The little white rabbit kills the two big brothers

Lejon stayed for a week, then left in a hurry followed by his men.

But in the end, Shen Qingchen couldn't restrain his softness and stubbornness, and arranged Tu Liu to be in charge of planting flowers in the garden.

After Lie Rong left, Shen Qingchen's state obviously dropped a lot, and he didn't speak. He played the piano in the piano room tinkling for several consecutive days. Every time Isaac stood at the door, he could be seen standing upright. His back was facing him, that side face was so ordinary, but it was full of bewitchment in his eyes, he must be bewitched.

In the warm afternoon, Shen Qingchen ran to the back garden after eating, and planted and trimmed flowers and plants with the gardeners.

"Isaac has been watching you for the past few days." Tu Liu pushed the lawn mower around Shen Qingchen.

"I know." Shen Qingchen carefully wiped the soil that fell from the leaves, expressionless.

"He is Leon's most loyal subordinate, and he is also the best skilled of all his confidants. You have to be careful."

"Soon... not anymore."

Tu Liu only saw Shen Qingchen move his mouth with an unpredictable smile on his face, but the noisy sound of the lawnmower prevented him from hearing what Shen Qingchen said.

After pruning, the flowers and plants scattered all over the ground had to be cleaned up, Shen Qingchen asked Tu Liuhe the gardener to prune the branches by the lake, and the rest asked Isaac to help pile them up in the cart and throw them out.

"You don't have to do it, I'll let them help."

"No need," Shen Qingchen stopped him, "They don't matter, they will damage my flowers."

Isaac helped to load and push the cart, while Shen Qingchen squatted aside to pick up the scattered grass clippings.

After the last push, Isaac didn't feel much, but Shen Qingchen was sweating all over his head. He wiped his forehead with his hands stained with grass clippings and dirt, and immediately there was an extra mark, like a kitten with a painted face .His embarrassed appearance made him very cute, and beads of sweat came out again. When he wanted to wipe it off again, Isaac held his wrist.

"Why?" Shen Qingchen looked at him, not knowing why.

Isaac didn't speak, took out his handkerchief, and carefully wiped the sweat and dirt off his face. Shen Qingchen was tall, a little taller than Zhou Zhan, and almost on the same level as Lie Rong. Standing in front of Isaac, only To reach the root of his nose, he needs to raise his head slightly. At this angle, his eyes are filled with the figure of Isaac. He only needs to lower his head slightly to kiss the soft and tender lips.

"Don't move!" Isaac was about to immerse himself in his own world, but was pulled back to reality by Shen Qingchen.

He raised his feet, supported his shoulders, and reached out to remove the petals and grass blades from the top of Isaac's head.

"Okay." Shen Qingchen shook the leaf in his hand, showing a playful smile.

"Go back, I'm sweating a lot, I'm going to take a shower." After finishing speaking, he picked up a small shovel and a bucket and ran out of the garden. When he turned around, he showed a meaningful smile. If he wasn't so close, maybe No one knew that at that moment, Isaac's heart was beating so fast.

After taking a shower, Shen Qingchen ran to the piano room and started playing the piano. The whole house was surrounded by the soothing sound of the piano, and all the bodyguards and servants knew how likable this man their master was hiding, In addition to playing the piano every day, I plant flowers. I can maintain a decent greeting and an elegant smile in the face of everyone. I am always at ease, and I can also enjoy myself in captivity.

"Isaac, I want a glass of milk!" Shen Qingchen shouted from inside the room.

Isaac took the milk prepared by the servant, opened the door and walked in.

The sound of the piano stopped, and Shen Qingchen picked up the milk and gulped it down in one gulp. The milk stains were all over his mouth, and Isaac took out a handkerchief to help him wipe it off.

"Come on, sit down." Shen Qingchen took Isaac's hand and let him sit on the piano bench.

"I've been observing your hands for a long time. They are really suitable for playing the piano. It would be a pity if you don't learn."

"It's useless for me to learn the piano." Isaac refused.

"How come, if you can express your emotions when you are in a bad mood, it is better than killing people in a bad mood."

Isaac looked at him and wanted to stand up, but Shen Qingchen pushed him down again: "You don't have to be embarrassed, I can teach you, and I have planted all the flowers today, if I don't teach you how to play the piano, what am I going to do? "

"I don't need to learn this." Isaac refused again.

"Hmph, no! If you're disobedient, I'll tell Leon that you're behind his back... um... torture me behind his back, let him come back and take care of you!"

Seeing him pretending to be a tiger, Isaac found it very funny.

"why are you laughing?"

"It's nothing." Isaac stood up and shook his hands, "My hands are too hard and have many calluses, so I can't learn it."

Shen Qingchen took his big hand and looked at it carefully: "It's nothing, just wait for me."

After a while, Shen Qingchen came in with a small packing box and put it down, and brought towels and washbasins.

"Come here." Shen Qingchen sat on the sofa and patted.

Isaac walked over.

Shen Qingchen soaked a towel in warm water, wrung it dry and wrapped it around Isaac's big hands: "The reason why these hands are so rough is because you don't take care of them. You have to soak your hands in warm water every day. After soaking in warm water, use milk to soak them. The cream protects the hands, and the hands will naturally become moist and delicate after a long time. Another thing is to improve the blood circulation of the hands, like this, clenching the fists for a while, and opening them forcefully for a while, or doing finger gymnastics with fingers."

Isaac saw him babbling, wiped off the moisture on his hands, put on lotion and began to massage him: "You should pay attention to the practice of opening and closing your fingers, so that your fingers can be flexible and soft. It has a flowing aesthetic.”

"Also, you should also pay attention to your diet. You must eat less salt, eat more vegetables and fruits, wear gloves when you work, and trim your nails frequently. At the same time, make sure your fingers are round and shiny."

Isaac watched him circle his fingers one by one, but said nothing.

"Let me tell you, don't do heavy housework in the future. After applying lotion to your hands, you should wrap them in plastic wrap. You can do them while watching TV, without delaying things. Did you hear that?" Shen Qingchen used the plastic wrap Mo wrapped his hands and saw that he was in a trance, a little dissatisfied.

"Understood." Isaac looked up at him and said helplessly.

"What kind of attitude?" Shen Qingchen muttered, picked up the basin to splash water on, and returned with another basin of hot water.

When I came back, I sat on the sofa and opened the packing box, and took out a small sharp blade, nail clippers, and a bottle of ointment.

"Let me help you remove the thick calluses."

After applying it on his hand for about a quarter of an hour, Shen Qingchen helped him take it off, washed it with warm water, and slowly peeled off the thick calluses on his palm with a blade.

"How old were you when you started holding guns? The calluses are so thick?" Shen Qingchen didn't blink his eyes, and his movements were delicate and gentle.

"twelve."

"That big? Don't you go to school?" Leon said that his pen is also very good.

"I grew up in 'Dark Night' and learned it myself."

Shen Qingchen paused, he knew that those who could survive in the dark and grow up were like wolf cubs, selfish, indifferent and bloody.

"That... is really pitiful."

"You too... poor."

The people who survived in 'Nightingale' are different from 'Dark Night'. They are all flattering, showing off their coquettishness by relying on their appearance, which is no ordinary show off. Tycoons with wealth that ordinary people cannot reach, they must have higher vision, better talents, and more experiences to enrich and arm themselves, impress each other, and convince each other, like a rabbit that has fallen into a wolf's den, use all means and Mind, survive.

The strength of 'Dark Night' is courage and kung fu, and the strength of 'Nightingale' is mind and means.

"Ah!" Shen Qingchen exclaimed in a low voice, because the blade was too sharp, he cut Isaac's palm inadvertently.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" He hurriedly took out the gauze and hemostatic spray from the tidying box. Fortunately, the wound was not deep, and the bleeding was stopped after spraying the medicine. After wrapping the gauze a few more times, Shen Qingchen apologized: " I, I didn't grasp the depth..."

"It's okay." Isaac didn't care at all.

"It hurts, right? I'm so stupid."

"It doesn't hurt, this little injury is nothing at all."

Shen Qingchen still felt sorry, and the other hand was more cautious.

After removing the calluses, Shen Qingchen took his hand to trim his nails.

"Look at your nails, the edges need to be neatly trimmed and rounded, it looks too ugly." He said with the nail clippers and began to cut them bit by bit.

"Do you do this often?"

"what?"

"Do you often cut other people's nails like this?"

"No, don't you want to learn the piano from me? Of course I want to teach you. This maintenance of hands is the most basic." Shen Qingchen stood up after the cut, and just about to step over where he was sitting, Isaac stretched out his hand Pulling, Shen Qingchen was unsteady and fell into his arms.

"You, what are you doing!" Shen Qingchen wanted to push him away, but was held tighter by his single hand.

"You let me go!"

Isaac's arms tightened, there was no way for him to hide, and his domineering and forceful lips pressed against him, Shen Qingchen was momentarily stunned.

It wasn't until the burning tongue was about to stick into his mouth that he struggled violently again.

"You, you're going too far!" Shen Qingchen was furious, but the disparity in strength made it impossible for him to resist.

"People trained by Nightingale are not so insensitive to customs, so you can't tell that I'm interested in you?" Isaac squeezed his chin, forcing him to not move.

"But, but you are Lie Rong's subordinate..." Shen Qingchen's resistance gradually stopped.

"I can see that you don't like him. Every time he comes back, you are very worried. After he leaves, you will be secretly sad. In fact, you don't like being locked up here by him at all, do you?"

"So what if I don't like it? Did I refuse? Do I have the right to choose? He won't let me go..." Shen Qingchen's tone was full of sadness, helplessness and despair.

"What if I could help you?"

Shen Qingchen raised his wet eyes, with anticipation and desire flashing in his eyes: "Really? Is what you said true?"

"Are you willing to go with me?" Isaac pinched his shoulder with a very solemn expression.

Shen Qingchen nodded without hesitation: "Of course! But..." There was a painful expression on his face, "Lie Rong was too thoughtful, Zhou Zhan's death was calculated by him before, if I go with you, he It is bound to let out the wind and let Zhou Zhan's subordinates hunt me down, and he will also set up layers of traps for me to jump into. I can't...I can't drag you into the water because I want to be free, that would be unfair to you .”

"You are so pure and kind, how did you spend so many years at Nightingale?"

"Actually, I don't know what Nightingale is like. As soon as I entered Nightingale, I was guarded by Lie Rong. I didn't have any contact with others. It was only later that he told me to deal with Zhou Zhan and everything was according to his arrangement. I didn't know. He's from Nightingale."

No wonder, Isaac suddenly realized, yes, how could someone who entered the nightingale have such bright and pure eyes, but that tattoo...

"The tattoo on your back is exclusive to Nightingale, only on the back of the six flower festivals, you..."

"Lejon got this tattoo on me in order to get me out of Nightingale, and he said he would remove it for me after leaving Nightingale, but later he said it was fine to have this tattoo, so he kept it and went to Hong Kong before. He was going to arrange for someone to have the tattoo removed for me, and somehow he changed his mind."

Isaac stroked his back: "If you like it, keep it. If you don't like it, I'll find someone to wash it for you later."

Shen Qingchen shook his head: "It was tattooed with special materials. I asked many tattoo artists, but they couldn't find a way to clean it. Leon refused to tell me, and I don't know what to do."

"It's okay, trust me, there will always be a way."

"I don't want to live a life of escape, I just want to spend it in a normal way, wake up every day to play the piano, tend to the flowers and plants, I don't want to be worried every day."

"Then do you believe me?"

Shen Qingchen looked into his eyes, thought for a long time, then nodded.

"Okay, since you believe in me, one day I will let you live like that."