Help!Too much sprouting [Quick Transmigration]

The air froze for a moment, as if something had strangled Su Luoheng's life invisibly, causing him to freeze his body for a moment and forgot to react.

Perhaps it was because the boy's eyes were covered by gauze, so he couldn't see the scene in front of him, and he didn't know how vivid and unusual the face of the young man in red was at this moment.

He moved his body slightly, and with just such a move, the young man was completely awake at that moment.

Su Luoheng got up from the boy, his expression seemed a little unnatural, and his tone was pretending to be calm and indifferent, "Your own injuries haven't healed yet, so what's the point?"

The young man didn't care about the indifference in the other party's tone, but asked with concern: "Mr. Su, what's wrong with your body?"

Su Luoheng paused for a moment, and then, as if someone had pulled off a mask covering her face, her expression cracked slightly.

Then he casually said: "It has nothing to do with you." He hurried out.

The mountain forest in the morning was still chilly, and the moment he stepped outside the house, the cold air entered his body, causing Su Luoheng's internal illness to relapse violently.

It's just that this time he didn't faint, but a dull pain in his lungs, which made him just want to cough up all the stale air in his body.

He coughed up red blood, choked up tears, put his hands on the tree trunk and coughed and laughed.There was a trace of depressing sadness in that laughter, like mocking and laughing at his soft heart and hypocrisy.

The other party asked him what was wrong, but he replied: "It has nothing to do with you."

Why has nothing to do with this boy?If it wasn't for this person... If it wasn't for this person, how could he be what he is today?

Su Luoheng felt hatred in his heart, and he complained all the time: "It's just a seriously injured dragon. Why can't you let go? He destroyed your homeland, killed your people, and drowned you in a flood." Even you, who suffer from Shen Ke's old illness and pain, are all thanks to him, so why are you so softhearted?"

The clenched hands tightened more and more, and the eyes blurred by the dense water light gradually became fierce, and a fierce bloody light flashed across.

However, before this dangerous omen came, a timid and tentative concern suddenly sounded from behind, approaching and fawning cautiously like a small animal, "Mr. Su, are you okay?"

At that moment, the murderous desire that was about to be aroused in the young man's body paused slightly under the clumsy and concerned question of the young man.

Su Luoheng lowered his hands and turned around, slowly wiped away the blood coughed up from the corner of his lips, and stared deeply at the other person's face.The young man's face was slightly pale, only a little blood was stained on the edge of his lips.

The young man's eyes fell on his lips, and the eyes flickered faintly with a trace of impenetrable depth.

The young man in front of him was pale and blind, and there was hardly a single intact part of his body.

But it happened to be such a person who walked out of the house with a disabled body and asked him, "Are you okay?"

Hey, I don't know who it is for.

Although Su Luoheng was full of malicious suspicions and speculations about others in his heart, the cold murderous intent welling up in his eyes disappeared after all because of the young man's words.

He slowly replied: "Nothing."

It's cold outside, it's time to go inside.

He never asked the boy's name, and the boy didn't know his last name.

He once sat by the window and flipped through ancient books, and the paper scroll made a slight sound of rustling when it was blown, and he pressed it under the palm of his hand casually.

The young man listened attentively, and asked curiously, "Mr. Su, are you reading?"

Su Luoheng paused for a moment, then put away the book in his hand, and said calmly: "It's just a casual pastime in my spare time."

"Oh," the young man didn't care about his indifference, but he was looking for something to say: "Mr. has his own first and last name, but I never know what my name is..."

There was actually a hint of sadness in his tone, as if he was regretful, and he didn't know what he was melancholy about.

Su Luoheng didn't intend to answer the conversation, but the young man suddenly moved to his table and asked softly: "So, Mr. Su, can you choose a name for me?"

The young man's eyes were covered and his expression could not be seen clearly, but there was a kind of pure and harmless sincerity all over his body.

When Su Luoheng raised his eyes and saw the scene in front of him, the indifference and alienation in his heart relaxed for a moment.

Just a breeze came in through the window, blowing the unpacked book at hand, and the pages of the book turned with a "crash".

The wind stopped, and the pages of the book stopped turning.

His eyes fell on a certain line in the book, and the young man said casually, "Then I will call you, Yan Xiuqian."

"Yan, Xiu, Qian." The young man said his name in a low voice, then raised his head and chuckled, and said, "Thank you Mr. Su, I like it very much."

The smile on the lips seemed to have the ability to captivate people's hearts, and it flashed into Su Luoheng's eyes in a flash.

His finger tapping on the page unconsciously curled up slightly, and then he took it away from the scroll, saying: "If you count the time, your eyes will be healed soon. Tomorrow, I will remove the gauze for you. "

"Remove the gauze?" The young man seemed to have a slight pause when he heard the words, and then smiled, "That is to say, I can see things? Then can I also see what Mr. looks like?"

He wants to see me?

This was the first thought that came to Su Luoheng's mind after hearing what the other party said.

But for some reason, when he saw the smile on the young man's lips, all the alienated and indifferent remarks disappeared.

In the end, he just snorted lightly and said, "If I have an ugly face and green face and fangs, wouldn't I disappoint you?"

The young man seemed to realize that what he said was just nonsense, and then he replied with a light smile: "Although I can't see it, I can tell from Mr.'s voice that you must be a person with a beautiful face and a beautiful face."

Tsk, this little thing is pretty good at talking.

However, Su Luoheng still tapped his forehead lightly with his fingers and said, "The words you use describe women."

Yan Xiuqian's face paused for a moment, then his smile deepened and he said, "Praise people are good-looking, but there is no distinction between men and women."

That night, the boy fell asleep peacefully for the first time in a long time.

Because this night, Su Luoheng's mood became better for some unknown reason. He was not as gloomy and indifferent as before, but calmly took out a harp, placed it in front of him, and played the piano quietly and skillfully. string.

The sound of the piano is melodious, clear and melodious, like a breeze blowing on the face, like flowing water moistening people's hearts, with an ethereal feeling that soothes people's emotions.

Not only because of the superb piano skills of the player, but also because of the change of the mood of the player, so there is such a gentle and peaceful charm in it.

The young man was sleeping peacefully on the side of the bed, with a relaxed curve slightly raised on his lips.

Su Luoheng quietly stared at his sleeping face, and only after a while did he gather up the strings and blow out the light on the candlestick.

After a night without dreams, Su Luoheng was awakened by the sound of wind chimes outside the window in the early morning of the second day.

Yan Xiuqian had prepared hot water a long time ago, and was kneeling beside his bed, listening to his calm and soothing breathing, waiting for him to wake up.

"Mr. Su." There was a slight smile on the young man's lips. He heard the slight change in his breathing beside the bed, and he knew that Su Luoheng had woken up. He handed the towel to the young man skillfully, and asked: " Did you sleep well?"

The moment Su Luoheng took the towel from the young man's hand, he paused slightly upon hearing this.

Then he lowered his eyes calmly, concealing the dark color in his eyes, and responded indifferently: "Shang Ke."

Su Luoheng seemed to remember something, wiped his face and cleaned his hands, and said, "I said it yesterday, today I should be able to remove the gauze from your eyes."

The boy raised his head suddenly, although he couldn't see the look in his eyes, judging from this reaction, he should be very expectant and excited at the moment.

Su Luoheng's lips curved slightly unconsciously, and he beckoned: "Come here, let me see how the recovery is going."

Hearing the words, the boy obediently leaned over, raised his head slightly so that Mr. Jiao could check the recovery of his eyes.

Su Luoheng sat on the side of the bed and lowered his head slightly, clasping the young man's chin between his fingers, bringing a slight chill, but it didn't make people feel uncomfortable at all.

The right hand that was placed by the side was also raised, and a little spiritual power was condensed from the fingertips to cover the boy's eyes, to detect the recovery situation.

Then he put down his hand and let go of the boy's chin, and said in a low voice, "It's recovered very well, it can be removed."

"Yeah." Yan Xiuqian pursed his lips slightly and asked, "Should I turn around?"

"Need not."

Because the boy was kneeling on the ground, and Su Luoheng was sitting on the bed at a higher position than him, so the end of the bandage on the back of the boy's head could be easily seen.

The young man gently hooked the knot of the gauze between his fingers, and the white strip became loose.

The breeze sang outside the window, and the warm sun poured into the window.Su Luoheng slowly loosened the bandages tied around Yan Xiuqian's eyes, and the young man whose eyes had been trapped in the vast darkness saw his light the moment he opened his eyes.

Yan Xiuqian's expression seemed a little dazed, and he slowly raised his hand as if trying to see the scene in front of him clearly.

Maybe it's because my eyesight has just recovered, and things are still a little blurry.But that's all right, his eyes will slowly return to clarity.

He only felt the scorching astonishment in front of his eyes, the sacred feeling covered by a halo.

Teach him to be stunned for a moment, and thought: So, Mr. Su is wearing red clothes.

Su Luoheng saw his dazed look, and combined with his previous actions, guessed that the other party must have just been able to see things and hadn't gotten used to it, so he coughed lightly and said somewhat unnaturally: "You just removed the With gauze on the eyes, it is normal to have blurred vision and can’t see things clearly, and you will be able to see clearly in a few days.”

Yan Xiuqian blinked his eyes lightly, and the blurry scene in front of him gradually became clear, he quietly covered the expression in his eyes, put down his hands and looked up at Su Luoheng, curled his lips and said with a smile: "Well, good. "

For some reason, Su Luoheng always felt that his smile seemed to penetrate deep into the eyes, to peek into the soul of a person.

He frowned slightly unconsciously, stared into the other's eyes and said, "You can already see clearly?"

Yan Xiuqian smiled but did not answer, but even tilted his head, and said, "Sir, guess."

Also guess, guess you big head ghost.

Su Luoheng only felt that he was being teased by others, but fortunately he had kindly reminded the other party a few words, and as a result, his eyesight had recovered.

He immediately wanted to shake his sleeves and leave, but the boy actually saw his embarrassment, grabbed his cuff immediately, and said seriously: "I didn't intend to hide it, the vision was indeed blurry when I first opened my eyes. "

Then couldn't you see clearly later?However, before this question could be uttered, the young man's slightly embarrassing words were heard next to his ears: "It's just because Mr. is so beautiful that I lost my mind and lost my eyes for a while. I hope Mr. forgive me."

The author has something to say: Su Luoheng: Damn... how can this kid be so good at talking.

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Author: Actually, I kind of like the cubs that I grew up in the younger years and were finally raised by myself... Hey~