Rong finished his movements and said, "Self-taught, what's wrong?"
"It's nothing." Shen Lingshu sneered, and said nothing.
He kept staring at Rong Wan, as if he wanted to see some hole in Rong Wan's face, his sharp gaze made Rong Wan's scalp numb. Rong Wan couldn't help asking: "Mr. Shen, what are you looking at?"
Only then did Shen Lingshu frowned and closed his eyes.
After Rong finished massaging and rubbing for him, he cleaned up the hot water basin and said, "Mr. Shen, I'll go back to my room to take a shower first, and call me again if necessary."
Shen Lingshu leaned on the back of the bed and glanced at him expressionlessly: "Go out."
Rong Wanben wanted to tuck the quilt up for him, but Shu Tianyan's body was really inconvenient to use at this time, and he had only known him for a few days, so it didn't make sense to care about him so much, so he hesitated, and had to go out. After he went out, he glanced at the room at the top of the stairs that no one was allowed to enter. The more the assistant refused to let him go, the more curious he became.
Rong Wan asked the system: "What's inside?"
The system said: "Some of your old things."
Rong Wan suddenly fell silent, in fact, he could have guessed it even if the system didn't say it. During the two years when he and Xiao Shen Lingshu lived together, Xiao Shen Lingshu's room was the one near the stairs, and it was also the room where he slept with Xiao Shen Lingshu. After he was replaced by Lao Jiang, there were still some things that he didn't have time to clean up. The pajamas he had worn, the books he had read, and the pots and pans he had used were all left behind.
It was a moment for him, but for Shen Lingshu now, it was twelve years ago.
During his massage just now, Shen Lingshu asked about the massage technique, so he tried to explain something, but he found that he couldn't speak. I don't know if it's because of the rules, but he can't clearly express that he is Jiang Xiao, and the statement that he played the sideball is also stuck, and he can't say it.
Rong Wan had been informed of this by the system long ago, so there was no disturbance in his heart.
No matter what, just stay by Shen Lingshu's side and protect him. The future is long, whether his identity is known to him is not important to Rong Wan.
This afternoon, the weather was muggy, and it looked like it was going to rain. In the evening, there was already a little rain, but it would rain heavily after a while. When Rong finished wiping his hair in the bathroom, the outside of the window had become Heavy rain, but also accompanied by lightning. In the dark night, lightning and thunder flashed across, illuminating the mountains and forests in the distance, and the branches looked particularly ferocious.
The room after Rong Wan was next to Shen Lingshu's room, but the sound insulation effect was very good, so I couldn't hear any movement from Shen Lingshu's side.
He stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows for a while, drew the curtains, and was a little worried.
After a while, he couldn't help but went downstairs to the kitchen, made a cup of tea, brought it to the door of Shen Lingshu's room, and made an excuse and said, "Mr. Shen, I made tea, do you want to drink some before going to bed?"
There are no red dates and honey that can nourish the stomach in the kitchen, only monotonous coffee and tea leaves, so he can only make a little black tea.
"Come in." Shen Lingshu's voice was always cold and unwavering, but there was nothing wrong with it.
After Rong finished pushing the door and going in, Shen Lingshu was sitting on the bed, reading a book in his hand, with handsome eyebrows and starry eyes, like a sculpture, when he heard the movement, he raised his eyelids and gave a faint glance to this side.
Rong Wan almost thought that he was not afraid of thunder anymore, but when he walked over to put the teapot by the bedside, he noticed that his waistline was tight—not only his waistline, but also his neck, his whole body was tight.
The curtains in his room were also drawn so tight that it was almost airtight.
A thunderclap pierced the sky, and thunder came. He seemed very calm, completely different from the trembling child twelve years ago, but his slightly pale face still revealed his bad mood at this time.
Rong Wan couldn't help but smile, poured a cup of tea and handed it to him: "Here."
"What are you laughing at?" Shen Lingshu caught a glimpse of his smile, and stared at him unhappily, full of warnings, "Are you happy to find an excuse to come into my room?"
"..." Rong Wan put away his smile speechlessly. Be careful, narcissism is a disease.
Shen Lingshu took a sip of the tea, seemed to dislike the smell of black tea, frowned, and put the teacup back on the bedside table, but after seeing Rong, he still stood by the bed without turning his head, and asked coldly: "How about you?" Is something wrong?"
It had to be said that there were more people in the room, which brought a breath of life, diverted his attention, and made his mood not so bad.
"I want to stay." Rong Wan showed a look of helplessness on his face, hesitantly said: "I, I am very afraid of thunder."
Shen Lingshu was startled and stared at him suspiciously.
Rong Wan hurriedly said: "I'm really scared. I've been afraid since I was a child. When I heard thunder and saw lightning, I could tremble non-stop when I was taking a bath. I would grab the corner of someone's clothes when I was around. I was so scared that I called my brother, I was so scared. fuck the shit-"
The more he said, the more embarrassing memories of Shen Lingshu were evoked. Shen Lingshu interrupted him: "I allow you to make the floor in my room."
Rong Wan: "..." Are you sure you want to be so unmasculine that you won't go down any steps
"Otherwise." Shen Lingshu stared at him dimly: "You just wanted to climb the bed on purpose."
Rong Wan: "... I choose to play the floor."
Rong Wan returned to his room aggrieved, carried all the quilts and sheets to Shen Lingshu's room, and laid them down beside his bed in front of him. Fortunately, it's the hot September right now, even if it rains heavily, it won't be cold, and Shen Lingshu's room is big enough for two or three beds. While he was making the bed, Shen Lingshu put down his book and kept staring at him with incomprehensible meaning in his dark eyes.
After he made the bed, he went to see Shen Lingshu, but Shen Lingshu looked away as if nothing had happened.
"Mr. Shen, I turned off the light." Rong Wan said.
Shen Lingshu gave a faint "um".
As soon as the light was turned off, the room was plunged into darkness, and the curtains were drawn tightly, so that almost no light leaked in from outside. Only occasional thunder and lightning illuminated the outside, and the ghostly branches were reflected on the windows, looking a little gloomy.
Rong Wan put his hands under his head and lay down on the bed on the ground. The quilt was soft, so he could still fall asleep easily.
However, just after closing his eyes for a while, he heard the sound of turning over on the bed——
Shen Lingshu seemed to toss and turn. After turning her back to him, she couldn't help but put the quilt on her head, upset, and tried her best not to face the thunder outside.
Twelve years later, I am still afraid of thunder. Rong Wan couldn't help grinning.
He turned over and got up, without making any movement, walked a few steps and climbed onto the bed, and while Shen Lingshu was unprepared, he slipped into Shen Lingshu's quilt, which was very cold , Shen Lingshu has always had a body that can't be covered with heat since he was a child. After he came in, he brought a wave of warmth instead.
Shen Lingshu turned his head and looked back, his face was darkened, and he was extremely sullen: "What are you doing? You said you didn't climb the bed?"
"Mr. Shen, I'm afraid of thunder." Rong Wan covered his ears with both hands, and said in a panic, "I'm not used to sleeping alone when there's thunder, otherwise I won't be able to fall asleep after tossing and turning, and I won't be able to go to class tomorrow."
Shen Lingshu said fiercely: "Then what does it matter to me?"
After Rong finished sliding down, he stretched out one hand to firmly grab the pajamas on Shen Lingshu's back, and covered Shen Lingshu's ears with the other hand, and said, "Why is it none of your business? You are the employer, if you don't Come to you, I can sleep next to my classmates tonight."
Shen Lingshu was furious: "You still want to sleep next to your classmate, whether your classmate is male or female..."
Rong Wan hurriedly hugged his waist even harder, using his legs together, pressed towards him, interrupted: "Just for one night - after tonight, I will go back to my own room immediately, and, I will definitely not Hands and feet on you!"
He was entangled like this, hugging Shen Lingshu's back so tightly, Shen Lingshu didn't even have a chance to turn over, let alone kick him off.
Shen Lingshu gasped, his face turned blue.
But with so many people on the bed, he didn't feel any resistance. For other people, he would not only resist, but would get up and wash the sheets eight hundred times before burning them, but this person always made him an exception. Shen Lingshu didn't move anymore, feeling that the temperature in the quilt was gradually rising with the arrival of this person. It was a very reassuring and warm feeling, and the sound of thunder no longer pierced into his ears.
Reminds him of someone who taught him to read and write—
His dark eyes flashed across the thick darkness, and after there was no movement behind him, he touched the hand hanging on his waist.
He touched the second joint of the middle finger of his right hand, but he didn't feel the familiar callus.
Shen Lingshu was angry and sad, couldn't help but waved that hand away from his waist, a faint disappointment flashed in his eyes.
…
The next day, when Rong Wan woke up, Shen Lingshu had already woken up, and was already eating breakfast downstairs in his wheelchair. There is an elevator in this villa to facilitate his movement, so there are not many things that Rong Wan needs to do here, that is, clean up and give Shen Lingshu a massage every day.
After going down, seeing Shen Lingshu eating breakfast expressionlessly, he looked in a bad mood.
what happened again. Rong Wan thought to himself, he dedicated himself last night, could he still not sleep soundly
"Morning, Mr. Shen." Rong Wan took the initiative.
Shen Lingshu ignored him with a dark face.
He didn't mind either, and pulled away the chair opposite Shen Lingshu. There was a breakfast there, which should have been delivered by his assistant early in the morning. When his eyes fell on the breakfast, he paused. It was very common noodles with green vegetables and a cup of red dates and hawthorn tea.
When Shen Lingshu was young, there was nothing in Guan's villa, so he could only make such rough tea and fresh water for breakfast when he was done.
"Don't want to eat?" Shen Lingshu raised her eyelids and stared at him, as if she was exploring something.
Rong Wan hurriedly sat down and said, "Although it's a bit crude and doesn't fit your status, I still try it reluctantly."
Shen Lingshu snorted coldly and said nothing.
After this breakfast, it can be said that he had mixed flavors. While eating, he caught a glimpse of the faint blackness under Shen Lingshu's eyes. Shen Lingshu probably did not sleep well last night, and his eyes looked so swollen this morning. If you don't know who thought he had cried—
Of course, the twenty-five-year-old Shen Lingshu shouldn't be able to cry, so Rong Wan just thought about it. He thought of the eleven-year-old Shen Lingshu crying in his arms, and couldn't help ticking off. Mouth. After a quick breakfast, he wiped his lips, got up and went to the kitchen.
The kitchen has everything you need, but Shen Lingshu probably doesn't know how to cook. The old nurse used to cook three meals a day, but now he simply asks his assistant to buy and deliver them. Convenience is convenience, but it is not healthy after all.
Rong Wan was thinking about when to show his talents, but he was still a college student, and it was still unrealistic to cook for Shen Lingshu every day. Thinking of this, Rong Wan couldn't help but think about it. I don't know how Shen Lingshu's stomach is doing now. I must go for a checkup with him when I have time.
He quickly took out two eggs from the refrigerator and rolled them in boiling water.
After a while, the eggs were boiling, and he peeled the shells and took them out.
Shen Lingshu frowned and looked at him, as if to see what tricks he had.
"Your eyes are a bit swollen, and it will be better if you apply this." Rong Wan walked to him, wrapped two eggs in a towel, and was about to stick them on Shen Lingshu's lower eyelids.
He was caught off guard by his movements, Shen Lingshu should have pushed him away immediately, but for some reason, as if in a daze, Shen Lingshu clasped both hands, sat there without moving, and let him approach with the egg.
Shen Lingshu's whole body was stiff, his mind was like a revolving lantern, and some past came flooding in. The first time he saw the boy, he had a guess in his heart. That guess, the assistant said he was crazy.