forbidden love

In the morning, the sun shines through the window and shines on the light blue bamboo bed. The bright light wakes up the little fish from his sleep. The little fish slowly opens his eyes, with a beautiful arc drawn at the corner of his mouth.

Last night he actually dreamed of Qingshan, Qingshan caressed him and kissed him, the real touch made Xiaoyu think that Qingshan actually came last night.

Xiaoyu tapped his lips, and smiled wryly in his heart, how could Qingshan come, his marriage with Yuwan has already been settled, and he should be busy with the marriage now, how can he have time to care about him.

"Little fish, are you awake?" Wang Jizhao said excitedly while holding the washbasin, "Get up and wash up, I made breakfast and medicine."

"Cough...you made breakfast!" Xiaoyu came back to his senses, and was a little puzzled when he saw the auspicious omen of the gray king on his face.

"Why, look down on me!" Wang Jizhao put down the washbasin towel, "Wait, I'll bring you the medicine. According to the prescription, three bowls of water boil one bowl of medicine, and I cooked it to perfection."

After Xiaoyu washed up and drank the medicine, Wang Jizhao had already put breakfast on the table.

"The porridge is a bit mushy, so you can eat some later." Wang Jizhao served Xiaoyu a bowl of porridge, peeled a hard-boiled egg and put it in the bowl, "I will definitely not boil it again next time."

"Unexpectedly, you can cook and cook medicine!" Xiaoyu was a little flattered!

"Small things like cooking and boiling medicine can still trouble this young master." Wang Jizhao looked at the thin little fish, and with a thought, he took Xiaoyu's hand and said suddenly, "You just wait, little fish, I will I will never mess around again in the future, I must be a good person, and I will impress you."

"Okay." Xiaoyu patted Wang Jizhao's hand and said with a smile, "Go and wash your face, it's all dust."

Xiaoyu is really happy for Wang Jizhao to grow up after a serious illness.

Wang Jizhao touched his face with his hands, his hands were covered with ashes, he smiled, took the small fish to use a towel, and washed his face directly.

"This is what I used, you don't change the water!"

"Don't change it, the one you used is clean, and the water is still fragrant."

"Who said just now that you have to change your past and start a new life, how can this become so glib again!"

"No way! I smelled it, but I'm telling the truth." Wang Jizhao put the towel on his face and took a deep breath, "It just smells, it's not wrong at all."

Xiaoyu shook his head, ignored Wang Jizhao's childish approach, and lowered his head to eat.

After breakfast, Wang Jizhao let Xiaoyu rest, and he cleaned the yard by himself. He knew that Xiaoyu liked to be clean, so he did the housework very carefully.

At noon, he had to learn to cook again. He said that Xiaoyu used to take care of him, but now that he is healed, it will be his turn to take care of Xiaoyu in the future.

Xiaoyu knew in his heart that although he was not infected with cold syndrome by Wang Jizhao now, it did not mean that the cold syndrome toxin was not dormant in his body, and maybe in the near future, he would have the onset faster than ordinary infected people.

"If there is a chance in the future." Xiaoyu said softly to Wang Jizhao, who is serious about cooking, "I will definitely try your cooking."

"Why is there no chance? There will be plenty of time in the future." Wang Jizhao said anxiously, "You have not been infected by me until now, so you will be fine."

Xiaoyu smiled, and said lightly: "Life and death are fate, wealth and honor are in the sky, you can't force it."

Wang Jizhao looked at the dejected and sad little fish, and felt sour in his heart. He always felt that the little fish was heartbroken to say these sad words.

"Little fish, do you hate me? Do you hate our Wang family?"

"Why do I hate you?"

"Our Wang family is sorry for you, and I caused you to become like this."

"It's not what you think it is."

"How is that?"

"This is a deal between me and your parents. When your father rescued my mother, I promised to be a slave to repay your royal family. Taking care of you is to get out of slavery and leave the royal family completely. When you recover from illness, we will settle our grievances." It was also the time when I left the Wang family."

"What kind of slavery?" Wang Jizhao was shocked, he didn't expect his parents to be so ruthless, forcing Xiaoyu to be a slave for life, "How could such a thing happen?"

"This is a private deal between me and your parents."

It's not something glorious, how could the Wang couple let others know.

Wang Jizhao sneered: "It turned out to be like this!"

It wasn't until today that he realized how selfish his parents were, and that it wasn't that Xiaoyu didn't want to leave the Wang family, but that he couldn't leave the Wang family. Before, he always thought that after Xiaoyu's mother died, Xiaoyu had no relatives in this world. I can only rely on their Wang family, Xiaoyu has no worries about food and clothing in their house, and it is good to have their Wang family's protection. Parents and elder brothers always say, "If it weren't for their Wang family, Xiaoyu would have starved to death on the street." He subconsciously thinks the same way. Looking back now, since Xiaoyu's mother died of illness, it seems that Xiaoyu has been paying for the Wang family. What did the Wang family give Xiaoyu?

Wang Jizhao's heart ached, he came to Xiaoyu, held Xiaoyu's hand tightly, and begged: "Xiaoyu, I know you really want to leave the Wang family, and I know that our Wang family is sorry for you, so don't leave in a hurry. How is the Wang family? Wait for me for three years, give me three years, and when I am capable, I will take you out of the Wang family, and let's go together, okay?"

Xiaoyu smiled lightly, shook his head firmly, and said, "Good omen, I did everything voluntarily. You don't owe me anything. You don't have to feel burdened or blame yourself. No matter what, I must leave the Wang family."

"Why do you have to leave the Wang family in such a hurry?" Wang Jizhao asked anxiously, he really couldn't bear Xiaoyu at this moment.

"Good omen, if I contract cold, do you think the Wang family will keep me?" Xiaoyu said, "I really want to leave the Wang family."

"Xiaoyu, it's not the Wang's who keeps you, I keep you. Even if you have a cold, I will try to save you. This yard is mine. You don't have to live in the Wang's, you can live here."

"What's the difference between that and staying in the Wang family? Whether it's the Wang family or here, I will never stay."

"Little fish..."

Xiaoyu insisted on leaving, Wang Jizhao was in a hurry, but there was nothing he could do. The family owed Xiaoyu too much these years, and it was only because he woke up too late.

"Xiaoyu, leave Wang's house, you have no relatives, where are you going?"

"The world is so big, there is always a place for me."

"Xiaoyu, can you really not wait any longer!" Wang Jizhao said urgently, "Maybe it won't take three years, two years will be fine." When he is able, he can take Xiaoyu and separate from his parents.

"No." Xiaoyu shook his head firmly.

Wang Jizhao suddenly asked: "Xiaoyu, have you already thought about where you want to go?"

Xiaoyu shook his head again, and said lightly, "No."

"Qingshan has always been very kind to you, will you go to Qingshan?" Wang Jizhao asked cautiously.

Xiaoyu was silent for a long time before saying: No. "

A few days later, Xiaoyu's cough was cured, but the person skipped the initial stage of cold syndrome and directly entered the erythema stage of cold syndrome.

At night, Xiaoyu suddenly had a fever, and his internal organs and abdomen ached like a knife, and the painful Xiaoyu broke out in a cold sweat.

In a daze, Wang Jizhao heard Xiaoyu's painful groans, he suddenly woke up, put on his clothes quickly, and lit the lamp.

Xiao Yu covered her stomach with her hands, curled up on the bed, her face was pale from the pain, her head was covered with sweat, and her lower lip was bleeding from biting.

"Little fish! What's the matter with you?" Wang Jizhao hugged Xiaoyu in his arms, and found that Xiaoyu's body was hot, so he hurriedly put his hands on Xiaoyu's forehead. Xiaoyu's forehead was terribly hot. Wang Jizhao asked anxiously: " Xiaoyu, why do you have a fever? What's wrong with you?"

Xiaoyu knew that the pain was caused by cold and fever, so he said weakly: "It's okay, just let me lie down for a while."

"It's hurting like this! He said it's okay." Xiaoyu was in such pain, Wang Jizhao also panicked, and hugged Xiaoyu even tighter, "Xiaoyu, I'll take you to see the doctor."

"It's useless, I have a cold attack."

"How is it possible! You have no warning at all, and you have been taking medicine to prevent it. How could it be a cold syndrome? You must have made a mistake!"

Xiaoyu opened his sleeves, and his snow-white arms were dotted with rashes. Wang Jizhao looked at it, and his eyes turned red.

"Xiaoyu, why didn't you tell me until now, why didn't you tell me earlier? I don't care, even if it's cold, I will save you, I won't let you die."

The onset of cold syndrome is fatal, and the internal organs are like knives. Wang Jizhao has experienced this kind of inhuman pain. At this moment, he can't wait to feel the pain for Xiao Yu.

"You put me down quickly, I can bear it."

Wang Jizhao was so angry that he didn't let go of Xiaoyu, but hugged Xiaoyu even tighter.

"Xiaoyu, why haven't you let me help you until now?"

"Stop making trouble, let me rest for a while, you are already well, you can leave here tomorrow, I have notified your parents yesterday, your parents will come to pick you up after dawn."

"No, Xiaoyu, I won't leave. If we want to leave, let's go together. I will definitely cure you."

"Don't be stupid, it's useless."

"I don't believe it. There are so many medicine talents on Qingshan Mountain who can always save you. If I ask him, he will definitely save you."

"Don't go, the medicine from him can't save me, don't waste time."

"Let's go to the pharmacy to buy the elixir. There will always be a solution." Wang Jizhao gently wiped the sweat off Xiaoyu's face with his hands, hugged Xiaoyu tightly, and begged, "Xiaoyu, please don't give up, please?"

Xiaoyu's mind was not clear from the pain, so she let Wang Jizhao hold her and said drowsily, "It's useless, I'm really tired!"

Xiaoyu is disheartened, has nothing to love in life, and has no desire to survive. Wang Jizhao is heartbroken and unwilling to ask: "Xiaoyu, is there no one in this world who you are worthy of nostalgia for, and whom you can rest assured of? You actually Don’t cherish your own life so much! Don’t want to live like this!”

Xiaoyu smiled wryly in her heart, how could she not, but after that person married a wife, she no longer belonged to her, and since she got this kind of disease, she couldn't even see that person, even if he died, he would stay far away from that person, and he must not let him The man was infected with a bit of the poison of cold syndrome, which put the man in danger.

Before dawn, Wang Jizhao ran out in a hurry to ask for a doctor in the town for Xiaoyu.

Please go back to the doctor. When Wang Jizhao returned to the small courtyard, there was no sign of Xiaoyu.

The empty courtyard was full of smoke, and in the corner, Mrs. Wang was wearing a mask, burning their used quilts and clothes.

Wang Jizhao hurriedly asked, "Mother, where is Xiaoyu?"

"Where did you go early in the morning?" Mrs. Wang didn't answer Wang Jizhao, she held her nose and said, "It's just a good illness, what are you running around..."

"I asked you, where is Xiaoyu?" Wang Jizhao interrupted Wang, and asked anxiously again.

"Let's go." Wang replied coldly.

Wang Jizhao's heart sank, and he shouted in dissatisfaction: "Mother, do you know? Xiaoyu has a cold. If he is not treated in time, he will die. He is so sick, how can you let him go?"

The doctor behind him heard that the patient had a cold, so he ran away.

"Don't run, come back!" Wang Jizhao ran to the door, did not hold the doctor, and shouted angrily, "Fuck, who made you go! What about your medical ethics..."

Mrs. Wang picked up the burned clothes, pointed to the doctor who ran far away, and said: "Good omen, do you see it? Anyone who sees a cold is not afraid. If the little fish doesn't leave, it is possible that he can infect us. You have been sick for more than a month. , Is the brain also sick and confused?"

"Confused!" Wang Jizhao sneered, and said, "If you want to say stupid, I used to be really confused, and I couldn't tell the good from the bad! My illness has woken me up completely, and only selfish and indifferent people like you can do it. Don't forget that such a ruthless thing happened, he is your son's savior. I am seriously ill. Have you ever looked at me and cared about me? As parents, you don't feel responsible ?"

After hearing what Wang Jizhao said, Mrs. Wang was taken aback for a moment, then became angry from embarrassment, and cursed: "You unfilial son, we have failed our duty, we don't care about you, your father and I will let Xiaoyu take care of you, in order to save your life, We sacrificed such easy-to-use regular workers for nothing, you don’t know how to feel sorry for your parents and forget about your hard work, and dare to accuse your parents of being ruthless and selfish. See how long you have been with Xiaoyu, and you have learned that he has no respect for elders. There is no law, people like him should go to hell long ago, even the sky will not keep him, die early and be clean!"

"You...you..."

Wang Jizhao turned around and left the small courtyard. His parents were really selfish and cold-blooded.

Wang Jizhao went to some sparsely populated places outside the village, looking for Xiaoyu everywhere anxiously, but he never found it.

When Xiaoyu passed away, it was obviously in the middle of cold syndrome. If it is not treated properly, Xiaoyu will die soon!

When Wang Jizhao came to the only ruined temple outside the village, he still didn't see Xiaoyu. Wang Jizhao was cold from head to sole.

At this time, he suddenly thought of Qingshan. Wang Jizhao ran up the mountain quickly and came to Qingshan's yard. He found that the yard was locked and dead leaves were all over the ground. It seemed that Qingshan hadn't been home for a long time.

Wang Jizhao was really anxious, and slammed the gate of the yard, sat down at the gate of Qingshan, and cried sadly: "Qingshan! Qingshan! Why are you not even at home? You know, Xiaoyu is dying!"

Little fish, little fish, where the hell are you?

......

Xiaoyu was really dying, and within a few days, Xiaoyu's body began to fester in a large area, and the breath he exhaled has become less and less, he can't even drink water, and the time of coma is getting longer Hallucinations often occur when awake.

The bits and pieces of him being with Qingshan always appeared in his mind, he missed Qingshan so much, he didn't go anywhere, he just lay in this hidden cave, because this place once had good memories of him and Qingshan.

I still remember that winter, when he and Qingshan went up the mountain to cut firewood, they suddenly encountered a heavy snowstorm and were trapped on the mountain. Qingshan took him to hide in a hidden cave. In order to protect him, Qingshan's clothes were wet by the wind and snow up.

A fire was raised, Qingshan was drying his clothes with his bare upper body, and seeing Qingshan's strong chest, Xiaoyu realized for the first time that his heart was beating so fast, and since then he understood --- the feeling of heartbeat.

Seeing the blushing Xiaoyu, Qingshan thought the child was frozen, took Xiaoyu and hugged him tightly.

"Cold, brother will keep you warm."

That night, they lived in the cave, Qingshan opened his cotton-padded clothes, wrapped his whole body tightly in his arms, and used his body to warm him all night, preventing him from getting the slightest bit of wind and cold. At that moment, Xiaoyu I feel that life has stopped and there is no regret.

Outside the cave, the moonlight is like silver, quietly pouring in this dense forest, the faint moonlight shines on the dying body of the little fish through the hole, with the faint moonlight, the little fish still wants to open his eyes, and then look Looking at the cave where they used to snuggle together, but he really didn't have the strength to open his eyes.

A relieved smile appeared on Xiaoyu's face, and he confided softly in his heart, "Brother Qingshan! See you in the next life!"