After rebirth, the leader only wants to be with the shadow guard

At dawn, although Ying Shiyi was acupunctured by Lou Jingyu to induce sleeping, he did not sleep for long before getting up, as if he could sense that Lou Jingyu had left even in his dream.

When I woke up, I found that it was true. My master was not around, and I couldn't help feeling disappointed.

When Mingyue came to call him for dinner, he didn't want to eat. He was in a bad mood and had not slept well the night before, so he had no appetite.

But then he remembered that his master was angry with him because he had hurt himself, so he forced himself to get up and eat a bowl of porridge.

I didn't taste anything and just swallowed it whole.

After eating, I felt dizzy and lay down on the bed again.

There was still the scent of incense from the master's clothes on the bed, and I felt a little more at ease when I lay on the bed.

Later, I felt hot, my head was dizzy, my arms were itchy, and I felt uncomfortable all over.

I miss my master.

Where is the master?

His heart was like a small boat drifting in the vast ocean, rising and falling with the waves, seemingly unable to reach the shore forever.

It was not until this moment, in the arms of his master, that he felt he had found a direction.

The rough sea seemed to become calm at this moment.

He slowly approached his master and finally felt the warmth in the familiar embrace. The boat also docked in the warm harbor.

His heart finally settled down.

He buried his head in Lou Jingyu's chest, feeling the familiar heartbeat. He wrapped his arms around Lou Jingyu's neck and sobbed, saying "please don't leave him."

Hearing this, Lou Jingyu felt a little sour in his heart.

He truly placed this person at the top of his heart, as if he could empathize with the person.

He hugged Ying Shiyi tightly and comforted him.

"Of course I won't give you up. Our Eleven is so well-behaved and cute. How can I bear to give you up?"

"But the master was not here in the morning."

His words were full of grievance and sounded pitiful.

Lou Jingyu felt his movements and held his arms tightly around his neck. Knowing that he was really scared, he hugged him even tighter.

"I had something to do this morning, and I wanted us to sleep a little longer, so I didn't call you. It wasn't intentional. I was wrong, okay? I apologize to Eleven."

Ying Shiyi pouted her little mouth and whined as she nudged herself into his arms, calling him "Master" over and over again.

There is no special meaning, I just want to call him, as if he only feels comfortable when I call him these two words.

Lou Jingyu responded patiently.

"Master, don't apologize. Master is not wrong."

Ying Shiyi's thoughts seemed to slow down, and it took him a long time to speak.

At this time, he still remembered that he didn't want Lou Jingyu to apologize. He couldn't bear to see his master speaking in such a humble manner.

Even if you do it willingly, it won't work.

Lou Jingyu's heart softened and he grabbed his hand and kissed the back of it.

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Eleven, are you feeling uncomfortable? Let's lie down for a while, okay?"

Lou Jingyu wanted to lay him flat on the bed, but Ying Shiyi refused to let go and held him tightly.

"Master, don't, um..."

The sounds came from the throat, and Lou Jingyu was at a loss when he heard it. He had to give up and continue holding the person.

He used his free hand to press the wet towel on Ying Shiyi's forehead, fearing that the towel would fall off.

If you don’t want to lie down, then don’t lie down. As long as Eleven is happy.

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you, but why don't you lie down? It's more comfortable when you lie down. I won't run away. I'll always be by your side."

Ying Shiyi shook his head stubbornly.

"Master, I was so scared when you were not around. I wanted to hug you."

It was only at this time that Ying Shiyi's mind became a little confused due to the fever, so he revealed his vulnerable side to Lou Jingyu.

There is no concealment, no repression or restraint, just say whatever comes to mind.

It's a rare frankness.

And very clingy.

Lou Jingyu gently stroked his back to comfort him, remembering Ying Shiyi's previous inconsistency.

He said, "You were afraid when I was not around, so why did you let me get married and have children? Wouldn't you be afraid when I was not around?"

It would have been fine if he hadn't asked. As soon as he asked, Ying Shiyi's eyes welled up with tears. He looked at Lou Jingyu with wet eyes and began to sob.

The curled eyelashes were stuck together into clusters by tears, and the eye circles and nose tip were red, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

This was the first time in Ying Shiyi's life that he felt such outward emotions.

He felt as if he had become squeamish.

It’s all the master’s fault.

As long as he showed the slightest sign of sadness, his master would coax him as if he were facing a great enemy and keep him happy.

If I were normal I would restrain myself, just like I did in the past few days.

But I'm sick now and my brain can't think so much.

She blinked her big eyes twice and tears fell like pearls.

A person who is usually cold and hard, but the tears he shed are hot.

The warm tears fell on Lou Jingyu's collar, leaving a stain on the fabric, dyeing the blue embroidered silk into a dark color.

Lou Jingyu was so frightened that he immediately raised his hands in surrender and reached out to wipe his tears in panic.

But his tears kept falling, and he felt his fingers were soaked with tears. He helplessly took out a handkerchief from his bosom to wipe his face.

"My eyes are swollen from crying."

Lou Jingyu's voice was a little hoarse, and he felt very heartbroken.

He didn't want Ying Shiyi to suffer any grievances, but now looking at Ying Shiyi's tears, he knew that he had many grievances in his heart.

Holding the man on his lap, Lou Jingyu patted him gently to comfort him.

He didn't dare to ask Eleven to stop crying, thinking that crying might make her feel better, so he could only comfort her while wiping her tears.

The 11th Company cried quietly, not shouting and making a noise like the others, but just an occasional sob in the throat and her tears fell quietly.

"Eleven, be good. I only want you, not anyone else. Don't be afraid. I know you are a little liar who says one thing and means another. I won't take your words seriously."

Lou Jingyu kept chattering and coaxing people.

Ying Shiyi then slowly calmed down, holding Lou Jingyu's clothes in her hands, crying and sniffling, and said unreasonably: "Master, I am not a liar, I will not lie to you."

Lou Jingyu was amused by him and his complexion finally looked better. Seeing that he no longer called himself "subordinate", he rubbed his face and hoped that he would be so honest after he sobered up.

Lou Jingyu changed a wet towel to wipe the man's face. His little Eleven had cried from a clean little rabbit to a little cat.

"Master, do you really only want me?" Ying Shiyi was still a little bit incredulous.

Lou Jingyu didn't dare tease him anymore and said affirmatively: "Of course, no matter what Eleven thinks, I will only have you. You know I am very strong."

"So let's not say those things anymore, okay? It makes you sad and I'm not happy either."

"Be honest with me," he added.

Ying Shiyi pursed her lips, the corners of her eyes were still red, and her expression seemed very conflicted.

"I don't want my master to be with someone else, but I'm being selfish."

Lou Jingyu took the towel off his forehead, tidied up the hair on both sides, and smiled when he heard this.

"People in love are all selfish. Eleven, I only want you, and you will only have me. Isn't it better if we are both selfish people?"