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In the evening, a sudden heavy rain caused the villagers who were still talking about it to run around with their heads in their arms. The sky suddenly sank, the torrential rain was raging, and there was only the sound of rustling rain between the sky and the earth. As far as the eye could see, there was a bead curtain Xixi.

The light in the room was dim, the rumbling thunder rang, and the sudden flash of lightning illuminated the expressions on the faces of the two of them, as well as the hand holding the other, expectant but uncertain.

The hand covered under the palm trembled slightly, hesitating, surprised, lost, and sad. In this overwhelming rain, it drifted away with the wind but lingered gracefully.

"Don't go..." the man whispered.

Linqing seemed to have been cast with a immobilization spell, unable to take a step, and unable to utter a word.

The man took a step forward and said anxiously, "Don't go!"

Linqing wiped away her tears and said in a trembling voice, "If I stay, what will you do to me?"

Shen Xu was at a loss.

How do you treat me?

A piece of old clothes, still soft and fragrant pillow.

With the indescribable affection in his chest, and a sonorous questioning, Shen Xu couldn't figure it out, couldn't agree, couldn't bear it, but - couldn't do it.

In the 26 years, he never confides his sincerity for anyone, wandering around the world, happy and unrestrained, the fragrance of dew flicks away at dawn, and no one has ever taken a place in his heart.

As for love, Jiaoniang spoils her, but being emotional has never been his role.

He couldn't let go of the person in front of him, the old clothes he was used to wearing, even the new clothes next to him, no matter how elegant and gorgeous they were, couldn't give him the peace and leisure immersed in his bones.

But getting used to it is love?Once you get used to it, should you love it?

He is not broken, even afraid.

If Linqing was a woman, he might have already agreed with her.But that was a living young man, whom he regarded as his relatives, who he was grateful for, but who he never thought of falling in love with.

Holding Lin Qing's hand, there was a trace of hesitation.

Lin Qing was heartbroken, closed her eyes tightly, and pulled out her hand forcefully.

That's it, that's it.

What should I do?

If you don't love, you don't love. Just because you love him doesn't mean that he also loves you.

Why do you embarrass him like this, and embarrass yourself.

He took the burden and turned to leave.

The moment the door opened, the heavy rain poured in, Lin Qing was staggered by the strong wind and fell to the ground.

Shen Xu hurried over and closed the door, shutting the heavy rain out of the house.

Lin Qing stared blankly, the rain seeped into her clothes, making it icy cold.

The man pressed the door with both hands, half bent over, and looked at himself quietly.

The wind was howling outside the house, and Hun'er, who couldn't find his home, lost his way in the heavy rain, as if walking in a fog of despair, with sympathy in his heart, and could not find his destination.

He suddenly lost his courage. The door that the person closed for him was like a pair of hands pulling him out of the mist. Outside the house, it was raining and windy, all blocked behind the thin door, and the bird with wet wings was gently placed Under the hut, he had no strength at all, those forced indifference, those determinations that forced himself to be ruthless, all fell apart under this dilapidated hut.

Linqing covered her face and wept bitterly.

Only this, he only wants this.

Shen Xu was startled, and rushed over to embrace him.

Lin Qing was crying so embarrassingly, the man's aura was close at hand, he held on to Shen Xu's clothes tightly, sobbing sadly rolling in his throat.

Stay with you on rainy days, and leave at dawn.

That night the rain was rustling, and the embracing silhouettes melted into silence in the dark night. If it wasn't for the occasional lightning, there would be nothing in this room.

One thought, this is the tenderness before parting, if you have enough covetousness, let it go.

One thinks, how should I treat you, I don’t want to allow you, and I don’t want to let you go, the long night before dawn, let’s go slower, slower.

There is no time to go, I dare not linger, you dare not think about it, all the things in the past are like a flashy dream, just forget it when you wake up.

Linqing's tears flowed on Shen Xu's shoulders, cold to the bone, but hot to the heart.

"Give me some time, let me think about it..." Shen Xu said hoarsely.

Linqing shook his head.

No matter how I think about it, what I am afraid of is that you will have to return my favor.

Sincerely giving my heart, what I want is not gratitude and guilt, let alone love born out of gratitude and guilt.

Shen Xu's voice was choked with sobs, "I have never loved anyone, you should allow me to think about it for a while, don't give it to me like this, and leave on my own..."

Linqing's tears flowed down his closed eyes, and he said intermittently: "If you don't like it, you don't like it... No matter how long you think about it, you won't like it... For forcing Miss Wang away, I feel so guilty... Don't, don't make me feel more guilty..."

Shen Xu was speechless.

He knows he should let Linqing go, and if he is not happy, he should not hold on to him anymore. He is reluctant to let Linqing go, just because this person is with him all the way down and down, lighting a lamp for him in the cold night, and scooping up for him in the summer. A water stick, the world is so big, he only has one Linking.

He didn't want to let him go, and he didn't want to experience the pain of losing after getting it again.

However, he had no choice but to lose him.

The heavy rain did not know when it stopped, and the early morning sunlight brought the cool breath of the morning, causing Linqing to slowly open his eyes.

He leaned in Shen Xu's arms, and the two of them leaned against the wall of the main room, sleeping in the rain.

Shen Xu's eyes were swollen.

Lin Qing stared blankly, and couldn't help but reached out and touched it lightly.

This man...would cry too...

When love enters the heart of sorrow and turns into bitter wine, people who don't know sorrow will shed sad tears.

He stared blankly for a while, then quietly struggled out of Shen Xu's arms, knelt on the ground, and carefully looked at the face in front of him.

If you like a person, what is it that you like about him? It's obviously just a one-time relationship. When you see it, you are tempted, so you let him go.The lonely time of more than a year should have diluted the throbbing, but for some reason, on the day when he dispersed all his wealth, he did not leave, but sat in the courtyard, waiting for him to find out.

At that time, he and Shen Xu were actually just a pair of strangers. He and Shen Xu only had the first glance of love in the trance that summer, and Shen Xu had no half impression of him.

Lin Qing wondered why he stayed behind that day.

The phantom he was happy with has now become a reality, the dull and tired person is far from the memory, why is his joy not diminished, but more prosperous.

Maybe it's just that everyone is born with a threshold of love, and when they meet it, they will die in this life.

His finger slowly slid to his lips, he stared at it, finally bent down, and gently kissed the long-awaited part.

Master, I like you.

After a short contact, Shen Xu slowly opened his eyes, still in a dream, only to see the white clothes floating in front of him, and the warmth in his arms had dissipated.

"Linqing!"

Shen Xu got up in astonishment, and hurriedly chased after her.

Outside the courtyard gate, the figure stood there stiffly.

Shen Xu ran over, "Linqing—"

Lin Qing turned around, holding a lump-shaped package in his hand, and stared at him blankly.

Shen Xu looked at it, and was also startled, a soft little person appeared in the middle of the ball-like cloth bag.

"This is—" Shen Xu took a step forward, only to see a piece of letter paper protruding from the cloth bag.

He pulled it out, scanned the exhibition letter briefly, and his face became embarrassed.

Lin Qing asked with red and swollen eyes: "Whose child, why did you leave it here?"

Shen Xu said stiffly: "It seems that it's mine..."

Linqing: "..."

Shen Xu showed him the letter.

The concubine wants to marry someone, entrust with Shen Lang.

Shen Xu: "It probably belongs to some concubine..."

Linqing: "..."

Shen Xu: "I..."

Linqing: "..."

Linqing looked at him expressionlessly, put the baby in his arms, turned around and left.

Shen Xu: "..."

"Wait! Wait, Linqing!" Shen Xu hastily pulled him back.

Linqing turned around.

Shen Xu opened his mouth, but had nothing to say.

Where should I start, the unresolved intention, the sudden child, all of them are my own fault, and all of them will only make the other person leave.

"I……"

How could I not have the courage to speak out the words to persuade me to stay.

With what capacity to speak out, with what reason to retain.

Shen Xu seemed to have fallen into a mess, unable to figure out what to do, but couldn't wait for time.

Lin Qing lowered his eyes, before he could sigh, his gaze was fixed on the baby in Shen Xu's arms.

With a flushed little face, hasty and feeble breathing, Lin Qing reached for her hand, which was terribly hot.

It was only then that I realized that the baby hadn't cried at all.

"He has a fever!" Linqing said urgently.

Only then did Shen Xu remember the child, and looked down. Sure enough, the baby's brows were tightly furrowed, his mouth was slightly opened, and he was extremely weak.

The two ignored yesterday's confession, and hurriedly went to the village doctor with the child in their arms.

The old doctor was woken up early in the morning. Before he could open his eyes, a soft glutinous dumpling was stuffed into his arms. An anxious voice urged him to make a quick diagnosis and treatment.

The old doctor was dizzy for a long while before he could gather his mind and pulse.

Looking at his complexion and tongue coating, the old doctor's face slowly sank.

"This child's high fever persists, and it has been delayed for a long time. The old man's medical skills are limited. Master, send it to the town as soon as possible!"

Shen Xu hugged the baby and ran away, followed by Lin Qing.

After a long while, the old doctor came back to his senses and murmured: "Ah, when did the master and the young master have a child? Oh, ma'am, ma'am, it's amazing! Men can have children too!"

The two hurried to the town, stopped Uncle Zhao's carriage halfway, and almost rushed to the town.

When I arrived at the clinic, after the doctor had seen it, I ordered my apprentice to take out a set of silver needles, and untied the cloth holding the child. Inside was a small and thin baby, less than an arm's length, tied softly in a small red bellyband. The word "treasure" is embroidered on it.

The doctor gave a few injections, and the little baby wailed like a meow, how pitiful it was.

After the acupuncture was done, the apprentice took a clean soft cloth and wrapped the baby again. The first piece of wet cloth soaked a large piece of water on the table.

The doctor said: "This child has caught a cold and has a fever. Why didn't you bring it here earlier? He was so burned that his life was almost lost. I gave him a few injections for the time being. He is so young that he can't drink medicine. After you take him back, use Rub him with the cooking wine repeatedly, grab some meat, peel off the heart and tie it on his wrist." Sighing, he said again: "You guys are so careless, the child fell into the water, and you don't hurry to change clothes, let him He caught a cold and burned so badly."

Shen Xu listened to the doctor's instruction in a daze, and turned a few times in her mind, and came up with some clues.

The person who lost the child must have thrown it there yesterday, and then there was a heavy rain, and the child was drenched all night, but he did not have a high fever.

Shen Xu was very worried. Although he hadn't accepted that he had become a father out of nowhere, but such a poor child who was abandoned by others would make anyone feel distressed. Shen Xu only hoped that he would not burn out his brain.

After leaving the clinic with the child in their arms, the two hurried to buy cooking wine and drugs, and rented a carriage to go home.

As soon as they got out of the house, one peeled off the diaper, and the other rubbed the body. The two of them were busy around the child until noon, and the two breathed a sigh of relief when the baby's breathing slowed down and he fell asleep peacefully.

Linqing is holding the baby, it's really pitiful for him to look like this.

"Which concubine, do you know..."

Shen Xu said: "Looking at the handwriting, it looks like Shu Yun's."

Lin Qing squinted at him, how flirtatious are you, you can even remember the other party's handwriting.

Shen Xu knew she had made a slip of the tongue, so she quickly shut up.

Linqing sighed, "How can there be such a cruel mother, and she doesn't want her own children."

Shen Xu said: "She is going to get married, and it will be a burden to take the child with her. If she meets someone who is narrow-minded, it will only make the child suffer."

He couldn't help but reached out and touched the baby's face. Shu Yun should have found out that she was pregnant after leaving the house, and she was willing to give birth to a child for him. Shen Xu was full of gratitude.

Linqing spit out two words coldly: "Do evil."

Shen Xu: "..."

"What are you going to do?"

Shen Xu sighed softly: "What else can I do, I can't throw it again."

Lin Qing's words stuck in his throat.

How to raise?Can you survive?Will you raise it?

Such a young master who can't even take care of himself, plus a baby who just needs to be fed.

Linqing's heart turned a thousand times.

Shen Xu looked at Linqing, and Linqing met his expectant eyes.

The man didn't speak, but his words were hidden in his eyes.

Linqing let out a breath slowly, the rain finally caught her footsteps.

The author has something to say: I was temporarily arrested to substitute for a class, and I slipped out to update the article during the break...I'm sorry for making everyone wait so long for the turning point...

The current third-year junior high school students are so pitiful, and they have to make up classes on weekends. We were playing around at that time~

The promised steamed stuffed bun appeared in the ten chapters!Not cruel!

Xiaobao: Father, I will leave mother behind!

Shen Xu: Be good!

Linqing: ...Why do you feel like you cried for nothing?

Stepmother (looking at the sky): ...