After the death of the people, the crematorium is full [Quick Transmigration]

Before dinner in the evening, Lin Xiaodong specially ordered the back kitchen to cook the remaining crabs he brought back that day and bring them up at dinner.

He was still thinking, just now that he was a bit too flirtatious, Gu Xingzhai probably won't help him peel his shell again today, maybe he will walk around him in the next few days.So should he peel it himself, or call a servant to help?

But unexpectedly, when it was time for the meal, what Lin Xiaodong saw was not a delicious big crab, but a fat boy who was picked up by the butler by his ears.

"You bastard!" The butler was half-dead with anger, mostly because of embarrassment, "Where in the town can't I buy crabs? And am I usually shorter than you?"

That big fat boy looked about eleven or twelve years old, the flesh on his face was so thick that he could hardly see his eyes, and he was crying miserably because of the pain in his ears, with tears and snot all over his face.

Lin Xiaodong sat a little further away in disgust: "Which family is this kid?"

"It's a dog," the butler sighed, "I'm really sorry, miss, I'm busy with my master's affairs this afternoon, and my mother went to the town to go to the market again. Chef, I ate all the crabs you kept in the tank."

"Eat it all?" Lin Xiaodong didn't have time to feel sorry for his crab. He glanced at the little fat man's height, and his eyebrows were almost knotted. "Are you kidding me? This kid is not as tall as a stove." , Moreover, there are so many people in the back kitchen, how did he secretly light the fire?"

The fat boy cried and said: "I, I fished out the crabs, threw them into the wine jar in the cellar and drowned them, and then ate them directly."

Lin Xiaodong: "..."

This is really awesome.

"Aren't you afraid of eating parasites?" He asked incredulously, "Even drunk crabs have to be dealt with. Where can you pick them up and eat them directly after soaking in wine? It's no different from eating them raw."

The fat boy said while sobbing: "But we all eat like this at home."

"Nie Zi! How dare you talk back!"

Seeing the butler raising his hands high while glancing at himself, his bluff looked fake, Lin Xiaodong sighed and waved his hands boredly: "Forget it, it's just a few taels of crabs, eat them as soon as you eat them." Right. But I still suggest you go to the town and buy some ebony pills to make a decoction for him to drink, otherwise he may be infected with parasitic diseases."

"Don't worry, this kid is very skinny, don't worry about him." Seeing that he didn't pursue it, the housekeeper immediately returned to the previous look of nodding and bowing to flatter.And seeing that a father like him doesn't care about his son, Lin Xiaodong doesn't care about it.

As the saying goes, good words are hard to persuade the damn ghost, but when that day comes, it will be hard to have this greedy kid.

After eating, this world has no Internet or TV, Lin Xiaodong originally planned to go to bed early and let the system play a movie for him, but Gu Xingzhai unexpectedly came over again.

"How are you thinking?" He waved his hand to ask the servants to clear the table, and asked Lin Xiaodong in a deep voice.

"What are you thinking about?" Lin Xiaodong asked in confusion.

The corner of Gu Xingzhai's mouth twitched: "I'm talking about the dance partner."

"Oh, what are you talking about," Lin Xiaodong pretended to be suddenly enlightened, and said intentionally, "But the invitation that Master Huang sent didn't say that I should bring my partner there."

Seeing that he was pretending to be stupid, Gu Xingzhai endured for a moment, and asked in a good voice: "I mean, do you want to be my dance partner and go to the ball together?"

Lin Xiaodong raised his eyebrows and smiled.

He crossed his legs, propped his chin with one hand, and looked at the man standing in front of him with a smile: "So, you are inviting me now?"

"……Yes."

"But I can't see your sincerity." The smile on Lin Xiaodong's face deepened, and he had already kissed him. He wanted to see how long Gu Xingzhai could keep his mouth shut. "Invite a lady so rashly." It's very disrespectful to be your own dance partner, Young Master Gu."

Gu Xingzhai took a deep breath, looked up into Lin Xiaodong's eyes, "Then what do you want from me?"

"Well," Lin Xiaodong put on a pensive look, and after a while, he said to him, "Look, I can't dance either, and you've been to big cities anyway, since you want to invite me to be your dance partner , then teach me how to dance, isn’t this request too much?”

"........."

In fact, Gu Xingzhai's original plan was to take Lin Xiaodong to show up in the name of a dance partner for a formality. As long as he swears his sovereignty in person, that Mr. Huang will stop coveting a married woman if he is more sensible.

But he really didn't expect that seeing Lin Xiaodong's clothes are so fashionable, he can't dance until now.

"Okay." He reluctantly agreed, "How do you want me to teach? Let me tell you first, I have never been a dance teacher, and I only know the most basic dance steps."

"Just teach the most basic."

Lin Xiaodong didn't care about these details, he got up and walked in front of Gu Xingzhai, and stretched out a hand towards the man.

Out of the habit of practicing martial arts for many years, to see what kind of kung fu someone is practicing, the first thing to do is to observe the location of the calluses on the hands, so Gu Xingzhai subconsciously lowered his head and stared at the slender white hand with well-defined joints for a moment.But the more he looked at him, the more confused he felt—this hand is beautiful, but why doesn't it feel like a woman's hand?

"What are you dazed about?"

Lin Xiaodong waved his hands in front of his eyes angrily. Gu Xingzhai, who had just figured out something was wrong, was interrupted from his thoughts, and finally came to his senses. He stretched out his hand to hold the young man, but held only half of his palm in a reserved manner.

They moved the table in the room to a corner, and brought an old-fashioned vinyl record player, which played a very slow lyric English song.The dim crystal ceiling light swayed gently above the head, and an unspeakable ambiguous atmosphere gradually brewed in the room.

Lin Xiaodong put his hand on Gu Xingzhai's shoulder, the man lowered his eyes uncomfortably, and put his hand on the young man's back.

"My waist is here." Lin Xiaodong said helplessly.

He grabbed Gu Xingzhai's hand and pressed it on his waist, wondering who taught whom to dance.

After finally getting into the pose, accompanied by soft music, Gu Xingzhai counted the beat in a low voice, and began to teach Lin Xiaodong how to dance the female step.But at the beginning of learning, it is inevitable to make mistakes, not to mention that Lin Xiaodong is still wearing high heels.

In less than 10 minutes, he stepped on his partner several times.

Gu Xingzhai: "..."

"I'm sorry," Lin Xiaodong blushed even though he was thick-skinned, "Forget it, I'll take off my shoes and dance."

After finishing speaking, under Gu Xingzhai's stunned gaze, Lin Xiaodong kicked his legs, and threw the high-heeled shoes aside neatly.The feeling of finally stepping on the ground made him let out a long breath of relief, and when he came back to his senses, he saw the man staring at him with an indescribable expression, and he couldn't help asking in doubt: "What's wrong? Is there something on my face?"

"……nothing."

Gu Xingzhai hesitated to speak for several times, but in the end he didn't say anything.

So the teaching continued.

Without worrying about stepping on his feet, Lin Xiaodong's dance steps gradually became smoother and more natural.In order to simulate the situation when wearing high heels, he deliberately tiptoed slightly, as light as a butterfly dancing among flowers.

Although they didn't dance tango, Lin Xiaodong still imitated the classic clip of the movie "Scent of a Woman". At the end of the last dance, he impromptuly held Gu Xingzhai's hand, circled him around, and fell backwards on his lower back. When I went there, I suddenly remembered that I hadn't said hello in advance, and subconsciously stretched out my arms and wrapped them tightly around the man's neck.

At this time, Gu Xingzhai had already stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his waist.

The two maintained this posture until the record was played and they didn't react.

Lin Xiaodong lay on his back in the man's arms, blinked his eyes, and looked up.

With his back to the light above his head, Gu Xingzhai's facial features became more handsome and profound, his dark eyes stared at his face without blinking, his expression was calm and indifferent as usual, but there seemed to be waves in his eyes.

A few seconds later, with one hand, he helped Lin Xiaodong up.

"You have already learned it," Gu Xingzhai let go of his hand, turned his head away, and said in a calm voice, "I have nothing to teach you. Let's call it a day."

The man walked to the corner in silence, bent down and picked up the high heels that Lin Xiaodong had kicked aside, put them in front of him, and left the room without looking back.

Lin Xiaodong stared at the pair of shoes for a while, then snorted inexplicably, put them on and went back to bed.

The moon is in the middle of the sky, and everything is silent.

It was late at night, and although it was not yet the season for burning charcoal, the chill outside the house had already withered the lotus leaves in the pond.

Gu Xingzhai was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his breathing was rough/heavy, and he clenched his fists tightly.

I don't know what he dreamed about, but his face was both struggling and happy, a thin layer of sweat oozes from his forehead, and the arms hanging by his side are already bruised.

And under the white obscene clothes, on the left chest of the man, there is a tattoo of a blue dragon flying through the clouds and fog. This is the evil spirit mark that Gu Xingzhai invited a special master to tattoo on him when Gu Xingzhai was studying art with his master.Sensing the succubus Yin Qi lingering around him, the pattern of the Canglong suddenly flashed red light like a charcoal brand. This red light was fleeting, but it awakened Gu Xingzhai from the deep nightmare in an instant.

The man sat on the bed profusely with sweat, his chest heaved violently, and his heartbeat exploded in his eardrums like a drum.He stared blankly at the white wall opposite, and the memory of his dream just now gradually came back. The image of Lin Xiaodong sobbing under him and the scene of intense kissing during the day gradually intertwined and merged, and it was hard to tell which was fantasy and which is reality.

Lying in the bedroom where his father lived for a long time, Gu Xingzhai tightly gripped the quilt, and covered his eyes with one hand forbearance.

He blocked the moonlight from the window, but he couldn't stop the dreaming heart.

"Young Master Gu has a clear conscience, but I'm a layman."

Lin Xiaodong's smiling voice seemed to ring in his ears again.

Gu Xingzhai put down his hands and laughed at himself.

In the past, he was still able to say these words in front of everyone, in a dignified and open manner.

But now, like a mouse in the gutter, he can only hide in a dark corner and torture himself over and over again. Only in his dreams can he wantonly release the most despicable fantasies suppressed in his heart.

After the intense heartbeat in his chest calmed down slightly, the man took a deep breath and walked barefoot to the cabinet in the corner.

He hesitated for a long time.

But in the end, he took out the lotus leaf sachet hidden in the depths and hung it on the bedside again.

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The author has something to say:

Lin Xiaodong:?

No, when did you suppress it?