Regret Records of Cultivating a Tyrant

The rain was much lighter, and Jiang Yu tucked one hand into his wide sleeve, tightly clutching the paper on which Han Shiqing drew him as a bastard, his palm was warm.

This was drawn by Shi Qing for him, even if he is scolding him, it is better than nothing.

Jiang Yu treasured everything Han Shiqing gave him, to the point of morbidity.

In the previous life, Han Shiqing especially liked to give him things, such as a dagger inlaid with gold and jade made by a famous craftsman, as small as a childish stick figure painting, origami a small frog, a wicker hat, a dog's tail grass bunny and so on.

Jiang Yu will classify these things, and he must carry the ones he needs with him, and put the ones he doesn't need in a box under the bed. Whoever moves is in a hurry.

Later, when he went to the army to fight, he had to carry these things no matter how heavy or heavy they were. If he didn’t bring them for a day, his heart seemed to be missing something, empty.

In the second year of the new calendar, the General's Mansion fell, and Han Shiqing was imprisoned in the Jingxin Hall by him. He slept on the bed in the side hall and guarded him, and those things naturally moved under the bed with him.

Then, Han Shiqing found out...

Jiang Yu can't forget that day.

When he finished dealing with government affairs and returned to the meditation hall, Han Shiqing was wearing a white singlet, sitting barefoot on the ground and looking through the things in the box numbly.

He watched Han Shiqing take out those severely worn origami animals, calligraphy and paintings, notebooks, and small spinning tops, with a blank expression, which made him feel nervous for no reason.

"Jiang Yu..." The moment the thin man with disheveled hair murmured his name, tears fell silently.

"What kind of person are you..."

His shoulders were shrunk, his side face was thin, and the curvature was so shallow that it made people feel distressed.

But this vulnerability lasted less than a moment on Han Shiqing.

He stood up abruptly, walked quickly to the burning candlestick in the dormitory, took the burning red candle in his hand, walked back to the box, squatted down, and gave the same thing he gave to Jiang with a cold expression. Yu's gadgets that carried the memories of the two of them were all ignited. Looking at the burning flames, Han Shiqing was in a daze for a while, then walked up suddenly, intending to step into the fire pit.

Unfortunately, Jiang Yu stopped him.

Jiang Yu hugged him from behind, hugged him tightly, and before Han Shiqing was about to make a move on him, he clasped his right hand, pressed the man on the stone pillar of the bedroom, and blocked the man's lips fiercely.

Biting fiercely, like a hungry wolf.

He clasped Han Shiqing's wrist with extreme strength, his veins bulged, and he wished he could crush the person in front of him.

He blamed Han Shiqing for burning his treasured things, and he also hated Han Shiqing for giving up his life in front of him, and he was even more angry at his shameful sense of fear.

After a long time, he let go of Han Shiqing, staring at the person in front of him with red eyes, and said through gritted teeth.

"Things can be burned, but, you can't die."

Someone patted on the shoulder, Jiang Yu looked up at Lu Deshen who was standing on the right, suppressed the emotion in his eyes, and asked, "Sir, what's the matter?"

When speaking, he almost turned his body to Lu Deshin, deliberately listening with his left ear.

Lu Deshen asked him: "I just called you many times, why didn't you respond?"

Jiang Yu was stunned, and hurriedly said: "Sorry, sir, I had a fever a few days ago and burned my right ear, and now only my left ear can hear the sound, so I neglected you just now, sir, please don't blame me!"

Hearing this, Lu Deshen frowned, "Have you asked the doctor to see it?"

Jiang Yu shook his head, "Not really."

"You child..." Lu Deshen originally wanted to teach him not to pay attention to his body, but he suppressed the words when he thought of Jiang Yu's miserable life experience, and said, "I just heard your cough from time to time in the study. It’s not finished yet, I’ll ask Yutong to call a doctor for you in a while, and bring some medicine, so as not to cause the root cause of the disease in the future.”

Jiang Yu was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Lu Deshen to be such a kind and kind person, so he couldn't help feeling a little strange in his heart.

"Mister is so kind to me, Han Yu really doesn't know how to repay him in the future!" He was full of gratitude.

"What are you talking about repaying and not repaying? You just need to be a book boy for me."

Lu Deshen smiled, and said to Jiang Yu: "Come on, we're home, you will follow Yutong to the place where you live when you go in later, and ask the doctor to see you obediently after dinner, get up early tomorrow, and the housekeeper will tell you You, what do you need to do."

"Yeah, Han Yu understands." Jiang Yu followed Lu Deshen to Lu's mansion. As soon as he entered the door, Lu Deshen suddenly turned around and asked Jiang Yu: "I almost forgot, just now I wanted to ask you, when you were in the study, did you What did you do to make Shi Qing lose his temper?"

"This... I don't know about this." Jiang Yu looked distressed, and began to open his eyes and talk nonsense, "That young master seems to dislike me, so I just sat there, and he said that I was in the way of him. eye, grabbing my collar and trying to hit me."

"Hey... Shi Qing was not like this before..." Lu Deshen frowned, thought for a while, and said, "Then when I go to give him lectures, you can stay at the house, and it will save you money." Let's make trouble again."

"No!" Jiang Yu suddenly raised his voice and refused, which made Lu Deshen a little astonished.

"what happened?"

Jiang Yu smiled shyly, "To tell you the truth, although the young master seems to hate me, I like him very much, and I feel very happy staying by his side."

Lu Deshen was puzzled, "Aren't you afraid that he will hit you again?"

"I'm not afraid." Jiang Yu's entire face was filled with I am a little white flower, and I am determined not to be afraid of wind and rain.

"You child..." Lu Deshin sighed, and replied, "It's up to you." It was agreed.

It's just that Lu Deshen didn't know that the petals of this seemingly innocent and harmless white flower in front of him were peeled off, and the whole core was black. If he was asked to teach Han Shiqing, it would never be Jiang Yu who suffered, but the seemingly tempered The explosion was really unlucky for Han Shiqing.