Looking for green hills

The young master of the Shen family, Shen Qinghe, is a well-known handsome man in the city, with delicate features and a handsome figure. He is the man in the dreams of thousands of girls, but this man in the dream is a rare and cold-faced Hades It took only half a year to see him go out of the house once, and when he came out, he had a straight face and was cold to everyone, but the more he was like this, the more the girls were obsessed with him.

In the early morning of that day, a carriage stopped at the entrance of Shen's residence, and a slender, moon-white figure walked out from the entrance of the residence and got into the carriage.

Shen Qinghe was cold-tempered, and at a very young age, he felt lonely and lonely. The only thing he loved was green bamboo. Master Shen and Mrs. Shen were worried that their son would be too withdrawn, and always went to all parts of the country to search for different varieties of bamboo to give away. To Shen Qinghe's backyard.Two days ago, Master Shen heard that a bamboo forest had been newly planted in the south of the city, and the scenery inside was quiet and pleasant, so he immediately arranged for his servants to escort Shen Qinghe to the south of the city to enjoy the bamboo. The bamboo forest in the south of the city.

The bamboo forest is at the foot of Nanshan Mountain. It is verdant and green. The sun shines through the whirling bamboo leaves into the quiet forest.Shen Qinghe paced slowly in the forest, smelling the fragrance of bamboo leaves with the tip of his nose, and a few servants quietly followed behind him, holding their breath and not daring to disturb his good mood.

Walking to the depths of the bamboo forest, I suddenly saw a sky-blue figure lying on the ground in front of me. The person was lying face down and couldn't see his face clearly. His blue robe was stained with blood, as if he had suffered a serious injury.Shen Qinghe walked over quickly and asked the servant to help the man up. The man groaned in pain and slowly raised his head.

Shen Qinghe gasped, and involuntarily took a few steps back. He stared at the delicate and handsome face in front of him, his whole body trembled as if struck by lightning, and an unknown emotion spread from his heart. It opened, and soon turned into a surging wave, sweeping his whole body.

Seeing him like this, the servant who was supporting the injured man threw the man to the ground and ran to his side quickly: "Master, what's wrong with you? Why are you shaking all over?!"

He tried his best to push away the two servants and ran to the man, bent down and hugged the man into his arms, and asked tremblingly, "Who are you? Have I seen you somewhere?!"

Those wet eyes like elk suddenly looked at him with a smile: "I'm Qing'er..."

"Qing'er... who is Qing'er?"

But before he finished asking, the frail body in his arms lost consciousness and passed out.

With a sullen face, Shen Qing picked up the person in his arms and walked out of the bamboo forest. The two servants stood there dumbfounded and didn't understand what happened. He suddenly turned around and yelled at them: "Hurry up and drive Hurry up and go back to the mansion to find a doctor!"

"Oh... oh... yes... I'm going to drive now."

After returning home, Shen Qinghe carried Xiaoqing straight back to his bedroom, and carefully placed him on the bed. When the doctor came for diagnosis and treatment, he also stood by the side closely, as if he was guarding some kind of treasure.

The doctor said that Xiaoqing just lost too much blood, and he would wake up after a short rest after the wound was bandaged, so Shen Qinghe dispersed the crowd and sat on the side of the bed to wait for Xiaoqing to wake up.He stared at the sleepy pale little face, always feeling familiar, like an old friend hidden deep in his memory, the more he looked at it, the more fascinated he was, and he couldn't help stretching out his hand to caress that beautiful face. The sleepy man suddenly opened his eyes and stared at him motionlessly: "My lord..."

He withdrew his hand abruptly as if he had just woken up from a dream, and his face turned bright red. It was really rude and presumptuous to touch someone's cheek when they first met, not to mention that the other party was a man.He cleared his throat, took a few steps back, and stood by the bed: "Are you awake? Does your body still hurt?"

Xiaoqing shook her head, but her round eyes were full of mist: "It doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt at all."

"Then why are you crying?" Seeing him crying, Shen Qinghe hurriedly sat back, took his injured arm and looked at it carefully: "Is the wound bleeding again?"

He looked at Shen Qinghe, and the figure in front of him gradually merged with the cold and aloof face in his memory. For a moment, decades of time disappeared before his eyes like the wind, and a tear fell silently from the corner of his eyes.

I finally found you, Gu Yuanshan.

"I'm fine, but I suddenly remembered my parents. I came here from the north with my parents to avoid bandits. I didn't expect to encounter bandits halfway. Both my parents passed away, and I will be left alone..." said As he spoke, he cried more and more terribly, his slender body kept leaning against Shen Qinghe's body, and finally shrank completely into Shen Qinghe's arms.

There was a faint fragrance on his body, his soft body was as light as a cloud, and he clung tightly to Shen Qinghe's arms. Shen Qinghe was at a loss for a moment, and it took him a long time to gently touch his shoulder with a blushing face: "Don't cry." ...Since you have nowhere to go, stay in the Shen residence from now on."

"Really? Young Master, are you willing to take me in?" He raised his head and hooked Shen Qinghe's neck and laughed, tears were still in the corners of his eyes, and when he laughed, the watery light made those eyes more vivid, Shen Qinghe felt After a moment of absentmindedness, it took him a while to realize that the entwined figures of the two of them were really out of place. He pulled Xiaoqing away, turned around and said in an unnatural voice: "Really, I happen to be short of a book boy, waiting for you When the injury is healed, come and study with me...I'm going out first, you have a good rest..."

After finishing speaking, he left his bedroom to others, and ran away as if to escape.

The days of companionship began like this. After Xiaoqing recovered from her injury, she stayed in the study to accompany Shen Qinghe every day. In just three or two days, all the servants in the mansion knew that their young master valued this little book boy picked up from outside. No one in the Shen residence dared to neglect him.

What does Young Master Shen value?In the past, when he was reading in the study room, he never let people in to disturb him, but after this little book boy came, he stayed in the study room with Young Master Shen all day and all night. , the little book boy couldn't stand it and fell asleep beside Young Master Shen. Not only did Young Master not annoy him, he even picked him up and sent him back from the study to his bedroom. He was actually dismissed by Young Master Shen.

The even more imaginative rumors came from the maidservants who occasionally brought tea and water into the study room, saying that when they brought tea in, they often saw Young Master Shen sitting behind the desk with a flushed face, while the handsome little book boy Standing at the side calmly, he didn't know who these two people were molesting whom, presumably the one who got bullied must be that powerless little book boy.

If Shen Qinghe heard these comments, he would definitely cry for grievances, obviously he was the one who was molested to the point of blushing and thick neck!

In the first few days, Xiaoqing was still obediently standing beside him laying paper and ink for him. Feet, falling delicately in his arms, the nest lasted for a whole day, no matter how hard he struggled, he was unwilling to get off him, and he didn't know what kind of demon he was, so he couldn't be fierce in Xiaoqing's face, just Neng blushed, and let this annoying little goblin writhe in his arms for a whole day.

On the second day, they changed to a new trick, insisting that he was not acclimatized to the climate when he first arrived here, and had a lot of blisters in his mouth, so he just nestled in Shen Qinghe's arms and let him blow it up for him.

What are you blowing?His little mouth was red and moist, and it was a bit more flattering than those maidservants at home. He just lay in his arms and pouted, complaining of pain and itching, insisting on pressing Shen Qinghe's neck Blowing a few inches above his lips for quite a while, Shen Qinghe stared at his opening and closing lips, his whole body seemed to be scorched on a fire, the blood all over his body was boiling and pooling down his body, finally he I couldn't bear it any longer, pulled Xiaoqing's arm and wanted to run away, but Xiaoqing hooked his neck wrongedly, and said: "It hurts..."

With a "boom", he felt a string in his brain suddenly snapped, and the person in his arms hooked him, and he didn't even know when those bright red lips were attached to his own.