summer breeze

When Wen Wen opened his eyes, he felt that he had entered heaven, and the surrounding lights were warm yellow, which was too warm and beautiful, as if it could shine into the depths of people's hearts and wash away the stains.

Blinking again, she whispered softly: "Grandma, I have come to heaven, and I can be with you now."

Wen Xu flipped through the French book in her hand, but she didn't want to, since she saw the fool open her eyes, she hasn't turned a page.

"Uh-huh, uh-huh." Wen Xu coughed and opened his mouth first, this big fool, sleeping on his bed, covered with his quilt, didn't even say thank you!

Turning his head gently, the young man's head was slightly lowered, his whole body was shrouded in the light, and he was wearing an apricot yellow and milky white knit sweater.

It's so warm and beautiful, like an angel!He is indeed in heaven.

Finally, Wen Xu couldn't stand the nakedness, so he stared straight at him, and didn't want to think about who changed him into clean clothes, helped him to lie down, and adjusted the lights so that he could sleep better!Throwing the book on the table, he gritted his teeth and said, "Don't go too far, since you're awake, go back to your room."

"Angel, so beautiful, I like it." Wen Wen didn't seem to hear it, and walked barefoot to the boy, feeling like a positive magnet met a negative magnet, attracting each other until they stuck together without gaps.

Wen Xu became angry when he heard it, he was challenging his bottom line again and again!Pulling off the quilt, he growled: "What are you talking about? I can't guarantee how gentle I will be to you."

Wen Wenxu was really immersed in his own paradise, and leaned on it desperately, his shoulders were not very broad, but they were surprisingly fragrant and soft: "Angel, you are so fragrant and soft. Hehehehe... .”

Wen Xu's blue veins exploded "suddenly", if he could endure this, he would be ashamed of his young master's name.

Throwing people back on the bed, what is his name!But I didn't want to, the pain came one after another.

Wen Wen was awakened by the fall, he, he seemed to have done something terrible to Xiaoxu!Leaping up, grabbing Wen Xu's hands: "I'm sorry, young master, I'm sorry!"

The wound hurt even more, but it was well covered up because the sleeves were too long, Wen Nuan just wanted to blow his head off and see what was inside!Is it true that someone cut off a tendon that can read words and colors? !But Wen Xu is a stubborn person, and he would never speak up about this small injury in person until someone else finds out about it.

After a gentle apology, he finally had a better understanding.Watching Xiaoxu's movement of biting her lower lip, the cold sweat that keeps slipping, is there pain?He loosened his gripped hands in an instant, and carefully opened the large knitted sleeves—a lot of white gauze was attached to the back of his hands, stuck by the special adhesive tape, but it was too messy, one piece here, one piece there.

Panting lightly, the adhesive tape was easier to tear off, but the gauze stuck to it, probably because the innermost wound was not treated properly.Seeing that Xiao Xu's obviously beautiful hands are now in such a mess, I can't help feeling sour and soft.

Xiaoxu's room has always been tidied by him, so after letting Xiaoxu sit down, he immediately found the family medicine box, and threw the gauze and tape that he finally got off into the trash can.The wound had already pus due to improper treatment, and it looked extremely hideous on the fair skin.

He can't fail to see the distress and blame immediately when the man finds his wound, but why is there such a little, a little bit of happiness?

The air seemed to have been dredged, and it became crispy and loose. Wen Xu was actually a little addicted to it, and had no intention of opening her mouth, and the pain was nothing at all.

It's just that this boy is his pet, and there's nothing wrong with enjoying his services.

After washing the dirt around the wound with warm water, there were even a few pieces of broken glass mixed in, and the pain increased a bit.Wen Wen has been exhaling on the wound, hoping that it will not hurt so much, apply disinfectant alcohol, and finally stick an OK bandage to treat it.Uncle Li told him before that the young master's affairs are the young master's affairs, and servants are not qualified to intervene.

But he still couldn't help it after all, he felt that Xiao Xu was obviously good before, and when he stood up for him in school, he only used his legs and rarely touched anything with his hands.Opened his mouth; "Master, how did the wound come from?"

Wen Xu stared at the smiling face on OK's bandage, feeling stupid, but he would never tell Wen Wen that he heard him lying on the bed asking for water, so he ran into the kitchen excitedly and poured a glass of water from the kettle The water, I didn't know it was very hot, I took the cup and threw it away.At that time, the servants had already fallen asleep, maybe it was the first time to take care of others, he felt so excited, he took a book and watched them for a long time without sleeping.

So I had to deal with the debris in that area. The large pieces were picked up in the trash can, and the rest were stuck in the meat, and there were several cut marks.At first I thought it was just a few blood marks, and he is a man, so it didn't matter, but I didn't know that it would hurt so much after a few minutes, and it felt like it pierced into my heart again and again.

It took me a long time to even find a medicine box, let alone bandages.

Wen Xu just feels very unlucky, and it's not all because of you!He really couldn't say this sentence, he felt it was too hypocritical.I don't think it's my fault that I'm 17 years old, but I don't know that the kettle is hot water.

Wen Wen somewhat understood Xiao Xu's awkward temper, sighed but said seriously: "Young master, you can ask the servant to send me back to my room. It's so late, go to bed quickly, and you have to go to school tomorrow. What's wrong with you in the future?" If you understand something, you can ask me, don't be reckless. It will make people worry, you know?"

Although Wen Xu is, uh, not very able to take care of herself in life.But he is quite good at communication. After understanding the juvenile's miscellaneous words, he couldn't help but say: "Well, it's my fault to play with you as a fool. You can just accompany me to study and take care of me in the future. I won't I'm thinking about a role or not, a fool is not a fool." Perhaps, it feels good to be worried.

"Master, what is the role?"

He was a little funny, isn't this what a fool is?I don't even know some basic terms.He raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Look, what is it that you are not a fool? The role is that you are not yourself, and you go to be another person." Although he still called out the fool, the malice in it was really unfeelable, There is a lot of relaxation and joy in opening your heart.

Of course Wen Wen heard it, and laughed outright, scratching his head, indescribably stupid.

"Then young master, go to sleep. I will help you see if the wound is better tomorrow."

"Yeah." Wen Xu lay on the bed, the wound didn't hurt so much anymore, he was just thinking about what kind of person this Wen Wen who broke in recklessly was.

When I met him on the street at first, his dull eyes and roaring in his throat really looked like a fool, which made him playful.Take it home, wash it and put on suitable clothes, I just don't think it's that bad, at least it won't be so boring with someone by my side.When I went to school, I noticed that he could be so gentle even to a woman who hurt him. When he saw the other party's clothes were disheveled, he would give the other party his own clothes.When being scolded, he will not resist, and will not say a word, but he will cry when he is impatient, and he will cry and fall asleep when he doesn't think about the situation.He will express his inner longing when he is confused, he is so gentle when taking care of others, and he does not look dull at all when dealing with wounds.Even the air has become different, warm.

In fact, he has also paid attention to the gentle appearance. The nose and eyebrows are actually a bit harsh when viewed alone, but they are softened by the eyes.

Is this really a "fool"?

"Master, the light in the young master's room has not been turned off. His new servant is in his room." Uncle Li reported to Father Wen who was processing the documents.

Father Wen didn't show his annoyance that masters and servants are different, but just rubbed his temples: "Don't you think it's a bit similar? I really can't forget it."

"At first I thought it was the same, but I didn't have the same personality in my bones. On the contrary, I looked very much like the... madam who was driven away 16 years ago." Uncle Li hesitated when talking about his wife, because back then The scene in this scene is too tragic and unforgettable, like a needle in the heart of someone who has seen or experienced it, not too big or too small, just stuck in the most painful position, pulling it out, it is like there is no dam The blocking torrent, no matter what... can't be resisted.

"I don't know if she's okay." Father Wen put on his glasses again, covering up the invisible sadness in his eyes, and sighed lightly, "Perhaps, fate really exists."

Uncle Li couldn't answer any more, so he bowed and retreated.

fate?Does it really exist?

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I haven't saved the manuscript, I will finish it quickly, it won't be very long :-D