The reborn boy is called Xianggong! !

The wind in the early morning of autumn brought a thrilling coolness, and a dead leaf blew through the window.

Ye Sheng woke up suddenly, and when he opened his eyes, there was no one beside him.When he got up, he realized that the dress he wore yesterday was still on his body.The accessories on his body were taken off one by one.I'm afraid that he will be caught when he is someone.

Only then did I remember that yesterday, when I was half asleep and half awake, I begged my senior brother not to take off his clothes, just waiting for Rong Qian.

Ye Sheng rubbed his eyes, feeling a little dazed.Bare feet on the beech floor under the bed, a little cold.

Ye Sheng's house was originally opposite to Rong Qian's.

As soon as the door was opened, the harshness on the opposite side was no longer concealed, revealing its true colors.

There was already a kneeling in the yard, and the rising cold dew stained the brows and shoulders of everyone.

Ye Sheng was stunned in place, looking through the wide open door, a bright yellow flashed indistinctly in the room.

There was a mess in front of the door, cups and pots of porcelain were shattered all over the floor, and an eunuch knelt beside him with blood on his hands, kowtowing unceasingly.

So, time also, life also?What was supposed to come still came, what came caught him off guard, and what came made him unable to catch it.

Ye Sheng staggered and collapsed on the floor in front of the house.He wanted to cry out in pain, but nothing came out.The heart-piercing pain did not come from the legs, but from the heart.

He fell again into the abyss of eternity when he was most hopeful near the dawn.The abyss was piercingly cold, as if someone had squeezed his throat and pressed his head, making him unable to live.

Why, even if he tried his best, he couldn't save him?Why?He watched Rong Qian suffer that despair again?

Ye Sheng wanted to cry, but found that the tears had flowed all over his face at some point, blurring his eyes, pattering on the steps, winding into a river of sadness in his heart.

It was the despair of being seized again by fate.

There was a commotion in front of Rong Qian's house.

Ye Sheng sat up hastily, and wiped his eyes carelessly.

What came out was Gu Lao with a dejected expression.Gu Lao shook his head, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and walked out on his own.

There was another commotion, and the bright yellow robe hurried out, kicking away the crowd kneeling in the middle.

Guards of honor came out in a file, followed by Concubine Su Gui with a pale face.

Concubine Su Gui walked staggeringly, caressing her forehead, her usually bright and delicate face was cold, not as bright as before, exuding a beautiful desolation.

Concubine Su Gui didn't see him, and was supported by the maid beside her to walk quickly.She lowered her head and leaned against the maid alone, letting her drag her to follow the emperor in front of her.

Ye Sheng was still sitting in the same place, without the strength to get up.He thought that Rong Qian would come out, he thought that Rong Qian would come out steadily like he did every day, pat his head, touch his face, and eat with him.

No, nothing.

Rong Qian was afraid that he would never be able to stand up again.Like the previous life.

He knew that there were wheelchairs in Moran Courtyard, and he had seen Rong Qian sit in them.

The second time they met in this life, Rong Qian was sitting under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in a wheelchair.

Rong Qian told him that sometimes he couldn't return to Yunyan Academy in time, and his legs were cold, so he could only sit in a wheelchair.

So every month, no matter how busy Rong Qian was, he wanted him to accompany him to visit his senior brother at Yunyan Academy.

Rong Qian always kept his eyes light, scratched his nose and said yes with a smile.

Rong Qian has never been in a wheelchair in the past few years.

He knew that Rong Qian himself didn't like to sit in a wheelchair, he was like a useless person.

Thinking of these, Ye Sheng couldn't hold back his tears.

He hasn't seen Rong Qian yet, he doesn't know how to comfort him after seeing Rong Qian.It seemed that all words became pale and powerless, and none of them could withstand the pain and sorrow in Rong Qian's heart.

He waited for so long, but it still ended like this.

Rong Qian, to Rong Qian.He was going to see Rong Qian, he couldn't let Rong Qian endure the heart-wrenching despair alone.

Ye Sheng got up suddenly, walked into the courtyard with bare feet, and ran into the house.

The people in the courtyard had already got up, and the seniors in the last row in Tsing Yi glanced at him unintentionally.

But he just pursed his lips and didn't speak. The senior brother looked him up and nodded at him, as if he hesitated to speak.

Luo Tong didn't know what was coming, so he knelt down with Zhao Changqing just now.He frowned and looked at Ye Sheng, but he gave Zhao Changqing a hand and pulled him behind him.

Zhao Changqing turned his eyes away and never looked at Ye Sheng again.

Ye Sheng also didn't care to look at Zhao Changqing at the moment, he walked into the main hall, went to the inner room, and pushed open the door of Rong Qian's room.

The house is heavily smoked with herbs.Curly blue smoke rose from the medicine stove and scattered in every corner of the room.

Rong Qian was awake, leaning on the bed, his sharp and frosty eyes swept over the moment Ye Sheng opened the door.When he found out that it was Ye Sheng, he couldn't help being startled?In a moment, the fierceness was completely absorbed, and the frost was completely hidden by him, leaving only the helplessness and tenderness in his eyes.

"You're here." Rong Qian smiled at him, in the blue smoke, there was neither joy nor anger on his silent face.

"You lied to me again, didn't you?" Ye Sheng sniffled, and wiped his eyes hard with his sleeve.

The sleeves were embroidered with intricate patterns, which rubbed against his eyes, making him sore.But he lowered his head and smiled wryly at Rong Qian.

Like a child who just came home and was punished for doing something wrong, holding back tears and acting coquettishly.

Rong Qian's heart tightened, and the bitterness in his heart rose to his throat, and it turned into pain when the child cried.

"Don't cry." Rong Qian said softly.Whispering, let him come closer.

Ye Sheng bit his lips tightly to prevent himself from crying.

Her eyes were full of tears, and there was a hazy layer of veil on those eyes that were already clear.His pink lips were bitten so hard that they turned bright red.

Rong Qian felt a pain in his heart, and immediately put his white hand into his mouth, replacing his tortured lips.

Ye Sheng cried even harder, but he stopped biting himself fiercely.Just standing there silently letting the tears drip down in big clusters, dripping on the satin surface of Rong Qian's quilt, dizzy with wetness.

Rong Qian touched his eyes again.Spread your palms, gently covering his eyelids, rubbing them slowly, trying to block the hot tears that burst out in a short while.

"Don't cry, you cry, I feel so distressed." Rong Qian murmured, leaning forward with some difficulty, holding Ye Sheng in his arms. "Aren't I fine? I can still hold you and wipe your tears. God favors Rong Qian, Rong Qian should be content."

Rong Qian's body was very cold, the smell of cold cinnamon rushed directly to the tip of Ye Sheng's nose, making Ye Sheng's eyes sore, the bitterness in his mouth, the pain in his heart, he wanted to rush out with tears.

Ye Sheng wanted to say to him, "God doesn't take care of you at all. He makes you suffer all kinds of hardships and hardships. How can God be so cruel to let you suffer all of these hardships?"

Ye Sheng wanted to say it, but Ye Sheng couldn't.There was a mournful and hopeless cry from that mouth.

Ye Sheng could only look at Rong Qian and the cold and lonely smile on his lips.

The author has something to say:

This is someone's kidney and liver.Wow, writing this while crying.Little angels, watch first.good.Touch your head wow.