Transmigrated to become the Tyrant’s Male Concubine - Chapter 148

    Wen Chi thought for a while before he remembered that he had said such a thing, and he had indeed left here, but when he went out, he realized that the scenery here is extremely beautiful, but it is also extremely remote, The front is the cliff, the back is the woods.

    Wen Chi walked in the woods for a long time without seeing a single figure, even if he was a lone ghost, he would be afraid, so he came back bleak after a circle.

    But he will never admit his cowardice!

    “What are you looking at? If I go to other places to see, wouldn’t you be the only one left here?” Those two dumb maids don’t like to pay attention to you, only I am willing to talk to you mercifully, I am gone, you are afraid that you will not even have a person to talk to.”

    Shi Ye said without looking back, “It’s not uncommon.”

    “Hey! You child, it’s too unpleasant to talk!”

    Wen Chi angrily walked to the cabinet and stared at Shi Ye who was changing his clothes with wide almond eyes. He gestured to Shi Ye’s forehead, but unfortunately he couldn’t touch it.

    Shi Ye has long been accustomed to his hairy hands and feet, without even raising his eyelids, he took off his clothes expressionlessly.

      It was impossible to find that Shi Ye had suffered so many injuries.

    “Honestly speaking, how did the injury on your body come from? It doesn’t look like it was bumped, but it looks like someone was beaten…”

    Before Wen Chi’s words were finished, Shi Ye swiped his face blankly and pulled the new one off, and also covered up those old injuries.

    Wen Chi was speechless for a while, thinking that he had always used his hot face to stick to the child’s cold **** like a licking dog, and felt really annoyed and aggrieved.

    “I don’t care about you yet!” Wen Chi said angrily, “Have you seen me care so much about others?”

    Shi Ye was sorting out his changed clothes. Hearing this, he raised his eyelids lightly: “Isn’t it because only I can see you?”

    “…”

    Wen Chi was speechless.

    That’s one reason… well, it’s 100%.

    But it’s not important, meeting is fate, fate made them meet, but this child treats him with such a bad attitude, it’s really deceiving!

    When Wen Chi was exhausted and approached, Shi Ye had closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep.

    It’s just that Shi Ye didn’t seem to be sleeping well, his crow feather-like eyelashes kept fluttering, and the corners of his mouth were pursed very tightly.

    Just now Wen Chi noticed that Shi Ye’s face was flushed abnormally, but now he looked closely and saw that the flush on Shi Ye’s face had spread to the roots of his ears.

    Wen Chi stared at Shi Ye for a while, suddenly realized something, and carefully reached out to touch Shi Ye’s face.

    Unfortunately, his hand passed directly through Shi Ye’s face.

    Wen Chi had no choice but to shout, “Child? You seem to have a fever. I can’t help you if I can’t touch you. Go find your parents yourself.”

    Shi Ye’s long eyelashes trembled twice, and after a while, he opened his eyes with great difficulty, and his scattered eyes slowly focused on Wen Chi’s face, he said, “Don’t worry about it. I.”

    Wen Chi almost spit out a mouthful of old blood, it’s not because he has a good heart, or he doesn’t bother to care whether this rude child is dead or alive, and his kindness is regarded as a donkey’s liver and lungs: “I I don’t want to care about you, I’m not afraid that you will die in front of me, although I have lost my memory, but I have not lost my principles, I am not someone who sees death without help.”

    Once Wen Chi became anxious, he would chat non-stop.

    Shi Ye slowly closed his eyes in his chattering voice.

    “Hey! Why did you fall asleep again?” Wen Chi shouted, “You can’t go on like this, you still need to take medicine to get better. I’ll find you while you still have strength. Parents.”

    Shi Ye closed his eyes and said, “That man is not my father.”

    Wen Chi was stunned: “Huh?”

    Shi Ye said in a cold tone: “He is my uncle, my mother’s twin brother.”

    “…” This sudden reversal caught Wen Chi Ying by surprise, he was silent for a while, and asked weakly, “That woman must be your mother, right?”

    Shi Ye hummed.

    Wen Chi is embarrassed.

    Not to mention that the twin brothers and sisters don’t look alike at all, in terms of their words and deeds, how are they like twin brothers and sisters? Clearly more like an old husband and wife.

    In Wen Chi’s cognition, ordinary brothers and sisters don’t kiss between the eyebrows or rub their ears from time to time like they do, and the atmosphere between them feels ambiguous.

    But Shi Ye said so, and it can’t be false. Although Shi Ye’s temperament is too cold, he is not a person who jokes about this kind of thing.

    Maybe I think too much…

    “Really? Hahahahahaha…” Wen Chi scratched his head, trying to hide his embarrassment with dry laughter, “It seems that your mother and your uncle have a really good relationship. it is good.”

    Shi Ye didn’t respond, and he didn’t know if he fell asleep or simply didn’t want to talk to him.

    Wen Chi urged several times, but Shi Ye was indifferent. Later, Wen Chi said that he was tired, and he was too lazy to say any more, so he walked around the room boredly—many times he couldn’t touch him When he got to the bed and chair, he could only stand or walk. Fortunately, as a lonely ghost, he didn’t feel tired, otherwise his legs would have been crippled long ago.

    In the second half of the night, after Wen Chi’s countless attempts, he finally touched the bed again.

    Wen Chi lay down on Shi Ye’s side lightly. Since Shi Ye didn’t have much space, in order not to fall off the bed, Wen Chi lay on his side and faced Shi Ye.

    He and Shi Ye are very close, if Shi Ye opens his eyes, he can see his face close at hand.

    Wen Chi looked at Shi Ye’s face for a moment, and suddenly found that he didn’t like Shi Ye who was sick at all. uncomfortable.

    Wen Chi got out of bed and tentatively touched the water basin that Shi Ye put on the shelf, and he could actually touch it!

    Even the handkerchief that Shi Ye put on the edge of the basin can be touched!

    Wen Chi was instantly delighted, and tapped the water in the basin with his fingertips. complex.

    He wet the handkerchief with water and put it on Shi Ye’s forehead.

    However, it didn’t take long for Pazi to be covered by Shi Ye’s forehead.

    Wen Chi had to re-wet the handkerchief every once in a while. Fortunately, he was always able to touch the basin and the handkerchief. Not only did he not feel tired, but he felt a lot more fulfilled— At least something was done.

    The rest of the time, he lay beside the bed and looked at Shi Ye’s sleeping face.

    He always felt that Shi Ye looked familiar, it should be someone he knew before his death, and even had a good relationship with him, but whenever he guessed like this, Shi Ye would mercilessly break his fantasy.

    Hey…

    What a kid.

    I’m still an arrogant and difficult child.

    Wen Chi was fascinated, until he felt a hand touch his head, then he suddenly recovered, and the next moment he met a pair of dark eyes.

    I don’t know when Shi Ye opened his eyes and looked at him steadily.

    Wen Chi stared at Shi Ye for a moment, then looked up and landed on Shi Ye’s hand on his head.

    “Fuck me!” Wen Chi was so excited that he wanted to stand up, but he was afraid of shaking Shi Ye’s hand. The excitement turned red, “Can you touch me? You can touch me!”

    Shi Ye didn’t speak, his expression and eyes were very light, his hand on Wen Chi’s head moved gently, as if stroking down Wen Chi’s hair.

    Wen Chi subconsciously rubbed his head in Shi Ye’s hand, he tried his best to suppress the already boiling joy in his heart, but he couldn’t help laughing: “Hahahahaha great, you I can finally meet me, so will I meet you too…”

    Speaking, he lightly tapped Shi Ye’s cheek with his fingertips.

    Soft and glutinous touch.

    Warm and warm to the touch.

     Familiar and Unfamiliar Familiar…

    In an instant, Wen Chi’s eyes were wet with tears.

    Shi Ye seemed to be startled by his sudden sadness, and quickly retracted the hand on his head, and a trace of panic flashed in his always indifferent eyes.

    “What are you crying for?”

    Wen Chi realized his gaffe, and felt so humiliated for the first time, he quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, forced a smile from the corner of his mouth and said, “It’s nothing, I just miss the days when I was a human being. “

    Shi Ye said ruthlessly: “You don’t even have the memory of being a human being, so what do you miss?”

    Wen Chi: “…”

    This dead child, if he can’t speak, sew his mouth.

    So Wen Chi got angry again.

    He is often angry with Shi Ye, but his anger comes and goes quickly, Shi Ye ignores him, he will be fine by himself for a while, and soon it will be like a dog skin plaster It seems to stick to Shi Ye.

    To say something very humble, Wen Chi is used to Shi Ye’s ignoring, but so what? Only Shi Ye can see him here. If he doesn’t stick to Shi Ye, he will digest the loneliness alone.

    Wen Chi tapped Shi Ye’s cheek twice with his fingertips as if to vent his anger. Before Shi Ye could react, he quickly slipped to the desk and vomited at Shi Ye. Tongue: “Hey, are you angry?”

    Shi Ye stared at him silently, then turned his head and closed his eyes: “Childish.”

    Wen Chixiu shamelessly akimbo: “I’m just childish.”

    Shi Ye was too lazy to pay attention to him.

    Wen Chi had nothing to do, so he stood by the desk and sulked. Can only stand.

    Standing for a while, a voice came from Shi Ye: “Come here.”

    Wen Chi snorted, he couldn’t pass, and he was not a puppy who would come and go when he was called, why should he listen to what Shi Ye said?

    I thought that Shi Ye would be quiet without a response, but Shi Ye was struggling to sit up from the bed.

    Shi Ye still had a fever, and his head was dizzy.

    Seeing this, Wen Chi immediately regretted it, and thought to himself, why bother with a seven or eight-year-old child? So he ran over and held Shi Ye down with a strong attitude.

    “What are you doing? You burn so badly, don’t mess around.” Wen Chi blew his beard and stared, quite paternalistic. Ye lost his temper, “Who made you not want to find a doctor? Then let’s get through it slowly.”

    Shi Ye was lying on the bed, looking at Wen Chi ignorantly.

    Wen Chi softened, sighed, picked up the handkerchief that fell beside the pillow and put it on Shi Ye’s forehead: “First let’s see if it can reduce the fever, if not, tomorrow You still have to talk to your mother and your uncle, your health is more important than your face.”

    Shi Ye closed his eyes: “Yeah.”

     Before he finished speaking, he suddenly said, “Come up and rest.”

    Wen Chi never dreamed that such words would come out of Shi Ye’s mouth, and couldn’t help but be stunned: “What did you say?”

    Shi Ye stopped talking again, but patted the space that was intentionally vacated beside him.

    Wen Chi understood the meaning of Shi Ye’s words with hindsight, the corners of his upturned mouth couldn’t hold back, he pretended to be reserved for a moment, and then climbed onto the bed with his hands and feet on the ground in Shi Ye Lie down beside you.

    The bed is just right for two people lying side by side.

    Wen Chi didn’t feel sleepy and could only stare at the top of the bed in a daze.

    Suddenly, Shi Ye’s lowered voice sounded in his ear: “Thank you for taking care of me.”

    At this moment, all the grievances and dissatisfaction in Wen Chi’s heart disappeared.

    Speaking of which, Shi Ye’s physique is really strange.

    When he woke up from sleep, his fever subsided and his illness was cured.

    Little cool brother is very busy, with a full day’s schedule, Wen Chi didn’t want to run around with him, so he stayed in the house longer and longer.

    Sometimes Wen Chi could come across the real thing, so he flipped over Shi Ye’s books and pictures.

    Shi Ye not only learned a good hand of calligraphy, but also drew a good picture. Those lifelike characters and scenery did not seem to come from the hands of a seven or eight-year-old child, Wen Chi looked over and over. I’ve watched it so many times, and every time I watch it, I’m stunned.

    Faced with Wen Chi’s exaggerated reaction, Shi Ye asked calmly, “Don’t you?”

    Wen Chi was choked for a moment, thinking that not everyone knows how to draw and calligraphy, and this salted fish only eats, drinks, and plays.

    But such humiliating words will definitely not come out of his mouth, he thought about it, and the dead duck said stubbornly: “Of course I do, painting is such a simple thing, isn’t it possible to have hands? ?”

    Shi Ye glanced at Wen Chi, who was blushing from lying, spread out a blank piece of paper without saying a word, and began to drip ink.

    Wen Chi was startled: “What are you doing?”

    Shi Ye didn’t lift his head: “Naturally, I’ll give you a chance to show off.”

    Wen Chi: “…”

    Is it too late for him to regret it?

    As it turned out, it was too late, Shi Ye sharpened the ink well and made a gesture of invitation to Wen Chi.

    At this moment, Wen Chi was already unable to ride a tiger, so he had to bite the bullet and pick up the paintbrush, dipped in a little black ink, he stood in front of the desk, pondered on the blank paper for a moment, and then Roll up your sleeves and start writing.

    After a cup of tea, Wen Chi finished a painting.

    Wen Chi put down the brush and stood silently to the side.

    Shi Ye walked up and glanced at the content of the painting, his expression suddenly became indescribable, he looked at Wen Chi and the painting with complex eyes, and said tentatively: ” Is this… a chicken?”

    “…” Wen Chi’s face darkened, “This is a phoenix.”