Although I am weak, my friends are super strong

After being confused for a few seconds, Yu Lansong suddenly came to his senses, his face blushed unconsciously, and he changed the subject in a panic, "What book are you reading?"

The man froze for a moment, then put the book down lightly, with a smile on his lips, "Just read it casually, you haven't said it yet, where did you come from? If you don't make it clear, I will treat you as a thief and call someone to catch you." is you."

"I..." Yu Lansong racked his brains to make up some stories, but when he saw those gentle smiling eyes, he couldn't tell a lie, so he could only say half-truths and half-false words, " I don't know either, I only know that I appeared here after I woke up."

"Really?" The man nodded, and didn't say whether he believed it or not. He didn't ask anyone to arrest Yu Lansong, but just asked him to be quiet for a while and let him finish reading.

After finishing speaking, he really concentrated on reading, and left Yu Lansong alone. After a while, a maid brought a pot of spring tea, and she walked past Yu Lansong without looking away. Pass.

The man was a little surprised, "She can't see you?"

Yu Lansong also thought it was amazing, he waved his hand in front of the maid, and jumped up and down in front of the maid, but the maid didn't respond, she put the tea on the man's desk, made a composition and left.

He tried to follow the servant girl out of the yard again, but just as he took a step, he bumped into the invisible barrier with a bang, and was forced to retreat into the yard.

It seems that he can't go anywhere except this courtyard.

"Well, this is interesting," the man touched his chin with interest, "Could it be that you are a lonely ghost trapped in this yard?"

Yu Lansong decided to pretend to be the end, and simply shook his head pretending to be confused, "I don't know, but aren't you afraid?"

It was the first time he had seen someone who was not afraid of ghosts.

Young Master Lin smiled, "I'm a scholar, I'm not afraid of the shadow slanting, I'm frank and open-minded, so how can I be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door?"

"What's more, there are no wild ghosts like you in the book." She is white and beautiful, not like ghosts, but like spirits transformed from flowers, plants and trees.

Yu Lansong managed to become a ghost once, and felt that his dignity as a ghost had been trampled on, so he gave him a few vicious glances, and flung himself down on the reclining chair in the yard in frustration.

A huge loquat leaf just fell and hit him in the face.

Yu Lansong made a painful mask on the spot.

Eldest Young Master Lin couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing, "I've never seen such a stupid ghost like you. You can't even do a ghost well. Can you usually have enough to eat?"

He poured two cups of tea and handed one to Yu Lansong, "This is for you, it's very sweet, try it."

Yu Lansong hadn't drunk this kind of tea since she came to the Lin Mansion. It tasted like fruits and flowers, with a slight sweetness, but not greasy. The sweet taste lingered between her lips and teeth.

He couldn't help but lick the rim of the cup with his tongue after drinking.

"Is it delicious? What's it like?" Young Master Lin asked him curiously.

Yu Lansong nodded inexplicably, "Why do you ask that, don't you drink it yourself?"

The man smiled, "I have no sense of taste since I was born, and I can't distinguish between sweet and bitter, but I heard them say that this water is sweet. What does sweet taste like?"

"Sweetness is..." Yu Lansong frowned, not knowing how to describe it to him, "Sweetness is...the taste that makes people want to smile and feel very happy after tasting it."

"Really?" The man thought thoughtfully.

He has asked many people this question, and everyone's answer is different. Yu Lansong's description is too abstract, and he really can't imagine it.

Yu Lansong walked around the courtyard, and was quite sure that this was the original Lin Mansion, and the person in front of him should be Young Master Lin who had failed the imperial examination and committed suicide by jumping into a well.

It's just that he couldn't confirm when he had traveled, so he asked tentatively, "Mr. Lin, when will you take the exam?"

"This autumn," the man put down the book in his hand, and looked at the loquat tree outside the window, "the exam will take place when all the leaves on this tree fall."

Yu Lansong had an urge to tell him not to take the exam, but he couldn't say that when he saw the man's serious profile while reading a book.

The man asked Yu Lansong, "Will you disappear?"

From his tone, Yu Lansong could hear a hint of dislike of "Why don't you go back to your own home", a little aggrieved, "I don't know, maybe I will disappear at night."

What he thought at first was that maybe he left at night, but until night, he was still floating around in the yard.

Young Master Lin was very calm, he didn't seem surprised, and said that there was only one bed in his room, and there was no other place for him to sleep.

Yu Lansong spoke confidently: "It's okay, I don't need to sleep, how can ghosts want to sleep?"

Two hours later, he curled up like a milk cat on someone else's bed, sleeping soundly.

The next day when he woke up from Young Master Lin's bed, Yu Lansong felt very guilty. He went to the study to take a peek. Sure enough, Young Master Lin had already woken up to study in the morning.

Young Master Lin beckoned to him, and when he got closer, he found that there was another chair beside the desk where there was only one chair. He sat on the chair, and Young Master Lin poured him a cup of tea, and asked Yu Lan to Song can drink tea while looking out the window in a daze.

Yu Lansong asked him, "Is your life like this every day?" He started reading before dawn in the morning, and three meals a day were delivered by maids, and he didn't sleep until midnight.

The boring life is no different from those high school students who are about to take the college entrance examination.

But his life is not so boring. If the yard is not cleaned, it will be full of leaves. He will sweep away the leaves and then water his three potted roses.

The handsome man's every move is very elegant, and the wrist that waters the flowers seems to be holding a writing brush.

Yu Lansong had seen his handwriting, and it was beautiful, with elegant and agile strokes.

"Are you bored?" Young Master Lin can often see Yu Lansong staring at the red roses he planted in a daze. His beautiful side face and slightly puffed red lips always attract his attention more than flowers.

"It's okay, it's quite leisurely."

Yu Lansong lived in the yard with the man for several days like this. Suddenly, one day, a woman came. The woman was very beautiful and young.

Young Master Lin was accompanying Yu Lansong to pick ripe loquats. When he saw her, he suddenly tightened his body as if facing a formidable enemy, lowered his head and called Mom.

As soon as Yu Lansong looked up, he saw a faceless cardboard figure, "..." Is it true?

The woman strode over angrily and asked him why he wasn't reading. The man lowered his head and moved his lips a few times, "I'm sorry, Mom."

The woman picked up the broom next to him and hit him. As she hit him, she asked him why he didn't read books. Did you know that other families laughed at their family as an upstart. There was no scholar, and she was looked down upon by other women even when she was playing cards outside.

He also asked if he didn't want to take the exam.

The man didn't fight back and let the broom hit him. The thin woman pushed the 1.8-meter-long man to the ground with punches and kicks.

Yu Lansong was frightened, and it took a long time to think of stopping the woman, and said while stopping, "Don't hit him, he has been reading all morning."

But his hand passed through the woman's body, and the woman couldn't hear what he said, so he could only circle around in a hurry, looking at the woman and young master Lin for a while.

Enough anger, the woman walked away, Young Master Lin got up from the ground, and patted the ashes on his body expressionlessly.

When he saw Yu Lansong's face was disheveled by the raised dust, and his beautiful and moist almond eyes were at a loss, he was more pitiful than he looked, so he couldn't help but want to laugh.

Yu Lansong looked at him pitifully, "Why are you still laughing, how could she hit you."

"Isn't it natural for a mother to beat her son?" The man shrugged indifferently. After washing his hands, he washed a handkerchief and wiped Yu Lansong's face.

Yu Lansong obediently let him wipe the ashes off his face. He opened his eyes wide and yelled, "It's wrong to hit someone. You can't let her hit you next time."

"Understood, do you still eat loquat?" Young Master Lin asked helplessly.

"Eat!" Yu Lansong said angrily.

When Young Master Lin was washing the loquat for him with his own hands, Yu Lansong stood next to the red rose that had already bloomed and asked, "Why didn't you pick it off?"

Young Master Lin asked, "Do you like flowers very much?"

Seeing Yu Lansong nodding, he smiled and said, "I prefer to see the flowers bloom on the branches rather than pick them off."

Young Master Lin fetched well water to wash the loquats for Yu Lansong. Yu Lansong sat on a small bench to eat, and Young Master Lin just stared at him in a daze

The place on his shoulder where the woman used a broom had bruised and turned purple, and the combination of old and new injuries was unbearably painful, but he felt that this kind of life was not as difficult as before.

In the evening, when Young Master Lin came back from reading, he saw Yu Lansong lying on his bed, fast asleep. They had been sleeping together in the same bed for the past few days.

Although he couldn't understand the existence of Yu Lansong, he was very fortunate to have such a little ghost with him during his days.

No one can see Yu Lansong except him, so Yu Lansong can only talk to him, and will sleep on his bed, and the whole bed is full of fragrance, which makes him feel strange.

As if he already had him.

He approached quietly, and saw the moonlight shining on Yu Lansong's face through the window. His milky white skin was very shiny, and his full, rosy lips were slightly opened for breathing.

Without waking anyone up, he lightly kissed that lips and fled quickly, his white jade-like cheeks gradually turned red,

Dazedly touching his lips, he was distracted.

He clearly has no sense of taste, but he seems to have tasted sweetness just now.

In order to prove that it wasn't his own illusion, he pressed down carefully again, this time he didn't leave quickly, but rubbed on those two lips, biting lightly and then licking his white shell-like teeth.

In addition to the crisp and numb feeling, there is also a sweet smell that makes him want more.

Yu Lansong didn't know anything. He woke up in the middle of the night and saw Young Master Lin sitting on the edge of the bed staring at the void in a daze. Without thinking about it, he stretched out his arms towards him, habitually slipped into his arms, and muttered She asked him why he didn't sleep yet, and fell asleep on his own.