Little Dandy, He's a Little Good

Rong Zhuo raised his chin slightly, thinking that he was not easy to mess with.

But he forgot that he still had wounds on his face, and he really didn't have the slightest intimidating power all over his body. When he stared at people, he didn't look like he was being arrogant, but rather like being coquettish.

Yu Jingdu was so provoked by Rong Zhuo's appearance that his heart softened, and he quickly said cooperatively: "I remember, life is your person, and death is your ghost."

His tone seemed to be coaxing a child, but it made Rong Zhuo feel embarrassed.

Xiao Wandan buried his head and shrank into the quilt, accidentally rubbing against the wound on his face, and gasped in pain.

"Fizzy!" Yu Jingdu helped him make the quilt, and coaxed him softly, "Go to sleep."

Rong Zhuo closed his eyes obediently, and couldn't help but confirm: "You didn't lie to me, did you?"

Yu Jingdu lightly brushed his forehead with his fingers, and the thin calluses on his fingertips caused a slight itching sensation there.

Rong Zhuo grabbed his hand with a serious face, "You promise me."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll lie to you again?" Yu Jingdu asked him.

Rong Zhuo was a little frustrated when he heard this, turned around with his mouth pursed and ignored him.

He couldn't explain why, but he always felt that since he came to Jiangfu, Yu Jingdu's attitude towards him had changed subtly.He didn't know exactly what changed, but the change was very clear.

Especially when Yu Jingdu looked at him, there was always an emotion that he couldn't understand.

In fact, after seeing Jiang Jiyan, Rong Zhuo's view of Jing Du changed a lot.

In the past, he only wished to treat Jingdu as an ordinary young man who had fallen into the world, and wanted to redeem him, and even planned for his future.

But after seeing Jiang Jiyan, Rong Zhuo realized that "Blue Stone" might be much more complicated than he imagined.

He didn't know how many people like Jiang Jiyan the other party knew, and he didn't know what kind of past he had.

Thinking of the injuries on Yu Jingdu's body, Rong Zhuo couldn't help but sigh again.

"Have a good rest, I'll go to sleep next door." After Yu Jingdu finished speaking, he was about to get up.

Rong Zhuo turned around and grabbed his sleeve and asked, "Why do you want to go to the next door? Didn't we agree to be together?"

"You have injuries..." Yu Jingdu reminded: "And you didn't even wear your pajamas, isn't it a little inappropriate for me to sleep with you like this?" Rong Zhuo then remembered that he was injured , wearing only a pair of obscene trousers.

"I can put on my pajamas." Rong Zhuo said.

Yu Jingdu's eyes fell on his face, stared at him for a while, and asked: "Are you... afraid?"

"It's the first time I've seen a dead person when I grow up..." Rong Zhuo said pitifully, "He died in front of me, so it's only natural for me to be afraid, right?"

What's more, he had just experienced such a thing tonight, so he would naturally feel uneasy in his heart.

Previously, he was only worried that he and Yu Jingdu would get involved in trouble, so he didn't take care of these things. Now that the night is quiet and he is left to sleep alone, he feels a little guilty.

He had already talked about this part, so it was naturally impossible for Yu Jingdu to leave him alone.

"Move in a little bit." After Yu Jingdu said that, he lifted a corner of the quilt and barely covered his body.

The bed in Jiang's mansion is much more spacious than the one in Xun Huan Building. When he was leaning against the bed, there was still a long distance from Rong Zhuo, so the quilt was naturally not enough.

Seeing this, Rong Zhuo spread out some quilts for him, and then quietly grabbed his sleeve corners under the quilts.

Yu Jingdu knew that the little dandy was really scared, and he might not dare to sleep without pulling some living things, so he moved in and put the back of his hand on the back of Rong Zhuo's.

The warm touch came from the skin on the back of his hand, which made him feel more at ease.

Perhaps comforted by Yu Jingdu's actions, Rong Zhuo quickly fell asleep.

But that night he didn't sleep well, woke up several times, and talked a lot in sleep.

After breakfast the next morning, Yu Jingdu took Rong Zhuo and left Jiangfu.

"I thought you would want to stay for a few more days." Rong Zhuo said.

"Someone just died in his family, you don't live in a safe place, I'll give you a safe place to quiet down." Yu Jingdu said.

"Where are you going?" Rong Zhuo asked him.

"Qingyin Temple."

Rong Zhuo didn't expect that he would return to Qingyin Temple one day later.

But I have to say that Yu Jingdu's arrangement is really suitable for him.

After people experience great fear, the sense of insecurity will remain in their hearts. If they cannot find a suitable way to relieve it, this fear may linger for a long period of time, and it may even cause For a lifetime.

And a place like Qingyin Temple is a Buddhist holy place, which is just suitable for cultivating one's mind.

"I remember living here for a few days when I saw the dead for the first time," Yu Jingdu said.

"How old were you at that time?" Rong Zhuo asked him curiously.

"Seven or eight years old." Yu Jingdu said.

"So small!" Rong Zhuo felt distressed.

Yu Jingdu frowned, and recalled: "I remember that person must have committed some mistake and was beaten to death. At that time, I was young and playful, and there was no competent person to take care of me, so I went to I bumped into that scene while running around."

Beating people to death, the impact of this kind of picture is not to mention a child of seven or eight years old, even Rong Zhuo at this age would have nightmares after seeing it. He couldn't imagine how helpless and scared Yu Jingdu would be at that time.

"Later, I seemed to be so frightened that I developed a fever, and my family sent me to Qingyin Temple after being ill for several days." Yu Jingdu said.

"Then after you've lived here, are you still afraid?"

"I was a little scared at first, but it got better later on." Yu Jingdu said as he led him to a stone platform in the backyard.

He reached out and felt under the stone platform, and found a small wooden box, but the box was empty after opening.

"I didn't have any friends when I was young, so I would write on paper when I had something on my mind, and then come and put it in this wooden box." Yu Jingdu said: "Every once in a while, I will check the letter I put in, and then Write back to yourself."

He said this lightly, but Rong Zhuo felt very sad when he heard it.

At that time, Yu Jingdu was obviously at the age where he needed company, but he could only express his thoughts in this way.

To Jingdu, this small wooden box should be similar to a "tree hole", right?

"Only you know about the wooden box besides me." Yu Jingdu put the wooden box back, and said: "In the future, if we separate for some reason, if you want to talk to me, you can't find it." Me, you can write to me."

"I might as well send you a letter directly to Xunhuanlou." Rong Zhuo said with a smile.

He only cared about the wooden box, but completely ignored the mystery in Yu Jingdu's words.

In the next few days, the two stayed in the temple.

Rong Zhuo would meditate with the monks every day, and in his spare time, he would follow Yu Jingdu to help work in the vegetable field in the back mountain.

In the first few days when he came here, Rong Zhuo still had nightmares at night.

But gradually, he had fewer nightmares at night.

At the same time, Rong Zhuo's injuries are almost healed.

On the afternoon of the first day when he decided to return to the capital, Yu Jingdu took Rong Zhuo to the top of the mountain to watch the sunset.

The afterglow of the setting sun enveloped the rocks, vegetation, and the two people sitting side by side on the top of the mountain.

Yu Jingdu watched the sun sinking into the horizon a little bit in the distance, and couldn't help turning his head to look at the boy beside him.

The wound on the other side's face was no longer visible, leaving only a shallow mark.

But he still couldn't help raising his hand to touch the scar lightly, and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

"It's all better, of course it doesn't hurt anymore." Rong Zhuo said with a smile.

Yu Jingdu wiped his side face with his fingertips, and then stroked lightly on the scar on his eyebrows.

It won't take long for these marks to completely fade away.

The boy's face will still be as delicate and beautiful as before.

"Go back?" Rong Zhuo asked Yu Jingdu after watching the sun disappear completely.

"Stay a little longer, lean on me when you're tired." Yu Jingdu said.

When Rong Zhuo heard this, he leaned his head on his shoulder, and then yawned.

Yu Jingdu silently looked at the distant mountains that were gradually falling into darkness, until the breathing of the young man beside him gradually became even, then he got up and carried him on his back.

Rong Zhuo had already woken up after being tormented by him, but he still lay on his back with peace of mind as if he had no bones.

"You carry me like this, you feel like my brother!" Rong Zhuo whispered in his ear.

"Do you have an elder brother?" Yu Jingdu asked, "Or is it Duan Zheng?"

"Neither of them." Rong Zhuo said: "It's just a feeling, not a specific person. I was very lonely when I was a child, and I would be envious when I saw other children with older brothers. I thought it would be great if I had an older brother to accompany me. Later, when I grew up, I realized that even if I was looking forward to, I should be looking forward to a younger brother or sister, how could I be looking forward to an older brother?"

Hearing the words, Yu Jingdu couldn't help but imagine the scene of Rong Zhuo, who was still Xiaotuanzi, foolishly sitting at the door looking forward to his brother.

"You will feel lonely if you have fewer brothers, but it may not be a good thing if you have more brothers." Yu Jingdu said.

Over the years, he has often stumbled at the hands of his own brothers. If he was allowed to choose, he would naturally want to be an only child, so that at least he would not need to be on guard day and night about brothers coming to harm him.

"Qingshi, how old are you older than me?" Rong Zhuo asked him.

"What do you ask this for?"

"Let's ask for help?" Rong Zhuo had an idea, and said happily to himself: "If you ask for help, you will be my brother and I will be your younger brother, so that after I fail the ranking next spring, we don't have to maintain the current situation." This is a relationship, and we are called brothers!"

Yu Jingdu: ...

This little dude really wanted to come out.

Rong Zhuo's enthusiasm for the matter of asking for help lasted until he fell asleep.

Yu Jingdu couldn't figure out why the other party, Hao Duanduan, suddenly wanted to beg him, but Rong Zhuo's idea was actually very simple, he just wanted to realize his "dream of begging him" in elementary school.

May I ask which junior high school boy didn't think of asking someone to kowtow when he was ignorant?

After Yu Jingdu waited for Rongzhuo to fall asleep, he went to see Wuyun again.

Wuyun has dealt with Rong Zhuo a lot in the temple these days, and he has become an old acquaintance.

"Leaving?" Wuyun asked him.

"Well, return to the capital early tomorrow morning."

"Go back, although this Qingyin Temple is good, it is not a place where you can hide from the world." Wuyun looked him up and said: "Since the decision has been made, stop worrying about gains and losses."

"Uncle Six, nephew just doesn't know whether this decision is right or wrong." Yu Jingdu said.

"If you think about what the result you want most, right or wrong will naturally become clear."

"Everything has its definite number. If you are young, don't be attached." Wuyun said again: "It's still the same sentence, you can't hide what should be yours, and you can't keep what is not yours."

Yu Jingdu was silent for a while when he heard the words, and he didn't know if he had figured it out.

After he returned to his residence, he saw Rong Zhuo lying on the bed talking in his sleep.

In his dream, the young man called out "brother" in a calm voice, the loud and rough voice startled Yu Jingdu.

He didn't expect Rong Zhuo to still think about this, and his mood was very complicated for a while.

After a while, I heard the boy change his tone and called out again.

But this time the tone is more normal, it is the tone when speaking on weekdays.

Yu Jingdu took off his outer robe, and lay lightly on the bed.

In his sleep, Rong Zhuo turned over in a daze, and slipped into Yu Jingdu's arms unconsciously.

Yu Jingdu gently pushed the person away, but at this moment he heard the boy yell again.

Moreover, the phrase "Brother" Rong Zhuo yelled in a soft voice, which fell in Jing Du's ears, causing his breathing to become disordered immediately.

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Rong Zhuo: I call you brother, do you dare to agree?