The sick young master went to dance again

The atmosphere in the living room was a bit dignified, and it was so quiet that one could hear the "tick-tick" sound of the clock turning.

Lu Si's hands were clasped together unconsciously, so hard that the veins on the back of his hands were obviously bulging.

Song Yunxiu's words echoed in his mind over and over again, and his heart throbbed over and over again.

An emotion called distress spread from the bottom of my heart and spread to all limbs.

Song Xiaoguai was still so young at that time, he must have been very scared, helpless and desperate...

Lu Si couldn't imagine how painful his injured leg must be for such a young child.

How did he get here all these years, will he be woken up again and again in the middle of the night, and will be tortured by nightmares again and again...

Song Yuxing is only 19 years old.

"Later, Song Maoxue was imprisoned for intentionally hurting someone, and Xiaoguai was sent to the local orphanage."

Song Yunxiu tried his best to speak in a calm tone: "He has been in the orphanage for ten years. The director of the orphanage is a very good person, and the children there are also very kind. Although the material conditions are not good, the little boy has at least I was no longer beaten, scolded and tortured."

"More than half a year ago, when we found Xiaoguai, we also went to the orphanage."

"The dean told us that when Xiaoguai was sent to the orphanage, his body was covered with bruises and bruises all over his body. The combination of new and old injuries was all over his body. It looked very scary."

"I really can't imagine..." Song Yunxiu couldn't maintain a calm tone, his voice trembled, and the circles of his eyes began to turn red.

"If he had been with Song Maoxue all those years ago and suffered that kind of treatment, would he still be able to survive until now and be found by us?"

Lu Si's heart also trembled.

Song Yunxiu didn't dare to imagine it, and neither did he. As long as he thought of this possibility, his chest would feel congested and he couldn't breathe.

"We all inquired about these things from the dean or the neighbors near Song Maojiao at that time." Song Yunxiu raised his hand and touched his face, and then said: "Little boy seldom mentions the past to us."

"On the one hand he doesn't want to make us sad, on the other hand, he doesn't want to recall these painful experiences again."

"We dare not mention these things in front of him again. This feeling is like digging a scabbed wound with our own hands, dripping with blood."

"But you've also seen that even if he doesn't want to recall and deliberately forgets the past, he still can't let it go subconsciously. He will even dream about it and be afraid."

"That is the shadow branded deep in his heart, which will torture him for the rest of his life and make him unable to rest in peace."

Lu Si's eyes were already red, he looked up at the ceiling, blinked, his deep voice was slightly hoarse: "Indeed."

He heard a voice that he tried to restrain but couldn't help trembling.

"You always say that I'm a spoiled brother, that's right..." Song Yunxiu pulled up his lips and smiled, but tears welled up in his eyes, "I, my father and my mother love my little boy very much, and I can't wait to see you Give him the best things in the world."

"Because apart from these things, we can't do anything else except treat him well, give him the best material conditions, and give him the warmth and love of his family."

"We just want him to be happy and happy, and try to make him forget the painful memories of the past."

It was also the first time for Song Yunxiu to talk about these things with others, because this was also a shadow in his heart.

Even if everything is back on track now, these self-blame and guilt will torture him for the rest of his life.

Lu Si didn't know what to say, all the words were pale, without personal experience, there is no real empathy in this world.

He just patted his friend's shoulder reassuringly, and after a moment of silence, he said, "It will get better."

Lu Si wanted to be nice to Song Yuxing, but now that he knew these things, he just wanted to be doubly nice to Song Yuxing.

Song Yuxing not only has his parents who love him, his brother, but also him.

……

Song Yuxing felt that he had many dreams, and he didn't know which ones were real and which ones were illusory.

He felt as if he had fallen into a deep sleep, and woke up dizzy, and when he opened his eyes, he met Lu Si's eyes that were like his mother's, emitting a loving light.

"..."

It was quite sudden.

who is he?Where is he?What's the situation?

Song Yuxing sat up in shock in his dying illness, and hurriedly lifted the quilt to take a look. Fortunately, he was still wearing clothes.

No, it's not his clothes!

He stretched out his index finger and poked Lu Si's chest angrily, his voice was hoarse, "Why am I in your house, what did you do to me?!"

Wasn't he in the swimming pool Patry last night, and then he got drunk and was almost taken advantage of by that pervert, and then Lu Si came...

Then again?

Hiss... I'm so dizzy, I shouldn't have drunk so much wine last night, and I don't even know what happened.

Seeing Song Yuxing's alert face, Lu Si's facial muscles twitched uncontrollably.

So much happened last night that he forgot it all when he woke up.

However, forget it.

Now he was resurrected with full blood and began to show his teeth and claws.

Lu Si poured a glass of water and handed it to Young Master Song who opened his teeth and claws, "Seeing that your voice is hoarse, drink some water first."

Song Yuxing was really thirsty, he quickly grabbed the cup, raised his head and gulped down most of the water in a few sips.

At this moment, Lu Si stretched out his hand and made a gesture to touch his forehead, but he immediately tilted his head vigilantly, "What are you doing?"

Lu Si: "You have a fever in the middle of the night today, I just want to touch your forehead to see if it's still hot."

Song Yuxing: "You just got mad!"

Lu Si: "..." Sure enough, she forgot everything, Song Xiaoguai's heart was boundless.

Even though he said so, Song Yuxing reached out to touch his forehead, and then raised his hand to touch Lu Si's forehead.

He touched it several times, made a serious comparison, and finally came to the conclusion: "Your one is hotter."

Lu Si: "It seems that you are really well."

"I won't tell you anymore, I have to go back." Song Yuxing lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed.

However, before his feet touched the ground, the man sitting by the bed suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled him into his arms. His strong arms wrapped around his waist, clasped the back of his head, and held him firmly in his arms. , the action is strong, but it reveals a bit of gentleness.

Song Yuxing was stunned for a moment, and forgot to react for a moment.

The man rested his chin lightly on the young man's shoulder, smelling his breath.

"Song Yuxing, I, Lu Si, the luckiest thing in my life is to meet you."

Lu Si whispered in his ear: "I will treat you well, no matter now or in the future, I will always treat you well."

"Song Yuxing, don't leave me."

The man's magnetic voice was deep, very light and soft, affectionate, and even a little cautiously begging.

Every word hit Song Yuxing's heart heavily.

It made his heart beat faster, his ears felt hot, and a different kind of emotion rippled in his heart.

The dog man suddenly became so serious, it really made him a little bit overwhelmed.

"I...you have taken the wrong medicine, let go first!" Song Yuxing struggled, but Lu Si's arms around him were like iron arms, and he refused to let go no matter what.

Lu Si's lips were almost close to Song Yuxing's ears, her thin lips opened and closed, her voice was low and deep, "Little boy, let me hug you for a while, okay?"

The gushing breath from the man when he spoke fell into Song Yuxing's ears, his body froze, and his whole body felt numb as if it had been electrified.

His already slightly red ears were so red that they were about to bleed, and even his bloodless cheeks were stained with an intoxicating blush.

All right, just hug me, I've done all the intimate things, it's not a big deal.

However, why did he hear a trace of sadness from Lu Si's tone of voice just now?

What is Lu Si sad about?

Although he didn't know what was going on, Song Yuxing thought about it, and raised his hand to gently pat the other person's shoulder as comfort.

The tightly closed curtains blocked the bright sunlight outside, and the dark bedroom gradually became quiet, with some subtle and charming atmosphere spreading in the air.

Time seems to be still, so quiet that only each other's breathing and heartbeat can be felt.

"..."

Song Yunxiu, who was standing outside the door, finally couldn't stand it anymore, and interrupted the two people who were in a good mood with a deadpan voice: "Cough...cough cough!"

It's fine for Lu Si, a pig, to cheat on Xiaobaicai behind his back, but he can't bear to cheat on him in front of him!

Such behavior must not be tolerated!

He looked upset!

Song Yuxing woke up like a dream, and immediately pushed Lu Si away forcefully. How could he hug Lu Si so tenderly?

Probably brain flooded.

Song Yu stood up abruptly, not knowing where to put his hands, and the embarrassed expression on his small face looked like he was caught having an affair by an elder at home.

And Lu Si received the death stare from his future brother-in-law, and he stood up shyly, selectively ignoring it.

"Brother, why are you here?" Song Yuxing scratched his messy short silver-gray hair in embarrassment, without even wearing shoes, and walked quickly to his brother with bare feet, away from Lu Si.

"I heard that you are sick, so I came here to take a look." Song Yunxiu raised his hand and touched his younger brother's forehead. The temperature had returned to normal. He still asked worriedly: "Is it still uncomfortable? Is there any discomfort? Does the leg hurt? pain?"

It seems that he really has a fever, and a few fragmentary images suddenly appeared in Song Yuxing's mind, Lu Si hugged him, and talked to him like coaxing a child: "It's okay, be good, don't be afraid... ..."

"What's wrong? Is there something uncomfortable?" Song Yunxiu was stunned suddenly when he saw his expression, and asked with concern.

Song Yuxing immediately came back to his senses, touched the tip of his nose unnaturally, "It's okay, I'm much better now."

It's wrong to drink.

"Then put your shoes on quickly, with your fragile body, don't catch a cold again later." Lu Si put the shoes at his feet.

Song Yuxing looked at the pair of pink strawberry slippers and fell silent for a moment.

"..."

Why is this bitch's chirping thing still there!