Wu Shang

Ever since he met Uncle Xiao that day, it has become Wu Zhicuo's routine to come to help him weed and pick flowers every day, and finally there is a little more active color in the boring days in this mountain.However, seeing that the agreed half month was approaching, Shang Mozhi didn't say a word about going to work. He wanted to go for a walk down the mountain but was rejected, feeling infinitely depressed.

Wu Zhicuo sat on the ridge of the field and played with the mud melancholy, while the old man Xiao, who was smoking a cigarette, saw all this in his eyes.

"What's the matter?" Old Uncle Xiao knocked on his cigarette butt and said, "He looks unhappy."

"I want to go down the mountain."

"Why don't you ask for leave with Butler Bai?"

"Afraid to trouble him." Wu Zhicuo stared at his toes, he knew that this would not only embarrass Uncle Bai, but also won't get his permission.

"What are you going down the mountain for?"

"Actually, I just want to go out for a walk. I have been here all the time, and I always have a feeling of being restrained in my heart, although I can move freely in such a large mountain."

"Hahaha, he is a kid who likes to break authority."

"What?" Wu Zhicuo retorted, "What does it have to do with breaking authority? The owner is my boss and not my father."

"Your child is just like my lover. You can't bear the restrictions of others." Old Uncle Xiao got up and patted the dirt on his body. "I'll take you to my house for a while."

"Huh?" Wu Zhicuo immediately asked with bright eyes, "Is it okay?"

"My house is in the village at the foot of the mountain, and it's quick to go back and forth. If you go around, Steward Bai probably won't say anything. But, have you finished your work today?"

"Yeah!" Wu Zhicuo nodded when he saw it.

"Haha, then pick up the flowers on the ground and go." Seeing Wu Zhicuo's excited face, Old Man Xiao couldn't help but smile, as expected, no matter how old he was, there was a child in front of him.

I have to say that Uncle Xiao was also a handsome man back then, and now even driving a small three-wheeler feels like driving a luxury sports car.

"Uncle Xiao, you've grown stronger and stronger." Wu Zhicuo's voice floated on the road with the whistling wind, just as he was in such a happy and high-spirited mood at the moment.

"Hey, that's it!"

It didn't take long for them to drive to the gate. The security guard should be familiar with him and let him go without even looking at him.

The road down the mountain gradually leveled off and after passing through a few sparse haystacks, the houses gradually appeared.It is hard for Wu Zhicuo to imagine such a traditional and simple tile-roofed house in today's rapid urbanization.

Wu Zhicuo was immersed in his admiration all the way, and he didn't react until the car stopped.

"Get out of the car." Uncle Xiao had already got out of the car.

"Okay." When Wu Zhicuo got out of the car, he saw a small courtyard surrounded by shallow fences. In the courtyard was a big tree with thick shade. Under the tree, there was a path paved with blue bricks leading directly to a wooden door.

"Come in." Uncle Xiao invited.

"okay!"

Wu Zhicuo looked around excitedly, and suddenly he felt that the villas and mansions he had seen before were far different from this simple and elegant small house with a reclusive atmosphere.

Uncle Xiao opened the door, the inside of the house is as elegant and clean as its appearance, the furniture is not much but exquisite, it makes people feel that this is a place full of books.

"This is all arranged by my lover." Uncle Xiao looked at the room with tenderness in his eyes, "Everywhere is full of it, and it will not change..."

"Yeah." Wu Zhicuo patted Uncle Xiao's shoulder lightly.

Uncle Xiao turned around and smiled at him: "Go, go upstairs and have a seat."

The small house is small but very cozy. There is a staircase outside the door and above it is a duplex building. There is a coffee table and two rattan chairs on the corridor. Sitting on the chairs, no matter whether it is a distant cloud or a lonely glow You can have a panoramic view.

This is really a life that others cannot envy. How difficult it is to escape from the world after being in the world!Wu Zhicuo couldn't help admiring Uncle Xiao and his lover, what kind of godly couple this should be.

The old man brewed a cup of camellia tea and put some loose food on the table, and then brought out a stack of books: "See if there is anything you like, I must do my homework every afternoon, and inherit my lover's hobby-reading."

"Well, old man, look at your own, I will pick it myself."

"Yeah." Uncle Xiao poured out two cups of tea and started his "homework".

Wu Zhicuo caught a glimpse of the prose in the old man Xiao's hands, and Wu Zhicuo has never been very good at this style of writing.Inadvertently glanced at the pile of books, a book with a picture of a little boy attracted him.

little Prince?Forgive him for his lack of reading, but he has never heard of this strange name.Curiosity is often the greatest traction, and he has turned the first page before he knows it.

Fairy tales for grown-ups?It's quite interesting. At present, he just thinks this sentence is interesting, and the content needs to be studied.

Fairy tales, this book is really suitable, simple sentences with crayons and simple drawings, unrestrained imagination, and humorous atmosphere in the writing.I just don't know why when I read these words, my heart feels like being pulled.

The fox said, "To me, you are just a little boy, just like thousands of other little boys. I don't need you. You don't need me. To you, I'm just a little boy." A fox is no different from thousands of other foxes. But if you tame me, we will need each other. To me, you are unique in my world; to you, And the only one in your world."

Domesticated, unique... This feeling... Wu Zhicuo frowned slightly, and his mind was full of shadows of Shang Mozhi.

"Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu."

Wu Zhicuo jumped out of endless thoughts with a slight tremor, and looked at the source of the voice: "Uncle Xiao?"

"Haha," Old Uncle Xiao said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to be so fascinated by reading. I have been so absorbed in reading for a long time that I can't bear to call you."

"Have you watched it for a long time?"

"Haha, it's been a while."

"It's broken!" Wu Zhichao exclaimed in shock, "I have to rush back, it's too late, what time is Uncle Xiao now?"

If Shang Mozhi went home, he would be dead.

"Now……"

Before Uncle Xiao finished speaking, he heard someone calling from below.

"Is Uncle Xiao at home?"

Old Uncle Xiao leaned over the railing and looked down: "Oh, it's Steward Bai, why did you come here in person? Hey, behind is... the master's house! Why is the master's house here too!"

Master, Wu Zhicuo's heart trembled, did he mean the end of life?No, absolutely not.

"Excuse me, is Mr. Wu Zhichao with you?"

"Xiao Wu?" Old Uncle Xiao turned his head, "Yes, I was thinking of taking him down the mountain after he finished work today."

Wu Zhicuo stood up stiffly and greeted downstairs: "Hello, Uncle Bai, I'm sorry..."

Wu Zhicuo looked into the distance from Uncle Bai, a black car was leaning against the side of the road, and there were two people standing beside the car, his damn super-sighted eyesight had completely recognized that it was Monk Yu She and Mo Zhi.Yu She had a gentle face as usual, but Shang Mozhi, who was always gentle and lovely in front of him, now had a terribly gloomy expression.

"Bai... Uncle Bai, hello." Wu Zhicuo bared his teeth and greeted.

"Mr. Wu, come down, it's time to go home."

"it is good."

Wu Zhicuo gestured to Uncle Bai: "Uncle Xiao, then I'll go down first."

"Eh..." Old Uncle Xiao hadn't figured out the situation yet, "This..."

"Uncle," Wu Zhicuo was about to explain a little bit to Shang Mozhi, who had been silent downstairs, and said, "Aren't you coming down?"

Wu Zhicuo only felt a gust of cold wind hit him, and the hairs all over his body stood on his head, and he hurriedly ran down in despair.

Old Uncle Xiao stood upstairs and looked at the battle downstairs rather puzzled, looking for a servant, why did the master come too?Seeing that Wu Zhicuo was actually invited into the car by Shang Mozhi, and Yu She himself was the driver, Old Man Xiao was even more shocked. This is...

There was silence in the hall, only two people sitting and standing.

Shang Mozhi crossed his legs and quietly looked at Wu Zhichao in front of him, unable to see any emotion clearly.

Wu Zhicuo has been standing like this for a long time, waiting for Shang Mozhi's sentencing, but the "beheading knife" has not come down for a long time.

"Xiao Mo, I'm sorry, I..."

"Uncle," Shang Mo finally said, "What do you want me to do, do you know how worried I am?"

"It's just Uncle Xiao's house, and..."

Before Wu Zhicuo could make any more excuses, Shang Mozhi pulled him into his arms, and gagged his mouth deeply as if to vent.

"Well... put..."

Wu Zhicuo struggled, but Shang Mozhi got closer and closer, and his tough movements told Wu Zhicuo that he wanted it now.

But in this case, Wu Zhicuo was unwilling, not to mention how could he have such shame in the hall now.

"Xiao... Xiaomo..." Wu Zhicuo pushed his chest with both hands, I don't know if it was too hard or something, but there was a trace of pain on Shang Mozhi's face, Wu Zhicuo had to reduce his strength by half again, and there was almost no resistance force.

In the chaos, more than half of Shang Mozhi's clothes had fallen off, and Wu Zhicuo suddenly saw that there were bandages tied inside: "Xiao...mo, you...uh, you...are injured..."

Shang Mozhi finally paused for a moment, leaned on Wu Zhicuo's shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Shh, uncle, don't talk, let me give you a good hug."

After he finished speaking, he didn't grind any more, and directly slid his hands under Wu Zhichao's body.

"Hmm..." Wu Zhicuo's whole body trembled, his hands tightly grasped Shang Mozhi's shoulders...

Yu She and Butler Bai have been outside the door for a long time now, and they don't know anything about what's going on inside.

After all, Butler Bai was a little older, so he said worriedly: "Why don't you go in and have a look, the young master looks like..."

"Uncle Bai," Yu She said still calmly, "don't worry, the young master is very gentle to Mr. Wu, and... I believe Mr. Wu will handle it well."

"Hey," Uncle Bai shook his head helplessly, "Forget it, this is your young people's business, I'd better not get involved with my old bones, I'm going to retire."

After saying that, Uncle Bai turned and left with his hands behind his back. Yu She squinted his eyes and looked at the setting sun in the distant mountains with a smile.