【Lou Cheng】 How easy is another day

When Minglou came home from school, he met Dr. He who was leaving.

His first reaction was that his sister was sick again: "Doctor He, my sister...?"

Dr. He was a little surprised by his question, and asked instead: "Miss Ming, is there any discomfort in your body recently?"

At this time, the servant who saw the guests off interrupted: "Young Master, it's Ah Cheng. He has a fever again."

Minglou was taken aback for a moment, and responded as if he had suddenly reacted: "Oh."

He turned his head and asked Dr. He again: "What's wrong with Cheng this time?"

"It's okay. Take medicine, rest more, take care of yourself, and you'll get better. Good days are coming."

As the eldest son of the Ming family, Minglou almost effortlessly heard some reservations in the doctor's words.He slightly raised his eyebrows, thanked him with a smile: "Thank you, Dr. He, for making this trip. The car just came back with me, and I will ask the driver to take you back."

He personally sent Dr. He into the car, watched the car drive out of Ming's courtyard, and then asked the servants: "What's the matter? Didn't it already retreat, why did it burn again?"

Unexpectedly, the servant also hesitated for a while. After a while, he said with difficulty: "...Ah Cheng, he went to the kitchen to look for something to eat last night. I don't know what he ate...it was spoiled."

Minglou never thought it would be because of this, so he took a rare choke, shook his head and said, "I'll go see him. Are you awake?"

"The doctor prescribed the medicine, you should go to sleep now."

Minglou had already walked upstairs quickly.

Ah Cheng's room is on the second floor, opposite to Mingtai's room.When he opened the door and entered, the person was indeed sleeping, and the face exposed outside the quilt was sallow and pale, and at a glance, it didn't look like a living person's face.

After watching for a while, Minglou couldn't tell what it was like, and was afraid of waking him up, so he closed the gap between the curtains and went out quietly.

Minglou went back to the study to do his homework, and then read the book for a while—it wasn’t called a book at all, it was at most a mimeograph booklet, and it was poorly printed, and his hands would turn black after a few pages.But now the eldest sister hasn't come back from the company, and Mingtai hasn't finished school yet, there is no better time than now.

With Ming Jing not around, no one at home dared to take care of him, and Ming Lou didn't even lock the door.Vigilance is of course out of the question, but the content in this book is so exciting that Minglou quickly became addicted to it.

When Minglou felt the passing wind, Minglou didn't pay attention at first, but realized something after a while, raised his head, the door of the study opened, and a small figure stood beside the door, looking timidly towards where he was.

His first reaction was to collect books, but then he thought that Ah Cheng was illiterate, then he relaxed, and nodded to the villain by the door: "Ah Cheng, when did you wake up?"

The moment he met Minglou's gaze, Ah Cheng visibly trembled, and tried to hide behind the door. After a while, he poked out half of his face, then half of his body, and finally stood back in front of the door. After pinching the hem of his clothes for a long time, he finally opened his mouth: "...Eldest, young master, I'm sorry."

After these ten days of getting along day and night, Minglou has already gotten a little of Ah Cheng's character, knowing that even a little thing can make him jittery, so he softened his tone and asked him with a smile: "Okay, what are you apologizing for? Still have a fever? Come, let me touch your forehead."

He put down the book and walked towards the thin young man.At the moment, Ah Cheng's reaction was like a wild cat stuck in a dead end, his eyes widened suddenly, but he froze there, motionless.

Minglou knew that he was still afraid of being touched and approached by people, and even the slightest unfamiliar body movements made him fearful and uneasy.But Minglou also remembered the doctor's words. Knowing that he was afraid, he still hardened his heart, approached him, and touched his forehead tentatively, but the temperature didn't come out, only the cold sweat on his forehead.

Minglou withdrew his hand in surprise, grabbed the arm of Ah Cheng who was turning around and tried to escape, and shouted to the servant: "Mother Zhang! Come quickly! Ah Cheng's fever has not recovered yet!"

The young man's voice echoed in the huge house, and before the servant called, Ah Cheng was stunned and struggled more and more violently.But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free. In desperation, he turned his head to look at Minglou, and at some point his eyes filled with tears.

As if stabbed by something, Ming Lou let go of his hand.

After letting go of his hand, he remembered that when Ah-Cheng first came to the house, anyone would cry and make a fuss, and the doctor couldn't even approach him to give medicine, so he could only give a sedative in the end.After finally taking the medicine, I went to the room to check the next morning, but the person had disappeared.The house seemed to be broken into by thieves that day. The three siblings, together with all the servants, searched everywhere. The house was turned upside down. They searched from morning to noon, and finally found it in a gap between a bookcase and the wall. Find people out.It's also thanks to him being thin, such a gap, if Mingtai cut it in half, he wouldn't be able to fill it in.

Minglou was afraid that he would hide somewhere again this time, so he hurried to chase after him.He was a good athlete in school, and he was good at running and playing basketball. He caught up with Ah Cheng almost effortlessly, and hugged him tightly in his arms.After hugging her tightly, she did not forget to comfort her with a pleasant face: "Ah Cheng, be obedient. You have a fever and need to rest."

His thin body under his arms was covered in cold sweat, as if he had just been fished out of the water.Minglou was a little sad, but also angry, angry at himself—who was clearly determined to save his birth day, but frightened him like this.

He repeatedly comforted Ah Cheng, but later on, he didn't know what kind of nonsense he was talking about. He only said what the elder sister said when he coaxed Mingtai from his memory, and said nothing.Gradually, Ah Cheng's struggle and resistance finally stopped, and Minglou thought he was falling asleep, when suddenly, that thin arm gently wrapped his arms around his neck.

Minglou suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to ask the villain in his arms: "Ah Cheng, can we go back to bed? Take your temperature again."

After a long time, so long that his back was covered with sweat, he finally heard a word "um" that couldn't be lowered.

When sending Ah Cheng back to the room, Zhang Ma wanted to change hands for Ming Lou—after all, there was no reason for the young master to take care of his servants and watch him.Minglou shook his head, and hugged Ah Cheng even tighter: "It doesn't matter. I'm not tired. Mingtai is much heavier than him. Why don't you pester me to hug me during the holidays?"

He didn't think much when he said this, but it was a bit strange to the servant's ears: Mingtai is a serious young master, but Ah Cheng is a villain raised by the servants in front, how can they be said together.But after Minglou finished speaking, he still didn't feel that there was anything inappropriate. He carried Ah Cheng all the way back to the room, and asked Zhang Ma to change his clothes, while he was busy taking his temperature and feeding him water.

What I didn't expect was that Ah Cheng's temperature actually went down a bit after the commotion, which made Ming Lou a little bit dumbfounded, and it took a while before he felt "relieved".Once he relaxes, he feels his arms are sore and his shoulders are heavy, but Minglou doesn't care about him. He pulls a chair and sits on Ah Cheng's bedside, looking at the little man who always looks timid. The tear stains on his face were dazzling, and he reached out his hand to wipe him dry.

It was fine if he didn't wipe it off, but he amused himself when he wiped it down: there were still ink marks from his previous reading on his fingers, which faded away after getting wet, and A Cheng's face was painted into a big tabby cat face.

Ah Cheng didn't know why Minglou smiled, and looked at him suspiciously, but didn't dare to ask.Knowing that he was sensitive, Minglou held back quickly, took out a handkerchief to wipe his face, and while wiping, remembered the source of his fever, and asked, "Ah Cheng, don't be afraid, tell me, why did you get up in the middle of the night to look for things? Eat? Is the food at home unpalatable?"

Before the words fell, Minglou could already feel Ah Cheng froze again.He didn't know what happened to his words, he looked at Ah Cheng strangely, stopped all his actions, and waited for him to tell him the answer.

Ah Cheng's answer is very simple, only two words.

"I'm hungry."