He and Slag Gong Bai Yueguang [Transmigration Book]

Others will worry too.

Xiao Chuyi was stunned, his fingertips trembled, and he almost couldn't even grasp the bowl in his hand.

So he couldn't even say a word of refusal, so he was dragged by Sheng Yuhang to sit down at the table in the living room.

The door slammed shut.

The bowl containing the egg liquid was put aside, Sheng Yuhang put the medicine bottle and bandage aside, and opened the box of alcohol cotton.

Xiao Chuyi sat in the same place in a daze, unable to return to his senses for a long time, the only thing he could see was Sheng Yuhang's downcast eyebrows.

He looked very focused, as if he was doing something important—

Sheng Yuhang was serious in everything he did, but it was the first time that Xiao Chuyi felt that this person was just doing such simple things with his head down, and he also had a thrilling look.

Not only because of the objectively outstanding appearance, but also because of the waves and ripples in the bottom of my heart, which cannot be calmed down after a circle of ripples.

Certain distant memories flashed before his eyes one by one, and he couldn't tell what was in the complicated emotions in his heart.

"What's wrong?" Sheng Yuhang noticed Xiao Chuyi's gaze and looked up at him, "Is there something on my face?"

"Hiss—" Xiao Chuyi subconsciously frowned at the tingling pain coming from the side face, and pulled back his sanity.

"Be patient." Sheng Yuhang seemed to be coaxing a child, "If you don't sterilize first, it's easy to get inflamed."

"It's not a big deal..." Xiao Chuyi muttered in a low voice, but he was still sitting in a well-behaved manner, without any resistance or struggle.

"But it looks very worrying." Sheng Yuhang's gaze slid past the wound on Xiao Chuyi's cheek, and finally landed on his wrist.

It's really worrying to watch.

Xiao Chuyi's complexion is similar to the whiteness that has not seen the sun all year round. He did not go out to bask in the sun much because of his work before. It was only after he changed his job that his complexion became better.

However, perhaps because of his physical talent, his complexion is still a little fairer than that of young people of the same age, so those scars are particularly eye-catching when they fall on them.

dazzling, but...

Also really beautiful.

Beautiful things can always arouse the destructive desire in people's hearts, and the same is true for people. The red marks that should symbolize pain and blood have turned into bright colors instead.

Whenever encountering things that have nothing to do with oneself, people's first glance will always fall on their appearance, or they will be disgusted by ugliness and amazed by their beauty, and there is nothing else.

But when you go deep to communicate with those things and deepen your cognition, you will also have "emotion", and what you see in your eyes is not just about the appearance.

There is also a brilliant soul under the ugly appearance, and behind the beauty may be riddled with scars.

From this comes joy, admiration, worry, and regret.

When seeing Xiao Chuyi for the first time, even Sheng Yuhang, who was praised as "beautiful" maliciously or kindly since he was a child, couldn't help feeling a little amazed.

Of course, it is only aimed at the other party's overly outstanding appearance.

After meeting him a few times, he had obviously seen the other person with injuries, but he only found it interesting.

Ruthless and lazy beauties can always easily attract the attention of others, Sheng Yuhang dare not say that he is not one of those ordinary people.

But since when...

It seemed that it was just a matter of a moment, and by the time he realized it, he had already set too many eyes on the other party.

So Yutian began to wonder if the other party had brought an umbrella. If he didn't see anyone at night, he was worried that he would get lost. When he saw the wound on the other party's body, his first reaction was not to be curious or amazed, but to think——

It looks so painful.

If the wound is not cleaned, it may become inflamed. If the bruise is not rubbed, it will be very painful.

Such thoughts popped up naturally.

Therefore, the relationship between people is really a mysterious thing.

It's like being inexplicable and unable to control worry now, and it seems that I can't help but ask some deeper things.

Sheng Yuhang withdrew his gaze, took Xiao Chuyi's hand instead, and pushed his sleeve up, revealing the scars that had turned blue and purple.

"...don't you feel any pain?"

Sheng Yuhang frowned subconsciously, the area of ​​the wound was bigger than what he had accidentally caught a glimpse of before.

"I'm used to it." Xiao Chuyi was a little lost in thought, and then he looked away, before Sheng Yuhang continued, "I will pay attention next time."

"I promise." Xiao Chuyi said again.

Sheng Yuhang looked at him for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Do I remind you of anyone?"

Xiao Chuyi was stunned: "Why do you ask that?"

Sheng Yuhang paused, and his tone slowed down: "You look like you're about to cry."

Xiao Chuyi subconsciously reached out to touch the corners of his eyes.

This action alone has affirmed Sheng Yuhang's words.

After a while Xiao Chuyi smiled helplessly: "...just homesick."

Occasionally, Xiao Chuyi would be homesick - his own home.

It is not too accurate to say "home", at best it is the family that adopted him, but he has already regarded it as his real home.

It was also his last home.

Xiao Chuyi, who lived in another world before crossing, spent the first half of his life as a gray farce.

It's like being in a dead fog, but you want to make some noise by yourself, creating the illusion of "alive".

It just takes some opportunity to step into the desert from the glorious world.

One is that God has never treated him favorably, and the other is that he is willing to degenerate.

Xiao Chuyi's life experience was too miserable.Those who sympathize with him usually say so.

The other part was unceremonious, bluntly saying that this person is a bereaved star, so he killed his parents one after another and turned his relatives against each other.

Xiao Chuyi was also a high-spirited young master when he was a teenager. If he hadn't encountered any accidents, he might have lived a flamboyant life just like the young master in another world who hadn't met Shen Bixiao.

Later, "Zhang Yang" became more public, but he just struggled with abandonment.

Just because an accident took away the lives of his parents who loved him deeply, more disasters followed.

Relatives turned against each other because of the inheritance left by their parents, a fire burned down his residence, and his childhood best friends left their hometowns.

The malice of others ruined his once proud dream.

In the end, the still young boy had nothing left except that one life.

Only pain, resentment, jealousy, and the deepest level of powerlessness remain.

He stood alone in this world, and when he looked up, he couldn't even see a little light.

It was too tiring to go up and look forward, so before he reached the place where he could see the light, he chose to fall into the deep sea alone.

In the beginning, those who were malicious towards him came to the door, he no longer held back, picked up the stool next to him and smashed them head and face.

Like a mad dog, he didn't care about anything, he even wanted his life, and he sneered at them with a sneer until his head was bleeding.

The person who would blame him and love him is gone, so he no longer needs to have any scruples.

People around him began to fear him, loathe him, and some harbored deep hatred.

But he didn't care at all, he just watched coldly with a mocking look on his face.

Being well-behaved and sensible will not usher in more praise, and sympathy and compassion are just hypocritical appearances.

On the contrary, it is the malice, fear, and pain of others that are incomparably real, with a sense of vividness that has not been seen for a long time.

Pain is also a feeling.

Numbness without consciousness is the most terrible poison in the world.

With the pain of the past and the bewilderment of his heart, he was willing to fall.

Skips class, fights, smokes, drinks and contradicts the teacher, and his grades are at the bottom of the school. He is the object of headache for all the teachers.

Even the class teacher in high school once mocked him in public for being nothing but a face, like mud that can't support the wall.

At that time Xiao Chuyi just laughed and didn't care.

The teacher also ridiculed him for being skinless and shameless, and he is destined to be just a cancer in the society in the future. If one day he fights with someone and is beaten to death, he will be doing harm to the people.

Xiao Chuyi still did not refute, because he himself thought so at that time.

Xiao Chuyi, who was fifteen or sixteen years old, had only one thing left in his life, and that was to wait for death.

But the social loafers of the same age and even older are not enough to fight. No one really fights like him.

No one could satisfy Xiao Chuyi's urgent wish. He even thought about jumping from the highest floor of the school as soon as he graduated from high school.

Before he could put it into practice, he met a new guardian.

The previous guardian firmly believed that he was a loser and had no future in the future. He was tired of him always causing trouble, so he found various reasons to push him to others.

So the new guardian took over the duties of the previous one, and took Xiao Chuyi home on the first day.

According to blood relationship, the new guardian is Xiao Chuyi's cousin, but they have been separated for several generations, and at best can only be regarded as a distant relative.

When I saw Xiao Chuyi for the first time, he had just finished fighting with someone, and he was paralyzed in the corner with many scars, too lazy to move.

At that time, Xiao Chuyi had no cognition about "home", and he was really like a puddle of mud, he could make do with it for a night wherever he paralyzed.

He didn't have the habit of going home. Even if he knew that he had changed his guardian, he just listened to it casually and put it behind his mind.

The cousin stood at the entrance of the alley, looking at the young man who was covered in scars and still could not conceal his handsome face, he only saw a pair of dull and lusterless eyes.

The teenager didn't know who this stranger who suddenly appeared was, but he could tell that the other person was glamorous.

If he wasn't looking for a fight, he wasn't interested. He just glanced at it and then looked away.

But the man came up, and the first sentence was; "I am your new guardian."

Then he couldn't help but grab the boy's hand and forcefully dragged him out of the alley.

Xiao Chuyi didn't realize it until he was pulled into the alley, but he couldn't resist successfully.

Not because he couldn't beat the adult in front of him, but because there was a little girl next to him.

The appearance of being in his early ten years old, he looks young, Xiao Chuyi is used to being skinny and shameless, only he will be more tolerant and patient when dealing with children.

Or rather helpless, he was not good at dealing with children, and he didn't want to hurt them.

Under the gaze of those eyes full of curiosity and pity, Xiao Chuyi was dragged all the way to the hospital by the new guardian with a stiff face.

While in the car, he heard the little girl call the new guardian "Daddy."

Counted as his little niece, although they are actually not a few years apart.

Xiao Chuyi, who hadn't recovered from his illness, was covered in injuries, new injuries piled up with old injuries, coupled with indifferent pretensions, problems from head to toe.

While sitting in the medical examination center waiting for the number to be called, my cousin borrowed alcohol and gauze from the hospital staff, squatted in front of the boy, and carefully cleaned the wounds on his face and neck.

Xiao Chuyi is used to pain, and he doesn't care about the wounds that are not serious.

When he showed an appearance of boredom and wanted to wave away the unnecessary hand of the other party, the cousin turned his gaze and motioned for his daughter to hold him down.

The little girl was sitting next to him, holding one of his hands, Xiao Chuyi couldn't move, he could only sit awkwardly on the spot, looking at the cracks in the bricks on the ground.

"Don't fight anymore." My cousin finally said the second sentence, "You can do whatever you want in the future, but you must finish high school well."

Xiao Chuyi twitched the corner of his mouth and sneered, and he almost guessed the second half of his sentence: "Why, do you think I'm embarrassing for you, then you should not bother me in the first place, didn't they tell you, I'm just a-"

"Don't fight." The cousin interrupted him, and emphasized his tone, "If you get hurt, others will worry about it."

He looked up in surprise, thinking that it was just hypocritical words, but seeing the worried expression on the other side, he couldn't say anything to refute.

It was the first time he knew what "gentleness" and "kindness" were since his parents passed away.

It was not until much later that he learned that his cousin had specially won the custody of him.

Maybe it was sympathy, maybe it was natural kindness, but because of that little blood relationship, they really regarded him as a relative.

It also gave the confused boy a home, allowing him to see hope again.

Since then, Xiao Chuyi has always been less resistant to gentle people.

A gentle person is never a bad person.

My cousin is different from Sheng Yuhang. The former is a taciturn person. Whether he is outside or at home, he always has a sullen face, and never shows his tenderness and consideration.

But the cousin is indeed Xiao Chuyi's relative, even if the relationship is far away, there are traces to follow.

They also met a few times in the past, so they are not complete strangers.

Others were surprised by his choice, but they would not question his concern for Xiao Chuyi.

But Sheng Yuhang is different.

They were strangers who had nothing to do with each other, but they became friends through a short time getting along and getting acquainted with countless coincidences.

In fact, they may have the status of "acquaintances" in each other's hearts.

Do ordinary friends worry about other people's minor injuries so naturally?

It took many years for Xiao Chuyi to still not learn to take the initiative to accept other people's unreasonable concerns, so he couldn't help feeling a little confused.

But he would not be so idiotic as to take the initiative to say these seemingly ungrateful words.

Just like he is not unmoved by the other party's concern.

It's just that he would rather attribute it to the other party's excessively good character than to be passionate and joyful.

After all, is he a good person with a beautiful heart and a kind heart?

Well, don't overthink it.

Xiao Chuyi absent-mindedly instructed Sheng Yuhang to pour the milk into the bowl.

After treating the wound, Sheng Yuhang didn't leave, but stayed to help.

Because of the strong smell of medicinal wine in his hands, Sheng Yuhang did the work for him, under Xiao Chuyi's command, and he just followed the instructions.

It's a pity that Sheng Yuhang doesn't seem to have the slightest talent in all aspects related to the kitchen.

Xiao Chuyi was slightly distracted, and Sheng Yuhang almost mistook salt for sugar and sprinkled it in the bowl.

"...Let me do it." Xiao Chuyi regained his senses, and quickly pressed his hand, "It's only a few steps away, it will be fine soon."

Sheng Yuhang was a little frustrated by this, and also a little embarrassed: "Sorry, I wanted to help you..."

"It's okay, everyone comes here like this." Xiao Chuyi smiled, and his hand movements were obviously much more skilled than Sheng Yuhang's, "When I was just learning, I was in a hurry, and the kitchen wall was blackened. alright."

Sheng Yuhang, who had nothing to do, leaned against the marble table and looked sideways at the pair of slender and beautiful hands skillfully operating the machine.

"Don't you like eating sweets?" Sheng Yuhang asked, "Why do you want to learn this?"

He himself was not interested in sweets, and every time Xiao Chuyi delivered desserts, he just watched the other party's reaction.

Without exception, most of those desserts went into Sheng Jianghe's stomach. In the eyes of a child of his age, sweets are the most delicious things in the world.

Xiao Chuyi occasionally ate one or two small biscuits that were not too sweet, but it was not a reaction of liking at all, but more like a habitual compliment.

Later, Xiao Chuyi occasionally made other kinds of small cakes, but before making them, he always asked Sheng Jianghe's taste preference.

This is a very strange thing.

As the young master of the Xiao family, if it wasn't because he likes it, he doesn't need to do it himself.

It's not like it's for the parents and family, the oven arrived after Xiao's mother left, and the latter didn't mention this at all.

Maybe even his parents didn't know about it.

Then it can only be for someone else...

Sheng Yuhang felt that he might be too free recently, and even asked this kind of privacy question.

The moment he asked, he felt a little regretful, feeling that he had overstepped.

But it was too late to take back what was said.

"Well...a friend likes it." Xiao Chuyi said vaguely, "It happened a long time ago, but her father thought that there were too many additives outside and she was not allowed to eat too much, so she pestered me. That’s right, let’s go learn by the way.”

This "friend" is naturally the little niece from the previous life, named Xiao Qinghuan, a little guy who is good at acting like a baby.

Xiao Qinghuan's mother passed away early, and she lived with a cold-faced father. His father was kind-hearted, but he was not soft-tempered. If he said it was impossible, it would be impossible, and there was no room for change.

So compared to her busy father, she still prefers to pester the talkative Xiao Chuyi.

Xiao Chuyi has been pampering children for a long time, from her little niece in her previous life to Sheng Jianghe in her current life.

He didn't think there was anything wrong, so he didn't feel that there was anything he couldn't say except that he blurted out some details when he spoke.

But Sheng Yuhang didn't know the inside story, so he could only guess based on the information he had.

When he turned his gaze to Xiao Chuyi's face, he only saw that the person seemed to be missing something.

Perhaps it was the smudging of the light, which imprinted his profile extremely softly, even with a gentle temperature.

The person he thinks of must be someone who is very important to him and whom he likes very much.

After realizing this, Sheng Yuhang pursed his lips unconsciously, and suddenly wanted to ask more questions.

"Is that person... your girlfriend?" Sheng Yuhang paused, "or... your boyfriend?"

The author has something to say: You can only play straight shots against Brother Xiao, otherwise you can only keep receiving good cards, Mr. Sheng (Wang Tian)