black cat vision

Days passed, Mo Ling Palace returned to calm, none of the three people took that boy seriously, and after the incident with the Chen family, although it wasn't very obvious, Fu Sheng became more and more attached to Ye Chen Ling. rely.Fusheng's daily life, washing and dressing are all taken care of by Ye Chenling. For the master Ye Dagong who has never taken care of anyone, after a few months, Ye Chenling is now doing it with ease, and he thinks it feels good He didn't find it troublesome at all, and even felt quite enjoyable. He liked the feeling that the boy relied on him wholeheartedly.It's just pitiful for Mr. Fang who is always by their side, he almost turns into a third person who is a few degrees higher than the candle flame, glowing and shining, is it easy for him?

A few days later, Fu Sheng will usher in his first Mid-Autumn Festival in Moling Palace. Fu Sheng knew about it through a maidservant.Chunling is the new person in charge of the main hospital, carefully selected by Fang Muxi, she has an honest and honest personality, a calm appearance, and a well-organized way of doing things. The important thing is that she has not belittled Fusheng like most palace people, although she has not watched it. It was revealed that she had some fondness for the boy, but her faithful attitude was in line with Fang Muxi's requirements.Moreover, when Fusheng became her main object of service, she still treated the young man very respectfully, she was not inconsistent with what he was, and she was also loyal to him. When the palace lord was away, she would also be responsible for easing Fusheng's boredom and chatting with him. Some are not, the young man is not used to being in contact with people, even a little shy of strangers, but this maid did not make Fu Sheng feel uncomfortable, and talked to him from time to time, gradually, he also got used to it. There is a maidservant, but Fusheng doesn't talk much, and Chunling only comes here every day when preparing trivial matters for the masters, unless the palace master asks her to come and take care of the boy.

According to Chun Ling, every festival of the Magic Ling Palace is extremely important, but it is not particularly grand, but simple and plain. Everyone will have a chance to rest, hold a party or something on their own, the expenses are all paid by the palace, Ye Chenling and others will not take care of it.When a party is held, the palace people will invite the Palace Master to attend, as to whether to come or not depends on the Palace Master's wishes, but most of the time, Ye Chenling will not go.

Ye Fusheng sat in the wheelchair with the black cat in his arms, and sat blankly in front of the window, lost in thought.In a few months, the photon has become as big as when Ye Chenling saw it in the previous life, but compared to that time, now the whole cat's litter is round and round, like a big black fur ball, I don't think it's too bulky to walk, but it feels a bit majestic.Autumn is here, and Yechen Ling ordered people to put a thick layer of fur on the wheelchair, and added soft fabric underneath, so that the boy would not feel cold or uncomfortable when he sat up.

Fu Sheng listened to the sound of footsteps coming and going outside and the occasional chatter, listening to the lightness and joy in their voices, the young man could imagine how busy the palace people were to greet the receptionist. Come down for the Mid-Autumn Festival.But the boy couldn't be happy, his back even looked a little gloomy and lonely.

Fu Sheng's lips curled up unconsciously, how did he spend the Mid-Autumn Festival when he was in the Chen family.It is obviously a festival that should be happy, but it is the time when the teenager feels the most lonely.I remember every Chinese New Year, he always stayed alone in the firewood house or his humble little room, and then quietly opened a crack at the door, listening to the laughter and laughter in the hall, imagining the The appearance of being happy and harmonious, every time I hope that there will be myself there.Sometimes they would go out for a stroll and have a meal to celebrate, and the boy would stay alone in that dark home by himself.When did he lose hope?Fu Sheng smiled self-deprecatingly, as if he had not been able to understand for a long time, he should be glad that he woke up quite early, shouldn't he?

When Ye Chenling came in, he saw the boy's appearance. He felt that the boy's smile was still very dazzling, but it also hurt his heart.Ye Chenling's heart tightened at that kind of sadness that he could feel the blood and tears flowing in the young man's heart even though he was smiling clearly.He walked behind the young man, and gently wrapped the young man into his arms, "Fu Sheng, what are you thinking about?"

Being hugged suddenly from behind, Fu Sheng was startled, he was too absorbed in thinking just now, otherwise he would not have been unaware of the man's approach.Because he is too familiar with a man's breath, even if he is good at lightness kung fu, he can escape the boy's ears, but he can't escape the boy's nose.Knowing that the person hugging him was Ye Chenling, Fu Sheng relaxed his body, and leaned on the man's arms with peace of mind, but did not answer.Smelling the familiar aura on Ye Chenling's body, Fu Sheng's lips that had just been lowered slightly curled up again, but there was no such a sad feeling.

Knowing that the boy didn't want to talk about it, he changed the subject, "The Mid-Autumn Festival will be in a few days, and then I will take you to experience the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet in the palace." Ye Chenling didn't care about these trivial matters in the past, but in order to make the boy happy, This year, he deliberately asked the palace people to make it luxurious and grand, just don't go too far.

Fu Sheng hummed lightly, turned around, buried her head in Ye Chenling's arms, and said softly like a mosquito, "Thank you, Palace Master."

This was the first time the young man called him, but he was called Palace Master like everyone else, Ye Chenling was a little unhappy when he heard this name.He held up the young man's face, making him face his own, as if the young man could see him, and said in a low and gentle voice, "Call me Chen Ling."

Fu Sheng let Ye Chenling hold his face in a daze, raised his head slightly, pursed his lips, and finally called out in a low voice, "Chen Ling." After finishing speaking, the boy's face was stained. A fine powder.

Hearing the boy's faint cry, Ye Chenling's heart seemed to tremble, he lowered his head in a mysterious way, and kissed the pink lips that were close in front of him.It wasn't until he realized that the person in his arms was not breathing well that he realized what he had just done, and Ye Chenling let go of the hands that were restraining the boy's body and head.Fu Sheng was kissed so limp in the wheelchair, panting heavily.

Yechen stretched out his hand in a daze, and gently attached his hand to the red and swollen lips of the young man. This was the first time he kissed the young man.His fingertips rubbed Fu Sheng's lips back and forth, as if he was still reminiscing about the taste he had just tasted, his eyes became a little unfathomable.After the young man recovered his breath, he put down the hand on the young man's lips, "I just..."

"I, I'm fine." Fu Sheng hurriedly interrupted Ye Chenling's words, but lowered his head, only his red ears could be seen.Ye Chenling smiled, rubbed the young man's head contentedly, and just let nature take its course.