Si Tian Guan Chapter 23

    The pen in Liu Chongming's hand had been hanging for a long time, and he didn't realize that he hadn't put down the pen for a long time.

    From this angle, if you tilt your head slightly, you can see the person sitting under the porch. He reminds him repeatedly in his heart that the person in the dream is not himself, don't get lost in it, but can't help it Will give that person a second look.

    After waking up from a nightmare last night, the emptiness of suddenly being alone overlapped with the silent room in the dark, and he actually felt a faint fear.

    This is like a big joke, he Liu Chongming is actually afraid of sleeping alone at night.

    It was a long night, and that kind of fear and loss lingered, and suddenly the idea of ​​wanting to be with someone was born.

    Since his brother passed away, he has been accustomed to walking alone for a long time, but, occasionally... If he wants someone to accompany him, it will be fine for a while.

    That's all.

    I didn't expect this shameless man to seduce him shamelessly! If he hadn't restrained himself, he really wanted to swallow this scourge in one bite.

    He was lying in the inner room, pricked up his ears and listened to the light ringing of the chains outside. He thought that the man would say something to him, or would shamelessly climb onto his bed, but it was dark The night is always silent.

    People didn't wait for it, and I fell asleep like this before I knew it.

    This is not the most embarrassing, Bai Shiyan didn't know what Ting Fang Wuyang was chewing on his tongue, so he took time to come here to watch the fun, but he pushed open the bedroom door and saw the man sleeping in the sarong. Song Shenzhou.

    Before he had time to jump out and explain, Baishiyan had already pretended to cover his eyes and ran away, and Fang Wuyi's proud voice could be heard on the roof - you see, I'm right Bar.

    Liu Chongming really jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't wash it.

      The word "go away" couldn't be uttered, and it almost exploded.

    The face of Shizi has been very bad since he woke up in the morning. No one dared to ask any more questions. He could only follow the instructions and lock Qu Chenzhou outside the study door. back down.

    He knew people's doubts and curiosity, and wished he could write a policy on the spot to prove his innocence, but thinking about it seemed even more stupid.

    Fortunately, the people in his yard were all selected and taught by him, and he was not a talkative person. stop.

    It was not because of being trapped in a dream, Liu Chongming comforted himself, he just wanted to observe this little monster carefully and see what was wrong.

    Then, I saw that narrow and thin figure bent down, as if picking up something from under the steps.

    He put down the pen gently and stood by the window for a while. When he went out, the people outside were already sitting on the steps and fell asleep, his hands in his arms were stained with mud, A flower quivering slightly in the wind.

    It's like going back to when the big brother was still there and he could still be willful.

    He also sat down on the steps, picked up the sycamore flower that was rolled around by the wind, and turned it around in his hand.

    It's been a long time...no time to relax like this.

    Whether it is witchcraft or the people in the palace, he doesn't want to think about anything now, just think that he is greedy for this moment of comfort.

    So quiet.

    It's really quiet.

    When the sun slanted westward, Liu Chongming was woken up by someone, and all he saw was the pair of demon pupils. pinched his neck.

    Seeing that he opened his eyes, Qu Chenzhou was pushed back on the steps before he had time to withdraw his hand.

    Liu Chongming has never been like this, falling asleep in front of people with unknown and suspicious origins, let alone letting people get so close without any precaution.

    He gasped in shock, and asked sharply, "What are you doing?"

    "Sir," Qu Chenzhou raised his head hard, and made a low voice from the restraint of his neck: "The sun is going down soon, if you go to sleep again, you will catch a cold."

    It is one thing to fall asleep here, but he knows that there are more important things to do in Chongming today.

    Although he lived in another courtyard, Chongming didn't have a family, so he couldn't separate from the Hou's house. He went back to the Hou's house several days a month to have dinner with his family.

    The home that Chongming once hated, only after it was completely lost, Chongming realized how important they were.

    Then it is better to cherish it while you are still alive.

    To be able to eat with family is an untouchable luxury for Qu Chenzhou.

    He looked at the back of Liu Chongming hurriedly leaving, and then looked down at the withered sycamore flower in his hand, and sighed softly.

    It turned out that he couldn't get rid of his previous life completely, he couldn't ignore Liu Chongming's affairs, and he couldn't be like Liu Chongming.

    Liu Chongming may really be his doom.

    When Liu Chongming hurried back to the Houfu Flower Hall, the dinner party had already been set, and the three of them were waiting for him.

    The Hou Liuwei of Anding is in the top seat. Although he is old, he does not look old because of his self-cultivation and self-cultivation all the year round.

    On his left hand side sat the lady, there was only one mistress in the house, and there was no concubine, but the two were always indifferent and distant.

    Mrs. Liu greeted her son to sit down, and asked a series of questions about the recent situation, but Marquis Anding stopped talking.

    After greeting his parents, he was greeted by his third brother Liu Qingchi before taking his seats.

    The Marquis of Anding dropped the chopsticks first, and the other three moved.

    Routine meeting, there is nothing to say, except for Liu Qingchi to start a small talk with him, he always bowed his head to eat silently, as if he is there or not there is no difference.

    This made him always think of the time when his eldest brother was still there, and it was not until he did not have the eldest brother to shield him from all the unpleasant things outside, he realized that the family was so broken and broken, and everyone looked like only themselves.

    Even his younger brother, who used to play with his eldest brother, is no longer close to him.

    The dinner table was as quiet as usual, and his father occasionally asked about his homework, which made Liu Zhongming feel ashamed secretly.

    My father believed him, so he allowed him to move to another hospital, and sent back the homework he had done every few days for his father to check. He also slept in the afternoon, but he was inevitably guilty.

    Mrs. Liu couldn't intervene in their words. She babbled a few times to prevent Liu Weizheng from repeating these old-fashioned questions. Liu Weizheng reprimanded several times in displeasure, but failed to stop Madam Liu from interjecting, so she fell silent.

    Liu Qingchi finished the meal quickly, left a sentence coldly, and left the table: "Mother, the second brother's schoolwork is more important than food and clothing, haven't you figured it out yet? "

    Mrs. Liu threw her chopsticks behind him: "I asked you to read a book just to talk back to me? Your husband taught the first filial piety, so you are so filial?"

    Liu Qingchi left early and disappeared.

    Liu Chongming silently glanced at the empty seat and accelerated the speed of eating.

    It's always been like this, the father who became silent in the mother's domineering chatter, the younger brother who became more and more acerbic, and the strong mother who never knew what her sons wanted.

    He was glad that he still had a place to escape, and also knew that his father let him move to another courtyard because of what.

    "Chongming, come back only once in a few days, eat more," Mrs. Liu put vegetables in his bowl and watched him eat with a smile: "Let's move back, mother can also Take good care of you."

    "No, it's fine over there." He responded lightly.

    Mrs. Liu also knew that she could not tell him, so she had no choice but to give up: "Have some steamed cheese after dinner, my mother made it for you today."

    This is Liu Chongming's favorite sweets, he nodded, and for some reason, he shook his head erratically.

     "Pack it up, I'll take it back to eat, I want two bowls."

    Before he reached the door of the bedroom, he saw the inner courtyard housekeeper standing under the eaves, holding an iron rope in his hand, and a thin figure kneeling beside the housekeeper.

    "Your Highness," the butler hurriedly asked, "Where should he be sent?"

    Liu Chongming walked in a hurry, without instructing Qu Chenzhou where to go, the housekeeper could not make up his mind, so he could only wait here.

    "He doesn't have a room?"

    Every time he came out of the depressed Hou Mansion, Liu Chongming was in a very bad mood.

    The housekeeper did not dare to ask more questions, and responded quickly: "Yes, I will send him back."

    "Wait a minute," Liu Chongming was thinking about the food box in his hand, and turned around: "You go back first, let him in."

    Qu Chenzhou's eyes moved from the shadow on the ground to the bright light at the door, he propped himself on the ground and stood up with difficulty. Although this kind of thing is commonplace for him, after kneeling for a long time, his legs are still numb.

    Liu Chongming stood at the door and watched him stand up staggeringly, went down the steps a few steps, and stretched out his hand to him: "In this courtyard in the future, I will not kneel."

    The temperature of his hands clasped unscrupulously, he lowered his head, not daring to let people see the flushed corners of his eyes.

    "Thank you for waking me up this afternoon."

    Liu Chongming pointed out the position for Qu Chenzhou to sit down, and then put the food box on the table.

    He knew that the afternoon was the first time he woke up and was confused. On the way to the Hou Mansion, he couldn't help but recall the look he saw when he first opened his eyes.

    Tender, affectionate, sad, painful…

    Many indescribable complex entanglements were in that glimpse, but at the moment they looked at each other, all the surging emotions seemed to be locked by the door that slammed shut.

    Qu Chenzhou, who was pushed to the ground by him, returned to his indifferent and calm look, and he wouldn't even defend himself.

    Eyes can't deceive people. He feels that if he is not mistaken, the other party must know him.

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