As long as everyone gives a little love

Sangu is the oldest among the servants of Youlong Castle, and all the big and small things in daily life have to go through her arrangement.

"The castle owner gets up at Yinshi and goes to sleep at Choushi."

Lu Shenxing rolled his eyelids, he got up earlier than a chicken and went to bed later than a dog.

"Eleventh, from today onwards, you will live in this green forest garden and be responsible for the daily life and cleaning of the castle owner." The third aunt's face was like dried orange peel, the right eye was missing the eyeball, only the white of the eye remained, An extremely deep scar stretched down from the corner of his right eye to his left ear, extremely hideous.

"Eating is at Wanyuan Residence, without the owner's permission, the study room is not allowed to enter."

Lu Shenxing asked with a cautious expression, "Third Aunt, what if I accidentally go in?"

The third aunt stared, "Then wait for death."

Lu Shenxing, "..."

"Castle Master Xi Jing." The third aunt said with a straight face, "If you can't manage your tongue well, then just cut it off."

Lu Shenxing twitched lightly, he felt sorry for the ten people in front.

"Why are you in a daze?" The third aunt said sharply, "It's the most taboo to be in a daze here, maybe the next time you are in a daze, the things around your neck will be gone."

"Third Aunt..." Lu Shenxing smiled, "You must have been beautiful when you were young, as if floating out of a painting."

The third aunt snorted, her tone was a little slow, "You are not very old, but your eyesight is pretty good."

Lu Shenxing squeezed her shoulders, "Third Aunt, I think this mountain is so big, besides the study room, is there any other place I can't go?"

"The back mountain is a forbidden area, don't think about what you shouldn't think about." The third aunt said a few words more rarely, "Receive that curiosity and serve the castle master honestly."

Lu Shenxing nodded and bowed to send Sangu away, and when he turned around, he almost touched a handsome face.

Liu Huo who didn't know when was standing behind didn't speak, and stared at Lu Shenxing with a look that could make people hairy.

The next moment he burst out laughing, "Hahahahaha, Little Eleven, you must be scared."

Lu Shenxing left silently, I fucking want to be quiet right now.

Liuhuo rubbed his chin, there were very few people who didn't cry when they met Sangu, there had always been a rumor in Youlongbao that Sangu was scarier than ghosts, even he could break out in a sweat sometimes.

A voice came out suddenly from behind, "He doesn't look like he is thirteen or fourteen years old."

"It really doesn't look like it." Liu Huo turned his head and blinked at Wei Young, "Looks like Ten 56?"

Wei Young lifted his foot to leave, Liu Huo followed, "Perhaps Xiao Shiyi is young and mature."

"Don't leave me with a hippie smile." Wei Young kept walking, her red lips parted slightly, "If there is anything abnormal, you can't stay."

Liu Huo suddenly smiled wryly, it was very difficult to find a servant.

At three o'clock on the next day, before dawn, Lu Shenxing rolled out of the bed in extreme pain, brushed his hair sleepily, and yawned as he went to get dressed.

After Lu Shenxing cleaned himself up, knocked on the door and walked into the bedroom, he saw Shen Cheng sitting on the head of the bed, with black hair loose and loose belt, revealing a small piece of white chest. When he saw him, his handsome face There is no superfluous expression on the face.

"Morning castle master."

Shen Chengmin took a look and was speechless.

Lu Shenxing soaked the cloth towel in a basin and kneaded it until it was half dry, then spread it out and handed it over.

Shen Cheng took it, wiped his face casually, and after washing up, he stood up straight, with his arms outstretched, and nodded slightly.

Lu Shenxing didn't move at all, Shen Cheng didn't get angry or urge him, just maintained his noble and incomparable uncle Fan.

"Castle Master, do you want me to hug you?" A ray of light flashed across Lu Shenxing's eyes, and he quickly restrained himself. He wondered, "I'm too young to hug you."

Shen Cheng's face, which was like a pool of stagnant water, finally underwent a slight change, which was fleeting, and he said two words from his lips, "Change clothes."

Lu Shenxing hooked the corners of his lips in satisfaction from an angle Shen Cheng couldn't see, and went over to get him a shirt.

Looking up, the difference in height made Lu Shenxing's face darken instantly, and the moment he stepped on his feet, his heart collapsed.

When tidying Shen Cheng's front and neckline, Lu Shenxing, who had to put his feet on a higher floor, had a dark face.

Shen Cheng knew that this child who only reached his chest was full of thoughts, but he didn't have the slightest intention to ask questions.

Lu Shenxing, who hadn't adjusted to his new identity, stood idle for a few seconds, then went over to shake the quilt, messed it up and put it in a corner.

They are all people who are determined to die, and they probably don't have the energy to care about these details.

When combing Shen Cheng's hair, Lu Shenxing pulled one out, but did not respond.

He tore off four or five sticks, secretly pinched his thighs hard, his eyes were moist, and he asked sincerely, "Castle Master, did you hurt you?"

Shen Cheng glanced lightly, his eyes swept across the ball on the bed, and walked outside.

How is this different from The Walking Dead?Lu Shenxing scolded irritably.

In spring, summer, autumn and winter, Shen Cheng would wake up and sit alone in the back mountain for an hour every day, doing nothing but sitting quietly.

Lu Shenxing, who was standing at the foot of the mountain bridge, scratched his neck, time was running out, he had to find a way to attract Shen Cheng's attention, and make him feel that there was still a reason worth living.

The deep gray sky gradually turned white, layers of mist dispersed, and reddish clouds gathered in the east like going to a market.

Lu Shenxing wiped away the moisture from his face, could Shen Cheng be waiting for the sunrise?

"Castle Master, your hair is messed up."

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Lu Shenxing went over courteously, stretched out his hand to gently gather the hair on Shen Cheng's back in his hands, raised his head and grinned at him, "Okay."

Shen Cheng's expression was cold, without any change, indifferent.

With all the horses racing in his heart, Lu Shenxing had to keep a smile on his face, and he had to be shy and nervous, damn it, he wanted to vomit blood.

When Lu Shenxing came back to his senses, he was the only one left at the foot of the mountain.

Wan Yuanjuli, Liu Huo who had been waiting there for a long time to see Shen Cheng, came forward to say hello, he stretched his neck and looked back, "Castle Master, where is Little Eleven?"

Shen Cheng squinted, that clearly meant to ask who is Little Eleven?

"Your boy." Liu Huo looked incredulous, "Castle Master, isn't he the one who waits for you to wash up? He is small, with round eyes, black and thin."

Wei Young, who had just picked up the bowl beside him, heard that description, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Shen Cheng asked unprecedentedly, "Why is it Eleven?"

Liu Huo held his forehead, "Castle Master, because he is your No.11 servant."

Shen Cheng's expression was indifferent, and he didn't speak anymore.

So, really lost?Liu Huo put down his chopsticks and was about to stand up when he saw a small figure passing by the window.

When people came in, he swept up and down, "Little Shishi, where have you been?"

Lu Shenxing glanced at Shen Cheng from the corner of his eye, and walked towards him, "Guardian Zuo, I'm lost."

Liu Huo obviously didn't believe it, he found that the child was full of secrets.

There was a scent wafting from the end of his nose, Lu Shenxing stood with his head bowed, looking at his nose and heart, he was just an honest and responsible child, no one would pay attention to him for no reason.

"Castle Master, this place is dirty."

Hearing the sound, Liuhuo and Weiyang raised their heads, seeing the child earnestly remove a grain of porridge from the castle owner's cuff, they were both a little strange.

They could tell that the child really cared about the castle master.

Liu Huo showed a meaningful smile and said it directly.

Shen Cheng seemed to have never heard of it, and drank the porridge slowly.

The corners of Lu Shenxing's eyes twitched, not only because of his heart, but also as an offering to his ancestors.

Every day after that, Lu Shenxing did enough teasing things on the premise of ensuring his own safety, but Shen Cheng never cared about it.

He felt an unprecedented sense of frustration.

On October [-]th, two days before the day of Shen Cheng's suicide, Lu Shenxing's mouth was bubbling with anxiety. He first went to Sangu's place to stay for a while, but found nothing, so he went to look for Uncle Hua again.

That old man is the miracle doctor Fang Hu, apart from him, only Shen Cheng knows.

Lu Shenxing didn't get a good face when he said his words a few times before, and he was kicked out, until he happened to bump into Fabo's old problem and fell down in the medicine garden. He ran over to help him up.

Since then, he has come and gone every now and then. No matter how weird his temper is, Uncle Hua is still an old man, and he likes to have someone to talk with.

Uncle Hua patted the bamboo basket and patted off the herbs stuck to it, "Eleventh, are you listening? This black fringe is a good thing, you have to take it easy later, don't spoil it."

"I'm listening." Lu Shenxing patted his head, "Uncle Hua, I just saw the cauldron boiling in the room."

"Hey! You kid, why didn't you tell me earlier that the medicinal materials in it were hard for me to get, and they are precious. If you don't pay attention to the heat, it will be over."

Uncle Hua hurried into the house, and Lu Shenxing took the opportunity to grab a bunch of black grass from the bamboo basket on the ground and put it on his body, and returned to the green bamboo garden as if nothing had happened.

At three o'clock in the ugly hour, Shen Cheng, who had just fallen asleep, suddenly felt his mouth dry. He got up and poured a cup of cold tea, but the heat subsided a little. go down.

The door was gently pushed open, Lu Shen walked in, dragged Shen Cheng's legs, dragged him to the front of the bed, put one of his arms on his shoulder, passed his hand under the other's armpit, pressed his fingers tightly, and tried with all his strength to push him away. People pull up.

He still overestimated the strength of this body, he just shook it a few times before falling onto Shen Cheng.

"I have never served anyone like this in my life." Lu Shenxing looked down at Shen Cheng below him, narrowed his eyes into a slit, and lowered his head to bite down on his neck.

Licking the blood in his mouth, Lu Shen took off Shen Cheng's obscene pants, and wrote seven large characters on his leg with a brush.

My uncle came here for a visit.

Waking up to find bite marks on my neck, plus those few words, such a blatant insult and provocation, shouldn't be ignored.

The next day, before dawn, Liu Huo and Wei Young hurried to the Green Bamboo Garden, both of them were murderous.

"Castle Master, someone broke in last night."

Wei Young said in a deep voice, "To be able to quietly evade formations and traps, without being noticed by us, in the entire martial arts world, only the master of Yulin Tower should be able to do it."

"It doesn't take us seriously." Liu Huo took out a white feather from his sleeve as he spoke, his eyes flashed with excitement and bloodthirsty, "My subordinates have ordered that those who are inserted will act tonight, and no one will be left behind." .”

The trick succeeded, and Lu Shenxing was happy in his heart, so he listened to Shen Cheng, "Cancel."

Liu Huo asked the same doubt as Lu Shenxing, "Why?"

The slender fingers tapped the armrest of the chair one by one, Shen Cheng's face was cold, and he pursed his lips in silence.

Lu Shenxing frowned, why did he feel that Shen Cheng glanced at him just now, it must be an illusion.