Looking at the bright moon

In the middle of the night, Sheng Huan turned over in the quilt, and heard another clear grunt from his abdomen.

Today's dinner was only a piece of cold steamed bun and half a bowl of soup. The old lady went to the kitchen to ask why, but was turned away.This kind of situation has happened several times in the past few days. It is obvious that someone deliberately teased her. The old lady is very upset for Sheng Huan, but she can only complain a few words, there is no other way.In Long Garden, there are only a handful of people who dare to embarrass Sheng Huan, Wen Mingyu obviously has no reason to torment Sheng Huan, the one remaining must be Young Master Wen.

Sheng Huan also knew very well that Wen Yongtang came to the door for the first time to find trouble, but he suffered a disadvantage, and probably would not continue to confront him head-on, so he wanted to use this method to make things difficult.Young Master Wen's move was very clever. Most of the servants in Longyuan only obeyed his orders, and Sheng Huan knew that he did it, so he couldn't make any resistance.After all, the only person who can discipline Young Master Wen is Wen Mingyu, the young master of Long Garden, but where does Wen Mingyu have the leisure to take care of such things?

When she was young, Sheng Huan was often hungry, so she was very afraid of this taste.He endured it for a few days, and finally he didn't intend to sit still, and wanted to go to the kitchen to find any leftovers to fill his stomach.

He got up with his clothes on and sneaked out the door.The severe winter night was extremely cold, Sheng Huan shuddered a few times as soon as he went out, and wrapped himself tightly in the cotton coat.Pale moonlight slanted into the long corridor, and the empty corridor was completely silent, only the bamboo shadows swaying slightly.The night in Chunhua Lane has never been so extravagantly quiet. After nightfall, it is its bustling time. Sheng Huan is often woken up by various unbearable sounds in his sleep. When he really can't fall asleep, he will sit quietly by the window. While looking at the moon, I occasionally see Sheng Yunyi coming out of the house.

Even though he was in the dust, Sheng Yunye still maintained some of the temperament of a young lady.She loves to be clean, and after receiving guests, she must fetch hot water to take a bath.The madam Zhao Siniang treated her very tolerantly, for no other reason than Sheng Yunye's business was really good, and there was never a shortage of big spenders.Sheng Yunyi is beautiful, and she was a wealthy daughter who once went abroad. Among the men who chased her, there were one or two regular customers who treated each other sincerely and wanted to redeem her life. Unfortunately, Zhao Siniang refused to let go of this cash cow and threw it away All of them are sky-high prices that customers often cannot afford. As time goes by, no one is unaware of the taste.

No matter how beautiful the color is, it will also fade. After Sheng Yunyi turned 25, there are very few people who come here because of the name, and the door is very deserted.In a few years, Sheng Yunyi followed an elderly wealthy businessman, played cards and drank heavily every day, even smoked opium, spent all his savings, and finally contracted syphilis, and couldn't even pay for the medicine.

Zhao Siniang thought about her old friendship, and lent her several sums of money one after another, but when she found that Sheng Yunye had no money to repay, she stopped talking to her.While Sheng Yunyi was suffering from illness, he fell into a cigarette addiction again, moaning and wailing in the room all day long.Sheng Huan stayed by Sheng Yunye's side to take care of her in order to repay the meager kindness of nurturing for the past 16 years.Sheng Yunye woke up from a coma one day, first stared at him for a while, and then asked Sheng Huan to join his biological father.

At that time, Sheng Yun was restrained, his eyes were cloudy, like a withered flower.She breathed out long and short, and said with difficulty: "Do you think that you will be free after I die? It's a good idea! Zhao Siniang has drawn up the deed of sale, and when I die, she will put it Put your fingerprint on it and sell you for a good price."

Sheng Yunni's tone changed from high to low, but his gaze was firmly fixed on Sheng Huan, and he giggled and said, "If at that time, I really want Wen Mingyu to see what happened to his own son, his reaction must be very shocking." I am happy."

Sheng Huan couldn't get used to her crazy appearance, so he tried to shake her off with a cold face.Sheng Yunyi was pushed to the head of the bed, and climbed up on all fours, hugging Shenghuan's waist and crying: "Go and beg your heartless father, he took you in, you You don't have to be sold out!" She grabbed the corner of Sheng Huan's clothes, with only a thin layer of skin covering the bones of her five fingers, she whimpered: "He has no affection for me, and he can't treat you the same. No. Dear son, for the sake of my birth of you, go to Wen Mingyu quickly, and I will return you to him and ask him to give me some money. If I don’t take another puff of cigarettes, my mother will die..."

This was Sheng Huan's first time hearing the other party call him "good son". He was surprised, but also felt a strange nausea.He knew that Sheng Yunye's begging was for his own cigarette addiction, but he couldn't refuse.What Sheng Yunyi said is not wrong, he really needs a place where he can shelter himself now, and Longyuan is the perfect choice.

He tried his best to find out Wen Mingyu's whereabouts, but many subsequent actions ended in failure.What a big man Wen Mingyu is, and Sheng Huan, as an unknown person, it is so difficult to get close to him.Sheng Huan was often dismissed as a lunatic before breaking through the airtight protection around him.For the last time, he desperately stopped Wen Mingyu's car, risking his life to force him to stop the car.

It was raining heavily that day, and Sheng Huan was so drenched that he couldn't open his eyes, lying on the dirty ground in an extremely embarrassing state.Wen Mingyu's driver poked his head out of the car window, scolded him violently, and made a gesture to run the car over him.Sheng Huan remained motionless, and stubbornly raised his head, staring at the windshield of the car, as if to exchange his life for Wen Mingyu's words.

In the end, his exchange was still unsuccessful, but because of this, he met the butler of Longyuan.

After hearing about his situation, Wen Mingyu really asked the housekeeper to donate a sum of money to Sheng Yunyi, but Sheng Huan had just returned to Chunhua Lane, and what she saw was Sheng Yunyi's cold body, and the money eventually became her. Burial expenses.

In this way, Sheng Huan came to his biological father in a daze.

A gust of cool wind blows on Shenghuan's face, awakening him from his memories.Sheng Huan sighed and realized that he was very close to the kitchen before he knew it.

He was trying to find a way to sneak in, when he suddenly heard a commotion from the direction of the gate, and in a blink of an eye, a group of people had passed through the aisle, just in time to meet Sheng Huan who had no time to escape.

Wen Mingyu was dressed in a crisp black suit and overcoat, her hair was combed back neatly, revealing a beautiful face like a bright moon, looking much colder than usual.Even though he has a pair of naturally smiling eyes, he can't hold back his aggressive aura, which makes people feel a little timid when they see him.After discovering Sheng Huan, Wen Mingyu paused, and all the people behind him stopped, looking at him together.

After a while, Wen Mingyu said, "What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"

Sheng Huan felt very uncomfortable and couldn't tell the truth in front of many people, so he lied: "I can't sleep, go out for a walk"

Before Wen Mingyu could speak, several bodyguards behind the other party had already laughed out loud, including Xu Hancheng, who couldn't help laughing and said: "It's terrible, at such a young age, why are you still as concerned as the old man?"

Wen Mingyu also had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and looked at him without saying a word.Sheng Huan was very guilty, guessing that the other party probably saw through his lies and was thinking of some way to play tricks on him.

"Lying is not a good habit." Sure enough, Wen Mingyu was not deceived, and said with a smile, "If you refuse to tell me the truth, I will make you stand here until dawn."

After saying that, he waited for a few seconds. Seeing that Sheng Huan was still silent, he randomly named two bodyguards and pointed at Sheng Huan: "Keep an eye on him, and put this kid back in the morning."

Seeing that the other party didn't intend to make a joke at all, Sheng Huan was a little anxious. He was so hungry that his feet were weak, so he didn't have the strength to stay here until dawn.Seeing that Wen Mingyu turned to leave, Sheng Huan hurriedly followed, grabbed a piece of the other's clothes, and called, "Mr. Wen!"

Wen Mingyu glanced condescendingly, with a calm expression, neither smiling nor angry, very alienated.Sheng Huan exchanged glances with him, and the words he wanted to say were immediately stuck in his throat. He just felt that his current behavior was really boring, and Wen Mingyu didn't seem to have the time to listen to his explanation.

Just as Sheng Huan withdrew his hand, he suddenly saw Xu Hancheng behind Wen Mingyu winking his eyes at him and pursing his mouth, which meant for him to continue talking.

After all, Sheng Huan didn't want to be forced to stand, so he grabbed Wen Mingyu's coat tightly again, and whispered, "I'm hungry."

Wen Mingyu's subordinates are not like Longyuan's servants. They often go out, and most of them have never seen Shenghuan, and they don't even know his identity. Now that they heard this beautiful young man talking with the young master, their expressions became ambiguous , one by one bowed their heads and hands, or looked left and right, pretending to be a transparent air.

Xu Hancheng sent out a timely reminder: "Third Master, didn't the housekeeper make the kitchen prepare supper? Why don't you take the young master with you?"

Wen Mingyu said coldly: "Do I need your advice on what I do?"

Xu Hancheng's expression changed, and he became one of the members who lowered his head and lowered his hands, not daring to speak any more.

Sheng Huan thought that the other party didn't want to talk to him, and felt a little sad in his heart. He was about to stand beside him silently, when he heard Wen Mingyu say: "Come here, Mr. Wen won't be able to afford you a meal."

Sheng Huan was stunned for a moment before realizing that Wen Mingyu had let him go, and he was indeed a reasonable person.As soon as he thought of this sentence, Sheng Huan had an unbearable smile, which almost made him smile, but he soon realized his abnormality, quickly recovered his cold face, stopped and looked at Wen Mingyu's face from a distance. back view.

He realized that this person seemed to have some kind of mysterious and irresistible attraction to him, which had nothing to do with blood relationship, and was even more private and ulterior than blood relationship.Sheng Huan was drawn by this force, and often wanted to understand Wen Mingyu more deeply. He knew that this was really a wrong idea, but if he could control himself, he wouldn't be bothered by it.

Sheng Huan took a step back, his instinct awakened his sense of crisis, he felt that he should not have any more contact with the other party.

Wen Mingyu stopped on the steps, turned to look at him, the moonlight cast a deep and stern shadow on the other's face, only a pair of eyes were particularly clear.Wen Mingyu's pupils seemed to be a bright river reflected in the night, and the starlight was broken in the water patterns, rippling cold and gentle waves.

"Hiding so far, are you afraid that I will eat you?" Wen Mingyu smiled, and couldn't help coughing a few times, the hoarse sweetness in her voice became more and more obvious: "Don't worry, I haven't eaten yet people."

Perhaps bewitched by the consolation in the other party's words, Sheng Huan didn't have time to think about it. After recovering, he found that he was already sitting in the same room with Wen Mingyu.

The room is still covered with soft and thick carpets, and there is a set of oak wine cabinets, which looks like a small side hall.Wen Mingyu's bodyguards were all scattered, only Xu Hancheng was left.The servants on duty at night came in and out, busy lighting the charcoal basin and preparing the hand stove. The orange light flowed out from under the glass lampshade like water, and the whole room soon became much warmer and brighter.Wen Mingyu took off his coat, threw it to Xu Hancheng behind him, sat down on a soft chair, and slowly drank a cup of freshly brewed hot tea.

Sheng Huan stood beside him, dazed and awkward, without Wen Mingyu's approval, he didn't dare to sit with him casually.

"Don't be in a daze, please sit down." Wen Mingyu seemed to sense Sheng Huan's embarrassment, and said jokingly.He crossed his legs, held a hand stove in both hands, and looked at Shenghuan quietly: "What do you want to eat?"

There seemed to be countless sharp claws tearing at each other in Shenghuan's stomach. When he heard the sensitive word "eat", he didn't care about his reserve, and replied without thinking: "Anything is fine."

Unexpectedly, Wen Mingyu frowned, looking quite distressed: "It's eleven o'clock, eating too much is hard to digest, let's have porridge."

He obviously took care of Wen Yongtang all the year round and developed a habit of loving discipline, but he didn't know it.Sheng Huan was taken care of unconsciously by him, and he was a little at a loss. Although he was reluctant to drink porridge, he sat silently opposite Wen Mingyu, looking down at his toes.

After Wen Mingyu said the previous few words, she lost interest in talking to him, and sat alone drinking tea.He didn't make a sound, and everyone else lost the right to speak. The room was so silent that the sound of the trees being blown by the night wind could be heard.A few minutes later, Sheng Huan straightened his stiff neck and quietly glanced at Wen Mingyu beside him, wanting to spy on her emotions.

Fortunately, there was no impatience in Wen Mingyu's expression. If his presence would make the other party feel a little displeased, Sheng Huan would not bother her any longer.After being encouraged by this point, he did not look away, but peeked more boldly.Sheng Huan tried his best to find some resemblance to himself from the other person's face, but no matter how he looked at it or from which angle he turned, he clearly realized that he and Wen Mingyu were not like father and son at all in terms of appearance.

Sheng Huan breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably. Although he knew that the person in front of him was his biological father, he was not used to this strange relationship at all.If he really found out the similarity in appearance between the two, the feeling would be the same as hearing Sheng Yunni call him "good son" again.

Not long after, several servants brought in the supper, which was indeed a pot of hot porridge and a few dishes of side dishes.At the same time as the servant lifted the lid of the bowl, the warm and mellow aroma mixed with seafood and rice rose up, warm and warm on Sheng Huan's face, and immediately drew all his attention away.He stared at the porridge for a long while before remembering to look up at Wen Mingyu cautiously.

Wen Mingyu filled a bowl slowly and said without raising his head: "At this time, do you still have to wait for me to say a few polite words?"

As expected, Sheng Huan was no longer polite to the other party, he didn't care about the heat, and started eating in a daze.After an unknown amount of time, the cold air in Sheng Huan's body due to hunger was finally suppressed, and his body became much warmer.When he put down the empty bowl again and raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, he suddenly realized that the room was very quiet, and Xu Hancheng who was opposite him was staring at him quietly, as if he had been staring at him for a long time.

It would be unbearable for anyone to bear such a straightforward look.Sheng Huan was no exception. He straightened his back, habitually became defensive due to nervousness, and stared back coldly with a straight face.

Xu Hancheng shook his head suddenly, showing a look of irony, and asked: "Young master, haven't you eaten today? It's only been a few hours since dinner, why are you so hungry?"

He originally wanted to make a joke about Shenghuan's eating, but unexpectedly, it happened to be right in his words.Sheng Huan nodded no, shook his head no, pushed the bowl and chopsticks, got up and bowed to Wen Mingyu, and said, "Thank you Mr. Wen, I'm full, can I go back and rest?"

Xu Hancheng knew that Sheng Huan had always had such an indifferent attitude towards people, so he was too lazy to argue with him, and he no longer asked himself to be bored, but Wen Mingyu, who was quietly drinking tea, looked over in a blink of an eye and sized him up thoughtfully for a while.

"Is it because you are not used to eating today's food, or because you are unwell and have no appetite? You have only been in Longyuan for a few days, and you can be regarded as half of the guests. It is rude to let the guests not eat enough." Wen Mingyu said slowly: "If there is If you have any inconvenience, you can take this opportunity to tell me, and I will solve it for you."

There seemed to be a different kind of deep meaning in his words, Sheng Huan was slightly surprised, and raised his head to meet Wen Mingyu's gaze.

Wen Mingyu's eyes are sharp and clear, like a mirror reflecting Sheng Huan's thoughts.With just one glance, Sheng Huan immediately felt that he had vented himself. The other party had obviously guessed the truth long ago. The few words he just said were just asking questions knowingly and wanting to hear his answer.

Sheng Huan was hesitating whether to tell the truth or not, when he heard the door slam behind him, a servant came forward with a purple sand cup, put it in Wen Mingyu's hand, and then quietly left.

Looking at that thing, Wen Mingyu revealed an expression of disgust that she had never seen before, she hid a few inches away, and didn't even bother to pursue Sheng Huan any more.

Sheng Huan smelled the smell of herbs wafting from the purple sand cup, and guessed that it was probably the medicinal soup that the kitchen had prepared for Wen Mingyu, but he did not expect that a dignified and stable adult like Wen Mingyu would be as afraid of taking medicine as a child , I couldn't help but feel novel and interesting, and couldn't help but glance at the other party again.

Xu Hancheng coughed a few times and reminded: "Third Master, it's time for you to drink your medicine."

"I'm not in a hurry, why are you in a hurry." Wen Mingyu didn't move: "If you want me to say, these things are just a way to comfort yourself, there is no harm, and there is not much benefit, why do you use it to torture me every day? "

He said this as if he was lying, and even said the word torture, as if the medicine was really something terrible, Sheng Huan thought to himself, if the person who supervised Wen Mingyu was himself, maybe he couldn't bear to do it again. persecuted.

However, Xu Hancheng was unmoved, and said without changing his face: "Since there is no harm, please drink it."

Wen Mingyu sighed, dissatisfied: "Hancheng, why did you talk to me, there are no rules!"

Even though he said so, he lifted the lid of the bowl, and the bitter smell of herbs overflowed, making Wen Mingyu frowned.He blew away the hot air, hesitating for a moment, his eyes just caught Sheng Huan who was secretly watching this side.Sheng Huan couldn't dodge in time, he blinked a few times guilty of guilt, and let Wen Mingyu examine himself.

Wen Mingyu said: "Do you want to try it? It contains hawthorn and rock sugar, and it's not too bad to drink."

His tone was serious, not like a joke at all.Sheng Huan didn't expect Wen Mingyu to ask such a question. Besides being absurd, Sheng Huan felt very funny at the same time. He quickly shook his head, as if what the other party was holding was not a medicinal soup, but a bowl of arsenic.

Xu Hancheng cleared his throat heavily, and called out as a warning: "Master."

Wen Mingyu sighed again, lowered his eyes, and slowly lowered his head to drink the medicine.He really hated the smell of herbs, and he had to rest for a long time every time he swallowed it. After drinking it, he found that Sheng Huan was staring at him intently, his eyes were shining brightly, and there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, which taught him to see. Startled.

This is the first time Wen Mingyu has seen Sheng Huan's smile. This child's smile is very different from Sheng Yunyi's. He has a pair of quiet eyes, like the surface of a lake with broken ice in early spring. It is very deserted.

The two looked at each other, and Sheng Huan was the first to be defeated. He was afraid that his gaze would anger the other party, so he immediately suppressed his smile, lowered his head as if admitting his mistake, and whispered: "I didn't mean to see you."

But a hand came over and pinched his chin. The fingertips were warm and rough, covered with a thin layer of calluses, and seemed to have a faint medicinal fragrance.

Sheng Huan didn't have time to react, he obeyed the opponent's strength and raised his head, saw Wen Mingyu's half body tilted to this side, and said in a hoarse and low voice: "Little friend, it's no fun to keep a straight face all day long, you should smile more."

There was a gentle night in his eyes, and Sheng Huan fell into them unexpectedly, feeling his heart beating like a drum, as if he was frozen, unable to move anywhere.Wen Mingyu dropped these words, and quickly withdrew his hand, as if he didn't take the teasing just now to heart.

In the end, Sheng Huan couldn't remember how he left. He walked in the corridor in a trance, and a gust of cold wind blew through, which pulled back a few wisps of his soul.

Sheng Huan stopped, slowly and carefully raised his hand, touched his chin with his fingertips, and groped along the place Wen Mingyu had touched.

It was as if charcoal was burning under his skin, and his hands were burning everywhere. Sheng Huan touched his ears, and suddenly squeezed five fingers tightly. When he saw Wen Mingyu's gloomy and resentful expression, the words Sheng Yunyi most often mentioned to this man were "poor heart" and "unlucky death".

One day Sheng Huan came back late, and quietly passed by Sheng Yun's window, and found that the light in her room was still on, and there was a weak and mournful cry from inside,

Sheng Huan subconsciously glanced into the window, and saw Sheng Yunni huddled in the corner of the bed with disheveled hair, holding two pages of yellowed letter paper in his hand, crying with tears all over his face, just like a very sad woman. little girl.

The next day, he went to clean the other party's room and picked up a few pieces of debris from the charcoal basin. The words and sentences were no longer clear due to the flames. After a lot of effort, Sheng Huan finally recognized the four small characters at the end.

Mingyu said.

This is Wen Mingyu's ink.

The temperature on his face slowly receded, Sheng Huan let the cold wind blow for a long time, and scolded himself in a low voice: "No prospect,"