My lord, you have to be good

Shen Xing did cry himself to sleep last night, and he slept soundly.

Li Zhouwen knocked lightly on the door of the guest room, and for a long time there was only the sound of even snoring.

Li Zhouwen was not as rude to Shen Xing as he was to Liang Zizhan. In his heart, Shen Xing had always been obedient and docile like a little milk cat. A man's instinct made him feel pity for the weak, so he always had a strong desire to protect Shen Xing, even though This is not suitable for a big man.

He sat quietly at the door and waited for a while, there were sparse sounds of getting up from inside, and after a while, Shen Xing came to open the door with two big eyes swollen and messy hair.

"Morning, Mr. Shen." Li Zhouwen politely cupped his hands forward, and teased, "This is not the morning court, Mr. Shen has become a bedridden."

Seeing that it was Li Zhouwen, Shen Xing hurriedly straightened out his unkempt hair subconsciously, and lowered his head while doing it, and asked, "Is Master Li looking for something?"

"Go buy some funeral goods, would you like to go with me?"

"who?"

"Your father's."

Shen Xing pursed his lips, "Then my brother?"

"He's busy all by himself."

"Oh." Shen Xing replied sullenly, "Then I have to wash my face and put it in a bun."

Li Zhouwen nodded and followed him into the bedroom.

Liang Zizhan rushed to the school in a hurry, but when he reached the door, he was stopped by a schoolboy who looked like a scholar.

"What's the matter, son?"

"Look for Mr. Shen."

"Mr. Shen is seriously ill and doesn't see any customers."

Liang Zizhan didn't listen, "I brought an order, I must see Mr. Shen."

As soon as the student heard that he had brought the imperial decree, he hurriedly said, "Then I'll go and inform Mr. Shen first."

"Yeah." Liang Zizhan stood by the door, his long legs hooked the heavy door of the school, and said impatiently, "Hurry up and come back."

Before the schoolboy ran away, he asked Liang Zizhan, "Your surname?"

Liang Zizhan made it up, "Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment, Li Zhouwen."

The schoolboy was taken aback, "It turned out to be Mr. Li, please wait a moment, Mr. I will go find Mr. Shen."

After a while, the schoolboy ran out, "Master Li, please hurry up."

Liang Zizhan put his hands behind his back in a decent manner, straightened his back and followed the elementary school children, until he came to a small house with a single family and stopped.

The closer he got to Shen Zhi'an, Liang Zizhan became inexplicably nervous.

He cleared his throat, "Thank you, I'll go in then."

The schoolboy hurriedly made way for him.

Liang Zizhan straightened his hair in a bun and straightened his clothes before he walked in refreshed.

The room was very stuffy and dark, and with Shen Zhian's hard breathing, Liang Zizhan frowned.

"Mr. Shen!" Liang Zizhan called him through the screen.

Shen Zhi'an murmured, and struggled to utter a few words, "Master Li, where is the imperial decree?"

"There is no imperial decree, I'm bragging." Liang Zizhan kicked away the screen that was in the way, and threw himself to Shen Zhian's side, sizing him up carefully. It's okay if he doesn't look at it, but when he saw it, Liang Zizhan was so worried that he was about to strangle himself to death.

A dark gray handkerchief was placed on Shen Zhi'an's forehead, tightly wrapped by the quilt, his lips and face were pale, and the corners of his eyes were red from the continuous high fever, and they were covered with fine bloodshots.

"Shen Zhi'an..." Liang Zizhan hoarse his voice urgently, "What did the doctor say? Have you taken your medicine? How do you feel? Are you cold? Are you hot? Is it still lukewarm?"

When Shen Zhian saw Liang Zizhan, he was really startled, "Why...is it you?"

Liang Zizhan leaned down and rubbed Shen Zhian's dry lips distressedly, "Stop talking, it sounds uncomfortable."

Shen Zhi'an froze, staring at Liang Zizhan with red eyes, the hot air from his shortness of breath scalded the tip of Liang Zizhan's hand, Liang Zizhan took advantage of the situation to put his hand on Shen Zhi'an's jawbone, the skinny man The touch made Liang Zizhan freeze there, he rubbed his fingertips as if possessed, "Mr. Shen hasn't eaten anything since yesterday, right?"

Shen Zhi'an looked away from Liang Zizhan's burning eyes with some embarrassment, "Don't bother you to worry about it, you just said that you have a goal, but you don't, that is a death penalty."

Liang Zizhan chuckled, "I don't say that, I'm afraid I have to climb over the wall to see my poor little girl."

The tone was very gentle, so soft that Shen Zhian was stunned again.

"Master Liang, please pay attention to your dignity." Shen Zhian coughed a few times, "At any rate, I used to be your teacher."

"But in my opinion, right now, there is a poor little boy who doesn't eat obediently and gets sick."

"..." Shen Zhian felt uncomfortable when he heard it, he made a gesture to turn over and ignore Liang Zizhan, Liang Zizhan quickly took off his shoes, got on the couch, put his hands on Shen Zhian's sides, and surrounded him.

"Liang Zizhan!" Shen Zhian coughed even harder, "What are you doing?"

Liang Zizhan lowered his head, pouted his lips to remove the rag from Shen Zhian's forehead, and then kissed him very softly, "Mr. Shen..." He pressed his lips on Shen Zhian's forehead, "You really burned very badly."

Shen Zhian froze.

"Is it cold?" Liang Zizhan raised Shen Zhian's sweat-drenched temple hair behind his ears with one hand, looked into his eyes and asked.

Shen Zhian bit her lip, "Yes."

"Then I won't leave today, I will accompany you." Liang Zizhan rolled over from Shen Zhian's body and lay down beside him.

For a moment, Shen Zhian couldn't control his hands and feet, he took a few breaths, "It's not proper."

Liang Zizhan narrowed his eyes and smiled, "What is decency?"

"It has nothing to do with you."

"Oh?" Liang Zizhan turned to look at him, "Then Mr. taught me how to get involved, I probably forgot."

"..." Shen Zhi'an closed his eyes irritably, and talked nonsense with Liang Zizhan again.

……

Shen Xing kept his head down all the way without making a sound, and followed behind Li Zhouwen, step by step.

Li Zhouwen looked back at him from time to time.

When they arrived at the coffin shop, Li Zhouwen pulled Shen Xing's clothes and walked in. When Shen Xing saw the overwhelming coffin boards, he couldn't hold back his tears.

Li Zhouwen had no choice but to settle Shen Xing on the small bench at the door, and went to discuss the price with the shopkeeper alone. When the shopkeeper heard that it was Shen Lao's funeral, he immediately didn't dare to delay and chose the best ones. , and even pulled and gave a lot of things.

After Li Zhouwen went out satisfied, he saw Shen Xing staring at the sugar shop beside him in a daze, with wet tears still hanging on his face.

"Master Shen?" Li Zhouwen snapped his fingers in front of his eyes, "Help me carry something."

Shen Xing obediently took Yuan Baoming's money, twitched his nose, then turned his head and started staring at the small sugar shop in a daze.

Li Zhouwen shook his head helplessly, ran over to buy a few small candies, and stuffed them into Shen Xing's mouth when he came back, "How is it?"

Shen Xing's cheeks were bulging, he nodded embarrassingly, and said inarticulately, "Sweet."

"There are more!" Li Zhouwen frowned and stared at the candy in his hand, "Red, green and white, which one do you want?"

"White."

"Okay." Li Zhouwen picked out a white candy, stuffed it into Shen Xing's mouth without saying a word, Shen Xing's teeth pressed against the tip of the candy, his eyes stared at Li Zhouwen, his nose stopped twitching, his whole person was unprecedented in the past two days calm.

Li Zhouwen breathed a sigh of relief, holding the mourning clothes with one hand, and freed up his other hand to grab the corner of Shen Xing's clothes, "Are you hungry? Let's go eat something?"

"hungry."

"What to eat?"

"delicious."

"..." Li Zhouwen looked around, "Buns? Congee? Or noodles?"

"Noodle."

"Hmm!" Li Zhouwen pulled Shen Xing to the noodle shop, "Master Liang didn't abuse you yesterday, did he? What did you eat?"

Shen Xing frowned, "The gnawed Chinese cabbage was brushed with duck fat."

Li Zhouwen laughed out loud, "Duck oil hahaha thanks to him thinking about it."

Infected by his laughter, Shen Xing unconsciously grinned, "I don't really like eating his poor duck."