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The more he lived in Wang's house, the more he found it unbearable. Once when Wang Xingyan went out to do business, Shen Mingan took advantage of his inattention and sneaked back to the burned and dilapidated Shen's mansion, and sat in front of his parents' grave for a day and a night.

After running away from Wang's house, Shen Ming'an began to avoid Wang Xingyan. He had nowhere to go and passed out from starvation at the gate of Jihua Temple. Fortunately, the abbot picked him up and took him in, allowing him to live and study in the temple and obtain fame.

Later, he won the first prize in the examination, and after being awarded an official position by Lu Chengjing, he has been living in Shangjing and never returned to Jiangzhou. Originally, he thought he would never see Wang Xingyan again.

Until he saw the jade pendant.

Wang Xingyan didn't use this name before, so when Wu Jitong mentioned Wang Xingyan when he was in Yizhou, Shen Ming'an even breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this name, secretly glad that it wasn't the person he knew.

After so many years, the shadow brought by Wang Xingyan followed him like a shadow, entangled him densely like a spider's thread.

Back then, when 17-year-old Lu Ciheng said he liked him, the love in his eyes was hot and strong, as if it was about to overflow from those amber eyes.

The young man's warm lips touched his, and he carefully and preciously placed a kiss on his lips. The moment he touched it, he parted, waiting expectantly for his reaction.

But at that moment, all Shen Mingan could think of was the feeling and scene when Wang Xingyan licked and bit his fingers every night in the past.

The similar touch caused his stomach to contract reflexively, and the retching was out of his control.

After many, many times, it gradually got better.

It's not that he can't feel Lu Ciheng's passionate love, but he never knows how to respond, let alone dare to respond.

He was worried that Lu Ciheng was young and said that he liked it just on a whim, and he was even more afraid that his words and deeds had misled him.

So he chose to slowly distance himself from Lu Ciheng.

When he heard Lu Ciheng say that he likes his half-brother, anger, disappointment and disbelief filled all his emotions. After thinking about it, he felt that Lu Ciheng was lying to provoke him on purpose.

But later Lu Wenhuai told him that Lu Ciheng and him were in love with each other.

Shen Ming'an knew that Lu Ciheng had always blamed him for killing Lu Wenhuai, even he himself could not forgive himself.

As soon as he encounters such a thing, he starts to be at a loss, so what qualifications does he have to judge and teach others.

It was even because of him that Lu Wenhuai lost his life at the age of 14.

During these years, Lu Ciheng hated him, took revenge on him, and often whispered in his ear before fucking him on the bed, saying over and over again that he killed Lu Wenhuai, or questioning him why he preferred Prince, why do you hate him, why did you propose to Lu Chengjing to let him join the army.

Shen Mingan's body was shaking, his waist and abdomen were full and sore, and he couldn't speak a word.

But sometimes, when Lu Ciheng held him in his arms, Shen Ming'an would feel in a daze that Lu Ciheng didn't simply hate him.

The night was already very deep, and the night in Dongyang Village was quiet and deserted. Shen Mingan took out the jade pendant from his bosom, and when he opened his eyes, his eyes were pitch black. No, his heart sank suddenly, and he tried several times, before his eyes gradually appeared some light coming in from the window and the blurred outline of the jade pendant.

This piece of jade pendant looked too familiar, Shen Mingan seemed to have seen its shape and the patterns on it when he was young, but it was not the real thing, but on the drawings.

He remembered that two months before his nine-year-old birthday, his mother drew him a jade pendant and asked him if he liked it. If he liked it, he asked a craftsman to make it according to the drawing, as a birthday present for him. Later, when the Shen family suffered disaster, Shen Mingan was unable to see Yupei.

But this jade pendant is very similar to the jade pendant on the drawings at that time.

After Shen Mingan was admitted to the No. [-] Scholar, Shen Mingan made rapid progress, and was promoted very quickly. When he had the right to contact Dali Temple, he also dug out the files of the Shen family for a rough look. Be jealous, buy someone to commit murder.

He intuited that the murder case back then was not that simple, but the case of the Shen family has been closed, and his parents' belongings were packed up and brought back to the mansion in Shangjing when he took office. For comparison, if you still want to check the files and evidence, you have to go to Shangjing.

The road was blocked by heavy snow, and they couldn't even get out of Dongyang Village now.

The more Shen Mingan thought about it, the more he felt a headache, and he couldn't fall asleep at all. Not only was the swollen part of his head hurting, it was also because he had been lying under the quilt for so long, and the heat from warming up by the charcoal basin before going to bed had already dissipated. Now my hands and feet are cold, and I am almost unconscious.

Aunt Zhou only gave them one quilt. Shen Mingan was extremely afraid of the cold. When he was in the mansion, he had to be covered with two quilts when he was born with earth dragons. A few nights ago, he was held in Lu Ciheng's arms to sleep. Lu Ciheng His body was warm, and the callused and warm hands covered his body, but Shen Mingan didn't feel cold.

Lu Ciheng's anger was obvious tonight, and he went to bed very early with his back turned, unwilling to even talk to him.

Shen Mingan clutched his chest and coughed in a low voice, curled up his icy body, trying to make himself warmer.

He was afraid that he would wake Lu Ciheng up, and he couldn't help the itching that crept up in his throat from time to time, so he suppressed his voice and stuffed himself under the quilt when he coughed.

But probably the cough still disturbed Lu Ciheng, who was sleeping soundly next to him. He turned over, stretched his hand over Shen Mingan's waist, and held his cold hand. His voice was very low, like an unconscious murmur in sleep, "Ming An , are you cold?"

The moment he was wrapped in warmth, his heart warmed up before his body, Shen Mingan didn't make a sound, and under the cover of the night, he turned around and hugged him gently.

He thought he had woken Lu Ciheng up, but Lu Ciheng was in a deep sleep and didn't wake up at all. What he hugged and said to him just now was completely unconscious.

Even if he was angry, subconsciously, Lu Ciheng would still hug him and ask him if he was cold.

Shen Ming'an buried his face on his chest, Lu Ciheng's gentle and powerful heartbeat gradually dispelled those nightmare memories, and after a long time, he slowly fell asleep.

He slept late, and it was almost noon when he woke up the next day. Lu Ciheng added charcoal to the basin, and Shen Mingan didn't even know when he went out.

His stomach was empty and aching, so he rummaged around the room, and only found some flour and bean paste, so he used these to wrap some glutinous rice balls filled with bean paste. He originally wanted to wait for Lu Ciheng to come back. They ate together in the pot, but no one came back when the sun was in the west, and the stomach hurt badly again, so they lit up a fire and cooked seven or eight white glutinous rice balls and ate them slowly by themselves.

With nothing to do left and right, Shen Mingan cleaned the inside and outside of the house, set aside some glutinous rice balls and put them on the table, and put the rest neatly in the basket, and went out the door with the small bamboo basket.