On the price to pay for changing the plot

The night light was faint, Ah Deng stopped halfway through his speech, and stopped to look at Fu Heng who was lying on the table. He had already closed his eyes.

Ah Deng put down the book, hugged him very carefully and put him on the bed. As soon as Fu Heng touched the bed, he rolled over, shrank into the inner room and did not move.

"It's really worrying," he pulled back the quilt on the side of the bed, covered the sleeping person, and then went to bed by himself.

Soon it will be the fifteenth day of this month, and Fu Heng is very worried. If this night is as expected, Ah Deng will go out to hunt those mountain ghosts again. He can't stop him. At that time, Ah Deng is even more terrifying than ghosts.

It was night, Fu Heng endured the drowsiness, and waited for the people beside him to get up.

But to his surprise, Ah Deng didn't go out that night. Poor Fu Heng kept guard all night, but he missed it. As a result, Fu Heng was depressed all day the next day, but fortunately he made up for it in the afternoon. After a night of sleep, it got a little better.

Ah Deng has been sleeping peacefully for the past few nights. Except for waking up at night, Fu Heng is not at ease at all. He guards him every night and dare not sleep. During the day, his mental state was not good, and even his appetite dropped a lot, but A Deng and Yan He were so worried that they thought he was sick, so they almost packed him and sent him to the medical center down the mountain.

After about five days like this, Fu Heng couldn't hold on any longer, and fell into a deep sleep on the bed. No matter how A Deng called him, he couldn't wake him up, and he didn't wake up until the next night.

And when he woke up, Ah Deng was not by his side. He closed his eyes and thought about it for a moment, his thoughts slowly came back, and he hurriedly got out of bed and ran out. He didn't go to the mounds where the mountain ghosts lived, but ran straight When they arrived in the backyard, they saw Yan Ke and the one who was holding his hand and sucking blood... Ah Deng.

Fu Heng stood there staring at them in a daze, the scene was really cold and harsh.

"Dan Deng!"

Ah Deng put all his heart on Yan Ke's arm. He couldn't hear Fu Heng's cry, but Yan Ke could hear it clearly. His complexion became pale due to the blood loss in his body, and his body was shaking slightly. Trembling, when he heard Fu Heng's call, he looked up at the boy not far away.

The boy was only wearing a thin shirt, and he didn't wear any shoes on his feet. Those eye-catching and delicate feet were completely hidden in the grass, which showed how anxious he was when he came out.

Yan Ke patted Ah Deng's head with his hand, indicating that he could do it, but Ah Deng held his arm tightly, his expression was intoxicated, and he was like a demon. After a while, he raised his head and stood aside. Zhang's childish face was no longer alive, but only numb and fierce. Fu Heng's heart skipped a beat when he saw it, and it was much more terrifying than last time.

Yan Ke pulled down his sleeves and took a few steps closer to Fu Heng. He looked down at the obviously startled young man, and asked softly, "Why did you come out at this time?"

"You, what did you do to Dengdeng?" Fu Heng took a few steps away from him. It was still a bit cold at this time, and coupled with the terrifying scene that caught people's eyes just now, his voice trembled unconsciously. trembling.

Yan Ke didn't answer, he took off his coat and wanted to put it on Fu Heng's body, but Fu Heng avoided him, took a few quick steps, and stopped in front of Ah Deng, he stared at Ah Deng's empty eyes, and called out, " Lantern..."

However, he didn't get any response from the young man. In Ah Deng's eyes, he only saw the endless darkness.

Fu Heng held up his hand anxiously, and kept calling: "Deng Deng! Deng Deng! Deng Deng..."

I don't know if his shouting had an effect, Ah Deng's eyeballs moved for a moment, he lowered his head stiffly to look at the anxious Fu Heng, his eyes were filled with bewilderment, and he raised his head very slowly. One hand touched Fu Heng's face, and that hand was covered with blood, and as soon as it touched his face, the blood was printed on it.

"...Stop screaming, he can't hear you," Yan Ke stood there with his hands behind his back, talking to Fu Heng in an unhurried manner.

Fu Heng ignored him, and still called Ah Deng without giving up, "Deng Deng! Deng Deng! I am Ah Heng! Deng Deng!"

The child's cat pupils were full of worry, but he still relentlessly wanted to wake up the boy who was shrouded in darkness. Yan Ke suddenly envied Ah Deng a little bit, but couldn't bear it, he said lightly, "A Deng, go back, "

That sentence successfully restored Ah Deng to his previous puppet-like state. He walked slowly and walked around Fu Heng without saying a word.

"Dan Deng!"

Fu Heng wanted to go over, but when he passed by Yan Ke, he stretched out his hand and grabbed him.

"What are you doing?!"

Yan Ke grabbed his arm and did not let go, her thin lips curved slightly, "A Deng and the others know that you are Meow Meow?"

Fu Heng couldn't break free from him, and looked at him with cold eyes, "If they knew, would they hide it from you?"

"It makes sense," Yan Ke nodded.

He laughed again, "Tell me, if I tell Ah He that I lack a book boy and want you to be by my side, will she agree?"

"..." That's right, he knew Yan Ke's secret, Yan Ke definitely wouldn't want him to stay with A Deng and the others, it's good that he didn't have any killing intent.

The young man only looked about fourteen or fifteen years old, younger than Ah Deng, staring at him stubbornly at the moment, he could see the hatred and fear in his eyes clearly, this child was afraid of him, he knows.

"Don't be afraid of me," he wanted to wipe the blood off his face, such a delicate and lively face shouldn't be stained with dust.

"..." But Fu Heng didn't want to be touched by him at all, he tilted his head and avoided it.

Yan Ke let go of him, "Go, it's too late."

As soon as he let go, Fu Heng didn't have the heart to deal with him anymore, and went into the yard without looking back.

If he turned his head back, he would definitely see the man's sadness fall on his face the moment he turned around.

At the moment of Changyue, Lingling's wind brushed his cheeks very gently, bringing up a faint sigh, "It's really getting late..."

When Ah Deng woke up, he was distressed again. Originally, there was no blood on his hands and body on the [-]th day of the month. He thought it was over, but now it has returned to the dot. The point is, the blood does not know yet. Where did it happen? He couldn't remember what happened in the night, and turned his head to ask Fu Heng, only to find that there was no one on the bed.

He didn't bother to worry about it, so he went out to take a shower quickly.

When Ah Deng arrived in the courtyard, he saw Ah Sister bowing her head and saying something, Ah Heng was leaning on the chair, and the old god was shaking back and forth, he walked over and said with a smile, "Ah Heng got up very early today."

Fu Heng didn't respond to him, and his usual cuteness disappeared from his face.

It was Yan He who made fun of him, "Look at you, we Ah Heng are more diligent than you."

Ah Deng was not embarrassed, on the contrary, he was quite proud, "Yes, yes, Ah Heng is the best!"

"Look at you poor man," Yan He looked at him reproachfully, "You don't want to hunt today, brother will come and pick us up tomorrow and take us back home for a few days."

"Aren't you free recently?" Ah Deng asked.

"Maybe, I also want to go back and have a look."

Ah Deng nodded, and sat beside Fu Heng. Seeing his pensive face, he stretched out his hand to pinch the tender flesh on his face and said, "Why are you pretending to be deep?"

Before Fu Heng could speak, Yan He suddenly slapped his hand away, "It's not serious, just be careful that it hurts Ah Heng."

Ah Deng scratched his head and dared not touch him again.

Fu Heng raised his head and took a deep breath, it's hard...

Yan Ke was very fast, picked them up early the next morning, and tidied up everyone's room very considerately. Ah Deng didn't want to be separated from Fu Heng, but after all, he was not in the valley, he wanted to guard the house. well-behaved.

Fu Heng knew in his heart that Yan Ke had already started to move, and he would not allow himself to stay by their side.

Today, Fu Heng had nothing to do, wandering around in the mansion, and walked to Yan Ke's courtyard unknowingly. He could hear people's voices there, but he couldn't hear them clearly. Not wanting to eavesdrop, he paused and left.

"Sure enough, it's a cat demon," the woman poked her head out of the courtyard, unable to hide her salivation.

Yan Ke's face turned cold, "I didn't call you here to make you covet things you shouldn't be thinking about."

"Why is your lord so excited? I'll just take a look and I won't touch him."

"You better not even look!"

The woman lifted a strand of hair with her hand, evil spirits overflowed in her eyes, she didn't know what she thought of, she just smiled and didn't speak.

Ah Deng has been very busy recently, it should be said that Yan Ke has been busy recently, and often takes him out, and occasionally comes back very late, presumably to attend some social gathering.

Because Yan He is weak, he seldom goes out for a walk. Fu Heng will accompany her when he has time, and he can live comfortably, but he is anxious. Ah Deng's condition is not good, and he will lose control sooner or later. I don't know what to do with him. If he wants to continue to control Ah Deng, he will definitely not stop letting him drink his own blood. He probably knows very well that he will soon be unable to hold Ah Deng down. It was pinched in his hand.

On the other end, Ah Deng was by Yan Ke's side, going to various restaurants and teahouses from time to time, this kind of life was too tedious, he still liked the comfortable life before.

This evening, Yan Ke had a small gathering with those officials again, and the place was set at some Chuxiang Hall.

Ah Deng has never been to such a place. When he entered that restaurant, it was full of women and men flirting with them. From time to time, he could see a boy who was the same size as Ah Heng being held on his lap by a man. Hands up and down.

Yan Ke glanced at him leisurely, seeing that he was reserved, and patted him on the shoulder casually, "Don't be nervous."

"...Yes, my lord."

He lowered his eyes, not daring to look around, and followed him upstairs.

Entering one of the wing rooms, there are already people in it.

"Master Taifu, you have come!"

"Brother Liu, you've been waiting for a long time," Yan Ke clasped his fists with a smile.

Mr. Liu held up his arm, "Master Taifu, oh, brother Yan is here to give face to the lower official!"

Yan Ke smiled and waved his hands, and sat down with him. A Deng stood behind him, as if he was his shadow.

Yan Ke's arrival stirred up the atmosphere in the arena, singing and dancing was jubilant for a while, all the officials present were kneeling with thinly dressed women, because they were afraid of Yan Ke's presence, they dared to listen to the ditty and touch their little hands, No matter how big the action is, I dare not do it.