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Zheng Xun didn't lie to him. Early the next morning, when Ye Ye opened his eyes, he saw Cheng Shuo standing quietly beside the bed, holding the candied fruit sold in his favorite South Street shop.

Immediately, Ye Ye's injury stopped hurting, and his mouth didn't feel bitter anymore. His eyes sparkled, and he sat up impatiently: "Ah Shuo, you're finally here! You don't even know that I've spent the past few days. How boring I was, how many drugs I drank! My heart will break if I don't see you again!"

Seeing that he was about to get up, Cheng Shuo hurried over to help his arm, and carefully placed a pillow on his lower back, while listening to his explanation, he smiled helplessly and said, "Elder Zheng clearly said that you just woke up yesterday afternoon. .”

Ye Ye didn't care about being faked face to face, but just stared at Cheng Shuo with a sweet smile, and stretched out his hand to hold his hand: "Then...even if the other words are exaggerated, the last sentence is also true."

Cheng Shuo raised his brows slightly, as if he wanted to laugh, but before he could say anything, the door that had been half-hidden was pushed open again, and the little boy whom he had just met yesterday once again walked straight through the door with a porcelain bowl. He rushed to the bed and handed it to Ye Ye respectfully, the familiar smell of Chinese medicine wafted over his nostrils.

Ye Ye's smile gradually disappeared: "..."

Ye Ye: "Didn't you drink it yesterday afternoon?"

"That's because you didn't wake up until yesterday afternoon." Zheng Xun took a few steps and walked in from the door. When Cheng Shuo saw him, he wanted to stop and get up, but Ye Ye held his hand and pressed it innocently. In the same place, he could only lower his eyelashes and sit silently on the head of the bed.

Zheng Xun glanced at the hands they were holding, then withdrew his gaze and said expressionlessly: "Until you recover from your injury, you have to drink this medicine with three meals a day."

Ye Yezhi screamed: "Elder Zheng—"

Zheng Xun frowned and looked at him: "People have called you here too, why don't you drink your medicine properly?"

Ye Ye was aggrieved, he groaned and went to look at Cheng Shuo, who glanced at him and said with a smile, "Young Master, it's useless to look at me, this medicine must be taken." After finishing speaking, seeing Ye Ye collapse in an instant was even more aggrieved Then he added in a gentle voice, "After all, the young master was injured to protect me. If there is something wrong with it, Ah Shuo will feel guilty for the rest of his life."

Ye Ye was stunned, his eyes narrowed angrily: "You are blackmailing me with yourself!"

Cheng Shuo smiled and said, "No."

Zheng Xun couldn't stand the atmosphere a little bit, he used his eyes to signal the little boy to stare at Ye Ye and then turned around and went out after drinking.

The two people beside the bed were still tug-of-war, no one noticed that Zheng Xun was gone, they chatted for a long time, and finally Ye Ye snorted and reached out to pick up the bowl, Cheng Shuo also opened the bag of candied fruit and took it He took the pill out, coaxing him and saying: "Young Master, don't worry, you won't be bitter after drinking it."

Ye Ye muttered softly: "This is not enough."

Cheng Shuo didn't hear clearly, but the young man sitting on the bed looked up and drank the soup for Ton Ton, his beautiful face wrinkled, and when the bowl was put down, his eye sockets were full of tears. The circle is red.

Cheng Shuo looked amused, and was about to hand over the candied fruit, when he suddenly saw the other party raise his eyes aggressively, and then leaned forward suddenly.

In the next second, something soft stuck to his lips, and the bitter taste of medicinal soup came in.Cheng Shuo's eyes widened in astonishment, only the red mole between the young man's eyebrows was as bright as blood in his sight.

Maybe it was a long time, maybe it was just a moment, the boy sat up straight again, licked the corner of his lips lightly, and said confidently: "I didn't lie to you, this medicine is really too bitter."

Cheng Shuo: "..."

Then Ye Ye watched helplessly as the gentle and sophisticated hero of the small world blushed, opened his mouth a few times without saying a word, and finally just silently lowered his eyes and handed the candied fruit over, pretending to be calm. Throat out: "...um."

Ye Ye looked at him and smiled quietly.

He guessed right.

After eighteen years of cultivation, Cheng Shuo really didn't have any enlightenment teacher to teach him the correct posture in love.

The little boy who had been silently standing by the side waiting to receive the medicine bowl but couldn't wait: "..."

Seeing the two of them smiling happily and the other bowing their heads silently, Xiaotong thought for a moment and chose to speak, "Young master, give me the bowl."

Teacher Ye, who took advantage of everything, remembered that there was someone beside him. He glanced at the tip of Cheng Shuo's bleeding ear out of the corner of his eye, but wisely didn't ask any more questions. After returning the porcelain bowl, it was as if nothing had happened. With candied fruit in his mouth, he changed the subject: "By the way, is Ah Shuo still injured after that day?"

Cheng Shuo was taken aback for a moment, subconsciously raised his head, covered his burning ears with one hand, and replied softly, "With the protection of the young master, of course I don't have one."

Ye Ye immediately smiled triumphantly: "Look, am I right?"

Cheng Shuo frowned and looked up at him, a little puzzled, then listened to the young man's relaxed tone and continued, "I said that if you follow me, there won't be another wound on your body."

He spoke in an ordinary way, as if he just came to have dinner as promised.

But that's not the case.

Cheng Shuo looked at him for a while, then suddenly took out something from his cuff and handed it over.

Ye Ye thought it was some kind of snack that he liked, and subconsciously reached out to pick it up. When he touched the cold metal texture, he suddenly realized that it was a dagger.

Cheng Shuo smiled and said, "Give it to the young master."

Ye Ye looked at him in surprise.

Cheng Shuo looked at his expression, and added: "This dagger was originally used for self-defense, but the young master also knows that my skills are low, and it is useless on me. Why don't you give it to the young master, so as not to Just like last time, you can only use branches to take risks."

Ye Ye: "...it seems a bit expensive."

"There's no such thing as precious... Don't think he's good-looking, he's not a good thing." Cheng Shuo said gently, "Young Master's life is heavier than this dagger anyway."

Ye Ye blinked hesitantly.

The reason why this dagger is valuable is not because of the gemstones on the scabbard or the incomparably fine carvings, but because the role of this dagger to Cheng Shuo is not just for self-defense. Summary.

According to the setting, the dagger was given to Cheng Shuo by Cheng's father when he entered the mountain gate, and he has been carrying it with him since he grew up. , and as a surprise killer decides the outcome.

Ye Ye didn't expect that the other party would give him this dagger easily - and he said it like a small rag picked up by the side of the road.

But since the other party gave them away, Ye Ye didn't mean to refuse. After all, even without this dagger, I believe that as the son of Xiaoshijie, Cheng Shuo would have countless opportunities to get other daggers.

Seeing that he accepted it, Cheng Shuo looked quite happy, and the two chatted about what had happened in the past few days. Ye Ye also pretended to casually ask the man in black that day, but the result was nothing more than It was Cheng Shuo who frowned slightly and shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Ye Ye didn't really want to ask what happened one, two, three, four, if Cheng Shuo said he didn't know, then he didn't know.

The sun is getting higher and higher, and the house is a little hot. Zheng Xun's place is no different from the original owner's yard. There is a lush bamboo forest outside the house. Finally, a gust of wind blows in. When passing by the bamboo forest, it is half blocked. When entering the house, it is blocked by the door wall It was halved again, and it really blew on the face, and there was only a little tail left.

What's more terrible is that when sleeping at night, the bamboo mat becomes hot after lying on it for a while, and Ye Ye's chest is still wrapped with layers of bandages. It is even more impossible for Zheng Xun to let him drink some ice water to relieve the heat. Ye Ye, who was so far away, felt sticky every time he lay on the bed and wanted to tear off the bandages, almost cried out in disappointment.

Knowing that he was afraid of the heat, Cheng Shuo sat on his bedside and helped him shake the fan.

Ye Ye tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, so he simply lay on the bed and looked up at his snow-white neck, his eyes slowly fell on the protruding Adam's apple, and as soon as he thought about it, he couldn't help stretching out his hand to gently pick it.

Cheng Shuo was born fair, but when his skin was touched, it turned red.

Ye Ye's mind was suddenly filled with yellow waste.

Cheng Shuo was just pretending to sleep with his eyes down, but when Ye Ye moved, he opened his eyes, and happened to meet the little boy's eyes that were shining with strange colors in the dark night.

Cheng Shuo's heart skipped a beat for no reason, but fortunately, the darkness of the night covered his face, and when he spoke, it was as usual: "Young Master, can't you sleep?"

Ye Ye murmured: "It's so hot, I want to eat ice."

"Elder Zheng said you can't." Cheng Shuo didn't stop, just shook his head.

Ye Ye was unhappy: "But I'm hot."

Cheng Shuo laughed: "Then what should we do?"

Hearing this, those bright peach blossom eyes narrowed suddenly.

Cheng Shuo's movement of shaking his fan paused slightly. He thought of the bitter kiss in the morning, and there seemed to be some kind of vague guess in his heart.

But Ye Ye didn't say anything. After a short silence, he sighed and rubbed his hands on the bed as if he had no other intention: "I still want to eat ice."

He looked straight over and said eagerly: "Isn't it okay at all?"

Cheng Shuo lowered his eyes in the dark, still smiling and said, "How much is a little bit?"

"One bite." Ye Ye made a vowed gesture, lowered his voice, and said pitifully, "Ah Shuo, just one bite."

Cheng Shuo seemed unable to bear his begging, shook his head and stood up: "...I'll get it for the young master."

When the bottom of ice honey water came, Ye Ye couldn't wait to sit up from the bed staggeringly.Cheng Shuo was serious about keeping his word. If he said it was a mouthful, it was a mouthful. In general, it was just a spoonful, not much at all.

Standing by the bed, Cheng Shuo watched him staring at the spoon and frowning, guessing what the other person was thinking, and said with a smile: "The young master said it himself."

Hearing this, the young man curled his lips, and after drinking it in one gulp, he suddenly stretched out his hand to pull him.

He pulled suddenly and with great strength. Cheng Shuo's center of gravity was unsteady and he fell to the side of the bed. The hand that subconsciously stretched out seemed to support the other person.Cheng Shuo was startled, and hurried to get up, the young man tried his best to come up to him, rushing in with sweet honey water mixed with it.

This time, Cheng Shuo saw clearly the admiration and smile in the other party's eyes.

Brighter than the sun that hangs high at noon in summer.

Something in Cheng Shuo's heart was ready to move, he reached out and gently pressed the boy's neck to deepen the kiss.The two of them were so close that Cheng Shuo could even feel the other's overgrown eyelashes brushing across his eyes.

He loves me.

Cheng Shuo thought with a smile.

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