The black moonlight brother dressed as the male protagonist

Yuyan stared thoughtfully at the exquisite white-glazed medicine jar on the table, and couldn't help asking Gan Ting, "Do you often get hurt because you carry medicine with you?"

"It's a friend. He is often injured, so I always carry it just in case." Gan Ting helped her bandage the wound with light hands, "It's done."

It's obvious who this friend is. For some reason, jealousy rushed to Fangcun's forehead, muttering: "I'm often hurt too, why don't you remember me?..."

Gan Ting put down the gauze bandage in his hand, and asked back: "Tell your conscience, have you lost a hair during the time you were with me?"

It's true when you think about it, whenever there is danger, Gan Ting will always stand in front of him, making him look like a softie now, but he is really eating softy...

It was very unreasonable, but Fang Cun still argued, "But you still care more about Xu Zinian and not about me."

Gan Ting wiped his blood-stained hands, "I'm too lazy to argue with you."

Just as Fang Cun was thinking about how to act pretentiously, Yuyan leaned beside him, and said a word out of nowhere:

"When will you get married?"

Gan Ting was taken aback by these words, "What?"

"When will you get married?" She repeated again, looking at the two of them very curiously.

Fang Cun was also a little stunned, but he quickly reacted and said cheerfully: "I'm married."

Looking at Fang Cun's hippie smiling face with no sense of shame, Gan Ting threw the handkerchief to wipe his hands hard on him, "You have a bad brain, so why are you talking nonsense?"

"Originally." Fang Cun quickly took the mask and played with it in his hands, "I also blocked a big bowl of raw dumplings for you that day, and you always refuse to admit it."

It's about old accounts from the Sun Mansion.

Yuyan nodded half-understood, took Gan Ting's hand, and said earnestly like an old man exhorting a daughter-in-law: "You two must be good, and you must not quarrel."

Gan Ting's face turned blue and pale for a while, trying his best to restrain his anger, if Yuyan was not here, he might have Fang Cun Lingchi executed.

Fang Cun bowed his head beside him and kept holding back his laughter.

Yu Yan's eyes were watery and gentle, "Did you get married when you got married?"

Fang Cun lowered his head to think about it, and Gan Ting took advantage of this moment to quickly reply: "No."

"Since you are already married, how can you not tie your hair." Yuyan's expression darkened a bit, she picked up the wooden comb and murmured, "Tie your hair together for a long life, there is no doubt about love and love, this must be done. "

Yuyan held a wooden comb, and couldn't help but want to comb Gan Ting's hair. She combed Gan Ting's hair smoothly, without any mess. Her black hair was very docile in Yuyan's hands, and it became softer and shinier like a waterfall after being combed.

Yuyan brushed Gan Ting's jet-black hair, brushed it for a while, raised her hand and pulled out a hairpin from her hair, carefully picked out a bundle, and gently cut it off with the hairpin.

A small piece of black hair lay in Yuyan's palm, Yuyan turned to Fangcun, "There's still yours."

Cutting Fangcun's hair was not so gentle, it was very rude to pull it over, and cut off some strands of hair at will, which made Fangcun feel a little painful.

Yuyan raised her hand to make a seal, twisted a peony petal, injected with bright spiritual power, the petal slowly turned into a thin red thread, tied the two bundles of black hair together, and solemnly entrusted it to Gan Ting.

Before he could react, he picked up the comb again without saying a word, and combed his hair for him.

The fingertips are warm, a lot of tenderness, probably because he has never been caressed by his mother before, so he is so greedy.

Although he kept saying that he didn't care about it, every time he saw that Fang Shen could act like a baby in front of his mother unscrupulously, he felt a little envious in his heart. From being envious when he was a child to being a teenager now, after a long time, he gradually accepted his fate. .

"Okay." Yuyan put down the comb, and held the bronze mirror in front of him.

She combs well, she does everything well, if Fang Shenyue is by her side, she will definitely be a good mother.

In the early morning of the next day, Gan Ting woke up early, Fang Cun tossed and slept all night, and fell asleep until it was dark.

"Yue'er, let's have some breakfast." Yuyan stepped in through the door carrying a wooden tray, and the two bowls full of noodles on the wooden tray were still steaming and emitting a tempting aroma.

She treated Gan Ting so well that she couldn't find any faults, but this kind of kindness made Gan Ting feel like he was not blessed.

Gan Ting helped out and put the noodles on the table.

Yuyan handed him the wooden chopsticks, "Come, eat."

Gan Ting didn't move.

Yuyan urged again: "Yue'er, eat."

Gan Ting quietly looked down at the chopsticks, but didn't reach out to pick them up. Instead, he said, "I'm not hungry yet, you can eat."

Yuyan put down the chopsticks in her hand in frustration, "I've already eaten."

Gan Ting had no choice but to look left and right, and focused on Fang Cun who was still sleeping on the bed, "Then I'll wake him up, he was hungry last night."

Gan Ting wanted someone to divert the firepower, so he rudely shook Fangcun who was sleeping soundly from side to side.

Fang Cun sat up suddenly, half asleep and half awake, and shouted: "An earthquake?!"

Gan Ting handed the chopsticks to Fang Cun, "Go eat the noodles."

"Oh... okay..." Fang Cun scratched his head, took it with some hesitation, put on his coat while dozing off, washed up a bit, and sat on the seat in a daze.

"Let's eat." Saying that, Gan Ting was about to pick up the noodle soup and move it in front of Fang Cun, when Yuyan suddenly stopped her and anxiously raised her hand to resist.

The mouth of the bowl is too big, there are a lot of noodles, and the accumulated soup is about to overflow. Yuyan's obstruction made his hands shake a little, and he poured all the hot soup on Gan Ting, and it was inevitable that a red streak would appear on his hands mark.

"Yue'er!" Yuyan hurriedly pulled him up, looking left and right for something to wipe.

Fang Cun was also frightened awake in an instant, and hurriedly checked to see if he was burned.

Gan Ting patted off a few green onions on his body, "It's okay, I'll just change into clothes."

Fang Cun lost all sleepiness, frowned, tightly clutching the cotton handkerchief he had just found, walked to Gan Ting with a gloomy face, and helped him wipe his reddened hands.

Yuyan deeply felt that she had done something wrong, "I...I'll help you chop some firewood and boil water for bathing."

"Don't bother." Fang Cun lowered his voice, stopped Yu Yan who was already walking, and said, "I'll do it."

Yuyan lowered her head, stood where she was, and looked at Gan Ting at a loss.

"Fang Cun." Gan Ting reminded in a low voice, dragging Fang Cun behind him, still smiling at Yu Yan, "You don't have to blame yourself, it was my own carelessness that overturned your good intentions. We'll just do it ourselves."

Yuyan nodded in a daze, "Yue'er...you have to tell me the pain..."

Gan Ting's hands trembled, and the hot water slowly dripped onto the ground.

Yuyan said softly: "I know you hurt... If you don't say it, it will hurt even more... It's very tiring to hold it in my heart..."

Gan Ting really didn't know how to respond to these words, tired after all these years?very tired.

He has to guard against Fang Shenyue's small tricks all the time. It is no surprise that he is indifferent and partial to his parents. The only place to stay is with Xu Zinian, so he wants to save Xu Zinian, even if he is cheated, he also wants to give An explanation of the long-lost childhood.

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