Da Deyun

Tao Yang lived in the young master's yard, the smell of medicine covered the smell of blood, his whole body was still as pale as paper, but his condition was stable, and his injuries also improved.

Mr. Da was very busy during the day, and while he had Deyun Academy, he watched for Xiao Zhui. After dinner, he stayed in the study for two hours and decided to finish the copywriting in the teaching circle after two days.

It's already night, and this summer is slightly dry, and when one gets tired, one becomes more irritable and unable to rest early, the thought of the little cub being sent to the mansion with injuries this morning, makes Mr. Wang's heart ache.

The child was raised at home when he was a child, and he used to sleep in his arms without going back to his room after school was late.Speaking of the relationship between father and son, my husband and Tao Yang are much closer than our young master.

Rubbing his head, he walked to the children's yard without knowing it.Sighing at the gate of the courtyard, he lifted his foot and walked in.

The son fell asleep on the bed.Thinking about it, it's no wonder that he has been worried about the little boy for the past two days. He heard that he had been guarding the little boy non-stop when it rained last night, and this morning he made a big fuss in the Tao Mansion. Now he is tired after letting go of his breath. Can't hold it anymore?

The gentleman walked lightly, and walked slowly to the side of the bed, only to find that Tao Yang was awake, but did not move, looking down at the sleeping person beside the bed.

When Tao Yang raised his eyes, he was taken aback for a moment, then blinked at Mr. and showed a childish smile.

They are children, always have been.

Sir looked at him. .It seems to be back to the age when Tsing Yi Bu Shan was struggling, and brought a few children step by step to today; they were also like now, well-behaved and obedient, although they were sometimes mischievous and punished, they were always loved.Although I am strict, I never see them making a fuss. After crying, they still smile with crooked eyebrows and call them "Master" sweetly.

Tao Yang clenched his fist with his right hand, stretched out his index finger, and put it on his lips, signaling to be quiet; he poked in the direction of our young master, and laughed.

The gentleman smiled, raised his hand and poked Tao Yang on the forehead, as loving as ever.

Maybe it was because the corner of his clothes unintentionally brushed against Dalin's face when he was leaning over. He hadn't slept soundly, but he woke up immediately.Sitting up and rubbing his eyes, he saw the figure of his father clearly in front of him.

I was taken aback. .From frowning, to helplessness.

He was scared, really scared.

Atao has been seriously injured, and there is no need for anything else, and he cannot leave him anymore.

As a father, seeing his panic-stricken appearance, I felt sour from the bottom of my heart.

How on earth did he force the child to become so anxious that he couldn't even sleep comfortably, for fear that someone would hurt Tao Yang.

They are all children who have grown up by themselves. Why don't they feel distressed, but this is not their original intention.

The gentleman raised the corners of his mouth, gave him a blank look, and said in a relaxed tone: "You look hopeless."

The young master was taken aback again, but didn't speak.

"Fool!" Tao Yang smiled, poked the young master's arm, and said, "Master came to see me."

The husband is too lazy to fight with these two boys, anyway, now that the clouds are clear and the moon is bright, since they insist, let them go.Standing still beside the bed, he tapped Tao Yang on the head, like telling him not to be lazy when he was young, and said: "Take care of it, don't worry about anything else."

It was just a simple sentence of concern from the elders.Tao Yang's eyes turned red, and he took Mr.'s hand, not knowing whether to cry or laugh, and shouted in a thick voice: "Master..."

The gentleman smiled, patted his forehead, said no more, turned and left the room.

Looking at Master's back, Tao Yang felt extremely guilty, but he couldn't speak out because of his emotional distress.

The young master watched his father's back fade away, and quickly sat on the bed; put one hand on the back of his neck, and rubbed his forehead with the other.

Foolishly: "Does it hurt..."

"You and idiot!" Tao Yang laughed angrily at him, slapped his hand and gave him a blank look.

The young master was taken aback, still frowning, not relaxing at all.In fact, he doesn't know his father very well, as well as the old uncle and Tao Yang... They seem to be very strong, they can deal with everything calmly, and they still smile at everyone afterwards, as if drinking a glass of water on heart.

He can't because he's afraid.

Tao Yang looked at him.Frowning slightly, she swept her fingertips between his brows and comforted him: "It's okay, it's all over, and it will get better soon."

The young master pulled his hand down and held it in the palm of his hand. He lowered his eyes, not daring to let him see his red eyes.But when he lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on his deep and visible wounds, one after another, criss-crossing, bloody and bloody.

The young master closed his eyes, shook his head vigorously, and tried his best to suppress the trembling on his shoulders.

Leaning over to get closer, he raised his hand and put it lightly on Tao Yang's shoulder, being gentle and gentle for fear of hurting him.

"A Tao."

"Sorry…"

"I made you homeless."

In fact, I originally wanted to compromise.I don't want you to be sad. .But when I saw the welts all over my body, when I saw you covered in bruises, I just wanted to take you far away from here, away from everyone.

I'm not here, and they didn't treat you kindly, so how could they be willing to give up on you.

Perhaps the old uncle has not always been so calm; if something happens to Yang Jiu, he will be like me now.

Sorry, Tao, I want you to leave everyone and stay with me.

Instead of leaving you, help others.

Tao Yang patted the young master's shoulder comfortingly, and said in a thick voice: "Fool..."

He didn't dare to hug tightly any more, but just rubbed against Tao Yang's neck, sticking to his ear and promised word by word.

"It's okay if we don't separate."

"I will treat you very well..."

"We can make a lot of small fish lanterns in the future..."

"There are countless fireworks..."

Such simple, sincere and extremely solemn words. .It is the most important promise and joy in the heart of this gentle young man.

Tao Yang stared weakly, with a sickly and weak appearance, and muttered: "Then your green bamboo still has my name engraved..."

The young master's tears slid down his neck and into his body, hot and sour.

Letting go of his embrace, the young master tore off his belt, took off his coat, and opened his collar to expose his chest.

He took A Tao's hand and put it over his heart.

Tao Yang frowned, with some misty doubts.

The young master looked at him, his eyes were red, swollen and wet, he didn't say a word, just silently put his hand on his heart.

With a pause in his hand, Tao Yang held his breath, and his palm moved slightly, feeling the unevenness of his heart.

caress.

Tao Yang raised his back halfway and hugged him, tears welling up like a spring, sobbing uncontrollably.

"You idiot..."

The young master embraced him, feeling that the warmth was hard-earned, he frowned and closed his eyes, and buried half of his face in the socket of his neck, the corners of his eyes were moist.

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Your name is engraved on my heart, let alone a few green bamboos. ~.