Chen Yinyang lay on the bed, looked at the ceiling feebly, and sighed leisurely.
I still don't know the identity of the strange man, and I still can't speak.
Chen Yinyang touched his throat and felt strange. Although his neck was not injured, why couldn't he make a sound?
Or is it the injured part that affects the pronunciation function?
I can't leave here, and I can't find out about Ji Fengli. It's really worrying...
Chen Yinyang covered his eyes. It was strange. He should be more worried about Master Qixiu, but his head was filled with the shadow of Ji Fengli.
And in the dream, he always looked that cold and cold.
I wonder if he ever thinks of himself like this?
Chen Yinyang couldn't help but reach out and touch the wound on his back. Maybe this mark could occasionally remind him of his existence.
No, maybe not remembering is better.
He was really afraid that Ji Fengli would know about his deal with Ji's father.
Thinking of Ji Fengli looking at him with hateful eyes, Chen Yinyang shuddered and buried himself deeply in the quilt.
Longing to see him, but afraid to see him.
It's enough for me to worry about gains and losses like this.
I couldn't help but let out a long sigh again, ignoring the sound of the door being opened.
"What makes you unhappy?"
Hearing the increasingly familiar voice in the past few days, Chen Yinyang turned his head hurriedly and saw the man sitting next to him.
Although he was afraid of strangers, he was not afraid of the man in front of him.
Recalling the feeling of wanting to cry when she saw him for the first time, Chen Yinyang gradually understood that it was a familiar feeling from the bottom of her heart, as if they had known each other a long, long time ago.
"You looked at me like that again."
The man stroked his head tenderly and smiled at him lovingly: "I have stayed in bed enough these days, do you want to go out for a walk?"
Chen Yinyang's eyes immediately brightened up, and he nodded excitedly to him. He kept lying on the bed, his body almost going moldy.
The man nodded his nose soothingly: "Unfortunately, there are guests coming this afternoon, so I can't accompany you. How about you sit next to me and accompany me?"
Chen Yinyang was a little hesitant. It didn't seem good for strangers to see him like this.
The man noticed his concerns and continued to comfort him with a gentle voice: "Don't worry, you know everyone who comes today."
Chen Yinyang tilted his head and made a questioning expression: "Do I know him?"
"I promise, you'll be looking forward to meeting them."
The man's voice deepened, seeming to contain an indescribable emotion.
Although he couldn't figure out who it was for the moment, he believed that the gentle person in front of him would not harm him. Chen Yinyang hesitated for a while and finally nodded.
******At three o'clock in the afternoon, it's time for the guests to come.
Many servants appeared out of nowhere in this seemingly empty house. In addition to cleaning the room, there were four or five who helped him dress, comb his hair, and helped him walk. Chen Yinyang thoroughly enjoyed it for a while.
The life of a young master.
Because he had never been taken care of like this before, Chen Yinyang felt very uncomfortable. When he came in front of a man, he felt awkward all over his body.
When the man saw his appearance, the smile on his face became more obvious. He patted the seat next to him and motioned for Chen Yinyang to sit over.
The servant hurriedly helped Chen Yinyang to sit on the soft sofa. The man waved his hands casually and bowed respectfully to them, and the servant who sent him disappeared automatically.
It's so magical, like magic.
Seeing that Chen Yinyang was still staring at the place where the servant disappeared with his mouth open, the man patted his head: "Surprised?"
Chen Yin Yang nodded graciously.
"It's nothing. You can become like that after rigorous training."
I can too?
Chen Yinyang opened his eyes wide at the man, showing a longing expression.
The man felt that his eyes were like those of puppies, which made people feel soft: "However, I can't bear to part with you."
Eh? Wouldn't it be nice to become someone who can disappear immediately?
Chen Yinyang couldn't turn his head, so he could only stare at the man stupidly.
"Haha, I really can't do anything about you..." The man chuckled and pinched his nose hard.
it hurts!
Chen Yinyang wrinkled his nose in dissatisfaction, wanting to stay away from the evil-minded man.
But just as he moved, he saw a servant running over from outside the door and hurriedly said a few words to the man. The man's smiling expression gradually faded, and he nodded enigmatically.
Did something happen?
Chen Yinyang looked at the door suspiciously, wanting to see what was outside.
But the man hugged his body.
Chen Yinyang looked at him strangely, wondering why the man would suddenly make such an action.
"Moving around is not good for your wound. Rest your head on my shoulder."
The man's strong tone was hard to refuse. Chen Yinyang hesitated for a moment, thinking that he should be thinking about himself, and slowly rested his head on his generous shoulder.
Seeing that Chen Yinyang was obedient, the man touched his cheek and asked, "Do you want to eat fruit?"
"Hmm..." His throat could only produce a monosyllabic sound, unable to express his thoughts, so he still stuffed a piece of sweet and sour orange into his mouth.
delicious.
Just as Chen Yinyang was tasting the cool taste, the door was opened again, and following the guidance of the servant, two people walked in.
Chen Yinyang's heart trembled suddenly, and he hurriedly left the man's shoulder and looked at the person walking towards him.
Monsoon Li is Monsoon Li!
The worries, thoughts, and concerns about him for so many days were mixed together, and they surged out uncontrollably. Chen Yinyang could only look at him blankly, and could no longer take his eyes away from him.
My whole body was shaking with excitement, and I even wanted to stand up, run to him, and hug him tightly.
I can't understand this kind of turbulent emotion, and it has never appeared even in Lord Qixiu.
Chen Yinyang looked at him expectantly, imagining that Ji Fengli had the same expectant expression after seeing him.
However, when he walked towards here, he looked indifferent.
To be more precise, his eyes did not fall on him at all.
Chen Yinyang bit his lower lip in confusion, and his eyes couldn't help but fall behind Ji Fengli. The fire in his heart suddenly went out, leaving only a piece of coldness.
He is Ji Fengli's father.
Why did he come?
Chen Yinyang grabbed the man's hand in panic, wanting to hear his explanation.
The man put his arm around his shoulders and smiled comfortingly at him.
But Chen Yinyang couldn't calm down no matter what.
Does Ji Fengli know what he did to him?
He anxiously searched for any trace of disgust on his face, even a trace of disgust.
However, Ji Fengli's face was as cold as a mask.
It was like the first day I just met him.
With his heart sinking like an ice cellar, Chen Yinyang could only rely on the man, listening to him say to Ji Fengli: "I heard that you live with Xiaoyang, I guess your relationship must be very good."
When did the man know these things?
Although Chen Yinyang had many doubts in his heart, what he cared about the most was Ji Fengli's answer.
As if he felt Ji Fengli's eyes glance at him, he replied coldly in an emotionless voice: "We know each other, but we are not familiar with each other."