beautiful he is a bit stupid

In the end, Shen Cheng compromised expressionlessly, and promised Zhi Le to sleep with him at night, but there was still work to be done, so it would be later, Zhi Le nodded understandingly, and lay down first.

Shen Cheng left the bedroom and went to the study to deal with some mails. It was not too late, so he pondered for a while, stood in front of the window, and dialed Shen Taiyuan's phone.

"Yo, the sun is coming out from the west," Shen Taiyuan said from the other side: "You're actually willing to take the initiative to contact me."

Shen Taiyuan was in a good mood. He had just come back from the hospital and returned to the hotel. He was about to rest when he suddenly received a call from Shen Cheng. He was quite surprised. After a joke, he suddenly became serious: "What happened to Zhile?"

Shen Taiyuan was completely at ease with Shen Cheng about the company's affairs, and when he called at this time, Zhile was the only possibility.Although he cared, he didn't always stare at the daily life of the two of them. After all, this was their business, and they had to be given enough freedom and space.

"No." Shen Cheng said calmly.

Tell Shen Taiyuan about this kind of thing, being scolded is a minor matter, Shen Taiyuan will definitely not tell Jiang Shanyuan who is sick now, lest he worry, and Shen Taiyuan himself will fall into self-blame and guilt, restless all day long.So Shen Cheng chose not to tell them for the time being, and talk about it later.

Shen Cheng continued casually: "I mentioned last time about Zhile's taboos towards strangers and the reason. Is there any news - I want to introduce him to some friends in a few days."

"Your friend? Well, very good." Shen Taiyuan said: "I happened to chat with Lao Jiang a few days ago. Zhile was not afraid of strangers before, but something happened when I was young..."

It was the second year after Zhile became ill. Jiang Taiyuan took Zhile to the streets. He was busy and inconvenient on weekdays, so he couldn't take Zhile out often. Every time he visited the county town, it was very meaningful to Zhile. For big and special.

"You wait for me here, I'll buy some seeds, I'll be right back, don't run around."

On that day, the sun was shining brightly, and the pier market was full of people, bustling with people, Jiang Taiyuan saw that the market below could not be squeezed, fearing that Zhile would be uncomfortable, so he asked Zhile to wait at the bridge head of the market, and he was in a short while. back.This is not the first time this happened, Zhile nodded obediently.

Zhile stood at the end of the bridge, fair and well-behaved, with clear eyes.

"Little friend, why are you standing here?" A middle-aged man suddenly appeared and approached Zhile: "You are alone."

At that time, Zhile liked to talk to anyone who was willing to talk to him. The middle-aged man had a foreign accent, and he didn't know where he came from, but he smiled and looked very kind. Zhile also laughed and told him that his grandfather was below .

The middle-aged man glanced down and said, "I've seen your grandpa and grandson several times, and I know your grandpa. Kid, uncle would like to ask you for a favor."

Zhile asked what it was.

The middle-aged man pointed to a speedboat under the bridge, and said that the key to the cabin fell into a gap, and the adults had too many hands to take it out.

There are people coming and going on the bridgehead, and the peddlers doing business are haggling loudly with the passers-by. No one has the time to pay attention to the conversation between the middle-aged man and Zhile.

The middle-aged man looked very anxious, saying that there was still a stove cooking in the room, and he was worried that there might be a fire.

Zhile was startled when he heard the fire, and the middle-aged man pleaded: "Your teacher must have taught you to help others, kid, help uncle. It's only a matter of 2 minutes, and I will send you back when I finish it. Explain to your grandpa, make sure your grandpa will not be angry, and will praise you."

Zhile was still hesitating, the middle-aged man pulled his wrist, half pulling and half persuading Zhile, Zhile followed involuntarily.

Walking through a long flight of stairs, approaching the bank of the river, there were few people, Zhile suddenly became frightened, stopped and refused to go again.

The middle-aged man changed his appearance in an instant, with a ferocious look and fierce eyes, threatening Zhile not to stop.A middle-aged woman came out on the deck, beckoning them to eat from a distance.

Zhile struggled desperately, the man grabbed Zhile's wrist with one hand like iron pliers, covered Zhile's mouth with the other hand, and blocked the sight of passers-by with his whole back. When the child came home to eat, he glanced at it and smiled.

"Be good to me, or I will break your leg now." The man said viciously.

Zhile struggled desperately, her wrist was about to be pinched off by the man.

The man dragged Zhile closer and closer to the river, and the woman got on the springboard, ready to meet him. Fortunately, at this moment, Jiang Taiyuan finally came after him. He ran down, roaring all the way, and fell halfway Rolling down the steps on the concrete floor, getting up and rushing like a middle-aged man like crazy.

Passers-by finally realized something was wrong and stepped forward to help...

"If it's a little later, Zhile might just be abducted." Shen Taiyuan said, "Human trafficking rarely happens in the county, so there is a lack of vigilance in this regard on weekdays. The pair of human traffickers are habitual offenders, and they are looking at him." In this regard, sailing along the river, specially targeting small counties, looking for orphaned children, once successful, sailing away immediately, it is difficult to track down. According to confession, they have successfully committed crimes like this several times. Zhile God bless, escaped A catastrophe."

Shen Cheng listened silently.

At that time, Jiang Taiyuan almost rescued Zhile, and in a fit of anger, he slapped Zhile severely, and scolded him for being disobedient, why he stopped waiting, and wanted to run around.

That was the only time Jiang Taiyuan beat Zhile. After returning home, he calmed down. Jiang Taiyuan apologized to Zhile, saying that he was also at fault, and then told and taught him how to deal with this situation in the future.

Because of this encounter, Zhile became afraid of strangers, and even refused to go out.

"It took Lao Jiang a long time to slowly alleviate this situation. It's just that the psychological shadow left behind is too heavy. Even if Zhile doesn't remember much, the influence has not been completely eliminated even today."

"However, Lao Jiang said that Zhile has gradually learned to forget. Now facing strangers, there is no big problem, as long as you don't force him to do anything—the wrist pulling you mentioned last time, I asked Lao Jiang, it should belong to It is not obvious at home, you just need to pay attention to it outside. He is an adult now, and generally no one will pull him casually."

Shen Taiyuan continued: "The reason why Lao Jiang didn't give special instructions is because he was afraid that we would be too cautious, which would backfire. Lao Jiang has his own considerations, and hopes that Zhile can be more independent."

The clean glass reflected Shen Cheng's calm face, his eyes were as deep as the night outside.

"You don't need to put too much pressure, just pay attention." Shen Taiyuan said.

Shen Cheng didn't say anything.

Just when Shen Taiyuan thought he was going to end the call, Shen Cheng asked again: "What illness did he suffer from before?"

Shen Taiyuan paused, and immediately understood what Shen Cheng meant, and said with a smile: "I thought you would never ask."

Shen Taiyuan sighed: "Speaking of which, it was just an ordinary fever at first."

Zhile's mother died of dystocia, and his father died in a car accident a few years later. A family was suddenly torn apart. Jiang Shanyuan, who had white-haired men and black-haired men, aged overnight. He lost his only son and daughter-in-law, leaving only one young grandson.

Jiang Shanyuan endured the grief and raised his young grandson. However, the house leaked and it rained all night. Jiang Shanyuan accidentally broke his leg while working, which made the already gloomy family worse.

During this period, Zhile caught a cold and had a fever one day.Zhile was only six or seven years old at the time, and she didn't know the benefits and harms. She just didn't want to worry about her grandfather who was bedridden and sick, so she kept it from Jiang Shanyuan, thinking that "a little cold is nothing to worry about" as others often say, and after a few days It will be fine.

However, a few days later, Zhile finally fell into a coma due to a high fever...

When he woke up after being rescued, he was no longer the same as before.

"When Zhile was young, you didn't know how smart he was, with good academic performance and good personality. His teachers and classmates didn't dislike him, and he was very sensible." Speaking of this, Shen Taiyuan sighed: "It's this sensible that hurt him. .It is said that good fortune tricks people, and fate is unpredictable. This person will last a lifetime, which is too hard to say."

After Zhile became stupid, Jiang Taiyuan was almost desperate, his hair turned white all night, and his face was washed with tears every day, his blurred eyes could not see the road to the future, and he didn't know whether he would go on.

The small, silly Zhile has forgotten many things from the past, but he still recognizes Jiang Taiyuan. He hugged Jiang Taiyuan, wiped Jiang Taiyuan's tears awkwardly, and said awkwardly: "Grandpa, don't cry. Zhile pain."

Jiang Taiyuan hugged Zhile and wailed loudly. After venting like a beast, he held Zhile's hand and smiled at him.

"If Zhile hadn't been sick, he is now in full bloom. With his looks and talents, there are countless people in the university who are pursuing him. It may not be your turn. Alas, it is a pity that the word "fate" is really unfair. .”

Shen Taiyuan was filled with regret and lamentation.

Shen Cheng remained silent.

The rain stopped and the night was as cool as water.

Shen Cheng stood in front of the window for a long time, silent, when the clock struck the time, he suddenly came back to his senses, looked at his watch, went downstairs slowly, fulfilled the promise he made, and came to Zhile's bedroom.

Zhile has already fallen asleep, Xiaole and Xiaocheng left on their own initiative earlier, and returned to their own den. The wall lamp was turned on in the bedroom, and the warm yellow light was quietly shining.

Zhile lay quietly on her side, curled up slightly, breathing quietly, her long eyelashes cast a light shadow under her eyes, and one arm was exposed outside the quilt.

Shen Cheng stretched out his hand, lightly grasped Zhile's arm, and wanted to put it into the bed, his movements were very gentle, but still surprised Zhile, immediately opened his eyes, and instinctively retracted his arm.

"Sorry." Shen Cheng let go of his hand immediately.

After Zhile saw who it was, he relaxed visibly with the naked eye. He fell into a drowsy sleep, looked at Shen Cheng with half-closed eyes, and muttered, "I'm not sorry. Go to sleep."

He stepped inside and patted the bed with his eyes closed, meaning come and sleep.

Shen Cheng got on the bed, the two-meter-long bed was very spacious, Shen Cheng unfolded his quilt, didn't feel sleepy for a while, then dimmed the lights, and lay on the head of the bed.

Zhile felt Shen Cheng, and still had her eyes closed, but the person leaned over, with her head pressed against Shen Cheng's arm, just like Xiaole and Xiaocheng pressed against Zhile.

This action made Shen Cheng suddenly realize something that had existed for a long time but had been ignored: Zhile was always defenseless against him.No matter at home or outside, no matter what Shen Cheng did to him, touching his head, shaking hands, sharing the same bed... As long as Zhile found out it was him, he would put down all guards and let him "do whatever he wanted" meekly.

As if in Zhile's world, Shen Cheng was set in a trust mode from the very beginning.

Shen Cheng didn't move, he looked down at Zhile, Zhile's face was half bright and half dark, his sleeping face was very obedient and peaceful, as if he hadn't experienced any ups and downs, and the cruel fate left no traces.

"You didn't know how smart Zhile was when he was young... There is no one who doesn't like him..."

Shen Cheng had never seen Zhi Le when he was a child, so he didn't know how cute he was, and several other pictures appeared in his mind:

Seven or eight-year-old Zhile was lying in the dark night, her face was flushed with heat, her lips were chapped, but she endured it.

Zhile struggled desperately, and after being rescued by her grandfather, her eyes were full of fear and fear, and she wanted to fall into her grandfather's arms, but she was slapped.

Zhile was at a loss but hurriedly hugged Jiang Taiyuan, and said, "Grandpa, don't cry. Zhile hurts."

"If Zhile hadn't been sick, now..."

Shen Cheng tried to imagine what Zhile would be like now if he hadn't been sick, but the result was not satisfactory - he couldn't imagine it.

Shen Cheng touched Zhile's soft hair, and Zhile gently rubbed his palms, his eyebrows, eyes, bridge of nose, and lips in his sleep, all glowing warmly and peacefully under the soft light.

Shen Cheng felt that this kind of knowledge and joy was also very good.

It seemed to be raining again, and the raindrops hit the glass, making a slight sound.

The rain also seemed to have poured into his heart, Shen Cheng's heart was soft and sore like never before, and there seemed to be slight pain.

This is the rarest and most unfamiliar thing in Shen Cheng's life. In the previous 20 years, he had never had it for others.

At that time, he didn't know this kind of thing, and it was distressing.

Shen Cheng just felt that after Zhile, he should not suffer any more, or suffer any harm.

Late at night.

Shen Cheng pushed Zhile away a little, covered him with a quilt, and lay down himself.

After a while, Zhile rolled over and hugged Shen Cheng.

Shen Cheng had never slept well, and was always alert. With such movements and movements, he could hardly sleep.But since he agreed to □□, he was mentally prepared.

endure.

Shen Cheng closed his eyes like an old monk in meditation. After a while, he opened his eyes helplessly.For Shen Cheng, whose sexual orientation is male, sleeping with a beautiful boy requires a lot of self-cultivation and self-control. It won't do anything beyond the norm, but someone is really enough to torture people.

Zhile kicked off her quilt, and began to pull Shen Cheng's quilt, trying to get in.

Shen Cheng grabbed the quilt and calmly defended his territory.Then he kicked Zhile away, Zhile was forced to roll away, Shen Cheng stood up again, and pulled the quilt to cover Zhile.

Only a few minutes later, Zhile came to Shen Cheng's side "leisurely" again, with one leg stretched wide on Shen Cheng's quilt, and his arm across Shen Cheng's chest.

Shen Cheng: ...

Shen Cheng pushes away, kicks away, throws away...

Zhile, post it, post it, post it...

After repeating this several times, Shen Cheng gave up his armor and surrendered.He stared blankly at the ceiling, with a look of lovelessness on his face.

In the end, Zhile got her wish, she put her head on Shen Cheng's shoulder, hugged Shen Cheng, and had a happy dream of peace.

In fact, when Zhile sleeps alone, she doesn't toss and turn, but once there are people or dolls around her, she unconsciously wants to be close together.

The light rain was pattering outside the window, and the indoor lights gently covered the bodies of the two of them.

Shen Cheng originally thought that tonight would be a sleepless night, but unexpectedly, not long after Zhile calmed down, being hugged like this, he fell asleep very quickly.

boom--

There was a huge roar, deafening, the sky and the earth were spinning, broken glass, the sound of the impact, the sky filled with blood, the pain... These pictures and sounds are intertwined, filling every corner.

Shen Cheng had a splitting headache, turned his head to look, and saw a bloody face with wide-open eyes, and blood flowed down the corners of the eyes.

A man in front of him bowed his head, his blood was flowing in lines, ticking.

blood.

There is blood everywhere.

"It was you who killed them! It was you!"

Someone is yelling.

Shen Cheng was pushed by someone, and his head hit the wall, and he felt severe pain. He wanted to get up, but he was dizzy and weak, so he had to lean against the wall, panting violently.

"elder brother!"

Shen Cheng opened his eyes abruptly, gasped as if drowning, his dark eyes reflected the soft light, and he didn't know where he was for a moment.

"Brother, what's the matter with you?" A familiar voice came from his ear, and Shen Cheng gradually came back to his senses. Shen Cheng looked sideways, and saw Zhi Le sitting up, looking at him worriedly.

"Did you have a nightmare?" Zhile's hand was on Shen Cheng's shoulder, and it was he who just noticed something was wrong and pushed Shen Cheng to wake him up.

When Shen Cheng woke up, he closed his eyes, and as usual, he forgot everything in the dream, slowly calmed down his violent heartbeat, sat up, leaned against the head of the bed, and said to Zhile: "No."

Shen Cheng took the water cups placed by the bed, and handed one of the cups to Zhi Le for him to drink.

Zhile was still full of worry, stared at Shen Cheng's face, reached out to catch the water, and was surprised when his fingers touched Shen Cheng's palm.

"You're hot."

Zhile immediately held Shen Cheng's palm and touched Shen Cheng's forehead.

"Brother, you have a fever."