little turtle in pocket

In the year [-] AD.Although it is late autumn, the noon sun in the south is still scorching, making people and animals wilt.

Everyone in the production team was taking a lunch break, and only one person's computer was still tirelessly beeping.

A hand stretched out from the side and directly pressed the power switch.

"Hey!"

Wen Nuo frowned and turned his head away, but swallowed back the cursing words after seeing the person coming.

The man with delicate eyebrows pecked lightly on his lips, and handed over a lunch box and a cup: "Eat quickly, if there is a drop of soup left, PP!"

"Oh."

Wen Nuo seemed to be used to men talking like this, so he picked up the lunch box obediently.

The person on the reclining chair next to him who was pretending to sleep with a sun hat covering his face suddenly sighed: "Wu Ming, you are the only one who can subdue my nephew."

The young man named Wu Ming smiled, and rubbed his left hand on the shoulder of the child who was buried in eating: "Don't talk about Director Qian like that, Xiao Nuo is actually quite obedient, but he just doesn't know how to take care of himself."

Director Qian didn't answer, he didn't know if he didn't agree or fell asleep again.

Wen Nuo, whose mouth was full of food, said vaguely, "Brother Ming, I heard that Jin Chengshen is going to join our crew."

Wu Ming raised his eyebrows slightly: "Really?" He glanced at the sun hat meaningfully.

Wen Nuo looked up: "But your role is even more brilliant."

"Eat your meal, it's troublesome!" Wu Ming slapped him on the back of the head, and slapped the child's face into the lunch box.

AD [-].The sky, which had been gloomy for a long time, finally began to rain. The raindrops hit the pillars of the eaves, and the splashed water splashed on the corners of the temples, bringing a little bit of coolness.

Sitting on the guardrail of the gazebo, Wu Ming turned his head to look at the young man beside him who was concentrating on the dripping water on the eaves, and raised his hand to brush his long hair wet by the rain: "Where's your hairpin?"

The boy lowered his head indifferently, and replied casually: "I don't know."

Wu Ming smiled silently, broke off a branch from the rose bush next to the pavilion, and brushed off the sharp thorns and broken leaves: "Turn around."

There is an inexplicable power in this man that people can't help but trust. Relying on that gentleness and calmness, it seems that the wandering heart has found a home since then.

Tucking up a simple bun and fixing it with flower branches, Wu Ming patted the young man on the shoulder: "It's done."

Turning his head to meet that calm and gentle smile again, Wen Nuo felt that most of the irritability and depression in his heart had been miraculously eliminated, and thanked him in a low voice.

Very special child.Wu Ming looked at that quiet silhouette, and felt as if something had grabbed his heart severely.

"Won't it be cold if you wear this lightly?"

The back of his hand was covered with warmth, Wen Nuo was slightly startled, and dodged to the side: "No, it's not cold."

"Don't be afraid." Wu Ming stretched out his arms and held the young man's hand tightly in his palm, "You were only five years old when you were sent from Chu State, so maybe you don't remember it anymore. But I remember, I remember the moment you got on the carriage. The last question is --- when will Mommy wake up?"

There was a long silence.Only palms and palms are conveying warmth.

In the end, it was Wu Ming's sigh that broke the silence: "Ten years in a blink of an eye-------are they treating you well?" Judging by your appearance, the answer is no.

The teenager answered irrelevantly: "I killed my mother."

Wu Ming was shocked: "What did you say?"

The young man dripped water on the eaves again, his voice erratic as if he was talking to himself: "They say that I am a lone star who will kill everyone who treats me well."

"Nonsense!" Anger finally appeared on Wu Ming's usually gentle face. "It's your misfortune to lose your family, not your fault! How can those bastards say that? Are their hearts made of stone?"

He was still about to say something more, when a deep voice sounded behind them: "General Wu, you really know how to search for purity, it makes it easier for me to find it!"

General!Wen Nuo widened his eyes in surprise and looked at the gentle and elegant scholar-looking guest from Chu country, who met his gaze with a slight smile and stood up: "Let me introduce you, this is His Highness Gan Zihao. Hao, he is Wen Nuo. Speaking of which, you are also cousins."

Gan Zihao smiled politely when he heard the words, revealing a mouthful of white and neat teeth, matched with perfect facial features, if on the streets of the capital city, it would be enough to make all the girls faint with excitement on the spot.

Unfortunately, His Highness's eyes were cold: "Cousin? I haven't heard of it."