Wu Shang

Wu Zhicuo woke up the next day, it was already bright, and the people around him had already left, but there was still some warm residual heat in the bed.

Wu Zhicuo sat up and looked at the bright sunshine outside the window in a trance, not knowing where to go after getting up in this strange place.

Wu Zhicuo stretched his waist, lifted the quilt, and suddenly felt a heart-wrenching pain when his feet touched the ground, forcing him to lie straight on the ground: "Fuck, this bastard..."

"call……"

It took him a lot of effort to barely stand up, and when he saw the red and blue marks all over his body in the bathroom, he was ready to kill: "This unrestrained guy..."

He was thinking about how to cover the marks on the conspicuous part of his neck when there was a knock on the door outside: "Mr. Wu is awake?"

"Wake up," Wu Zhicuo hurried out of the bathroom, opened the clothes in the closet and fortunately changed into normal men's clothes, "Uncle Bai, wait a minute and I'll open the door right away."

"No hurry," Uncle Bai's voice was calm and peaceful, "Breakfast is ready, please go down to eat, Mr. Wu."

After Uncle Bai finished speaking slowly, Wu Zhicuo has already changed his clothes in a hurry.

"Good morning." Wu Zhicuo opened the door and smiled.

Uncle Bai was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said, "Mr. Wu, good morning."

"Sorry for keeping you waiting."

"Mr. Wu's movements are really fast."

"Haha," Wu Zhicuo scratched his head embarrassingly, "It was all done in a hurry before."

"Then Mr. Wu please go downstairs now."

"Well, good." Wu Zhicuo hurriedly followed behind Uncle Bai.

Uncle Bai asked with concern while leading the way: "Mr. Wu is still used to living here."

"Very good." Wu Zhicuo has always been a person with strong adaptability, and there is Xiaomo here, so there is nothing unaccustomed to him being there.

"If Mr. Wu needs anything, just ask."

"Uncle Bai, don't pay too much attention to me." The more delicate Uncle Bai was, Wu Zhichao felt restrained instead.

"haha, okay."

They just happened to meet two maids when they went downstairs, and they stopped politely when they saw them: "Butler Bai, Mr. Wu."

"Yes." Uncle Bai also nodded to them.

Wu Zhicuo didn't pay much attention to them at first, but when they passed by him, he was stunned: "What are they wearing on their shoulders?"

"Oh," Uncle Bai turned around and explained, "Mr. Wu should be no stranger, the young master said that you like AD calcium, and everyone in the entire villa carries it with them, so it's convenient for you to use it."

Fuck, Wu Zhichao looked surprised, really speechless to Shang Mozhi, ah!

"Haha," Uncle Bai couldn't help laughing at Wu Zhichao's stunned expression, "Young Master cares about Mr. Wu very much, and there are many surprises for you when the Young Master returns."

"Shocked, happy?" The corner of Wu Zhicuo's mouth twitched, maybe it was because of shock.

Uncle Bai's expression was calm but his eyes revealed profoundness, as if he was talking to Wu Zhicuo but also as if he was talking to himself: "Although the young master is unkind on the surface, he is actually a child who knows how to love others in his heart. If those things hadn't happened , you don’t have to carry those things, you should be able to grow up happily.”

"Huh?" Wu Zhicuo was very puzzled by his words.

"Haha, it's too far away. Mr. Wu, let's cook dinner first."

"Hmm..." Wu Zhicuo knew that there was something in Bai Shu's words. He always wanted to know more about Shang Mozhi, but he was afraid of mentioning something that should not be said when he asked directly.

After a long time, Wu Zhichao finally picked a topic: "Uncle Bai, how long have you lived with Xiaomo?"

"But watching the young master grow up."

"That's it," Wu Zhicuo was a little envious, I really don't know what kind of cute Shang Mozhi was when he was a child, "I have a deep feeling."

"Of course," Uncle Bai sighed softly, "Time really flies by, and I have been in the Shang family for 25 years without knowing it. From the young master's grandfather to now, I have already put Treat yourself as part of the family.”

"It's been a long time." Wu Zhicuo never heard Shang Mozhi mention his home, "Is Uncle Bai here to take care of Xiaomo?"

"That's it."

"Xiaomo's parents should love him very much."

Uncle Bai's expression suddenly froze: "If the master and wife are still here, I think the young master will be a happy child."

Wu Zhizuo was slightly taken aback, Shang Mozhi's parents are gone?

"The young master's parents had an accident when he was eight years old, and he was brought up by the old man after that. However, five years ago, the old man handed over all the affairs to the young master and went into seclusion."

Listening to Uncle Bai's words, Wu Zhicuo suddenly remembered something.

My sister mentioned it inadvertently at the time, but he didn't pay much attention at that time.

"Then he must have had a hard time..." Wu Zhicuo had no father since he was a child, and he can feel the bitterness of missing, not to mention that Shang Mozhi lost his parents.

"That's right," Uncle Bai focused all his eyes on Wu Zhicuo, "So someone needs to love this child who lacks love."

Wu Zhicuo's cheeks burned hot from Uncle Bai's kind but pressing gaze, and he didn't dare to look at him again, let alone speak back.

"Haha," Uncle Bai Jiu broke the embarrassing atmosphere, "Mr. Wu, you can eat first, just let me know if you need anything, I'll go down first."

"Yeah, Uncle Bai, you can do your own thing." I don't feel comfortable being stared at by you like this, Wu Zhicuo secretly added in his heart after finishing speaking.

After eating, Wu Zhicuo retreated back to the room silently. People here are not familiar with the place, and it is quite boring to be here alone.

He has never been interested in electronic devices such as mobile phones, and he is bored. Fortunately, he brought those old books with him when he was packing up.He doesn't read many books, but they are all excellent, and he doesn't tire of reading a book several times.

He is neither an emotionalist nor a rationalist, it can be said that he has no positioning for himself.So even if it is the same book, it will be interesting every time you read it. Reading a book to pass the time is a particularly good choice.

Wu Zhicuo's side is free to grow mushrooms, but Shang Mozhi's side is very busy.

Shang Mozhi has been processing all kinds of documents non-stop since the morning to try to spare time in the afternoon, but it doesn't matter whether he is busy or not, but it is hard for Yu She and Lin Ni.

"Master," Yu She, who has been under high-intensity work, couldn't take it anymore, "Can you come at the normal speed?"

"Huh?" Shang Mozhi asked while looking at the document, "Is there any question?"

Yu She shrugged and pointed to Lin Ni at the side: "Xiao Lin can't take it anymore, she's tired."

Shang Mozhi raised her head to look at Lin Ni, she was slightly startled and then looked at Yu She was meeting his resentful eyes, she could only bear the blame and nodded.

"Okay then," Shang Mozhi looked up at the time, "there's not much left to do, it's just a small company's funding problem, Yu She, you can deal with it slowly in the afternoon, I have to deal with it when it's time for lunch go back."

"..." Yu She was stunned, he just wanted to hear Shang Mozhi add that this was just a joke.

But... Shang Mozhi didn't receive his signal, and he had already packed up his things: "Yu She, Lin Ni, come on, don't forget to eat."

Yu She narrowed his eyes, looked at the documents on the table...eating?you sure?

"Goodbye." Shang Mozhi said lightly and walked away.

Yu She really couldn't help but rolled his eyes greatly, and came up with four words concisely: "Beauty harms the country."

Wu Zhicuo spent the whole morning flipping through the old book that he had read five times. The more he read it, the more moved he was, and tears flowed down his cheeks.

When he was fascinated, the door was suddenly pushed open. Wu Zhicuo looked at the door in astonishment, but his hazy tearful eyes met Shang Mozhi's energetic eyes, and both of them were frightened by each other.

"What about you?"

"What happened?"

Shang Mozhi strode forward, hugged Wu Zhicuo who was leaning on the bed, and said with concern: "Uncle, what's wrong with you? What wronged you? Who bullied you? Tell me I have to go and pick him up." !"

"What?" Wu Zhicuo pushed him away, "I'm not so happy, what happened?"

"Nothing happened, I'm just happy to see Uncle." Shang Mozhi gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Wu Zhichao's eyes, "Why are you crying? Who made you feel wronged?"

"How can I be wronged? Am I so fragile? I just read this book, and my heart hurts."

"Book?" Shang Mozhi frowned slightly.

"That's right." Wu Zhicuo held out the book in his arms.

""Zhaohua is Gone"? Is it in those books you keep under the cabinet?"

"correct."

Shang Mozhi casually flipped through the worn-out book a few times: "What kind of broken book is this?"

"It's not a broken book," Wu Zhicuo snatched the book protectively, "This book is about a little girl who lost her mother since she was a child. She was originally innocent, romantic, bold and courageous, but was polished by the edges and corners of life into a numb, indifferent, depressed, and world-weary girl. The story, the details and the story in the middle are so tear-jerking."

"Huh~" Shang Mozhi was very disgusted, "What kind of brain-dead, bloody, rotten storyline is made up."

"What a bad street story, the author deeply analyzes himself from the perspective of a bystander, and writes his half-life experience as a novel!"

"How do you know it wasn't made up by the author to attract readers?"

Wu Zhichao's expression suddenly became very serious and extremely firm: "This is intuition, her true feelings for the world..."

Shang Mozhi seldom saw Wu Zhicuo like this, so he took a light breath: "Okay, what uncle thinks is what it is."

"The exquisite writing style, sincere emotion, and that indifference are all really perceptible!" Wu Zhichao was afraid that he would not believe it and exaggerated it.

"Yeah, yes," Shang Mozhi snatched the book he was holding in his arms, "let's go out and look around, and read the books all morning."

"Yeah." Wu Zhicuo was still immersed in the book and couldn't extricate himself, looking at the dilapidated bookcase as if seeing the dilapidated life of the heroine, he couldn't help sighing.

Looking at the depressed Wu Zhi and Shang Mozhi along the way, he couldn't help but rubbed his head fiercely: "Is this how obsessed with a book?"

"I just feel that she is very pitiful, and she is alone until the end of her life."

"That's really pitiful," Shang Mozhi stared at Wu Zhicuo and smiled knowingly, "It can only be said that she is not as lucky as me..."

"Ah?" Wu Zhicuo didn't know what this had to do with Shang Mozhi.

"Okay, don't waste your attention on this. It will be dinner soon, and I will take you to a place now."

"Your secret little base?" Wu Zhicuo was amused in his heart, maybe this kid still has some girlish feelings and secretly set up a secret little base.

Shang Mozhi just smiled dotingly, letting Wu Zhicuo have fun on his own.

I don’t know if I don’t leave, Wu Zhicuo completely redefined Shang Mozhi’s “home” this time around: “I said… isn’t your home a whole mountain?”

Shang Mozhi took Wu Zhicuo's hand and strolled like a car: "Well... At that time, I wanted to find a quiet and spacious place, but it turned out...as you can see."

Wu Zhicuo raised his eyebrows: "Is there a mine in this mountain?"

"It shouldn't be, otherwise the surveyors would have developed it long ago."

"Oh, there's no mine at home, so it's not much better than me."

"That's it," Shang Mozhi has a good way of flattering, "Uncle can go up to the living room and down to the kitchen, he can be both civil and military, he can be soft or tough..."

"Wait," Wu Zhicuo interrupted him without losing face, "Why do I feel that this line of yours is so familiar?"

"Hahaha, uncle, don't care about the details!"

Shang Mozhi continued to pull him forward, and just passed a small hill, there was a wilderness in front of him, and there was only a long blue barn on the lush grass.

"here is?"

"Come in with me."

Shang Mozhi brought him to the front of the room and pushed open the door. Wu Zhicuo seemed to have come to another world the moment he opened the door.

"here it is……"

Rows of metal frames are neatly arranged in the vast warehouse, and young vines are wrapped around the racks, showing a lazy and cute look under the warm fluorescent light. There are thermometers and Wu Zhichao hanging on each rack. Unknown various precision instruments.

"These are?" Wu Zhicuo could recognize the vines hovering on the metal frame at a glance, but it was too formal for him to say the names of these little vines.

"Watermelon." Shang Mozhi gently introduced beside him.

"Watermelon? Now that it's autumn, where can such a small vine come from? Can it grow big?"

"Yes, there is nothing impossible with the advanced technology now."

"Do you want to sell melons?"

"Almost, use them to keep my most precious people."

Wu Zhicuo blushed, he still had the EQ to understand Shang Mozhi's words.

Looking at his flushed face, Shang Mozhi couldn't help kissing him, and Wu Zhicuo blushed even more in surprise: "What are you doing!"

"I just can't help but want to kiss," Shang Mozhi said whatever he thought, "Don't uncle like watermelons? These are carefully cultivated, and the nutrition and taste are guaranteed to meet the requirements, so as long as the uncle wants it for a year There will be no shortage in the four seasons."

"Watermelon or something, you won't die if you don't eat it..." Wu Zhizhuo really felt that some of Shang Mozhi's behaviors were really childish, but these childish behaviors made his eyes moist.

"Uncle."

"Ah."

Wu Zhicuo looked up but caught the kiss from Shang Mozhi bowed his head. Wu Zhicuo was startled, but after a moment of surprise, he closed his eyes and climbed onto Shang Mozhi's shoulder. This kid is really capable. Capture people's hearts.