who's chrysanthemum

"Little love~~~ Please, please let me go!!! I only get out of bed to move around, and never run around...just get off, okay???"

The young man had a flat ruddy mouth, a pair of phoenix eyes narrowed into semicircles, slightly moist, looking pitifully at the only little maidservant in Wuhui Building.

The green-clothed maidservant's eyes moved, her breath was suffocated...

Such a son... Even she wants to bully...

I want the moisture in his eyes to turn into crystal clear tears, and gently slide down from that white and tender face...

dripping...

"Little Love~~~~" the boy Buyi called.

The green-clothed maid trembled, and when she came back to her senses, she was covered in cold sweat...

What was she thinking... How could she have such rebellious thoughts.

That is the young master, the landlord's favorite young master...

Fortunately, I just thought about it, otherwise if the landlord knows...

There was a fierce cold war, and the green-clothed maid tried her best to calm herself down, shaking her head quickly, with a resolute attitude that did not discuss:

"No, the landlord has ordered the young master to rest and recuperate, not to get out of bed."

This maidservant was a bit tall—compared to a young man, of course, she was also quite tall compared to ordinary women, but the people who lived beside this desert were already strong, so it was not impossible for a young girl to be like this.

"Hey……"

The refusal of the little maid made the beautiful young man slump his shoulders and lose interest.

But in the bottom of his heart, he was a little depressed. The appearance he just had was deliberately pretended, and according to his estimation, that cute appearance was quite lethal to Xiao Ai.

It was even useful a few days ago, why is it useless to anyone in a blink of an eye? ? ?

He couldn't figure out why everyone asked him to take a good rest with a mysterious look (everyone hoped that he would take care of his body early and be eaten by their landlord... Then everyone wouldn't have to see their landlord's pair, which made their backs chill gloomy eyes...)

Even Brother Yu often looks at himself with sad and nostalgic eyes (the ghost face is worrying why the doctor does not allow him to eat juveniles...)

Could it be... Could it be that he really has some terminal illness? ? ?

ah! ! !That's right, the boy recalled everyone's strange attitude recently, and became more sure of his guess.

As soon as he figured out the problem, he couldn't help feeling sad, he still didn't want to die at such a young age...

I don't want to leave brother Yu...

The more the young man thought about it, the more sad he became, the crystal tears were like the maidservant Xiao Ai had imagined before, sliding down her white and tender cheeks like pearls one after another.

"Ah, young master, are you feeling uncomfortable??? Why are you crying???"

The green-clothed maid asked him in a panic as he shed tears and was startled.

With a handkerchief on his hand, he kept wiping away the boy's tears.

The young man waved her hand away and told her, choking with sobs:

"Xiao Ai, bring a pen and ink."

The maidservant in green looked at the boy's tears with distress, wishing to exchange everything she had for the boy's smile.

However, she still noticed the boy's problem, and she was slightly surprised:

"Young master can't get out of bed, can't practice calligraphy, can't draw, why do you need pen and ink???"

The boy looked at her very sadly:

"I know you won't let me get out of bed, but you still want me to write a suicide note!!!"

"Suicide note!!! Son, you... what foolish thing do you want to do??? The landlord and everyone treat you so well, you, you, don't let yourself get caught!!!"

Hearing what the young man said, the green-clothed maid stared at the young man nervously, for fear that he would accidentally kill herself.

All the emotions of the young man were overwhelmed by the fact that he was about to die. He suddenly lost all brilliance and lazily said:

"I'm about to die...Is there anything else I can't think about, let alone Xiao Ai, I've already guessed it...I'm very open, don't worry."

Although he said so, the tears in his eyes did not stop.

The maidservant in green became more and more confused the more she listened.

"Young master, what did you guess??? What is dying, don't scare Xiao Ai!!!"

The young man stared at her sadly and aggrieved, really, does he have to say that he is going to die? ? ?

"Isn't it because I'm terminally ill and dying, are you all so nervous about me???"

"Uh..." After hearing the boy's explanation, the maid in green couldn't laugh or cry:

"My lord... Where did you think you were? There is no terminal illness!"

"Ah???" The young man opened his mouth wide, looked up at the green-clothed maid in surprise, his crying red eyes filled with tears that were about to flow, and his crying red nose twitched.

Seeing his cute appearance, Xiao Ai bowed down and laughed with a "puchi". At the moment when she bent down and lowered her head, deep affection and confusion and helplessness flashed in the depths of her eyes, and by the way, she concealed the jealousy and bitter.

When she raised her head again, the maidservant in green had a normal expression, but her smile was too intense, and the corners of her eyes looked a little moist.

"Young master is so cute. No wonder the landlord likes you so much. The landlord wants you to take a good rest because your body is weaker than everyone else. Besides, you can rest assured that you don't have any strange terminal illnesses."

After the young man heard this, his beautiful little face flushed, he pouted, and lay back to his original position without speaking.

After a long time, he spoke again:

"Xiao Ai, amnesia is really painful, everything I see looks familiar, but I can't remember anything.

Looking at Mr. Can and Mr. Xia, they feel very familiar, but they can't remember anything...

Hey, little love, am I useless? ? ? "

Xiao Ai Qingli's face was slightly distorted, and she even forgot to hide the emotion in her eyes at that moment, with excessive sharpness and gloom, which was incompatible with the vibrant green dress.

However, the young man stared at the top of the bed unfocused, and didn't notice anything wrong for a while.

Xiao Ai spoke slowly:

"My lord... the maidservant also lost her memory, and she was bought after the lord came back to the building... In fact, before she was bought back by the manager, the memory of the maidservant was also blank.

At the beginning, the servants were also very panicked, trying to restore their memories all day...but...

To this day, the young master and the servants sincerely feel that ignorance and no memory are also a kind of happiness. If the young master is always happy like this, even if he has no memory, so what? ? ?

Maybe, when the memory is restored, everything is the beginning of the pain. "

In the past, the period when she was just bought back to Wuhuilou was the most painful and happiest time for her.

She has no memory, but she really likes the kind and lovely son, and all she wants is that the landlord will always love him and make him happy all the time, how happy that is.

However, every time I see the host with blood-colored eyes and a silver mask, there is always an indescribable resentment throbbing in her chest, and there is always something that wants to destroy calling her...

She endured it very hard every time, always biting the tip of her tongue, and tasting the strong bloody smell in her mouth, before she could calm down slowly. In that way, she hated the pain very much.

However, you can take care of the young master, and you can see that the young master's happiness outweighs all the pain.

But... why did the young master get lost in the backyard that day, and why did the landlord attack her? Even though she was seriously injured, it brought back memories that shouldn't be restored to her mind...

Then, in the bottom of her heart, she began to stop treating the son as a son. Maybe, she also had that hope to own him...

The boy was attracted by her overly sad tone and solemn attitude.

"So, is Xiao Ai also troubled like me now???"

Xiao Ai nodded.With a wry smile:

"Yes, it's hard...but, my lord..."

The young man who had forgotten the farce just now opened his eyes wide and innocently, looking at her:

"But what???"

Looking at his beautiful face, Xiao Ai was in a daze again, shook her head and said silently in her heart:

However, please be sure to believe that I will not hurt you...my...beloved...Mr. Che...

"Che'er."

Just as the young man was about to ask questions, Ghost Face came in wearing a black cloak. The black cloak was slightly damp. He handed the cloak to Xiao Ai, and waved his hand to signal her to put it away.

After handing the cloak to Xiao Ai, he strode to the big soft bed, carefully embraced the boy with the quilt in his arms, and said softly:

"How is Che'er today???"

The flat ruddy mouth stared at a pair of jet-black phoenix eyes as round as a cat, and the small and white nose wrinkled, snorted coldly, and said coquettishly to the ghost's face:

"not good!!!"

Probably knowing what he was annoyed about, Ghost Face hugged his hand tightly, flattering him:

"Che'er...want to get out of bed??? Hehe, don't be annoyed, don't be annoyed, why don't I let you get out of bed?"

"Really." The boy looked at the ghost face eagerly with his eyes shining.

The ghost face smiled: "Of course it's true, but first you need to see the doctor, and he will give his permission."