After death with the master

After Ning Sui returned to the room, he sat on the window sill again, leaning on the window with one hand, and looked coldly at the bustling crowd below.

It was already cold in Tanzhou in September, and the sun wasn't out today, and the wind blowing on the face was icy cold, but Ning Sui didn't even shake his eyelashes.

He didn't know how long he sat there, anyway, he didn't care about the passage of time.

It's just that when Zhou He's figure appeared on the street, Ning Sui still couldn't help but stop his wandering gaze, which fell on him little by little, and finally couldn't move away.

Biansheng Zhou He could notice that when he was about to disappear from Ning Sui's sight, he slowly raised his head to give Ning Sui a glance, and raised his lips.

So Ning Sui happened to meet his smiling eyes.

Ning Sui didn't move, just looked at him like this.

His face was calm and calm, without showing any emotion, but in fact, he could only see Zhou He in this vast crowd, and he could only see the huge black and golden crane on his sleeve robe.

Zhou He lowered his head and disappeared from Ning Sui's sight.

Ning Sui still didn't move, as if the person who was looking at Zhou He just now was not him.

But after a moment of silence, his right hand, which was full of strings, curled slightly and pulled the messy strings.

Then he heard the sound of the door opening, and Ning Sui knew that Zhou He had come without turning his head.

Zhou He: "Chen Widow went to Xuanmen to explain the situation, and will return later. Shall we talk?"

He closed the door and walked to Ning Sui, and sat behind him.

In front of the window itself is a long sheet, and Ning Sui always sits sideways to watch the flow of people under the window.

"That Mr. Li said that he knew about the existence of Mei from the booklet left by his father." Zhou He said casually: "When he was born, someone from the Taoist sect made a fortune teller for him, saying that he was born with evil spirits. If this path is suitable for him, his father wants to ask him to read more sage books and get a good name, even if he doesn't want to, the wealth left by his father's hard work is enough for him to live on."

Ning Sui, who thought he wanted to talk about him, paused for a moment, but didn't answer.

Zhou He continued slowly: "Mr. Li seemed to think the same way before, but his biological father was when he was 12 years old..."

He paused: "I was beaten to death by a farmer who was blinded by evil spirits."

Mysterious masters are not allowed to attack ordinary people. Li Jin's biological father is a warlock who can only do simple hexagrams. Not necessarily on the body.

What's more, he can't make a move.

Ning Sui still didn't speak, he wasn't interested in these at all.

To put it cold-bloodedly, he doesn't have any empathy, and he doesn't know how to empathize.

The sorrows and joys of human beings are not interlinked.

Zhou He also knew it, so he didn't continue to say, just said: "I made a fortune for him. In fact, although his fate is evil, it should have been a safe and smooth fate. The magician from the Taoist sect of Tanzhou ...The calculated fate, no matter who calculates it, is not necessarily accurate."

He put his hand on Ning Sui's head, smoothed his hair gently, and his tone was very gentle: "I taught you something wrong before, and now I correct it."

"Ningning, don't live for others, you have to live for yourself."

When Ning Sui heard that address, he took the lead in looking at Zhou He coldly.

As for the words behind?

Sorry, our prince's greatest ability is to go in the left ear and out the right ear.

Zhou He didn't care about his pretending to sleep, just looked at him with a smile.

It is also his ability to piss off people like Ning Sui.

He was also satisfied that he could make Ning Sui show some emotions that a human being should have: "Isn't the name just to be called? Why do you care so much?"

He teased him: "Ningning?"

Ning Sui raised his hand expressionlessly.

This title originally came from his biological mother, and after his biological mother passed away, few people called him that.

Even his biological father would only occasionally call out "Ning Ning" in a coy and unnatural way.

But it happened to be that day in Wugui Mountain, when his biological father came to see him, he called out so that Zhou He could hear him.

Ning Sui still remembered that he was holding a fishing rod made of bamboo, looked back at them with slightly raised eyebrows, and repeated the sentence in a surprised and somewhat ambiguous tone: "Ning Ning?"

Then he continued: "What a cute name, and this little iceberg..."

He laughed, and that made Ning Sui immediately turn cold.

After that, Ning Sui did not allow anyone to call him that, not even his biological father.

Zhou He looked at the thread in Ning Sui's hand, and couldn't help smiling with his eyes bent.

Ning Sui threatened him in this way.

The kitten seemed to stretch out its sharp claws, but in fact, its nails had already been retracted into its flesh.

Zhou He wanted to tease him again, but he was afraid of teasing Ning Sui ruthlessly, and he just turned his head and left. The old dog was more difficult to be a human being, so he had to endure it.

He was about to say something to Ning Sui Shun Mao when he heard a knock on the door.

Zhou He raised his eyebrows, and then saw Xiaoer push the door open and walk in: "Master Ning, the fish you ordered is ready."

After he finished speaking, he saw Zhou He sitting in the corner, and instantly understood: "Master Zhou."

Zhou He was not surprised at all that the person who didn't seem to be listening had already ordered for him, he walked over to sit down, and waved to Ning Sui when Xiao Er finished arranging the dishes and got up to leave: "Come on, let's go together. "

Ning Sui didn't even look at the delicious food on the table, even though he could already smell the fish.

Zhou He was not in a hurry, and picked up the fishbone slowly: "We won't be hungry, but we can always satisfy our tongue? Or do you not like fish? But you didn't pick it when you were on Wugui Mountain. .”

but……

Ning Sui seemed to have nothing to eat.

Ning Sui was always like this, even Zhou He couldn't see his likes and dislikes.

His affection for anyone and anything was a little too light.

After Zhou He finished eating all the fish on the table, he packed up the dishes and went downstairs.

Ning Sui looked out of the window for a moment, but before he came back, he paused, and after all he glanced sideways at the closed door, and then looked back out of the window expressionlessly.

However, when Widow Chen came back, Zhou He still didn't come up.

Ning Sui listened to Widow Chen talking in his room about how many people Li Jin had killed, what disgusting collections were there, and that the Lihuayuan was originally arranged by Li Jin's father, so it was like a maze.

For the first time he felt a little noisy.

When Widow Chen was still talking about Xie Mu, Ning Sui finally cast his gaze away.

Instead of just listening in silence as in the past, his gaze was flat and indifferent, which directly made Chen Zhi shut up.

Widow Chen scratched her head: "...Brother Ning?"

Ning Sui didn't say a word, but withdrew his gaze and continued to be dumb with a blank expression.

After Chen Widow hesitated for a while, he still left the place.

After Ning Sui fell silent for a while, his door was pushed open again.

Ning Sui didn't move, but he knew that Zhou He was here.

"Come on." Zhou He called him, "Look what this is."

Ning Sui was silent for a while, then left the window and walked over.

His eyes fell on the bowl in Zhou He's hand, he looked at the white things in the bowl and didn't speak.

Zhou He put the bowl on the wooden table: "I haven't done it for you for a long time, my hands are a little rough, and it took a while. Don't you wait?"

He paused: "Sugar steamed cheese, I remember you like to eat this."

Ning Sui lowered his eyes and did not move, Zhou He smiled: "Chen Widow said he thinks you like to eat bean curd, but do you think that bean curd looks a bit like this?"

indeed.

This is indeed the reason why Ning Sui glanced at Dou Hua at the beginning.

But he really has no preference or dislike for food.

Ning Sui sat down and picked up the spoon after a long silence.

Whether it was before or now, he would eat it because...

It was made by Zhou He himself.

More than 200 years ago, Zhou He didn't believe that he was not interested in desserts like ordinary children, so he personally learned to make a bowl of steamed sugar cheese and put it in front of him.

At that time Zhou He rubbed his hands and said in a drawn out tone, "This stuff is really hard to make. If you don't like it, I'll learn something else."

Zhou He will always be like this.

Ning Sui took a spoonful, and said in his heart that he would always be like this.

Gentle and careful.

He will not force him, nor will he kidnap him, he always spoils him and treats him well.

But in his heart...

Is he just a child who can't grow up and still needs his protection, or is he just his only apprentice?

Ning Sui took a bite of sugar-steamed shortbread cheese.

Still the same taste, sweet but not greasy.

The sugar-steamed crispy cheese is actually meant to be refrigerated, but Zhou He looks casual, but in fact he is impatient most of the time, so he froze it out of a trick.

A faint coolness came in, but Ning Sui's heart floated up from the cold bottom of the lake.

Seeing that he had eaten, Zhou He breathed a sigh of relief.

He said casually: "It's inconvenient for you to not have a puppet like this, why don't you go back to Wugui Mountain to get Xuefeng Wujinmu?"

Ning Sui didn't answer, just asked: "I'm not hungry, why do you cook for me?"

He only took a mouthful, then put down the spoon, his tone remained flat, like a puppet talking.

Zhou He twisted his fingers: "If I want to do it for you, I will do it for you. It's good for you, so I have to find a reason?"

Again.

Ning Sui couldn't understand why Zhou He could pamper and pamper him unconditionally.

But at this time he...

He wants to try.

Like Zhou He said.

"Let's go back." Ning Sui picked up the spoon and picked up the second spoon, his tone was still calm: "I want to be a puppet."

He is like a piece of ice that has always frozen himself in the snowy river. After Zhou He's endless and tireless salvage, he finally willingly entered the net to see the sun on the shore.

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Note: The joys and sorrows of human beings are not the same, I just think they are noisy. ——Lu Xun

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