sick man

"Cousin..."

I don't remember how long I stood there, Song Anwen only felt that his calves were shaking and he couldn't stand it anymore. He was pampered and pampered since he was a child, and he has never suffered such a serious crime, so he feels sorry for himself.While bending over and rubbing his legs, he carefully said to Ling Long who seemed to have settled down,

"Everyone is gone, Mu Yao was also taken away by Liu Siqin, shall we go back too?"

Ling Long stared straight at the empty stage, his eyes changed when he heard Mu Yao's name, but he was finally willing to speak.

"it is good."

He just said this word, and without waiting for Song Anwen, he turned around and walked towards the door. Song Anwen hurried to catch up with his "disabled" legs, for fear that if Linglong didn't pay attention, he would run to trouble Liu Siqin.

In the huge room, Mo Yun and Mo Yu looked at each other. Fortunately, although Song Anwen left in a hurry, he still left a generous reward. Mo Yu nodded at the bank note in his hand, took half of it, and carefully folded it into very small squares. Tuck it into your belt.Seeing him blatantly hiding his secrets, Mo Yun hesitated to remind him,

"Mo Yu, if... Daddy finds out, it will be troublesome."

Mo Yu smiled indifferently, stretched out her hands to pinch Mo Yun's face, and said,

"Do you want to stay here forever?"

Mo Yun shook his head subconsciously.

"Isn't this the end? I don't want to stay here forever, so I seize the opportunity to save money, and when I save enough money to redeem myself, I can go wherever you want."

"But……"

Mo Yun rubbed his sleeves and said timidly,

"Where can we go if we leave here? People like us... well, it would be great if we could be like Mr. Yidie, with someone as good as Mr. Liu protecting him..."

"Ah."

Mo Yu sneered, snatched the bank note in front of Mo Yun, counted half of it seriously, folded it carefully, and put it into Mo Yun's hand.Mo Yun hesitated for a while, but silently tucked it into his belt, and felt that Mo Yu's smile just now was quite weird, so he asked,

"You don't seem to like Mr. Liu?"

Obviously such a gentle and handsome gentleman...

"like him?"

The corner of Mo Yu's mouth twitched, and he moved closer to Mo Yun's ear, with a serious tone,

"Do you really know what kind of person Liu Siqin is? Heh, he doesn't spit out his bones when he eats people. I bet that if Mu Yao really went to his house, within three months, it would be rumored that he died suddenly." news."

Mo Yun was so frightened by Mo Yu's words that he gasped, and tugged at the hem of his clothes anxiously, but there was still some suspicion in his eyes.

"Do not believe?"

Mo Yu could see Mo Yun's thoughts at a glance, held his chin, moved close enough to almost touch Mo Yun's lips, and said,

"Just wait, it won't be a few days anyway, let's see how your Young Master Yidie will be tortured by Liu Siqin."

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"Cousin, cousin! Wait, wait for me!"

Once out of the south building, no one was blocking him, Ling Long walked faster, and within three or two strokes, he separated a considerable distance from Song Anwen. Song Anwen chased after him with his clothes on, almost dying of running, and Ling Long was nowhere to be seen Stopping, feeling anxious and helpless in my heart.However, there were so many people in the night market, passing Song Anwen back and forth, blocking his sight from time to time.When he struggled to push away the crowd in front of him, where was Ling Long's shadow?

Ugh!

Seeing that the person disappeared, Song Anwen stomped on the ground a few times, scratched his ears and cheeks for a long time, but couldn't think of a way, so he turned around angrily and went to Xiaohongxing to drink.Anyway, Linglong is not a child anymore, he can't tie him on his belt, besides, Lingyun Villa is rich and powerful, if Linglong really gets into trouble, he is not afraid.It's just that he may also be punished when the time comes...

Sigh... Who did I provoke?Serving Linglong with delicious food and drink, but also being implicated by him!

The more Song Anwen thought about it, the more he felt aggrieved, he raised his glass to the bright moon in the sky, his eyes blurred and his face turned red.

Ling Long didn't bother Liu Siqin as he thought, but took a jar of wine, sat on the parasol next to Liu's mansion, and drank with a gloomy expression all night.

Sitting until the morning of the second day, the side door of Liu's mansion was opened, and there was a creaking sound. Ling Long, who closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, opened his eyes suddenly, and saw the person he had been thinking about all night holding the piano, walking slowly through the door come out.Butterflies embroidered with gold and silver threads shone brightly on the snow-white sleeves, and danced slowly when the breeze blew, as if they would fly out at any time.

Mu Yao lowered his head, walked very slowly, and lowered his eyes, hiding the overflowing brilliance, as if he was thinking about some unsolvable puzzle, and he didn't notice Ling Long who followed him all the way.

It wasn't until he reached the downtown street that he was startled by the sound of footsteps approaching behind him. He was about to turn around when someone grabbed his shoulder first.

"Mu Yao."

Mu Yao turned around and saw Ling Long, his eyes lit up.

"Brother Ling."

"It's a coincidence that I can meet you here." Ling Long smiled, took the piano he was holding in his arms, and said,

"So early, where are you going?"

Mu Yao's eyes flickered, and he touched the butterflies carved on the body of the piano with his fingers, and said softly,

"I'm going to the book club. Master is checking my homework today, so I have to go early."

"Mu Yao worked so hard, he must have learned well, right?"

Mu Yao blushed and shook her head,

"Where did you work hard?"

Ling Long walked beside him and asked again,

"I don't know where Mu Yao goes to school?"

Mu Yao was silent for a while, and tightly gripped his sleeves with his fingers, and said in a low voice,

"In the Jinyu Book Club in the north of the city."

"Can I send Mu Yao there?"

Ling Long looked at the white neck that was exposed when he lowered his head, and suddenly felt that his throat was a little dry.

"Ah."

Mu Yao replied inaudibly, but the expression on his face was joyful.

The two walked side by side towards the north of the city, chatting casually along the way.Most of the time, Ling Long was talking, while Mu Yao listened quietly. The long road seemed to come to an end in a blink of an eye.

The plaque of Jinyu Bookstore is close at hand, and many students have already passed them with their bookcases.

"Brother Ling, I'm here."

Standing outside the door, Mu Yao walked by a few young men who looked like scholars. They all greeted each other warmly, but no one spoke to him. He smiled awkwardly.

Ling Long nodded, but didn't ask any more questions, handed the Qin back to him and turned around to leave.

Mu Yao stared fixedly at his figure as he walked further and further away, until he could no longer see him, then sighed, and walked back along the way he came with Qin in his arms.

As he walked, his expression suddenly changed.

At the corner not far from the avenue, there was a person standing quietly.

The man stared at him with a playful smile on his face,

"Didn't you go to school? Why did you come back so soon?"

"Ling... Brother Ling, haven't you left?"

Mu Yao's figure flickered, and he took two steps back before barely stopping.The xylophone in his hand became extremely heavy in an instant, and his hands trembled, almost unable to grasp it.

"Didn't you also join the book club, why did you appear here?"

Mu Yao could hear the sarcasm in his words, and showed a wry smile,

"Brother Ling, do you know?"

Ling Long walked up to him, lifted his chin forcefully, and asked back,

"What should I know? Knowing that you are the famous 'Young Butterfly Master' in Nanlou, or knowing that you have been lying to me?"

"Sorry……"

He said it so bluntly, Mu Yao turned his face away in embarrassment, his eyes were already wet.

He didn't want to lie to him.

But once a lie is uttered, more lies have to be made up to cover it up.

If he is really Liu Siqin's cousin, has a clean family background, is a hardworking student, and then meets this person unexpectedly, how great it would be?

Unfortunately……

"Why lie to me?"

The hand pinched on the chin suddenly became stronger, and Mu Yao groaned in pain, but turned his eyes away, and pursed his lips stubbornly.

"Or do you want me to ask Liu Siqin?" Ling Long sneered.

"do not want!"

Mu Yao grabbed his let go hand in panic, Ling Long was a little surprised by the fear in his eyes,

"Are you afraid?"

"No, no..." Mu Yao let go of his hand in a panic.

"Are you trying to lie to me again?"

Ling Long hugged his thin waist and held him tightly in his arms.

Mu Yao pushed hard for a long time, but couldn't shake it a bit, so he could only beg with a blushing face,

"Brother Ling, let me go..."

"Don't let it go!"

"Brother Ling..."

"Tell me, what are you afraid of?"

Ling Long was obsessed with the answer to this question, but Mu Yao shook his head and replied,

"Brother Ling, I will soon be Mr. Liu's man, it's not right for you to hug me like this."

"I don't allow it!"

"Brother Ling..."

Mu Yao showed a helpless but gentle smile, raised his hand to gently press the center of Ling Long's tangled brows, and then slowly moved down, trying to erase the fierce expression on his face.

Ling Long grabbed his slightly trembling hand, put it on his lips and kissed it heavily, and then complained angrily,

"It's all your fault! You have such a beautiful smile, otherwise how could I..." How could I fall in love with a man!

"I'm sorry..." Mu Yao apologized in a good-tempered manner, as if he already knew what Ling Long hadn't finished speaking.

"I don't want to be sorry, I just want you." Ling Long demanded aggressively.

Mu Yao lowered his head in silence, and after a while, he heard him say,

"In five days, I will be full. I promised Mr. Liu that once my birthday is over, I will marry into Liu's mansion and be his male concubine."

Ling Long's heart shrank suddenly. Although he did not marry a wife or take a concubine, he knew what being a male concubine meant to Mu Yao.In Yunze, no matter male or female, being a concubine is very sad, not to mention that Liu Siqin's family is so big, he will always marry a wife, and Mu Yao's fate will be even worse when the time comes.

"You volunteered?"

"I voluntarily."

Mu Yao smiled and nodded, but that seemingly relaxed smile was not pretty.

"Is it for money?" Ling Long asked sullenly.

Mu Yao thought for a while, then nodded,

"That's it."

"If I can afford it, are you willing to come with me?" Ling Long asked again.

Mu Yao looked at him in embarrassment,

"I'm sorry, but... Mr. Liu has already bought me."

"Then do you like him?" Ling Long also understands the principle of first come, first served, but Mu Yao regards himself as a commodity, and Ling Long couldn't help being angry, and even his tone became bad.

"Brother Ling, when you bought the kite, did you ever think that the kite likes you?" Mu Yao asked him in turn.

Ling Long's suppressed anger suddenly burst into flames, and the hand holding Mu Yao tightened again, and his tone was strong and authentic,

"You are a person, not a thing, why do you make such a comparison?"

I don't know how good it would be if I were really a kite.At least on the day the thread is broken, I can fly freely for a while.

Mu Yao was hugged by him, only dared to think in his heart, but didn't say it out.

It was getting brighter, and the nearby farmers came out to work with their tools. Ling Long took Mu Yao's hand and walked towards the south building. Neither of them spoke, they just walked quietly, and the sun followed behind. , slowly elongating their shadows, and overlapping them together.

The author has something to say: A good chapter, from yesterday to today, it’s really sad to use the part above the neck to talk about feelings→→