The growth strategy of the emperor who wears books

But what he didn't expect was that this time, the master opened his mouth.

"My mother died in childbirth. My father thought I was the one who killed her, so he was not close to me. Later, he married Su Xian, gave birth to a pair of children, and had several illegitimate children outside. He treated me a little older. When he was able to make his own decisions, he moved out of that family." Although what Wen Jue said was not what Yin Wujiu asked about the "Wen Jue" experience in this world, it was his most authentic past.

His narration was very dull, but Yin Wujiu listened very carefully, seeing him stop, he couldn't help asking: "Then what happened after that?"

"After my father passed away, they were worried that I would take over the family business, so they wanted to set fire to me when I went back to mourn the funeral."

Speaking of which, Yin Wujiu had no father or mother since he was a child, and only had one grandfather to depend on each other for his life. He never knew about the open and secret struggles in the big family.Coupled with the fact that Wen Jue has kept his past secret all these years, Yin Wujiu thought that he had a very powerful identity and a particularly legendary past, so when he heard what Wen Jue said, he even thought that So disappointed.

When Wen Jue spoke the last sentence, Yin Wujiu was shocked suddenly.

"What!" The boy slapped the bed board and sat up straight from the bed, "They want to burn Master to death?"

Wen Jue was startled by his sudden movement, calmed down, and said a little speechlessly, "Why are you so excited?"

"Bastard!" Yin Wujiu scolded angrily, "It's simply too much, to do such a thing to Master for the sake of family property."

He was very angry, but when he tilted his head, he saw Wen Jue smiling with the corners of his lips curled up.

"Master, what are you laughing at?" There was still visible anger on the young man's face, but he was puzzled in his eyes.

"I laugh at that woman who spent half her life thinking about the Wen family's property, but in the end it was nothing." Wen Jue paused, then said in a low voice, "With my body, I don't know if I will die someday. I never thought of arguing with them, if she didn't do those things, sooner or later the Wen family would be hers."

Wen Jue's speaker didn't mean it, but Yin Wujiu's listener did. The young man grasped some important information from his words: "Master, what are you talking about? What's wrong with your body?"

Hearing the boy's suddenly tense tone, Wen Jue suddenly realized that he seemed to have said something too much. After a pause, he said vaguely: "Brought out of the mother's womb, some congenital defects."

Yin Wujiu couldn't believe it: "How could it be, how could Master be born deficient?"

These years the country was in turmoil, the people were in dire straits, the people lived in poverty, had no clothes, no food to eat, Yin Wujiu lived with his grandfather in the village for those years, he often heard that the women in the village gave birth prematurely due to poor health , and then gave birth to children with congenital deficiencies, and because there were no good conditions to raise them, most of those children died young, so Yin Wujiu still has a concept for the term "congenital deficiencies".

Almost every one of the many congenitally deficient people he has seen is thin and weak, and his complexion and lip color are different from others, but his master not only has such a powerful skill, but is also born better than all the people he has ever seen. Everyone needs to be tall, so how could such a master be born deficient?

Wen Jue was talking about the previous life, and Yin Wujiu was thinking about the current Wen Jue. This is a cross-server chat. Wen Jue didn't want to convince Yin Wujiu at all. He just saw that the child was too eager, so he talked with him. Said something about myself.

Seeing that the child didn't believe it, he simply followed his words and said, "Probably the condition of being a teacher is not that serious, so the disease will gradually get better as you get older."

Yin Wujiu heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and then said firmly, "It must be like this, Master is very good-looking, he looks healthier than anyone else, no matter how you look at it, he doesn't think he has a disease."

Yin Wujiu's words were not so much to tell Wen Jue, but rather to give himself a reassurance, and when he finished speaking, his heart really settled down a lot.

So, Yin Wujiu, who was relieved, picked up the previous topic again: "Then they succeeded?"

When Wen Jue heard this, he couldn't help but recall the scene when his car was bombed, and the eyes covered under the cloth were suddenly stained with a strong color.

Yin Wujiu didn't get a response for a long time, subconsciously turned his head, his gaze inadvertently swept over Wen Jue's hand that was wrapped in a white bandage on his chest, and a long-term memory came to his mind in a trance.

——When I met Master for the first time, Master saved him, but he regarded him as a bad person, thinking that he was going to eat me, and bit him in a panic.

When the master was sitting under the tree to treat the wound, he remembered seeing many hideous burns on the other person's body, and the bite he bit was on the burn on the master's shoulder, and if he remembered correctly, the burns on the master's hands , also seems to have left a deep scar.

These years, Master never showed his skin in front of him, and he was young at that time, and his emotions were too tense, so that until now, he has gradually forgotten what he saw then.

Now that I think about it, those injuries were actually caused by Master's relatives...

Wen Jue was stuck in that nightmarish memory, and didn't notice the change in Yin Wujiu's mood, until a cold and trembling hand gently touched his cheek, he suddenly came back to his senses .

Wen Jue grabbed the hand and subconsciously wanted to tear it off his face, but when he met the young man's eyes, he stopped all his movements for a moment.

The bright moonlight came in from the window, and Wen Jue clearly saw the young man's beautiful eyes filled with moist tears.

Yin Wujiu looked extremely sad, even the corners of his eyes were red.

"No fault..." Wen Jue suddenly felt inexplicably at a loss.

Yin Wujiu moved his hand lightly, feeling the unevenness of the palm, tears fell down with a "click": "Master, these injuries must... must be very painful, right?"

The young man's heartache turned into something substantive and dense at this moment, falling on his eyes, ears, and skin... Once touched, there was no resistance Straight into Wen Jue's blood.

After coming here for more than five years, Wen Jue has never been moved. It's just that the world constructed in this book is too miserable, with famine and war, people living in dire straits, and people struggling like ants in the wind and rain...

Generous elegy is enough to shake people's hearts, but the more they listen to it, the more it makes people feel depressed and hopeless, and then they gradually become numb in this despair.It's just at this moment that Wen Jue's heart that has gone through the vicissitudes of the world suddenly revives with vitality.

In Wen Jue's life, he had never seen a single person who shed tears because of him.

The boy in front of him was the first one.

In the movement that was supposed to pull Yin Wujiu's hand away from his face, all strength was completely removed.Wen Jue just held the boy's hand like this. The hand was slender, and the side close to his palm was very soft, while the side touching his cheek was a little bumpy.

I can't tell whether it's the scars on Wen Jue's face that caused this feeling, or the hard calluses left by him when he was practicing martial arts...

This unspeakable silence lasted for about half an hour, Wen Jue let go of Yin Wujiu's hand.

Instead, he put his hand on Yin Wujiu's face, gently wiped the teardrops from the boy's eyes with his fingertips, and said with a smile: "Don't cry, it happened so long ago, I don't feel anything."

It was meant to be comforting, but whoever wanted to say it made the boy feel even more sad. What was originally just a silent cry, now turned into a violent sob.

Wen Jue was sent to the hospital back then, and when he woke up, he saw that he had turned into that ghost. No matter how painful he was, he never shed a single tear. He was used to patience, and silently suppressed all his emotions in his heart, but now, those Disappointment and pain, those despair and helplessness... At this moment, it seemed that this young man vented it out for him, and what was replaced was a gentle warmth like a spring breeze.

At dawn the next day, when Yin Wujiu woke up, he found himself nestled in Wen Jue's arms hugging the other's waist.

On the front of the man's jacket, there was a large wet and thick patch.

Yin Wujiu's mind was still in the dazed state of not waking up, a few seconds after the memory strip was loaded, he suddenly remembered the fact that he cried while holding Wen Jue last night.

Embarrassed and embarrassing for a moment, at the same time thinking of what Wen Jue said last night, he felt a little sad again, his thoughts tossed and turned, and his face flushed red.

Suddenly, a force flicked on his forehead.

Yin Wujiu raised his head abruptly, if it wasn't for Wen Jue's quick flash, he would have knocked his chin down again.

"I'm so old, I haven't made any progress, and I'm still as reckless as when I was a child." Wen Jue stepped back slightly, and said, "Don't stay on the bed when you wake up, get up."

Yin Wujiu blinked, staring at Wen Jue without moving.

His mind was filled with the upward curve of the man's mouth just now.

I don't know if it's his illusion, but he always feels that Master is smiling, and there is pampering in that smile.

Pampering... When the word flashed in Yin Wujiu's mind

Suddenly, a fire burned from his heart to his face.

Seeing that his face was getting redder and redder, Wen Jue stretched out his hand to touch it. He felt a little hot, and worried, "Why is it so hot? Didn't he catch a cold from the wind blowing on the roof last night?"

"No, no!" Yin Wujiu stammered in denial, then jumped up from the bed, jumped off the bed and ran away.

He came back halfway, found his clothes from the bedside table and ran away again.

Looking at his running back, Wen Jue couldn't help laughing.

He thought to himself, how could this child be so thin-skinned when he was a child, his face would turn red without saying a few words.

Considering that he still needs to go to the army today, Wen Jue also got out of bed. When he was putting on his shoes, he found another pair beside him.

The author has something to say: thanks to the little angel who threw mines for me: 1 elegy; thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: scared the baby to death, 10 bottles of DionysusNyx; the sound of birds singing in the morning, 1 bottle of not nuts; love launch biubiubiu ~