Green tea sick beauty just wants to be a salted fish

Many times, Fu Cheng couldn't see herself clearly.

Others can proudly say that they are cheerful, resolute, restrained, gentle... such relatively stable temperaments.

Ke Fucheng didn't know what kind of person she was.

When he is lazy, he can not say a word for a whole day, and it is not easy for anyone to coax him.

When he is in a good mood, he will be very patient, even if he is facing someone who wants to harm him, he will not get angry too much, just pretend to be watching people play.

When you don't like someone, you can treat them coldly with an arrogant look without any scruples, regardless of whether it will offend others.

But when he trusts someone, he can act like a child and be willful, arrogant, so arrogant that he doesn't even think that the other party will leave him.

As if to make up for what was missing in the first life, his autism healed, but he suffered from a disease that was more difficult to control, and he was sinking day by day.

In this era of extremely backward medical conditions, no one can save him, including himself.

Yu Hanzhou might have found out, but he didn't say anything, he just quietly guided him and tried to protect him.

"Look, Ben is much less serious than you." Yu Hanzhou smiled at him with his lips curled up slightly, rubbing Fu Cheng's soft waistline with his hands, pinching the boy's waist and slamming into his arms.

Fu Cheng could feel the scorching heat against her, and was a little frightened by being hit. She hurriedly grasped the man's sleeve tightly at a loss, and was forcefully pulled away by Yu Hanzhou.

Immediately, Yu Hanzhou held his hand, led him to raise his hand, and slowly wrapped it around the man's neck.

The young boy's thin chest and the man's thick and fiery embrace were tightly attached to each other, almost completely hanging on Yu Hanzhou's body, and he had nowhere to put his strength, only relying on the other party.

The man's eyebrows and eyes were a little vicious, he hugged Fu Cheng in his arms, and leaned forward seemingly casually, the sudden movement of approaching made Fu Cheng's body a little unstable, as if it was dangerous to fall backward into the river at any time, coaxed : "Have you learned it? If you are afraid, you have to hug me like this so that you won't fall."

Fu Cheng seemed to be frightened, choked up and said: "I understand, it's too high here and I will be afraid..."

"But the truth is that there are even more egregious ideas that should be reviled that have not been implemented. Don't you want to see Chengcheng?"

Yu Hanzhou's voice was gentle and dangerous.

"With people as bad as the truth in front of you, who would think that our Chengcheng is a bad boy? You see, you haven't even hurt anyone, but after you say a few words, you start to feel shy and afraid, lest you will be misunderstood by others. gaze."

Fu Cheng's eyes finally turned red slowly, he grabbed Yu Hanzhou's clothes tightly, leaned his head on the man's shoulder, and looked at the empty water in the distance with somewhat blurred eyes.

The sun is shining high overhead, the wind is blowing on all sides, and the scenery is refreshing.

But he was bullied by men on the side of the boat.

The fear of being discovered made Fu Cheng hide her face, and whispered: "I don't want to know."

As if afraid that Yu Hanzhou would do even more absurd things with his own body, Fu Cheng leaned against the belly of the man bumping into him, and acted coquettishly: "I don't want to think about it anymore."

Yu Hanzhou's nasty actions finally stopped, hugged him tightly, stroked his brows and eyes lovingly, and asked with a smile: "You really don't want to think about it?"

Fu Cheng trembled slightly from being touched, and nodded honestly: "I don't want to."

"Then remember, you are not worse than others at all, and you are even more beautiful than the world's recognized. You should be proud. No one can make you let go of the arrogance you were born with." Yu Hanzhou's eyes were serious, "Do you doubt yourself again?" , just think about what I am."

Fu Cheng looked at the man accusingly, the teardrops in the corners of her eyes were shaking, before she was kissed tenderly by the man.

He buried himself in Yu Hanzhou's arms, and whispered: "You are the villain."

"You want to coax me and scare me."

Yu Hanzhou didn't feel guilty when he heard the words, and said with a smile: "The truth is nothing more than doing what you do and acting in your true colors, so how could it scare you?"

Fucheng has a little flaw in temperament, especially when she is still sick, she can't control her words and deeds at all...

In Yu Hanzhou's eyes, he couldn't think of anything other than love and protection, and it was even more difficult to imagine that anyone in the world would criticize him for this.

At least, when Fu Cheng was by Yu Hanzhou's side, Yu Hanzhou would not give anyone this chance.

On this day, Fu Cheng fell ill and was held in Yu Hanzhou's arms all the time, without even getting off the ground.

Even when eating, he turned away the attendants, and Yu Hanzhou fed them himself.

After feeding, Fu Cheng hid again. Except for a little reaction when listening to Yu Hanzhou's words, he was asleep at other times, and he seemed unwilling to contact the outside world, and he didn't want to do anything.

If it is said that the pearl hidden in the clam shell is still a bit mischievous, knowing that it will shine out to attract people, but now it is completely closed.

Yu Hanzhou stroked the boy's brows and eyes repeatedly, rubbed his joints for him, kissed his hot cheek lightly, and occasionally approached him to coax him to say a few words, but Fu Cheng rarely responded.

The last time Fu Cheng had an illness was probably when the world just woke up.

No one knew why he was like that, and naturally no one healed him. Later, when he fell ill several times, others only thought that he was losing his temper, and never thought about his illness. As a result, it was difficult to heal after such a procrastination.

Yu Hanzhou fed him medicine with a bowl.

Fu Cheng took a sip in a daze, felt bitter, and stopped drinking.

Yu Hanzhou put down the bowl, put his arms around him and patted him lightly, his brows and eyes hidden behind the bed curtain were deep and difficult to distinguish, and he was very gentle towards him when he was a teenager.

"Drink the medicine to get better, so you won't be angry."

A low coaxing sound rang close to the ears.

Fu Cheng let out a very small sob from his throat, almost thinking that he was crying in a trance, but when he looked closely, he saw that his eyes were tightly closed.

Yu Hanzhou lowered his head and pressed his forehead to his forehead, coaxing: "May I feed you?"

Fu Cheng didn't speak, but pressed her pale fist against her heart, feeling a little fragile.

There was no one in the house, Yu Hanzhou didn't want to call someone to quarrel him, so he put him back on the couch properly, covered the quilt, and got up to change a wet handkerchief.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Fu Cheng noticed that the man was leaving, she immediately opened her eyes, her bony fingers tightly grasping Yu Hanzhou's sleeves, and tears rolled down her hazy eyes.

He whimpered: "Don't go. Can you stay with me?"

"I can't help it..."

Yu Hanzhou immediately picked him up again, held him tightly in his arms, patted his back, and coaxed in a hoarse voice: "Don't be afraid, Truth hasn't left. Truth will go with you in his arms, okay?"

"Yeah." Fu Cheng just nodded, and she calmed down, softly in the man's arms.

Yu Hanzhou carried him over to get the handkerchief, and carefully wiped his face when he came back.

Fu Cheng closed her eyes, as if she was asleep.

After a long time, he said softly: "I can feel better if you are here."

"I know." Yu Hanzhou knew that the young man was fragile at this time, wrapped him in a blanket and hugged him on his lap, quickly took the bowl, and said, "Take a sip of Chengcheng."

Fu Cheng took a sip obediently, then frowned and turned her head away.

In fact, herbs that dilute the bitterness have been added to the bowl, but since it is a very bitter medicine itself, further dilution will not make it any better.

This medicine is not effective in completely curing Fu Cheng's illness. After all, the conditions of the times are limited, and mental illness is difficult to treat.

However, Yu Hanzhou has extensive knowledge and rich experience in practicing medicine, so he knows what medicine to use to relieve Fu Cheng's pain, so that he can calm down and not be tortured anymore.

The man lightly stroked Fu Cheng's cheek for a while, seeing that the young man was much quieter, he picked up the bowl and took a sip.

Immediately, rough fingers gently pinched the boy's chin, and Yu Hanzhou leaned over to seal Fu Cheng's lips.

The lips and teeth were pushed apart, and the bitter medicine was passed over bit by bit, gently sweeping over the tip of his shriveled tongue.

Fu Cheng's feet couldn't help being twisted in one place, she leaned back, and was kissed even deeper.

He was forced to swallow the medicine, and was sucked and teased soothingly, and he became a little dazed.

When Yu Hanzhou let go of his lips and tongue, Fu Cheng Fang took a belated breath and pressed his bright red lips.

But after a while, the man fed the medicine again, forcing Fu Cheng to open her mouth meekly, accepting the feeding that was almost like a deep kiss.

Some unswallowable concoction slid down the snow-colored skin and was licked away again.

The touching lips and tongues separated for a moment, and then quickly stuck together again, over and over again.

Fu Cheng felt very bitter, but his whole body was so soft that he couldn't lift himself up. The secret pleasure spread from between the lips and teeth that met, making him feel as drunk as if he had drunk wine, his cheeks were hot and flushed, and he was almost drunk.

After feeding countless times, the bowl full of medicine is destined to be completely imprinted in Fu Cheng's memory.

In the end, he couldn't help but blushed, buried in Yu Hanzhou's arms, breathing heavily, almost crying.

It's just that I'm still ill and weak at this time, so it's not suitable to be too indulgent.

Yu Hanzhou put his arms around him, put down the bed curtain, and the surrounding area became much darker.

Fu Cheng was hugged and rubbed gently, her feet couldn't help but tense, and the mattress was messed up.

When the impulse completely calmed down, he was already limp in Yu Hanzhou's arms, too tired to open his eyes.

"Sleep, dear." Yu Hanzhou kissed his sweaty neck, and wrapped him in the quilt.

The effect of the medicine slowly took effect, and Fu Cheng also fell asleep peacefully.

When he was completely asleep, the man let go of Fu Cheng, got off the couch, and fetched warm water to wipe him clean.

Because the undershirt was dirty and needed to be changed, Yu Hanzhou started to change it for him again.

In the dim gauze tent, Fu Cheng lying on his side has thin shoulder bones, and the butterfly bones on his white and greasy back are extremely obvious. His snowy skin is as warm and soft as jade, except for some red marks on his abdomen, which seems to be covered by rough skin. The red marks left by rubbing the pads of his fingers.

Yu Hanzhou didn't delay much, he put on the underclothes for him, and wrapped him tightly in a brocade quilt to prevent Fu Cheng from catching cold.

The serving maid knelt outside, picked up Fu Cheng's clothes in the basin, and looked up, only to see a man standing beside the bed bending over to put a pillow for the beauty on the bed.

The dark court clothes she changed into in the morning were already messy at this time, and in the light and shadow of the afternoon, she lost a bit of nobility and abstinence, but more tenderness and sweetness.

Looking at the clothes in the basin again, there is only Shizi alone. It seems that Shizi has been ill for a long time but has not recovered, and it is unknown if he fell ill again.

Otherwise, my lord wouldn't see outsiders today, and even the Minister of the Household Department and others would just wait in vain before leaving.

The maid had already been married to someone, so she was not surprised, she quickly stepped forward and put down the raised bead curtains and gauze curtains layer by layer, so as to block the too bright shadow of the sun, and then she took the basin and the empty medicine bowl Quietly leave.

Hearing the very light closing sound of the door, Yu Hanzhou sat on the couch, leaned over and traced the sleeping figure of the boy with his fingertips.

Fu Cheng had exhausted her energy just now, so she should be able to sleep soundly this time.

Yu Hanzhou pressed against the young man's forehead, lightly pecked his lips, and murmured: "It will be fine when you wake up."

The author says:

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