Boss, he is sick and only I can cure him

Lin Shuyang nodded obediently, took a bite of glutinous rice lotus root and said to Mrs. Rong with a smile: "It's delicious, thank you Rong..."

As he spoke, his eyes fell on Rong Xianyi, who was walking over with a soup bowl. The smile on his face suddenly faded, and he quietly completed the last two words, "...Mrs."

Mrs. Rong followed his gaze and understood immediately.

Look at how this child has been bullied by A Yi.

Mrs. Rong felt soft.

"Mom, drink soup." Rong Xianyi placed the soup bowl in front of Mrs. Rong.

Mrs. Rong changed her hands and placed the soup bowl in front of Lin Shuyang, "Shu Yang, drink the soup you just served while it's hot."

Lin Shu raised his eyebrows and accepted the bowl of soup unceremoniously. The soup was red date and white fungus soup with rock sugar in it. It tasted sweet.

Shortly after the meal, Mrs. Rong asked Du Qing to bring over the suit of clothes she had made for him during the Chinese New Year and the peace charm she had prayed for him in Ci'en Temple.

Du Qing sent the things directly to Rong Xianyi's room. Before he could knock on the door, Lin Shuyang came up the stairs.

"Uncle Du, give it to me directly!"

Du Qing smiled and handed the things into Lin Shuyang's hands, "Mr. Lin, you left in a hurry years ago. My wife has kept these things well and is waiting for you to come back!"

Touching the soft and clean clothes and the ordinary-style peace charm in his hands, Lin Shuyang's lips unconsciously overflowed with a gentle smile, "Mrs. Rong is so kind to me. With such an elder by my side, Mr. Rong must be very happy, right?" .”

"That's natural. Although my wife is usually cold and indifferent, she cares for the young master as much as anyone else," Du Qing said and sighed softly, "It's just a pity that after the young lady of the Liu family recovers from her illness, The engagement is about to be broken off, and my wife will probably be worried again now."

"If I don't break off the engagement, won't my wife be worried?"

"Yes, even if you don't break off the engagement, the young master's problem of not touching others..." Du Qing suddenly came to his senses as he spoke and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Lin, do you already know about this?"

Lin Shuyang pursed his lips and smiled, "Yes, I know."

This was the "gift" he personally gave to Ayi seven years ago. How could he not know about it?

"That's right. Friends should be honest with each other. It's appropriate for the young master to tell you this."

Du Qing naturally thought that it was Rong Xianyi who told him, so he sighed again, "In recent years, the young master has suffered a lot because of this strange problem. Mr. Lin must be careful when getting along with the young master in the future. Every time the young master has an attack, When I got up, my heart hurt so much that I felt heartbroken just looking at it!"

My heart hurts so much...

Lin Shuyang lowered his eyes and responded calmly: "Uncle Du, don't worry, I will pay attention."

"Hey, okay, then I'll go back first."

"Uncle Du, walk slowly."

As soon as Du Qing left, Rong Xianyi opened the door. The moment their eyes met, Lin Shuyang's eyes slightly raised, "Ayi, can I come in?"

Asking knowingly.

Rong Xianyi said two words with a cold face: "Come in."

After entering the room, Lin Shuyang began to take off his clothes. Rong Xianyi watched him with cold eyes until he was shirtless, and finally couldn't help but ask: "What are you doing?"

Lin Shuyang pointed to the neatly stacked clothes on the side and said matter-of-factly: "The clothes Mrs. Rong gave me, let me try to see if they fit."

After saying that, he opened his beautiful peach blossoms and looked at Rong Xianyi without blinking. The latter turned his face away, with a suspicious redness on the tips of his ears, "Then put them on quickly."

Lin Shuyang picked up the clothes unhurriedly, with a hint of cunning in his eyes, "They are all men, what is there to be embarrassed about? Or...Ayi is thinking about something that is embarrassing to say?"

"Lin Shuyang, that's enough!" Rong Xianyi suddenly came over and frowned, "No matter what you want to do, don't involve my mother. She can't accept a man who has evil intentions towards her son."

"You're not her, how do you know she can't accept it?" Lin Shuyang sneered, "Having evil intentions? Do you think I have evil intentions towards you?"

"That's not what I meant," Rong Xianyi lowered his eyes and sighed, seemingly helpless and at a loss. "Lin Shuyang, I can tell you clearly that I don't like men. You don't have to waste your time on me."

Lin Shuyang put on his clothes slowly and methodically, seemingly not affected by Rong Xianyi's words at all, "Oh, do you mean you hate me?"

"Hate is out of the question, I just feel..."

"What do you think? Do you think it's against nature for me to like you?"

Rong Xianyi said nothing, as if he acquiesced to these words.

Lin Shuyang's face could no longer remain tense. He laughed self-deprecatingly and looked at Rong Xianyi with slightly red eyes: "If you didn't have the problem of heartache whenever you touch someone, wouldn't you have gotten married and had children long ago?"

Rong Xianyi also asked himself this in his heart, if he didn't have this problem, would he really get married and have children?

Seeing that Rong Xianyi remained silent, Lin Shuyang felt that he had acquiesced in what he had just said.

"But I can't let you get what you want," Lin Shuyang's eyes gradually became paranoid, "You may not like me, but I will never give you a chance to be with someone else!"

Rong Xianyi raised his eyes and looked at him, and figured out another meaning from this sentence, "So you have been acting strangely since you got off the car. It's because Chang Yu told you in the car that I went to Liu's house to meet Liu Yingying today. ?”

"Yes, it is her fault that she is ill. I hope you will not see her again in the future."

"Ha~" Rong Xianyi smiled coldly, "Do you really think you can control me? I'm so old, and anyone who dares to threaten me like you has gone to hell. You'd better not test my bottom line again and again! "

Lin Shuyang lowered his head suddenly, his fingers holding the button trembled slightly, and a drop of blood slowly flowed from his palm. In order to prevent the new clothes from being stained, he quickly took his palm away and let the drop of blood fall to the ground.

"Hiss~" He took a breath.

The palm with all the burst blood bubbles appeared under Rong Xianyi's eyelids. The pale skin and blood red formed a strong contrast.

Rong Xianyi felt as if his heart was trembling along with that hand.

The anger that had just arisen was instantly replaced by an inexplicable emotion. He turned around and walked to the cabinet to get the unused medicine.

"Apply it yourself."

"But, my left hand is also injured." Lin Shuyang spread out his left hand, and the row of bloody crescent wounds on his palm was particularly obvious.

Rong Xianyi felt that the anger that had subsided in his heart had a tendency to grow again. The blood bubbles in his heart were all broken by himself!

He moved his gaze upwards and met Lin Shuyang's pitiful and aggrieved eyes. For the first time in his life, he felt that he had nowhere to vent his anger.

He took a deep breath, opened his dry throat and whispered, "Sit tight and I'll apply the medicine to you."