The group favorite master became a sweet bun after amnesia

As night fell, only Xiao Qing and Yu Sheng were left in the room.

Xiao Qing fed Yu Sheng medicine twice, and was lying on the table in a daze, almost falling asleep. The candles were flickering to illuminate a dark room, and Xiao Qing stared at Yu Sheng's almost steady breathing. , also relieved.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Yu Sheng opened his eyes and sat up all of a sudden.

Xiao Qing also became energetic all of a sudden: "Master?"

"Xiao Qing." Yu Sheng's face suddenly burst into a sweet and greasy smile, looked at Xiao Qing, and then got off the bed with the help of the edge of the bed.

Xiao Qing froze for a moment, didn't understand where the strength came from the person who was still unconscious just now, and suddenly stood up.

But while thinking about it, Yu Sheng had already walked in front of Xiao Qing.

Just as Xiao Qing thought that something was wrong, Yu Sheng's hand touched Xiao Qing's face, and his voice was soft like maltose: "Why is Xiao Qing here? Huh? Are you guarding me?"

Immediately afterwards, without waiting for Xiao Qing's answer, Yu Sheng moved closer and closer, his lips almost touching Xiao Qing's face.

He had a high fever and his cheeks and lips were hot until now, and the breath he exhaled almost set Xiao Qing on fire.

Xiao Qing really seemed to be burning, stood up suddenly from the chair, took a few steps back: "What are you doing!"

Xiao Qing's eyes were sharp, staring closely at Yu Sheng's face in front of him.

What is he doing?

Why all of a sudden?

Obviously since he woke up from the coma that day... he never showed this appearance again.

Obviously before, he took the initiative to admit his mistakes and promised that he would never treat him like that in the future.

That being the case, why did you come here again now, looking like you wanted to kiss him?

Facing Xiao Qing's shouting question, Yu Sheng seemed to have no sense of shame, and without the slightest bit of guilt, instead smiled at Xiao Qing again.

Immediately afterwards, Xiao Qing watched helplessly as his master came over, and stretched out his arms to hug him.

His hot cheeks were buried in the hollow of his neck, and Yu Sheng's temperature could be clearly felt on his shoulders only through a few layers of fabric.

"Xiao Qing, Xiao Qing."

Yu Sheng raised his head and called his name loudly.

It wasn't the sarcasm of "Love Disciple" with a playful meaning, and the sound of "Xiao Lang" who regarded him as another person—it wasn't someone else, it was him, he was Xiao Qing.

Usually, when Yu Sheng showed this obsessive look, Xiao Qing would usually run away, lowering his head and refusing to look at him, but this time, Xiao Qing mustered up his courage and raised his head to meet Yu Sheng's eyes.

Yu Sheng's eyes are very clean, completely black, like faint well water, which can reflect everything in front of him.

Xiao Qing's heart suddenly twitched violently.

Now Yu Sheng only has him in his eyes, and he has not gone beyond him to look for anyone's shadow.

Only him Xiao Qing.

At this moment, Xiao Qing dared to be sure that he was unique.

At least in Yu Sheng's eyes.

Xiao Qing unconsciously held his breath, usually he would resist it.

But this time, why...

Xiao Qing herself didn't understand what she was thinking.

Every time Yu Sheng called his name, Xiao Qing's heart would be confused. It is often said that the exquisite heart with seven openings divides the human heart into seven openings, but Xiao Qing only has one heart, and he is not smart enough to have seven openings in one heart.

He only had one heart, and Yu Sheng yelled, his whole heart was in a mess.

"Xiao Qing." Yu Sheng's eyes showed a bit of sadness, and his fingers rubbed against Xiao Qing's face bit by bit.

The amplitude was very light, as if he was tracing the lines of some treasure, and he was reluctant to use more force, which made Xiao Qing feel that he was being cherished.

For a moment, Xiao Qing seemed to have forgotten that he was abandoned by others, and that he was dispensable. He seemed to really feel that he was a rare treasure, held in the hands of others with great love. inside.

"Why are you his son?"

Yu Sheng's lips opened and closed, and a word clearly reached Xiao Qing's ears.

Xiao Qing was shocked all over, staring at Yu Sheng's face in disbelief, only genuine sorrow and pain, restrained.

Is he... regretting his identity?

why?

Xiao Qing's mind seemed to be confused.

Wasn't Yusheng always happy that he was Xiao Xiangheng's son?Didn't you always think of him as Xiao Xiangheng?Why don't you want him now, he is Xiao Xiangheng's son?

"What are you talking about?" Xiao Qing grabbed Yu Sheng's wrist subconsciously.

Yu Sheng's wrist is so slender, Xiao Qing found that he could fully grasp it with one hand, what he thought was indestructible and strong, is actually very fragile at this moment.

Xiao Qing even suspected that he could easily break Yu Sheng's wrist with a little force.

Yu Sheng raised his eyebrows a little, as if feeling pain.

Xiao Qing quickly let go of her hand.

Yu Sheng's expression was still sad, staring into Xiao Qing's eyes: "I mean, it would be fine if you weren't his son."

If that's the case - I'll definitely abandon everything and embrace you in broad daylight.

Hugging you in the sun.

Instead of such a night, the light source is only dim candlelight, and there is a silent moon.

But Xiao Qing didn't understand.

Xiao Qing still wanted to ask something, Yu Sheng staggered forward and fell into Xiao Qing's arms.

Xiao Qing was startled, and frantically went to pick up Yu Sheng, trying to stabilize Yu Sheng's body—but Yu Sheng fainted again.

……

Xiao Qing didn't sleep all night, and didn't feel sleepy at all. He watched the sky gradually change from deep blue to black to gray and white fish maw color, and then the sun rose.

"Xiao Qing." A voice hoarse because of high fever sounded, Xiao Qing turned around, it was Yu Sheng.

Xiao Qing was shocked all over, quickly lowered his head, and then stood up from the chair.

"Master."

Yu Sheng coughed, and slowly sat up from the bed with his arms propped up: "What's wrong with me? Why are you here?"

Xiao Qing's eyes widened in astonishment, didn't Yu Sheng wake up last night?

But the confusion on Yusheng's face did not seem to be fake at all, as if he didn't know anything that happened last night.

Did he forget?

——It shouldn’t be.

Yu Sheng urged again, and Xiao Qing replied falteringly: "Ah. Master had a high fever yesterday and passed out."

Yu Sheng touched his forehead, it was really hot.

Yu Sheng sniffed, and said to Xiao Qing: "Well... you helped me keep watch? Thank you."

Polite and unfamiliar, as if the two of them were just a pure master-student relationship, the conversation yesterday seemed like Xiao Qing just dozed off and had a dream.

Xiao Qing blinked, lowered his eyes and shrouded thousands of thoughts under his long black eyelashes: "What a disciple should do."

Yu Sheng felt that his throat was extremely dry and hoarse, so Xiao Qing wanted water to drink, but the water had been warming on the alchemy stove used as a medicine stove, Xiao Qing poured a cup of hot water for Yu Sheng and handed it over.

Just as Yu Sheng was about to take it, Xiao Qing spoke again.

"Master... don't you remember what happened last night?"

"What?" Yu Sheng tilted his head strangely.