Confucian General [Ancient and Modern]

After all, Su Cong is in good health, and teenagers are always energetic, and the fever basically subsides the next day.

However, he just dragged Su Shang to death and refused to let him go home.

"Ah Shang, you should live here." Su Cong looked at Su Shang eagerly, and the Grand Duke at his feet flicked his tail with a look of disgust, found his toy ball, picked it up and ran away, using his own The butt fully expressed its contempt for Su Cong's behavior.

The little animal tilted its head on the sofa at one side to look at the two of them, then let out a 'meow', jumped off the sofa lightly, and went to play with the Grand Duke.

Su Shang stood by the gate with his arms folded and looked at him expressionlessly, Su Cong shrank his neck and was scared.

"...Why don't I take you back." Su Cong turned around and went back to the room to put on his clothes. "Bieshang Garden is in the suburbs. There is a lot of traffic jam on the road at this time. If you go back by car, you will be very tired."

It's quite serious.

Su Shang squinted his eyes and smiled, then looked at Su Cong's still abnormal expression, shook his head, and said before the other party changed his face: "I'm going out to buy some food and come back, you wait here."

"Then you're not leaving?" Su Cong's eyes lit up.

Su Shang nodded, noncommittal, then turned and walked out the door.

It wasn't until Su Shang left that Su Cong returned to the room with a smile on his face.

It's an awesome feeling.

He couldn't help thinking this, and then buried his face on the pillow that Su Shang slept on last night, took a deep breath, and let out a muffled laugh.

Su Shang bought some vegetables in the supermarket outside, thinking about Su Cong's body, he bought some rice before going back - Bieshang Garden has all the furniture, but the inside is empty, except for running water, there is nothing.

If Su Cong has lived here most of the time for so many years, it is really hard for Su Shang to imagine what he eats.

When he entered, Su Cong had already packed his clothes and sat in the living room, watching TV boredly, but the strength in his hand almost broke the remote control.

The moment he saw Su Shang coming back, his restless and even slightly gloomy expression suddenly disappeared, and he immediately laughed, grabbed Su Shang's hand and squeezed it, and then hugged him again .

Su Shang didn't refuse either, but casually said while preparing things in the kitchen, "When is the next time Doctor Wenrou will treat you?"

Su Cong's face froze, "Tomorrow."

Su Shang nodded, kept moving his hands, motioned Su Cong to go out with the bowls and chopsticks, and then said, "Is it convenient for me to listen together?"

"With you, nothing is impossible." Su Cong lowered his head, focused on looking at his feet, and then said: "Ah Shang..."

With his look like this, Toes knew he was worried again.

Su Shang had water in his hands and couldn't touch Su Cong's head, so he had to smile at him, "Cong Cong, you should be a little confident."

"Don't always think that I will be angry. I have been thinking about me for more than [-] years in your mind, and I am the only one who will be angry."

Su Cong didn't know what to say, but just shook his head subconsciously.

"You look like this, I really don't know how you led Jin Yuan to the peak of the dynasty..." Su Shang pursed his lips and smiled. Among them, the eternal and one emperor are connected together.

Su Cong frowned when he heard that, he didn't want to think about the 30 years of life like a walking dead, so he turned around and went out to set up a plate.

Su Shang smiled lightly, took out the dishes, pointed at the meat on one side and said with a smile: "You are just sick, you can't eat meaty things, this bowl of porridge is yours."

Su Cong pursed his lips, but he didn't refuse. He lowered his head and drank the porridge, picking up some vegetables from time to time... It was surprisingly bland.

Since he had to get up early the next day and had to do preparations, Su Shang asked Wen Rou and Fang Ping on the phone in front of Su Cong, then took a look at Su Cong, and then walked to the unfinished study room in.

Su Cong was circling outside in a hurry, and the pup on one side also squatted on one side of his forehead, scratching and barking at the same time.

Su Cong looked at it coldly, then sneered, "Hmph, little San'er."

The big male bird ignored him, seeing that the door was not pushed open by his head, he stood up with his short legs, and ran to the blanket by the balcony to bask in the sun with the little beast.

So Su Cong was the only person squatting at the door trying to eavesdrop. Unfortunately, the quality of the door was so good that he couldn't hear anything.

Su Shang, who was inside the door, entered the study and asked him gently.

She just wanted to find a place where Su Cong wasn't there so that she could talk to him, but there was really nothing to get rid of Su Cong except to walk into the room and lock the room.

Su Shang could only enter this study.

"You have to pay attention to what I'm going to say next." The gentle voice was very soft, and it seemed to be particularly soothing when it came from the phone.

Su Shang didn't have much mood swings at first, but because he was a little worried about Su Cong, now listening to the gentle voice, he subconsciously felt relieved.

Rourou seemed to be flipping through something over there, and her voice was also smiling and joyful, "According to the information you and I have fed back, Su Cong's condition is indeed getting better every day."

"From a psychological or criminological point of view, your existence is as indispensable to Su Cong as a salvation or a belief." Then, he said softly: "His condition is improving, I think this It’s something everyone can see.”

"I know." Su Shang looked around, then took out a piece of white A4 paper, picked up a pen and wrote down what Gentle said and explained on it.

Rourou stopped there for a while, as if looking up some information, Su Shang waited quietly, browsing up and down what he had just written.

"Ah, that's right." Rourou suddenly said: "Ah Shang, has Su Cong done anything special these days, such as relying on you so much that he will be very anxious if he doesn't see you for a while?"

Su Shang frowned instantly, and thought about it carefully.

In fact, it’s not just this period of time, it dates back to the Jin and Yuan Dynasties. After Ao Feng jokingly said that he would tell him about a good marriage, for a long time after that, Ao Feng’s other situations were all the same. Not optimistic.

"Not only this period of time, but even earlier, Su Cong was very dependent on me." Su Shang was also a little apprehensive. Modern times are no different than Jin Yuan, and there are many things that cannot be solved by the methods at that time.

"That's it." With a gentle smile, "Don't worry, he just doesn't feel safe."

"By the way, let me ask one more question." Ruan also hesitated for a moment, as if she felt that from her point of view, no matter where she came from, she didn't seem like a person who could say this, "Ah Shang, I know you are A good boy, but Su Cong's situation is very special, if you can't guarantee to be with him all the time—at least until he recovers from illness, I hope you will do it as soon as possible..."

"You don't need to worry about this." Su Shang looked gentle, and his eyes shifted to the finely crafted wood carvings on the table, and even some white porcelain ornaments, all made by Su Cong himself, "I'm determined It won't be like that."

Gentle and silent for a moment, then smiled, "It's too early to say this now, I will give you a copy of my information here, I will go to Kyoto tomorrow, but within this period of time, I hope you can help me give him Adjuvant therapy."

"Okay, I will fully cooperate." Afterwards, Su Shang hung up the phone, found the computer on the other side, opened it, and quickly browsed some information sent by Rourou just now.

At the same time, there is a gentle chat window.

"Su Cong's recent performance is extremely insecure. Under this situation, if all the people he likes give him a hug or touch, he will feel an unprecedented sense of pleasure," the words being output by Wenrou's side It didn't disappear all the time, and then, Su Shang tried to search on the Internet, but after all, the information was too scarce, and the types of answers were also varied, so there was no opinion to refer to at all.

"How long will this situation last?" Su Shang sent over, then frowned, and then said: "He recently used self-harm to attract my attention."

"This is some of the actions he made when he was extremely unconfident." Gentle continued over there: "He only thinks that you are by his side only for a while, not for long, and you need to do something to be able to The act of expressing his heart reassured him."

Su Shang fell into deep thought immediately.

He really didn't know what to do to make Su Cong gradually return to normal.

During his 20 years as emperor, he lived as much as an ascetic monk. Once the emotions that had been suppressed for 20 years erupted, it was obviously incredible that Su Cong did not collapse at that time.

He didn't understand it at first, but since he gradually came into contact with psychology, he felt that the problem was actually very serious.

Among the emperors in history, more or less there will be some ways to vent their emotions, some are tyrannical, some are lustful - even if the emperor is really famous and loved by the whole country, who knows the suspicion in their hearts in private How much does it weigh?

Rourou said some things that might be helpful, and after Su Shang wrote them down one by one, he turned off the computer.

After he went out with a piece of paper, he saw Su Cong leaning cross-legged against the wall on the carpet at the door. After seeing him, his expression suddenly became lively, his eyes were bright, and he couldn't see at all. It was a patient who had a high fever and hadn't recovered yet.

Su Shang touched the piece of paper in his pocket and felt it was extremely hot. At this moment, he suddenly felt a little unconfident——Su Cong's heart was forcibly suppressed by him like ashes, and he could really follow the tenderness. Did you open them one by one?

"Ah Shang." Su Cong saw Su Shang's strange expression since he came out, so he took the initiative to touch his hand, and after narrowing his eyes by appointment, he couldn't help pinching again.

He just wanted to call Su Shang, and he didn't have any other ideas.

Su Shang came back to his senses, subconsciously stroked Su Cong's hair with the other hand, and said softly: "It's okay, let's go out for a walk?"