There is space for the married man

You Jingshu took out the rope from the back basket and tied it to a thick tree. He paced smartly and anxiously, calling at You Jingshu from time to time. You Jingshu patted its head and said, "I will immediately Just bring him back."

"Woo——" Clever rubbed against You Jingshu's palm, guarding the rope tied to the big tree, You Jingshu tied the other side of the rope around his waist, and then jumped down the hillside.

There is a sloping road on this hillside, and the end of the hillside is a cliff. If you are lucky and roll down the hillside, you will be blocked by trees. If you are unlucky, you will roll all the way into the cliff. Obviously Wen Lang is the unlucky one.

Through the clouds and mist, You Jingshu finally saw Wen Lang hanging on the cliff. Before he could be happy, he saw the arrow on Wen Lang's back clearly.

With his eyes fixed, he quickly slid to Wen Lang's side. Wen Lang drank the Lingquan and felt much better, but the moment he saw You Jingshu, he still couldn't help being wronged.

Facing the pursuit alone, taking down the arrow alone, and climbing up the cliff alone, none of these made him feel wronged, but the moment he saw You Jingshu, Wen Lang suddenly had a feeling in his heart. A sore emotion rushed straight into his brain, making him want to hug You Jingshu and let You Jingshu comfort him.

Being looked at by Wen Lang with the eyes of a newborn puppy, You Jingshu's heart was filled with distress and pity, he raised his hand and wiped Wen Lang's slightly reddened eyes with his thumb, "Don't be afraid, I am coming."

"En." Wen Lang's throat choked up.

You Jingshu knew that this was not a good place to talk, so he asked Wen Lang to lie on his back, and then tied the two of them together. Wen Lang rested his hands on You Jingshu's chest with his hands loose, and put his head on Youjing You Jingshu's sweat-drenched face meets You Jingshu's shoulders, and his black jade-like eyes seem to have been polished carefully, extremely bright.

Tightly pursing thin lips, drawing a resolute line, lying on You Jingshu's back, Wen Lang's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and he couldn't bear to look away.

With Wen Lang on his back, You Jingshu climbed up the cliff with difficulty with a rope. After he climbed up, his palms were bloody, and his whole body seemed to be fished out of the water.

The two who survived the catastrophe were sitting on the ground panting, Qiaoming saw Wen Lang rushing over, threw himself into Wen Lang's arms, and rubbed and licked him.

"Smart, smart, don't..." Wen Lang still had an arrow stuck in his back, so he couldn't make the injury worse.

You Jingshu stretched out his hand to grab Clever, and said weakly, "He's injured, don't jump on him."

Clever smelled the bloody smell all over Wen Lang's body, lowered his head guiltily, and let out a sobbing sound.

"Your hand..." When You Jingshu grabbed Clever, Wen Lang saw You Jingshu's bloody hand clearly, and his heart hurt like being pricked by a needle.

"It's okay, a small injury." You Jingshu didn't take this injury seriously, the pain in his hand reminded him that it wasn't a dream, Wen Lang was really found by him.

He stared straight at Wen Lang, but Wen Lang stretched out his hand to hold You Jingshu's hand. You Jingshu suddenly felt a tingling pain in his palm, and when Wen Lang moved his hand away, his palm had already started to scab.

After a while of silence, You Jingshu looked at Wen Lang, "Is it that secret?"

"En." Wen Lang nodded.

After the two rested for a while, You Jingshu walked to Linxi Village with Wen Lang on his back.

You Jingshu didn't say a word along the way, Wen Lang lay on his back, but felt very relieved, he lightly rubbed You Jingshu's neck with his fingers, "You've lost weight."

You Jingshu's body froze for a moment, and he replied in a low voice, "Yes."

Wen Lang put his arms around his neck and buried his face on the back of his neck, "I'm sorry..."

Sorry to scare you, sorry to make you so sad.

You Jingshu didn't answer the words, but quietly carried him on his back and walked home, cleverly following beside the two of them.

It wasn't until he saw Linxi Village that You Jingshu said, "There will be no next time."

There will be no next time, he will never put Wen Lang in danger again, nor will he let Wen Lang go.

Wen Lang responded sullenly, "En."

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The news that Wen Lang was found by You Jingshu spread quickly throughout Linxi Village as if he had grown wings. Lizheng and the respected old people in the village all rushed to Youjia to visit Wen Lang. Those who wanted to see Wen Lang The villagers all crowded at the door and refused to leave.

Dr. Wu was quickly invited by Jiang Kui to help Wen Lang remove the arrow from his back.

"It's really strange. His pulse condition is very stable, he doesn't seem to be seriously injured." Every time Dr. Wu sees Wen Lang, he doubts his medical skills.

You Jingshu naturally knew that it was thanks to Wen Lang's secret, but he couldn't tell Dr. Wu, only that Wen Lang might be in good health.

Wen Lang injured his shoulder last time, and this time he injured his back, so he had to recuperate on his stomach again.

You Mingyuan went to see Lizheng and the others, and said that Wen Lang was seriously injured and was still in a coma, but after Dr. Wu's treatment, there was no serious problem, so let them rest assured.

Li Zheng also knew that the You family was busy at the moment, so he didn't stay to disturb them any more, and left with a few old people in the village, and at the same time told the villagers that Wen Lang was fine.

"Brother Lang needs to recuperate, everyone, don't gather around here, let's all go away."

"Lizheng, is Brother Lang really alright? When Mr. You carried him back just now, I saw an arrow sticking out of his back."

"What? Brother Lang has an arrow stuck in his back, and he disappeared for another three days, but he still survived? This is truly God's blessing."

"Brother Lang was seriously injured before, and he will definitely be able to save himself this time."

The villagers talked one after another, and gathered around the door, unwilling to leave.

Li Zheng assured again and again that with Dr. Wu around, Wen Lang would be fine, so they reluctantly went home.

When Wen Langmi woke up, he heard a group of people crying beside the bed.

Isn't he still dead?Why are you crying?

"Brother Lang?! Are you awake? How do you feel? Does it hurt?" Song Lingwan was the first to notice that Wen Lang's eyelids moved.

"Mother..." Wen Lang called out hoarsely.

This sound made Song Lingwan cry even harder, "Hey, mother is here."

"Why did you let me go at that time? I didn't want to go at all!" You Jingyue was both shocked and scared, and now that Wen Lang was finally found, she couldn't hold back her tears anymore, and she fell down patter.

Wen Lang didn't explain, and let him cry. You Jingyue knew what was going on at the time, and Wen Lang had to do that. If he could get out of his body, why would Wen Lang not want to live.

"Brother Wen, are you in pain? Yunwei will show you." There were tears on You Yunwei's soft face.

Wen Lang raised his hand to wipe her tears, "Brother Wen doesn't hurt, thank you Yunwei."

You Jingyang stared, pursed his lips, and stood alone beside him with puffed cheeks. Wen Lang knew that this guy was holding back tears at a glance.

"I haven't seen Yang Yang for a few days, let brother Wen see if he has grown taller again?" Wen Lang tugged at You Jingyang's little hand.

How can it be possible to grow taller in three days, You Jingyang nodded solemnly and said, "I have grown taller."

Wen Lang laughed, and touched his little face, "I'm sorry, Brother Wen scared you."

The twins shook their heads in unison, "It's not Brother Wen's fault, it's the bad guys' fault."

"Go out and play for a while. Brother Wen just woke up and needs to rest." You Jingshu walked in with porridge.

You Jingyue immediately took the two children out, Song Lingwan wiped her tears with a handkerchief and said, "Let me come, Jingshu, you go and rest for a while, you haven't closed your eyes for a few days."

"It's okay, mother, it's time for you to drink the medicine. Dad will heat the medicine for you in the kitchen." You Jingshu wanted to keep staring at Wen Lang to make sure that he was safe and well under his nose.

Song Lingwan knew how stubborn You Jingshu was, so she sighed and didn't persuade Wen Lang any more. She tucked the quilt up for Wen Lang and said, "When you recover from your injury, mother will cook something delicious for you."

"Well, thank you, mother." Wen Lang replied obediently.

"Silly boy, thank you, as long as you are safe and sound." Song Lingwan patted his head, got up and walked outside.

After Song Lingwan left, Wen Lang asked You Jingshu, "Mother is sick?"

"Well, it's okay, just take a few doses of medicine to recuperate." You Jingshu didn't elaborate.

However, Wen Lang guessed that it probably had something to do with him, and he lowered his eyes guiltily, not knowing what he was thinking.

You Jingshu scooped up a spoonful of porridge with a spoon, blew on it before feeding it to Wen Lang's mouth, Wen Lang was thinking about something, and subconsciously opened his mouth.

After eating, he realized that You Jingshu was feeding him.

"I'll do it myself."

You Jingshu avoids his outstretched hand, "Be obedient."

Those two simple words made Wen Lang's ears burn.

The two finished feeding the bowl of porridge quietly and silently, and You Jingshu even wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, his movements were gentle and meticulous, it can be said that he was meticulous.

Wen Lang felt that You Jingshu's attitude towards him had changed a bit.

He lowered his head and thought, probably because he frightened him.

Wen Lang's eyes were dim, he stared at his fingers for a while, and You Jingshu came in with the fried medicine.

The dark medicine filled the whole room with a strong bitter taste, and Wen Lang could imagine how bitter the medicine was before he drank it.

When the medicine was not hot, Wen Lang was afraid that it would be more bitter if You Jingshu fed him spoonful by spoonful, so he directly asked You Jingshu to bring the medicine to him, and drank it all in one breath.

The bitter taste of the medicine churned in his mouth, Wen Lang felt a little nauseous, almost spit out the medicine, a piece of candy touched his lips.

"Open your mouth."

Hearing You Jingshu's voice, Wen Lang subconsciously followed his orders, the sweetness in his mouth gradually diluted the bitterness in his mouth.

After drinking the medicine, You Jingshu fetched a basin of hot water and wiped off the blood on Wen Lang's face and hands. He was silent and careful, and Wen Lang looked at his side face with a dull pain in his heart. With a hint of sourness.

You Jingshu's eyes were black and blue, his lips were pale and bloodless.

He tore the fairy out of the mortal world, but he was not happy.

There was a burst of warmth on the face, it was You Jingshu's hand, "Why do you look like you are about to cry?"

Wen Lang shook his head, and buried his face in You Jingshu's palm, "You Jingshu, I'm so selfish."

You Jingshu stared at him quietly, if Wen Lang was selfish, there would be no magnanimous people in this world, but he would rather Wen Lang be a little more selfish and not have to worry so much.

Wen Lang raised his red eyes, looked at You Jingshu and said, "I want you, but I don't want to give it to anyone."

"Then don't give it, let me belong to you." You Jingshu lowered his head, their eyes met, their foreheads touched, and they could smell the bitterness of the traditional Chinese medicine on Wen Lang's body while breathing.

The distance between the two is very close, as long as they move forward, they can kiss each other's lips, You Jingshu didn't move, he quietly waited for Wen Lang to take that step on his own initiative.