My lord, you have to be good

Liang Zizhan had never tried to say these four words to anyone.

Jiang Yiyu, Xu Yiyang, they have never heard these four words.

The reason why he was angry with the system was because even though he got Xu Yiyang as he wished, he never told him that he liked him and liked him fiercely.

Shen Zhi'an has already passed his thirties, once he heard some words, he didn't think too seriously, but this time is different.

He couldn't do the same thing as reading story books and listening to schoolchildren's love stories on weekdays. Whether it was beautiful or ugly, it had nothing to do with him, and the clouds were calm.

Because that person is Liang Zizhan.

The person he has kept in his heart for so many years.

Shen Zhi'an lowered his head and broke Liang Zizhan's dishonest hand from his waist, rubbed his ears with his free hands, and then pinched his legs.

No pain, nothing at all.

After a while, he chuckled, "Absurd." He shook his head, "This is the most absurd dream I've had in so many years."

"Liang Zizhan, you really shouldn't have said these four words to me."

"Why?" Liang Zizhan whispered hoarsely close to his ear, "Zhi An, you are prejudiced against me."

Shen Zhi'an was a little panicked by Liang Zizhan's scorching breath, "Don't blow in my ear."

"Help you dissipate the heat, you're all red here."

Shen Zhian gritted his teeth, "Liang Zizhan! Don't go too far."

Liang Zizhan pulled Shen Zhian off the stool, sat on the ground by himself, pulled Shen Zhian onto his lap, and supported his little butt, "Mr. Shen, I actually know."

Shen Zhian nestled in his arms, and was startled when he heard this, "What?"

Liang Zizhan pinched his cheek, "I know, even if I tell you that I love you, you won't believe it."

Shen Zhi looked into Liang Zizhan's eyes calmly, "This thing is not a ghost, if you believe it, it exists, if you don't believe it, it doesn't exist?"

Liang Zizhan pressed against the tip of his nose, "Then An'an, what do you think of me?"

"What do you think of you? So what if I told you?"

"Tell me, I want to know."

"Do not say."

"Let's talk!"

Shen Zhi'an stretched out his hand to caress Liang Zizhan's chin, and there was something Liang Zizhan couldn't understand in his eyes, as if affectionate or nostalgic, as if reluctant to part, "You just kissed me, I... a little bit reluctant."

While talking, Shen Zhi'an cried for some reason.

"A few days ago, I had the same dream repeatedly. I dreamed that I went to the morning court with a jade slip with your portrait engraved on it. Everyone laughed at me and asked me if I liked you."

Liang Zizhan listened quietly.

Shen Zhian wiped his nose, "Then I said, yes, I like him, I like him so much that I wish I could engrave him on all my wearable items and look at it every day, that's enough."

"During those days, I really dreamed about all the wearable things, doing the same thing and saying the same thing over and over again every night, but... today's dream is fresh."

"I should be too tired." Shen Zhian grinned in self-deprecating manner, "Otherwise, it's the end of my life."

Liang Zizhan wiped away his tears distressedly, "If you can't bear it, stay with me."

Shen Zhian shook his head, "It's too fake, I don't want it."

After Liang Zizhan listened, he smiled evilly. The corners of his narrowed eyes were torn open suddenly, and blood flowed out rustlingly. Not angry.

When I woke up again, it was already dark.

Shen Zhi soothed the throbbing heart in his left chest, leaning on the head of the bed and thinking about it.

Outside the door, Shen Xing yelled, "Zhi'an, it's time for dinner."

Shen Zhian hummed, stumbled out of bed, poured a basin of cold water, washed his face vigorously, and then followed Shen Xing to the dining room.

Shen Xing said with a smile, "You slipped away quickly. As soon as Dad was buried, you ran back to the house to sleep. We don't have the heart to bother you with that snore."

Shen Zhian followed behind Shen Xing with his head down, and responded perfunctorily, "Well, I'm too tired."

Shen Xing turned back to look at him, and pulled the hem of his clothes distressedly, "Then don't go to school these two days, and take a good rest."

Shen Zhian nodded.

……

Liang Zizhan and Li Zhouwen were sitting opposite each other in the dining room, drinking each other's wine. Hearing the sound of the door opening, Liang Zizhan tilted his head and smiled at Shen Zhi'an who was standing by the door, "Mr. Shen, your little face is swollen from sleeping, are you hungry?"

When Shen Zhian saw Liang Zizhan, he was startled, and subconsciously rubbed his face.

Liang Zizhan dropped the wine glass and stood up, walked in front of Shen Zhian, gently touched his chin with his fingers, "Don't rub it, it didn't turn red just now, once you rub it, you'll turn into a little cat."

Shen Zhian froze.

Liang Zizhan squatted down a little, and looked Shen Zhian from top to bottom, "I look a little more energetic than during the day, how did you sleep?"

Shen Zhian was a little embarrassed, pursed his lips, and said in a low voice, "It's good."

"Drink some wine with me tonight?"

"I don't drink." Shen Zhian frowned, "Drink it, my brother can drink it, he can't pour ten glasses."

"Then how about you take a sip of my wine? We share the same wine glass, so you can make fun of it, okay?"

Liang Zizhan stared into Shen Zhian's eyes, and pressed Shen Zhian's light gray robe forward, Shen Zhian took a few steps back, Liang Zizhan immediately moved forward a few steps, and finally, Shen Zhian was completely enclosed in the door frame by him .

"Mr. Shen..." Liang Zizhan called out close to him, "How long have you been asleep, I miss you."

Shen Zhian was slightly startled: "..."

Liang Zizhan grinned and approached his ear with a smile, "Is it too late to sleep? Why are you so red?"

Shen Zhi'an bit his lip, and hummed in a panic, "It's over."

"After dinner in a while, how about I rub your shoulders for you?"

Shen Zhian was taken aback, "No, I don't want it."

Shen Xing thought the two of them were tired, so he bypassed them and walked straight towards Li Zhouwen, "Congee Wen!"

Li Zhouwen narrowed his eyes and pinched his little butt, leaned over to his little face with a mouth full of alcohol, and said, "Okay!"

Shen Xing hummed, moved a small bench and sat beside him, rubbing his legs against his, Li Zhouwen held Shen Xing's little hand unceremoniously, "Come on, eat some of this, it's so sweet, you're sure to like it .”

Shen Xing opened his mouth to him, Li Zhouwen shook his head helplessly, "Open it wider, I can't feed it in."

Shen Xing blinked his eyes and said inarticulately, "Congee Congee, I'm so happy that you haven't returned home yet."

Li Zhouwen fed the snacks into Shen Xing's mouth, "I'll stay with you for a while before I go back, the worst thing is to have a fight with those two wives. I'm an old man, how can I be controlled by them all day long."

Shen Xing chewed his snacks, and when he heard this sentence, he suppressed the smile on his lips, and let out a faint oh.