When Shi Yi thinks about Xianyu, someone always comes to disturb her.

Wei Dong has been feeling uneasy lately, as he always dreams about Xie Jiu's childhood.

Little Xie Jiu always hid himself and called him, "Weidong, you are done hiding, come find me now."

Wei Dong in the dream clearly heard the voice nearby, but he couldn't find it after searching everywhere. He searched around anxiously and walked around everywhere.

"Where are you? Where are you..."

Wei Dong was sweating profusely, breathing heavily, and suddenly sat up with his chest heaving violently - he was awakened by the rush again.

Xie Jiu took a towel to wipe his sweat. Wei Dong instinctively dodged. Xie Jiu's hand stopped in place and he looked at Wei Dong in disbelief.

Wei Dong also felt that he was being too aggressive, so he quickly took the towel and wiped himself a few times, then returned it to him and lay down again and closed his eyes.

Xie Jiu stood beside the bed and looked at the person whose eyelashes were still fluttering.

Weidong, what are you afraid of?

Ever since he entered the customs, he felt that Weidong was not normal.

Without the pleasure of being together on the grassland, it seemed as if there was always something between them, preventing him from getting close to Wei Dong's heart.

Is Weidong's body rejecting himself now?

Why is that?

Xie Jiu felt very uncomfortable.

But he didn't dare to ask, fearing that he wouldn't be able to answer Wei Dong's questions.

Xie Jiu put the towel aside, turned back to his bed and lay down. After a while he whispered:

"Did you just have a nightmare? Was it me you were yelling for?"

Wei Dong couldn't help swallowing his saliva. He opened his eyes and said softly:

"It's not a nightmare. I dreamed that when we were little, we were playing at your house, and you suddenly hid away and asked me to find you."

His voice was a little unstable, and he said aggrievedly:

"I found you very quickly, but in my dream, I could only hear you calling me, but I couldn't find you. Where...did you go?"

Xie Jiu listened to Wei Dong's words, and huge waves surged in his heart. He was so bitter that he couldn't utter a word. He felt as if his heart was hit hard several times, and the pain made his breathing unstable.

Weidong, is it really me you are looking for?

Or, are you finally starting to doubt me?

Weidong, you...really want to kill me.

A tear slid down the side of his face that was pressed against the pillow and was quickly absorbed by the pillow.

Wei Dong didn't say anything else, and Xie Jiu was also silent. The air in the room seemed to be much thicker, making it difficult to breathe.

Xie Jiu doesn't like this depressing feeling.

He has two selves and two perspectives in his mind.

One said: Just tell him, he has already started to suspect, it is better to confess now than to be discovered by him.

The other one hurriedly stopped him and said anxiously: "You can't say it, you know it all, don't you? Weidong will only accept Xie Jiu, and you are not him, you are the King of Dongshan!"

Weidong doesn't like dealing with the powerful, so you have no chance at all as the King of Dongshan.

Do you want to lose him? If not, then you can only be grateful for the long-term loss.

Will I have a chance if I do Xie Jiu?

Wei Dong is so smart, if he wants to know the truth, he will know it soon. Even if he wants to be Xie Jiu, how many days can he do it?

This was the first time that King Dongshan felt so sad since he was a child. The mountain above his head seemed like a knife was hanging, which could fall at any time. He could only watch helplessly from below.

Can't do anything.

I don't want to lose him, I don't want to lie to him.

At this moment, the identity of King Dongshan made him extremely disgusted, and he would rather be Xie Jiu, who had nothing.

Weidong's breathing gradually became steady, he must have fallen asleep.

King Dongshan slowly stood up and got out of bed silently. He walked to Weidong's bed without wearing shoes, sat down sideways, lay gently behind Weidong, and hugged Weidong's waist from behind.

Hugging him together with the quilt, he rested his forehead on Weidong's back and whispered softly:

"Weidong, don't leave me, don't leave me..." He said it over and over again, and he kept saying it until he fell asleep.

This night seems so long...

It is two hearts that are suffering.

On the second day, Wei Dong brought Xie Jiu to the still dilapidated little village. He came to the door of his home and saw that someone else was already living there.

Weidong said nothing and walked away silently.

Turning to the door of Xie Jiu's house, he saw that the rusty iron lock was still locked on the door. The low wall of the house was in tatters. Wei Dong found a gap and got in easily.

He stood in the yard, looking at this simple house, which was already in tatters. A house without anyone living in it would quickly fall into disrepair due to the lack of popularity.

That’s what the old people say.

He opened the door, which was not locked. There was nothing valuable in the house, just a few old clothes and rough wooden furniture.

I never realized before that this place is so simple.

There was thick dust inside and outside the house. Wei Dong entered a small room, which was Xie Jiu's bedroom. There was a small table next to the window.

This is the desk where Xie Jiu wrote when he was a child, but it is of no use most of the time.

Because even if he was writing the homework left by the teacher, he would stay in Weidong's study.

But most of the time he would not write if he could avoid it, otherwise his mother would not have chased him all over the street with a stick. Xie Jiu ran very fast and his mother could never catch up with him.

Xie Jiuniang learned her lesson later. When she couldn't catch up with him, she would wait at the door of her house, hoping to cure him of his bad habit of not liking to study.

Whether Xie Jiu can go home depends on the situation.

If his mother was bluffing, he would climb over the wall and go home, secretly hide in his own room, and then lock the door to prevent his mother from coming in and punishing him.

If his mother was really angry, the small broken door of his room would not be able to stop her, and he could only hide in Weidong's room. His mother probably would not run into Weidong's room to catch him.

Over time, Xie Jiu would always go to Wei Dong's room to act like a spoiled brat.

Weidong also tried his best to help him finish his homework to prevent him from being beaten by his mother.

It's strange. Xie Jiu can finish his homework very quickly in Weidong's room, but he can't put pen to paper for a long time in his own room.

At that time, Xie Jiu complained that his house was not as good as Weidong's house in any way.

Seeing that he could learn a few words in Weidong's room, Xie Jiuniang turned a blind eye to his behavior of not going home and tacitly approved of it.

Whenever Xie Jiuniang had something delicious, she would eagerly bring it to them. When she saw the two children studying together, she always smiled and spoke in a much softer voice.

I was afraid of disturbing the children who were studying.

She herself had never been to school and was illiterate, so she hoped even more that her son could have some knowledge.

She would be grateful as long as her son was willing to study.

Therefore, this bedroom and this small table in Xie Jiu's house often became decorations.

Weidong's parents still liked Xie Jiu, the naughty child, very much. After all, although the child was naughty, he knew his limits and never disturbed Weidong from studying.