Rebirth of Shuohe

"Shawn, you want to run away, run away as hard as you can. You are the only one left in our family." Julei Xing, a small interstellar service station in Pangtoris City, a woman and a child were chatting.

"No, Aunt Beria, don't leave me, I just want to follow you." The child cried and shook the poor middle-aged woman's arm. He was not tall enough, so he could only grab the aunt's sleeve, tightly , It seems to loosen a little, and this person will never be found again.

Beria looked at him in horror, and anxiously persuaded: "No, no, boy, you can't follow me, you will die if you follow me, leave a root for your poor Ward family. Obedient, follow this uncle Go, or it will be too late."

The man with a wretched face and one eye was blind while fumbling in his pocket. He had just made a good deal. The small bag of metal that Beria gave him as a trade was not ordinary metal, but a variety of interstellar metals. Rare and precious metals, a little bit can be exchanged for a big price.He stroked the velvet bag, it really belonged to a high-class family, even the material of the bag was so soft.

Unable to see women and children procrastinating, he pulled Shane Ward's hand impatiently, and scolded him: "You are crying when you are about to die, you boy is a master who has never eaten mud. You don't want to die Don't waste your time." Regardless of whether the child is willing or not, he dragged on and left.

Beria looked at the crying and struggling child, tears streaming down her face.Her little master's family has undergone great changes, and the whole family has been framed and hunted down by the enemy. Now his parents are dead, and other relatives have been exiled to the wasteland for mining. Only Shan En, who was with her in the countryside, escaped, but if If you don't leave quickly, I'm afraid the child will be lost.

She had no choice but to send him away to a distant planet.The man she met when she came to the port, she didn't know who he was, but he promised to take the boy out, through some secret channel.So she gave him the last of his fortune for another chance.

She didn't know that this one-eyed bastard was actually a person in a pirate ship.Shane Ward went to his ill-fated life thereafter.

Bran Star, Franky's house, Andra's study.

Andra looked at his son, the boy jumped so high in the blink of an eye, he was not even below his knees.Now that he is sitting, he needs to look up to see his son's handsome face clearly.His son's inheritance is good, look at this face, heroic sword eyebrows, straight nose bridge, beautiful lips, and golden hair are eye-catching. He will probably be able to go out and harm little girls in a few years.

For a moment Andra wished Monte's face was as soft and soft as before.I am not used to seeing this clear and slightly pale face.

"My baby little Monte, are you here to act like a baby with Dad? Come on, Dad's arms are here, open to you. You haven't whispered to Dad for a long time."

"Dad, I've grown up."

"That's right, you've grown up, and you've been spoiled by that kid. My darling, Dad wants to carry you on his shoulders like before to see that old emperor with a big beard."

"You're not cute when you grow up." Andra complained like a poor old woman to his increasingly shrewd son.

"Dad, Shuohe is a very good friend, you shouldn't say that about him. Don't call me baby, oh, I'm already 19." Facing Andra French, who was like an old child, Monte's thoughts always It's not going to the right destination.After arguing carelessly, he finally remembered that he wasn't here to discuss whether he was cute or not.

"Dad, listen to me, I'm here to ask you to allow me to enter the military academy, Dad. I want to be a general, yes, I must become a great general." Monte said with a flushed face, excited.

Andra came out and put her palm on the top of Monte's head, forcing him to raise his head and look at each other.He carefully looked at those young eyes full of ideals and ambitions.Clueless, fearless, but ambitious.The fledgling has spread its wings, although it is so immature, but it is trying to fly staggeringly, not worried about bumping into walls, not worried about falling, only worried that it is not flying high enough, not far enough.The warm nest they built for him can no longer satisfy his great wish for the sky.

Wanderers are always eager to travel far away, and don't want to cling to the one-acre three-point land at home. Should it be said that they don't know the blessing when they are in the blessing?Or praise them for their ignorance and fearlessness of the road ahead?He doesn't want to watch his son leave. He likes his son to sleep with his head in his arms, and he likes to hold his little hand and do nothing in his office. He wants this person to accompany him, so don't go there, where he can see him live a good life.

But the boy's eyes were still so fierce, he was eagerly looking forward to an affirmative answer, he couldn't wait to leave his poor lonely old father and go to the smelly military academy, because he said he wanted to be a general.Andra thought, there are so many people in Bolan Star, and you are not short of a general, but I, an unreasonable father, needs you.

"Little Monte, you really hurt my father's heart. Don't go?" Andra asked him with an exaggerated cry.

Monte shook his head, his eyes determined, "Dad, you know I have to go. I don't like sitting in an office full of intrigue like my brothers and sisters. I would rather crawl under the sun and get covered in mud. Politicians Enough is enough, you are busy fighting for that little bit of power, I can't, I can't do it."

"Okay, okay, don't excite my child. You are always so impulsive, how can I rest assured. That child with you is much smarter than you." Andra knew that no matter how hard she tried to keep the eagle yearning for the blue sky, she couldn't keep it. Heart.

"Thank you, Dad." Monte hugged his dad, as he always did when he was a child.Old Andra's back is still so wide, but he can already circle it completely.His father hadn't changed, and the huge wealth of the Frankie family didn't make him fat like a guarding mouse. It was only then that Monte realized that this shoulder was actually very thin.

Penn Rifster looked at the back of his young master leaving with a look of relief.After all, this family still depends on these young people to support it.

Shuohe was jogging again.He has been running for seven years, and his bones are getting better, but his height is still not as high as Monte.He was running lightly on that familiar road, the morning air was so fresh, and soon, he could feel the orange sun of Bolan star shining from the horizon.Bright light will make him more alive.As lucky as he is, he has a new body and a chance to experience youth again.He cherishes it.

"Who said I was not dead, before I was born, the sun

It has risen and fallen countless times.

The long time is swallowed up by the long nothingness.

In the name of my birthday, I made a comeback - Shi Tiesheng. "

He wrote in his diary, of course there is no paper, Bo Lanxing is very strict about the management of paper products.He has a computer, and he learned Berland's characters with that computer, and then he started to use that computer to record his life.There is nothing better than sunrises and sunsets right now.

A black cat suddenly jumped out of the alley, startling Shuo He.He heard faint groans, appearing and disappearing.The boy was lying in a dead corner, unable to move.A pair of green eyes flashed fiercely, but he couldn't move.My whole body hurts, it hurts badly.And if the task failed, he would be punished severely when he went back. Thinking that the boy seemed to have been ravaged by cruel instruments of torture, he felt a piercing pain.

He heard footsteps and saw the dark-haired boy.The sunlight reflected the sweat on his forehead, casting an orange glow on that immature face.Suddenly, he believed that this person would not harm him.

Shuohe saw the lips of the people on the ground moving, he tried to identify them, and finally understood that he was calling for help.He smelled heavily of blood, which made his stomach queasy.Following Monte's side, he hadn't thought of those bloody smells for many years, but now he knew that the smell had penetrated into his bone marrow, and he could smell it anytime, anywhere.He wanted to escape, to stay far away, he didn't want to be contaminated by any dark things, and he really didn't want to experience the days of worrying about other people's lives and deaths a second time.

But look into those eyes.Those were the eyes of a child, green and as green as new grass. Even though they were sharp and ruthless, a fragile soul of a child was hiding behind, asking him for help.The child passed out at his feet with great peace of mind, and he arched his back to an unimaginable degree.Who destroyed his sense of security and made him bleed here waiting for his life to die, who was so cruel? !

He squatted down and carried the seriously injured boy on his back. They were about the same age, and he thought he would not be able to carry it, but the person lying on his body was so light, it seemed that there was only a little soul weight left.The shaking made the young man wake up for a moment, he tried to open his eyes, and said resolutely: "Don't go to the hospital." After saying this, it seemed that all the strength in his body was exhausted, and he passed out completely.

Shuohe knew what he was worried about.When I was with Liu Ming, I saw this kind of thing a lot.Those people seem to have been taken away by the darkness, and they dare not live in the sun. They always hide in dark corners and seek their food by all means.He came to a small hotel with the child on his back. It was very remote. You could hardly imagine such a dilapidated small building in the central area.The signboard at the door was almost whitewashed and crumbling.Shuohe always has the ability to find these places, because he likes to be quiet and to search.

It's safe to bring people here, and sometimes even the neighbors forget that there is a hotel here.The owner of the hotel is an old man who likes poetry and creation.Although he always wrote some "poems" such as "mosquitoes bit my blood and fed his whole family" or "ah, my old signboard, my broken stairs", this did not affect the year-for-year relationship between him and Shuohe. pay.He liked the beautiful words the little boy was discussing with him, they had met in the park, or he had discovered this boy who shared his passion for poetry.In this mediocre world, there are not many people who can calm down and read poetry.So they often chatted in his broken hotel, talking about poetry and talking about the world.

"You brought a troublesome child." The old man said in a strange tone, as if he was helpless and conniving.

"I know I'm bothering you, sorry, Grandpa Ai Fan."

The author has something to say: I finished writing another chapter, well, I wish myself a good night's sleep.It’s so hard to be a good student when you’re always cramming for exams

Monte has grown up, and may change his temperament in the future.

Alas, it's a pity to see a favorite but don't know who it is.Fortunately, there are still some serious comments, and I am very satisfied.

Found a small BUG, ​​sneaked up and changed it, fake update~

☆, life

He opened those green eyes and looked around vigilantly.Years of habits bound him like chains, making him always think he was still on that dirty starship.

Orange sunlight shines through the small windows, warming the furniture.The clay pots piled up in a mess in the corner, each one is strangely broken, but it doesn't look dilapidated, but it makes people feel that it should be like this, there is a gap, but it looks usable, and it is complete in a sense.

There is a small picture on the wall, framed with great care, but anyone can see that the person who made the picture frame is not skilled, because the lines of the frame are distorted and not smooth, it looks very random at first glance selected material.A child's doodle in a rough frame?Although you can guess that there are several human figures in it, the painter obviously likes to use simple lines to summarize his mind. We can only see the chaotic colors representing the human head, hands and feet, and the clouds are simple and cute. , the sun swells, and is deliberately painted with smiling eyes.

This is a very ordinary room, full of warm details that can be imagined in a small family.Those people live an ordinary life, worrying about small things, or a birthday gift, or a small decoration in the room, the husband throws away the heavy and worn leather shoes when he comes home busy for a chance of promotion, My wife bargained for a few green vegetables in the vegetable market and calculated the cost and expenses.

All the ordinary elements of happiness and unhappiness seem so unreal.This shouldn't be his place, it's too bright, too much sunlight, life always grows up without fear.He is a child of darkness, and light will make him invisible.

How did you get here?It looked as if the cat he'd been forcing in his hand had fled away, dragging its fur smeared with his blood.Then, a boy came by and picked him up.Dare to pick up things casually on the street, how courageous it is.The indifferent blood of the Bolan people is always covered with a smiling appearance. No one is willing to take home an unknown person on the street casually, let alone he is covered in injuries.

weirdo.

He doesn't like this warm room. If he lives here for a long time, something will be corroded in his heart. He feels that he is slowly being invaded by strange things, but he can't do anything. vigilance.In the past, he could be woken up by any wind and grass, but recently he found that the noise made by the kid on the street who likes to play rock and roll in the middle of the night is getting easier and easier to block.The sense of crisis has been weakened, it is terrible, how can he return to the original world to survive after a long time?

"Little guy, grandpa will wash your face, look at this beautiful smiling face that is almost as dirty as that cat on the street corner." Although it was a good intention, but the big hand that wiped the wet towel on his face without any explanation was so unresistable, struggling, Weak, unable to move, only to feel the lint-like cloth rub against his skin violently.Oh, God knows how long it's been since he's used such a rotten towel, that thing should be thrown in the trash.

After Grandpa Ai Fan washed his face, he picked him up and put him half-lying on the bed.Grandpa Ai Fan didn't even ask if he was willing, so he took off his shirt. When his hands moved to the boy's pants, the boy blushed and quickly grabbed those restless hands. Happiness is Is it false, is this kind-looking old man also a jerk.The boy's green eyes gradually turned cold, he rudely pushed Ai Fan away, and shouted: "Smelly old man, what are you doing?"

The old man froze for a moment, then returned to his hippie smiling face, "Just do this, take off your little bastard's clothes." As he spoke, he easily took off the boy's pants with his strength advantage, and then, then the boy Silent, because the stinky old man he was talking about just wanted to change his pajamas... just because he was distracted, he didn't notice that the old man brought his pajamas over.

"Little Stubborn Donkey, don't always think that people are so bad. You bad thing. I won't give you my secret egg porridge." Ai Fan said awkwardly like a child.

"Grandpa Ai Fan, he is still recuperating on the bed. You have to take pity on him." There were footsteps on the stairs, before anyone arrived, the sound came first, Shuo and amused to hear Ai Fan acting like a child throwing a tantrum again In this way, this old boy has no serious time.

Seeing the boy lying on the bed, he stared at him with burning green eyes. He changed into new clothes, which faded away the bloody smell, and made him clean and refreshed.His green eyes were inlaid in his beautiful eyebrows, swaying with melancholy swirls.It looks a lot better.When he first came to Ai Fan’s hotel, the serious injuries on his body were shocking. He definitely didn’t want to go to the hospital, so Shuohe had to find medicine and bandages for him himself. Fortunately, he did this kind of thing in his previous life Cook it quickly.The boy was in a coma and didn't wake up for days.

He was busy with some things these days, so he didn't have time to come to visit, until today he was free.

"You finally woke up, are you feeling better?" Shuo He was very happy that his injury had recovered, and asked with concern.

The boy looked at Shuohe without blinking. It was this gentle boy who convinced him at first glance that this person was willing to help him.He didn't know where his self-confidence came from, he just believed that a person with such gentle eyes must be a kind person.

Shuo He picked up an old comb, sat on the edge of the bed to tidy his hair, and Ai Fan went down to prepare food for the two of them.The boy's face was cold, collapsed, and crumbled, and a tinge of red crept up quietly.Shuo He is not very old, but there seems to be a fire in the palm of his hand, burning above his head, it is not the kind of scorching heat that burns everything, but just the right warmth.The place he combed seems to be very pleasing to the eye in a docile way.

"My name is Shuohe, can you tell me your name?" Shuohe's voice came from the top of his head for a long time before he heard the boy's mosquito-like voice reply: "Shawn."

"What?" Shuohe didn't hear clearly and asked again.

The boy anxiously raised his head to speak clearly, but he moved so fast and violently that he accidentally bumped into Shuo He's face.He felt his lips touch a soft lip, and the fresh grass-like breath blew onto his face.Sean turned his head hastily, panicking over his mistake.His heart was pounding, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.The hands on the inside of the bed secretly clenched into fists, so tightly that the fingernails were pinched into the muscles, but he didn't feel any pain. The pain at this moment made him find a little reason.

Shuohe was also surprised by this accident, but it was only an accident.He put down the comb, turned the boy's head with both hands, saw the boy's blushing face, and said nonchalantly, "It's just an accident, Sean. You don't have to worry about it."

Yes, it was just an accident, but something was lost in the accident.Sean hated his chaos. He wandered for ten years and struggled in the dark for ten years. He learned to be ruthless, to kill, and to use intrigue to deal with enemies, but no one taught him what is emotion, they always disdain it She said to him: "Shang, it's a gift for you to be alive, don't think about those stupid emotions. Do you still want to hide in your mother's arms and cry that the candy was robbed by the hairless boy next door? Hehe, you Those who are destined not to understand those things are all dogs."

"Hahaha, children, come and taste your grandpa Ai Fan's good cooking skills." Ai Fan's voice was so loud that it broke the silence in the room.

"Grandpa Ai Fan, don't embarrass yourself in front of Shan En, the kittens in Muka's house don't care about what you do." Shuo He exposed his lies unceremoniously.

"Shuohe, you bad boy, you never know that the old man's face is gold, can't you just throw it away?" Ai Fan criticized him with wide eyes.

"Also, green-eyed little donkey, throw away any messy thoughts in your head right now, don't think about things while eating, it will make you a stupid donkey." Ai Fan said to himself, and didn't care No one else was listening, they covered Shane's small head with their big hands, and suddenly rubbed the top of his head into a bird's nest.

Shuo He pretended to be angry and clapped his hands away.Bring the spoon and the food to Sean.

Seeing that Shan En was eating slowly, the old man Ai Fan was very angry, "Hurry up, eat this chicken leg and this piece of meat, if you don't see that you can't walk, I won't let you eat my signboard Vegetables." As he spoke, he put a lot of vegetables into Shan En's bowl.

Shuo He still ate very slowly, and he added some food to Shan En from time to time.No one asked him questions, and he made up a whole lot of words that seemed to be irrelevant here, and the two of them didn't care.

"Aren't you afraid of trouble?" He asked suspiciously.

"Trouble, grandpa, I followed my son and grandson to clean up a big pile, and it can fill up the Bailuo River when erected. Now children have no conscience. They have wives and no fathers. If they leave me here, they won't come back. What's the point of throwing a few money back during the holidays? I can't afford to eat. I said that I can't marry a woman who is too beautiful. Woohoo~~~"

Shuo He was with Shan En, and he sat on the stool and read some interesting stories to Shan En.Sean listened to those stories with relish, but he didn't ask or speak, just listened quietly.The man trimmed the quilt for him, poured him water to drink, and took care of him like a family member.Shan En thought of the word family, he saw the word in Shuo He's eyes, and then he believed it.

"Sleep well, don't stay up late, and don't play games for too long. Do you understand?" Shuohe reminded him before leaving.

Sean watched the lights on the corner of the street light up one by one, and the two red moons of Bran star climbed to the window sill at some point.The smell of food wafted across the street.In the night, there are the cries of children, the nagging of parents, the quarreling of men and women, the ping-pong sound of things breaking, and the misty noise of billboards in the distance...

For the first time, he had the time to listen to those voices carefully, without a trace of impatience or resentment.It turns out that there are so many voices in the world, that is - the ingredients of life.

He was going to have a good night's sleep, because the bearded old man forced him to turn off the light and stuffed him under the covers.And threatened to spank him if he didn't sleep again.

He thought maybe he'd get a good night's sleep tonight.Then, he must be energetic to refuse the old man to strip his clothes again and save his energy to deal with the unpalatable breakfast tomorrow.

The author has something to say: Shuo He, your poor first kiss?What do you want Monte to do.

There are a lot of plots I want to write below, but I am entangled in how to prevent the text from collapsing....

It's such a blessing to open the school selection exam.Save the manuscript and save the manuscript...

I'm getting more and more busy later, but I still can't stop writing......

☆, Yuanke

"Miss, it's wrong for you to do this. Don't hold your bear and sit on the ground. A lady shouldn't show her feet so rudely. You have to know that some men will shamelessly stare at those exposed places to satisfy them fantasy."

"Miss, don't be too loud when you eat, you eat too fast, God, have you forgotten the way I taught you to hold a fork?"

"wrong."

"wrong."

"wrong."

Ever since she was brought back from the country yard by her father, she always wanted to hear those voices, anytime, anywhere.They laughed at her clumsy movements, ridiculed her shady identity, and ignored all her hurt eyes and humble begging.They strictly followed the standards of a so-called lady, and disciplined her to death, leaving no room for freedom.

She looked like a clown to this group of people with upturned nostrils, and no one thought she was their rightful Miss Woolf.

She was standing among a herd of sheep when the man named Gray Woolf found her.The sky was as blue as it had just rained, but the ground was pitted and muddy, and the muddy water ruined the only good dress she had left.She was holding on to a sheep's neck tightly, because if she didn't hold on tightly, she wouldn't be able to milk the goat, and she wouldn't have food to eat.Aunt Tom, who was mean, would not watch her eat their rice.

Her short, thin hair was disheveled by the fight.Messy strands of hair stuck into her eye sockets, stimulating salty tears, and she didn't have time to wipe them, it was too difficult to restrain the irritable ewe with one hand.She had to tie the ewe's neck tightly to work.

He didn't see the tall and silent man behind him and a group of people with different eyes behind him.Someone stretched out his hand and grabbed the ewe's neck, easily making the sheep obediently unable to move.Those hands are white, slender, but so powerful.She looked helplessly, not understanding the man's intentions.

"Brave girl, what's your name?" The man asked her with a smile, the smile lightened the gloomy color on his face and made him more friendly.

"Celine, sir." She tried her best to maintain her composure, because the man in front of her gave her an inexplicable fear, which made her heart tremble and flustered.

"Very well, come home with me. Celine, my child." His firm and strong hand took her wrist again, and she was as immobile as the ewe.Her strength was too weak, and the smell of a strange man aggravated her fragility.

Celine looked at the young man not far away. His movements and etiquette were perfect and impeccable, but the young man's face had an elegance that seemed to have accumulated over the years. I don't know how many times he has been guided and corrected to reach this level.Celine pursed her lips, silently recalling her childhood.

Her father sat next to her, talking to Andra French.

"Count Franky, I heard people say that you are the funniest person in Bolan Star. This time you brought your little girl to visit, and you are really famous for a long time. I hope to meet you, Mr. Franky, sooner rather than later." Gray Woolf shouted Drinking Bo Lanxing's specialty green tea, I still don't forget to compliment him.

Andra shook her head, approached him mysteriously, stared into his eyes, and said, "You may have misunderstood something. Our Majesty said, Andra, you are so boring, you are like a bunch of people. Wood. I'd rather pet a little Norma, you know, Norma always likes to bark."

"Norma is really cute sometimes." Gray was a little embarrassed.

Andra sat back in her original position and started talking with him formally again. "So, Mr. Gray is planning to let niece Celine live here?"

"Yes, Bran Star's education conditions are obvious to all. If my little daughter Celine is lucky enough to study here, it will be very beneficial to her. You know, parents always have to worry about their children's future. My poor daughter lost her mother since she was a child. I Always wanting the best for her."

"Celine, do you like it here?" Andra nodded and asked Celine again.

Celine bowed gracefully, and answered him with a smile on her face: "Yes, dear Earl Andra, I have longed to come to Berland for a long time, but my father always doesn't like me traveling far away, for fear that I will get lost. I have The most advanced navigation tool, it’s impossible to get lost, you’re right.” She spoke well, was polite, and used the right words, but no one could see her flashing sarcasm.These people are just that, aren't they?

"Dear niece Celine, you are too serious. Look at my little son who has not yet learned to speak honorifics to his father." Andra laughed and called to his son, "Monte, come here. Look at your sister, your Uncle Gray has brought you a beautiful sister, your mother will be overjoyed."

"So you agreed." Gray immediately understood what he meant, and rubbed his hands excitedly to divert his excitement.

"Grey, I would love for you to send us two old companions such a beautiful daughter."

Monte French was very reluctant to come here to socialize.These hypocritical old foxes are always calculating their friendship, and now they are still causing him some troubles. He can foresee that the future will not be easy.He saluted Celine Woolf uninterestedly, with a cold, condescending look on the face of a stranger.

Celine was conquered by him, this man was the most noble and elegant man she had ever seen, and he had a good-looking face.She looked at him with the excitement of a girl, and even forgot that she had once dismissed the Frankie family.Monte's golden curly hair is as dazzling as the golden sun on their planet, his lips are as sexy as Anfenia, the most beautiful god on the planet Sola (where Celine was born), his eyes, who made them Eyes, born to charm others.

She forgot the traditional etiquette that she strictly abided by, and she forgot to dress up as a modest and elegant lady. Like all shy girls, she eagerly called her sweetheart: "Brother Monte."

Monte felt a chill on his back, and goosebumps fell to the ground without hesitation like fallen leaves.

Shuohe, where the hell did you go?Recently, ghosts and ghosts are always appearing and disappearing. Master, I am so bored...

Shuohe is teaching Shan En in Grandpa Ai Fan's hotel, of course the lecture is purely chatting.When Monte grows up, it is difficult to satisfy him with what he knows, but Shuohe has been a teacher for many years and actually likes teaching very much.Now that he has a new partner, he runs very diligently every day.Shan En's child doesn't talk much, and he is always holding back his thoughts. He rarely sees him smiling. Shuohe hopes to help this child get out of the shadows. Moreover, he is with Monte every day. For so many years, he hasn't even made many friends. , In fact, he is also very lonely.

Lang rode a bamboo horse to make green plums around the bed.Shuohe looked at a man and a woman in the garden not far away, and suddenly remembered this sentence.He looked at the boy Monte with a little bit of reluctance, and the newcomer looked at each other affectionately, you have me in your eyes, and you in my eyes.The child he has been taking care of is going to have a girlfriend, and now he feels like Grandpa Ai Fan, feeling that he is about to be abandoned by the child he has worked so hard to raise.

No matter how dedicated they are, after all, they are just friends, partners, and even nominally they are masters and servants, a statement that sounds distinct.He has no right to interfere with anything about Monte, he just feels a little sad.

Alas... a sigh sounded in the corner, but no one heard it.

Celine has been pestering Monte recently, and she always has a way to block him. In fact, she is a very smart woman, but she overestimated Monte's endurance.She tried her best to get close, prepared various topics, and asked the servants to find out about Master Monte's preferences. s position.It's a pity that falling flowers are intentional, but flowing water is ruthless.

Although Monte is 19 years old, he is an elm lump who doesn't understand.If his IQ is 180, then his EQ is estimated to be only 0.008.When the teenagers around him are busy chasing beauties with flowers, and when the people around them read a certain kind of books and have a series of fantasies, he still doesn't know anything.

He's busy and doesn't keep his feet on the ground.He wants to train, learn Chinese with Shuohe, play chess and eat with him, and is busy taking Shuohe to travel in the mountains and rivers.Shuohe was naturally too early to be interested in those things, so that no one told Monte that there is such a thing as being young and falling in love.

But no matter how he didn't understand, after Celine clinging to him crazily for several days, he was still forced to know what is secret love, what is pursuit, and what is stalking.Should he admire Celine's boldness?Now this girl tugged at his sleeve tearfully, her long eyelashes curled up, and she declared loudly: "I like you, Monte, let's be together."

But Monte didn't respond. His upbringing prevented him from pushing a lady away like a sandbag. He waited patiently for her to finish speaking before leaving.Celine's chatter was like a gust of wind leaking out of his ears, and nothing was heard.He saw Shuohe in the corridor, watching the show without saying a word.Anger and an eagerness to prove something made him forget for a moment that there was a woman beside him.

This time he shook off Celine's claws, using some force, because he didn't expect the weak-looking girl to be so strong.Celine staggered and fell to the ground, looked at the man she liked in disbelief, and strode towards a strange boy.The man had long black hair, and under the long hair was a delicate face. He stood in the corridor, looking at the sky with lonely eyes.

As soon as Monte approached Shuohe, he began to complain about his various disappearances.Then he pointed at the girl in the yard and said, "Don't get me wrong, I'm just talking about Shelley. She likes that cat so much. It's a pity that mother can't give away her heart, so she cried." Not knowing why he lied at all, Monte just intuitively wanted Shuohe not to misunderstand.

Misunderstanding what?He doesn't understand.Anyway it would be very bad to get it wrong, he was sure.

With smiling eyes, Shuohe said calmly, "How could there be a misunderstanding, it should be like this." Monte wasn't sure if he believed his lie, felt that he didn't.

The author has something to say: Newcomers are asking for comments, 5555~~~

I'm trying my best to write, but it seems that no one will read it later. Could it be that the writing is poor?

I didn't find it. I can't afford to hurt the place where I was caught by the river crab. Let's change it.

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