little master

22.

He was held in my arms, trembling all over, his uncontrollable anger and grievance finally revealed, and he talked to me about things I didn't understand.

How did he break up with his family and run away, how did he reject his father's proposal to send him abroad, and how he would never return to that family in his life.

If you don't go back, you won't go back. I comfort him, it's not worth going back there.

In the end, I can't understand his things and sorrows. I have no right to say that I feel the same way, and I have no position to persuade him that those things are over. I can only try to comfort him with my shallow language, and look forward to this little comfort. works.

Fortunately, he is easy to coax.

It was so coaxing that I felt helpless.

Hearing the cry in his voice, I patted his back, opened my arms as much as possible, hugged his body tightly, and let his chin rest on my shoulder. After a while, I felt a little wet on my shoulder .

Just cry.

If it can be vented, it means there is room for maneuver.

I slowed down like coaxing a child, stroked his back one by one, felt his body trembling slightly, subconsciously tilted my head and kissed his earlobe.

I said okay, cry out, don't hold back.

He hiccupped and refuted me: "You're the one crying!"

I wiped my face shamelessly and pretended to cry: "Okay, okay, I was the one who cried, thank you young master for comforting me."

He punched me with very little strength, and said after a long while:

"Actually, at first, I thought you were my father's man, just like those before, sent to monitor me."

I was startled, and asked calmly, "Then what happened after that?"

He sniffed: "You didn't contact him later, I checked your mobile phone, and you didn't even save his number."

"When did you... check my cell phone?" Why didn't I know?

The young master was awkward for a while, seemed a little embarrassed, and said, "On that day, when I opened the location on your phone."

Tsk, I said why the attitude has changed a lot since that day, so I checked it.

But just look at it, anyway, there are no secrets in my phone, as long as he is happy.

I explained to him what happened, and told him that I was sent to be his bodyguard because I saved his father. In fact, I only met him once.

"My mission is to protect you," I put my arms around him to show my loyalty, "Only you are my master, and I will not listen to others."

He raised his head slightly, with some disbelief in his eyes, but quickly retracted into my arms, raised his hand in a demonstration, like a cat lifting up a soft pad, and then patted me on the head:

"If you lie to me, I will make you...bankrupt!"

I'm so scared.

"Dare not dare," I took his hand off, pretended to be very scared, and swore with my fingers up: "I will never lie to you."

He let out a "hum", and the whole person nestled in my arms and didn't move.

Really like a cat.

I patted him lightly, and after a while, the sound of breathing in my ears became calmer.

Probably the young man's emotions came and went quickly, and after a while, he fell asleep.

I sighed, and carefully carried him back to the room, trying to get him to sleep on the bed, but I didn't think about it, just as I put him down and wanted to go out, his hand grabbed my clothes, struggling to wake up.

I simply sat by his bed, half lying down, and let him bury his head in my arms and fall asleep.