Immediately after the death of the master

God, as his book boy, I immediately stepped forward and supported him who was shaking.

"I don't... I don't..." Ji Qinghe clings to my body, like a dodder that cannot survive without its host. I couldn't hear his whisper at the beginning, but I could only hear his last order clearly.

"Take me away……"

I nodded, helped Ji Qinghe whose limbs were stiff, and left there.

When passing by the schoolboy who was seriously injured by Ji Qinghe, I lowered my head and glanced at him, but his eyes opened slightly, as if he saw me as well.

I took Ji Qinghe back to his courtyard, and helped him sit on the bed.He didn't even have time to take off his shoes, so he shrank to the corner of the bed, behind the bed curtain.

"Li Sanpang," Ji Qinghe wrapped his arms around his legs, curled up into a ball, resting his head on his knees, and murmured dreamily, "I heard them talking about you, and I was very unhappy. At first, I just wanted to teach them a lesson. Yes, but later, later I..."

As if remembering his behavior just now, he shrank himself even tighter. This flower, which has always been thorny, revealed its fragility all over its body.

Ji Qinghe calmed down and continued:

"Later, later I couldn't control myself, I looked, looked at him..." He began to tremble again, with a slight cry in his tone, "I looked at his pain and moaning, and unexpectedly There is a kind of twisted pleasure, watching him beg and confess to me, I don't have any mercy, I just want him to die in my hands, I really want to kill him."

Ji Qinghe scratched his skin almost masochistically, his tone became more and more intense.

"What's wrong with me, Li Sanpang? Why... why do I feel that I have been proved by stepping on the head of an innocent person, why do I feel supreme pleasure from the pain of others .”

I saw bloodstains on his white and tender arms, and he didn't show any signs of stopping. I was worried that he would hurt himself too badly, so I held down his hand.

Ji Qinghe grabbed my wrist with his backhand, his sharp nails pierced my skin, and scarlet blood flowed out, his eyes widened, staring at the void like a ghost.

"My mother told me when I was young, I want to be honest, I want to be kind, I want to treat others gently, I can't hurt others, I can't bully others, I can't bully others, but I treat you, but I treat him—"

Ji Qinghe put my bloody palm on his face, it was scarlet blood, snow-white skin and jet-black hair, this overly bright color occupied all eyes, and was deeply imprinted in my mind place.

Ji Qinghe slowly raised his head, with tears in his eyes, he had a certain sense of broken beauty.

He smiled softly at me, like a female ghost who has absorbed enough energy, or like a fairy resurrected in a painting,

"You say, am I a bad boy?"

I leaned forward, looked straight into his eyes, almost touched his forehead, breathing together.

"you are not."

For the first time, I really opened my heart in front of him.

"Or, you are not worthy."

43,

I don't know what kind of child is a good child, because my mother never told me; I don't know what kind of child can be called a bad child, because no one has ever used this kind of affectionate word on me. .

But I vaguely know the definition of a bad guy.

In my eyes, not only Ji Qinghe, but the entire Ji Mansion, including those in-laws in the Ji Mansion, in my eyes, none of them can match the heavy meaning of the word "bad guy".

44,

The bookboy who was seriously injured by Ji Qinghe was finally rescued, but the old lady was still furious.He ordered Ji Qinghe to be banned for a month, and no one was allowed to visit him—including me.

When I was packing Ji Qinghe's clothes for his confinement, I asked him.

"Being punished because of me, son, are you angry?"

"What are you thinking about?" Ji Qinghe played with the cheap porcelain cup, his wide sleeves hung down, revealing a tender forearm, compared with his fat-skinned arm, the porcelain cup full of impurities and irregular color, It was really vulgar.

I quietly lowered my eyes, not daring to look at him again.

Instead, he came close to my eyes, as if his arms made of suet jade were around my neck, and his bright red and moist lips were close to my ear, speaking softly in a breathy voice:

"Master, I will take care of what I do myself."

My ears are already sensitive, and with his whole body hanging on me, it is rare for me to have such close contact with others. I couldn't help but blush quietly.

Ji Qinghe watched me turn red from the base of my ears to the tip of my ears, and rolled to the side holding my belly, and laughed out loud.

"Hahaha, you are really interesting, little Lizi—"

Amidst his laughter, I lowered my head in embarrassment.

After Ji Qinghe laughed enough, he finally corrected his expression, walked to my side, and helped me tidy up my clothes.

"You're right here, waiting for me."

Ji Qinghe's tone was soft, but it concealed an undeniable meaning.

After the clothes were neatly folded, he quietly put my hand in his palm, his eyes darkened, and he made a promise.

"I'll be right back."

45,

He wasn't lying.

It was me who broke my promise.

46,

It hasn't been long since the relationship between Ji Qinghe and I eased up, and people in Ji's residence still think that I still don't please the Fourth Young Master.

Because of this, when I was dragged away in front of all the servants.

Everyone is surprised.

The one who dragged me away was the book boy who was beaten half to death by Ji Qinghe. The near-death experience did not make him grow wiser, but instead made him angry and worse.

This time, I faintly felt that something was wrong, and wanted to escape, but unfortunately, his strength was far greater than that of a man with no flesh, so I was dragged by him to a secluded corner of the garden.

When the first punch landed, he said.

"Do you know why I hate you?"

His second punch to my chest prevented me from answering, but he wasn't even going to listen to me.

"Because of your eyes."

The third punch fell, and there was a bloody smell in my mouth.

"Your eyes, and those high-ranking big shots..."

His fist was not protected, my whole body was in severe pain, and his fist was also red, swollen and bleeding, but he didn't care at all.

The fifth punch, the sixth punch, the seventh punch...

When the fists fell like raindrops, I vaguely saw someone running past in the corner of my vision.

When I finally spit out the first mouthful of blood, he gritted his teeth and continued the second sentence.

"... What's the difference?"

I spat out the second mouthful of blood, felt the familiar sharp pain all over my body, looked at him coldly, and thought secretly in my heart.

If I hadn't died today, I would have killed him.

He was suddenly agitated, and his hands became harder and harder.

"Yes, that's the look."

"That's the look."

His cloudy eyes were full of madness.

"Do you still remember, when I fell there in such a state of embarrassment, you glanced at me," he threw me to the ground, grabbed my neck with both hands, and watched my face gradually turn blue, he grinned grinningly, " It's that look, it's disgusting."

His facial features were distorted, and he became inhuman in my gradually weakening breath.He didn't let go of his hand, the air was pulled away one by one, the brain began to congest, there was a buzzing tinnitus in his ears, and there was a patch of colorful color blocks in front of his eyes. Before the colorful blocks faded into darkness, there was the sound of his gnashing of teeth.

"We're all scumbags, why do you look down on us?"

47,

I have said it many times, I am the child of destiny, and it is not so easy to die before I become a big event. Whenever I am in danger, there will always be noble people from heaven to help.

But it was a coincidence that when he was in Jifu, the noble person who came twice was the same person.

When I retrieved my soul from the darkness, Ji Sanqing acted the same as when he brought me back home, sitting beside my bed, holding a wet handkerchief, with a worried expression on his face.

Seeing that I woke up, he didn't become happy, but dejected.

"Why do you almost die every time I see you?" He drooped his head, very depressed, "Isn't it better for me to see you less in the future?"

No, no, I can't live without you.

To see the world again, to breathe the air again, to live on, to explore the myriad avenues of the future, I am so grateful to you.

I struggled to get up and wanted to express what was in my heart, but due to the injury in my throat, it was difficult for me to speak. I tried my best to say two words in front of my hoarse voice:

"……without thanks……"

Seeing my reaction so violently, Ji Sanqing was startled, and quickly pushed me back under the quilt.

"Don't, don't, I just made a joke with you, can't I be wrong, little brother." Ji Sanqing carefully checked my wound, and then sat back, but after sitting back, he thought something was wrong , tapped my head lightly in a half-punishment way, "You too, you still move around with such a serious injury."

I wanted to say something else, but Ji Sanqing, who sensed something was wrong, quickly covered my mouth with his hands.

"You are not allowed to say anything, just listen to me."

Under Ji Sanqing's stern gaze, I nodded involuntarily. Seeing that I agreed decisively, he let go of his hand covering my mouth.

"What did you want to say just now?" Like an old man, Ji Sanqing took two steps with his hands behind his back and suddenly realized, "Ah, by the way, I want to tell you that I was not the one who saved you. I was sleeping on a nearby tree when Xiaozhu ran over suddenly and stabbed me down from the tree, asking me to help