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It was very quiet at night.

Ah Wu thought that Ye Qing would cry, and he would act like he usually does, pretending to be more indifferent than anyone else despite the fact that everyone knew he was bad.It's a pity that this time, Ah Wu didn't see Ye Qing's meaningless expression again.He walked with his head down all the way, not saying a word, not even raising his head.But Ah Wu knew that Ye Qing's expressionless face and those clear eyes must be extremely sad.

Ye Qing lay down on the bed and fell asleep in the short time before Ah Wu went to fetch hot water.A Wuyi came in, saw Ye Qing's motionless back, was so frightened that he almost threw the basin away.

Ah Wu approached and called him softly, but he was already in a daze of sleep, so he didn't answer.Ah Wu saw that Ye Qing's complexion was not right, so he stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, which was so hot that it made people panic.

"Ye Qing! Ye Qing!...Master?" Ah Wu put the hot water from the call aside, and patted Ye Qing lightly, but there was still no response.

"Why did it start burning all of a sudden?" Ah Wu tried his best to straighten Ye Qing's body.Ah Wu wanted to clean up the wounds on his body, so he reached out to untie Ye Qing's belt... As soon as his hands touched Ye Qing's clothes, Ah Wu suddenly withdrew his hands and rubbed his red hot cheeks : "Ah Wu, Ah Wu, why are you ashamed! You and Ye Qing are both boys! What are you thinking about!"

A Wu looked at Ye Qing who was burning and flushed, took a deep breath, and held it back.

Then he stretched out his hand, wrapped his arms around Ye Qing's waist, pulled out the belt that was pressed under him bit by bit, and untied it.Then he carefully took off the clothes from Ye Qing's shoulders and arms bit by bit.It wasn't until Ye Qing's white back with six or seven bloodstains showed in front of Ah Wu that Ah Wu jumped out of the excitement and shyness, replaced by a heartfelt heartache.

On the back that was so thin that there was not much flesh left, the ribs on the side were clearly visible, and several obvious welts had already broken the skin.There is a dazzling blood in the welt, and the two sides are swollen and raised, with different shades of red.Hazel scars can be vaguely seen elsewhere, and there is a particularly deep one, which is a knife wound three years ago.Everything else is his father's work.

Ah Wu wrung out a hot towel and carefully wiped those new wounds.While wiping, pouted and scolded: "Where is there such a son who raises him? If he can't raise a son, don't raise it. What crime did Ye Qing suffer!"

Ah Wu covered the edge of the whiplash with a hot towel, thinking to let the bruise melt away and prevent future scars.He took Baiyao again and carefully applied it to the wound.He looked at Ye Qing, who was sleeping like a pig, and got angry again, and continued to mutter: "Fortunately, I don't have a father, if my father dares to treat me like this, see if I don't cut off the relationship immediately..."

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After scolding, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, immediately threw the things in his hand, folded his hands together and said: "Daddy, I didn't mean you...I scolded someone else's father..."

At the same time, a black figure was hiding in the dark night, lying on the roof of Ye Qing Bieyuan, skillfully lifted a roof tile, and peeped into the inner room.

"Tsk. Not promising." The man looked at the sleeping Ye Qing from a distance, and let out a contemptuous sound.

Ye Qing was so burnt that he seemed to be in a dream.He dreamed that his father told him to take off his clothes and kneel in the wind, shivering from the cold.

He closed his eyes tightly, and fell into a deep dream, unable to wake up.He shrank his body suddenly, and the wound on his back that had just been well-medicated opened his mouth again.

"Cold... hurts... Father, don't..." Ah Wuting hugged the quilt tightly, shrunk almost into a ball.But with these few words, he knew what Ye Qing dreamed about.Ye Qing usually doesn't talk in his sleep, so he must be burned out at this moment.

A Wu shook his hands and gave some more medicine, and hurriedly covered him with the quilt, for fear of covering his wound.

"Cold...cold..." Ye Qing was lying on his side, wrapped in a quilt, and could only murmur between his lips and teeth.His face was flushed red, but his lips were pale.There was no place on his body that wasn't hot, but his hands and feet were cold, Ye Qing gritted his teeth and shivered.Ah Wu hurriedly stomped his feet, what should we do?It was already night, even if all the servants were woken up, they might not be able to find the doctor at this moment.Even if he could find a doctor, he might be alarmed to Mr. Ye.

"Cold..." Ye Qing was still trembling.

Ah Wu stomped his feet twice, thinking about the fever caused by the wind and cold, presumably all he needed to do was sweat.He just squatted down, stretched out his hand to hold Ye Qing's cold hand and began to rub it slowly, not knowing whether Ye Qing could hear it or not, he just coaxed himself: "Okay, okay, it's not cold anymore, just rub it and it won't hurt." It's cold." But Ah Wu is Ah Wu, and while coaxing Ye Qing, he had to mutter: "When you wake up, I have to let you rub it back for me."

Ye Qing felt in a trance that someone had pulled his hand, and somehow felt relieved.

In his dream, he dreamed that his biological mother Graceful, whom he had never seen before, was standing beside him, protecting him with the long-lost feminine tenderness.In the dream, what Ye Qing saw was a young and beautiful young woman.Ye Qing has grown up, standing beside his mother, as tall as her.The mother stood against the light, seemed to be smiling, seemed to be speaking, but Ye Qing couldn't hear a word, so he staggered forward in a hurry, shouting: "Mother!" But the mother still stood very tight. Far away, every time Ye Qing took a step, his mother seemed to be farther away.

"Mother—" Ye Qing exhaled, and suddenly opened his eyes.

There was no mother in front of him, only Ah Wu was rubbing his cold hands.

"Then what...you kept saying it was cold just now, so I'll warm you up." Ah Wu suddenly withdrew his hand, and his face started to feel hot again for no reason.After all, he turned around and left.

"...Come here." Ye Qing propped up half of his body, and whispered to Ah Wu's back.

With just this soft sound, Yu Ah Wu seemed to be unable to take a single step, like a fixed spell.

Ah Wu turned around and came back, walked back to Ye Qing's bed and asked, "What are you doing?"

Ye Qing slowly sat up straight, stretched out his hand to hold Ah Wu, and said softly: "In ancient times, there were good friends who lay on the same couch, and fell asleep on their feet...you stay tonight and stay with me."

Ah Wu's teeth chattered.Some people tremble when they are afraid, others tremble when they are excited.But Ah Wu didn't know what kind of trembling he was feeling now.Although he never stopped calling Ye Qing by his name, he never thought that one day, Ye Qing would say the word "friend" to him.He couldn't even tell whether he had more affection for Ye Qing, a master and servant, or a brotherhood.Or some other feelings have long been produced.All he knew was that he wished he could hug the sickly Ye Qing tightly and tell him: don't say just one night, every night, he is willing. ——But Ah Wu is Ah Wu, he let Ye Qing pull him, but he still stood stiffly, and said quietly: "Since you said...then I can't leave, right? Just a little, don't sleep Squeeze me!"

"..."

The jade ghost on the roof stared wide-eyed and watched Ah Wu start to take off his coat, almost slipped his hands and fell straight down.