It's not good to be a priest of heaven

Si Nan looked at him with distressed eyes, and said in a low voice, "You deserve better!"

When Shen Junchao heard the words, he sneered, "Do you know what people in Suzhou say about Mr. Shen?" He smiled, but was very sad, "Mr. Shen's talent is rich, but it's a pity that he is blind and won't live past thirty... ..." He laughed, his shoulders shaking.

The eldest son of the Shen family, who was only fifteen years old and won the top prize in high school, was famous in the capital. No one knew the word "Shen Junchao", and the Shen family was very prosperous for a while.However, when everyone in the Shen family was full of joy, the imperial court withdrew the title of No. [-] scholar on the grounds that the eldest son of the Shen family was disabled.From now on, whenever people talk about the Shen family, people will always say, "It's a pity that the eldest son of the Shen family is a cripple..."

"Everyone abandons me like an old shoe, everyone regards me as trash..." He put his head in his hands, choked up and said, "No matter what I do, I can't change their opinion."

Sinan mustered up the courage to hug him into his arms, gently stroked his back, and affirmed with red eyes, "You are fine."

Shen Junchao leaned into his arms, and after a long silence, he whispered: "Is there any wine?"

Si Nan casually melted a small jar of wine and handed it to him, "Du Kang."

Shen Junchao reached out to take it, uncorked the wine and started drinking.

However, before he could drink two or three sips, his weak body began to bear/can't/cough and coughed heavily, Si Nan hurriedly carried him on his back, looking at him with worry and self-blame in his eyes.

Shen Junchao finally recovered his breath, but he gave a wry smile, "It really is a waste." After saying that, he slammed the wine bottle in his hand on the ground, and the bottle fell to pieces instantly, and the crystal liquid snaked around. Drizzle down.

He stumbled to his feet, walked forward aimlessly, and then fainted out of anger.

Si Nan embraced this person wholeheartedly in his arms, his heart was sore and unbearable, with tears in his eyes, he leaned on his shoulder and murmured, "You're fine, you're really fine."

Shen Junchao didn't know where he was when he woke up, but the place was filled with a strong smell of alcohol. He frowned and groped around. He remembered that he was with Sinan before, so he tentatively called "Sinan? Are you there?"

He fumbled forward, but kicked a wine bottle under his feet, and the bottle rolled forward a few times in circles, and finally stopped at Sinan's feet.

Shen Junchao fumbled forward step by step, and suddenly touched a person with his fingertips, "Sinan?"

Si Nan took a step forward, hugged the man with his tall body, and buried his head between his necks. The tip of his nose was filled with the smell that he could rely on. With a strong nasal voice, he replied indistinctly, "Yes."

Shen Junchao was caught in his arms by surprise, and this person was still naked from the upper body, he stretched out his hand and patted his back stiffly, but what he touched was a thick bandage, "Are you injured?"

Si Nan replied in a dazed state, "It's all right."

It's okay to wrap so many bandages!

"Did you get into a fight?"

"No."

"Then how did you get this injury?"

"..."

"You boring gourd, talk."

"pain."

"Do you drink so much when you're in pain?"

"Yeah." The injury on the scapula has not healed for so many years, and every time there is pain in his body, he will always use alcohol to numb himself, only in this way can the pain on his body be relieved.Si Nan was drowsy, with heavy eyelids, he whispered in his ear, "Ah Chao, I'm sleepy."

The cry of "A Chao" made Shen Junchao's heart tremble, he turned his head away and said, "Go to sleep if you are sleepy."

"Okay." After Si Nan finished speaking, his whole body fell on him and fell into a deep sleep.

Shen Junchao was suddenly pressed down by him, and it took all his strength to hold him up, don't sleep on me if you want to sleep!He is not a martial arts practitioner and really has no strength!

With difficulty he dragged him to the bed and settled him down.

In the dark night, the candlelight in the room was dim, and a small moth was flying around the candlelight, looking for the light that belonged to it.

Shen Junchao sat on the side of the bed with a solemn expression, who are you, Sinan?Why do you keep following him?For so many days, he never once inquired about the Shen family, even if he brought it up, he would never answer, so he really wasn't here for the Shen family.So what did he follow him for?Picture him, picture his crippled body?It's ridiculous.

His dark eyes were deep in thought, thinking about all his actions and every word he said since he met him, including his strong feelings...

Shen Junchao is not stupid, he slowly discovered something, maybe Sinan really knew him, and he really came for him...

Thinking of this, his heart beat wildly, and for the first time, he suddenly wanted to know what he looked like.He never hesitated in what he wanted to do, so he slowly stretched out his hand and took the initiative to touch him.

He goes to touch his face and accidentally touches a mask, has he always been wearing a mask?

Shen Jun leaned forward slightly, took off the mask on his face, put it aside, and rubbed his face again.

This person has a full sky; eyebrows and eyes are narrow and long, and the tails of the eyes are slightly upturned. Although these eyes are closed at the moment, they must be very beautiful when they are opened; the bridge of the nose is straight; the skin is smooth and delicate.

When he went all the way down and touched his lips, the person on the bed suddenly licked his lips unconsciously, and the tingling sensation from his fingertips made him withdraw his hand instantly.

But he only hesitated for a few seconds before touching him again, but he didn't dare to touch those soft red lips again.

This man has broad shoulders, firm arms, slender fingers, and thin calluses on the fingertips and the tiger's mouth. Is he a sword practicer?

At this point, Shen Junchao probably knew what he looked like. This person's face was clear, his facial features were exquisite and three-dimensional, and his appearance must be excellent. As for why he used a mask to cover it... This was his private matter, so it was inconvenient for him to ask.As for his body shape, he couldn't touch his body inch by inch, but judging from the height he was holding him, this person was tall and a martial arts practitioner, so his body must be strong and powerful.

Si Nan had left a clear mark in his heart after all.

I just don't know why this person who came here for him is willing to accompany him through the last journey of life...

He didn't ask much, but he was lonely for too long, and he really wanted to find someone to accompany him.But if he pitied him like everyone else, had pity on him, it wouldn't be necessary.

When Sinan was awake, Shen Junchao was sitting by the window and reaching out to touch the sunlight. His whole body was bathed in the sunlight, his whole body was radiant, obviously as beautiful as a painting, but it looked as if it would disappear at any time, transparent and pale. .

Si Nan's heart tightened, and he strode over suddenly, reaching out and grabbing his hand that touched the sunlight.