And, on the way he grew up, there were several brothers, and he remembered all his feelings on those brothers, but for some reason, his brothers should have been separated from him, or died, and he suffered a great blow, so he became so depressed and had thoughts of suicide.

"If there is no good place to go, I, as the eldest brother who is a few years older than you, propose, it is better to stay with me. You will not be a subordinate, nor will you be a guard, but my real family, and I will treat you as my own family, a brother. Liang Youcai said sincerely.

No. 7 was stunned for a moment, and looked at Liang Youcai in disbelief.

From the moment he became aware, it was as if God had deliberately put all the tragedy on his head.

Wandering orphans, tools of war, cash cows that fight non-stop...

No one had ever said anything like this to him, not even the instructor with whom he had known him for the longest time.

"Why don't you just listen to the eldest brother, stay down first, and wait for a while?" Liang Youcai asked tentatively.

Seven is torn and doesn't know how to answer.

After thinking for a while, he nodded slightly.

Liang Youcai was overjoyed, nodded with a smile, and then asked the maid and the doctor in the house to take care of No. 7's life more carefully.

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Before you know it, three months have passed.

Seven's body is already intact, and every day he sits on the stone tablet in the garden, watching the sunset and sunrise, with an indescribable warmth and calm.

Although No. 7's residence is the west wing of the Liang Mansion, there are often people going to see him up and down the house, holding all kinds of things and different supplements.

Seven was a little flattered at first, and even thought everyone was too friendly, and felt a little uncomfortable.

But everyone has a kind face, revealing the warmth like a spring breeze, and the No. 7 guard, the cold heart, is gradually beginning to melt.

Since Liang Youcai saw him, he hadn't been here for a long time, and everyone came to him without any expression except curiosity.

Seven's originally hellish life suddenly came to so many people who cared about him and loved him, and he was still a little uncomfortable for a while.

He refused every time, but the maid who came just smiled "hee-hee", then said no more, put down his things and left.

No. 7 was bored and stayed in the Liang Mansion, neither did he go, nor did he stay.

Finally, one early morning.

No. 7 said to the maid who took care of him: "Master Liang, I want to see Master Liang!"

The maid was stunned for a few seconds...

Then he burst out in surprise and shouted, "Wow! You're finally talking!"

After saying this, he quickly ran towards the courtyard of Fuzhong.

Seven was speechless...

Can't you speak?

After a while, Liang Youcai, followed by more than a dozen burly men, came to the room of No. 7.

"Young man, are you looking for me?" Liang Youcai still isolated everyone as he did the first time, and then gently closed the door and asked kindly.

Seven faced an unnatural embarrassment, after all, he had rarely spoken before.

After thinking about it for a long time, he slowly said, "Yes, I... I thought..."He couldn't say anything about the rest of the story.

Liang Youcai smiled slightly in his heart, but his face was very eager: "Brother, have you decided to stay?"

Seven nodded slowly, but immediately shook his head.

Liang Youcai looked at the expression of the young man in front of him, even if he had read countless people, he didn't understand what he meant at the moment.

"I don't know what I can do..."After holding it for a long time, Seven said slowly...

Liang Youcai had the urge to slap himself, hating himself for being stupid, so he said happily: "What do you want to do?"

At this moment, Liang Youcai was still reluctant to reveal the thoughts in his heart.

(Brothers, I went to save the wounded again, and helped my friends...) Today you have to have less, and tomorrow you have to catch up on it. After all, imagine what it would be like for you to have a loved one in your family who was sick... Mood... ）