Shen Ancuo walked along the corridor all the way to the front yard where Yu Shiqian lived, passed by many servants and maidservants standing on both sides, and walked into the study room several times larger than other rooms.

Incense was still burning in the room, which smelled the same as Yu Shiqian's body, like the smell of some kind of plant leaves, Shen Ancuo took a few more sniffs.

The appearance of a tree subconsciously appeared in his mind, and he was suddenly stunned, as a memory flooded into his brain.

There is a eucalyptus in the distance.

That tree probably has a lifespan of a hundred years, and a person with a thick trunk cannot hug it.

A slender young man in red was squatting on a crumbling branch, holding a kitten in his arms, each with the same panic-stricken expressions.

"Brother, you have to hold me steady."

Looking down from the perspective of the boy in red, he found that there was also a boy standing under the tree. He was about a few years older than the boy on the tree, but he was as tall as a grown man.

The voice is also deep and mature: "Cuo'er, come down quickly."

"Then don't attack me, I'll go down now."

"Well, I'm not going to kill you." Although his tone was harsh, he always kept what he said.

The boy hesitated for a moment, then said crisply: "Alright then."

While moving his steps, he muttered: "I came up to save the cat, not to climb trees for fun. Don't punish me like last time."

The man under the tree who was called brother had broad arms and a calm expression, which made people feel safe for no reason.

The young man in red met his eyes, smiled obediently and flatteringly, and finally hugged the cat in his arms, and fell into his broad embrace like a butterfly with broken wings, wrapped in the fragrance of the tree.

Only then did Shen Ancuo see clearly that the boy's appearance was exactly the same as his own.

He suddenly came back to his senses and found that he had been standing there for quite a while.

The voice from inside the house merged with the tall boy standing under the tree.

"Shen Ancuo."

His tone was not as intimate as before, it was unmistakably indifferent and indifferent.

Shen Ancuo felt inexplicably aggrieved when he heard him calling his name. He just remembered calling him Cuoer, why didn't he call him now?

Don't like him?

It seems that he doesn't like himself anymore, he has already promised his father, and he still treats himself like that... But, how can he not like himself?

Shen Ancuo was stunned, his eyes were red, and he walked in under the urging of the servant.

Yu Shiqian was sitting at the desk, dealing with the busy affairs of the clan, ranging from various business cases to trivial daily disputes.

The brush in his hand kept waving, Xu Shi didn't hear any movement for a long time, he raised his head to look at Shen Ancuo who was standing there.

That pretty face was full of loneliness, she quickly raised her eyes to look at him, and then lowered her eyes with red tails.

Yu Shiqian was taken aback for a moment, and tried it out calmly, but found nothing, so he put down his pen and asked, "But does it hurt?" After finishing speaking, before Shen Ancuo could answer, he took the paper from the drawer of the deskTake out the medicine.

"Crawl on the couch inside."

"Oh." He walked in obediently, and only realized when he got to the back room. This is where Yu Shiqian slept.

And the people here seem to be paying attention to their personal space, so he just let himself in!?

Doesn't he hate himself?

But it's not right to say that, after all, some of his actions didn't look like he hated himself. Before Shen Ancuo could think of anything, he was pushed onto the bed.

Then he circled him with great strength, stretched out his hand towards his collar, and was about to tear it apart.

"Wait, wait a minute, I'll take it off myself." Urgent, what's the hurry, really, it was easy to tear off.

Yu Shiqian's deep voice came from behind: "If you don't take the medicine, the wound will soon fester."

Shen Ancuo knelt on the bed with his back facing Yu Shiqian, stretched out his hand to untie his collar, and slowly slid it down, revealing delicate skin, round and beautiful shoulders and a thin back.

There are hideous wounds on the large expanse of fair skin.

He felt that he should ask Yu Shiqian for a comforting look now, but he didn't look back, he was afraid of seeing the cold indifference in Yu Shiqian's eyes.

Shen Ancuo lay on the bed and thought, this is obviously his goal, so why do he care so much about him.

The cold ointment was carefully rubbed on the wound, and the pain that appeared as the system gradually weakened was relieved a little.

Shen Ancuo's arm resting on his chin was numb. He slowly pulled out his hand to change a pillow, but accidentally touched the wound.

He took a few breaths coquettishly: "Brother, it hurts."

He didn't realize what he called Yu Shiqian until he finished speaking.

But the person who applied the medicine to himself only paused for a while, then recovered for a while, and continued to apply the medicine to him, Shen Ancuo breathed a sigh of relief.

I actually called his elder brother like in that memory, why is this!!?Whether that actually happened is uncertain.

So shameful, so shameful...

After Yu Shiqian finished taking the medicine, he immediately went back to the west wing where the servant lived.

Yu Shiqian looked at the red blood oozing slightly from his back when he tripped over the threshold, and silently clenched his fists in his sleeves.

Immediately, right away, just wait for Cuoer, wait for a while.

Shen Ancuo, who returned to the Datong shop in the west wing, ran into his younger brother Yang Zheng who had just cleaned for him. He was slightly surprised to see Shen Ancuo come back.

"Have you finished cleaning? Yang Zheng, you are so quick, so make a note of this time first, and I will pay you back later." Shen Ancuo thanked him, his face turning pale.

Yang Zheng nodded, and hurriedly said to him: "Go in and rest first, it's important to heal your injuries."

After the thin figure entered the door, Yang Zheng walked away thoughtfully.

The Shen family was poor, and his whole family had died tragically since he was a child. It is self-evident who raised Shen Ancuo, who is so delicate.

He didn't keep him, probably he really let go, so that there will be fewer things in the clan, which is a good thing.

He looked at the moon that was covered by layers of clouds and mist, and he sighed.

Shen Ancuo was overworked all day today, and fell asleep with the pillow on his hands, but today seemed particularly strange, and even had more dreams.

In the dream, he returned to that study room again, but this time he no longer lay on the bed tensely in fear.

He was washing himself in the bathtub behind the barrier. A few petals floated in the water, reflecting the figure of a young boy with black hair and shawls, delicate and pretty, smiling confidently: "Brother, come and hug me to bed!"

And the man sitting at the desk outside the house has a black background with golden patterns, and his face is as calm as water, practicing calligraphy.

Hearing this, before he stopped writing, a look of doting flashed across his eyes: "Cuo'er, be good, my brother is practicing calligraphy, you go to sleep first, okay?"

As soon as the words fell, a skillful coquettish voice came from inside: "No, I want you to hug me. If you don't hug me, I'll just stay in the bucket and soak myself until I'm wrinkled. Maybe I won't.Be careful to fall asleep, brother, you will suffocate to death in it before you know it."

Shen Ancuo grabbed the tub and yelled out: "You can't bear it! Is practicing calligraphy more important than me..." He listened to the movement while talking, and as expected, he heard regular footstepsVoice.

He smiled and said in satisfaction: "Brother, I knew you would come, wait, wait a minute, don't come in, I haven't got any clothes on yet... Ah! Brother, are you a hooligan?"Putting on his outer robe, Yu Shiqian had already walked in, stretched his hand under his armpit to pick him up, and put a fluffy dress on him with the other hand.

"Wear it, don't take it off."

Shen Ancuo tore off his clothes from the top of his head: "What, what?"

Although he was very puzzled, he still put it on obediently, and when he understood it, he blushed in a daze.

The clothes are light and fluffy like gauze, and they are still translucent when worn on the body, and they stick to the body as soon as they walk. It feels strange to the touch. He suddenly understood, and said silently: "Brother, you really are a hooligan."

But Yu Shiqian didn't allow him to take it off, so he had to walk out carefully from behind the barrier, but saw Yu Shiqian was waiting for him with folded arms, his black eyes were dark and romantic, and he subconsciously knew that he was in the dream.Angry.

Shen Ancuo forgot to be sorry, and leaned forward to look at him, "I...are you angry? I'm just kidding. I won't die. My brother raised me so much with delicious food.Die with my brother."

Seeing that Yu Shiqian's face remained unchanged, he lowered his lips and said, "I don't want to die later than you, I will be very sad."

Yu Shiqian saw that he looked like he had been bruised, and finally put down his arm to touch the top of his hair: "Brother will protect you well, we won't die."

"Okay, don't worry about it, I will carry you to sleep."

Shen Ancuo was easily lifted by him, and his mood immediately floated into the air, his eyes were curved, as if as long as he was coaxed by him, all bad moods would disappear.

The dream broke down here, and the scene changed, and Shen Ancuo was alone in Yu Shiqian's study, playing with a brush in every possible way.

He suddenly heard a flurry of heavy footsteps outside, he inadvertently raised his head and saw many figures standing outside through the door of the study.

The scarlet torch fell into the clear eyes.

The brush in Shen Ancuo's hand flicked, and the ink spilled on the paper, panicking like a small animal.

"Brother, brother." Help me.

The people outside the door were still shouting loudly: "Come out, evil thing, you have been hiding in Young Master Yu's room all day, getting close to Young Master Yu, what is your intention?"

"Master Wizard said you are a goblin, then you must have become a goblin, so hurry up and show yourself!"

"Isn't it enough for you to kill your whole family? Do you still want to kill Young Master Yu? Get out of Heyan Village! You don't want to hurt our villagers!"

"You two, go and bring him out to me."

Shen Ancuo's face turned pale immediately, and he wanted to shrink back, so he kept calling Yu Shiqian's name.