Although I am weak, my friends are super strong

He took off the woman's costume and put on ordinary man's clothes, took off the oil paint on his face, and washed his face with clean water, revealing a cold face, which was very different from the woman's sexy and enchanting dress.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Hua Lou has become accustomed to splitting her life apart, half of which is herself, and the other half is Xiyuan's top card.

Everyone has almost left, and the lively theater is deserted now, and he can't remember how many nights he has spent by himself.

No matter who sees him now, I'm afraid they won't be able to connect him with the laughing and angry Cui Yingying on the stage.

After saying hello to the disciple who closed the door, he carried a lamp and walked slowly towards the house alone.

The other disciples all lived in the opera garden, but he insisted on moving out, and Zhang Shiyin didn't let him go, so he got up earlier than other disciples every day, and went to bed later than other disciples at night.

There was no one on the empty street, he walked through the alley alone, saw two men talking, and subconsciously hid in a corner.

In a hidden corner, a tall man was pushing another boy who was slightly shorter than him against the wall. From his angle, he could only see a thin white hand pulling the man's hair.

The two of them were probably afraid of being heard by others, so the noise they made was very small. The tall man was bent over, and his tight back was smooth and full of strength.

Although Hualou likes to pretend to be a woman, she is not interested in this kind of love between men, and at most she can mock the world.

Just as he was about to leave quietly without disturbing the two of them, he suddenly heard a familiar voice with some panting at the end, "No more."

Due to their own reasons, their profession is very sensitive to sound. Hualou squinted his eyes and looked carefully for a long time before seeing a familiar corner of clothes under the tall man.

He didn't think much about it, he just thought that Yu Lansong was being bullied, so the next question became whether he should meddle in this nosy business.

To be honest, Yu Lansong's appearance is quite in line with his aesthetics, but it is not enough to ask him to help. He is often harassed as a woman in the theater, and he can hardly protect himself in this world, let alone protect others.

Originally he lifted his feet to go back, but the image of the young man lying on the window sill watching him sing and applauding him with a smile flashed in his mind. He suddenly changed direction.

He grabbed the man's arm, "Dude, didn't you hear him say he didn't like this?"

He Yi was lowering his head and talking to Yu Lansong in a low voice, when he was pulled away suddenly, he frowned dissatisfiedly. He looked Hualou up and down, then turned to ask the person beside him, "Who is this? You are a new traitor husband?"

Yu Lansong was really a little confused this time, he looked at Hualou timidly and then stammered, "I...I don't know either."

Only then did Hualou realize that she had misunderstood the relationship between the two of them, and frowned, "I'm Hualou, do you know each other?"

Yu Lansong's eyes widened again in disbelief, and her rosy and wet lips were slightly parted when someone kissed her, looking a little cute, "It's you, Sister Hualou...brother."

He Yi also went to the theater today, so he naturally knew him. Unlike Yu Lansong, he recognized the man immediately.

He was not very interested in Hualou at first, but suddenly he smelled the familiar scent of perfume on a light man in the air, and he casually hugged Yu Lansong's shoulders.

She lowered her head and gritted her teeth in his ear, "I told you not to be cheated by women, so you should be cheated by men, right?"

Yu Lansong, "..."

How dare Yu Lansong speak.

Hualou nodded to him, "Since you know each other, it's fine, I'll go first."

As soon as the words were finished, without warning, the young man who was standing in front of him suddenly fell to the side and was caught by the man beside him.

There was no surprise on He Yi's face, but irritability was written between the sharp eyebrows. He picked him up and raised his eyebrows at Hualou, "Is there anything else?"

Hualou's eyes fell on the face of the person in his arms, and asked suspiciously, "Did he faint from your kiss?"

He didn't mean anything else, he was really asking this question seriously, but he couldn't help but see that after hearing his words, the veins in the man's head were throbbing, and he looked like he was on the verge of patience.Yu Lansong is already familiar with the road this time.

After fainting, he suddenly appeared in the courtyard of the Lin Mansion again, and looked at Young Master Lin who was standing by the well.

Compared to the last time he saw him, Young Master Lin was much thinner, his complexion was pale, there was a deep melancholy in his eyes, and he looked like he had no love in his life.

Yu Lansong's expression changed immediately, he trotted over and hugged Young Master Lin's waist, and yelled, "Young Master, don't be overthinking, life is still very beautiful, don't give up life just because of a setback."

Master Lin, "..."

He pulled Yu Lansong away a little helplessly, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Yu Lansong was in his arms, stared blankly at him for a few seconds and then asked, "You didn't want to jump into the well, didn't you think about it?"

"Why can't I think about it?" Young Master Lin put his cold hand on his forehead, "Have a fever? Well, after all, can ghosts get sick too?"

Yu Lansong took his hand off and asked hesitantly, "Have you finished the exam?"

Young Master Lin shook his head, "Not yet, where have you been all this time? I thought..."

Thought you disappeared and never came back.

Yu Lansong let out an "uh", feeling that it was a bit troublesome to explain to him, so she simply chose to play dumb, "I don't know, I fell into the water, and I will forget about it after that."

"I'm sorry," Young Master Lin looked down at him, carefully holding his hand, "I shouldn't have left you alone on the boat, and I will definitely not lose you next time."

"I'm really glad you're back."

His joyful appearance made Yu Lansong inexplicably feel a little sad. He was embarrassed to say that he might disappear at any time, so he could only touch his nose.

He complained softly, "What were you doing by the well just now, you scared me to death."

Young Master Lin was stunned for a moment, knowing that he had misunderstood, he couldn't hold back, and smiled, "I'm just looking at the moon."

"I just told the moon that if I could meet you again, I would have no regrets in this life. I am willing to go to Huangquan now. You showed up just after I finished speaking."

He smiled, his beautiful eyes were clear, as if filled with moonlight, "Could it be that the gods heard my wish?"

Yu Lansong was a little awkward, "I'm back, haven't I?"

It may be that Yu Lansong disappeared once, and Master Lin has become more clingy than before. When reading a book, Yu Lansong should move within his sight range, and when he is resting, he will follow wherever Yu Lansong goes. .

Young master Lin knew that Yu Lansong liked flowers, so he bought a lot of flower seeds and came back, and picked a good weather to plant flowers with Yu Lansong.

When planting flowers, he insisted not to let Yu Lansong intervene, saying that he didn't want to get his hands dirty, so Yu Lansong sat cleanly by the side and watched him do it.

Master Lin held a shovel that didn't match his identity in his white hand, and opened a field in the yard, bent over and sprinkled the flower seeds in, and stepped on it twice after burying it.

Just after finishing, the servant girl brought a pot of fruit tea.

The original plan was to enjoy the cool and drink tea in the yard, but who knew that the originally sunny day suddenly turned cloudy, and the light rain turned into a torrential downpour, and the two of them hurriedly packed their things, getting soaked.

Yu Lansong was also a little dazed, he didn't expect to be drenched by the rain even after he had become a ghost.

Young Master Lin went to get a clean cloth towel, and when he came back and saw Yu Lansong still sitting there blankly, he couldn't laugh or cry.

The black hair stuck to his small snow-white face, and the rainwater slid down to his pointed chin. When he was about to fall, he raised his hand and wiped it indiscriminately. He was obedient and pitiful.

When he saw Yu Lansong for the first time, Yu Lansong claimed to be his wife, she was beautiful and soft, like a fragile flower swaying in the sun, he was dumbfounded at that time, and subconsciously answered.

Then I suddenly felt that it would be great if it was true.

A dry cloth towel fell on his head, and Yu Lansong could feel his scalp being gently rubbed. Young Master Lin asked in his ear, "Do you want to take a bath?"

Yu Lansong nodded slightly, and then heard him ask again, "Are we together?"

he,"……"

A question mark slowly formed in Yu Lansong's heart. If he understood correctly here, the two of them should take a... bath together?

As a somewhat conservative southerner, he still politely declined, "It's not suitable."

Some damp towels were suddenly lifted, and Young Master Lin also got in. The two of them were like two unwanted, wet cats, hiding under the same big cloth towel.

The two were very close, and Yu Lansong could see Master Lin's wet eyelashes sticking to his lower eyelids, and his eyes met. Master Lin suddenly hooked the corners of his mouth, and pressed his lips lightly forward.

His eyes were shining brightly, as if suddenly there was light.

Young Master Lin really understood it all too well, and he grasped these small movements just right, which was a scale that people couldn't bear to refuse. Even Yu Lansong suddenly felt that his sexuality was a little precarious.

He blinked, and smiled at Master Lin, "I'm just kidding, I've asked the maid to prepare water, you wash first, I'll wait for you outside."

Yu Lansong didn't know when Young Master Lin, who read sage books all day long, would like to make such jokes.

After taking a shower, Yu Lansong was looking for Young Master Lin everywhere in the front hall, but saw Young Master Lin who was drenched all over was talking to Young Master Lin, and even wiped away his tears, like an unwanted Poor puppy.

As soon as he looked up and saw Yu Lansong, his eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost, with tears still on his face, but he exclaimed happily, "So you're still here."

"What's the matter?" Yu Lansong asked Master Lin.

Young master Lin rubbed his temples with a headache, and young master Lin crackled like beans and said, "Mother wants to reconcile with father. I really don't know what she thinks, she must be crazy."

Yu Lansong was a little confused, but it was true that he had never seen Mrs. Lin since he first came to this dungeon, and now it seems that there is a reason.

Yu Lansong also heard them mention it, so she was a little puzzled, "Aren't Mrs. Lin and Mr. Lin always on good terms? Why do you want to reconcile?"

Young Master Lin bit his lower lip angrily, "It must be because of that vixen in Xiyuan! He took my mother's soul away!"

Young Master Lin frowned and reprimanded, "Shut up, when are you allowed to talk about mother's affairs?"

"It's clear that every time my mother goes to the West Garden, she always listens to that vixen's show, and my mother often goes to drink tea with him. Who knows what enchanting soup he poured on her!"

"I'm going to settle accounts with him!"

Before he could stop him, the rampant young master had already run out.

"You can't let him mess around. If you say it, others will talk about the Lin family." Young Master Lin didn't change his clothes, and he hurriedly picked up a bamboo umbrella.

Probably the last incident left him with a bad memory, so this time he hesitated and said to Yu Lansong, "Will you wait here for me to come back?"

Yu Lansong nodded to him, he looked more anxious than Young Master Lin, "Go, I'm afraid he will cause trouble."

Master Lin nodded solemnly, and chased him out.

This torrential rain lasted for two days. This night, Young Master Lin didn't come back, but a maid came to clean up every day as usual, and Yu Lansong couldn't go out, just wandering around the house like a ghost.

It wasn't until the third day that Young Master Lin came back. He didn't hold an umbrella and stood in the yard. The rain slid down his pale face, his figure was precarious, and his eyes were a little hollow.

Yu Lansong stood in the room and looked at him, and took two steps towards him, for fear that he would fall down accidentally.

When Young Master Lin saw him, his eyes slowly became focused. He forced a smile, which seemed to be crying, his lips twitched, and he only said four words, "Mother is gone."

I've been waiting for you, Yu Lansong swallowed this sentence, he was a little at a loss, and he didn't know how to comfort him.

Every step he took was heavy, but he still walked towards Yu Lansong firmly. There was water falling from his body in the room, winding into a water mark.

He was too cold, so he stretched out his hand, trying to hug Yu Lansong into his arms, but in vain.

The young man who stood there disappeared in front of him again like a dream he had dreamed alone.