I have flowers and I hope you will laugh

For so many years, it is the master who has been by my side to take care of me.Although the brat is always yelling and cursing me to die soon, he is dedicated to me.All the good things are left to me, and all the things I do wrong are defended in front of me and educated in the back.I have no father or mother since I was a child, so I don't understand that feeling.It was the master who raised me up with shit and urine. Although I am naughty and unrestrained, I always pull out his beard and call him a dead old man, but I am a person with self-consciousness, and I can clearly distinguish right from wrong.

Everyone has important people, so why not me, Shen Gu.

I don't know Ji Tang's past, but I can slightly feel the pain in his heart.

"Please let me go, Master, Ji Tang." My voice trembled slightly, I was afraid.Without the master, I don't know what to do.And there is no Ji Tang... I have long been aware of my dependent nature, but I have been poisoned so deeply that I cannot extricate myself.

I'm cowardly and can't decide: Master, or Ji Tang.

"Do you know, Shen Gu." He held the master in his hand, as if he was holding on to the treasure and refused to let go, "I heard that you have entered the tower in my inner city."

tower?

tower……

Ji Tang gave a cold smile and said, "Then you must have seen the stone statue in that tower."

I still remember the place where I got lost, the... stone statue of Master Tali! ! !

Is there any connection, Ji Tang?Ji Tang!

"It's Master..."

"Oh my god," Ji Tang's expression suddenly became ferocious, "Didn't he claim to be a saint, and everything he did was correct? Then I will build him into a stone statue and serve him day and night, so that he Let’s really be that saint!”

What? !How could this be!

"Ji Tang—!" I screamed, trying to stop him.

I know I am incapable and weak.

But I tried my best and couldn't think of a way.

A few traces of coldness ran across my cheeks, coldly hitting my hands that were on the ground.I gritted my teeth tightly, but I still couldn't stop the crying and panting in my throat.

"boom!"

"I kowtow to you, can you let my master go?" Resisting the immediate dizziness, I looked up at Ji Tang.

He was unmoved, his eyes narrowed, and the beautiful light smile in the past turned into contempt and ridicule.

Just condescending, looking at me until my head bleeds.

"Master is my only relative in this world, and also my only thought."

"My master is a good man, he has done nothing wrong."

"Even if what you said, Ji Tang, is true, even if the master used to be heinous, then...he is my master, me, my master."

"No matter how unbearable and ugly he is..."

"I, I also..."

"Will not deny, deny..."

"My master..."

Looking at the viscous liquid on the bluestone bricks, dyeing half of the flowers red.Seeing those cold, unrelenting eyes, the sound of my forehead hitting the ground echoed in my mind.

"boom."

"Bang bang."

I have never been so tired.

I really want to just fall asleep like this.

……

I lazily opened my eyes, watching my right hand lift up and massage my temple.

I wanted to move, but it seemed that I was trapped in my body, so I had to let my body go.

The layout of the room in the field of vision is familiar, but there is also an indescribable strangeness.It's not my room, but it's almost the same as Ji Tang's except that it's not full of pink.

The two maids by the bed saw "I" woke up, said "Young Master" and helped "I" get up.

After washing up, the maid changed my clothes and added pink sleeves and outer gauze. Another maid put the bronze mirror in front of me. "I" looked at the mirror and touched my cheek with my finger.

I just discovered that "I" is Ji Tang.

I am dreaming again.

"The young master's hair is different from ordinary people."

The maid Fang wanted to help Ji Tang straighten her hair, but Ji Tang stopped her with her arm.Ji Tang glanced, indifferently: "Don't touch my hair."

His hair is different from ordinary people, the black ink gradually turns into cinnamon white.

He snatched the white jade comb and the wooden hairpin from the hand of the maid, twisted his waist-length hair a few times and fixed the small bun behind his head with the wooden hairpin, his hands were quick and clean.

The maid who made a mistake bowed to Ji Tang and wanted to leave. Ji Tang took the veil from the maid's hand and covered it gently, smiling slightly and said to her: "I hate the color of this room, I will come back It was changed to pink before. I will live here from now on.”

"Okay, young master."

"The city lord has set up a battle field and is waiting for you." The maid presented a long sword with great respect.

Ji Tang took the long sword and strode forward: "I hate your voice, don't let me hear it from now on."

"Okay, young master." The maid answered after Ji Tang had left the house.

Back here now, since he can remember, he has only one or two sides of Wuyun City in his memory, and he hates it more than the warmth of his heart.

Seeing the vicissitudes of life in the arena, he kept sizing up Ji Tang, so careful that he almost refused to let him go.Facing the so-called father, Ji Tang didn't have the slightest feeling of intimacy in his heart. After all, he had no father in his 14 years of youth.

Jitang's father took off his cloak, held a long sword in his hand, and picked Jitang with the sword.

"Let's prove whether it is my beloved son, Suhe."

"My seat..." Ji Tang murmured.