The Merry Prince of the Republic of China[Transmigration Book]

Shang Xiaolou narrowed his eyes, held the end of the wooden hairpin, and gently pressed it against Shen Qingchuan's Adam's apple, only the smell of blood could wash away the polluted smell.

Shang Xiaolou held the plum blossom wooden hairpin in his hand. The polished wooden hairpin was not as sharp as the tail end of the silver hairpin. It slid down Shen Qingchuan's Adam's apple and landed in the small socket between the left and right clavicles. The end is a little blunt, and when the fingers are pressed down, the fair skin is slightly sunken.

It can't pierce the skin quickly. In Shang Xiaolou's eyes, the dark mist turned into a treacherous storm.

Suddenly there was a loud thunder outside, and the lightning like a silver snake quickly tore a hole in the dark clouds, the rain water beat on the window wood quickly, and the shrill cat meowing on the balcony interrupted Shang Xiaolou's continued movement.

Pushing open the latticed glass wooden door leading to the balcony, the bean-sized rainwater splashed in with the strong wind, soaking the floor and the hem of the pink costume, Shang Xiaolou stepped barefoot on the water-stained balcony floor, Crouching down, with scarlet thin lips, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, he said, "So it's you."

The raccoon slave bowed the cat warily, the yellow fur on its body was full of rainwater, the cat's fur became heavy and could not be erected, and the two green cat eyes stared vigilantly, it was so beautiful, Shang Xiaolou reached out to touch it , the yellow-haired cat waved its paw nimbly, turned around and jumped off the balcony, disappearing into the street on a rainy night.

Shang Xiaolou stood on the spot, looked at it for a while, and then walked back. His long hair was covered with moisture, and he was lying beside Shen Qingchuan. It is cool, so the warmth of the skin from the fingertips is real.

Leaning against Shen Qingchuan's ear, whispering in a low voice, said, "Brother, the gift you gave me...I like it very much"

Shang Xiaolou hugged Shen Qingchuan's waist tenderly, pillowed on his warm chest, sniffed vigorously, and the familiar smell returned.

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In the early morning of the next day, Shen Qingchuan heard a knock on the door. He drank the medicine for fear of falling asleep, so he ordered Huang Osmanthus to come and wake him up these few mornings.

Shen Qingchuan's eyes were still closed, feeling a little sore all over his bones, ignoring the knock on the door, he wanted to turn over and change his position, and sleep for a while.

It's just that when he moved, he touched a hand and slippery hair, and he woke up with a start. He suddenly got up and looked, and said, "Xiaolou, why are you in my room?"

Shen Qingchuan made such a big commotion that Shang Xiaolou also woke up, but he didn't show any panic on his face, and the costume with long sleeves was loose.

Shen Qingchuan took another look at the clothes he was wearing. Apart from being a little wrinkled, there were no other marks on the pajamas, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Huang Osmanthus was outside the room, and the hands that knocked on the door were tired. How can the third young master not get up today?Suddenly, she heard movement in the room. She couldn't hear clearly, thinking that something happened to Shen Qingchuan, she raised her voice and said, "Third Young Master? Third Young Master? What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing, I'm up, you go and equip early, I'll go down later."

Shen Qingchuan sent Huang Osmanthus away first, he couldn't let others see the scene where he and the men and women were alone in the monk's small building, sleeping together.

"Xiaolou, how did you get into my room?" Shen Qingchuan said.

Shang Xiaolou pointed to the door, Shen Qingchuan didn't have the habit of locking the door at night, he just turned the doorknob lightly and came in directly.

Shen Qingchuan resisted the urge to help his forehead, and said, "Why are you sleeping next to me?"

Shang Xiaolou uttered four words, "There was thunder last night."

Shang Xiaolou is still young, with long hair and shawls, and sleepy eyes, unlike the usual foggy eyes when looking at people, but now the eyes are hazy with a layer of water vapor, which is a bit cute.

Shen Qingchuan heard that he ran into his room because he was afraid of thunder, and felt a little pity in his heart, after all, she was a little girl, but then he thought that Shang Xiaolou knew nothing about the world, so he put on a straight face and said, "Little girl Lou, there is a difference between men and women, you can't just run into a man's room, and you can't climb onto someone else's bed, do you understand?"

Shang Xiaolou responded, and Shen Qingchuan educated him. Seeing that he listened to it, he agreed not to climb on the bed again, and said in a soft voice, "If there is a thunderstorm next time and you are afraid, come and wake me up." I."

Shen Qingchuan rubbed Shang Xiaolou's hair, then let him go back to the guest room, changed his clothes, and went downstairs to have breakfast.

After washing up, I went downstairs.

Huang osmanthus lifted the lid of the casserole, took a wooden spoon, and gave Shen Qingchuan a bowl of shredded bamboo chicken porridge. This porridge was stewed with cooked chicken broth. Shen Qingchuan tasted it, it was fresh and sweet.

Seeing that Shen Qingchuan was happy to eat, Huang Osmanthus was also happy on the face, and she talked to Shen Qingchuan about the thunderstorm last night, and said, "Third young master, the thunder that hit last night was scary. When I got up to close the window, I heard a cat meowing, it was so miserable, I don’t know which wild cat was giving birth, and it made people panic.”

Shen Qingchuan smiled and said, "It must be, it's not a raccoon slave."

The yellow-haired cat, Linu, is a male cat and will not give birth to cubs on rainy nights.

Seeing that Shang Xiaolou was eating slowly, Shen Qingchuan thought that he didn't like to drink meat porridge in the morning, so he picked up a small steamed bun for him with chopsticks, and suddenly saw a few fine lines on the back of Shang Xiaolou's right hand holding the spoon. Small scratches have turned into blood scabs.

Shen Qingchuan frowned and said, "When did you get this wound?"

Shang Xiaolou swallowed a mouthful of porridge and said, "The wild cat caught it last night."

Hearing that it was caught by a cat, Shen Qingchuan put down the bowl and chopsticks, and asked Huang Osmanthus to fetch the medicine box.Huang Osmanthus wiped her hands, threw the cloth onto the chair, and muttered as she walked, "Really, eat breakfast, and don't let the third young master live in peace."

After fetching the medicine box, Shen Qingchuan picked up the cotton ball with tweezers in one hand, dipped some povidone iodine on it, held Shang Xiaolou's hand in his palm, and gently wiped and disinfected his wound. Shang Xiaolou's eyes were like black mirrors, It reflected Shen Qingchuan's every move.

The wound can only be treated briefly, Shen Qingchuan ordered the driver, Lao Wang, to take Shang Xiaolou to the hospital for a vaccination today, just in case.

Medical care in this period was still relatively backward, and people's awareness of vaccination was still relatively weak, let alone vaccinating animals.To be bitten by wild dogs and cats is terrible.

Shen Qingchuan vaccinated the raccoon slave after adopting it, but he was still quite worried about Shang Xiaolou being caught by a wild cat outside.

The rain has not stopped since last night, and the rain is still the same.

Shen Qingchuan took a long black umbrella and got into the Ford sedan. The driver Lao Wang sent him to Cornell University.

The raindrops rolled down the car window, and Shen Qingchuan saw that there were fewer small vendors on the street than usual, and there were not many pedestrians on the road.

When they arrived at the door of the classroom, the bell for class had already rang. Shen Qingchuan knew that Zhang Mingzun would not come to class in today's weather, and the class in the morning was probably for self-study.

After hanging up the umbrella, Shen Qingchuan saw that Leng Qiudu's seat was empty, and asked, "Strange, why hasn't Qiudu come today?"

Leng Qiudu got up early every day, and was usually the first to arrive in the classroom. Even after his leg was injured, he had never been late once.

A male classmate next to him spoke up and said, "Hey, he suffered such a serious injury, so he won't be able to come today."

"What do you mean by that?" Shen Qingchuan immediately turned around and asked.

"Yesterday Leng Qiudu had a fight with Zhu Yuan from the philosophy class next door, and was reprimanded by the teacher. Last night, Sun Demao led several people to fight around the house." The male student lived with Leng Qiudu. The two are neighbors in the same tube building, and he heard it clearly when he was next door last night.

Last night, Sun Demao brought a few people and said that Leng Qiudu beat his cousin. As a cousin, he didn't want others to bully his brother, so he came to smash the rented house of Leng Qiudu to pieces. He also beat up Leng Qiudu because of the number of people.

Shen Qingchuan picked up the umbrella, rushed out of the classroom, and broke into the rain and fog.

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Chunhua Street.

Leng Qiudu lay on the damp quilt and coughed a few times. Sun Demao broke into his house last night, smashed everything he saw, and threw all the dishes and tables outside, scaring the neighbors so that they did not dare to come out. This quilt was thrown on the aisle by them, and it was wet by the rain pouring into the aisle, and this was the only quilt left in his family.

The wound on his leg was also split open, the white bandage leaked blood, and Leng Qiudu's lips were very pale.

"Qiu Du, Qiu Du..." A voice came from far outside the house.

Leng Qiudu raised his eyelids with difficulty, and shook his head, how could he hear Shen Qingchuan's voice.

With a "bang", the wind and rain flooded the house from the aisle, and the wooden door was pushed open.

A young man in a white shirt, holding a long umbrella, stood at the door, panting.

"How did you find this place?" Leng Qiudu supported the bed board with his hands, and when he got up, he had never told Shen Qingchuan where his family lived, nor had he invited him to come. A rich man like him should not appear In this dark and cramped room.

"I asked all the way." There are very few people with the surname Leng, and it is estimated that Leng Qiudu is the only one in Bohai City.Shen Qingchuan asked all the way from the alley of Chunhua Street, and finally found the place where Leng Qiudu lived.

"How are you?" Shen Qingchuan walked over, touched Leng Qiudu's hand, and found that he was very hot, he must have a fever.

"Qiu Du, I'll take you to the hospital." Shen Qingchuan said anxiously.

"No, I'll just take a rest and sleep." Leng Qiudu refused, he was embarrassed to appear in front of Shen Qingchuan in such a mess.He really couldn't bother Shen Qingchuan anymore, he owed him too much.

"What are you talking about? If you have a fever like this, can you recover after a night of sleep?" Shen Qingchuan ignored Leng Qiudu's persuasion, bent his waist, and planned to carry Leng Qiudu to the hospital.

"If you become a fool, and you owe me medical expenses, who am I going to find?" Shen Qingchuan couldn't allow Leng Qiudu to refuse.

Shen Qingchuan went downstairs with Leng Qiudu on his back, Leng Qiudu put his arms on his shoulders, he looked at this beautiful young man with a face full of anxiety for him, water drops dripping from his black hair, like a crabapple flower going through the wind The rain was blowing, and Leng Qiudu's heart sank as his chest pressed against his back.

Why did you come to him? He was about to give up!

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