Jinghua old dream

After making trouble along the way, they soon arrived at the mansion of the local rich man that Gu Rufeng mentioned.

The house is worthy of the name of "the rich man of the land", and it shows the "nobility" of the rich man everywhere. Everywhere it reaches the eye, it is colorful and full of heaviness.

Su Jing sighed, "That day I said 'the past is also broken', which can be regarded as wronging our family."

Zhong Lifei didn't answer, but walked out of the house again, got to the back of the car, opened the trunk, and saw that it was empty.

"Sir, you didn't take anything, just brought me here?"

Su Jing followed him, and when he saw this situation, he was powerless to defend himself: "I think, since the owner of the original house was fleeing for his life and was in a hurry, he should only bring gold and silver. There will be."

Zhong Lifei was helpless, "What about the food? And a change of clothes?"

"..." Su Jing accepted his fate, "Let's go back and get it."

"You go back, I'll take care of it here."

Su Jing looked gloomy.

"I'm not going. I promise."

"I'll be back soon." Su Jing got into the car step by step, and then drove back quickly.

Zhong Lifei watched the dust from the car drift away, his eyes softened a little, he turned his head, walked into the house, and when he came to the window of a room, he said lightly: "He's gone, you come out Bar."

A person walked out of the room. His appearance was not as good-looking as Zhongli Fei, but he had a different kind of charm, especially his pair of blue eyes as clear as the sea. When he looked at you, he seemed to make you feel that this world Inside and out—everything is clean.

He said, "My name is Du Ke."

Zhong Lifei laughed, his smile blooming like a mandala flower, smearing the temptation of endless danger, "Du Xin, do you think I'm a fool who doesn't know human affairs?"

"Okay," Du Xin shrugged, "As expected of the seventh young master of Zhongli's family, he is really talented."

Zhong Lifei's smile turned frosty, "What's the matter?"

"Don't be so indifferent." Du Xin approached him, staring at him with a pair of clear and pure eyes, and suddenly smiled, "Eight years ago, Tonghua Xinshe tasted delicious and left endless aftertaste."

Zhong Lifei's face changed suddenly, and he trembled suddenly: "...it's you!"

"It's me." Du Xin kissed him on the cheek, showing a disgusted expression, "It's as delicious as it was back then."

The chill on Zhong Lifei's face became heavier, he took a step back, gritted his teeth and said, "Please respect yourself."

"Yeah, she's so cute even when she's angry." Du Xin rolled her eyes, "For the love of that night, let me tell you something."

He took a step forward and leaned into Zhong Lifei's ear, his voice was low: "Be careful Sheng Xiu."

As soon as the words fell to the ground, he had already run several steps, slid up the wall of the house like a loach, turned around and blew a kiss to Zhong Lifei, and then leisurely jumped down from the wall.

He went quickly, and disappeared almost instantly, as if he had never been there, as if he had never brought such a huge shock to Zhong Lifei.

Eight years ago...Tonghua Xinshe...

Zhong Lifei fell to the ground, as if he had lost his soul. He covered his face with his hands to hide his gaffe.

The damn past.

Since the age of eight, everything has been unbearable.

Damn.

damn—

He fell backward heavily, his thin body collided with the ground, making a muffled sound, and he fell into the darkness again amidst the muffled sound.

Bit by bit, moving with difficulty...to get closer to that beam of light.

Tears overflowed from the corners of his eyes, his heart skipped a beat, he woke up in shock, and was facing a familiar face.His mind was still unclear, but his instincts had already reacted for him—he sat up and hugged Su Jing, tears wet the front of his shirt, and he kept murmuring: "Don't go, don't go..."

Su Jing patted him on the back, giving him silent comfort.

It took a long time for Zhong Lifei to regain his clarity. He held Su Jing's hand and looked around weakly, only to see that the surrounding decorations were colorful and beautiful.He lowered his head again, and saw that his body was covered with a bright red satin quilt, which was actually a pattern of mandarin ducks playing in water, presumably for newlyweds, his face flushed, and he said timidly: "Sir?"

Su Jing stroked his hand, pulled his hand out, poured a glass of water on the side table, handed it to Zhong Lifei, took out a few medicine bottles from the suit jacket hanging on the side, and carefully matched them. After a while, he poured out a handful of medicine and handed it over, "You have a fever, and going to the military camp is too much trouble, you should take some medicine first, and we'll talk about it after tonight."

Zhong Lifei ate obediently.

Su Jing took the cup back to his hand, "What do you want to eat? I'll do it."

Zhong Lifei wanted to say "Don't leave", but the words changed into: "Everything is fine."

The cup returned to its original place, Su Jing went to the kitchen, Zhong Lifei lay down again, the tears were still wet, he stretched out his hand to wipe it away, and felt a chill on the back of his hand.

Like a ghost, he licked the back of his hand and suddenly froze.

It turns out... tears are salty and astringent.

That day... Did I shed tears like this too?

Su Jing cooked porridge and made a few light dishes. He didn't let Zhong Lifei get out of bed, but stubbornly fed Zhong Lifei the meal.

After that, he cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, wiped Zhong Lifei's body, washed himself, and then lay silently beside Zhong Lifei, his eyes were dark, and he seemed to be thinking a lot, but he didn't show anything.

Zhong Lifei panicked, "Sir..."

Su Jing leaned over and rubbed his face.

"In the past, everyone praised me for being quick-witted and intelligent, and I had a great talent for learning, so my heart was higher than the sky." Su Jing said in a low voice, even a little helpless, "Now I know that if there is trouble in the world, I am just a Tiny duckweed... I can't even protect you well..."

"Mr. is fine," Zhong Lifei said firmly, "Without Mr., there would be no Xiaoqi today."

"Little Seven..."

Zhong Lifei stretched out his hand and wrapped it around Su Jing's waist. The medicine came up, and he was a little sleepy, so he said in a low and soft voice, "Sir, you are my light."

The body was entangled with warmth, Su Jing was moved and hugged each other.

What if the world is not benevolent?

I only need this person.

……

"Have you seen him?" Sheng rolled down the car window and stared straight at the flamboyant person in front of him.

Du Xin didn't answer his question, he snorted lightly, "Isn't Second Young Master the 'Proton' of the Southern Department of the capital? Why did you come to Yeyang?"

"The capital city is no longer the capital city I came to back then, who else will I show it to?" Sheng Shen seemed tired, he pushed the car door and got out, "Do you still like him?"

Du Xin was silent for a while, a gentle smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth, he said: "I have never disliked him."

Sheng Shen pursed his lips, but had nothing to say.

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