The husband of the time-travelling ruffian

It was already dark when Wang Yunda went back. He went back to the room in a daze. He took off his coat and hung it on the screen. Someone beside him reached out and took it. He was used to being served. It didn't even feel like there was anything wrong.The next moment, Wang Yunda turned his head stiffly.

"Why are you here?"

An Tian helped him pack his clothes, stood up straight and faced him, "I asked shopkeeper Wan to arrange a place for me. Shopkeeper Wan said that there are many beds on the top floor, let me choose one at random." There are many beds on the top floor , there are five big beds, some are separated by screens, some are blocked by ornaments, and some are hung with bead curtains. They are different and have their own characteristics. The only thing they have in common is that they are comfortable and soft. The whole place is paved with gorgeous brocade, and the quilt is also a light and warm silk quilt, which is specially requested by the young master Wang Yunda.But there are many beds in the room, but this is a big wing room, specially for Wang Yunda alone.An Tian sleeps here, it can be said that a man and a widow live together in the same room!

Master Wanda did it on purpose!

As long as his young master can get married, living in the same room is nothing! ?It's definitely not good for the little brother's reputation to spread like this, but wouldn't it be fine if he wasn't allowed to spread the word?Go out and ask, who in Fulinmen would dare to talk too much?If he dared to pass it on, Shopkeeper Wan Da personally executed him and chopped him up!

Wang Yunda gritted his teeth and said, "It doesn't make sense."

Someone knocked on the door, and a head came in and said, "Young master, shopkeeper Wan told me to pass on a message that brother Tian is out alone, and it's not safe to stay in an inn, so I can make do with you..."

The second brother was very respectful, Wang Yunda gritted his teeth: "Is it safe with me?"

The second brother seemed to be frightened by a murderous aura and shrank his head halfway back: "The treasurer Wanda said that you have been indifferent to the little brother, so it should be safe. If it is not safe, then..."

"Then what?"

"Then Fulinmen will hold a wedding tomorrow!"

Bang, before Wang Yunda got angry, Xiao Er had already withdrawn his head and closed the door.

Wang Yunda gritted his teeth, turned his head to see An Tian with a dark face, and was suddenly speechless.

An Tian thought for a while and said, "You don't want me here?"

Wang Yunda's expression was self-evident.

An Tian walked towards the door, Wang Yunda asked, "Where are you going?"

"I'll go to the inn." An Tian said, "I'll tell Shopkeeper Wanda that I'm going by myself, and tell him not to blame you."

Wang Yunda took his arm and asked a little brother to sleep in the inn by himself in the middle of the night, what's the matter?Thoughts turned a hundred times in his mind, Wang Yunda sighed a little annoyed: "Forget it, you stay."

An Tian tilted his head to look at him, as if he was sure that Wang Yunda really wanted him to stay, so he asked, "Do you want to take a bath?"

An unmarried boy is asking a guy if he wants to take a bath?Wang Yunda almost spit out a sip of cold tea just before he drank it.

"dont wash!"

An Tian frowned and said, "But you smell, can you not take a bath?"

"What smell...?" He was halfway through the sentence, and suddenly realized that the little brother in the painting boat had more or less put on some makeup. Although he stayed for a short time, he still came back with some smell.

Wang Yunda rolled his seductive peach eyes, and said something awkwardly and tentatively.

"Why do you need to wash it? The little brother of Huafang looks good, and the powder used is also good, neither thick nor light, just right." No little brother is willing to be praised by the person he likes.He didn't expect An Tian to show displeasure like a jealous husband, but at least he should feel that the two of them have different temperaments, one is fun-loving, the other is calm and indifferent, they shouldn't be together.

Also let this guy think about it for himself, whether it is right to choose him Wang Yunda.

An Tian's reaction was very flat, she said "oh", then turned around and went to rest on a bed next door.

Wang Yunda felt that he was bored, so he called people to fetch water to wash up, and then went to bed.An Tian, ​​who had been silent for a long time, suddenly asked: "Do you like painting boats very much?"

Wang Yunda said: "I like it, which guy doesn't like it?"

An Tian said: "What are you going to do there?" He is a man who came out of the hall, but he himself has never been to such a place, sometimes he wonders why men like to go there.

"Drink tea and listen to music, listen to books, go fishing and walk birds to see beauties." Wang Yunda said carelessly.

An Tian said: "Am I considered a beauty?"

An Tian is not a person who can amaze people at a glance, but a person who makes people want to see it constantly. His eyes are dark and calm, as if he has hidden countless stories and things that are hard to tell.

Wang Yunda said, "Forget it."

An Tian said: "I can also tell books, do you want to listen?"

Wang Yunda couldn't help laughing, he really couldn't imagine what this paralyzed An Tian would say?

A light was dimly lit not far away, An Tian was wearing a white jacket, with long hair hanging down his back, his calm face looked like a ghost seeking revenge under the dim light.

An Tian's voice was soft, as if a feather was blowing across his heart, and he repeated: "Do you want to hear it?"

Wang Yunda swallowed his saliva strangely, hummed lightly, turned over and sat up cross-legged, and saw An Tian standing upright behind the candlelight, half of his face was hidden in the light, half of his face was as pale as paper.

Then, An Tian told him a ghost story...

When he told the story, he was completely different from his usual expressionless face. At one time, his face was a ghost that was about to cry when he was wronged, and at another time it was a hideous horror seeking revenge. When Wang Yunda rushed over, he really thought that a ghost was coming.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!"

A sharp scream resounded through Fulinmen, waking up all the shop assistants. Cao Rui woke up first, jumped up from the bed, put on his coat and rushed to the top floor of Fulinmen, when the door of the wing room was kicked open by him. At that time, I saw their young master, who usually lingers in the flowers and misbehaves, is shivering and nestling on the bed, holding a little brother tightly with both hands.

The little brother is still expressionless, the corners of his mouth are slightly curved, and he seems to be in a happy mood.

He stroked Wang Yunda's head and said, "It's just a story, don't be afraid."

Turning around and nodding to Cao Rui, he said, "It's nothing, you can go back and sleep."

Cao Rui went out without hesitation, and sent back the other people who came to check the situation one by one.He couldn't be alone, the shopkeeper Wan Da stood at the corner of the stairs and asked him with his eyes.

Cao Ruidao: "Young Master is holding a little brother in his arms."

Shopkeeper Wan nodded in satisfaction: "Very good." Cao Rui swallowed the sentence he didn't say, Young Master, as if he was frightened.

After hugging for a while, Wang Yunda suddenly felt very embarrassed. He let go of An Tian, ​​turned his head away, and felt embarrassed to go.The temperature under his hand was very hot, he let go of his hand, the temperature seemed to be still there.

Wang Yunda wiped his hands on the silky silk quilt: "It's so late at night, why do you talk about these things?" He still complained a bit.

An Tian returned to his serious appearance, and said with a serious look: "Sorry, I didn't know you were so timid."

Wang Yunda became angry, and pointed to his nose: "I'm timid? I..." His behavior just now can't be called courageous.He said recklessly, "It's what you said that was too scary!"

An Tian nodded, with a good temper and no resistance.

Wang Yunda calmed down, went down to the ground and lit a few more lamps, and the room became brighter, and he felt more at ease.

"I can't tell, you have a paralyzed face, and you are so vivid when you talk about books." His body trembled again, as if he was still immersed in the story just now, and felt that a ghost was about to pinch his neck.

An Tian lowered his head and hummed, "I used to make money from this."

Wang Yunda became interested, leaned against the bed and said, "Oh?"

An Tian said: "My hands are not easy to use, I can't do needlework, and I can't carry bags. Later, I found a job as a waiter in the shop. The shopkeeper is very good. I only have one hand that can hold snacks and tea. He also asked me to keep it. I got off. Although there is no wages, but I can eat enough. One day, the storyteller in the store had a big change in his family and quit his job. There was no one in the store for a while, and the shopkeeper was very anxious, so I went to try it.”

What An Tian said is very simple, but Wang Yunda understands that this little brother has probably tried everything from sewing to carrying bags. He was kicked out of the house at the age of eight, and his finger bones were broken. Of course, it is more difficult to survive than others.

He looked at An Tian's hand by candlelight. There was a hideous scar on his right hand, and the whole hand was about the size of an eight-year-old child. The little finger curled up into a small arc, as if it couldn't be broken off or bent.

An Tian said: "Storytelling first, and then writing stories. I listened to a lot when I was outside to make a living. When I edited a story, some people were willing to listen to it. Gradually, I became rich."

He could tell stories so vividly that he was so frightened that he couldn't let go of his little brother, talking about his history of heartache, blood and tears, but he was able to speak so plainly.Wang Yunda didn't know how to evaluate him.

He said, "An Tian, ​​go to sleep."

An Tian nodded, but didn't go back, but asked him: "Is my storytelling better than what you heard elsewhere?"

Wang Yunda nodded in confusion: "I've never heard anything scarier than what you said!" Then he took a deep breath.

Seeing that he was frightened, An Tian said, "Do you want me to sleep with you?"

It's bad reputation for a single boy to share a bed with a man!Although they are already in the same room, in the eyes of others, it is no different from sleeping in the same bed.

Wang Yunda said: "Don't..."

An Tian spontaneously bent his legs and climbed onto the bed, occupying half of Wang Yunda's bed.Honestly put your hands together on your lower abdomen.Said: "Don't worry, I will go back to another bed tomorrow morning, and I won't let them find out."

Wang Yunda didn't know whether to laugh or cry, this man should have said this to his frightened little brother, but when it came to him, it was all the opposite.

Wang Yunda thought in a daze, and actually lay down and shared the bed with An Tian.Sleeping honestly on the other side, he swore that he had never slept so honestly in his life.

An Tian suddenly lifted the quilt, Wang Yunda's body froze, and An Tian went down to the ground and blew out the candle, then climbed onto the bed again.Lie down neatly, fold your hands together, and put them on your lower abdomen.In the dark, An Tian suddenly asked: "You said that the stories I told were very good, and you also said that I was good-looking, so can I stop going to the boat to listen to stories and see beauties?" After a pause, he continued, "If you want to go fishing , can you take me with you?... If you like the taste of that powder, I can try to apply it..."

His last sentence seemed to be very forced, and the corner of Wang Yunda's mouth couldn't help but twitched a little after being embarrassed all night: "Go to sleep."

He slept well that night without even having a dream.

Zhao Chen didn't sleep well, because Ama Zhang Xu drove him to Zhao Xuan's house, and Zhao Chen was not allowed to sleep with Zhang Xu.

The room that had just been delivered had a smell of blood. Even though it had been cleaned briefly, the smell still lingered. The man was the head of the family, so he couldn't let this filthy smell contaminate the man at home, so naturally he couldn't share the same bed.Zhao Chen, a person from modern times, of course doesn't believe this. Those men who don't want to enter the house to accompany their husbands probably dislike the bad taste of the house after giving birth and don't want to go in, but he is used to sleeping with Zhang Xu in his arms. With one person missing, he tossed and couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, and finally sneaked back, climbed onto the bed and hugged Zhang Xu in his arms, contented.

Zhang Xu slept in a daze, just after giving birth, he was very sleepy, his mind was not very bright, and there was someone else around him, so he just habitually burrowed into Zhao Chen's arms.

Zhao Chen hugged the person to his full arms, usually his hands could only touch the waist, but today he could hug the back. He curled his lips and muttered softly: "It was inconvenient to hold you across the ball before, but this one in the middle of sleep The ball is gone, I'm still not used to it."

After muttering a sentence, Zhang Xu seemed to wake up a bit: "Zhao Chen, why are you here?"

In the dark room, Zhao Chen was able to kiss Zhang Xu's forehead accurately: "Come and sleep with you, sleep."