Green tea sick beauty just wants to be a salted fish

Most of the reason why people work hard to live is that there are still things in the world that they care about.

Some are for relatives and friends, some are for obsession with ideals, and some are simply for everything that life brings, no matter it is good or bad, they always have hope.

But Fucheng seldom takes this issue seriously.

He has no relatives in this world, no attachments, no worries.The incident of becoming a quilt demon turned him into a waste, and everything he had learned was wasted.The terminally ill body may make it impossible for him to live alone forever.

Just like floating ice on the river in winter, it looks clean and free, but there is no root underneath. When it gets warmer, it will melt silently and completely dissipate in the warm spring day.

Such Fucheng always makes people feel very quiet, as quiet as a silent autumn night.

But he is so beautiful, even if Yu Hanzhou's secrets are torn apart with an extremely stubborn posture, it is impossible for people to get angry with him or say a harsh word.

When he was pulling Yu Hanzhou's sleeve and acting like a spoiled child, his eyebrows and eyes were actually very attractive, with a charming expression of "I'm just showing weakness on purpose, I really need you".

But Yu Hanzhou looked at him with dark eyes, as if he was indifferent.

After a long while, the man stretched out his hand and approached slowly.

The rough fingertips were scorching hot, and they touched Fu Cheng's eyebrows, and very slowly stroked his slender eyebrows and trembling eyelids, and finally stopped at the end of the reddened eyes, and stroked back and forth twice with some force.

Fu Cheng felt itchy, closed her eyes subconsciously, opened them again, and looked at Yu Hanzhou stubbornly.

But Yu Hanzhou turned his hand, and his fingertips lightly landed on the corner of the boy's lips, crushing him.

Fu Cheng frowned uncomfortably, but the man opposite suddenly stood up and leaned over, his muscular body tightened like a cheetah, imprisoning him in the wheelchair.

The four eyes met, Yu Hanzhou was so close that he seemed to be pressing Fu Cheng's lips in the next second.

Fu Cheng subconsciously pursed her lips, and the man pinched her white and delicate chin.

Immediately, Yu Hanzhou stared at him closely, smiled in a very low voice, and said: "Seduce people or act like a baby, that's not what you do."

The man freed his hand and gently rubbed the corners of his lips, seeing that the snowy skin quickly turned pink, he said: "Including here."

"Qiaoxiaoqianxi, there must be such a point, you don't even smile at the truth, how can you trick me?"

Fu Cheng was a little dazed when he heard the words, and was still holding Yu Hanzhou's sleeve in his hands, rubbing it helplessly.

He whispered: "I'm not very good at it."

Knowing to show weakness again.

Yu Hanzhou's eyebrows were deep, and he relaxed his hands.

After a while, the man said slowly: "You don't have to act like a baby to the truth."

"If you want something, just say it directly, and I will agree."

Even though the young man was astonishingly beautiful when he acted coquettishly and showed weakness, he could easily arouse the deepest desire in any normal man's heart, but Yu Hanzhou still saw the corners of Fu Cheng's lips that had never been raised, as well as the lingering sorrow and exhaustion between his eyebrows and eyes.

He said he wanted Yu Hanzhou's protection and relied on Yu Hanzhou, but no matter what Yu Hanzhou looked at, he couldn't see any ambiguous affection in Fu Cheng's eyes, or any desire for his own protection.

There is no expectation in his eyes, and there is no bright color in the eyes of ordinary people. It is the longing for life, the future and life.

After hearing this, Fu Cheng didn't seem to understand, or maybe she didn't care too much. She grabbed her sleeves and said slowly: "I told you that I might be a monster or an idiot. Don't you care?"

"Then how do you expect the truth to respond?" Yu Hanzhou withdrew his gentle expression, and suddenly grabbed Fu Cheng's hand for some reason.

The rough callus in the palm rubbed the back of the young man's hand heavily until the soft, white and greasy skin turned red, and he recklessly ran his fingers through Fu Cheng's fingers, forcing him to interlock with Yu Hanzhou's fingers.

The snow-colored cold fingers were quickly rubbed to warm up, and Fu Cheng could feel the man's palm was very hot, which was two extremes with him.

He glanced at Yu Hanzhou's suddenly gloomy face and asked, "Are you angry?"

"The beautiful woman who got it is going to seek death in different ways and anger me, do you think the truth is angry?" Yu Hanzhou asked back.

Fu Cheng stared fixedly at the man, and after a while, she lowered her eyes and whispered, "I'm sorry."

In fact, when he first came to see Yu Hanzhou, he just wanted to see how tolerant Yu Hanzhou was towards him.

If Yu Hanzhou liked him, he would definitely protect him, and he would not have to worry about being poisoned to death in the middle of the night in the future.

Moreover, Yu Hanzhou has all the power in the world, and he can find any treasure for him. Presumably, as long as a man is willing, he will definitely be able to protect Fu Cheng from suffering for the rest of his life.

Fu Cheng really thought so before, in order to let Yu Hanzhou support him, he didn't mind showing weakness, and did whatever he wanted with the other party's favorite appearance.

However, after that note appeared, Fu Cheng suddenly realized that even if he really lived comfortably, his parents were not here, he could do nothing in his life, and no one knew where he came from. The original owner just lived.

The spiritual energy that had been accumulated with great difficulty in the past slowly dissipated like this.

Yu Hanzhou is very shrewd, he can see it.

Fu Cheng bowed her head silently.

After a while, he said in a very low voice: "I feel very tired."

Yu Hanzhou froze all of a sudden, raised his hand subconsciously, and stroked the corner of the young man's eyes carefully.

Tentacles are hot tears.

The scorching temperature seemed to be transmitted from the fingertips to the deepest part of the heart. The man who was so hot that he had always been calm and self-controlled took a deep breath at this moment, forced himself to gather his mind, and then realized what he should do.

Yu Hanzhou frowned tightly, and his thin lips were also pursed into a straight line.

The hand that was originally extremely rude now knows no teacher, carefully loosened Fu Cheng's red fingers pinched by him, and turned to lightly cover the top of the young man's head, stroking the soft black hair in a comforting manner, Like coaxing a child.

The man used to pinch Fu Cheng's chin very skillfully, like a flirt in love, but now his movements are stiff, and he changed from pinching to holding, carefully supporting Fu Cheng's face.

The color of the gloomy eyes changed when they touched the reddish corners of the eyes, and the pupils constricted instantly.

Before the boy's wobbling crystal teardrops rolled down at the end of his eyes, Yu Hanzhou quickly took a handkerchief and wiped it off for him, and then gently wiped away the remaining tear stains.

It was like facing a big enemy like that. I am afraid that Yu Hanzhou had never been so nervous when he was playing games with others in the court, and when he lost his power and fell down.

Fu Cheng didn't care about the abnormality of the man, and let Yu Hanzhou wipe his tears away, looking obedient and only talking slowly.

"I don't like being stupid."

"I know," Yu Hanzhou comforted him hoarsely, and his voice was tense, "You are very smart, aren't you? You can see the prince's tricks clearly. You will only become smarter in the future."

"I miss my mother and father." Fu Cheng muttered to herself.

Yu Hanzhou frowned. Although he had never heard of these two words, he thought that the commonly used "daddy" and other titles should be similar, so he said patiently:

"They definitely want you to take good care of your body, at least to be safe and healthy, so don't worry the elders, right?"

"You're coaxing me." Fu Cheng looked at him with red eyes, "Mom will want to see me even more."

The dead mother wants to see him?

Hearing this, Yu Hanzhou's eyes tightened, and he subconsciously tightened his hands, almost hurting Fu Cheng.

Fortunately, the man is still rational, and he finally thought of an excuse in the blink of an eye.

He leaned over and supported Fu Cheng's head with one hand, pressed the man gently on his shoulder, and coaxed him hoarsely:

"But you have already agreed to the truth, haven't you? It's all agreed, and I also need to see you every day."

"What are you doing seeing me when you have nothing to do?" Fu Cheng didn't buy it at all, and stretched out her hand against the man's chest, trying to push it away.

Yu Hanzhou hurriedly held him down, coaxing: "Ben Xiang has always been alone, how similar to your current situation, if you stay with me, I can also take care of you, isn't it just right?"

Fu Cheng's forehead was pressed against the man's solid shoulder, and it took a while to let go of her rejecting hand, and said sullenly: "You said it yourself, if you don't want to take care of me in the future, you just remember to give me a ride."

Yu Hanzhou was so angry that he almost pinched the boy's slender neck, but he couldn't bear to do it.

He couldn't even say a single serious word, and could only force him to stay by coaxing him.

He let go of Fu Cheng, held up the boy's face sullenly, and wiped away his tears.

In the end, he ordered someone to bring hot water, twisted the veil himself, wiped Fu Cheng's face and hands, and applied it to his slightly swollen eyes for a while.

Fu Cheng didn't make any fuss, she seemed to be tired, and even yawned coquettishly.

"Order someone to make some puffs." Yu Hanzhou gave the order, "And light charcoal in the east wing to make it warmer."

The dark guard took the order and left.

The man said to Fu Cheng: "Have some snacks later, then go rest with me."

Fu Cheng opened his eyes, looked at the other party, and said, "Didn't the emperor want me to live in Andinghou's mansion?"

Yu Hanzhou seemed to see through him, curled his lips, and walked over.

Fu Cheng's hand was captured, the man slowly opened a small box, and applied the fragrant ointment on the back of his pinched red hand, coaxing:

"I agreed to stay and stay with the truth, and naturally come in and out with me. How can there be any reason to send it back and let you live by yourself?"

Fu Cheng frowned, seemingly reluctant.

Yu Hanzhou said again: "The Hou's Mansion is so far away from the Prime Minister's Mansion, if you go, how can I take care of you?"

"There is Chunxi..." Fu Cheng replied subconsciously, but before she finished speaking, she was gently pinched.

When he raised his eyes, he met Yu Hanzhou's slightly narrowed eyes.

No matter how carefully he coaxed people before, the man's arbitrariness in his bones still couldn't be concealed.

"Chunxi is a woman, so it's inconvenient. You are so weak, and you have no one to help you when you take a bath or get up at night. How uncomfortable, isn't it?"

Fu Cheng recalled the way Yu Hanzhou easily picked him up, he was in good health and took better care of him than Chun Xi, so she nodded.

The author says:

#Good health#

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