My protagonist has become a demon

Shen Shuwei had no choice but to raise his head and gulp down the medicine in the bowl, but he drank too quickly and choked on his throat: "Cough cough cough..." He coughed and patted his chest. He still hates drinking medicine in his whole life!

Seeing this, Gu Heng walked up behind him, and patted his back lightly to comfort him.

After Shen Shu finished coughing slightly, his mouth tasted bitter. He waved his hand to signal that Gu Heng was ready, and wanted to drink a glass of water to taste it. Suddenly, a hand stretched out from behind, holding a round object in it. Qing was sent to his mouth, Shen Shuwei subconsciously opened his mouth to hold it, and took a bite of the candied fruit. The sweet taste filled his mouth, which well masked the bitterness of the medicine.

Gu Heng withdrew his hand, sat back to the position just now, squeezed his fingertips, the fingertips still had the soft touch of Shen Shuwei's lips.

Shen Shu chewed the candied fruit slightly, saw Gu Heng's movements out of the corner of his eyes, and looked away unnaturally, instinctively feeling that something was wrong with the current atmosphere.

He stood up abruptly, left the sentence "I'm going out for a walk" and walked out quickly without looking back, looking at his back as if he was running away.

Gu Heng laughed when he saw the white figure that disappeared in a blink of an eye, such a Shen Shuwei was a little...cute.

He took Shen Shuwei and put down the white porcelain cup, turned it around and put it on his lips, raised his head and drank the remaining water in the cup, turned the empty cup carelessly, his deep eyes fell A point in the courtyard outside the gate.

……

Shen Shu, who was fleeing here in a hurry, came out of the inner courtyard and the heat on his face dissipated a little. He walked slowly through the wooden corridor. The lotus had already withered, and without the embellishment of the color of the flowers, he looked a little quiet.

When Shen Shuwei walked to the arch bridge, he saw Junyao's flamboyant red figure approaching with a folding fan in winter. When Junyao saw Shen Shuwei, he closed the fan with a snap, and walked quickly to his side: " You are willing to wake up."

"I made you worry." Shen Shu said to him slightly.

"I'm not worried." Jun Yao opened his fan, covered his face, covered his malicious smile, and blinked at him twice with his long and narrow peach eyes.

Shen Shuwei has bad intuition, and his three senior brothers are the most dishonest.

Sure enough, there was a joke in his voice: "Your little nephew is so worried that he watches over you day and night."

Shen Shu stared at him with a dull face and said nothing, walked around Jun Yao and continued on.

Jun Yao was not annoyed by being stared at, and chased after him, and put his arm on Shen Shuwei's shoulder very naturally: "Third brother will walk with you."

"Your injury is probably due to Gu Heng." Jun Yao tapped his chest with a fan, "I saw that black dragon, I can beat your third brother."

Shen Shu patted his hand away slightly, and gave a vague "hmm".

Jun Yao continued to chatter in his ear, "You don't know, when we arrived, Gu Heng hugged you covered in blood, and sat on the ground with a blank expression on his face."

"Later, Junior Sister Lin treated your trauma and wanted to dress you well, but Gu Heng refused to let her do it herself."

"And during the few days when you were sleepy, he took care of you in full clothes and wiped your body every day."

Speaking of enthusiasm, Junyao put down the hand hanging on Shen Shuwei, walked half a step past him, and touched him with his elbow: "I think there is something wrong with the way he looks at you, so just follow me secretly at the foot of the mountain." It’s pretty much what’s written in the scripture book I bought.”

Needless to say, he knew that what he was reading was not a serious script.

"I think Gu Heng's treatment of you is not as simple as that of his uncle."

"Do you think he likes you?"

Shen Shuwei was stunned by Jun Yao's words, and stopped in his tracks and stood where he was. These words seemed to be specially made to confirm his unrealistic thoughts before.

But even though his mind was a little dazed, Shen Shuwei could still find some energy to think that his three senior brothers were really open-minded and avant-garde.

Shen Shu was slightly dizzy, "Does he like you" kept circulating in his mind, he felt extremely shocked on the one hand, and on the other hand had some unknown emotions, he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Little uncle." Gu Heng's voice behind him recalled Shen Shuwei's thoughts.

The two of them didn't realize that someone was coming behind them.

Shen Shu turned around slightly, and saw a slender man standing there with a water-blue cloak hanging on his arm. He didn't know how long he had stood there, and he didn't know how much he had listened to.

Gu Heng smiled, and without waiting for Shen Shu to make a slight movement, he flipped off the poncho in his hand, put it on him, and tied the belt carefully.

"Little Martial Uncle's injury hasn't healed yet, don't catch a cold."

The neckline of the water-blue poncho had a circle of thick fluff, and the snow-white fluff was blown against Shen Shuwei's face by the wind, making it itchy.

Another object of Jun Yao's gossip just now suddenly appeared in front of him, Shen Shu looked away uncomfortably, coughed lightly and said "thank you".

Junyao swept back and forth between the two of them with a pair of peach blossom eyes and a smile, shaking a fan in the cold weather, with a gossipy smile on his face, but his mouth was pretending to be sad: "Oh, why are you so sad?" No one cares if I'm cold or not?"

Shen Shu glanced sideways at his unscrupulous third senior brother: "If senior brother is cold, this is for you." As he spoke, he was about to take off the cloak on his body.

"Farewell, goodbye." Jun Yao waved his hands again and again, "Gu Heng gave this to you, I don't want it."

"Let's go, come back to play some other day." As soon as the words fell, the dazzling red figure flew up, with its toes pointing to the top of the wall, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The remaining two stood facing each other, Shen Shuwei saw that the atmosphere was about to go to a wrong place again, he comforted himself that Gu Heng might have just arrived, he didn't hear anything, and wanted to find a topic to ease the atmosphere.

"The fruit of moon grass..." He was interrupted in the middle of the sentence.

"I heard everything Master Jun Yao said."

The person in front of him looked directly at Shen Shuwei with a pair of firm eyes, and the moment the eyes met, Shen Shuwei felt a tension in his mind snap off.

He was at a loss.

Gu Heng is the protagonist in his novels. Since he transmigrated into this world, the characters in his pen have become real people, so he feels guilty and distressed from the bottom of his heart for Gu Heng who has experienced a lot of pain because of his own settings, so he She wants to treat Gu Heng well, and wants to protect Gu Heng from growing up.

However, in the blink of an eye, that little Gu Heng, who was only ten years old, had grown into a handsome and tall young man, and suddenly found that in life, he was taking care of himself more.

In fact, those few times of overly intimate actions exceeded the distance that should exist between master and nephew. He felt strange, but he always thought that he was thinking too much.

Although he has no love experience, he knew early on that he might prefer men, so he felt that he was too sensitive, and Gu Heng in the original book liked girls.

But I didn't expect... The plot has become like a wild horse that has run away, and he can't even pull him back.

Gu Heng obviously didn't want to give him a chance to escape, and told him every single word of those thoughts, but he didn't know how clear he was about these thoughts and emotions.

"Little Martial Uncle, I am pleased with you."

After so many days, Gu Heng finally found out the key point from the complicated emotions in his heart, he wanted Shen Shuwei.

I want Shen Shuwei to be by his side, I want Shen Shuwei to be nice to him, I even want Shen Shuwei to cry, I want him to be sad, I want him...

[The author has something to say: good evening

In these chapters, I want to write emotional dramas that are sweeter, but I still feel that I can’t start QAQ]