Dressing

The salty taste fell in his mouth, and Liang Shu didn't want to move at all.

But my stomach hurts a bit, I managed to open my eyes, and what I saw was tomato juice splashing around.

Red, red, red.

Tilting his head, he spat it out.

Liang Shu maintained a strange posture, and he didn't know how long he lay on the ground and cried for a long time before his strength gradually returned.

Trembling, he walked to the sink, roughly poured water on his face, wiped it a few times, and then took a rag, a vacuum cleaner, and a mop to deal with the accident he caused.

When everything was done, tidied up, and showered again, it was already nine o'clock.Reluctantly hungry.Liang Shu opened the refrigerator. There were fresh ingredients and frozen dumplings, but he just wanted to eat some porridge.

I cut a small amount of chicken, crushed it, put it in a stew pot with basmati rice, added some barley and lotus seeds, and cooked it together.It would be quite a long wait, but Liang Shu was not afraid of going hungry and didn't want to make do with it.

I turned on the TV, wore loose pajamas, and watched the evening show on the sofa with my legs crossed, thinking that I would just wait.

The evening show was really boring, Liang Shu only felt his head getting heavier, adjusted his posture comfortably, and fell asleep vaguely.

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It was eleven o'clock when Zhuo Yi got home, there was a warm fragrance in the air, and the TV was on.I wanted to sit on the sofa to rest for a while, and after walking a few steps, I saw this picture: the living room light was off, but the light from the TV illuminated the young man on the sofa.The sound of the TV is low, and the picture changes from time to time, and the ambiguous light dances on the young man's face.The young man was lying on his side, half hugging himself, with his mouth slightly opened and closed very lightly, his eyelashes were long and cast deep shadows on his eyes.

——Like the warmest oil painting.The corners of Zhuo Yi's mouth turned up unconsciously.

The colors are not very full, only large areas of dark tones, but the shades are distinct, blending an inexplicable quiet feeling.

After taking out the blanket and gently laying it on the boy's body, his eyelashes trembled, and the crowd became tighter.Zhuo Yi sat on the sofa at one side, looked at it quietly for a while, and heard his stomach growl out of time.

Zhuo Yi stood up and walked towards the kitchen.The warm scent is the scent of porridge in the kitchen, quite light.Zhuo Yi lowered the heat a little more, opened the stew pot, and after the hot steam burst out, the "gurgling" porridge inside also slowly stopped churning a little.Zhuo Yi took a bowl of porridge, covered the pot, and sat down on the sofa again with the bowl in hand.

It should be stewed for a long time, and the grains of rice have melted and mixed together. In addition to the taste of fragrant rice, there are other light plant aromas.It melts in the mouth, and the combination of materials is also very satisfactory.

"Hmm..." After taking two bites, Zhuo Yi heard a very small voice from Liang Shu.

Only then did Zhuo Yi see that Liang Shu's body was trembling, his eyes were closed, but his brows were tightly frowned, because he was lying sideways, tears were already streaming down a thread.

"Xiao Shu, Xiao Shu." Zhuo Yi looked at him, shivering like autumn leaves in the bleak autumn wind, thinking that he had fallen into a nightmare, so he supported his shoulders, patted his back, and called him.But Liang Shu trembled more violently, shouting "I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid..." His voice didn't match the meaning of "not afraid" at all, it was vague and faint, like a sick kitten .

Zhuo Yi raised his voice and exerted more force on his hands, calling: "Xiao Shu, Xiao Shu, wake up, Xiao Shu."

Liang Shu suddenly opened his eyes, and what he saw was Zhuo Yi's appearance when he was calling him with concern. He had already flung himself into Zhuo Yi's arms before his mind cleared up. On his chest, gasping for breath.

Zhuo Yi was only a little surprised when he threw himself into his arms, and immediately hugged him along with his hands, patted his back lightly, bowed his head and said to her: "Don't be afraid."

Don't be afraid, Liang Shu murmured and repeated, don't be afraid.In the dream, Du Hongshen was so kind to him, as if he was real; in the dream, the knife cut his face, and he couldn't avoid it; in the dream, he killed someone with a knife, and couldn't stop.Only then did Liang Shu realize that I was so afraid of that nightmare that started with happiness and ended with captivity.

Liang Shu struggled slightly, and Zhuo Yi let go of his hand, seeing that his eyes were swollen like two peaches, and his face was also flushed with emotion.Zhuo Yi smiled and handed him a tissue, Liang Shu took it, wiped his eyes and said thank you.

Although the sound of "cuckoo" did not overwhelm Liang Shu's low "thank you", it was enough for people to hear clearly.Liang Shu didn't dare to speak now, the self-willedness of emotional accumulation and nowhere to release just now was too embarrassing.Now that Zhuo Yi's stomach growled, Liang Shu thought that he was also very hungry, and thought that something was still cooking in the kitchen, so he quickly raised his head and said, "I made porridge, do you want to eat it?" Zhuo Yi subconsciously said, "Your stewed porridge Porridge?" "Yes." Liang Shu added hesitantly, "Dumplings and noodles are also in the fridge, I will... well, forget it, I'll call Aunt Sun."

Zhuo Yi laughed out loud, and pointed to the bowl on the coffee table in front of the sofa: "I ate a few mouthfuls, it was quite delicious, but it's cold now."

"I'll reinstall it." Liang Shu forgot that Zhuo Yi had eaten his meal, but instead understood more clearly that he had interrupted his meal, and felt even more guilty.After I put on my shoes, I went to the kitchen to buy two more bowls of porridge. Fortunately, I cooked too much just now.

The two of them were facing the TV, eating porridge each, and didn't speak for a while.

Until Zhuo Yi put down the bowl and asked Liang Shu, "Zhao Xiu said you want to work."

"Well, yes." Liang Shu swallowed a mouthful of porridge and nodded.

"The Zhuo family does quite a lot of business, see what you want to do." Zhuo Yi said, moving closer to him, his handsome face was right in front of him, before Liang Shu could react, Zhuo Yi raised his hand and wiped it off with a tissue Wiping the corner of his mouth, there was a low smile in his voice, "What a kid." Then he withdrew again.

Liang Shu felt his cheeks were slightly hot, and he leaned back on the sofa calmly, and moved a little further away from Zhuo Yi: "No, I'll just enroll in Hengyi Entertainment's artist training class."

"Want to be a big star, huh?" Zhuo Yi said leisurely while watching the TV.

Liang Shu replied, "I want to be an actor."

A star can get the attention of many people. At that time, Liang Shu felt that having a lot of attention was happiness.But now, being an actor is a lucrative profession that he is familiar with - a big star who is under the roof of others and then kicked out. He doesn't want to taste that bitter and heart-breaking feeling again.

After hearing this, Zhuo Yi pondered for a while, then looked at him and said, "Father has already completed your adoption certificate before. I'm your brother, do you know?"

Liang Shu thought for a while, nodded, and looked at him obediently, waiting for him to finish.

"No one wants other people to meddle in their own affairs, I understand. But I will not meddle in other people's affairs for no reason. After all, the Zhuo family is also chaotic." Zhuo Yi smiled, "However, I respect your choice."

Liang Shu nodded again: "Thank you."

"However, if you need anything, don't forget that I'm here." Zhuo Yi said.

Du Hongshen also said before that this will be your home from now on, and I will be responsible for whatever happens.

Liang Shu wanted to say, yes, brother.But in the end he just pursed his lips.

"Go to bed, it's too late. Don't sleep on the sofa in the future, it's easy to catch cold." Zhuo Yi said.Liang Shu agreed, and got up to turn off the TV.

Zhuo Yi had already gone to the stairs, and Liang Shu also went upstairs, looking at the back of the man in front of him, he felt palpitations.

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