Boss Scraps likes me too much, what should I do?

It was already the third day when Crescent Moon woke up.

When he opened his eyes, he looked at the ceiling with a slightly dazed expression. The mattress and quilt under him were soft to the touch and had a comfortable fragrance. There was still milky white mist floating in the air, and the crescent moon lightly The exhalation seems to have a faint medicinal fragrance.

The fragrance of this medicine was supposed to calm the nerves, but because of the wound on her neck, Yueya couldn't calm down to feel the fragrance of the medicine, she only felt that there was a knife-like pain between her breaths.Not only that, but now he only feels like cracked ground in his mouth, his throat is dry and itchy, and he can hardly speak a word.

"Water..." Yueya moved her lips and shouted as loudly as she could, but even so, his voice was still as thin as a gnat.

"Ah, you're awake." A girl was walking cautiously towards Yueya with a water basin, until she saw Yueya's eyes opened, she cried out in surprise.

Crescent Moon tilted his head slightly, and the girl in his vision was still a little blurry. He couldn't tell who it was, but from the girl's reaction, she seemed to know him.

Why is he here?

Only then did Yue Yue realize that when she looked around, all she saw were unfamiliar furnishings and decorations. The tables and chairs were arranged in an extremely orderly and clean manner, but this was not his room.

His room is small|crazy, with only a simple wooden table and neatly stacked mattresses and quilts.

After all, you are just a servant. It would be a great thing not to need you to live with other people. Do you still expect to live in a magnificent house?

But he is not reconciled.

The same people, why are some people born to live in deep houses and large courtyards, with many servants, while others have no food to eat, no clothes to keep warm, and even sell their sons and daughters?

"Water..." Crescent Moon said again, as if he could feel the fire burning in his throat.

The girl came to her senses, and hurried to the low table beside her, poured a glass of water and brought it to Yue Yue's mouth.Crescent Moon drank water greedily, but how could a small cup be enough?But between breaths, the clear water in the cup has bottomed out.

Seeing that there was not enough water, the girl brought the whole teapot over this time, and Crescent Moon grasped the handle of the teapot tightly, sucking the cool tea hungrily.

After the dry feeling in her throat disappeared, Yueya regained her senses a little.

The line of sight became clearer, and Yueya finally saw who this girl was.

It was the girl who was originally chosen to be the Maid of Ghost Dance Tsuji Musai that day. Although he never saw her again after he left, he still has a good memory.

"Where is this place?" Crescent Moon couldn't help asking.

He didn't know where it was, and even began to wonder if he had been abandoned by Onimai Tsuji. If that was the case, then there was no doubt that everything he had done was in vain.

Crescent Moon clenched her hands tightly on the quilt.

The girl didn't notice the gloomy look in Yueya's eyes, and said happily: "You finally woke up, you don't know, I was scared when I saw you with a big cut on your neck at the doctor's place." died."

"By the way, does your neck still hurt?" the girl chattered.

"Fortunately, you sent it in time, and the injured part is not serious. The doctor's superb medical skills saved you."

Crescent Moon looked sleepy, just listening to the girl talking, when she heard the girl talking about the wound on her neck, Crescent Moon showed a mocking smile on her drooping face.

There is no coincidence, everything is inevitable.

He didn't know how many times he had observed that young master secretly, just to find out his character.

And he also knew how to strike without endangering his life. The wound looked like he was bleeding a lot, but in fact, as long as he was treated in time, his life would not be a serious problem.

Before Yueya could respond, the girl put on a mysterious look again, and said to him in a low voice, "You were carried out of that adult's room covered in blood, and many people are saying that you are provoking anger." You killed that lord, so the lord will cut off your head."

"But that adult ordered the doctor to use all his strength to cure you!"

Yueya didn't want to speak at first, until she heard what the girl said, her slightly gloomy eyes regained clarity slightly, and Yueya's heart relaxed.The hand that was gripping the quilt was also slightly vented.

If, as the girl said, Gui Wu Tsuji ordered the doctor to treat him with all his strength, then his step was undoubtedly correct.

He managed to leave a deep memory on Oni Wu Tsuji. In this group of servants who would only shiver in the face of Oni Wu Tsuji, he was undoubtedly very different.

The belated good news made Yueya feel a little relieved, her eyes turned to the open door, and Yueya quickly retracted it.

He stretched out his hand and slowly touched the gauze wrapped around his neck, and the corner of his mouth raised a smile that he had practiced countless times in the mirror at night.

Gentle and bright.

The girl was a little dumbfounded looking at Yue Ya's smile, but after a while, her cheeks were stained with a faint blush.

She thought to herself, this person is really good-looking,

"No." Yueya said suddenly, with a smile that made people feel like a spring breeze, only the hoarse voice was different from this appearance, like a sudden crack on a precious and flawless porcelain, which made people feel regretful.

"What?" the girl stammered, completely forgetting what she had said before.

"It's not done by adults." Yueya said slowly, "I did it myself, I just hope I don't scare adults."

The girl was so frightened by Yueya's words that she regained her senses, she stared at Yueya in shock and couldn't believe what she heard from him.

"You, why are you doing this?"

Crescent Moon tilted his head, his eyes seemed to casually glance over the corner of his clothes that had just been exposed by the door, he bent his brows and eyes, and laughed softly.

"Because I want to."

"After all, the only thing I can offer my lord is this useless loyalty."

Oni Wu Tsuji turned around and went to the house where he lived. He was weak and shouldn't go out often, but people will always explode after being depressed for a long time. It is not the first time that Oni Wu Tsuji walks alone without the servant up.

And Wu Mi just came to see the doctor on a whim today, not only to see how the medicine the doctor made for him is progressing, but also to see if the servant full of sweet words has woken up.

If he hadn't woken up yet, and Wu Mi didn't have the time to wait for Yueya to recover, maybe he would order someone to throw Yueya into a mass grave with an order.But fortunately, Yueya woke up just in time, and Wu Mi just happened to hear those words.

There is no doubt that Crescent Moon escaped with his life.

"Ah, Mr. Wu Mi." The doctor who was walking back with a pile of dirty herbs saw Wu Mi, "Why did you come here? Are you alone?"

The doctor noticed that there were no servants around Guiwu Tsuji Wuchan who usually hugged him, so he couldn't help but feel a little strange.

"By the way, the servant you asked me to save should be about to wake up in the past two days."

Guiwu Tsuji nodded solemnly and said, "I understand, but it's a doctor."

Looking at the doctor who was filthy from picking herbs, he couldn't help showing a disgusted expression, Wu Mi took a step back as if inadvertently, then covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve, Wu Mi coughed twice, "How is the progress of the medicine?" Sample?"

The doctor didn't care about Wu Mi's face, in fact, even he himself disliked the dirty look, and scratched his hair in distress, "It's just a start, after all, your illness is really complicated, I still need to study it."

This is really not good news, and I have heard this kind of news many times since I was a child, and every doctor who promised to save him will show a embarrassed expression in the end and say: "Sorry , there is really no cure.”

From full of hope at the beginning to despair, it took 18 years for Ghost Dance Tsuji.

And he never wanted to hear it again from the current doctor.

The soft sunshine in the early spring fell on Guiwu Tsuji's body, but he couldn't feel the slightest warmth. Neither the lush trees nor the colorful flowers belonged to him. What belonged to him was only the heavy sickness and the body that persisted for many years. medicinal taste.

The pale fingertips and blue fingernails show the life that Onimai Tsuji is gradually losing. Even though he knows that the doctor is doing his best to heal him, he still feels angry when he hears the unclear news from the doctor. and disappointed.

"But how long can I last, doctor." Wu Mi raised the corners of his mouth, his face full of mocking smiles.

"Half a year? Or a year?" Wu Mi grabbed his collar tightly, suppressing the cough that was about to burst out of his throat, and said, "I don't want to die, doctor."

He doesn't want to die.

He hasn't lived enough, why should he die.