Si Tian Guan

The pen in Liu Chongming's hand had been hanging for a long time, and he didn't realize that he hadn't written for a long time.

From this angle, you can see the person sitting on the porch with a slight tilt of your head. He repeatedly reminded in his heart that the person in the dream is not himself, so don't get lost in it, but you can't help but look at that person twice. Eye.

After waking up from the nightmare last night, the emptiness of being suddenly alone overlapped with the silent room in the dark, and he actually felt a faint sense of fear.

This is like a big joke, he, Liu Chongming, is actually afraid of sleeping alone at night.

But the night was long, and the fear and loss lingered, and the idea of ​​wanting to accompany him suddenly came up.

Since his brother passed away, he has been used to walking alone for a long time, but, occasionally... he wants someone to accompany him, just for a while.

That's it.

But I didn't expect this person to be shameless and shamelessly seduce him!If he hadn't restrained himself, he really wanted to swallow this scourge in one gulp.

He lay in the middle and listened to the soft ringing of the chain outside with his ears up. He thought that the man would say something to him, or he would climb into his bed cheekily, but there was always silence in the dark night.

People didn't wait, and they fell asleep like this without knowing it. They slept until the sun was high, and they even forgot to do morning classes.

This was not the most embarrassing thing, Bai Shiyan didn't know what Tingfang Wuyang was chewing on, so he took the time to come here to watch the fun, but he pushed open the bedroom door, and saw Qu Shenzhou sleeping in the sarong.

Before he had time to jump out and explain a few words, Bai Shiyan had already pretended to run away covering his eyes, and Fang Wuyang's triumphant voice could be heard on the roof—look, I'm right.

Liu Chongming really jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't wash himself away.

When he chased him out, the two bad friends had already confirmed his love affair, and they ran away without a trace.

He was so angry that his chest heaved, and when he turned his head, he saw Qu Shenzhou sitting up with sleepy eyes, his loose clothes hidden under his long hair, looking at him for no reason, and the word "roll" on his mouth wanted to growl. If you can't come out, you will almost explode.

Shizi's complexion has been very bad since he woke up in the morning, none of the servants dared to ask any more questions, they could only follow the instructions, lock Qu Chenzhou outside the study door, and retreated tactfully.

He knew the doubts and curiosity of the servants, and he wished he could write a policy statement on the spot to prove his innocence, but it seemed more stupid to think about it.

Fortunately, the people in his yard were selected and trained by him alone, they are not talkative people, and they will not spread any words, I am afraid that the two Bai Shiyan will not stop.

It wasn't because of being stuck in a dream, Liu Chongming comforted himself, he just wanted to take a closer look at this little monster, what was wrong with it.

Then, I saw that narrow figure bent down, as if picking up something from under the steps.

He gently put down his pen, and stood by the window for a moment. When he got out, the people outside had already fallen asleep sitting on the steps, their hands curled up in their arms were stained with dirt, and they held a flower trembling slightly in the wind. .

This peaceful and peaceful sleeping face seemed to be covered with an indescribable spell, which made Liu Chongming stare at it for a long time, and the string that had been tense all the time loosened little by little.

It's like going back to the time when the eldest brother was still there and he could still be willful.

The courtyard was very quiet, and the servants knew when to disturb him. There was only the sound of the wind passing by in the air, and one or two insects made the surroundings even more silent.

He also sat down on the steps, picked up the sycamore flowers that were blown around by the wind on the ground, and twirled them in his hands.

How long has it been... There has been no such peaceful and relaxing time.

Whether it is the art of witchcraft or the people in the palace, he doesn't want to think about anything now, he just thinks that he is greedy for the comfort of this moment.

so quiet.

It's really quiet.

When the sun was setting to the west, Liu Chongming was awakened by someone shaking, and the first thing he saw was the pair of monster eyes. He was shocked, and without thinking, he turned his hands into claws and pinched that slender neck.

Seeing him open his eyes, Qu Chenzhou was pushed down on the steps on his back before he could withdraw his hand.

Liu Chongming has never fallen asleep in front of a person of unknown origin and suspicion like this, let alone letting someone get so close without any defense.

Panting heavily in shock, he asked sharply, "What are you doing?"

"My lord," Qu Chenzhou tried his best to raise his head, and made a weak voice from the restraint of his neck: "The sun is going down soon, if you sleep again, you will catch a cold."

The strength stuck in his throat gradually weakened, and he watched the fierceness in Liu Chongming's eyes gradually recede as he regained consciousness, before he had time to say anything to him, he hurried away in embarrassment.

It's one thing to fall asleep here, but he knows that Chongming has more important things to do today.

Although he lived in another courtyard, Chongming did not have a family and could not separate from the Hou's family. He would go back to the Hou's house for a few days every month to have dinner with his family.

Only after the family that Chongming hated once was completely lost did Chongming realize how important they were.

So it's better to cherish it when you are still alive.

To be able to eat with his family, this is a luxury that Qu Shenzhou will never be able to touch.

He looked at the back of Liu Chongming leaving in a hurry, and looked down at the withered sycamore flower in his hand, and sighed softly.

It turned out that he couldn't completely get rid of his previous life, he couldn't be indifferent to Liu Chongming's affairs, and he couldn't be like a stranger with Liu Chongming.

Liu Chongming, maybe it really is his doom.

When Liu Chongming rushed back to the Flower Hall of Hou Mansion, the dinner party had already been set up, and all three of them were waiting for him.

Hou Liuwei of Anding is sitting in the upper seat. Although he is already old, he does not look old because of his self-cultivation all the year round and is gentle and undisputed.

Sitting on his left side is his wife. There is only such a mistress in the mansion, and there are no concubines, but there is always a slight distance between the two of them.

Mrs. Liu beckoned her son to sit down, and when she asked her son a series of questions about the recent situation, Andinghou stopped talking.

After greeting his parents, he received a salute from his third younger brother Liu Qingchi before taking his seats.

Hou An Ding put down his chopsticks first, and then the other three moved.

There was nothing to talk about during the routine meeting. Apart from exchanging pleasantries with him, Liu Qingchi kept his head down and ate silently, as if it made no difference whether he was there or not.

This made him couldn't help but always think of when his elder brother was still there. It wasn't until there was no elder brother to shield him from all the unpleasant things outside that he realized that the family was so fragmented, and everyone seemed to have only himself in their eyes.

Even his younger brother, who used to play with his elder brother, is no longer close to him.

The dinner table was deserted as usual, and his father occasionally asked him about his homework, which made Liu Chongming feel ashamed secretly.

His father believed him, so he allowed him to move to another hospital, and sent back the homework he had done every few days for his father to review. guilty conscience.

Mrs. Liu couldn't intervene in their conversation, so she babbled several times to prevent Liu Weizheng from saying these old-fashioned questions, and Liu Weizheng reprimanded them several times, but failed to stop Mrs. Liu from interjecting, so she fell silent.

Liu Qingchi finished his meal quickly, left the table coldly, and left: "Mother, the second brother's schoolwork is more important than the warmth, food and clothing. Haven't you figured it out yet?"

Mrs. Liu threw her chopsticks behind him: "I asked you to read some books just to talk back to me? Your husband taught you the first filial piety, and you are so filial?"

Liu Qingchi had already left without a trace.

Liu Chongming silently looked at the empty seat, and speeded up his meal.

It has always been like this, the father who became silent in the mother's domineering chatter, the younger brother who became more and more harsh, and the strong mother who never knew what the sons wanted.

He was glad that he still had a place to escape, and he also knew why his father was willing to let him move to another courtyard.

"Chongming, I only come back once in a few days, eat more." Mrs. Liu put vegetables in a bowl for him, and watched him eat with a happy smile: "It's better to move back to live, and mother can take good care of you."

"No, it's fine over there." He replied lightly.

Mrs. Liu also knew that she couldn't talk to him, so she had no choice but to give up: "Have some sugar-steamed crispy cheese after dinner, mother made it for you today."

This is Liu Chongming's favorite sweets, he nodded, and for some reason, shook his head in a mysterious way.

"Pick it up, I'll take it home to eat, I want two bowls."

When I returned to the other courtyard from the Hou's Mansion, it was already Xu time, and the lanterns were raised high in the inner courtyard, illuminating the path from the courtyard door to the bedroom.

Before reaching the door of the bedroom, he saw the butler of the inner courtyard standing under the eaves, holding a chain in his hand, and a thin figure kneeling beside the butler.

"Master," the steward saw him coming back, and quickly bowed and asked, "Where should he be sent?"

Liu Chongming left in a hurry and didn't tell Qu Shenzhou where to go. The housekeeper couldn't make up his mind, so he could only wait here.

"He doesn't have a room?"

Every time Liu Chongming came out of the oppressive Hou Mansion, he would be in a bad mood.

The butler didn't dare to ask any more questions, and hurriedly responded, "Yes, I'll send him back right away."

"Wait a minute," one foot had already stepped over the threshold, Liu Chongming was thinking about the food box in his hand, and turned around again: "You go back first and let him in."

Qu Chenzhou's gaze shifted from the shadow on the ground to the brightness at the door, propped his hands on the ground, and stood up with difficulty.Although this kind of thing is commonplace for him, but after kneeling for a long time, his legs are still numb.

Liu Chongming stood at the door watching him stand up staggeringly, walked down the steps a few steps, and stretched out his hand to him: "From now on, in this other courtyard, you don't need to kneel down."

This familiar hand from memory appeared in front of him unexpectedly, Qu Chenzhou seemed to be beaten hard by something, his body shook for a while, and before he fell, he was quickly supported by someone's eyes and hands.

The warmth of clasped hands came unscrupulously, he lowered his head, not daring to let others see the flushed corners of his eyes.

"Thanks for waking me up this afternoon."

Liu Chongming pointed to the place for Qu Shenzhou to sit down, and then put the food box on the table.

He knew that it was when he first woke up in the afternoon that he made a fuss. On the way to the Hou's Mansion, he couldn't help but recall the look he saw when he first opened his eyes.

Tender, affectionate, sad, painful...

Many unspeakable complex entanglements were contained in that glance, but at the moment when they looked at each other, all the surging emotions seemed to be locked by the door that was slammed shut.

Qu Shenzhou, who was pushed to the ground by him, returned to his indifferent and calm appearance, and he didn't even try to defend himself.

Eyes can't deceive people, he felt that if he didn't read wrongly, the other party must know him.