General Hugh wants me to have a child II: I am not a victim

In the wooden house in the forest, there are no lights from the past, only the corner stove is shining red, emitting this billowing heat, the flames on the overlapping two people on the kang are even better than the fire on the stove.

The person at the top was violently restless for half a moment, and the person at the bottom was convulsed while trembling, and the sound of begging for mercy and low sobbing disappeared at the same time. past.

Feeling the change of the person in his arms, Jushang suddenly bowed his head forward, and quickly evacuated after being released. Chi knelt down beside the person who caused the mischief. After careful inspection, he knew that his lover was only exhausted, so he was relieved. , covered the man with a quilt, with a contented smile on the corner of his mouth, he reached out and touched his sleeping lover's neck, which was a bit sticky due to sweating.

The tall man stole some incense on the man's cheek, and with a smile, he rolled over and got out of bed, lit the oil lamp, put on his clothes, picked up the wooden basin in the house, filled half a basin of cold water outside, and transferred to the wooden house. Most of the water in the copper pot on the stove was poured out. After testing the temperature, I threw the white towel on the shelf into the basin to soak it, and went back to the kang, put down the basin, and took out the soaked veil. Wring it dry, and began to wipe the man's body. After wiping, the fire ignited in his body again. Bi Shengke scolded himself as a beast in his heart, and kept calm and continued to wipe the man's body.

Because of using the bosom, none of the essence that Bi Shengke vented in Song Nuo's body flowed out. Bi Shengke was just holding back his anger, but when it got rubbed there, he even closed his eyes and looked at it. He only wiped the veil twice, then took his hand back, slumped on the bed and gasped, not noticing that when he wiped the place just now, the body of the unconscious person trembled from the stimulation one time.

After Bi Shengke's condition subsided, he picked up the veil and opened it to wash it in the water, but found that there were some dazzling red spots on it. I slapped myself, jumped out of bed and went to the medicine box to give the man medicine...

Everyone must really want to know why Nuonuo was made to bleed. In fact, the thing is like this. In view of the fact that Comrade Song Nuo was very upset when he was eaten and wiped off by a man for the first time when he used it for the first time, the culprit began to torture him. A certain man, but it turned out that he never expected, the man threw him down in a cluster, this time he didn’t eat twice, why twice, because the first time, the man’s speed was too fast and he forgot Important things, when the two of them remembered this matter, they had already been done.

At that time, Nuonuo said a word, words that all men can't bear, the stimulating man's bestiality relapsed, and he couldn't help but stuff his bosom into someone's still warm mouth, and was completely eaten by himself, then Then repeat the footsteps of Ke Ke the day before.

Under the flush of happiness for the second time, Nuonuo fell into a coma. In a trance, he had a dream, a long, long dream, or maybe it wasn't a dream at all, but a long-forgotten memory was revived... …

In the noisy Nightless Street, the sound of the small shop is still deafening in the night. Four or five little girls from high school point to the two men not far in front of them and whisper and laugh, their faces are shy pink.

The two men who are being watched, one is slightly taller and the other is slightly shorter, the taller one has a heroic face, a handsome face with sharp edges and corners, the light in his eyes is full of arrogance and contempt, and there is a dazzling golden mole in the corner of his eye, His hands are domineeringly resting on the waist of the slightly shorter boy beside him, and the smirk on the corner of his mouth is looming; being held by the waist of a tall man, that neutral and beautiful face is full of cuddling and obedience, when he looks at the man's face, the corner of his mouth With this happy smile, she is extremely attached to the man beside her.

The two stopped and talked, chatting and laughing, pointing and pointing at the passers-by, and didn't care at all. When they passed by a fortune-telling stall, the fortune-telling old man suddenly pointed at the tall man and talked, "This little brother , compared to Chong Xiao who just passed away, and both parents died at the same time."

The tall young man cast a sideways glance at the old man, his face remained unchanged, and he continued to walk forward without stopping at all.The old fortune-teller was stunned and shouted loudly: "Why doesn't this little brother keep talking about the old man? Could it be that the old man is wrong?"

The tall boy stopped walking for a moment, let go of the hand wrapped around his lover's waist, turned his head to look at the old man, and said contemptuously: "Old man, as long as you are from Lanjiang, no one knows that my young master's parents died. If you want to lie to Lord Qian, you'd better say something reliable."

The tall young man was about to leave.The old fortune-teller was stunned for a moment, seeing that the tall young man was about to leave, he was so anxious that he jumped in sweat and said, "Brother, brother. Don't go now, listen to the old man, brother..."

Hearing the voice of the old fortune-teller crying, the tall young man didn't feel cold at all and hugged his lover to continue to move forward, but the young man beside him couldn't bear it, and pulled the young man's sleeve, saying: "Arnuo, you Listen to what he has to say, this old grandfather is also so old, he must be living in hardship, otherwise he would not come out to show his face."

The old fortune-teller was overjoyed when he heard the young man's words, and said: "Yes, yes, the old man's family is in a difficult situation. He had an illness the day before yesterday, and he spent all his money to continue. Downloading the rice for his face is gone. You can also see When I get old, I really have no other way of life. I can only set up a fortune-telling stall here and ask for a living money, but the two brothers can rest assured that the old man speaks directly from Zhao Shu and will never talk nonsense. Little brother, it’s up to you whether you believe me or not, and it’s up to you how much reward you give.”

When the beautiful boy heard the old man say that there was no more rice in the house, he was so distressed that he was about to cry. He looked at the young man called A Nuo pitifully, holding the man's sleeve with his small hand and shaking it gently.

The young man called A Nuo, with an expression of great love, stretched out his hand to straighten Limei's bangs, and said: "Yes, yes, baby, I support you. If you want me to count, let's count. Anyway, tonight , all my time is yours." He stopped the young man from walking to the old man's stall and sat down, with a strange little smile on the corner of his mouth, his eyes fixed on the old man's eyes, and said in a flat voice: "Grandpa , tell me, I'm all ears."

The old man was a little uncomfortable being pushed by the young man, coughed lightly and said: "Brother Song Nuo, who are you? They are not suffering from protracted illness, you are sorry, they are all good people, and they will be rich and noble people from rich and noble families in the next life, and they can continue their wishes."

Listening to what the old man said, Song Nuo knew rationally that the old man in front of him was a magic stick, and what he said was groundless, but he subconsciously believed a lot, and the pain in his heart eased a lot, but his face did not change. He took out his wallet from his trousers and took out three hundred-yuan bills, put them on the case, and said impatiently, "Is that all? We're leaving now."

"Wait!" The old man stroked his beard and said with an inscrutable expression: "Brother Song Nuo, don't worry, the old man hasn't gotten to the point yet, listen to the old man, after your parents passed away, you should have received a What an unexpected gift, what do you think about the meaning behind this gift."

A trace of wariness flashed in Song Nuo's eyes, his brows frowned slightly, his thoughts turned sideways, and he said to the young man beside him kindly, "Honey, go and buy me something to drink, I'm a little thirsty."

The beautiful young man simply listened to Song Nuo's words, nodded without saying anything, smiled sweetly, asked Song Nuo what he wanted to drink, and walked towards the small shop that he just passed by.

Song Nuo smiled and watched the beautiful boy walk away, and watched the beautiful boy turn around after leaving a certain distance, his face darkened quickly, he turned his head to look at the old man with a gloomy expression, reached out and grabbed the front of the old man in front of him, With a murderous look all over his body, he said coldly: "You old boy is not a good person, who said you were arranged?"

Seeing Song Nuo's sudden outburst, the old man didn't panic at all, and said with a smile all over his face, "Don't worry, brother, I'm telling you straight from the book, no one sent you to rob your property."

"Hmph!" Song Nuo let go of the old man with a cold snort, "Family property, do you think I care, young master?"

Song Nuo is telling the truth. Although his parents should not be the adoptive father and the adoptive mother is the richest man in Lanjiang City, but with his own talents and learning, he is absolutely confident that he can surpass his adoptive father even if he started from scratch. , I don’t want to lose to those wastes what my adoptive parents have worked so hard all their lives.

The old man looked at Song Nuo and nodded again and again, "Yes, yes, this old man knows that you don't care about those extraneous things. This old man knows that you don't give up your property because you don't want everything your parents have earned in their lifetime to be in the hands of those who covet it. Is it right to go to the East?" He said with emotion: "Actually, little brother, all of these are just things outside the body, your adoptive parents are already alive and human at this time, why should you stick to these things, what comes and goes, you also I don't like those rich and noble lives, a casual life is what you want, is the old man right?"

The old man's words hit his heart, and he was a little excited to find a bosom friend, but Song Nuo's arrogant temper still felt very uncomfortable, his eyebrows twitched and he said in a muffled voice: "The old man who taught you how to speak, did you tell me?" You, speak to the point."

"Ahem!" The old man coughed a few times very hurting his self-esteem, relieved his embarrassment, and said: "You know that I am an orphan and not your adoptive parents, have you ever thought about finding family members?" ?”

"Family?" Song Nuo pressed his hands on the pendant on his chest involuntarily, and said calmly, "What family? I'm at ease now, young master, there's no need to find any family."

Song Nuo was telling the truth. His own personality and sexual orientation were tolerant to his adoptive parents, but his biological parents were probably not enough. So after knowing the truth, he asked the lawyer friend of the parents to destroy the clothes left behind on the spot. The letters left over from his life experience, as well as the evidence left over from the original investigation of forged identities, were all wiped away one by one, and the only thing left was the jade pendant he was wearing around his neck now...

The old man looked at Song Nuo, and didn't change the subject because of Song Nuo's words, but continued: "From your appearance, your father and siblings are still there, and their status is superior. It's under one person."

"Hehe..." Song Nuo burst out laughing when he heard the old man's words, "Old man, you are really funny, you are so good at chopping, you even used the words of the ancients. The emperor's."

Song Nuo touched his chin with a smile, smacked his lips and said, "Why, there are not many countries in the monarchy model on our planet. I'll look for it and maybe I can become a prince, ahahahahaha... "Song Nuo couldn't help covering her mouth as she spoke, and started laughing.

This time, the old man was ridiculed by Song Nuo, and his face couldn't hold back anymore. He coughed a few more times as before, reached out to pick up the pen and paper, thanked him with a dark face, and then handed the white paper to Song Nuo.

Song Nuo watched the old man's face change just now, and put away the ridicule all over his face, pretending to be serious, picked up the paper handed over by the old man, with five neat brush characters on it, which originated from Shennongjia... …

Song Nuo looked at the five characters on the paper, without looking up at the old man carefully, the neat strokes on it teased: "Old man, your brush calligraphy is really good, you should probably earn a few dollars if you sell calligraphy and paintings. A little money, maybe Hei can become a famous family or something, even if he can't Qi Baishi and Yan Zhenqing, he will definitely be able to make ends meet." After Song Nuo finished speaking, he didn't hear the old man's reply, so he focused on the five words and read Looking at the two sides, I couldn't help frowning and shouting, "Old man, you are kidding me, there are savages in Shennongjia, my young master, I am so handsome, how could I be the prince of the savage tribe... Hey old man, old man..."

Song Nuo put down his hand while speaking, but there was no one on the other side. Before he could be surprised, he felt a pain in the back of his head, and opened his eyes suddenly. He couldn't see anything clearly in the white haze in front of him. He heard a voice saying , "You stinky boy, I am always disrespectful to anyone in the world, you little rascal dare to scold me and even grab my collar, I see if I will..."

After blinking a few times, his eyes gradually adapted to the light. Song Nuo felt that his brain was in chaos and wanted to raise his hand to press on his temple, but there was a heavy object on his right hand, and he couldn't move. The sleeping position of the bewitching beauty turned out to be her own. Apparently her little boyfriend was pillowing on her arm, sleeping soundly. Song Nuo smiled ambiguously, and did not move so pitifully. Instead, he raised Kong Zai's left hand and clenched it Cheng fist used the protruding knuckle of his thumb to place it on the left temple twice, a tingling sensation invaded the nerves, and Song Nuo was completely awake.

The floor-to-ceiling windows on the right side of the bed have not put down the shade, the room is full of sunlight, and the air conditioner is breathing softly. This is the environment he is familiar with. The bedroom of his old house, like touching a bedside table, pressing a fingertip The bed under the button was gently lifted upwards. After seeing the LCD TV opposite the bed, Song Nuo let go of his hand and picked up the remote from the TV cabinet by habit, and turned on the TV. I went to the financial channel to watch the stock market.

His eyes were watching, but Song Nuo didn't have the usual concentration, because he felt a dull pain in the back of his head, and recalled that everything last night was fragmented, and the few words his old man said lingered in the memory. , Intuitively feel that it should be a dream, but it seems so real, why, why is it so real...

While Song Nuo was thinking wildly, there was a knock on the door. "Who?" Song Nuo turned to look in the direction of the door.

"It's me, young master. The vice president of the company is here. Do you want to see me?" Song Nuo could clearly hear the voice of the housekeeper, Uncle Sun, "Uncle Sun invited people to the study, and I'll get up soon... ..."

As Song Nuo said, he heard footsteps leaving at the door, turned around, and patted the shoulder of the beautiful boy beside him, "Honey, I'll go out and you lay down and you continue to sleep."

"En!" The beautiful boy replied in a daze, rubbing Song Nuo's right arm twice, and a sweet smile rose from the corner of his mouth.Song Nuo leaned forward and pressed a kiss on the corner of the beautiful boy's mouth, then withdrew and left...

Song Nuo, who had changed into home clothes, was about to leave the bedroom when he inadvertently found a piece of paper on the bedside table with familiar fonts and familiar short sentences. Song Nuo's figure trembled and he was stunned for a few seconds Zhong walked a few steps to the bedside, stuffed the paper in, turned around and left his bedroom in his trouser pocket...

After explaining everything, he dismissed the vice president of the company, sat on the chair of his father's office in the study, turned the rocking chair and looked at the quiet scenery under the floor-to-ceiling windows, he felt a little enlightenment in his heart, he remembered the note left by his parents when they died This letter, between the lines, tells me not to give up the idea of ​​finding my loved ones...

No one in the world wishes to be lonely, and so is Song Nuo. Song Nuo's brain is very clever, and it only takes a few minutes for him to think clearly about things that ordinary people need to think about for a long time.

After realizing it, I couldn't help regretting that I had destroyed those evidence clues. I took out the straight jump that said origin from Shennongjia from my pocket, picked up the phone and pressed the internal button, "Uncle Sun, come here!"

After a long while, the study remembered knocking on the door, and Song Nuo called to come in. The middle-aged man Song Nuo called Sun Shu pushed the door open, bent over respectfully and called young master.Song Nuo nodded and tapped on the desk with his hand, muttering, "Uncle Sun helped me book a plane ticket to Hubei, I'm going to travel to see Shennongjia..."

"Master, do you want to go out to relax?" A relieved smile appeared on Uncle Sun's serious face.

"Yes! Go relax." Song Nuo also responded with a smile, "The company is stable, and I want to go out for a walk. Uncle Sun called the second child of the third uncle's family to help me sit in the company temporarily."

"Master, this..." Uncle Sun was very happy when he heard Song Nuo say that he was going to relax, but when Song Nuo said this, his expression changed immediately.Song Nuo raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, and said: "It's okay, the second son of the third uncle's family has a good heart. Although the third uncle is not very good, I can trust Yao's character. Anyway, you are still in charge of the family. It's okay. It's fine."

"Then, all right!" Sun Shu agreed helplessly, and then asked, "When will the young master go to Hubei?"

Song Nuo shook the paper on his hand, and said calmly: "The sooner the better, lest something will tie me up..." After Song Nuo finished speaking, he smiled helplessly from Uncle Sun, "Who made me always So busy, now I have to run quickly when I have free time, or I will be caught by those directors again!"

Uncle Sun looked at Song Nuo, a flash of pity flashed in his eyes, he bowed, turned and left...

Song Nuo raised the piece of paper in front of his eyes, glanced at it twice, muttered the words Shennongjia several times, reached out and stuffed Songxi into the desk drawer, got up and decided to go out to follow, the beautiful man was gentle, hugged The handsome, gray-haired boy was entangled in the room where he had lived for more than 20 years. After orgasm, he lay on his back on the bed and his eyes turned black...

As the sun was setting in the wooden house, Song Nuo opened it in a trance, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar simple furnishings, his mind was still blurred, and a story suddenly appeared in his head, Zhouzhuang Mengdie.

Song Nuohe, like Zhouzhuang, couldn't tell whether it was the modern self who dreamed of everything here, or the self who was here dreamed of the past...

Just when Song Nuo was about to reach out and pinch himself to find out what happened, there was a sudden noise from the door of the wooden house, and the people in the wooden house were pushed away, and the tall man walked in from the door, his eyes met, then Seeing himself waking up, the man rushed up excitedly.

"Song Nuo, you woke up. You finally woke up and scared me to death. If you can't do it again, I'll go back and find Bai Yao. Are you feeling uncomfortable... Oh, Song Nuo, why are you pinching me? ?”

Song Nuo looked at his pinching hand, then at the man's red and purple arm, swallowed and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Bi Shengke nodded subconsciously for a moment, and asked again, "Song Nuo, why did you pinch me?"

Song Nuo didn't say a word for a long time, the chaos in his brain cleared up, he now clearly knew that he was not Zhouzhuang, what he dreamed was the memory of the past, but he couldn't tell whether it was a dream within a dream or a memory of the past, In fact, there is no need to distinguish, what does it matter, now that you have a child, it doesn't matter how it came, brother and father are here, the child's father is also here, Song Nuo doesn't want to go back, go back Too much to face, too tired to be alone...

Song Nuo quickly felt emotion in his heart, his eyes flickered, a little dim...

You must know that Song Nuo had this dream all day. After Bi Shengke gave Song Nuo the medicine last night, he kept guarding and did not dare to sleep. The whole day passed in a trance. Something was wrong, Song Nuo had slept for too long, and wanted to wake up Song Guo, but he couldn't wake up Song Nuo after calling several times. He was anxiously waiting to see Song Nuo wake up, and he was naturally overjoyed.

But Bi Shengke soon realized that something was wrong with Song Nuo, and his consciousness seemed not so clear, he frowned and grabbed Song Nuo's hand, and said anxiously: "Song Nuo, Song Nuo, what's wrong with you, tell me, yes It's not that I'm uncomfortable, I'll help you find Bai Yao, Song Nuo."

Song Nuo turned his head and looked at Bi Shengke, feeling calm in his heart. Hearing Bi Shengke's words, he turned his head to look at Bi Shengke, and said weakly, "Don't make noise, you'll feel dizzy!"

When Bi Shengke heard Song Nuo say that he was dizzy, he immediately exploded again, jumping up and down and saying that he was going to find Bai Yao, what to do, he was extremely flustered.

Song Nuo was both helpless and funny, if he was usually playing around with Bi Shengke for a while, but that dream reminded him of too many modern things, the nostalgia for his adoptive parents, Uncle Sun, and the friends there. There are many responsibilities, many regrets.Song Nuo, who was still in a daze, naturally had no intention of playing with Bi Shengke, so he changed the subject and said that he was hungry, and Bi Shengke immediately went out obediently to make food for Song Nuo, because in his conception As long as people know they are hungry, it is normal.

Before Song Nuo was going to eat, when he sat up, he noticed something strange in his body, and his face turned dark immediately. After eating, all those sorrows disappeared, and everything about last night came back to his mind, and Song Nuo began to change. Bi Shengke abused Bi Shengke legally. Bi Shengke was very aware of his crime and accepted it obediently...

The lives of the two did not change because of a dream. Song Nuo and Bi Shengke were still noisily using the bosom in the wooden house, enjoying the process of using it, and waiting for the birth of the child. For the strange old man in the dream Self-proclaimed, Song Nuo didn't think anything, he was just a strange old man anyway, the first half of his life was a legend, for that mischievous and pretentious old man, he was just a guide, no big deal...

The lack of this memory is actually because of rushing things, and it was overwhelmed. I think that after Song Nuo came here, there were a bunch of things one after another, being eaten and sick, traveling through time, finding a way, getting pregnant, recognizing relatives, and raising a baby One thing over another, even if there is a gap in the middle, Song Nuo seldom thinks of modern things, and for this unimportant thing, he forgets it together...