The singer of the entertainment circle is not a human being

Some footsteps sounded outside the door. He thought it was Xue Shaoqing who came to see him, and barely stood up, but heard another voice:

"Master Xue, let me see Boss Shen."

It's the third child!

Why is he here?

Shen Moyan leaned on the bed and continued to listen, but it was Xue Shaoqing who said: "He is still ill, you go back now, don't disturb him."

"Master Xue, Boss Shen is the pillar of the Litang Garden. We brothers and sisters are worried about it. Please be a little more accommodating. Let me meet." The voice of the third child was neither humble nor overbearing, and he did not intend to back down.

Xue Shaoqing seemed to want to say something else, but Shen Moyan was afraid that the third child would be stubborn and annoy him again, so he hurriedly got out of bed and stumbled to open the door, his body was so weak that he couldn't exert any strength, and when he opened the door and saw them, he gasped heavily.

The third child was standing in the middle of the courtyard, bowing his waist without raising his head, showing no loss of etiquette.

"What are you doing out here!" Xue Shaoqing frowned, and quickly walked over to hold him by the shoulders so that the villain could lean into her arms, and cast a dissatisfied glance at Zhu Wanghuan, then turned her head and said softly, "Go back and lie down, Stop blowing the cool breeze."

"Shaoqing..." Shen Moyan muttered, his voice hoarse and his head kept shaking: "Let him in, I want to talk to my brother..."

"No! You are still sick! Be obedient! Go back!" Xue Shaoqing couldn't deny it, and sent him inside with a half hug, with anxiety and concern in his eyes.

"Don't..." Shen Moyan grabbed the corner of his clothes and begged in a low voice, "Please... I'll just talk for a while."

Xue Shaoqing stared at the third child dejectedly, and when she turned her head back, she couldn't bear to be cruel to herself, so she could only mutter: "I'll help you go in and lie down, let him come in, you can take a good rest after a while."

"Thank you...thank you..." Shen Moyan curled his lips into a smile, walked obediently into the room, and did not forget to greet the third child: "Come in, brother."

When Xue Shaoqing left, he was already lying on the bed again, with a quilt wrapped around his body, and it was tightly wrapped. When he saw the man walk out of the room and close the door, he said apologetically: "Brother, don't mind, Young Master Xue." He just cares about me."

"I know." The third child had no expression on his face, and his voice was very calm, as usual, he stared at his face and said, "Are you feeling better?"

"It's still the same, and it will be fine." Shen Moyan leaned his head on the cushion, trying to brace himself up, but his mind was so dizzy, he could only smile wryly, and then asked: "Is Litangyuan still safe these few days?" good."

"Okay, with Xue Mansion covering us, we can get by even if we don't sing operas." The third child's tone was neither salty nor weak, and he felt like he was deliberately finding fault when he said it, and then said: "Everyone goes on stage as usual, but A few regular customers asked about your situation, and I always miss you a little."

"That's good... I'll go back as soon as I feel better, and I have to ask you to work harder now." Shen Moyan said softly with downcast eyes, and patted the back of his hand, a little embarrassed.

"Don't." The third child looked directly at him, curled his lips and said, "It's such a big mess, I can't take it down, you'll get better soon, it's only decent to have you take care of it."

Speaking of which, he laughed again: "Two days ago, the elder brother and the second child almost got into a fight. You said that they are not young, and they are as reckless as children."

"Why are you having a fight again?" Shen Moyan also smiled when he thought of the two of them. The eldest child has been arguing with the second child since he was a child.

"Hey, it's not the widow of the Zhang family who caused the trouble." The third child seemed to pick something interesting on purpose, and said with a fluttering expression: "The widow is young and widowed, and she likes to come to Litang Garden to listen to operas. Why don't you just go with the boss when you come and go?" Hooked up, but unfortunately was cut off by the second child."

"Cut Hu?" Shen Moyan couldn't help laughing and asked, "Could it be that the second child also went to hook up with Widow Zhang?"

"That's right." The third child covered his mouth and snickered: "The second child hooked up with the eldest brother while the eldest was not paying attention, causing the eldest beard to blow his beard and stare, and he wanted to hit him with his fist."

"Are those two okay?" Shen Moyan sounded worried.

"It's okay, I grew up wearing crotch pants, what can happen." The third waved his hand to reassure him, shrugged and continued, "After this incident, I didn't expect that Widow Zhang felt that neither of them could be relied on, so she directly recruited a new one." The scholar who writes is raised by his side as a little wolf dog."

"Pfft..." Shen Moyan was amused, and said teasingly, "Then the two of them are busy working in vain."

"It's useless to fetch water from the bamboo basket, and I won't go back to Litang Garden to sing." The third child blinked, and when teasing him, he didn't forget to help pinch the quilt, and said quietly: "So, you have to cheer up, When the illness recovers, go back and take care of them."

Shen Moyan buried his head and smiled, knowing that it was the third child who was worried about what he said that day, which made him feel stuck, so he deliberately laughed to cure his illness, saying that he was not moved, it was a bit false, but he still felt guilty after all.

"Thank you." He still said softly.

"Thank you and take care of your body." The third child stroked his forehead, very gentle like taking care of his illness when he was a child: "I'm also to blame for being abrupt, I shouldn't say those things to provoke you."

"How can I blame you." Shen Moyan shook his head and said, "You are right, you should have made a plan earlier."

"Then what are your plans now, have you figured it out?" the third child asked in a low voice.

"I've almost thought about it," Shen Moyan looked up at him, with a hint of helplessness and sadness in his smile: "When the time comes, you and the fifth child will not be implicated, and everyone in Litang Garden can live a good life."

The youngest felt a little uneasy in his heart, and he didn't dare to look him in the eyes for a moment. He nodded silently, and said vaguely: "Okay, you can arrange it. Don't think too much, or I'm worrying about it."

"I know." Shen Moyan tugged at his palm, but his face turned pale again.

At night, Xue Shaoqing came to the room again, the third child had already returned to Litang Garden, he walked to the side of the bed and looked at the villain, feeling a little distressed, his hands and feet were very gentle.

"Shaoqing..." He opened his eyes, and saw that it was indeed a man, and the corner of his mouth opened in an arc, very agile.

"Little fool." Xue Shaoqing stretched out his hand and pulled him into his arms, brushed away a few broken hairs on his forehead, and kissed him with a smile. It was still a little hot, but it was a little better than before: "I let people go to the heat The medicine is finished, I will give you some candied fruit after drinking it."

Shen Moyan wanted to laugh at him for treating himself like a child, but the laugh disappeared as soon as it reached his lips. When he raised his eyes to look at the man again, his drowsy mind was full of sadness.

He touched Xue Shaoqing's cheek with a rough feeling unique to men, but he could still see the elegance of being pampered and pampered since childhood.

"Shaoqing," he said, "thank you."

"no need thank me?"

"Thank you for being by my side." After he finished speaking, he narrowed his eyes and smiled.

Later, when there was more wind and rain, Shen Moyan once thought that it was probably at this moment that a decision was made. From now on, every moment of embracing each other will be regarded as the last time, with no complaints, no regrets, and no worries.