The Sick Villain Just Want to Live

The voice came from the top of his head, and after realizing what the man said, Zhu Tong's face burned up.

Where do you sleep?sleep here?

If someone had told him before that they wanted to share the same bed with him, he would have tried his best to throw him off.

But now it is Shao Ming who is saying this. Those principles he used to stick to in the past have made an exception in front of Shao Ming countless times.

He doesn't like people to get too close to him, and he doesn't like to establish physical contact with people.

Sometimes Zhu Tong feels that, like some small animals, he is territorial.

His room was his domain, and so was his bed.

Before at home, servants could not enter his room without permission, and even if they did, they could not touch his bed. He didn't even mind other people's touch so much, but now Shao Ming is sitting by his bed, leaning against his bed Head, resting on his pillow, and pressing him in his arms, he didn't have any rejection.

He stared blankly at the person lying "below" him.

Shao Ming repeated again: "Can I sleep here?"

Zhu Tong's breathing stagnated slightly, and he blinked and said, "You..."

This is indeed an unreliable method!

There is suddenly one more person on the bed, can this sleep well?

Moreover, this "humanoid pillow" is uneven and hard, not as soft as his own pillow!

He should have refused decisively.

But the opening is: "My bed is not as spacious as yours, it will be crowded if you sleep here..."

"Then you can sleep in my room."

Zhu Tong: "..."

He didn't mean it that way.

"I don't sleep well, it will disturb your rest."

Shao Ming said: "I sleep well, even if there is an earthquake, I won't wake up."

Zhu Tong: "..."

So exaggerated?

"But……"

He was still hesitant.

It's obviously very simple, Shao Ming will understand that he is not used to sleeping with others, but why can't he say it?

He doesn't like sleeping with Shao Ming?It seems not.

It's just kind of indescribably awkward, and I get nervous just thinking about it.

Especially now that he was lying on Shao Ming's body, he had nowhere to put his hands.

How could Shao Ming not see his nervousness?

It's not that he didn't look at Zhu Tong before and after he went to bed. His sleeping posture didn't change much before and after, and he didn't have a bad sleeping posture at all.

So... don't you want to?

But the young master's current reaction doesn't look like repulsion or disgust. His eyes are dodging, with a bit of helplessness, and a resolute resistance, which makes people unable to help but think about it.

Shao Ming said hoarsely, "Is it really not possible?"

Why are you still praying?

Zhu Tong's heart was pounding, and he said, "It's not impossible, it's not necessary, I couldn't sleep well before, it must be because I didn't adjust my posture properly, it's not a problem with the pillow, you don't need to..."

"I just want to take care of you."

"..."

what?

Zhu Tong raised his eyes in surprise.

If I remember correctly, Shao Ming seems to have been taking care of him since he moved into the homestay, right?

Shao Ming smiled and said: "Didn't you say that I feel guilty and blamed myself, and I have a burden in my heart? You must not give me a chance to make up for it?"

Zhu Tong was slightly taken aback.

To make up... Do I need to sleep together?

Before he could figure out the connection, the phone he stuffed under the pillow suddenly rang.

Zhu Tong was taken aback, and subconsciously wanted to prop up his body and sit up.

Shao Ming pressed his waist and said, "Just pick it up like this."

"..."

How would he pick it up?

Shao Ming looked at him and said, "I won't eavesdrop."

Zhu Tong couldn't help laughing: "Your ears still have the function of automatic switching?"

Is there any need to eavesdrop at such a close distance?

Shao Ming thought for a while, "If I can't listen, you can cover my ears."

It's best to cover his ears with both hands and lie on his body to answer the phone.

He just simply didn't want to let people go.

And Zhu Tong just wanted to answer the phone quickly, and didn't care about the state of the two of them now. He took out the phone from under the pillow, looked at the caller ID, and turned his head to answer it: "Hello, grandpa."

Shao Ming: "..."

The easy salutation made his body stiffen slightly.

After all the calculations, I didn't realize that it was the elder's phone call.

Is it too late for him to let go of him now?

A calm and solemn voice rang through the phone: "Are you injured?"

As soon as these words came out, the two people on the bed froze completely.

Zhu Tong thought: Grandpa knows?When did Grandpa know about it?Uncle Liu's big mouth!Is Shao Ming all right?

As soon as he looked up, he saw a stiff smile on his face.

People always blame themselves, but now they hear the "questioning" from the elders, what kind of guilt should he feel?

He really shouldn't answer the phone in front of Shao Ming!

Zhu Tong's heart tightened, and he lost the phone in a hurry. He raised his hands and stretched out his index fingers, plugging Shao Ming's ears with one ear, then lowered his head and said to the phone: "It's okay, little injury, grandpa, don't worry, everything is fine. It’s almost healed, you know I’ve been easily injured since I was a child, it’s not a big deal, really.”

The moment his hands touched his ears, Shao Ming only felt a buzzing in his head, his eyes widened, and then he saw the lips of the person in front of him staring at the phone, which kept moving.

A slightly anxious expression, a slightly short breath, because of the closed hearing, other senses became very obvious, especially the warm touch in the cochlea.

The fingertips were soft, the nails were trimmed round, and the fingertips perfectly fit his external auditory canal. He could clearly hear his increasingly heavy heartbeat.

He looked down at the boy's lips, and his throat tightened.

Zhu Tong only cared about dealing with his grandfather, and felt the hands on his waist tightening "uncomfortably", so he turned his head and glanced.

The other side of the phone spoke again: "I was cut with a knife, is it a minor injury?"

"..."

Zhu Tong: Pills.

Uncle Liu has already told the whole story.

And grandpa's tone sounded like he was gnashing his teeth!

He wouldn't blame Shao Ming, would he?

Zhu Tong panicked: "It's really a minor injury, am I okay now? The wound will heal soon."

Cheng Qingsong said: "In three days, go back to City A with Uncle Liu."

three days later?

Without even thinking about it, Zhu Tong blurted out, "No way!"

The phone was silent.

Silence is Cambridge tonight, an invisible storm, a precursor to world war.

Zhu Tong paused for a moment, then said in a calm tone: "Grandpa, I... I still have things to do here, our school held a red song chorus competition, and it's the first time I've participated in a group competition since I grew up. event, can I come back and check after I finish the game?"

"..."

Soft tone, with pleading.

Cheng Qingsong remained silent for a while,

Sighing helplessly, the old man's voice was a bit vicissitudes, "After the game is over, I will send someone to pick you up."

Zhu Tong: "..."

This is a non-negotiable tone.

Zhu Tong couldn't tell what emotion was in his heart. It was he who promised Uncle Liu the day he was injured while riding a horse when he went back to City A for inspection. Grandpa was worried that he would let him go back. In order not to worry grandpa, grandpa proposed to go back in three days. He should agree immediately .

And there is Qin Junhong, now the favorability is over half, and there is no risk in going back.

But why did he refuse?

It seems a bit reluctant.

Can't bear the chorus competition?certainly not.

Zhu Tong unconsciously wanted to tighten his hands, but suddenly felt that the touch was wrong. When he looked up, he realized how ambiguous the distance between the two of them was.

He quickly wanted to retract his hand, but his wrist was held.

He maintained the posture of holding his hands next to Shao Ming's ears, and was forced to look at him.

At the same time, someone knocked on the door: "Master, I'm coming in..."

Before the words finished, Uncle Liu froze at the door.

...

In a high-end apartment somewhere in City A, Cheng Qingsong hung up the phone call to Zhu Tong, and his heavy expression did not improve. On the computer screen in front of him, there were photos sent to him by Uncle Liu... two photos with Comparison chart of photographs of wounds.

One was taken when the doctor was treating the wound, and the other was taken after the wound was treated. The time difference between before and after was less than half an hour.

"I remember you said that Tongtong's blood coagulation function is poor. Once injured, it is difficult to stop the bleeding."

The family doctor who was in charge of recuperating Zhu Tong's body said in broken Chinese: "Yes, Mr. Cheng, Young Master Tong was born with poor blood coagulation function. According to the symptoms described by Mr. Liu, this wound is not deep, but if you want to Coagulation should not be so easy."

However, the reality is that the doctors in the county successfully stopped the bleeding with the simplest method, and the bleeding stopped quickly.

Cheng Qingsong originally thought that when Tong Tong went to school in that small county, his health improved because a happy mood improved his heart problems, but he had never heard that a good mood can also change his body.

In order to improve Tongtong's physique, he asked the doctor to think of many ways, but almost all of them had little effect.

Can a better mood alone make such a big change in people?

Cheng Qingsong couldn't help feeling suspicious.

The family doctor said next to him: "Master Tong's current situation, it is difficult to give an exact explanation medically. I suggest that Master Tong come back for an examination as soon as possible."

"..."

Mr. Cheng, who had just been rejected by his grandson, did not answer immediately.

Listening to the voice on the phone, he was full of energy. If he refused to return to City A, it would be fast, and if he begged him softly, it would be proficient and well-founded.

When did Mr. Cheng see... no, he heard his grandson look so lively?

Every time she made a phone call in the past, Tongtong was always well-behaved and steady, and whispered softly to erect an invisible barrier between their grandparents and grandchildren, which made people feel distressed and inaccessible.

But now Tongtong still bargains with him?

What red song chorus competition?He didn't know that his grandson disliked crowded places the least?He refused to come back to City A, most likely because of the brat he saved!

He didn't have any objections to Shao Ming, but he didn't send his grandson to Gongshui County to let him stand in the way of others.

Thinking about it, Cheng Qingsong frowned slightly.

How could a boy who was still in high school be attacked with a knife?

As far as he knew, when Tong Tong rushed over to save someone, there was another person beside the boy.

He pondered for a moment, and sent a message to Uncle Liu.

— look up whoever met the kid outside the cafe.

The message was sent successfully, but Uncle Liu's phone was muted, so he didn't have time to look at his phone now.

He witnessed a very shocking scene.

Probably because the authorities were confused by the onlookers, Zhu Tong was used to physical contact when he was hugged and hugged by Shao Ming, and when he was pushed down in Shao Ming's arms, he didn't realize that there was something wrong with him lying in other people's arms.

But this scene looked different to Uncle Liu.

Because of the position, because of the posture, the perspective that Uncle Liu saw from the door was... his young master threw him on the bed.

Not only threw the person down, but also held the person's face with both hands.

Shao Ming grasped Zhu Tong's wrist with both hands, it was unclear whether he wanted to hold it or pull it away.

This scene looked very much like his young master was asking someone... for a kiss.

ask!kiss? !

Does the young master still remember that he himself is a wounded patient?

Do you know that he still has injuries on his back and cannot move around?

That boy who skipped class and sneaked back, even accompanied the young master to mess around!What if the wound is open?

She's just a confidante... no, a blue face is a disaster!

But what should he do now?Drag people out and beat them to death?Will the young master die for love?

Is he pulling people away?Who will he pull first?

Zhu Tong turned his head when he heard the voice, only to see Uncle Liu's expression as if he had been struck by lightning.

He asked sincerely, "Uncle Liu, what's wrong with you?"

Uncle Liu: "..."

He is blind.

Blind.

He didn't dare and was not willing to blame Zhu Tong, so he could only stare "fiercely" at the kid who seduced their young master.

Shao Ming's body was anxious and dry, as if he had been poured a basin of cold water by Uncle Liu, and his sanity returned in an instant. He let go of Zhu Tong's hand, coughed lightly, and held onto Zhu Tong's shoulders to make him sit up.

He just sat up from the head of the bed without relying on his hands for support, with a person on his body.

When Zhu Tong was helped to sit up by him, he still couldn't help feeling... well, the waist strength is really good.

Then he turned his head and saw Uncle Liu still staring at Shao Ming.

"..."

After Shao Ming helped him up and sat down firmly, he got up and went to get the medicine box, "Then I'll..."

He thought about putting the medicine box back in the living room first, but as soon as he stood up, his palms tightened, and his hands were already grabbed.

Zhu Tong looked up at him, hesitant to speak.

Shao Ming smiled and said, "What's the matter?"

Zhu Tong hesitated and said, "You...would you like to sleep with me today?"

Shao Ming: "..."

Uncle Liu: "!!"

What did the young master just say?

The eyes of the people in the room and the people at the door widened at the same time.

Uncle Liu shouted in his heart: Master, what else do you want to do! ! !

Shao Ming raised his eyebrows lightly.

He thought there was nothing to talk about.

Is this...a surprise?

He put it away when he saw it was ready, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll put the medicine box out first."

Zhu Tong looked at the things on the bedside table again.

It turned out that Shao Ming stood up to put the medicine box.

Did he misunderstand something again?

Looking down at Shao Ming's hand that he was holding... This is an embarrassing scene of reluctance to say anything.

His ears were slightly hot, and he let go immediately.

As if wanting to keep the warmth in his palm, Shao Ming squeezed his palms slightly, pursed his lips lightly, suppressed the raised corners of his mouth, nodded to Uncle Liu at the door, and went out with the medicine box.

Uncle Liu turned to follow him, but Zhu Tong stopped him suddenly.

Just as he was about to ask the young master what he wanted to say, Zhu Tong had already said, "Uncle Liu, don't blame him."

"..."

Uncle Liu stared in disbelief.

He hasn't had time to blame it!

No, why did the young master tell him not to blame that kid?Is it a disguised admission that he took the initiative just now?

Zhu Tong said again: "You know that boys of our age are very sensitive. What I do is my own decision. He didn't know what I was going to do beforehand. He has already blamed himself. Don't always treat him With a cold face."

Grandpa called just now. Although he didn't blame anything, he was obviously angry. Otherwise, why was he in such a hurry to get him back to City A?

I don't know if Shao Ming thinks about it, is he in a bad mood?

Uncle Liu: "..."

He was in a very complicated mood.

What is their young master, a simple and pitiful person who was sold and counted the money?

As for the look in the boy's eyes when he just came in, he wished he could swallow his life.

If he doesn't keep his face cold, that kid will push his nose and face to cook raw rice in the next second!

How could he tactfully tell the young master to be more careful?

Facing Zhu Tong's slightly frowning face, Uncle Liu said with difficulty: "I see, young master."

Zhu Tong instructed: "If possible, treat him better."

Uncle Liu said with a numb face, "Okay."

After getting an affirmative answer, Zhu Tong finally heaved a sigh of relief, raised his head and said, "Then Uncle Liu...do you have anything else to do?"

This is the start of the eviction order? ! !

Uncle Liu looked outside the room door, and then at the boy with a disheveled collar on the bed (scratched when he fell down). He felt that he was extravagant and dared not leave easily, but he couldn't stay here all night. Did you watch these two sleep?

No, he doesn't want to see it.

He came here because he was worried that the young master might not be able to receive the old man's call while he was sleeping, but now that this worry was gone, he could only veiled, "Young master, you have to take care of yourself."

Zhu Tong nodded: "Understood."

Isn't Qiu Shaoping arrested?He didn't have to block the knife a second time.

Uncle Liu was skeptical, thinking that these two people should not be so careless, he was a little relieved, and turned to go out.

Zhu Tong lowered his head and picked up the phone, and suddenly thought of Shao Ming saying "I want to take care of him", and reminded him: "By the way, Uncle Liu, can you ask Shao Ming to fetch a glass of water for me?"

Uncle Liu who had just left the room almost stumbled.

water?Can't Lao Liu pick up the water?Do you have to "bring in" that kid?

Is this a hint?A hint to make people go back to the room quickly?

Was the young master such a clingy person before?

Uncle Liu was helpless.

Would it really be okay for him to leave these two alone?

When he went out of the room, Shao Ming sat in the living room alone in a daze.

He was a little irritable, and Uncle Liu's attitude was not enough to calm him down from the anger he had just been provoked.

The ears that were suddenly plugged, the hands that the man voluntarily pressed against, and the expression of worry and anxiety for a moment all made it difficult for him to control himself.

If Uncle Liu hadn't pushed the door, what would he have done?

He didn't know either.

Why did Zhu Tong suddenly block his ears?Why is he so nervous?

A person with such a cleanliness obsession with such a strong sense of boundary actually agreed to sleep in the same bed with him... Shao Ming couldn't control his laughter.

He put his hand to his lips restrainedly, and suddenly a glass of water was handed to him.

"?"

He turned his head in doubt, Uncle Liu's expression seemed to be choked, neither hot nor cold, neither up nor down.

He tried to make his tone less blunt, "The temperature is just right."

Shao Ming: "..."

Just the right temperature?

Seeing that he was not moving, Uncle Liu frowned: "Take it in."

"..."

Shao Ming reacted very quickly, and took it with a smile: "Okay."

He tried his best to restrain himself, and this smile inevitably brought a little sincerity.

Uncle Liu saw that he was smiling like a cat stealing fish, and his hands were ready to beat someone.

But thinking of the young master who was still waiting in the room, he endured it again, snorted sullenly, turned and went out.

Shao Ming walked into the room with a water glass, and Zhu Tong was looking through the class notes again. When he saw someone walking in, he subconsciously glanced behind him and asked, "Where's Uncle Liu?"

Shao Ming walked over and said, "Go out angrily."

Zhu Tong: "?"

Furious?

Shao Ming handed him the water glass, Zhu Tong took it unconsciously and said, "Why are you so angry?"

Didn't you say you were very angry?Uncle Liu didn't say anything that shouldn't be said, right?

He was nervous when he heard Shao Ming say with a smile: "I don't know."

Maybe it's the same mood as the father-in-law after seeing the child being abducted?

Shao Ming raised his lips slightly.

Since he was always duplicity, Zhu Tong could see a forced smile on his face, and couldn't help feeling a little nervous, "That..."

Shao Ming raised his eyes immediately: "Huh?"

Zhu Tong stumbled and said, "Did you hear what my grandfather said to me just now?"

Shao Ming said: "Didn't you plug my ears? How can I hear?"

He really didn't hear it at the time, his ears were beating faster and faster, his eyes were opening and closing someone's lips, and his heart was full of charming thoughts that couldn't be hidden.

Thinking of his actions before, Zhu Tong couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed: "I was..."

He was afraid that Shao Ming would think too much if his grandfather said something angry. If he had known that his grandfather was so "reasonable", he wouldn't have blocked people's ears.

He coughed and said, "I want to say that my grandfather called, not because of my injury, but because it's time for my reexamination. He was worried about me and asked me to go back for an examination."

After Zhu Tong drank the water, he held the water glass in his hand. Shao Ming saw that he didn't seem to plan to drink any more, and was about to help him put the water glass on the desk. ... want to go back to City A?"

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Don't panic, Xiao Shao is not a character who just sits and waits to die.

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