Undying Body

The dining room of Du's family has two tables for each meal, one table for the hosts and one table for the servants, eating in the same hall, so Chang Sheng only met that young master Du Shaobo.

Compared with the young master, this young master is very similar to their father. You can tell at a glance that they are the biological father and son. Du Shaobo looks handsome and neat because he is young, but he also has decree lines at the age of 16. The young master only looks at people From the corner of his eyes, he doesn't look like a kind and gentle person.

Du’s family has a meal-sharing system. Du Shaobo said to himself: “The fish is not ready today, it’s too salty.”

"Where is it salty?" Du Shaoyan said while eating: "It's just right, today's dish is cooked by sister Yang, it's good!" He said and gave a thumbs up to the servant's table.

Du Shaobo said, "It's not salty. You lost your sense of taste even if you fell off your leg?"

Du Shaoyan replied: "Speak objectively, do you think salty is salty? Do you understand the need to respect the fruits of other people's labor?"

Du Shaobo said: "Speak objectively, can you obliterate the facts just by targeting me?"

Du Shaoyan replied: "Whoever targets you, don't feel too good about yourself, your sense of existence is not that strong."

Du Shaobo sneered: "Is it because you feel good about yourself, because you are afraid that others will not notice you and thus oppose me? Childish!"

Du Shaoyan disdains: "This method of attracting attention is only used by certain people who prove themselves by picking and choosing."

The two young masters talked endlessly, and the two adults continued to eat and drink as if they hadn't heard anything.

Mei Jie answered Chang Sheng in a low voice: "Three debates a day, just get used to it."

After dinner, Chang Sheng went back to his room, and suddenly heard the phone ringing. He searched for a while, and saw a small wall-mounted phone behind the door. He walked over to answer it, and Du Shaoyan's voice came from the other end: " Come to my room."

Chang Sheng held the microphone: "Where is your room?"

"The first one around the corner on the second floor," Du Shaoyan instructed, "Get a pot of water from the kitchen." After speaking, he hung up the phone.

Chang Sheng came to Du Shaoyan's room as ordered. He stood at the door and knocked. The door opened immediately. Du Shaoyan looked around and pulled him in: "No one saw you, did they?"

"no, what happened?"

"I'm thirsty!" Du Shaoyan snatched the kettle, poured it into a glass and poured it with his head up.

Chang Sheng thought it was a bit funny: "Didn't the young master say he was not salty? It turned out to be anger."

Du Shaoyan drank a glass of water in one breath, and then said: "It's better to kill Du Shaobo!"

Chang Sheng poured him another cup: "Why bother, we are all brothers."

"Who is his brother, you little bitch." Du Shaoyan cursed fiercely.

"He will always be your father," Chang Sheng persuaded, "I also had a younger brother before, blood is thicker than water..."

Du Shaoyan glanced at him: "Do you still have a younger brother?"

Chang Sheng hummed: "I was in poor health when I was a child, and my parents were afraid that they would not be able to support me. I had seven or eight younger siblings."

"So many!" Du Shaoyan blinked: "Are you the boss?"

"Yes." Chang Sheng said earnestly: "That's why I said, blood is thicker than water, elder brothers love younger siblings, no matter what they do..."

"All right, all right," Du Shaoyan interrupted him impatiently: "Then you practice Qigong because of your poor health?"

Chang Sheng froze for a moment: "Yes."

"Do you really know qigong?" Du Shaoyan turned around and lay down on the bed, raised his feet and asked, "The first time I saw you, you performed throwing knives and breaking boulders on your chest. What's going on? Tell me the truth, qigong is still a prop. ?”

Chang Sheng thought for a while, but didn't know how to answer.

Du Shaoyan waved to him: "Come sit beside me and tell me slowly how to practice qigong and why I can't see props."

Chang Sheng sat down beside him obediently, desperately trying to figure out how to get on with it: "The more you perform, the more proficient you become..."

"It's like magic?" Du Shaoyan said cleverly, "So it's still a prop, so I just said, how thin you are like practicing Qigong." He said and squeezed Chang Sheng's wrist: "It's really thin."

Chang Sheng smiled: "If the young master is okay, I will go back."

"Wait," Du Shaoyan got up from the bed, ran barefoot to the nearby bookcase, took out a book, and sat next to Chang Sheng: "I'll show you something."

"what?"

Du Shaoyan opened the book, it turned out to be a photo album, he flipped through a few pages, and pointed to a photo: "How about this?"

The photo was taken on a meadow, and the picture shows a young girl teasing a puppy. The girl is obviously not Asian, with blond hair and blue eyes, and her long, smooth hair looks like flowing golden sand in the sunlight.

"She is very beautiful. Her name is Angela. She is 14 years old. She is the daughter of our new English teacher this semester. Her father is Danish and her mother is American." Du Shaoyan said with a smile, "Is she like an angel?"

Chang Sheng looked at the girl's face, she was beautiful, but he didn't like foreigners: "Aren't angels just children with wings, and it's more beautiful to fly into the sky."

"You don't know how to appreciate." Du Shaoyan rolled his eyes at him, "This is the woman my young master likes."

Chang Sheng raised his head: "Master, do you like her?"

"It's a pity that she can't speak Chinese, and my English is bad, alas," Du Shaoyan sighed: "I have to work hard and study hard!"

Chang Sheng didn't speak, Du Shaoyan asked again: "Do you think she will like me?"

"how could I know."

"Think about it, if you were her."

"I'm not."

"Substitute it! Stupid!"

Chang Sheng took a deep breath: "No."

"Why not!" Du Shaoyan's eyes widened.

Chang Sheng shook his head helplessly: "Because I am not."

"I told you to do it!" Du Shaoyan grabbed Chang Sheng's shoulder: "Substitute it, put it into Angela, put it into the mood of a girl, and look at my handsome face."

Chang Sheng was held by his shoulders and couldn't escape, so he was forced to look at his face from a close distance. The boy's face was still handsome and impeccable. appearance.

Du Shaoyan stared into Chang Sheng's eyes: "Do you like me?"

Chang Sheng saw his own face reflected in the boy's black eyes. He is not a teenager, and he is not so easy to be a woman's mood, but he does feel that he is so good-looking, so good that he unconsciously Heartbeat.

Du Shaoyan moved closer, and then moved closer, "I like you," he said softly, "Angela."

Chang Sheng blinked his eyes, as if waking up: "I'm not."

"It's really out of the way." Du Shaoyan let go of his hands in discouragement, and leaned back on the bed: "But I guess she will like me, after all, I'm so good."

Chang Sheng didn't speak, and said after a while: "Young master is still a student, you should put your studies first, start a career first and then start a family."

"Hey, why are you the same as the teacher?" Du Shaoyan played with his fingers: "I hate preaching, you go back to your room."

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During breakfast, Sister Mei set the dishes and chopsticks. Usually there are only two young masters at the main table during breakfast, but now only one came.Sister Mei said to herself: "Master Shaoyan hasn't come down yet, if he doesn't get up, he will be late."

Du Shaobo mocked while spreading jam on the bread: "He is a rotten wood that cannot be carved."

Chang Sheng was helping to arrange the bowls and chopsticks for another table, Mei Jie called him: "Go and call Master Shao Yan."

Chang Sheng nodded, went upstairs to Du Shaoyan's room, and knocked on the door.

No one opened for a long time, he tentatively pushed, and the door opened by itself.

"Master," Chang Sheng walked in, closed the door, and said softly, "Sister Mei told me to wake you up, you're going to be late..."

"I know!" Du Shaoyan suddenly sat up from the bed.

Chang Sheng was startled by him, and walked to his side: "Do you know why you don't get up?"

Young Master Du's hair was disheveled and his pajamas were messed up, revealing a large area of ​​skin on his chest. Even if he didn't brush his teeth or wash his face, he still had a cool little face. He looked at the door and said fiercely, "Where did you go? You have been calling from your room for a long time!"

"..." Chang Sheng pointed to the clock on the wall: "I get up at six o'clock to do things, not in the room."

"Depend on!"

Chang Sheng asked patiently: "Young Master, what did you call me? Why don't you get up when you wake up?"

"How can I get up!" Du Shaoyan jumped off the bed and threw off the quilt.

Chang Sheng saw the damp piece on the quilt at a glance, and he immediately understood: "So it's..."

Du Shaoyan said viciously: "What, what! This is a normal physiological phenomenon, don't laugh!"

Chang Sheng endured it desperately: "I don't laugh, it's normal..."

"What kind of expression do you have, quickly wash the sheets for me! How can I let those maids see me!"

"Yes Yes."

Du Shaoyan angrily took off his pajamas and pajamas and threw them on the bed: "There are still these!"

"Yes." Chang Sheng tidied up the soiled clothes while avoiding Young Master Du's naked body.

"And this!" Du Shaoyan threw his underwear on the bed, and ran to a closet to find new clothes to wear.

Chang Sheng gathered the same-sex underwear together in a complicated mood, and said, "Young master, don't be embarrassed, this shows that the young master is an adult..."

"This young master has long been an adult! This young master just lacks a woman!"

"This has nothing to do with the lack of women..."

"Are you laughing in your heart too!" Du Shaoyan ran up to Chang Sheng: "You also have times like this, don't laugh!"

"I didn't laugh." Chang Sheng pushed Du Shaoyan's shoulder: "Hurry up and put on your school uniform, I'm going to be late."