Only Junshu

"Ash? Ash?"

A soft call woke up the lost child in sleep.The boy on the bed opened his eyes, and there was a dark brown wooden beam directly above the bridge of his nose.

"Ah Xiu woke up? Are you still feeling uncomfortable?" Mo Wenxian who was beside the bed saw his precious son waking up, and the worry in his eyes suddenly eased a little.

Junzi turned his head sideways with difficulty, his eyes flashed blankly.

He didn't know this woman, and he had only seen the furniture background behind this woman a few times on TV.What happened to such a strange scene?He didn't remember that he signed up to participate in the group performance recording of a large-scale costume drama.

"I..." Jun Zi originally wanted to ask what the situation was, but when he opened his mouth, he felt his throat dry, so he had no choice but to keep silent for the time being.

If Mo Wenxian realized something, he stretched out a hand towards Junzi, and said, "You just woke up, and your throat feels uncomfortable. Come on, sit up first, and mother will pour you a glass of water."

With the help of Mo Wenxian, Junzi sat up with difficulty. In the process, his face changed again and again, and the pain that was everywhere all over his body really drove him crazy.

Mo Wenxian stuffed the soft pillow behind Junzi's back so that he could lean more comfortably, and then went to the table five steps away to prepare tea by himself.

Taking advantage of this gap, Junzi carefully recalled what happened before he fell into a coma, but those memories seemed to be covered with a layer of veil, making it hard for him to see clearly.Vaguely, he felt that he was led into a room by a man, and there were many things he couldn't understand in the room, but after thinking about it, he felt that he was hit and flew out by a large truck that was out of control.

"What the hell is going on here? Was I slaughtered secretly, or was I killed by a truck? And the current situation... Did I encounter the legendary time travel?!" Junzi growled in his heart, It's a pity that no one will be kind enough to answer his questions.

"Here comes the water, let's take a sip first." Mo Wenxian brought the celadon cup full of water to Junzi's mouth, coaxing: "Your hand is not convenient, mother feeds you, don't feel shy!"

Jun Zi looked at Mo Wenxian, then at the cup by his mouth, and a warm current surged in his heart.How many years, how many years has he not been taken care of so intimately?Even though he knew that this woman's favor was for the original owner of this body, he still couldn't restrain his inner excitement.

"If it can go on like this, no matter if it's a dream or time travel... I don't want to leave." Junzi sighed in his heart, and obediently drank the water in the glass.

Mo Wenxian put the empty cup back on the table, went back to the bed and sat down, and said: "Ah Xiu, you also know your father's temper, he has always been so harsh in educating people. Standards to ask you, that is confidence in you, he knows you can complete such a difficult task, so don't blame him too much. Also, mother has cleaned him up for you yesterday. "

Jun Zi didn't want to make such a good person sad, so she dismissed the idea of ​​pretending to have amnesia, and prepared to piece together the general outline of the story from Mo Wenxian's few words.

"I...I'm okay, let my mother worry about it." The feeling of hearing a strange voice running out of my mouth is really not good. Junzi has never had such an experience, and she scared herself for the first time jumped.

Mo Wenxian only thought that his weirdness was caused by physical discomfort.Thinking that he had just woken up from a serious injury, it was really inconvenient to work for a long time. After blaming herself for a while, she said: "Mother is just a son like you, so it is right to spend some time on you. You are weak now and need to rest. To bother you, I will cook you a bowl of porridge first, and you can rest after eating."

"Ah."

When Mo Wenxian walked out of the room, Jun Zi breathed a sigh of relief.He is an emotional person, facing such a gentle mother, how could he not feel any guilt in his heart?What happened to the man called Axiu?Is it dead?

Junzi reluctantly pulled one hand out of the silk quilt, raised it to her eyes and looked at it.To be honest, this hand is really not very good-looking. It is white and red, and full of slender wounds, which shows how miserably the original owner was abused on weekdays.And the person who abused him, unsurprisingly, was the harsh father of the original owner.

"Oh, what the aunt said just now didn't quite understand. Is the relationship between the original owner and his father good or bad?" Junzi was confused for a while, and then began to think about his future plans.

He has just arrived here, and he is not familiar with this place. He doesn't usually watch costume dramas, and he can't recognize whether this is a dynasty in history.This monk Zhang Er is confused, what else could he have planned?I have to live a day to see the day, the boat will naturally go straight when it reaches the bridge, as long as people are still alive, there is always a way to go.

As for the original world... Junzi doesn't want to think about it for the time being.It's not that he doesn't miss it, but it's the place where he lived for 20 years. Although he has no parents and was kicked out of the house by his adoptive parents that year, he still has a few friends.But that bit of plastic friendship is far less attractive to him than the aunt just now. Compared with friendship, what he wants more is the family affection that he has never experienced before.

The sound of small footsteps woke up the wandering Junzi.He hurriedly stuffed his hands back into the silk quilt, and as expected, grinned again from the pain.

Before the person arrives, the voice arrives first.From afar, Junzi heard two immature voices calling "Brother" one after the other.

It turned out that the original owner had two younger sisters, and it was unclear whether they were relatives or cousins.

The sound got closer and closer until it filled the room.One pink, one blue, two colors rushed to the bed one after another, knocking Junzi almost out of his wits.

"Brother! Brother! You're awake!" The little girl in the pink skirt supported her head and looked at her brother, the excitement in her eyes was about to blind her.

"Brother! Brother! Do you have any discomfort?" The little girl in the green skirt tried her best to put her face in front of her brother, and there seemed to be a dark light flowing in the light blue auspicious cloud pattern between her eyebrows.

Junzi looked at the two [-]-year-old girls with an uneasy expression. For the first time in her life, she thought that she was suffering from prosopagnosia. Otherwise, why would she think that the two children came out of the same mold?

Oh yes, there is another possibility.

These are twins.

Junzi moved the right leg that was hit by the girl in the pink skirt to the inside calmly, and said, "Brother is fine, don't worry about it."

"Brother, when will you get out of bed and play with us?" Ye Xiao continued to support her head, smiling innocently.

Junzi couldn't bear to let such a young child down, so she imitated the tone of a child and said, "Don't worry, I will be able to play with you in a while!"

Ye still pressed his hand on Junzi's forehead without saying a word, closed his eyes as if he was feeling something carefully.

Feeling the novelty, Junzi thought about what such a young child could see, so she heard her say: "Well, the pulse is stable and there is no fever. Now you can go out with us to play!"

Junzi: "..." No, I don't think so.

"Brother, let's go~" Ye Xiao turned on the coquettish mode and almost rolled on the bed.

Junzi felt that she could still rescue her, and suddenly she realized that this was a good opportunity to inquire about the situation, so she stretched out a hand to pat Ye Xiao's head, and said, "Okay, okay, brother It’s not like you don’t know the injury you received, how can you heal so quickly? You obediently listen to your parents and play with you when your brother recovers.”

Ye Xiao pursed her lips, and said: "We have listened to what my father and mother said, so you are not like you, brother, not only scolded by my father, but also scratched by the mountain monkey."

Mountain monkey?Jun Zi thought: "Could it be that the wound on my body was not beaten by the original owner's father, but was scratched by the mountain monkey?" Thinking about it this way, the wound on his hand before did look like a scratch, so it shouldn't be wrong.

Ye Yiran looked back at Ye Xiao, and said, "Xiao Xiao, stop poking brother's sore spot, he definitely doesn't want us to know his useless side."

Junzi: "..." Obviously, you already know.

Junzi felt that it was necessary for him to help the original owner retain some last bit of dignity, so he said, "It's alright, you two, what about singing? Give brother some face."

The two Ye sisters stuck out their tongues at him at the same time.Ye Yiran said: "Don't we want you to be happier, brother! Brother is the most powerful. If brother's leg hadn't been injured that day, he wouldn't have been knocked down by a mountain monkey!"

I'm afraid he's not just down, but also on the verge of death... Junzi feels a little sad.If his soul hadn't come here, then this body might have become a cold corpse by now.If this body really died, then the aunt and the two children would be very sad.

Junzi felt a little sour in her heart.If his original body was really turned into a meatloaf by a big truck, no one would be heartbroken for him.This body is really enviable.

"Brother? Why are you in a daze! It's fine if you don't play with us, but the story has to be told, right? Don't try to take the opportunity to be lazy!" Ye Xiao grabbed the corner of the quilt and slapped him up and down. Ye Yiran also agreed and began to flirt with his brother. hair.

Junzi is the most irresistible to children, and quickly complied with the request of the two little guys.But...he didn't know what kind of stories the original owner had told the two children before, and speaking rashly might arouse suspicion.

But the mouth is just for asking, Junzi asked the two children without any psychological burden: "Then what kind of story do you want to hear today?"

The two children said in unison: "Whatever!"

Junzi: "..." You can't be so casual!Something will happen!

Junzi stayed in an orphanage for several years when she was a child, and she heard many fairy tales, but she couldn't remember all of them, and it was difficult for a while.

Ye still continued to play with his brother's hair, slipped a hand, and tore one out.The slight numbness of the scalp made Junzi realize whose hair the girl was playing with just now, and couldn't help but be surprised.

Although he knew that he might have traveled to ancient times, he really didn't notice the long hair setting just now.But thanks to that hair, he finally knew which story to tell.

"Well, let's tell a story about a princess today, a princess with long hair." Under the expectant eyes of the two children, Junzi told the shrunken version of "Rapunzel" in a strange tone , making the two children laugh.

"In short, Rapunzel and the prince are living happily together, and they don't have to worry about that evil old witch anymore! Well, the story is over, how about it? Can you let me go now?"

As soon as they heard that the story was over, the two children looked at each other, thinking about it, and turned around to use a new strategy to torment their elder brother.

As soon as Junzi saw the appearance of the two of them, she knew that the matter was not over, and she immediately yelled in her heart.How can these two children be so troublesome?Enough is enough, don't you know?It's alright if his body is falling apart, but can't he even rest in peace mentally?

"Hey, Yiran, Xiaoxiao, are you two bullying brother again?" At a critical moment, Mo Wenxian stepped into the house with a plate of food to save Junzi from the fire and water.

Seeing A Niang coming, the two children jumped out of the bed, ran to A Niang's side, hugged A Niang's legs one by one, and yelled "A Niang" one by one, not to mention how painful it was.

"Didn't Aunt tell you just now? My brother is not feeling well, so please don't disturb him." Mo Wenxian put the food plate on the table, looked down at the two pouting daughters, his heart softened, and he sighed Said: "Okay, okay, I don't care about what happened just now. But my brother will lie down and rest after drinking the porridge. At that time, you can't continue to stay in the house and harm him!"

Ye Xiao nodded and said, "Don't worry, Ma'am! We also want my brother to get well soon!"

Ye Yiran also said: "Yes! We won't bother brother anymore! But the story that brother told us just now is very nice! Mom, do you want to listen? We will tell you later!"

Junzi watched Mo Wenxian come over with the porridge, and wanted to reach out to take the bowl, but was stopped by Mo Wenxian first.

Mo Wenxian handed the porcelain spoon containing the porridge to Junzi's mouth, and said, "Your hand is not convenient, so mother will feed you." After a pause, she said to the two children: "Since you two If anyone is willing to tell, A Niang is naturally willing to listen. You brothers, I tell you stories every day, and I don’t know how much you have learned.”

It was the first time being fed by someone, and it was still under the condition of children watching, Junzi was really embarrassed.But thinking about the harmonious atmosphere among the family, he felt that it didn't matter whether he was ashamed or not.

Opening her mouth to drink the spoonful of warm porridge, Junzi stared at the three people beside the bed with mixed feelings.

"Hey hey hey, we've grown up, of course we can tell stories, how can we still look like a big brother, let my mother feed you when we eat." Ye still imitated Ye Xiao next to him, leaning his elbows on the side of the bed, using both palms Support your head.

Junzi swallowed the porridge in his mouth, and pretended to be a threat: "You two continue to make trouble now, and see how I deal with you when I get better."

Ye Xiao didn't take it seriously, and said: "Brother is reluctant to deal with us, brother treats us the best! It's just a little bit worse than Mommy and Dad."

Before Junzi could say anything, another spoonful of porridge was handed to his mouth. Without thinking for a second, he chose to demonstrate to the two little girls with his eyes while drinking the porridge.

Mo Wenxian smiled and shook his head, feeling helpless about the daily life of his three children.

"Okay, okay, don't make trouble. Hurry up and finish the porridge obediently, and then you two little villains will go to the kitchen to wash the dishes with A Niang."

"Ah, ah, let's run!"

"Yeah, Xiaoxiao, wait for me!"

Junzi: "..."

The author has something to say:

Well, after half a year of adjustments, the outline of "Deviating from the Main Line" has been completely revised, that is to say... In fact, the new outline of "Only Junshu" has not yet been completed.

But it's okay, I think I can.