The Sick Villain Just Want to Live

The voice came from overhead, and after reacting to what the man said, Zhu Tong's face immediately burned.

Where do you sleep? sleep here?

If someone told him to sleep in a bed with him before, he must have tried his best to lift him off.

But now it is Shao Ming who is saying this. Those principles that he adhered to in the past have been made exceptions many times in front of Shao Ming.

He does not like others to be too close to him, and does not like to establish physical contact with people.

Sometimes Zhu Tong thinks that he is actually territorial, just like some small animals.

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

At home, servants could not enter his room without permission, and even if they did, they could not move his bed. He didn't even mind being touched by others, but now Shao Ming is sitting beside 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 "under him".

Shao Ming repeated: "Can I sleep here?"

Zhu Tong's breathing was stagnant, and he blinked: "You..."

This is still an unreliable method!

Suddenly there is one more person on the bed, can I sleep well?

Moreover, this "human-shaped pillow" is uneven and hard, and it is not as soft as his own pillow!

He should decisively refuse.

However, the opening was: "My bed is not as spacious as yours, you will be crowded when you sleep here..."

"Then you can sleep in my room."

Zhu Tong: "…"

He didn't mean it that way.

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

Shao Ming said: "I sleep well, and I won't wake up in an earthquake."

Zhu Tong: "…"

So exaggerated?

"But…"

He was still hesitant.

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

He doesn't like sleeping with Shao Ming? It doesn't seem to have either.

It's just an indescribable awkwardness that makes me nervous when I think 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 watch Zhu Tong before and after he went to bed. His sleeping posture didn't change much, and he didn't have a bad sleeping appearance at all.

So... not willing?

But the young master's current reaction doesn't look like rejection or disgust. His eyes are dodging, with a bit of helpless resistance that he can't get up, people can't help but think about it.

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

Why are you still praying?

Zhu Tong's heart skipped a beat and said, "No, no, no, I didn't sleep well before, it must be because my posture was not adjusted properly, it's not a problem with the pillow, you don't need to..."

"I just want to take care of you."

"…"

ah?

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 B&B?

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

I wish Tong Wei stunned.

Compensation... do you need to sleep together?

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

Zhu Tong was startled, and subconsciously wanted to sit up with his body propped up.

Shao Ming held his waist and said, "Just take it like this."

"…"

So how will he take it?

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

Zhu Tong couldn't help laughing: "Do your ears have an automatic switch function?"

Is it necessary 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 your ears with your hands and lie on top of him 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 what the state of the two was now. He took out the phone from under the pillow, glanced at the caller ID, and pressed his head to answer: "Hello, grandpa."

Shao Ming: "…"

The easy address made his body froze.

No matter how hard it is, it's not even a phone call from an elder.

Is it too late for him to let go now?

A person's calm and solemn voice had already rang on the phone: "Are you injured?"

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

Zhu Tongxiang: Grandpa knows? When did grandpa know about it? Uncle Liu's big mouth! Shao Ming, are you alright?

When he looked up, he saw a stiff smile on his face.

People have always blamed themselves. Now, when he hears the "questioning" of his elders, what kind of guilt does he have to feel?

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

Zhu Tong's heart was tense, he lost his mobile phone in a hurry, raised his index fingers with both hands, plugged Shao Ming's ear with one side, then lowered his head and said to the mobile phone: "It's okay, little injury, you don't have to worry about it, grandpa. It's almost healed, and you know that 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 sound in his head. He widened his eyes, and then saw the person in front of him staring at the phone, lips that kept turning on.

Slightly anxious expression, slightly urgent breath, because of the closed hearing, other senses become very obvious, especially the warm touch in the cochlea.

The fingertips are soft, the nails are trimmed and round, and the fingertips fit perfectly with his external ear canal, and he can clearly hear his own heartbeat that is getting heavier and heavier.

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

Zhu Tong only focused on dealing with his grandfather, and felt the hand on his waist tightened "uneasily", but just tilted his head and glanced.

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

"…"

Zhu Tong: Pills.

Uncle Liu has made it all clear.

And grandpa's tone sounded a bit gnashing of teeth!

He wouldn't blame Shao Ming, would he?

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

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

three days later?

Zhu Tong didn't even think about it, and blurted out, "No way!"

The phone was silent.

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

Zhu Tong paused for a moment, then calmed down again: "Grandpa, I... I still have things to do here. Our school held a red song chorus competition. It's the first time I've participated in a group activity when I'm so old. , can I come back to check after the game?"

"…"

Soft tone, with pleading.

Cheng Qingsong was silent for a while,

Helplessly sighed, the old man's voice was a bit vicissitudes, "After the game is over, I will let someone pick you up."

Zhu Tong: "…"

This is a non-negotiable tone.

Zhu Tong couldn't tell what his emotions were in his heart. When he returned to City A for inspection, he agreed to Uncle Liu on the day he was injured on horseback. Grandpa was worried that he would let him go back. .

And there is Qin Junhong's stubble. Now that his favorability is over half, there is no risk in going back.

But why did he refuse?

It seems a little reluctant.

Are you reluctant to chorus competition? certainly not.

Zhu Tong unconsciously wanted to tighten his hands, but suddenly felt that the touch was not right. When he looked up, he realized how ambiguous the distance between the two was now.

He quickly tried to withdraw his hand, but his wrist was caught.

He maintained the posture of holding his hands beside 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 he finished speaking, Uncle Liu froze at the door.

…

In a high-end apartment somewhere in City A, Cheng Qingsong hung up the call to Zhu Tong, his heavy face did not improve. On the computer screen in front of him, the pictures sent to him by Uncle Liu were displayed... two with wounds on their backs photo comparison chart.

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

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

The family doctor in charge of conditioning Zhu Tong said in broken Chinese: "Yes, Mr. Cheng, Young Master Tong is born with poor blood coagulation function. According to the symptoms described by Mr. Liu, although this wound is not deep, it is necessary to think about it. Clotting shouldn't be so easy."

However, the reality is that the doctor in the county town successfully stopped the bleeding with the simplest method, and the bleeding was stopped very quickly.

Cheng Qingsong originally thought that when Tongtong went to school in that small county town, the reason why his health improved was that his happy mood had improved his heart problems, but he had never heard of people who were in a good mood and could change their physique.

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

Just being in a better mood can make a person have such a big change?

Cheng Qingsong couldn't help but feel doubts.

The family doctor said beside him: "It is difficult to give a precise medical explanation for Young Master Tong's current situation. I suggest that Young Master Tong come back for an examination as soon as possible."

"…"

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

Listening to the voice on the phone was full of energy, refusing him to return to City A was called a quick one, and softly pleading with him was called a skilled and well-founded one.

When did Mr. Cheng meet... No, have you heard of such a vivid appearance of your grandson?

In the past, every time they called, Tongtong was always well-behaved and steady, quietly erecting an invisible barrier between their grandparents and grandchildren, making people distressed and inaccessible.

But now Tongtong is still bargaining with him?

What red. Song chorus competition? He still doesn't know that his grandson dislikes crowded places the most? Refusing to come back to City A is probably because of the boy he saved!

He didn't have any opinion on Shao Ming, but he sent his grandson to Gongshui County, not to let him block the knife for others.

Thinking of Cheng Qingsong's brows slightly frowned.

How could a kid still in high school be attacked with a knife?

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

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

- Check out who met the kid outside the cafe.

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

He witnessed a very shocking scene.

Probably because the authorities were obsessed with bystanders, Zhu Tong was accustomed to physical contact by being hugged and hugged by Shao Ming. When he was held down by Shao Ming in his arms, he did not realize what was wrong with him lying in someone else's arms.

But this scene was different for Uncle Liu.

Because of the position, because of the position, Uncle Liu's perspective from the door is... His young master threw him on the bed.

Not only did he throw the man down, but he also held the man's face with both hands.

Shao Ming grabbed Zhu Tong's wrist with both hands, and he couldn't tell whether he wanted to hold it or pull it away.

This scene looks very much like his young master is asking someone for a kiss.

Soo! kiss? !

Does the young master remember that he was a wounded himself?

Do you know that he still has an injury on his back and can't move around?

That kid who slipped back from class, even accompanied the young master to make a fool of himself! What if the wound is open?

It's just a real beauty... No, the blue face is a disaster!

But what should he do now? To drag people out and kill them? Will the young master die with him?

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

When Zhu Tong heard the voice, he turned his head, only to see Uncle Liu's expression like being struck by lightning.

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

Uncle Liu: "…"

He is blind.

Blind.

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

Shao Ming's body was so dry as if he had been poured a basin of cold water by Uncle Liu, and his reason returned to the cage.

He just didn't rely on his hands to support him, and he easily sat up from the head of the bed with a person still on his body.

Zhu Tong couldn't help but sigh when he was helping him to sit up... Well, his waist strength is really good.

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

"…"

After Shao Ming helped him up and sat 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 palm tightened, and someone grabbed his hand.

Zhu Tong looked up at him, hesitating to speak.

Shao Ming smiled and said, "What's wrong?"

Zhu Tong hesitated: "You... sleep on my side today?"

Shao Ming: "…"

Uncle Liu: "!"

What did the young master just say?

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

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

Shao Ming raised his eyebrows slightly.

He thought it was over.

Is this... a surprise?

He put it away when he saw it, 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 himself holding Shao Ming's hand... This is an embarrassing scene of reluctance to say anything.

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

Shao Ming seemed to want to keep the warmth of his palms, he clenched his palms for a moment, 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 out, but Zhu Tong suddenly stopped him.

Just as he was about to ask what the young master was going 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 yet!

No, why did the young master tell him not to blame that kid? Is he admitting in disguise that he just took the initiative?

Zhu Tong said again: "You know that boys of our age are very sensitive, what I do is my own decision, he doesn't know what I'm going to do in advance, he has already blamed himself, you don't always blame him cold face."

Grandpa just called. Although he didn't blame anything, he was obviously angry. Otherwise, why would he be so eager to let him go back to City A?

I don't know if Shao Ming has thought too much, will he be in a bad mood?

Uncle Liu: "…"

He was in a very complicated mood.

What is their young master who was sold and helped the people with money?

Just the look in the boy's eyes when he just came in, he can't wait to swallow his life.

If he doesn't keep his face cold, the next second, the kid will slap his nose on his face and cook the raw rice!

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

On 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 looked numb: "Okay."

After receiving a positive answer, Zhu Tong finally breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head and said, "Then Uncle Liu... Do you have anything else to do?"

Is this the start of the eviction order? !

Uncle Liu looked outside the door of the room, and then looked at the boy who had a messy collar on the bed (which rubbed against him when he fell down). Watching these two sleep?

No, he didn'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 phone calls when he was sleeping. Now that this worry is gone, he can only vaguely warn: "Master, you have to pay attention to your body."

Zhu Tong nodded: "I see."

Didn't Qiu Shaoping arrest them all? He didn't have to go to the second time to block the knife.

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

Zhu Tong lowered his head and took the phone, suddenly remembering that Shao Ming said "I want to take care of him" before, he moved in his heart and reminded: "By the way, Uncle Liu, will you ask Shao Ming to bring me a glass of water?"

Uncle Liu, who had just left the room, almost stumbled.

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

Is this a hint? Suggesting that people hurry back to the room?

Was the young master such a clingy person before?

Uncle Liu was helpless.

Wouldn't it really be a problem for him to leave these two alone?

When leaving the room, Shao Ming sat alone in the living room in a daze.

He was a little dry in his heart, and Uncle Liu's attitude was not enough to calm the fire that he had just been teased out.

The ears that were suddenly plugged, the hands that the man put up on his own initiative, and the momentary worried look made him a little hard to control.

At that time, 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 strong sense of cleanliness and boundaries, he actually promised to sleep in a bed with him... Shao Ming couldn't help but laugh out of his mouth.

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

"?"

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

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

Shao Ming: "…"

Is the temperature just right?

When Uncle Liu saw that he didn't move, Meifeng frowned: "Take it in."

"…"

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

He was trying his best to restrain himself, and this smile inevitably brought a little sincere feeling.

Uncle Liu saw that he laughed like a cat that stole the fish, and his beating hand was about to move.

But thinking of the young master who was still waiting in the room, he endured it again, snorted with a sullen face, and turned to go out.

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

Shao Ming walked over and said, "I went out angrily."

Zhu Tong: "?"

Exasperated?

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

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

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

Maybe it's the same feeling as the old husband after seeing the child abducted?

Shao Ming raised his lips slightly.

Since he was always different from the outside, Zhu Tong Leng saw a bit of a forced smile on his face, and couldn't help but feel a little tight, "That..."

Shao Ming immediately raised his eyes: "Huh?"

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

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

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

Thinking of his previous actions, Zhu Tong couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed: "I was..."

He was just afraid that Shao Ming would think more about what his grandfather said when he heard angry words. If he knew that his grandfather was so "reasonable", he didn't need to block people's ears at that time.

He coughed and said, "I want to say that my grandfather called, not because of my injury, but because it was time for my review. He was worried about me and asked me to go back for the check."

After Zhu Tong drank the water, he held the water glass in his hand. Seeing that he didn't seem to want to drink any more, Shao Ming was about to help him put the water glass on the desk. Hearing the words, he stretched out his hand for a while and raised his eyes, "You ... going back to City A?"

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