The high-cold actor is clingy by nature

"Okay." The child's clothes looked like a servant at first glance, but they were different at a closer look. His eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to the master of the Liu family. He lowered his head and answered in a muffled voice, his tone of joy could not be concealed.

It can be seen that the child likes plants more than flowers and plants. He reads books in his small room every day, looks for ways, takes good care of the flowers, and even eats and sleeps with it.

The maids and servants in the mansion didn't treat him very well, and they didn't say anything when they passed by, and even said it to his face.
"What a waste, what can I do, I can only play with flowers and plants, is this something that inferior people should do?" These sharp words kept piercing my heart day and night.

There was always fire in the child's eyes, "I want to grow this flower well, I want to learn about plants, and I want to stand out." He encouraged himself.

The strange thing is, not only did the flower fail to bloom, but it gradually withered. The servants who came and went every day stared at him and watched him make mistakes, so that they could report to the housekeeper for rewards.

How could this flower be hidden, on the first day withered yellow was taken out by the housekeeper and beaten up, and the news spread throughout the house, making life even more difficult.

Censored day by day, beaten day by day.

The old wound was not healed, and a new wound was added, no one took care of it, and the wound was difficult to heal. He was lying on his wooden bed as hard as iron, dying.

In the empty room, there are only old books on the table and withered and dying epiphyllum in the corner, passing away with the person on the bed.

how come?How could he do this?Lin Cuo looked a little sad.Did he kill a person in his life?
An Tan leaned out from the flowerpot, and rushed into Tan Yang's body when he was about to breathe his last.

The servant sent by the housekeeper's wife pushed open the door, rolled Tan Yang into a torn mat, and threw him, along with his books, into the mass grave.

"Who told you that you are the blood of the master, you are suppressed by the main house, it is good to die, so as not to suffer all the suffering in this deep house." The boy still has some conscience, and he still has some sympathy for him. "The madam also asked me to bring some wild dogs to watch you being eaten up, that's all, leaving your whole body as a blessing."

Tan Yang fell asleep in the mass grave for two days. There were all kinds of tattered clothes, skeletons and white bones. Perhaps it was the scent of plants and trees all the year round, but snakes and insects were not close. When he woke up two days later, his whole temperament was different. , he became Azumi.

Qin Yang's body gave An Tan new opportunities.

Holding those dilapidated old books with loose bindings, he returned to Liu's house, to the only small room that could be called home.

Everyone in the Liu family noticed that the soft persimmon had changed, and there was a shocking power in his eyes. He began to face up to his identity, and began to wear elegant moon white gowns.

"My sister-in-law just wants me not to fight with my brother. I don't have that kind of thought. I don't know how to do business, let alone study. I just want to play with flowers and plants. I don't want to worry about someone messing with epiphyllum, let alone dragging me away. Isn’t it good to live in peace at the mass grave? Don’t you think that if you do more evil, your brother will receive blessings?”

The housekeeper's wife felt a little guilty because of this matter, but she didn't want to worry about it anymore.

An Tan was reading those books in his room, all of which were about flowers and plants, which was very boring. An Tan still had the patience to finish reading them bit by bit. There were a lot of annotations in the book, and the annotations were about the medicinal properties of various flowers. .

Then I understood something.

The days went on like this, during the long boring time, An Tan rescued the epiphyllum, and then patiently waited for Tan Yang's plan to come true.

The peaceful days were broken on a certain day when the head of the Liu family called him over.

Before this, a young servant had just returned from delivering food to the woodshed and reported to the Patriarch, "Patriarch, that girl has started a hunger strike. Although she didn't say anything, her lips were pale, and the room smelled of rancidity."

The Patriarch waved his hand to dismiss the boy, thought for a long time, and ordered, "Call me Tan Yang."

The kind-hearted middle-aged man has the same eyebrows and eyes as Tan Yang, the difference is that Tan Yang's eyes are clean, while the Patriarch's eyes are cloudy.The head of the family patted him on the shoulder, "Tan Yang, I know you have liked plants since you were a child, how about this, you can do something for me, you can buy any book, and if you want to learn about plants, I will also invite you a gardener. "

An Bin remained silent and did not answer.

The Patriarch's face was pulled down, and his expression was a little displeased.In this place, no one dares to throw face at me!

For some reason, An Tan readily agreed, "Okay, I'll help you, but you have to answer my three questions first."

Hearing this, the displeasure of the Patriarch dissipated, "Speak."

"I'm your son?" The question was asked calmly, without any ups and downs, more like a statement.

"Yes." The Patriarch didn't want to admit it, so he answered with difficulty.

"I almost died before, do you know?" This question was asked naively, like a child acting like a spoiled child.

The family mainly has a conscience and would never treat his own blood like this. An Tan still felt sorry for Tan Yang in his heart.

"Your sister-in-law cried so much that she said that you were dying of plague and could only be carried to a mass grave, and I couldn't help it because of my heartache." The father-son affectionate words were so false that it was tiresome.

"Did my father find a doctor to treat me, did he leave me something to commemorate, did he treat me as his son for a moment?"

"You have too many questions." The head of the family stopped An Tan coldly.

There was no expression on An Bin's face, "I've finished asking my questions, tell me what do you want me to do?"

"Your state today is not suitable for talking about this, let's talk about it another day."

"Whether it's suitable or not, isn't this all a deal? I'll do things for you, and you'll give me money." An Tan's tone was almost sarcasm.

"Go and help me stabilize a person. You can deceive and deceive her. You have to drag her, give her hope, let her live, and live well." A sharp light flashed in the eyes of the Patriarch.

An Tan was brought to the entrance of the firewood house, and then he met Linglong. During this period, An Tan was really busy, he had to go out to buy all kinds of gadgets.There are various pastries, plant books, medicine bottles and some tools brought back in big and small bags.

He always hides in his room during the day, reading books and studying various plants, which is why the whole Liu family firmly believes that he is Tan Yang.

A year passed quickly, and An Tan knew everything during this year.

Knowing that Tan Yang's medicine jar brother is terminally ill, he can only lie in his room all day long, and the place directly below his room is where Linglong was imprisoned.

Knowing that Linglong was used to renew his brother's life, he burned incense and prayed for the Liu family when he was alive, and died for the young master of the Liu family.