Looking at the bright moon

The rain fell intermittently for a week, and Wen Mingyu's car drove back to Longyuan after eleven o'clock at night.The housekeeper took his coat and hat, followed Wen Mingyu through the outer hall, and said, "Master, the master ordered the kitchen to make supper and has been waiting for you."

Wen Mingyu was about to go directly to Dongyuan, but when he heard what he said, she couldn't help but frowned, glanced at her watch, and said, "It's almost twelve o'clock, why don't you persuade him to go to bed, and tell him to wait for me to do something. "The housekeeper hit a snag, so he had to smile and said: "I have persuaded the young master many times, but he is only willing to listen to you."

If it was normal, Wen Mingyu would definitely go to Yongtang directly when she heard this sentence.But tonight he still returned to Dongyuan, went into the room and changed into a long gown, then he buttoned it up and walked out slowly.Seeing his attire, the housekeeper asked in surprise, "Are you going out later?"

"I'll go to the hospital to have a look and ask the driver to wait for me at the gate." Wen Mingyu ordered this, and then went to the small side hall near Yongtang's residence.At this time, the night was very deep, and the sky had just been washed by rain, and the part illuminated by a crescent moon showed a very bright and moist blue.Wen Mingyu walked alone on a path paved with gravel, and was blown by the cold and damp night wind filled with the fragrance of magnolia for a few blows, which somewhat dissipated the troubles he had accumulated in the past few days.When he walked outside the side hall, he found that the windows there were open, the lights were on inside, and two people were talking.

Yongtang lay crooked on the sofa, hugging his legs, as if in a daze.A young man in military uniform was sitting beside him, holding a cup and taking a few sips, then handed it to Yongtang, and said: "You are so delicate, milk is too hot to drink. Take it, it's not hot now. "

"Help me drink it, I have a toothache," Yongtang replied sullenly, turning his head in another direction.

But the young man said: "Since you ordered me, there is no reason for me to work in vain. Drink quickly." After being reprimanded by him, Yongtang took the cup, stared at him and said, "You just rely on it." He is a few years older than me, and always puts on the airs of an elder." Hearing this, the young man immediately raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, his face was very handsome, and the corners of his eyes drooped slightly, and he looked beyond his age gloomy and grim.Now laughing like this, finally showing a bit of childishness.

Wen Mingyu didn't listen any more, he walked in slowly, and said, "You want it too, why do you always need to be restrained by others like a child?"

The two people in the hall heard his voice and immediately stood up at the same time.Yongtang called "Uncle", and was about to run towards Wen Mingyu, but then he seemed to think of something, and slowly stopped, standing not far from him, watching him cautiously.

The young man is called Yue Shangying, he is the youngest son of Yue Duanming, commander of the Yannan Garrison, Wen Mingyu has close contacts with the other's father, the relationship between the young man and him is naturally closer than ordinary people.When he saw Wen Mingyu, he was much calmer than Yongtang, and called out with a smile, "Uncle Wen." Wen Mingyu nodded to him, and asked, "Didn't you follow your father to Jin'an, when did you come back?"

Yue Shangying looked at Yongtang, and replied: "My father received your news, and let me take the train back to Yancheng that night. I can't stay at home, so I came to visit Yongtang." After he said this In a word, Wen Mingyu has not yet expressed an opinion, but Yongtang has already said: "What's 'visiting', it is clearly 'surveillance'."

Wen Mingyu heard them arguing, she couldn't help shaking her head, and said to Shang Ying: "You can rest here tonight, you two are about the same age, you can talk together." Shang Ying agreed, and Yong Tang who was standing next to him sensed the meaning of his words. Seeing that Wen Mingyu was dressed to go out, his expression changed immediately, and he asked in a low voice, "Uncle, where are you going?"

Wen Mingyu naturally knew what Yongtang was thinking.He waved to Yongtang and said, "Come here."

Ever since the kidnapping incident ended, Yongtang has been timid to face his uncle.He knew very well that he had caused a catastrophe this time, and he was afraid that he would be blamed by Wen Mingyu, so he became more honest in front of Wen Mingyu than ever before.He walked to his uncle, and saw Wen Mingyu reached out and touched his head.

"I've been so busy these days, I've been cleaning up the mess for you." Wen Mingyu lowered her head, stretched out her hand and pinched Yongtang's face: "Now you can go to rest obediently and let me save a little time, is that okay?"

Wen Yongtang raised his head, and seeing Wen Mingyu smiled very gently at him, he immediately covered the half of his face that had been pinched, and begged a little aggrieved: "Then remember to come back to accompany me when you're done with your work."

Wen Mingyu was noncommittal, just said: "Then I won't bother you." After saying that, he left the side hall and went to Anping Hospital by car.The first-class ward where Sheng Huan is located has been strictly guarded inside and out, and only certain people can enter and leave.A nurse was adjusting the IV in the ward when Wen Mingyu pushed the door and entered. The nurse was only in his 20s and had never been in contact with any important person before.

Sheng Huan's hands were covered with snow-white bandages, and they were placed outside the quilt, with their eyes closed motionless, as if they were fast asleep.Wen Mingyu walked over to have a look at him, and saw that Sheng Huan's face was still pale and bluish, with sweat dripping from his forehead, and his hair was wet, so he frowned and asked, "Why is his complexion still so bad?"

The nurse couldn't figure out the relationship between him and Sheng Huan, saying they were relatives, the two of them didn't look alike at all.If it was anything else, she didn't dare to think about it, so she lowered her head and replied in a voice like a mosquito gnat: "This little gentleman has been sleeping restlessly for the past few days. Whenever he closes his eyes, he will have nightmares. He just woke up." It was so hard to fall asleep."

Wen Mingyu heard the words, couldn't help but sighed lightly, and said to the guard: "You go out."

When there were only him and Shenghuan left in the room, Wen Mingyu sat down on the chair beside the bed, first sat quietly for a while, then set his eyes on Shenghuan's face, and looked at him carefully again.When the young man fell asleep, the usual coldness disappeared from his face. His two dark and thick eyelashes drooped down quietly, and his thin lips were tightly pressed together. He looked a bit cute.Wen Mingyu looked at Sheng Huan motionlessly, and couldn't help but think in her heart: Isn't this child similar to me at all?

He was concentrating on this question when Sheng Huan, who was lying on the bed, suddenly let out a heavy breath and frowned.As if he was afraid of the cold, he kept shrinking into the quilt, and his face was sweating profusely.Seeing this, Wen Mingyu wanted to pull down the quilt for him, but when she stretched out her hand, she realized that the other person's body was shaking violently, as if caught in a nightmare.

Sheng Huan didn't know what he dreamed of, and his breathing became heavier and faster, even with a thin trembling sound.Seeing that he was so uncomfortable, Wen Mingyu hesitated for a moment, then stretched out her hand to wipe the sweat from Sheng Huan's forehead.As soon as the limbs of the two touched, Sheng Huan trembled again, and a vague voice came out of his throat.Wen Mingyu listened for a while, and finally realized that Sheng Huan was calling for help.

But after he finished saying the word help, when it was his turn to call for help, Sheng Huan's voice became blurred again. At first Wen Mingyu thought he was still in a dream, so he couldn't tell clearly.But after listening to two or three more sentences, he suddenly understood that it was not because of the dream.

Sheng Huan didn't know who to ask for help at all. In his dream, he couldn't find anyone to ask for help, so he couldn't say those words.

Wen Mingyu couldn't bear the thought of Sheng Huan having to dream like this every day.He directly sat on the edge of the bed, bent down, and whispered softly in Sheng Huan's ear: "Are you having a nightmare? Wake up, I'm coming to see you."

He called several times in a row, but Sheng Huan still didn't wake up.Wen Mingyu just wanted to push him to wake him up, but before he stretched out his hand, Sheng Huan seemed to sense his approach, and he snuggled up directly, like a small animal afraid of the cold, with his head directly on Wen Mingyu's lap rub.

Wen Mingyu hadn't been so close to anyone for a long time, and when she saw this, she was stunned for a while, subconsciously trying to push Sheng Huan away.However, as soon as Sheng Huan got close to him, he stopped trembling, and his face eased a lot, and he returned to the obedient and quiet appearance just now, almost making Wen Mingyu think that he did it on purpose.

But Wen Mingyu knew very well that Sheng Huan was not Yongtang, so she never dared to take advantage of such loopholes.He just sat there motionless for a while, looked down at Sheng Huan again, and finally straightened his gauze-wrapped hands for him helplessly, and said in a low voice, "Just treat it as what I owe you."