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After returning home, Yu Qiuliang seldom spoke, no matter how Yu Xiasheng teased him, he refused to open his mouth.Yu Xiasheng saw his displeasure, and at the same time knew that his displeasure did not come from being punished.He must have thought of something unpleasant, and the unpleasant emotion sprouted from the bottom of his heart.In fact, Yu Xiasheng didn't know much about Qiu Liang, and he didn't dare to ask more, for fear of touching Ni Lin, so he had to laugh and try to make people happy.

When something like this happened, Yu Xiasheng didn't dare to be distracted anymore, he had to focus on taking care of Yu Qiuliang.He could see that although Lu Huaiming did not have a strong love for the child, he still cared about the child. As long as Yu Qiuliang can live a good life, Lu Huaiming can rest assured, after all, Yu Qiuliang is his It is also the hope of their entire family.However, Yu Qiuliang himself doesn't seem to be aware of this. He doesn't seem to think that he is the hope of the whole family, but regards himself as a burden.Yu Xiasheng didn't see anything wrong with him, except for his love of getting into trouble, he was fine in everything, besides, there are very few boys of this age who don't get into trouble and don't cause trouble.Yu Qiuliang is a smart child, he knows how to control the mistakes he made within a fixed range, this disaster was just because he didn't think carefully for a while, it can't be said that he has a problem.

Before he knew it, Yu Xiasheng had absolved Yu Qiuliang countless times in his heart. Until the end, he felt that when he hit the child, he was too vicious and cruel.However, if he doesn't fight, Yu Qiuliang will never have a long memory. Maybe the next time a ghost asks him for help, he will still run to help.Gu Jia also begged him for help at the beginning. Fortunately, the things she entrusted to Qiuliang would not transfer her sins to him, otherwise Yu Xiasheng would definitely not be able to forgive her. I won't turn a blind eye and close my eyes like now.

Of course, Yu Qiuliang understood Yu Xiasheng's painstaking efforts.He has eyes and a heart, he is not stupid.It's just that he really can't laugh now, at most he twitched the corners of his mouth stiffly.He felt helpless, and he found that he was indeed an amateur actor.If he was a professional actor, he could pretend to be happy to reassure Yu Xiasheng, but unfortunately he is not a professional. When he is really sad, he can hardly laugh, and he can't even do it perfunctorily.He kicked the pebbles on the road in boredom, and he kicked the pebbles into the grass, and the withered grass instantly swallowed up the pebbles.It turns out that it is so simple to cover up something, but human emotions are the most difficult to cover up.

After entering the room, without Yu Xiasheng's persuasion, Yu Qiuliang automatically went to the front of the closet and took out those bottles and cans from the small compartment in the closet.He glanced at the instructions casually, poured out a few pills and put them in his mouth, regardless of whether he took too much or too little.The medicine is three-point poison. If the medicine is not effective, it will not only not cure the disease, but even have the opposite effect. Yu Xiasheng was afraid that he would make something wrong, so he hurriedly reached out to stop him, and then carefully compared the instructions. Put just the right amount of pills in the palm of his hand.Yu Qiuliang looked at the pills in his hand, a little dazed, he put them into his mouth in a daze, then picked up the water glass on the bedside table, and gulped down the pills.

The water glass had been left for a long time, and the water in it was already cold, but Yu Qiuliang was reluctant to pour it out, because drinking water also cost money.He is trying to minimize his expenses, and he is always trying to minimize his expenses, even if he is not short of money and does not need to support himself.In fact, he can be a rice worm with peace of mind, just like his classmates who are idle and spendthrift, but such people are the dregs of society. Hanging out with real scum.That feeling was disgusting and would really drive him crazy.

"Why do you just drink cold water?" Yu Xiasheng walked over with a glass, which was still steaming.The curling white mist rises and spirals upwards, like a white dragon or a towering tree, Yu Qiuliang thinks of the strange lines on his back.He mumbled and grabbed Yu Xiasheng's clothes, instead of going to pick up the cup of hot water, he began to cry.

Boys rarely cry, it's not sexist, it's just a fact.Maybe men are naturally nervous and not as delicate as women, maybe their self-esteem is too strong and they don't want to cry in front of others.Yu Xiasheng used to live in the war years, he saw a lot of tears, but there is always a clear reason why those people's tears shed: the country's ruin and family ruin, of course, can provoke people's tears, no matter men or women. Daughter, facing this kind of sadness, they all feel the same heartache, and they have reason to cry.

Up to now, decades have passed, and there is no more war in the country, but people's worries are endless, and they are also progressing with the progress of the times. Destroying people's bodies and minds even more brutally.Yu Xiasheng began to fail to understand why others were crying. Everyone had different reasons for being sad, and the reasons were not so easy to break down.Sometimes, he felt that Yu Qiuliang was in a bad mood because he didn't want to study, but he couldn't say why Yu Qiuliang didn't want to study.Material life is gradually improving, and spiritual needs are also increasing. The reason for Yu Qiuliang's unhappiness is that his spiritual needs cannot be met. It seems that there is something in his heart that he is particularly afraid of. To rush out and eat his strength.Yu Xiasheng held the water glass in one hand, and patted the child's back lightly with the other, as if Qiu Liang had cried enough, and when he wiped his face with his shirt, he passed the hot water over.Just right, the scalding water was dried until it was warm, which was just the right temperature for drinking.Yu Qiuliang took the water glass and took the remaining few pills.

Yu Xiasheng has two specialties: one is good at talking to death, and the other is good at talking to death even more.I don't know which muscle in his brain was wrong. When Yu Qiuliang finished drinking the medicine and lay down on the bed to sleep, he actually sat on the edge of the bed and asked him why he was crying just now.Yu Qiuliang was choked by him, and he couldn't get angry when he wanted to, and couldn't laugh when he wanted to laugh, so he stared for a long time, then lifted his trousers at last, and said firmly, "You hurt me so much."

The old ghost leaned over and took a look, okay, this kid is recovering well, not long ago there were red marks all over his legs, now the redness has disappeared a lot, only one or two are still stubbornly stuck on the skin.Yu Xiasheng smiled, stretched out his hand to wipe Qiuliang's calf, Yu Qiuliang snorted twice, and suddenly put his fingers on the zipper of his pants.He can't sleep in these pants.

"Tell me first if you want to take off your pants." The smile on Yu Xiasheng's face froze, and he quickly ran away from the bed, as if he wanted to run away.Yu Qiuliang glanced at him, kicked off his trousers, and flicked them to the end of the bed, wanting to throw them into the washing machine when he woke up.

Lying in bed doesn't mean you'll fall asleep anytime soon.Yu Qiuliang often suffers from insomnia, whether it is day or night, he may not be able to fall asleep.At the moment he was overthinking, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, and sweating all over due to irritability.He could feel that Yu Xiasheng was still in the room, but he didn't know whether this guy was reading in front of the desk or standing by the window sill in a daze.Yu Xiasheng was always looking out through the window, but Yu Qiuliang didn't know what he was looking at.

Not long after, the other side of the bed suddenly sank, and Yu Qiuliang knew that it was Yu Xiasheng who also crawled onto the bed.Yu Xiasheng sent the little ghost to a colleague's house, and now there is no need to keep a small oil bottle between them.Yu Qiuliang thought about it in a daze, and finally felt drowsy, and at this moment, Yu Xiasheng suddenly poked his waist.

"What are you doing!" Yu Qiuliang was furious, he finally fell asleep, but the old ghost gave him such a blow, how could he continue to sleep?If he can't sleep today, it's all Yu Xiasheng's fault.

He wanted to show Yu Xiasheng's face, so he just roared, did not turn over, and was still lying on his side, and gave Yu Xiasheng a blow on the back of his head.Yu Xiasheng didn't force him to come over, but for some reason, the old ghost's hand was unusually restless today, poking Qiu Liang's waist for a while, stroking his back for a while, which made him upset and wished he could Instantly move to the bathroom for a moment of peace.

Suddenly recalling the experience of the previous night, Yu Qiuliang suddenly pressed Yu Xiasheng's hand, so as not to cause him to provoke any further problems and embarrass both of them.As a male, it is normal to have a certain reaction, but Yu Qiuliang doesn't think so, he thinks it means that he can't suppress the agitation of adolescence, and he will be at the mercy of mysterious factors like other children.He doesn't allow this kind of situation to happen to himself, he wants to be a person with super self-control ability, no one can let him fail, not even his own body.

Yu Xiasheng withdrew his hand, and wanted to see the black marks on his back, so he lifted the quilt and pulled up the hem of his clothes.Yu Qiuliang bounced up from the bed, turned around and punched Yu Xiasheng, like a little girl who was harassed by a pervert, with violent anger lingering all over her body.Yu Xiasheng didn't know what happened to him, he only said that he was still angry about the beating, and just about to say something to comfort him, suddenly his eyes dimmed, and a big pillow covered him, tightly blocking his sight.Now it's all right, the old ghost's world is pitch black, and he can't see anything.He only had good ears, and he heard Yu Qiuliang change his clothes rustlingly.The quilt moved slightly, and it was the child lying back again.

"Are you still angry?" Yu Xiasheng tore off the pillow, put it under his arm, and rested his chin to look at the child's back.Yu Qiuliang didn't eat much, his stomach was not good, and he was so thin that he didn't have much weight. Yu Xiasheng pinched him on the shoulder maliciously, and he received a slap as expected.

Are you angry?Yu Qiuliang himself didn't quite understand.He just felt as if there was a fire in his chest, and that fire was burning his heart.He couldn't help curling up, and pressed his hands on his chest. The dull pain gradually became sharper, as if a steel knife was cutting his heart.His heart couldn't beat anymore, but he still had to endure Ling Chi's pain. He pressed his chest in vain and kept exerting force, but he couldn't relieve the punishment of that heart.

"It hurts." He opened his mouth, finally showing weakness.Yu Xiasheng noticed something was wrong with him, and reached out to caress his back.Yu Qiuliang leaned back, feeling the black marks on his back burning hot.Yu Xiasheng touched his cheek, and hugged him into his arms. There was something equally hot pressing against Qiu Liang's heart. The two fires collided, merged, and disappeared.Yu Qiuliang let go of his hand, feeling his body became very light.

Before he could figure out why the black mark was hot and painful, his mouth moved before his brain, and he said "I'm sorry" to Yu Xiasheng.Yu Xiasheng paused, and patted him lightly twice, like a baby, trying to lull him to sleep.This time the old ghost didn't bother him, and he soon began to feel drowsy, his eyelids drooping heavily, drawing the curtains on the windows of his soul.

People in the world are somewhat connected with each other; things in the world are also somewhat connected with each other; the occurrence of one thing may be the cause of another thing; It's the result of that one thing.Yu Xiasheng patted Yu Qiuliang to comfort his frightened soul, while looking at the blurry image reflected in the closet, thinking about the black mark on Yu Qiuliang's back.

The woman in red and her husband killed many people, and her husband was guilty of sins. These debts were piled up one by one, and all of them were laid on Qiu Liang. It's not bad to crush to death.Yu Xiasheng closed his eyes and opened them again, and suddenly sat up and went to the desk to get the needle.He pricked the tip of his index finger, and the blood oozed out immediately. He quietly tore off Yu Qiuliang's collar, and a little blood was stained on the black mark.When the black mark met his blood, some places shrank, some places faded, and the faded part, no matter how much he smeared it, he couldn't erase them all.

Yu Xiasheng felt resentment for a long time.He felt that Du Xiaoyuan should stop Yu Qiuliang in time, but Du Xiaoyuan also had her own work to do, so it seemed unreasonable to blame her for not doing anything.Thinking of this, he went to blame 990215 again, because this guy didn't behave well when he was alive, so he died with his wife and turned into a ghost together. 990215 is a real bastard. He killed his wife before he was alive, and killed more innocent people after his death. If he hadn't done so many wrong things, how could it be Yu Qiuliang's turn to suffer?The more Yu Xiasheng thought about it, the more he felt that this logic was correct, and he followed his own way of thinking.He thinks that the reason why 990215 and 990214 have not been arrested for so long and come back for interrogation is precisely because their departments are not doing well. If so, then he will not sleep today and work overtime.

Yu Xiasheng did what he said, thinking that he would have to work without sleep today, so he immediately got up and wanted to leave the warm bed.Unexpectedly, just as he got up, Yu Qiuliang suddenly turned over and dragged him back to the bed.The sleeping child was unexpectedly strong. Yu Xiasheng was dragged back, and his forehead hit the mattress. Although he was not injured, he was in a dull pain.He turned his head helplessly, feeling like he was going to have a concussion.