three feet away from me

These days, Wen Xucong especially likes to bask in the sun. Seeing the sun shining into the room, Zhancha consciously spreads a quilt on the soft couch by the window, letting Wen Xucong lean there to bask in the sun.

Leaning on the soft couch, Wen Xu breathed out, and moved to the soft couch? The process exhausted him a lot of energy, his head was tilted, and the skin on his face was pale and transparent under the sun, with no blood at all. , with sickness and weakness between his brows.

"Young master,"

The silence in the room was suffocating. As soon as Zhancha opened his mouth, his eyes turned red: "Why are you doing this?"

"You don't understand," Wen Xu looked over the high wall and saw the lone goose flying south, quietly and distantly: "He saved me."

Zhan Cha stared and began to cry again. He really didn't understand that if there was no Du family's little? When the lights are gone, where is that little? Lord Hou?How did you save him?

"However, he didn't come to see you." Chancha felt angry for him, and was afraid of scaring his young master, clenched his hands into fists in his sleeves: "He doesn't deserve you to treat him like this! Young master, where are you?" Why do you value him so much?"

"I don't value him, but I like him." Wen Xucong corrected Qiancha.

What he said was so ordinary, like a small thing like I like to read books, but I was stunned by the cup of tea, with two teardrops hanging on my face, and I forgot to wipe them in a daze. His son said, He likes Du Xingqing!

I don’t know if I’m more shocked or more angry: “What’s so good about him, his father and our prime minister have been fighting each other openly and secretly, that’s right, it’s just that he’s a lady from a family, an ordinary family. Men too? Better than him, son, why do you like him so much!"

These words are too childish, Wen Xucong felt a little more relaxed after being teased by him, and it’s not surprising that Zhancha didn’t come this year? Think deeply about tea, yes, why do you like him so much?Since when did you like him?

My thoughts drifted away, and I went back to the past.

When he was young, he went to the academy on the first day, and just sat down in front of his desk, a young man in brocade clothes propped up his desk and sat down on his desk, his clear eyes were full of curiosity. He looked him up and down: "Which family are you young master? Report your name, and I will play with you in the future."

No one ever said to play with Wenxu. In the Wenfu, the servants waited on him respectfully and dared not overstep. In the academy, the students thought this? People are indifferent and dare not approach him, so they pushed him away unconsciously. outer.

Only Du Xingqing reached out to him openly on the first day he saw him.

At that time, Wen Xucong looked up at him for a while, then lowered his eyes indifferently, grabbed the legs of the table with both hands, and pulled them back hard.

Little? Master Hou was thrown to the ground by him, and his buttocks were squatting on the ground. Little?

But he wasn't angry, just raised his eyebrows in surprise: "You're quite tempered, so why don't you go out with me? I found a nest of bird eggs on the willow tree in the east of the city. I'll take you with me after school." Go get it!"

Wen Xucong has never seen this kind of person who can't read people's eyes and has a cheeky face. He lowered his head to sort out his textbooks, and said in a cold and unwavering tone, "I won't go."

From then on, all the students in the South Pavilion of Yuelin Academy knew that the young master Hou had been entangled with the young master Wenxiang's family, and he showed his affection every time, but bumped into the wall again and again.

But the young Lord Hou has repeatedly tested the bottom line of the young master, snatching other people's books, forcing them to eat snacks he bought from the street, and even stealing other people's homework. The students were terrified and afraid. When will the jade-faced Raksha meet? He tore his face and chased him for several blocks with a knife.

But Wen Xucong didn't, he just looked at Du Xingqing silently, in a place where others didn't know, he silently indulged the young Lord Hou, he looked at Du Xingqing who was leaving triumphantly with his homework, and suddenly thought of it a word.

Pampered and proud.

After growing up, Du Xingqing's eyebrows and eyes grew wide, and his bones elongated, turning into a handsome boy? Looks like a boy? Well, after all, he is different from a child when he is sensible. An empty bird's nest is distressed, and I am no longer obsessed with the things of my childhood.

But the only thing that hasn't changed is that he has been harassing the young master day after day for several years, and he never tires of it.

Then when did Wen Xucong fall in love with Du Xingqing?Was it the first time we met? When he fell off the table and asked him if he was going to dig out the eggs, or when he said he would protect him by the Jingzhou River, or? With a sincere heart.

Wen Xucong doesn't understand, doesn't she? I don't want to understand, so what can I do if I think so much, I like it just like it, that is, I fell in love with it at the first meeting.

"You're still young? I don't understand." Wen Xucong could only say this to Zhan Cha.

"I don't know anything!" Zhan Cha's mouth was flattened, and he was about to cry again: "Young master is like this now, so the little? Lord Hou? I don't know? I don't know if I like you or not, so what? Heartbreaker!"

"I let you talk about the matter between me and Xu Cong here, what are you!"

A deep voice sounded outside the house.

Wen Xucong gasped for breath, the curtain at the door was lifted, and a person strode in. He had a handsome face, with frost on his eyebrows, and when he turned his head sideways, the red headband that Wen Xucong was familiar with was exposed in his hair.

Wen Xu was stunned, as if falling into a fog: "Du, Xingqing?"