the one who lives in my body

After sending us to the destination, the driver drove away. Xie Dongrong and I were facing a two-story house with a large courtyard.

The landlord, that is, my cheap uncle, Xie Dongrong and I did not see him for the first time.

The one who came to greet us was a girl with a high ponytail, a little baby fat on her face, and she looked about thirteen or fourteen years old.

I felt vaguely familiar with her, but I couldn't remember where I saw her. She stared at me and Xie Dongrong, and we both stared at her like that, and we just stood there for several seconds.

Xie Dongrong recognized her one step ahead of me, "An Guo." He called her by name.

Well, when I heard this surname, I probably guessed what was going on. At the same time, I also remembered that I had seen this girl on TV a few years ago. At that time, King Marlon had not abdicated. As a princess, she On New Year's Day, he delivered a speech of blessing to the people of the whole country.

She is two years younger than Xie Dongrong, but at this moment she acted like an adult and said solemnly:

"I know you," An Guo walked towards us, and first extended his hand to Xie Dongrong, "Xie Dongrong, right." Then she turned to look at me: "You are Tao Shu."

Xie Dongrong and I shook hands with her respectively, seemingly peaceful and harmonious on the surface, but in fact...

Seriously, I can't figure it out, since the downfall of the Shen family is related to the royal family, then logically speaking, shouldn't the royal family have enmity with the Shen family?Why is the princess running around in the Shen family's courtyard like her own family?

For a while, my mind was in a state of confusion, and my stomach was full of questions, which was really uncomfortable.

"The teacher's legs and feet are not convenient, so he didn't come to pick you up in person, but he has already prepared refreshments and is waiting for you in the reception room." An Guo led the way in front, familiar with the road, as if this was her own home.

Another inconvenient leg?It can't be a problem, can it?Pushing Xie Dongrong's wheelchair, I couldn't help lowering my eyes to glance at him. Xie Dongrong's eyelashes are very long, looking like two small wings from the top down. At this moment, he is like an exquisite sculpture, only sitting on the wheelchair, Not saying a word, not moving.

Not long after, I met my cheap uncle.

How to describe it?

Anyway, my first impression of him was that of a sickly old man with a scholarly air.

A more literary term is - elegant.

He should be my mother's younger brother, because he doesn't look very old, and he feels that he is still at the age that girls like. Yes, he is the kind of uncle-type man. He doesn't sit in a wheelchair like Xie Dongrong, but smiles Lying back on a small sofa, legs covered with a layer of fur, even though the weather is not too cold.

Seeing us coming, he first smiled, "Tao Shu." He called my name, and then looked me up and down with his kind eyes.

Yes, his gaze is very kind, the kind of gaze that does not make people feel uncomfortable, like spring breeze and rain. Although it is a bit strange to describe a man I met for the first time in this way, it is undoubtedly my first feeling.

When we met for the first time, it was clear that Xie Dongrong was sitting the same way, but Xie Dongrong gave people a different feeling from him.

One is inherently sharp, and the other is naturally soft.

"Compared to my sister, you look more like your father." The second sentence he said to me successfully broke the good impression he had just established in my heart.

Then he turned his face to Xie Dongrong and said, "Dongrong, right? We are very destined." As he said that, he patted his leg jokingly.

Xie Dongrong didn't show any disrespect, just smiled lightly, and gently nodded to my uncle.

But in fact, I can see that he doesn't like my uncle very much, although he can be said to be watertight.

It's very strange, although I haven't been in contact with him for a long time, but I know Xie Dongrong inexplicably.

"Stay here for two days. Don't think it's small, but there are actually a lot of places to play. You can ask Guoguo to take you out together." He showed the etiquette of the host. In all fairness, the hospitality was good, but I was a little bit absent-minded.

As if he had glimpsed something from our expressions, after An Guo offered to clean up the house, he took the initiative to ask this question: "You must have some doubts about Guoguo."

I decided to keep silent, but Xie Dongrong said concisely: "Yes, she usually doesn't live in the palace either."

"Yes, after the death of the late king, she was fostered here." He said these words extremely calmly.

Hearing this, I fell into a short period of dementia, "King Marlon is dead?" I couldn't believe it. It wasn't long before he abdicated. For such a big thing, it is reasonable to say that he has been living in the capital. I should know a thing or two, why...

Compared to me, Xie Dongrong was much calmer, "It seems that you have a good relationship with the late king."

My uncle laughed, "Twenty years ago, the relationship was not bad. Now... After all, when he was in power, our family suffered a lot, but it was also because of him that my sister and I survived. I have a place to live."

"Thinking about it, that's really a useless king." With a half smile, my uncle spoke ill of the royal family in front of the royal relatives.

Xie Dongrong didn't express too much, the expression on his face remained unchanged, as if all this had nothing to do with him.

"Sir..." I couldn't help but speak out.

"Sir? I'm your uncle." The old scholar raised his eyebrows slightly and corrected him.

"...I want to ask, will An Guo live here forever? Will the new king send someone to come back? At that time, you..." Halfway through, I realized that this might involve some sensitive issues, It is neither suitable for public nor private, so gradually I lack confidence.

Uncle Cheap stared at me and was silent for a while, then he said: "I often think about this question too, but I can't come up with any results, so I decided to let nature take its course." "Attitude.

At that time, An Guo returned to the reception room from nowhere.

"Okay," my cheap uncle spread his hands, "do you want to take a look at the room prepared for you?"

Yuemo took Xie Dongrong's wheelchair into consideration, so this room was arranged on the first floor.

That's right, "this room".

Although there are two beds and the two sides are separated by a partition, there is no doubt that this is a room.

So, for the past two nights, can I finally sleep in the same room with Xie Dongrong?

This is simply God rewarded me!

"The one next to it is the bathroom, and everything that needs to be prepared is put together for you." Although she is a 14-year-old girl, An Guo's tone of voice is colder than that of an adult, "If you need anything, you can tell me , In addition," she glanced at her head, then turned to me and said, "Aunt Shen Yi asked me to tell you to take good care of Dong Rong."

Dear mother, you may not know that at this moment, the Dongrong you are talking about is about to break off the armrest of the wheelchair.

After An Guo left, this room finally became the two-person world of me and Xie Dongrong.

I secretly glanced at Xie Dongrong, "Uh... Is this the first time you sleep in the same room as someone else? It's normal to feel uncomfortable for a while."

Undoubtedly, what I said was nonsense, Xie Dongrong naturally didn't intend to reply me, but immediately put off the polite shell of the reception room just now, raised his chin, and took out the usual princess pie, separated with one finger The screens of the two beds, said: "Try not to go to my side if you have nothing to do, especially at night."

I stared at him blankly, and when I heard him emphasize the word "evening", I suddenly realized that he might have thought of something again.

What's more, his picture of elementary school girls insisting on drawing a [-]-point line really made me angry and funny.

Why did he acquiesce that he was on the side?Co-authoring doesn't give me the right to choose?Of course, I didn't say this, because even if I brought it up, I would willingly give it to him.

"What? Are you afraid that I will sneak attack you at night?" I acted like a hooligan, and lay down on his bed. Immediately, his murderous eyes stabbed me, almost piercing me.

After a brief stalemate, his facial muscles relaxed, "Just you?" He said mockingly, "You can try it." He said.

Looking at his posture, he reckoned that if I really did that, it would inevitably kill me.

"Oh, okay, this is what you said, don't regret it." As I said, I walked to the other side of the screen, and I really wanted to know if Xie Dongrong would take an insecticide and stain me just now. Spray the old sheet a hundred times.

Sneak attack?try?Who the hell dares!I fell down on the bed, breathed a sigh of relief, and closed my eyes.

In fact, I'm just talking about it. Xie Dongrong is only sixteen now. I guess he is only half a boy. I dare not leave any shadow on his young mind. If he grows taller and stronger, he will be "childhood shadow" This one crime is enough for me to eat my fist.

And the sad thing is, I know very well that even if he hits me then, I won't fight back because I'm wrong.

I wanted to take this opportunity to sleep, but the sound of Xie Dongrong's wheelchair moving around always made me flustered. After a while, I realized that this is not his bedroom or Namin, and many things he needs are not specially placed within his reach. position, I sat up.

Although the screen separates the two sides, the fabric is made of matte gauze, and what the person on the other end is doing can be roughly judged through the screen.

Just like at this moment, I saw Xie Dongrong trying to reach for a book on the shelf over there.

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"Here." When he handed the book to him, seeing Xie Dongrong's posture, it was as if he was about to use the book as a brick to throw me.

This person is really unreasonable, "Didn't I tell you not to come here if you have nothing to do?" This is what he said to me instead of "thank you".

"I'm fine, you're fine." I took off the books on the top one by one, put them on the table and stacked them neatly. After making sure that it was just where he could get it, I turned around and looked at it with an invitation for credit. with him.

Xie Dongrong paused, then frowned, and immediately turned the wheelchair to face me, like a good woman who was molested by Deng Tuzi.