Even until Death, the Scum Gong Thought I was a White Lotus

"0502 ..."

"what did you say?"

Xie Shi smiled softly, "Nothing, how is your business?"

"These materials have been a big help. The results will be available by the end of this month at the latest. No one will be blocking your way in the future."

Hearing the voice of the subordinate's flattery, the young man's lips slightly lifted, and he dropped a string of beads on the table.

"Wait until these people go in, their families, and then look after them."

The subordinate looked up and looked up in surprise, "What do you mean?"

"Weeds are burning endlessly, the spring breeze is blowing again, and elementary school texts, shouldn't you have never studied?"

The handsome-looking young man raised his eyebrows slightly, placed his long fingertips in the middle of the bead string, and fiddled with it, "The person who brought you out didn't tell you, how to write the four words" cut off the grass? "

His tone was soft, but it sounded like a thunder in the ear of the man, almost immediately, and a fine sweat dripped between his foreheads, "Thanks, Mr. Xie ... this ..."

Xie Shiding looked at him, his hands stopped, the beads sticked to his fingertips, a little cool.

Looking at it, the young man suddenly laughed out loud, "Look at you, it's not ancient, but it also brings people from the Ninth Nationality. It just makes you look at his children and do a small business. Don't do it. It's too big, just remember to add a block to me. "

"Yes, yes, I'll go now ..."

The man was relieved and almost went out with soft legs. In the quiet room, the young man sat at the table, slowly got down, and looked at the string of beads in his hand. The elegant thin lips showed a hint of mockery. meaning.

Alas, sure enough, people in China are too brave.

He held up the string of beads, his fingers twisted, his eyes darkened, "05, 02?"

***

Today's snow is even smaller than before. The slightest drop is falling on the white ground.

Xie Mu loved to watch the snow, and Xie ordered it. In the future, the snow that can be seen in this corridor need not be cleaned as before, as long as there is a way to go.

So even though the snow is now very small, the man in the wheelchair still looks happy.

He had drawing paper in his hand, and the pen on it described the scene at the moment.

Xie Mu originally only used brush strokes, but since his leg was injured, it is not convenient to grind ink and put paper. Except in the studio, he usually uses pencils to paint.

Of course, there are not many such opportunities. It was Xie Shi who took over the Xie family, and he made time.

Drawing, a young man came in the distance.

The young man had a gentle smile on his face, his legs were long, and his appearance was handsome. Xie Mu stopped the pen in his hand. He watched the young man come to his side, and his eyes followed him like a moth fluttering fire. Until the young man opened his mouth.

He shouted, "Uncle."

Xie Mu suddenly returned to God, only to find that he actually reached out his hand unconsciously, the cold right hand falling in mid-air was stiff for a moment, and quickly retracted.

The Qingjun man leaned over his side slightly, his voice wanted to stay cold, but he didn't know if it was because of the previous state of disability, and took a few vibratos, "You are back."

Xie Shi's eyebrows moved slightly, but his face was still unnoticed. He raised a smile, and the sunlight seemed to have no trace of dirt. "I brought you a gift."

"Ok?"

Seeing Xie Mu looked at himself with some doubts, the young man proficiently squatted down, took down the beads on his wrists, and grabbed the man's hand.

Because of his chronic illness, Xie Mu's wrist was very thin, and he easily grasped it without any effort. He touched the feel like a cool jade, and calmly rubbed his hands. While Xie Mu hadn't responded yet, put The string of beads was set up.

"This was left to me by my father. He wore it for many years. He heard that he asked to come back in a temple. It can bless people. You are weak, uncle, and I will use flowers to worship the Buddha."

The man who was not used to being touched was about to take his hand back and heard him say this.

Xie Mu's body froze, and he looked at the string of beads in disbelief.

The familiar style, color, is indeed the string of Xie Nanen, or he often wears it, at least from Xie Mu into the Xie family, he has been wearing this string of beads.

"Uncle, uncle?"

The young man's voice sounded in confusion, evoking Xie Mu's consciousness. He subconsciously retracted his hand and carefully protected the hand with the beads in his arms. The expression on his face could even be said to be devout. "This string Buddha beads, did you really give it to me? "

Xie Shi looked at the expressionless man, and suddenly smiled. "Don't you like it? That's fine, I'll find a better gift for you."

He said, reaching out as if to take back the beads from Xie Mu's hand.

The man in the wheelchair reacted and hid his hands in his arms. "No, no, I like it."

He had joy and sadness in his eyes. It was hard to imagine how these two opposite emotions appeared in his eyes. Xie Mu put his other hand on the bead and carefully touched it.

Touching it, a smile appeared on his face. "Xie Xie, do you know? Your father once told me that if Xie's family didn't need him, maybe he would retreat to the mountains and mountains."

"He has always taught me to be good to others, to be like snow, no matter how I look, my heart must be clean."

Xie Mu's eyes were a little embarrassing. He stroked the beads, and a little admiration appeared under his eyes. "Big brother is the man with the best temperament I have ever seen."

"He always said that even if there was something angry, if he turned the beads, that heart would calm down."

"I thought he wouldn't stay with this string of beads." Xie Mu looked up and smiled at the young man. "I didn't expect to be with you and gave it to me."

The expression of the man was indeed calm, and the depression hidden in his body during this time seemed to be suppressed by the beads.

He touched the hand of the bead, softly, carefully, as if facing his lover.

Xie Shi also smiled, "The uncle likes it. I think his father will be happy to see what the uncle likes so much."

Xie Mu's pleasure continued until he fell asleep at night, and the handsome young man with a slender figure hugged him all up, and took off his clothes skillfully without changing his face.

"Uncle, do you really want me to help?"

Although he has been so waited for after his injured leg, Xie Mu's face is ashamed and embarrassed red as before.

His face was always pale, and few of them turned red. On this good-looking face, it was even more amazing. Under the light, those beautiful eyes seemed to be blurred.

The young man stood in place, his eyes were deep, and his voice was dumb, "Would you not be alone?"

"It's okay, I'm used to it, you go out."

Xie Mu lowered his head a little uncomfortably, covering his part with his hands, his hands were beautiful, long and fair.

But when those hands are placed in that kind of place, there are only tempting temptations left.

Xie Shi's eyes kept moving around the covered place.

He knows how strong Xie Mu is. After being injured, except for the need for help, other times, even if he is tired and hard, he has to come by himself.

Like now.

Xie Shi went out the door, stood outside, listening to the sound of the water inside, and slowly closed his eyes, thinking that just now the man was blushing like a pure young man, his lips slightly raised.

No wonder he said it.

Apparently a 27-year-old man, he was actually brought up with this temperament and co-authored. It was his dead dad who adopted him.

Alas, if it wasn't for Xie Nanen's death, Xie Mu, who could do nothing except Fenghuaxueyue, might really have fallen into his stomach.

Listening to the sound of water inside, followed by a husky voice of the man, "Come in."

Xie Shi's lips rose up again.

Unfortunately, he was cut off.

Putting such a person under your body must have a good taste.

Especially, when he was full of eyes and only Xie Nanen.

The young man opened the curtain with a smirk and came in with a mild attitude, "Uncle, do you want to take a bath?"

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