Golden House Cangjiao

Do not be afraid.

Unstoppable tears fell from his cheeks, wet his beautiful eyebrows and eyes, Zhu Sheng stared at Jin Hanchuan in a daze, as if he was looking at him, or at someone else through Jin Hanchuan.Zhu Sheng cried uncontrollably, he slowly raised a hand and handed it to the man in front of him, his white fingertips trembled slightly, "...I'm sorry."

Jin Hanchuan didn't answer, but just bent down and hugged the pitiful crying boy.

Tsk.Thin.

he thought blankly.

When he set off and returned to his residence, Zhu Sheng finally couldn't help turning his head and looking out the window.The summer morning came too early and too hastily, the sky just showed its corners in the far sky, and the magnificent rosy colors had already spread out, and the villa standing here alone, from the garage in the basement to the rooms on the second floor, was everywhere. All are brightly lit, and the dim light illuminates the French windows, which is lonely and bright.

Zhu Sheng's heart was empty, and he said to the system: "This is really just a dream."

"...But I can't bear to wake up."

After Jin Hanchuan brought Zhu Sheng back, his high fever did not subside completely, and even recurred.In the past few days, Zhu Sheng always dreamed of the red high-heeled shoe that Jiang Li kicked down in front of the door, and also always dreamed of Jiang Li lying in a coffin, her beautiful face covered by plain white lilies, Jiang Li Decline and wither together with the soft petals, and wither together in the silent night.

Zhu Sheng has woken up too many times in the middle of the night because of this.

Only this night, he dreamed of Xie Qingrang.

It's Xie Qingrang in the real world.

It was at Jiang Li's funeral, and Zhu Sheng didn't go back to school for a week.When she came to this world, Jiang Li was pure and untainted, and when she left, she refused to be touched by the slightest smoke and fire in this world. Branches of pure white lilies covered the coffin, Jiang Li and herself The beloved lilies are buried here together.

As the wind blows by, the crystal clear morning dew shakes off from the corners of the petals, just in time to wet Zhu Sheng's fingertips.He didn't offer the lily in his hand to Jiang Li, but just sat quietly on the stone chair in the cemetery, biting his lip, even crying silently.

"It is going to rain."

The light tone and clear voice made Zhu Sheng raise his eyes a little, and the young man who walked towards him had a cold look on his face, but he was extremely handsome.Xie Qingrang has the dignity and self-restraint that belong only to the proud son of heaven, and the innate demeanor of a superior makes him appear a bit superior and difficult to approach.

He lowered his eyes and said casually, "You'd better go back and cry."

Zhu Sheng hesitated for a while, then bent his eyes at the visitor, "...Young Master Xie."

Xie Qingrang cast a glance at him and said calmly, "It's so ugly."

Zhu Sheng still just smiled silently, his brows and eyes curved.

Seeing this, Xie Qingrang paused to put the black umbrella on the stone chair, but only for a moment, he grabbed Zhu Sheng's hand, and brushed a few soft and boneless fingers casually, and from Zhu Sheng He drew the lily from his hand.Xie Qingrang's eyes were calm, "Exchange."

Zhu Sheng said: "Thank you for coming to see my mother off."

Xie Qingrang let out a "hmm" from his nasal cavity, with a cold attitude, "Let's go."

Immediately he lifted his foot and walked away.

That bony hand is playing with the lily in his hand. The fingertips caress the white petals. The ground petals are exactly the same as Zhu Sheng.Xie Qingrang turned his face thoughtfully, looked at Zhu Sheng from a distance, and then said to the people in the car: "Go back."

"You're not going to the funeral?"

Xie Qingrang half-closed his eyelids, and said in a steady voice, "I've already seen the person I want to see."

Zhu Sheng woke up slowly and turned on the night light on the bedside.

There is a book next to his pillow. When he can't fall asleep, Zhu Sheng will read a few pages, even though he has read the book many times.Zhu Sheng took down the bookmark stuck in the book page, and Gatsby said to Daisy who reunited after a long absence: "If it wasn't forthemist we could see your home across the bay. You alwayshaveagreenlightthatburnsallnightattheendofyourdock."

(If it wasn't for the fog, we'd still be able to see your home across the bay from here, and there's a green light that always flickers on all night at the end of the harbor.)

Zhu Sheng turned his head, and the sweltering weather of the past few days ended briefly in a sudden rainstorm, covering up the endless chirping of cicadas.Four or five days have passed since he returned to Jin Hanchuan's side, but Zhu Sheng has never stepped out of the room, and Jin Hanchuan also leaves early and returns late as usual, so the person Zhu Sheng has met the most is Jin Hanchuan The assistant and the nurse specially invited to take care of him.

"Knock knock knock."

Zhu Shengzheng was a little absent-minded when someone knocked on the door suddenly.

He originally thought that the nurse was routinely asking about his situation, so he put down the book in his hand and said, "Please come in."

However, it was Jin Hanchuan who opened the door.

The man stood at the door, not intending to come in.The dim light and shadow reflected the pair of deep black pupils, and his expression became more and more unpredictable and unpredictable.The rain wet his broad shoulders, and Jin Hanchuan was still steamed. He stared at Zhu Sheng, and after a long while, he finally said, "He's gone abroad."

Zhu Sheng's eyelashes trembled, and he let out a soft "hmm".

Jin Hanchuan asked, "You hate him?"

Zhu Sheng lowered his head and said very lightly: "...I hate it."

The person Jin Hanchuan refers to is not only Xie Qingrang, but also Xie Qingrang's "jealous" personality. "I love you" and "I like you" are not only two special character commands for Zhu Sheng, but also for the personalities of Xie Qingrang, "jealousy", "arrogance", "greedy" and "lazy" In other words, it is also a special character command, which makes Zhu Sheng complete the strategy of "jealousy" unintentionally.

However, seeing that Zhu Sheng has been unhappy for the past few days, the system couldn't help comforting him and said: "Sheng Sheng, in fact, the "jealousy" has not disappeared, he just merged with the main personality. "

The system tells Zhu Sheng that although the main personality will cover up this, he will still treat Zhu Sheng with the original personality and attitude, but he will be more or less affected by the sub-personality, and the more sub-personalities will be integrated in the future. , his words and deeds will become more and more consistent with Xie Qingrang in the real world, and at that time——

"The game will end, and it's time for me to wake up from my dream."

Zhu Sheng lowered his eyes and laughed silently.

In addition, the program also completes a plot: Zhu Sheng was locked in a suite by Xie Qingrang on the cruise ship. After he managed to escape, Xie Qingrang still controlled his whereabouts.Zhu Sheng asked Jin Hanchuan for help in fear, but only after calling, he was stopped by Xie Qingrang on the way to the airport. Xie Qingrang, regardless of Zhu Sheng's resistance and resistance, possessed him and punished him over and over again.

Until Jin Hanchuan found him.

But Zhu Sheng has been imprisoned for too long, and Xie Qingrang has become his nightmare.Whenever he faces Xie Qingrang, Zhu Sheng only has fear and tears. Even before Jin Hanchuan took him away, Xie Qingrang's fingers stroked his eyes, Zhu Sheng turned his face uneasily, sobbing and saying :"I hate you."

"...Can you let me go?"

Xie Qingrang replied: "Yes."

Thinking of this, Zhu Sheng said to the system in his heart: "How could he let me go so easily?"

The system worried: "Shengsheng..."

"One personality has been completed, and we still have three to conquer." Zhu Sheng smiled with his eyes bent. "The next one to conquer is my...uncle."

As he said that, he raised his eyes, and there seemed to be a lustrous water in his black pupils, shining brightly like a tide rushing by.Zhu Sheng smiled at Jin Hanchuan, so beautiful that it was almost unreal. He lowered his voice very softly, as if when the wind blows, it will scatter in all directions and cannot be found again.

Zhu Sheng said, "Uncle, I'm still very scared."

The man's eyes were very dark, and his dark eyes swept past Zhu Sheng's. There was arrogance and the usual arrogance in his eyebrows.Jin Hanchuan opened his thin lips lightly and said, "It's time for you to sleep."

Zhu Sheng pursed his lips, "I can't sleep."

Jin Hanchuan's expression was very calm, clearly not taking his words to heart, "Go to bed early."

"uncle."

Zhu Sheng called out again, with a trembling ending.He bit his lip, his pretty face was extraordinarily beautiful under the light of the night light, his thick and curly eyelashes reflected in his eyes, and the phantom lightly swayed, against the swaying rainy night outside the window, the young man was so fragile for no reason Distressed.

Jin Hanchuan paused, "What's the matter?"

Zhu Sheng asked uneasily, "Can you leave your... coat for me."

Jin Hanchuan raised his eyebrows slightly.

Zhu Sheng said in a low voice, "As long as I smell the cold rosin on my uncle's body, I won't be so afraid."

Hearing this, Jin Hanchuan looked sideways at Zhu Sheng, and sneered, "Are you sure it's Leng Rosin, not Anshenxiang?"

Zhu Sheng didn't speak, just stared at him fixedly, his black and white pupils were wet.

Jin Hanchuan moved his eyes away, he didn't want to pay attention at first, so he took a step, and his corner of the eye inadvertently passed Zhu Sheng's rosy eyes, Jin Hanchuan unexpectedly remembered that day, in his arms The boy who was trembling from crying bit his fingers and forced himself to stop crying.

He gave a soft "tsk", finally raised one hand, unbuttoned his clothes with one hand, and then threw the black suit that was wet by rain to Zhu Sheng.

"Your grandfather will come over tomorrow."

Jin Hanchuan left these words expressionlessly.

Zhu Sheng nodded, and slowly buried his face in his suit.The breath of cold rosin is clear, and there is a faint smell of tobacco on the man's body. Zhu Sheng thinks of that indifferent young man and his too hard embrace.

When he raised his head again, the water stains had slowly dizzy from the shoulders of the suit.

Zhu Sheng smiled and said, "He has grown up, and he is no longer the boy he used to be."

This night, there is no other dream.

The next morning, Zhu Sheng sat downstairs early and waited for his grandfather.Jin Hanchuan personally went to the airport to pick up the person. He left for the airport before eight o'clock, and it was already one or two o'clock in the afternoon when he came back.

Zhu Sheng greeted Mr. Jiang obediently, but Mr. Jiang treated him in a flat manner, with neither dislike nor superfluous love.

A five or six-year-old boy got out of the passenger seat. He stared at Zhu Sheng curiously for a long time, tugged at the hem of the adult beside him, and asked naively, "Papa, is he the one of you guys?" You mean Zhu Sheng? It was his father who caused my aunt to suffer from depression, and then he caused my uncle to have a car accident."

"You say he is..."

He racked his brains for a while, and said in a childish voice, "It's the dead star!"