my king

{Brother's small black gold ancient knife, if I remember correctly, Queen Mother Xi should have lost it when she lost her memory, but in order to be more recognizable, it was forced to appear on the scene! }

Yang Yang closed all the curtains, and the room became quite dark all of a sudden.

"Drink the porridge first, rest your stomach and then rest." Yang Yang helped him up from the bed, his tone was a little tough.

After a night of "one-sided" getting along, he has almost learned some tricks to get along with this person-actions are always more effective than words-you may say seven or eight words, and the other party may not listen to a word.

After force-feeding him for two mouthfuls and almost choking him, Yang Yang blushed and stuffed the bowl into the man's hand, "Drink it yourself."

The bundle of things in the opponent's hand was not hugged tightly at first, but just wrapped in his arms. Yang Yang stuffed a bowl into it, and when he moved, the thing slid down and loosened the layer of cloth wrapped outside.

"Hey, why don't I pick it up for you? Don't move!" Seeing that the man was about to stand up and bend over to pick it up again, Yang Yang hurriedly stopped him. The wound on the lower abdomen needs rest most, but this man loves to move around most.

The outer layer of cloth was spread out, revealing what was inside. It was a black long knife, nearly one meter long, with some soil attached to the scabbard.

Men are naturally interested in this kind of thing, Yang Yang couldn't help but glance at it a few times when he picked it up, but he didn't see any tricks, and the blade was not as fancy as in the game, he just felt strange and heavy.

He was the first to think of this person playing cosplay?After all, in reality, no one would carry a knife behind his back, not the little brother in the novel.But then he thought of the other person's injuries, he doesn't need to be injured like this when playing cosplay...

He picked up the knife and leaned against the side of the bedside table, looking at the man drinking porridge quietly in front of him, he didn't know for a moment whether it was a good thing or a bad thing for him to pick him up.

There was a vague guess in my heart, and I couldn't help but wonder if this person might be Zhang Qiling who came out of the novel, but this idea was rejected without stopping in my mind for four or five seconds, he is not eleven or twelve Children who are [-] years old will believe that the novels are true.

But if this person is really that little brother... Yang Yang thinks about it, he probably will be willing to take care of this person until the other party leaves... Who made him such an idiot as a character...

High fighting power, mysterious, a place with a little brother feels safe. Is there a place without a little brother... Seeing Wu Xie and the others broke into Yunding Tiangong alone, they kept sweating.And handsome as handsome, at the same time he couldn't help but feel sorry for everything behind this character, and what happened to the bloodletting, no matter how powerful Zhang Qiling is, he is still human.

When he was reading the novel, he almost knelt down to the author, how could he write such a character that touched his boyish heart.

Yang Yang rubbed his face, straightened his thoughts, saw that the other party was almost drunk, and asked, "How did you get this injury? What's your name? I won't always stop calling you by your name, right?"

The man looked up at him, and remained silent for more than ten seconds, as if he was thinking or letting go, just when Yang Yang couldn't stand the awkward atmosphere and was about to surrender and leave with an empty bowl, he replied, "Zhang Qiling. "

"..."

It took a long time before Yang Yang seemed to find his own voice, "Zhang Qiling?"

Zhang Qiling didn't understand what this rhetorical question meant, so he didn't say anything more, and leaned against the soft pillow behind his back to close his eyes, anyway, he answered the other party's question, as for the rest, he didn't care.

Yang Yang stood on the edge of the bed, and didn't recover after standing there for a long time.

One minute he was still laughing in his heart that his guess about the other party's identity was unreliable, and the next minute he gave an unreliable answer, but what the person said made him subconsciously feel that the other party was not lying - because there was no need .

If he really wanted to hide his identity, why did he need this name?coincide?Who would believe it!

Holding the empty bowl, Yang Yang walked into the kitchen with floating steps.

Is it really the man in the novel?

That's right, otherwise, who would quietly show up at someone else's house in the middle of the night with such an injury, and carrying a deadly knife - no wonder I was so tired when I carried people home before, I guess I also have this knife credit.

There is also that silent character who can't say a single fart in ten sentences. It's time to think about my little brother, but this kind of thing is too mysterious after all. Now even if he hears that person say it himself, he Also still dubious.

But no matter what, the man settled down in Yang Yang's small broken apartment.Yang Yang was still thinking, if he was really a little brother, would he be harboring tomb robbers?Ha ha.

Yang Yang stayed at home for four or five days, bought a bunch of frozen food and put it at home, and some soup that can be drunk directly after being poured into hot water - he doesn't know how to cook, so he can only buy more things with different flavors Let's make do.

The homework he must do every day is to wipe his body and change the gauze for his little brother. Because the wound is in the lower abdomen, he can't touch the water, so he has to use a hot towel to wipe his body.

When I applied the medicine to my little brother that night, my nerves were tense and I didn’t notice anything else. Now I relax, thinking that the person lying on the opposite side and letting me change the medicine is the big male god in the novel. Thinking about it is a bit small Excited, those six-pack abs... really awesome.

After getting along for a few days, if it wasn't for such a thing as eating and changing medicine, the little brother's sense of existence could not be lower, holding his knife all day long, either sitting on the sofa or lying on the bed, calm and calm There is no embarrassment at all.

Yang Yang quietly finished reading the set of physical books given by Yang Jie, put them in the storage box and stuffed them under the bed.He thought that if the younger brother found out about this book, maybe the other party would rush to the author's house to torture him.

He is still quietly chasing novel updates. The Internet is a good thing. After practicing, he will watch the updates on his mobile phone when he has nothing to do. Occasionally, he will find some comics on Weibo that fans of the book draw and play. It was quite interesting, after liking a dozen of them in one go, I turned off the screen contentedly, and went to make dinner for my little brother.

In a few days, he will be rehearsing the large-scale water show with the crew of the New Red Mansion, and he doesn't know if it's okay to put the little brother alone in the apartment. Although the other party usually does nothing quietly, but like this People are always a little worried when they are left at home.

He talked to his younger brother, and the other party nodded to show that he understood.

Yang Yang said "Would you like to go with me?" He was choked back by the other party's silence, so he had to tell his brother where the frozen food was stored at home, and even posted a post-it note on the refrigerator.

"If you're hungry, heat up something to eat by yourself. I won't be back until evening." Yang Yang thought for a while, and there should be nothing left, but his heart was always empty and unreliable.

This feeling is like when he left home to go to the military academy, and parted from his own border shepherd.He personally took care of the food and daily life, the only difference was that the Border Collie would lick and sniff at him when we parted.

He thought for a while about the reluctance on his little brother's face, and couldn't help shivering. He still thought it was good as it is now.

The name of this waterscape show was initially drafted as "Red Mansions on the Water", which is concise and straight to the point.

The rehearsal lasted from morning to afternoon, except for the meal time, the rest was as busy as a spinning top. The happiness of seeing Ling Shu, Yang Jie and Xiao Tong again was interrupted by the busyness that followed.

As soon as Yang Jie and Ling Shu saw Yang Yang, they gave each other a hug and patted him on the shoulder.

As long as you are in the entertainment industry, you don't need many eyes and ears to understand a lot of things. What's more, they are very close. It's really not good-looking, the so-called bad things spread thousands of miles, come and go again and again, only Xiao Tong who has finished filming New Red Mansion and has almost no intersection with the entertainment industry doesn't understand.

"What kind of charades are you playing?" Xiao Tong looked at the expressions of the three of them, and Monk Zhang Er was puzzled.

"It's nothing, it's just that we haven't seen each other for a long time, it's just a weird idea." Knowing that Yang Yang didn't want to let Xiao Tong know about this matter, Yang Jie just found an excuse to fool him.

Xiao Tong had an expression of "you're fooling me again", obviously being fooled a lot by Yang Jie.

"Did you go back to school later?" Yang Yang never changed the subject, so he pulled it out abruptly, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was avoiding talking about him.

"No, Dad hired a tutor for me to make up progress at home every day." Xiao Tong replied, "If I hadn't come out to rehearse today, I would have been out of the house for almost a week, and mushrooms would grow on my body." He looked Yang Yang didn't want to be questioned, so he followed Yang Yang's words, who made him so understanding.He thought with relief that there are not many well-behaved and considerate young people like him these days.

"It's also for your own good." Yang Yang said, unconsciously bringing out a smell that seemed to be twelve or thirteen years older than Xiao Tong.

Xiao Tong nodded repeatedly.

He was scared, the last time they ate together, he refuted his mother at the dinner table, returned to the dormitory after the meal, and was babbled by Yang Yang all the way.Although he knew in his heart that it was because Yang Yang regarded himself as a younger brother, but his chanting skills were really good enough to compete with his mother.

There was no time for a few more minutes to catch up on the old days. Seeing that everyone had arrived, the producer raised a loudspeaker and commanded vigorously.

The first round of rehearsal didn't change clothes, but just walked around to understand the general process.

The rehearsal of "Red Mansions on the Water" lasted for more than an hour, with stops and repairs and constant changes in the middle, and the afternoon passed quickly.

At seven or eight o'clock in the evening, the producer stopped work with a big wave of his hand, and generously offered to treat guests for supper.Yang Yang thought that his brother was the only one at home, so he wanted to refuse, but Ling Shu pulled him down.

"If you don't go, you'll lose face to the producer. Do you think he will give you a good face later?" Ling Shu whispered, "Besides, do you still have an appointment tonight?"

Yang Yang shook his head, thought for a while, and nodded again.

"Do you have an appointment or not? Forget it, anyway, you have to follow and wait for half an hour before leaving. It's a favor." Ling Shu was confused by Yang Yang shaking his head and nodding, and didn't want to go Asking for details, I just feel that this child is not sensible in the world at this point. If I don't remind me a few more words, I will definitely suffer a lot in the future.

It's not easy to see a child who suits my eyes so much in the entertainment industry. Since I want to treat him as my younger brother, I'd rather be a good person to the end, and I won't grow much meat anyway.

Yang Yang nodded after hearing this, and looked at the time, thinking that it would be ten o'clock when he got home, and he didn't know... He was taken aback, and finally remembered what was missing - the gauze on the little brother's body forgot to change up...

A table of late-night snacks, Yang Yang was absent-minded, staring at the watch on his wrist, seeing that it was past nine o'clock, he immediately found an excuse to leave his seat.

Yang Jie and Xiao Tong were puzzled by Yang Yang's completely different performance from the usual ones—is this a hidden beauty in a golden house or something?

When he returned home, as soon as he opened the door, he saw his little brother sitting on the sofa, looking at him with a pair of eyes, obviously still expressionless, but seeing him felt a little blocked.

"You're back."

For the first time, the other party was the first to speak. Yang Yang opened his eyes and nodded hurriedly, "I'm back, I'll help you change the medicine on your body first." He came over with the medicine box and rolled up the little brother's clothes to reveal A flat, muscular belly.

The gauze was a little rough and crooked, and he knew it wasn't changed by him before, Yang Yang raised his head and looked at his brother suspiciously.

Zhang Qiling pursed his lips, avoiding Yang Yang's sight.

Obviously he is a professional injured person, but his level of bandaging is not as good as his own. Yang Yang smiled secretly, and saw that the man's ears turned red with a glance. Coupled with the usual flat expression, it was indescribably interesting.

Yang Yang took off the gauze, replaced it with a clean one, and put on the medicine bag again.

"Okay, you go to rest, don't wait for me to come back next time. I'll sneak out at night tomorrow and change your medicine before leaving." Yang Yang said, on the way back just now, he was thinking about what to do. My little brother changed the dressing, and after much deliberation, he could only go back and forth one more time.

Although I was a little tired, but thinking about it today, I waited until the little brother took the initiative to speak and waited for myself to come back—maybe he just couldn’t sleep, but who cares ╭(╯^╰)╮—he suddenly felt that it didn’t matter if he was tired ?