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

Outdoors, the thunder and the clouds are treacherous, and the wind and rain are like darkness.

The indoor lights are dim, warm and quiet, only the sound of flipping books.

Shang Xiaolou stepped into the living room on the second floor, saw Shen Qingchuan and Leng Qiudu sitting very close to each other, although they were reading books, but there was a very harmonious atmosphere, his face darkened.

Shen Qingchuan forgot to read the morning newspaper this morning. All the big and small things in Bohai City are basically registered in this morning newspaper. For example, he saw a couple's wedding announcement in Ta Kung Pao two days ago, so he will read it today. When the woman published in the newspaper and severed the relationship with the man, "I, Liu Yingxia, and Mr. Wang Juntao have separated this month, and have moved away from the company's cash, bills, etc. Afterwards, Mr. Wang will no longer negotiate with Yingxia about his life activities, and I will not inform you one by one. Relatives and friends. I would like to inform you."

Suddenly a book blocked his sight, Shang Xiaolou was holding a book, his eyes like Heitan were covered with a layer of veil, his long hair was draped over his shoulders, he looked a bit obedient.

"I want to listen to books." Shang Xiaolou said, wanting to squeeze into the same rattan chair with Shen Qingchuan.

In the past, Shang Xiaolou always sat in the chair next to Shen Qingchuan, listening to Shen Qingchuan read to him, but tonight his seat was taken by Leng Qiudu.

Shen Qingchuan was a little embarrassed, Shang Xiaolou was a little girl after all, it was inappropriate to sit on his lap carelessly like this, let alone there were other people around.

Before Shen Qingchuan could reply, Leng Qiudu stretched out his hand and pulled the book over, and said, "Why don't I read it for you."

Shen Qingchuan got up quickly, and said, "That's right, why don't you ask Qiudu to read it to you!"

Shen Qingchuan thought of the scene of the two confronting each other in the morning, and felt that Xiaolou and Qiudu were a bit at odds, why not take this opportunity to let them get along more, resolve misunderstandings, maybe they can become good friends, let alone Leng Qiudu He is more knowledgeable, and when he reads, he can tell some allusions, so he won't be bored.

In fact, the most important thing is that he can find a chance to slip away. Recently, he found that Shang Xiaolou has become more and more clingy to him, sometimes exceeding the boundaries of sibling relationship. It is better for him to avoid suspicion.

Shen Qingchuan walked to another seat and sat down, just in time, there was a desk lamp with an emerald shade on the table next to him, he pulled the pull cord, and the light turned on.

How could Shang Xiaolou want to listen to books? He picked up a comic book to read, but he didn't listen to what Leng Qiudu was reading.

Leng Qiudu didn't care whether Shang Xiaolou was listening or not, he felt that this Shang Xiaolou was not a serious woman, and it was better to reduce his contact with Shen Qingchuan.

Looking up, the young man next to the desk lamp, the light is milky white and warm, shining a light halo on his side face, his hair is as black as sandalwood, his eyebrows are picturesque, a person like him should be worthy better woman.

The boundary between him and him is well known to be insurmountable.

Shang Xiaolou held the book very lightly, lowered his long eyelids to hide the dim light, and slightly raised his scarlet thin lips, a little treacherous.

A moth broke in from the window, flapping its wings against the incandescent desk lamp, shaking off its scales, and being burned, it wanted to fly towards the light again and again. The flickering of the light really affected reading.

Shen Qingchuan stood up, wanting to drive away the moths.Unexpectedly, the slender and pale fingers pinched the moth's wings, Shang Xiaolou said, "Brother, let me release it."

Shen Qingchuan was a little surprised at his boldness, didn't the little girl hate these bugs the most?

Shen Qingchuan also hated bugs the most, including beautiful butterflies, not to mention ugly moths, and when he saw Shang Xiaolou taking the initiative to chase away bugs, he nodded.

Shang Xiaolou walked to the window, he held it weakly, the moth's wings fluttered and vibrated in his palm, the wing scales scratched his skin, there was thunder outside the window, and the rain fell from the eaves, smashing his body to pieces, splashing The silver flower grew in a puddle on the ground. He opened his palm slightly, and the moth struggled to escape, but the next moment, it was tightly grasped to death by the suddenly closed hand.

He spread his palms, his brown moth wings wrinkled into a ball, with the raindrops falling slowly, Shang Xiaolou stared at the downstairs, bent his lips and smiled, "Let you go free."

The rain washed his palms, washing away the excess traces.

It was getting late at night, so Shen Qingchuan helped Leng Qiudu back to the guest room to rest.

Shen Qingchuan returned to the room, sneezed, drank a cup of Bailiang, and lay down on the bed. He had been on the go all day today.

In the middle of the night, when he heard the window being blown by the wind, Shen Qingchuan rubbed his sleepy eyes and was about to get up to close the window when he found someone hugging his waist and pulling him back to the window. Roll in bed.

Shen Qingchuan's drowsiness faded away, turned on the desk lamp, and shouted in surprise, "Xiaolou, why are you here? I've obviously locked the door."

In fact, Shang Xiaolou didn't sleep, he was awake all the time, and said, "There will be thunder tonight."

The girl had long hair and shawls, and was wearing a plain gown and nightgown. Although her figure was dry and flat, she lay barefoot on his bed, but she had a strange and charming attitude. Shen Qingchuan saw that his eyes were foggy, and there was no trace of fear.

"I want you to accompany me." Shang Xiaolou stretched out his hand to grab Shen Qingchuan's sleeve, but the other party flung his sleeve away.

"No, you go back to your room." Shen Qingchuan directly refused without leaving any room, he sensed that Shang Xiaolou's feelings for him had deteriorated a bit.

"Why not?" Shang Xiaolou got off the bed, approached Shen Qingchuan step by step, and asked him, "The person you brought back can do it, why can't I?"

"You...how could you have such absurd thoughts, Qiudu and I are classmates and good friends, and I have always regarded you as my younger sister." Shen Qingchuan said angrily.

"Good friend? Brother, guess what I heard in the bathroom next door this morning?"

There is only one wall between the bathrooms of the two guest rooms, and the sound of the water next door can be heard, let alone other movements.

Shang Xiaolou grabbed Shen Qingchuan's skirt, leaned close to his ear, touched his ear with his scarlet and warm lips, and said softly, "I heard him calling your name, you wouldn't think that I Don't know what happened?"

"Do you think he really loves you as a classmate?" Shang Xiaolou hid the second half of the sentence, the way he looks at you makes me really want to gouge his eyes out.

"Get out!" Shen Qingchuan pushed Shang Xiaolou away and threw him out.

The sound of the door closing was loud, Shang Xiaolou stood at the door staring at the door with a gloomy expression, the light in the aisle was on, and there was a person standing, leaning on the door of the guest room, quietly watching the farce.

Leng Qiudu heard movement in Shen Qingchuan's room, got up and walked to the door, unexpectedly saw the scene of Shang Xiaolou being kicked out.

Shang Xiaolou turned around and met Shang Leng Qiudu's eyes, his eyes were clear and indifferent, as if watching a joke.

"Are you kidding me?" Although Leng Qiudu didn't say anything, Shang Xiaolou saw contempt in his eyes.

"He likes a woman, do you think you have a chance?" Shang Xiaolou said provocatively.

"He doesn't like you, either. Otherwise, you wouldn't be kicked out." Leng Qiudu said.

Shang Xiaolou's face darkened, and he smiled again, "By the way, you probably don't know, just now I told my brother about you washing the bathroom."

"Guess what brother's reaction is?" Shang Xiaolou bent his lips into a nasty smile, his thin lips were as red as blood, "He said he felt sick."

Leng Qiudu's face turned pale all of a sudden, he knew that what Shang Xiaolou said might not be true, but as long as he imagined that Shen Qingchuan knew his intentions and said such cruel words, his heart would have a twitch There was a sudden stop, and there was a dull pain, like a huge hammer, hammering down heavily, smashing his heart to pieces.

Standing where he was, he didn't even know when Shang Xiaolou would leave.

Shang Xiaolou went back to the room without turning on the lights, opened the curtains, pushed open the doors and windows, walked to the balcony barefoot, let the raindrops drip heavily on his face, and the lightning on his body swam like a silver snake in the dark night Walking, the light reflected on the profile of his profile, his eyes were half closed, there were drops of water on his eyelashes, his long hair stuck to his waist like satin, like a strange monster, fierce and dangerous.

Walking back into the house, water-stained footprints were left on the floor. Sitting in front of the vanity mirror, like a female ghost crawling out of the river, Shang Xiaolou picked up the medicine bottle on the table and slammed it on the ground. The medicine body of the bottle is made of white plastic, and the sound of falling to the ground is completely hidden in the sound of thunder and rain. He picked up the plum blossom hairpin and smashed it into the trash can. Why can't he get what he wants? My mother said What you want, you have to use any means to get it, killing, burning, and looting.

Shang Xiaolou went to the trash can, picked up the plum blossom hairpin, wiped it carefully with his wet sleeves, a trace of hatred slipped in his eyes.

The next morning, Shen Qingchuan met Leng Qiudu when he went out, and greeted him with some embarrassment, only to find that Leng Qiudu just gave him a cold grace, and his gaze was drawn away from him.Shen Qingchuan rubbed his nose. In fact, what Shang Xiaolou said last night, he was a little concerned. He thought that Leng Qiudu was really interested in him. Now it seems that he is self-indulgent. Where did he get so much charm? Ah, after thinking about it, I know that Leng Qiudu can't like him.

Seeing Leng Qiudu going downstairs with his cane alone, Shen Qingchuan stepped forward, put his hand on Leng Qiudu's arm, and said, "Qiudu, let me help you go downstairs."

"No, I can do it by myself." Leng Qiudu said very coldly.

Shen Qingchuan had long been used to the air-conditioning, and could not allow Leng Qiudu to shirk, he insisted on helping him go downstairs.

Today is less rainy than yesterday, and the rain is killing and pattering down the street.

Light porridge and breakfast are placed on the dining table, and a handful of green onions are sprinkled on the white porridge noodles, which is fragrant.

Huang Osmanthus was setting the dishes, Shen Qingchuan swept the table and asked, "Xiaolou, why haven't you come down yet?"

As soon as the words fell, Shang Xiaolou appeared with a pale face. Today he was wearing a plain robe and skirt, which had an indescribable charm. There was an abnormal thin layer of red on his cheeks, and the standing figure was swaying. After a while, Shen Qingchuan hurriedly stepped forward to support him, touched his forehead which was terribly hot, and said, "Xiaolou, why is your forehead so hot?"

"Probably because I was frightened and caught a cold last night." When Shang Xiaolou said this, Shen Qingchuan felt a little guilty on his face. Although he knew that Shang Xiaolou had overreached last night, his tone seemed too fierce , afraid to scare him.

Shang Xiaolou raised his eyes and looked at Leng Qiudu who was behind Shen Qingchuan, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, hiding a trace of provocation and complacency.

Shen Qingchuan asked Shang Xiaolou to eat a bowl of clear porridge to pad his stomach first, and then take antipyretics, and he cared for him for breakfast.

After eating breakfast, Shen Qingchuan sat on a chair and saw the driver Lao Wang walking into the living room, he felt a little strange, why he came half an hour earlier than usual, and said, "Old Wang, did you come early today?"

"Third young master, the master asked me to take you back to the mansion. The school has already asked for leave for you." The driver Lao Wang said.

"Let me go back? Did something happen at home?" Shen Qingchuan asked.

"I don't know about this, the master just told you to go back quickly." The driver Lao Wang said with his head down.

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感谢在2020-11-1820:59:03~2020-11-2011:33:10期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 bone;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottles of pears;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!