Inaoliangmou

I went to visit the temple every day, and left after feeding the medicine, as if I had never been here before.

"He will wake up tomorrow." Li Yuan told him.

"Then I won't come tomorrow." He replied with an understatement.

It's just that in the sleeve robe that others can't see, the clenched fist leaked his mixed emotions.

Before leaving, he stopped his steps, raised his hands in a bow, behaved well, without any difference.

"Also look at the elder's height, and don't let him know what happened in the past few days."

If he doesn't confess, will he be able to be the same as before? He doesn't know that he is actually a rat demon.

"He will come to the temple every three days to practice." Li Yuan told him.

Covered in the sun, dressed in gray, he said,

"I just don't know anything."

As Li Yuan said, at noon the next day, someone knocked on the small door on the side, Uncle Fu walked over with his back bent, and opened the wooden latch.

"Fubo..." The mouse cautiously leaned into half of its body, its round eyes rolling around, looking around.While lowering his voice, he asked the old man, "Is he in the mansion?"

This demeanor and tone, like a thief coming to the door, Uncle Fu couldn't help but wrinkled his face,

"Young Master Mo Yun, hurry up. Master Xiang has already been waiting in the main hall. He specifically told me to get ready, saying that the young master will be back today."

The mouse's face turned pale, and he immediately asked Uncle Fu, "How did he know?"

"Know what?" Fu Bo was puzzled.

"I know I'm going back home today." The mouse was in a hurry and grabbed Fubo's sleeve without thinking about other things.

Uncle Fu became more and more confused, "Didn't the young master go out to study? That's what Xiangye told me."

Walking into the main hall nervously, he lowered his head and approached the person on tiptoe.

"I'm back." whispered, whispered, the voice was extremely wronged, one corner of the clothes was pinched and crumpled, and secretly raised his eyes to look at that person.

"It's good to be back, let's go eat." Shen Ling's tone was flat, the same as usual, but after careful consideration, there was something wrong.

The mouse wondered why Shen Ling didn't ask him what he was doing these days.He habitually tried to pull the corner of his clothes, but was avoided without a trace.

"Let's go eat." So he said, but he walked to the back of the house, which was in two directions from the dining room.

The hand that wanted to pull the corner of the clothes was still frozen in the air, and he moved his fingers slightly, and the black pupil who looked down at the hand was absent-minded.What's up with him. ． ． ． ． ．

The table is full of dishes and soup bowls, all of which are the favorite dishes of teenagers. Uncle Fu is waiting by the side, ready to be ordered at any time.The mouse, which has always been greedy, lost its appetite at this time, picking up the food with one chopstick and sending it into the mouth.After thinking about it, he still didn't understand what happened to Shen Ling. Apart from disappearing for a while, he hadn't done anything to make him angry recently.It's disgusting to be so cold all of a sudden!

He poked the plate in front of him fiercely, and a good cup of pumpkin soup was smashed, and he lost his appetite just looking at it.Uncle Fu stood aside and sighed quietly, wondering what the two of them were arguing about, he woke up early in the morning and waited for the young master to return home, and even specially ordered the kitchen to prepare all the dishes that the young master loved.

"Li Yuan, what did you tell him?" The mouse slipped out to the Taoist temple after eating, so he must ask about this matter.

The white-haired priest sat in meditation and answered him simply and clearly,

"Study for a few days, and return home today."

Huh?In that case, what happened to Shen Ling?Could it be that you are angry?This time, he left without saying goodbye and disappeared for several days.Must be angry, the mouse thought dejectedly.That's right, if it were me, I'm afraid I wouldn't bother with it.

On the way back home, I bought a string of money and put it in my pocket.The weather is cold, and I'm afraid it will be completely cold after walking for a short stick of incense.Put it in your pocket and warm it with your hands, maybe it will be warmer for a while.

Qian Chuanzi is a common name. It was originally called Mudie Cake, but because it looks like a string of copper coins, it is jokingly called Qian Chuanzi.Before meeting him, the aloof Shen Xiang didn't eat fireworks in the world, and he had never even been to Goulan Wine Shop, let alone these oil cake shops with stalls in the corners.Grab a few pieces of dough, knead them into small circles with your fingertips, and put them in the middle with a short bamboo skewer, but the length of your index finger. Wrap maple syrup on top, sprinkle with sesame seeds, slip into a large iron pan to fry, and take it out from time to time. Filter the oil online.Once you bite into it, it is rumored that it is like a butterfly in love with a peony. No matter how hard it is to leave your mouth, you will not be satisfied after eating a bunch. Next time, you will have to go around to buy it even if it is a few streets away.The mouse loved this food very much. One day when he went out, he begged Shen Ling to buy it, and handed him a bunch with a smile. Shen Ling didn't want to eat it, so he forced a mouthful, and after a while, the whole bunch went in. In the belly of Mr. Shen Xiang.So the mouse winked and smiled happily.

Thinking of this, her footsteps became much lighter, and the string of money in her pocket was just right, warm to the tip of her heart.Pushing open the door, I saw the figure sitting behind the case, holding the scroll and reading carefully, with two strokes drawn from time to time, and the eyebrows and eyes softened a bit.It should be that I read Zhengzhong's policy theory. This person is always like this. He looks cold and indifferent, but his heart is more enthusiastic than anyone else. He has his own ideas of governing the country and assisting the monarch. Take the initiative to speak to others, always stuffy in my heart.Before there was an official examination for selecting someone to be an official, he went to the Imperial Academy to review the examination papers in person, and if he had something he liked, he would show this expression, click on the cinnabar circle, and recognize that person.Several veteran ministers did not dare to say much, and the hopes of the candidates who had previously used money to deal with it have since been dashed.Who doesn't know that the young prime minister in front of him is ruthless, if he knows the way, he will be imprisoned without a single order.That's all, it's better not to provoke him, if he doesn't pass the exam this year, then he can help him next year, there is always a chance.But if you lose your life because of this, it's not worth it.

Carefully took out the money string from his pocket, first placed it on the edge of the table, and seeing that Shen Ling was indifferent, he stretched out his finger and pushed it towards the middle of the mahogany table bit by bit, then stared eagerly at someone who was still reading a book .

Shen Ling let him move, as if she didn't know it at all, and sat upright without looking at him.

Can't tell if it's disappointment or frustration.The boy lowered his eyes and walked away listlessly.

Hearing the sound of the door closing, the man who had been sitting quietly finally moved his gaze away from the paper.In the center of the desk was a mess of crumpled oiled paper bags.Open it carefully, there are five strings of money inside, all of which were squeezed into a ball at some point, one stuck to the other, without any appearance.He picked up one and put it into his mouth, chewed and swallowed it slowly, and the almost cold coins were all eaten, leaving only one refolded oiled paper bag in the center of the table.

The boy sneaked in at night and smiled happily when he saw the empty paper bag.

"After all, my painstaking efforts were not in vain."

It seems the same as before, and it seems completely different.Since that day when he recovered and returned to the mansion, although he was the same as before, cheerful and lively as before, he felt that Shen Ling was constantly alienating him.The closer he got, the more strange Shen Ling became, so strange that the mouse could hardly recognize who he was.

After dinner another day, he went to the study to urge him to bed.Shen Ling still dismissed him with that sentence, every time this happened, the uneasiness in the mouse's heart would ferment.He intentionally pestered him, "Then I'll wait here until you finish your work."

Without raising her head, Shen Ling directly refused, "No, I'm busy with business today, so you should go and rest first."

How is it different from the previous sentence.The mouse bit its lower lip tightly, clenched and loosened its fists, finally resisting the urge to yell at him.He really didn't understand what happened to Shen Ling, he had been back in the mansion for seven days, if he didn't tell you and don't be angry, it would definitely not be possible for such a long time.It must be something else, maybe Shen Ling is tired of him.He is nothing more than an insignificant mouse, and in human form, he is just a young master of pleasure who only knows how to eat and drink.

If it is because of this, then he is not. ． ． ． ． ．

Try to keep the distance away without any trace, and stop pestering Shen Ling to do this or that.Sometimes, I ran to the gazebo in the courtyard with the snack plate that Uncle Forbe sent to the study.Xiaoxiao took one bite, crushed the rest into small pieces and threw them into the lake.After a while, golden fish swarmed in.There is a particularly festive tail inside, should I say it is a joke from God?The whole body is red, but there is a white circle on the side of the eye circle, which is well-rounded, and the eyes are placed in the center.

I couldn't help laughing "puchi", and bent down to get closer to the surface of the water.Lower and lower, lower and lower, about an arm's length away, the clear water of the lake reflected my complex expression, when did my eyes fill with sadness?

The fish just now had already disappeared without a trace, pulled back to his body little by little, turned his head and saw the pastry plate on the table, it was osmanthus cake carved into the shape of small flowers, the little mouse liked to eat these most.I used to eat enough steamed buns and cold pancakes in Wu Xuan's house, and I often hiccupped at night and fantasized about my current life. The delicious delicacies that I didn't have the guts to think of were all in front of me, but I lost the desire to enjoy them.

Because of that man's inexplicable indifference, the little mouse was startled to realize that his life was already messed up.I was a little flustered in my heart, no matter how I pretended to be chic, I told myself that it would be a matter of time before I left.But there is no way to ignore his true wish, he wants to stay, he wants to be with Shen Ling.But he didn't want this kind of Shen Ling. Although he couldn't tell the difference from before, he would still follow him the same way, and would still hug him to sleep after nightfall.But when he wanted to get close to him, Shen Ling probably didn't notice his inadvertent step back, and the hug at night was because Shen Ling thought he was asleep, so she went to bed softly and hugged him.

Tears burst suddenly, and an unspeakable sadness swallowed him up.The little mouse felt a little wronged, why did it suddenly become like this?Now that you're tired of it, let's open up and say it clearly.In that case, he will leave.No matter how much reluctance and concern, he will leave without looking back. "So, just a word. Shen Ling, you just need to give me a word." Staring at the gray-clothed figure in the corridor, the young man murmured softly.

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