Difficult to comfort the dust

Cheng Jin was forced to look at Jiang Chaosheng squarely, not hiding his hatred for Jiang Chaosheng in his eyes.

The two were at a stalemate for a while, until Cheng Jin couldn't help the itching in his throat and coughed violently.

Although Jiang Chaosheng was unhappy, he didn't entangle with Cheng Jin who had been ill for many years. He turned around and went out of the house to urge his servants to bring Cheng Jin medicine.

Cheng Jin coughed for a long time before it subsided slowly, her throat was rustling, and she felt that she could cough up blood if she tried harder.

Cheng Jin was a little tired. She closed her eyes and leaned back on the head of the bed. When she closed her eyes, her mind was constantly thinking about those days when he and Jiang Chaosheng were at Cheng's house.

Because of his frail body, he was always watched by people in everything he did, for fear that he would be left unattended if something happened to him, which made him extremely uncomfortable.At first he was able to go for a walk on the street when the monthly market was open, but every time he went to the market, he would get sick when he came back. As time passed, his family only allowed him to walk around in the courtyard of their house at most. At the door of the house, the maids and servants all came over to watch and hinder him, not letting him go out.

He stayed in Cheng's house very lonely. The maids knew that he was weak and sick, so they didn't dare to get too close to him; A person who is sick and does not know what is in his heart comes.

Cheng Jin has to study in his study every day. He likes to read both the official and unofficial histories, and he also likes the books that are popular in the market.His father and mother didn't expect him to be successful in the exam, and it was enough to enjoy himself.

Ever since Jiang Chaosheng moved into Cheng's house, Cheng Jin had one more thing to do - every day after coming out of the study, he would go to the backyard to see Jiang Chaosheng.

Jiang Chaosheng had just carried the firewood back to the stove that day, and the sky was getting hotter. Jiang Chaosheng is not a heat-resistant person, and he was already sweating profusely after working for a short time.

"Second Young Master, why did you come to the kitchen?"

Cheng Jin was still hesitating in front of the door whether to go in and say hello to Jiang Chaosheng, but he was greeted by a passing maid, his heart skipped a beat, and he was so guilty that he seemed to have done something bad and was found out.

Cheng Jin suppressed her embarrassment: "I just walked around the yard just after I came out of the study."

The servant girl giggled: "Then you go to another place before walking. The servants are about to start preparing dinner. The smell of oily smoke here is heavy, I'm afraid you won't be used to it."

Cheng Jin turned around quickly, making a gesture to leave, so as to relieve her embarrassment quickly.

Jiang Chaosheng had a panoramic view of everything, and secretly laughed in his heart: "Second Young Master Cheng is really interesting."

In the next few days, Jiang Chaosheng finished his work early, pinching the time when Cheng Jin came to the backyard, and when Cheng Jin found Jiang Chaosheng's shadow, he saw him holding a few straws behind his back, and he didn't know how to weave them. what.

Jiang Chaosheng pretended not to know that there was someone behind him. After weaving a grasshopper and a praying mantis, Cheng Jin was amazed to see them come alive.

Cheng Jin had never seen such a novel thing, but he didn't know how to say hello to Jiang Chaosheng. After thinking for a long time, he coughed dryly again, which caught Jiang Chaosheng's attention.

Jiang Chaosheng pretended to be surprised, shook his hand, and the trinkets he was knitting fell to the ground: "Second, Second Young Master..." Cheng Jin couldn't help laughing in the panic of being caught negligent of duty.

"What are you so afraid of me doing?"

Jiang Chaosheng laughed twice, and scratched his head with his hands: "You are the master, I am a servant, and you saw that I was not working..."

When Cheng Jin heard the word "Master", he was a little unhappy: "I told you when we first met, just call me Ajin."

Jiang Chaosheng bowed his head and remained silent.

"What are you doing?" Cheng Jin squatted down, curiously picked up the toy Jiang Chaosheng had woven, looked at it, and smiled slightly after seeing some tricks: "I can't see that your hands are quite clever."

Jiang Chaosheng has a strong body, Cheng Jin only said that he is a farmer who works hard in the fields, and he has no doubts, besides, his palms are rough, which is very different from Cheng Jin, whose ten fingers do not touch the spring water.

"When I was in my hometown, I often made it for my younger brothers and sisters to amuse them..." He lowered his head again.

Cheng Jin knew that he had mentioned Jiang Chaosheng's sad incident inadvertently, and felt extremely guilty, so he quickly changed the subject: "Then can you make these weird things for me in the future?" It turned red, and felt that the request was abrupt, and quickly added the reason: "My father and mother don't allow me to go out, and I don't even know what fun things there are on the street."

"I……"

Feeling faintly worried that Jiang Chaosheng would reject her, Cheng Jin immediately stretched out her finger: "That's it, just pull the check mark, you are not allowed to go back on your word."

He imitated the girls in the storybook and hooked up with others, obviously too feminine, but in Jiang Chaosheng's eyes, he felt that Cheng Jin was very cute and cute.

Jiang Chaosheng responded: "As long as the young master doesn't dislike my rough craftsmanship."

How could Cheng Jin think so?He was just happy that he would have a reason to come to Jiang Chaosheng every day in the future.

This day, Cheng Jin took back a grasshopper made by Jiang Chaosheng. He couldn't get enough of it while holding it in his hand. He hid it in his sleeve when he ate dinner at night, and he always smiled when he ate.

"Ajin, what made you so happy?" Mother Cheng couldn't help asking.

Cheng Jin smiled shyly: "I read this storybook today, and it's just intuitionally interesting."

"Oh? Tell me to listen?"

Fortunately, Cheng Jin read a lot of books on weekdays, so he prevaricated one at random, and giggled without caring about others after speaking.

Cheng's mother was amused by Cheng Jin's appearance. After all, it was her son. Even if he was sick, it was the flesh that fell from her body. When Cheng Jin was sad, she was also sad. When Cheng Jin was happy, she was naturally happy too.

"Silly boy, go back and rest early after eating."

"Eh."

Cheng Jin's joy continued until he fell asleep at night.

In the dream, Jiang Chaosheng was walking towards him step by step in a bright red wedding gown.

After stopping in front of him, he brought two more glasses of wine and exchanged glasses with him to drain them.

Cheng Jin didn't drink well, one glass was enough to make him blush, Jiang Chaosheng put the empty wine glass back on the table, leaned over and blew out the candles on the table.

Jiang Chaosheng kissed Cheng Jin's lips slowly, and Cheng Jin took off Jiang Chaosheng's clothes tremblingly.

The moon and stars are thin outside the window, and the house is lingering all night.

When Cheng Jin woke up, she felt extremely ashamed. When she lifted the quilt, she saw that her underwear was wet, and her face was as red as if covered with rouge.

When seeing Jiang Chaosheng again this day, Cheng Jin didn't even dare to look at Jiang Chaosheng more.

Cheng Jin suddenly regained consciousness from the memories, only to feel bitterness in his heart, and tears crawled on his face unknowingly.

"Cheng Jin, you are so cheap."

He sneered and slapped himself hard.

To this day, he is still thinking about Jiang Chaosheng's kindness to him.