"It's all your fault! How can I say it so heavy, if something happens to my son, I won't be alive! ”

"Hey, I really, really regret not being at the beginning! If Wu'er can wake up, I won't stop him from doing anything in the future! ”

"What's the use of you saying this! Woooooooooooo ”

"Madame... Don't cry yet. ”

"Tsk, can you two stop arguing, people aren't dead." Dr. Wang took his pulse again.

Yu Hualiang slept for a long time, and suddenly he had a headache when he was so quiet that he opened his eyes in a daze and looked at two people in ancient costumes, and he fell asleep again in fright.

Yu Hualiang, an art teacher, has a monthly salary of 5,000, and the weather was fine that day, so he rented a boat and was going to the lake to sketch comfortably.

Who knows where a school of fish came from swimming under his boat, and his paintbrush fell into the water, and the high-end pen he had spent two hundred dollars on it.

He was in a hurry and went to fish, but who knew that the pen did not catch it, but the person fell.

But obviously he can swim and fall into the water, just like someone deliberately dragged him, he can't move, and when he thinks of this, it's like bumping into a water ghost!

As soon as he opened his eyes, there was still an ancient atmosphere blowing in his face, and he suspected that he was still dreaming.

So he slapped himself too much, this force seemed to be heavy, and it hurt to fan himself. He touched his face as he looked at the ink paintings on the walls of the room.

Yu Hualiang glanced at it and commented: Garbage!

It's rubbish, when he was learning ink, it was much better than this, it should be left blank without blank, and it should be painted black without black.

The bamboo is painted like a burning stick, and the leaves are also soft and lying on their stomachs without any bones.

As an art teacher, Yue Hualiang can't bear to look at it directly.

The room was ventilated, but fortunately there was a stove, and the more and more cold shivering wrapped in the quilt, and roasted around the stove.

His mind was blank, it was still summer when he drowned, why was it winter. and the clothes on his body, which turned out to be the white clothes worn by ancient people.

And his own hair turned out to be long hair.

Now there are only two possibilities, one is to dream, and the other is to see hell.

Yue Hua's conscience was worried about the fire by the stove, waiting for someone to open his door, he didn't dare to go out anyway.

It really made him wait, and the servant who came in to change the charcoal fire came in with a basket on his shoulder, and saw Yu Hualiang around the fire.

Immediately, his eyebrows fluttered, and he threw down the basket and ran out shouting, "Madam! Master! The young master is awake! Someone, the young master has woken up. ”

Thanks to him, the house is more lively.

A richly dressed woman hugged him and cried, "Son, you are awake."

The long-bearded man behind him was chubby and circled around Yue Hualiang: "Wu'er."

Yu Hualiang pushed the woman away and said coldly: "You admit that you are wrong, I am not your son."

The woman and the man looked at each other, and soon realized the seriousness of the matter, and quickly invited Dr. Wang to show him.

Doctor Wang looked at him for a while and sighed: "Ling Lang, I'm afraid I'm crazy if I get it."

Yu Hualiang said: "I'm not sick!" Where is this? ”

Doctor Wang glanced at him, became more determined, and turned to the woman: "I have recently developed a new method, which can just cure this disease, can Mrs. Yu allow me to try?"

When the woman understood this, she knew that her son had a cure and casually agreed.

Yu Hualiang originally wanted to persuade this Doctor Wang, but when he saw a ten-centimeter-long gold needle that Doctor Wang took out from his medicine box.

Yu Hualiang couldn't say anything anymore, he hugged the woman's thigh and cried: "Mom! Oh no, mother! I remembered that you are my mother! ”

Doctor Wang smiled: "I haven't used a needle yet, Ling Lang's illness will be cured."

Hey, the more I think about it, I really want you to get a few stitches, I don't know if he still has a life.

The chubby man thanked, "Thank you so much, Doctor Wang."

Doctor Wang was modest: "Where is it, what kind of thank you are talking about in your friendship, but I think I should give Ling Lang a few injections, so as not to relapse."

Relapse you, sister! Yue Hualiang recognized "father, mother" to escape the catastrophe of being pricked to death by needles.

I've been here for a few more days, and he knows pretty much about this body.

Yue Hualiang is the son of Yue Ming, the royal painter of the court, but Yue Hualiang's painting talent seems to have been gnawed by a dog in his mother's womb, and he has done nothing until now.

Not only did he have nothing to do in his life, but he was also infected with quirks, broken sleeves, that is, sameness, sex, and love. The person he liked was a guest in the flower tavern, and this time he wanted to redeem him, and Yue Ming disagreed.

That's the kind of thing that happened to commit suicide by jumping into the lake.

Yue Hualiang sighed, and talked about the original body owner, what is the habit of whether it is good or not, it is not a broken sleeve. If I were my father, I wouldn't agree.

When I looked up and saw these paintings, how to look at how I was upset, the more I thought about it, anyway, the master is dead, and it is better to keep a few paintings to annoy myself than to burn them.

The more the painting said, he did it, and the painting was burning, The door was suddenly pushed open, and he walked in for a while wearing a refreshing jacket.

He saw him burn the painting, grabbed his hand and snatched it away.

Yue Hualiang was just about to remind him that the painting paper was still burning, be careful of burning his hands, he had already extinguished the fire with his hands, and hugged the painting with a gloomy expression and said: "Yue Gongzi, I really don't like Ah Liu's paintings, I shouldn't have given it to my son in the first place, and it annoyed my son."

Before Yu Hualiang could react to what was going on, he had already begun to shed tears, and suddenly he figured it out, it turned out that this painting was not the original Yue Hualiang's painting, but the young man in front of him.

So why did "Yue Hualiang" hang so many unpopular paintings in the house? The answer can be imagined, he is the confidant of "Yue Hualiang".

This young man is handsome, indeed likable, wearing a jacket, and going to his house in the heavy snow this night, I am afraid that the two of them used to have private meetings like this before.

Ah Liu saw that he didn't speak, and his expression was even more sad: "Young Master Yue, I really forgot Ah Liu..."

Yue Hualiang is very helpless, he is not a broken sleeve, even if he has all kinds of roles, he can't look down on it, this "Yue Hualiang" is not kind, he will die if he dies, and he will leave such a big problem for him.

"Oh, don't cry." Yu Hualiang had a headache and said, "Don't stand at the door, how cold it is, come here, it's warm." ”

Ah Liu's expression softened, turned around and closed the door, and sat down next to the stove.

Yu Hualiang sympathized with him, poured him a cup of hot tea, and he went to the gentle one to pick it up.

After he took a few sips, Yue Hualiang finally couldn't help but say that he wanted to reject him.

"Your name is Ah Liu, right, I'll tell you the truth, I'm not a good painter, even if he had something with you before, I can't have anything with you, you don't understand!"

Ah Liu You said with tears in his eyes: "Young Master Yue thinks about it more, Ah Liu is only here to care about Young Master Yue's body this time, Ah Liu knows that Young Master Yue and I are unreasonable, so Ah Liu is here to say goodbye to Young Master Yue." So.... So the younger master doesn't have to lie and deceive Ah Liu. ”

"Hey! I kid you not! I'm really not a good one! Yue Hua explained anxiously.

"That's it!" He seemed to be unable to listen to it anymore and interrupted Yue Hualiang's words, he got up sharply and looked at him with tears in his eyes and said, "Ah Liu will leave Yue Gongzi will not interfere in your life, it's just... Yu Gongzi, can you kiss Ah Liu again. ”

Yue Hualiang spat out the tea all over the place, he was joking! He's a straight man! How to go to the mouth of the man.

He said embarrassedly: "Ah Liu, can you change the request!"

Ah Liu's tears fell, and he turned around and said, "Ah Liu understands, you hate Ah Liu, Ah Liu understands." Suddenly, he chuckled and said, "Ah Liu will never appear in the young master's life again, never."

Yue Hualiang is a little unbearable, he doesn't discriminate against the same, sex, love, "Yue Hualiang" is gone, can't he find another one? Listening to his meaning, going back is looking for a short-term view.

Now there are two choices in front of Yu Hualiang, the first is to keep his "chastity", he loves to die. Second, kiss him, at the cost of not being able to eat for a few days, save someone's life.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Yue Hualiang couldn't bother anymore, so he got up and shouted, "Come back!"

Ah Liu turned around and burst into tears, Yue Hualiang walked over and opened his arms and was about to hug him, but he suddenly pounced, hugged Yue Hualiang's neck, and kissed him on the lips.

This action was done in one go, so that Yu Hualiang didn't have time to react, but what he didn't expect was that kissing him was not as uncomfortable as he imagined.

It's not much different from other girls' kisses....

Just when Yue Hualiang wanted to enjoy this kiss, he suddenly heard someone coughing twice, and Yu Hualiang was so frightened that he quickly pushed him away.

When I turned around, I saw an elegant young man, standing at the door, and the servant who ran to the side looked at Yue Hualiang and smiled bitterly: "Young master... I can't stop it. ”

The young man looked at him with a look that was a little wrong, and the more he drew it, he wanted to explain, but he was afraid that the more he depicted it, the darker it became.

Who is this?

The young man looked at Ah Liu coldly, and said with a proud face: "It's all my fault for disturbing my senior brother's good deeds."

Yu Hualiang looked confused and said, "Who are you?"

The young man smiled and said, "I heard that my senior brother had a bad brain after falling into the water, is it true, I can't even remember clearly?"

Who has a bad brain! This young man said three sentences, both of them were thorny, he really owed it, just now he actually called himself senior brother, then he is Yue Ming's disciple?

Yu Hualiang's mind turned to him and said, "Don't stand at the door, come in and sit."

Ah Liu looked at him with tears in his eyes, he sighed and said to him, "You go back first, I'll look for you in a few days."

After hearing him say this, Liu Ke didn't cry, and the more he saw the servant send him away, he sat down with peace of mind.

His junior brother was roasting around the stove, and the slight light of the fire reflected his side face, clean and immaculate, like a mouthful of white jade, and his eyelashes were very long and slightly curled, like folding fans in the blink of an eye.

This kid is even more handsome than the one just now, and if Yue Hualiang is really gay, of course this kind of stunning color will start. If only it were a woman, man? What a waste.

"Senior brother really doesn't remember me?"

Yue Hualiang was stunned for a moment and did not answer.

The young man continued, "I'm a Sheng, senior brother."

"Oh, Sheng." Yu Hualiang said haha.

His little face was depressed, his brows were tightened, and he said slowly: "Senior brother, it's better to stay away from him."

Yu Hualiang thought for a moment, what did he mean by "he"? Could it be that he came tonight to persuade me not to break his sleeves?

Yu Hualiang nodded and said, "Well, I will."

Ji Sheng looked at him in disbelief, he didn't expect Yu Hualiang to be so happy. It's a little embarrassing now.

Yue Hualiang didn't know what to say to him, he drank tea with his head bored, and Yue Hualiang was anxious, when will he leave, I'm going to sleep.

It may be that I fell into the lake two days ago, this is winter, the lake water can freeze to death, I am afraid that it is not good to catch a cold, I always feel cold recently, and I seem to be better after drinking the bitter medicine prescribed by Dr. Wang.

But he still wants to take Western medicine! Two tablets of medicine and a glass of water, and there is no sin at all if you take the medicine.

Yu Hualiang was really sleepy and said, "Is there anything wrong with you coming?"

Ji Sheng said: "I heard that my senior brother had an accident, so I came back to take a look."

"Oh, thank you for your concern." Yu Hualiang replied.

Ji Sheng looked at him with incredulous eyes and said, "Senior brother, why are you so polite."

Yu Hualiang continued to play haha: "Is there one? By the way, it's not early, you go to sleep. ”

He got up and took off his jacket and hung it on the clothes pole in the house, and then climbed onto Yu Hualiang's bed, not looking at himself as an outsider at all!

Yu Hualiang was anxious and dragged him up from the bed and said, "This is my bed!"

Ji Sheng's eyes were saying that he was stingy, and said aggrievedly: "I just came back tonight, and I have to leave again tomorrow, and I will clean up the house so late and let me sleep, so how long should I wait?"

He continued: "What about me sharing a bed with my senior brother, I didn't share a bed when I was a child."

Yu Hualiang's face turned red and said, "I'm sick, what should I do if I infect you!"

"I'm not afraid."

Yu Hualiang said again: "I'm the same.... Broken sleeves! You're not afraid of what I'll do to you? ”

"...."Ji Sheng smiled evilly, and Yue Hualiang had a bad premonition, "What does Senior Brother want to do to me?" ”

Yu Hualiang turned away from him and said, "No."

As soon as he turned around, he got into the quilt again, and the sound of him muffling in the quilt was heard.

"Senior brother, come up and sleep, I'm going to go tomorrow."