he said he didn't want Bain to like him.

Byrne listened to him in everything, but he never gave in on this matter.

"I have been thinking about what I should do to be worthy of you, and then I came to the conclusion that I have the power and cultivate myself into a madman who everyone respects, who can keep you safe and make you worry-free. , this way I can stand by your side openly."

"But I forgot, you are also afraid of crazy people."

Byrne, who covered his eyes with his arms and leaned his head on the sofa, said, sounding very depressed, and his eyes seemed to be red.

"I'm not afraid"

"No, you're afraid of me."

Da Siyu wanted to explain anxiously, but Byrne interrupted him.

"I remember that on your twentieth birthday, I rushed back to the Duke's Palace covered in blood. I wanted to celebrate your birthday before twelve o'clock, and wanted to spend your first birthday with you as just the two of us, but I saw You were shaking and saw nothing but fear in my eyes.”

"I stood at the door of your room, unable to take a step. My body was stiff, and the darkness seemed to be distorted all around. I wanted to open my mouth to explain but couldn't say a word. I was very scared, afraid that you wouldn't want me."

At this point, Byrne tugged his lips slightly, took his arms away from his eyes, and looked at Da Siyu with a bitter smile.

Da Siyu's eyes instantly turned red. He remembered that from that day on, Byrne wore clean clothes every day. He never went out on many missions on his birthday, and even if he had to go out, he would not come back covered in blood.

Da Siyu didn't know why Byrne had changed so much. He thought that Byrne had begun to pay attention to appearance, but he didn't expect that Byrne did that because he was afraid.