Reborn my man

When he landed, Wen Zimu was satisfied to hear the child's exclamation, and smiled triumphantly: "You didn't expect me to come in from the window sill, did you? Let me tell you, I have martial arts! It's impossible for you to close the door." Can't stop me!"

What's the smell in the air?It smells bad, like there's blood coming out.Thinking it was his own illusion, the ten-year-old boy didn't think much, and put the candle he carried over on the table instead.

There was no sound from the child, and he was still huddled in the corner of the wall in the same posture that Wen Zimu left. Wen Zimu couldn't see his expression clearly, but he didn't need to look to know that except for a pair of eyes staring at him as if wanting to eat people, his Apart from the cold darkness on his face, there was no other expression at all.

Sighing, Wen Zimu completely gave up being close to the child, turned around and took the lampstand to do his own thing.Knowing that children are afraid of the dark, but they like to save face and refuse to tell others. He went out and got a lot of red candles, and lit them one by one in the room. In an instant, on the window sill, in front of the desk, and on the wall...

The huge room was quickly enveloped in the mist of red candles, dispelling the darkness and coldness in the room.

"Look, isn't it much warmer now? You won't be afraid anymore, right?" Wen Zimu put down the last candle in front of the mirror, and looked around the inner room with satisfaction. The room was bright, which was the effect he wanted.With a raised eyebrow, a friendly smile appeared on his clean and upright face.

There was still no response from behind, Wen Zimu shook his head dejectedly, and turned his head to look for that small body, but the moment he turned his head, he bumped into a tender and beautiful face.

Eyebrows like moon, skin like fat, exquisite and perfect facial features reveal a cold handsomeness beyond his age, black and deep phoenix eyes are slightly squinted, with a dangerous color that seduces people.The tall and small nose, the shallow and tightly pursed lips, all of them flaunt the guard and indifference of the child.

This suffocatingly perfect beauty is on a boy who is only six years old, a boy who is even younger than him!

Isn't such a pretty little face really a little fairy from heaven and earth?

Looking at this beautiful face that suddenly appeared in the red candle, Wen Zimu's little heart suddenly jumped up, and his eyes were fixed on the child who was huddled in the corner of the wall. After seeing this, he found out that it turned out that he was in his own home. The new brother turned out to be so beautiful and delicate.

For some reason, the palms of his hands began to sweat slowly. Finally, with a shake of his hand, the lamp stand that Wen Zimu was holding fell to the ground, making a loud noise.

He suddenly became a little nervous, his throat was itchy, and he felt that he shouldn't stay here anymore?

With a dry cough, Wen Zimu hurriedly walked to the bed with his head down, and carefully arranged the quilt and pillows on the bed for the child, until he was satisfied that the child could sleep after lying on it.As if embarrassed to take another look at the child who had been staring at him, Junyi's little cheeks turned slightly red.

He whispered: "Come and sleep, with these candles shining on you, you probably won't be afraid. I will send some more candles tomorrow. Come and sleep, I, I'm leaving."

Xiao Qiansheng heard that the voice of the boy speaking in front of him was a bit different, he raised his head but didn't see his expression, only heard the sound of swaying, chaotic footsteps, Wen Zimu's tall and straight body had already rushed up the window sill, All he saw was Wen Zimu's vigorous and sharp movements.

Wen Zimu's heart agitated like a flea, and he plucked up the courage to look back in the direction of the corner of the room. What he saw was still that pretty little face that he didn't know how to describe. His heart trembled again, and some emotions couldn't be washed away. Stop, he himself doesn't know what's going on.

The boy's heart was shaking slightly, swaying from side to side, simple but not simple, simple but not simple, as if he suddenly ran into the little bride he had been dreaming about in his heart, surprised and nervous, nervous and strange.

The child looked at the face in front of the window sill who was more mature than himself, handsome and heroic, he felt very strange.

Turning his head and looking around the inner room, he saw that the room was already red with candlelight, warm and bright, and there was no longer the darkness that made him so scared that he dared not sleep at all, and when he fell asleep, he would have nightmares again and again.He felt even more strange.

Turning around, I looked at the boy who was a few years older than me. After seeing him glance at me, shyness appeared on his handsome face, and warm tenderness appeared in his amber eyes.This kind of tenderness is something a child has never felt for many years.

He widened his phoenix eyes in surprise, wondering if this Wen Zimu was really sick!

Wen Zimu left.

The child was still huddled in the corner and squatting with his body hugged. After a long time, he felt the beating of his heart.Strangely, he could hear his own heartbeat this time, where is the slight change?Looking at the lights in the room, it seemed that the bones of my body, which had always been cold, were not so cold anymore.

Stretching his body stiffly, he walked to the bed step by step, only to see that the quilt on the bed had been spread well, and the pillow was placed on top of his head.

Xiao Qian turned around vigorously, looked at the window sill that had not been closed, his charming brows were slightly frowned, looking at the dark and terrifying night outside the window, Danfeng's eyes blinked and blinked non-stop.

On the second day, Mrs. Wang felt very strange that her son, who always liked to stay in bed, got up very early, ran to the back kitchen with two big dark circles, took a big bag of candles, and disappeared. I didn't see him appearing in the dining hall until noon.

"Zimu, what have you been up to all morning?" Mrs. Wang asked her son who was in a hurry to eat in a strange way.

Wen Zimu's forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat. Hearing this, he quickly took a big mouthful of rice, swallowed it and shook his head with a smile: "I'm not busy with anything, I'm just playing in the backyard."

"Playing in the backyard?" Mrs. Wang nodded her son's forehead and said angrily, "Don't think that mother doesn't know. I heard Uncle Fu say that you took all the candles in the whole house this morning? What do you want so many candles for?" ? Be careful not to play with fire, it will be a serious accident if there is a fire."

Wen Zimu sneered a few times, and nodded hastily: "The child knows, don't worry, mother, the child will not be naughty."

"That's good." Mrs. Wang smiled and spooned a spoonful of fresh soup into her son's bowl, loving and gentle.

Wen Zimu thought that he had been busy all morning, and finally brought dozens of candles to Qianxun Building. Although the child inside still refused to let anyone enter the building, and did not want to see him, it was said that he was still sleeping.But he thought, with so many candles, the child would not be afraid to stand in the corner at night.

Wen Zimu has never seen such a beautiful child before. Although people around him say that he is handsome and heroic, and his face is extremely outstanding, he knows that his own face is different from that of a child. .

The type of child is like the little beauty in the painting, he likes such a little beauty!

Although because of his young age, Wen Zimu is still vague about the beauty between adults, but he simply thinks that a beautiful little beauty is the best.It would be perfect if he could have a younger brother who is as beautiful as a child.

Take him out for a walk, only he has such a beautiful younger brother, he must be envious of other little boys as old as him!

Well, of course, if the child can still smile like the little beauty in the ancient painting, talk to him softly, show a sweet smile, and stop being so sullen and angry, it would be even better.

Wen Zimu had a silly smile on his clean and handsome face, and he made up his mind: He wants a little beauty as beautiful as a child as his younger brother!

But when he thought about how the child would not talk to him, Wen Zimu became disheartened again. He had no chance to get close to him when he was living in his own house, a beautiful younger brother. It was really depressing!Under the depression, Wen Zimu's boy's mentality was greatly inflated, and he practiced martial arts all day long, thinking that one day he would be able to show his good kung fu in front of children.

But many days passed in a row, even though Wen Zimu would go around outside Qianxun Building every day, the child still didn't pay any attention to Wen Zimu.

This morning, Wen Zimu was finally disappointed, and slept very late lying on the bed, but he didn't want to go to the backyard again.

Anyway, after so many days in a row, it's the same when he goes, the child doesn't want to talk to him at all!The child didn't like him at all, he was the only one who expected to be his older brother, and the child didn't want to be his younger brother at all.

Wen Zimu was so sad that Wen Zimu lay on the bed all day, and Mrs. Wang was so frightened that she thought her son was sick, so she asked about his health for a long time, and worked until night, but Wen Zimu didn't get up from the bed, and was directly fed by the maids for dinner. Lying on the bed boredly playing with the wooden bird that his father gave him.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound outside the door, and there was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Wen Zimu called out strangely: "Come in, the door is not closed." He thought it was some maid in the mansion, but Wen Zimu didn't care, so he responded casually and continued lying on the bed Play with your own wooden bird.

The knocking sounded again.

"Who is it!" Wen Zimu was angry, he was not in a good mood at first, so he got up from the bed, went to the door and opened it fiercely, but he was stunned after only one glance.

I saw the child standing at the door of his room, wearing only thin obscene clothes.That pink and tender face is still too cute and beautiful.

Wen Zimu was completely stunned, and asked stammeringly, "You, why are you here?"

The child didn't make a sound, but the charming Danfeng eyes were straight and straight, and the sharp light in the eyes was staring at Wen Zimu's face. Wen Zimu's heart beat when he saw it, he pursed his mouth nervously and smiled softly, and hurried to hold the child hand.

Coaxing softly: "It's cold outside, come in quickly, my room is lit, it's not dark."

The child threw his hand away, glanced at him arrogantly, said nothing, kicked open the door of his room with his head held high, walked straight in, and stood in Wen Zimu's room with his thin body. central.

Wen Zimu touched his nose in embarrassment, quickly took his own clothes and put them on the child, bent down and looked at the child's tender face with a smile, and asked flatteringly: "It's so late, what can you do with me? "