The Sick Beauty in the Republic of China

The dark red velvet bed curtain was finally pulled open, half of the fluffy and soft feathers fell down, but no one pulled it up.

Wang Luan rested his pillow in Qi Chensheng's arms, and then slowly leaned against his chest. He always liked to do this, because he could hear the heartbeat in that firm and warm chest.

"Are Brother Ninth tired?" Qi Chensheng slightly raised his hand, and caressed the thin back of the person in his arms, but he still couldn't help lingering around his waist - he was still too thin, sick and weak, revealing The beauty that seduces his mind, seems to be able to hold it with one hand, but it will be broken quietly at some point.

"Tired..." Wang Luan's voice was slightly prolonged due to tiredness, he closed his eyes reassuringly, feeling what Qi Chensheng had left in his body just now, it seemed to be warm and blended into his blood flow , to make up for the vitality lost due to the parasitism of the holding demon.

"Take a nap if you're tired." Qi Chensheng lowered his head, kissed lightly on the hair with a touch of sandalwood, hugged Wang Luan deeper with his arms, and said softly, "I'll send you some food from Fengshan later Wake up Brother Jiu."

"This lets him see what it looks like..." Wang Luan frowned and muttered, his consciousness was already blurred, but he still tried to open his eyes and looked at Qi Chensheng's face.

"What's the matter, Brother Ninth?" Qi Chensheng sensed Wang Luan's gaze, stroked Wang Luan's hair, and wanted to lower his head to kiss his forehead.

But Wang Luan greeted Qi Chensheng's kiss, but raised his head slightly, and stretched out his thin fingers to touch the scar on Qi Chensheng's disabled eye.

Qi Chensheng was not surprised or even very familiar with this kind of action, perhaps because of guilt, when the two of them were prepared to be alone, Wang Luan always paid special attention to that scar.

But he could clearly feel that brother Jiu's mood today was a little different from usual.

"Shen Sheng, is there any relationship between human eyes and holding a demon?" Wang Luan murmured and asked a question that surprised Qi Chensheng.

"Eyes?" Qi Chensheng frowned, recalling the old news about holding demons and star supervisors that he had learned from the Qi family's uncle one by one, but he didn't remember anything related to eyes.

"Why would Brother Jiu ask this?"

Naturally, Wang Luan had nothing to hide from him, so he told Wang Mingsheng's order five years ago, and the fact that the man surnamed Wang had his eyes gouged out in the basement.

"Wang Mingsheng can't do this for no reason, unless he has a habit of digging people's eyes, but—"

But if it's just a hobby, why bother to get Qi Chensheng's eyes, and why are the people who have their eyes gouged out all related to holding the demon?

Listening to Wang Luan's words, Qi Chensheng gradually became biased in his heart. There should indeed be some kind of connection between the holding demon and the dying person and even the star supervisor, which they don't know, and...

"Perhaps those eyes are not what Wang Mingsheng wants."

"What?" Wang Luan was taken aback when he heard Qi Chensheng say such a sentence out of the blue, but he soon understood what Qi Chensheng meant.

To him, Wang Mingsheng's death was a relief and an end, but to Qi Chensheng or the entire Qi family, it seemed that it was not over.

Whether it's Wang Mingsheng or Qi Wangxiang, although they have the ability to conspire, in the final analysis they are always lacking.For example, who guided Wang Mingsheng, an outsider, to understand the secret of the Qi family's holding on to the demon; and who told Qi Wangxiang, who was born deficient, to use the holding on to continue his life?

There must be someone standing behind them, silently manipulating all this.

"There is nothing related to eyeballs on Wang Mingsheng's body, so if he really gouged out so many people's eyes, it is very likely that it was for that person." Qi Chensheng kissed Wang Luan's shoulder , the gray residual eyes half-closed, recalling Wang Mingsheng's various actions.

"Then who is this person?"

Too many unknowns and suspicions made Wang Luan's tired mind even more difficult to maintain. He lay in Qi Chensheng's arms and tried his best to recall the clues of the time when he got along with Wang Mingsheng, but he only got more sleepiness. A blur.

"Ninth brother, go to sleep." Qi Chensheng slowly covered Wang Luan's eyes with his hand, covering his thin body with his warm body, so that the peaceful atmosphere covered up the hidden crisis, "Let's leave all these things to him." Give it to me, Brother Nine, sleep peacefully..."

In Qi Chensheng's whispering, Wang Luan was easily relieved of all his struggles, and fell into a smoky dream tainted with Qi Chensheng's breath.

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"This is a new bird's nest from the south. Let me tell you from the kitchen. If Madam is not used to eating it, I'd like to eat it next time."

"Go to old doctor Zhou and ask him to come over tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. It's going to be winter, Brother Nine should also replenish his body."

"The old doctor Zhou sent someone to deliver the prescription in the afternoon, but he told me to prevent the lungs from getting hot, and not to make it up too quickly..."

The long and short hands of the gold-plated western clock slowly crossed quarter to eight.

When Wang Luan was about to wake up, he remembered the old things he had thought about before going to bed, and he listened to Qi Chensheng and Feng Shan's whispered words dimly. He wanted to open his eyes, but he couldn't, so he could only continue to listen to them.

"Second young master, there is one more thing. In the past few days, there have always been people from the factory who have swindled and swindled to give me benefits. They said that winter is coming, and they want to send some woolen materials to Madam."

Hearing what Fengshan said, Wang Luan then thought of the piles of materials that were sent everywhere in the summer, and it gave him a headache just looking at them.Just as he was about to struggle and push, he heard Qi Chensheng's voice again.

"You tell them to send it anyway, but send it to me in the middle. I'll read it first before sending it to Brother Jiu."

"A few days ago, I urged those who went to the north commercial line to pick up the fox mink wool and rush to make some coats for brother Jiu in winter."

Wang Luan listened to the sum of the two, and the more he listened, the more he felt that it was too much. After several ups and downs, he finally woke up. He felt that his body was finally relieved of most of his fatigue, so he stretched out his hand and pulled the curtain, making some ringing.

"Shen Sheng..."

This low sound was not loud at all, but it also attracted the attention of the two people outside. Immediately afterwards, footsteps were heard, and when Wang Luan looked up, Qi Chensheng had already sat by the bed.

"Brother Jiu woke up as soon as Fengshan delivered the porridge." He put his arms around Wang Luan's back, lifted him up, and stuffed a pillow behind his waist to support Wang Luan's early awakening. Lazy body: "Did it disturb you?"

Although Wang Luan was leaning against the head of the bed, he still leaned into Qi Chensheng's arms until he was hugged full, then he looked at Qi Chensheng with half-closed eyes and said, "That's not it... I just listen to you carrying me on your back. , what else to discuss."

"How dare you carry Brother Nine behind your back?" Qi Chensheng winked at Feng Shan, and Feng Shan quickly pushed the small dining cart over, and he brought bird's nest porridge from above, tested the temperature before delivering it to Wang Luan's mouth A spoonful: "It's just that it's getting cold, and I need to buy some clothes for Brother Jiu."

"You only talk lightly, you want to fool me?" Wang Luan held Qi Chensheng's hand and drank a few mouthfuls of porridge. Just as he felt the taste was a bit bland, Qi Chensheng gave him a salt water lily.

"How could I fool Brother Ninth?" Qi Chensheng watched Wang Luan bite Lily, then took his body to feed the porridge again, and simply admitted it frankly: "Don't say it's the material from the factory. Save this family business, and let Brother Jiu spend it."

"Since it's winter, I want to cut clothes, so naturally I want to give Brother Jiu the best."

"You misunderstood what I mean, but the more you talk, the more energetic you are." Wang Luan raised his hand and tapped Qi Chensheng's chin, coughed a few times, and said helplessly: "I'm afraid I won't even be able to leave the house in winter." , Why waste those materials for nothing.”

Qi Chensheng didn't want to make him depressed, so he leaned against Wang Luan's shoulder and leaned into his ear, and diverted the conversation: "This is also true, if Brother Nine is really willing to stay in this room every day, he will I don’t wear anything, I like it when I look at it..."

After hearing this, Wang Luan's face became hot, and he subconsciously looked at Fengshan who was staying in the room. Fortunately, Fengshan was very quick-eyed, and after delivering the food, he went to the cabinet to organize things. He was completely unaware of what happened here. I don't know.

Only then did he feel a little relieved, but he still gave Qi Chensheng an angry look, turned around and leaned into the pillow and ignored him.

"What's the matter, Ninth Brother?" Qi Chensheng asked knowingly with a hidden smile in his eyes, still holding the bird's nest porridge in his hand, and took Wang Luan into his arms: "Drink a few more mouthfuls of porridge, so don't wake up hungry at night."

"Don't drink anymore," Wang Luan held on but didn't turn his head. He only pulled the feather quilt to separate himself from Qi Chensheng, imitating the old doctor's tone and said: "I have a dry lung, stagnant stomach, and I can overcome it." Those few mouthfuls are not bad, I won’t be hungry.”

"What Brother Nine said is wrong." Qi Chensheng didn't care about the quilt, and couldn't help but wrap Wang Luan into his arms: "I have seen the prescription that old doctor Zhou sent in the afternoon. It is said that your lung fire will be weakened, it is a good time to rest your stomach and nourish your body, you cannot lack food."

"Shen Sheng, you—" Wang Luan still wanted to struggle again, but unfortunately, he was completely trapped by Qi Chensheng, and he couldn't escape after several twists and turns, and his own strength was weak, so he had to lie in Qi Chensheng's arms, and he was at his mercy.

Qi Chensheng looked at Wang Luan's powerless appearance, which seemed to coincide with his thoughts of being a bird in a golden cage, but he never wanted to annoy Brother Jiu too much, so he spoke softly again, coaxing Wang Luan to leave the rest The porridge is finished.

After such a fuss, it was nearly ten o'clock, but they were afraid that they would be uncomfortable with the accumulation of food at night after eating, so they leaned against the bedside and chatted about other things.

"Speaking of old doctor Zhou, I also invited a doctor to treat those surnamed Wang in the afternoon, and I haven't had time to hear the results, what happened to them?" Thinking of the faces of those people, Wang Luan knew he would not Great, but I still asked: "Especially Twelve, he grew up with me, is there any possibility for him..."

Mentioning this, Qi Chensheng's expression became a bit serious, and while Wang Luan was asleep, he had already figured out the conditions of those who were sent here, but they were indeed not very good.

"Ordinary doctors can only diagnose physical weakness, and those with specific symptoms have already prescribed medication." Qi Chensheng said slowly, but he knew that he could not hide anything from Wang Luan after all.

"Wang Twelve, the doctor said that the old illness is too serious, and I just hope to survive this winter."