MTL - Accidentally Become the Belief of the Whole World-Chapter 145 Lord (4)

I don't know if it's Song Mingyu's illusion, he felt that the speed of going back was much faster than when he came, maybe he had a memory after walking through it once, and didn't waste time looking for the way?

In short, it was not a bad thing, and Song Mingyu didn't think much about it. After officially entering the territory, the person in charge of security checked it again for nine days. After confirming that there was no problem and all the documents were normal and sufficient, he was released. go in.

On the other side, Shi Lingyi and Zhu Muyu had already received the news and were waiting in the reception room early.

In the past few days, Shi Jingge's situation can be said to be getting worse.

He often locks himself in the room alone, does not let anyone in, ignores no one, sometimes even Shi Lingyi and Zhu Muyu are locked out by him, and in the middle of the night, he runs out The time is getting longer and longer.

It's just that even after going to the young master's room, there was a long silence.

Occasionally, there will be a little weeping sound.

When Shi Lingyi and Zhu Muyu encountered Shi Jingge in this room for the first time, Shi Jingge was still arrogant and imposing, just like every time he quarreled with his elder brother in the past.

But now, it's different.

Last night, seeing that there was no movement in the room, Zhu Muyu finally couldn't bear it, stretched out his hand and pushed the door and went in.

She thought she would disturb Shi Jingge and the like, so she had prepared several excuses to explain, but none of them came in handy.

— Shi Jingge fell asleep.

He curled up on the bed, occupying only a small corner, still clutching the corner of the pillow, muttering "big brother".

The voice was so small and vague that Zhu Muyu could be heard so vaguely when he came in, let alone when he was outside.

Shi Jingge slept very restlessly, and didn't know what he dreamed of, his brows were all wrinkled, his cheeks were pale, his head was shaking violently, besides calling "Big Brother", he just shouted "No", and there were some Vocabulary, Zhu Mu language can't be heard clearly, so it is ignored.

Gradually, Shi Jingge's voice disappeared, and Zhu Muyu stepped forward to cover him with a blanket, hoping that he could sleep for a while.

At that moment, she heard the complete sentence that Shi Jingge babbled in her sleep.

"...don't want me."

But at this time, an arm was placed on Zhu Muyu's shoulder, and Zhu Muyu was pulled out of his memory.

Shi Lingyi said softly, "It will get better."

"Didn't Song Mingyu find a top therapist?"

"With this top therapist here, Xiaoge will definitely get better."

Zhu Muyu was silent for a while, doubts and hidden worries gradually surfaced in her heart, but in the end she suppressed them all, because she knew that Ling Yi couldn't have thought of these things.

They are all trying to whitewash the peace and hope.

She nodded slowly, and said in a low voice, "...um."

Thus, in the anticipation of everyone in the Shi family, Jiu Ri finally appeared.

This appearance shocked the servants of the Shi family.

This... is this really a therapist?

This obviously looks like a noble young man in a glorious manner!

The aristocratic young master smiled lightly, with an innate nobility, yet gentle like water, and easily won a little favor from everyone.

Song Mingyu sent the person to the reception room, where there were not only Ling Yi and Zhu Muyu, but also other therapists.

Shi Lingyi and Zhu Muyu were still cautious after all.

Jiu Ri didn't care about these things, he just bowed his body and saluted. When greeting Ling Yi and Zhu Mu, every move was natural, natural and unrestrained.

Not to mention other people, even Shi Lingyi and Zhu Muyu, who were used to seeing the aristocratic family, felt that the eldest son in front of him seemed to be from a top-notch family.

"Mr. Jiu." Shi Lingyi greeted politely.

Jiu Ri smiled, with a very natural tone, "If you don't mind, Mr. Shi can call me Jiu Ri."

Shi Lingyi looked at the therapists around him, and the therapists nodded slightly to him, and then he smiled and said, "Then I won't be polite."

"Nine days," after a pause, Shi Lingyi said solemnly, "I'll leave Xiaoge to you."

"Okay," Jiu Ri didn't refuse, just smiled, "I will definitely live up to my mission."

His self-confidence and pride are fully revealed in these few short words.

Shi Lingyi and Zhu Muyu remembered Shi Jingge, and they didn't greet Jiu Ri much, they just told the whole thing and discussed with Jiu Ri how to act.

But gradually, Shi Lingyi and Zhu Muyu stopped talking, and the ones who really talked to Jiuri became other therapists.

Jiu Ri was also tired of these boring temptations, and his speech speed was much slower. Although his attitude did not change, there was an indescribable toughness, and he quickly gained the right to speak.

The therapists' tentativeness gradually turned into awe and shame. They were amazed by his erudition and ashamed by their previous doubts.

Nine days chuckled, he suddenly got bored.

Maybe there was something wrong with his prediction?

He really didn't know what unexpected gains he could find here.

It's no different from any other territory, it's as boring as ever.

The respectful voices of other therapists drifted past Jiu Ri's ears, he was too lazy to listen, so he interrupted.

"Perhaps, I need a gift that can make the young master happy."

"Of course, it would be even better if we could get more answers about the young master's preferences."

"It would be even more perfect if it could be mixed with the reality of the young master."

"I think, compared to roles such as knights, healers, and tutors, the young master wants a like-minded friend more."

Nine days looked at Shi Lingyi and Zhu Muyu, and smiled at Yanyan, "What do you think?"

Zhu Muyu looked at the young man in front of her quietly, and smiled suddenly. Her voice was very peaceful, but with an inexplicable strength.

"Nine days," she said slowly, with a slight smile in her voice, "I just want to see my child safe and healthy. As for the rest, that is the therapist's choice, isn't it?"

I don't care what you do.

But you must heal my child.

Jiuri heard the implication, raised his eyebrows, and smiled brightly, "Of course."

"That's the therapist's job, isn't it?"

Several people looked at each other and quickly reached a consensus. For this reason, they signed a contract under the "witness" of the gods.

After that, Shi Lingyi and Zhu Muyu provided Jiuri with what he needed.

Zhu Muyu handed a pitch-black wooden box to Jiu Ri, and a trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes, "That child has never been determined, always three-minute hot, and his preferences are always changing, and he has no persistence."

"Besides, he may not have anything he likes very much now."

"But this, maybe you can try it."

Jiuri opened the box, and there was half a piece of wood inside. The wood exudes a scent of grass and trees, which makes people relax after taking a sip. It is not an ordinary thing at first glance.

It just looks too strange, as if it was abandoned after half of the carving, and the carving process is still very bad.

...Just give this thing to the young master?

Jiu Ri raised his eyebrows, with a slightly strange expression on his face.

Perhaps seeing Jiuri's thoughts, Shi Lingyi suddenly said: "When Xiaoge was young, he always pestered his brother. At that time, the relationship between the two brothers was very good."

"But their brothers are more than ten years behind. His brother has a lot to learn, and he doesn't have that much time to spend with Xiaoge, at least not during the day."

"Because of this, Xiaoge lost his temper many times," Zhu Muyu continued, "Finally, his brother came up with an idea to carve a semi-finished product for Xiaoge, and promised Xiaoge to carve it into a finished product. It all belongs to him, play with him all the things he wants to play."

In front of Zhu Muyu's eyes, the figures of the half-grown boy and the little boy gradually appeared. The child was throwing a temper tantrum, and the boy was coaxing. On a beautiful face, there was no coldness towards outsiders at all.

In fact, even if Shi Jingge didn't carve anything, the boy would spend all the time at night with him.

But during the day, there is really no other way, he just hopes that his younger brother can divert his attention, and it doesn't matter what he carves.

But Xiaoge at that age doesn't understand.

Zhu Muyu will always remember that afternoon.

Shi Jingge suddenly burst into tears, his voice was particularly miserable, which alarmed everyone in the Shi family.

No matter how much they coaxed him, they couldn't stop the child from crying. He cried more and more miserably, and even vomited it out.

Until the half-grown boy hurried back in the heavy rain, he, who was always a bit of a clean freak, didn't care about the mud spots on his body at all, and rushed to his younger brother immediately, and his younger brother took out the piece of wood in aggrieved way, " Bad... broken."

Crying louder.

But he breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed his eyebrows, looking angry and helpless.

"You," in the end, he just nodded his younger brother's head, unable to even say a serious sentence, "Brother will fix it for you, okay?"

The younger brother blinked his eyes slowly, and said timidly, "Then brother...accompany me at night..."

He sighed long, "accompany."

Only then did the younger brother stop crying slowly, and then grabbed his elder brother's hand, as if afraid that he would leave.

Then he kept calling "brother" and "brother", which made him lose his temper at all.

At that time, how good the brothers were.

Only later, they separated.

When Shi Jingge had a playmate, he no longer cared whether his elder brother would accompany him or not. The half-carved wood gradually fell under the bed and was swept out by the cleaning servants. He didn't know what to do with it.

In the end, they were all taken away by Shi Jinghua.

Both Zhu Muyu and Shi Lingyi had forgotten about these logs until that day, when they found a large wooden box in Shi Jinghua's closet.

The wooden box is made of golden silk begonia wood, known for its miraculous effect, which can keep the things stored inside from decay and immortality, and has always been used to preserve things that are very precious to the owner.

Shi Lingyi and Zhu Muyu guessed what would be inside, but they didn't expect that there were neatly placed logs inside.

Some are finished and some are not.

And on each of them, a note was pasted, marking the date, and occasionally a short sentence or two.

【Don't cry. 】

[A little older, I'll take you out to play. 】

【To you, I will not break my promise. 】

【He carved it himself, so he doesn't need me anymore. 】

【He stopped carving. 】

【Carved again. 】

[I really don't want to sculpt. 】

【I finished carving it and gave it to him, but he doesn't want it. 】

[He doesn't like these anymore. 】

"Sir, madam."

Jiuri's voice was slightly raised, and he raised his eyebrows, a little puzzled.

What's wrong with running away while talking?

"Are you sure it's this?"

he asked.

Only then did Shi Lingyi and Zhu Muyu recover from their memories, and Zhu Muyu spoke slowly, with a hoarse voice, "I'm sure."

Although she didn't explain anything, her tone was very firm, Jiu Ri didn't bother to ask any more questions, she just nodded and said, "Well, let's continue to improve this plan."

On that day, Shi's house was brightly lit, Jiu Ri was clearly an activist, he finished the plan overnight, and made a series of improvements in every aspect of the details.

Everything is ready, just waiting to trick the young master to the lawn outside.

But this is obviously not an easy task. The young master is too lazy to go downstairs recently, and he doesn’t even bother to eat. Shi Lingyi and Zhu Muyu personally went out to get people to go downstairs for a meal. How can they trick people into the lawn? superior.

Just wait.

This waiting process is very boring. Although he can listen to the young master, Jiu Ri still finds it boring.

He waited patiently because of the prophecy, and by the way, he looked at the people in this territory, but he still couldn't find one that made him feel less boring.

Foretelling such things is indeed a lie.

After waiting for two days, Jiu Ri was completely impatient.

He originally wanted to go, but at that moment, an uncomfortable feeling hit him, and three words were beating wildly in his mind.

- Young Master.

Oh yes, he hasn't met the legendary young master yet.

Jiu Ri sneered, forget it, count on those people, he doesn't know how long he will have to wait, he doesn't want to waste time here anymore.

Since they can't call out the young master, then he will come by himself.

Although he didn't think that young master would make him want to stay here, it's not too late.

Nine days and a half lay on the lawn, holding the half-carved wood in his hand, and then took a small knife, and sharpened it from time to time to make the wood in his hand even more weird.

At the same time, there was a slight movement in Shi Jingge's room on the second floor.

Outside the window, there was a clear and clear cry of birds. Shi Jingge didn't want to worry about it at first, but the birds' calls became more and more dense, as if there were several birds, which made people feel irritated.

He opened the window with a sullen face, and raised his hand to drive away the birds. As a result, the birds followed like a demon, completely unafraid of people, scrambling to get in through the window and flying wantonly in Shi Jingge's room.

Shi Jingge's expression became even uglier. He waved his arms vigorously, accompanied by angry shouts and curses from time to time, with a menacing aura, as if there were dark clouds rolling behind him.

But these birds are not afraid of him!

They picked up the things on Shi Jingge's table, knocked down the things on the shelf with their wings, flew to Shi Jingge's head from time to time to peck, flew around in Shi Jingge's more angry voice, and then picked them up The walking things spit on Shi Jingge.

Shi Jingge's roar became louder and louder, but even so, he didn't use any weapons, and the bird flew out again, provoking Shi Jingge through the window.

And in the room, there are feathers from birds fluttering everywhere.

Shi Jingge didn't know when he contracted the problem of cleanliness, and his face turned darker immediately, "Just wait for me."

He closed the window forcefully, called the servants to clean the room, and went downstairs with a gloomy face, which made the servants stunned.

...The young master actually went downstairs by himself?

Not only that, but the young master walked straight out!

Shi Jingge's sage arrived immediately, followed by Song Mingyu. The young squire grabbed Song Mingyu, then stepped forward and blocked Song Mingyu behind him. Song Mingyu looked at his back in astonishment, but No matter how much Song Mingyu wanted to go forward, he would be blocked by the young saint servant.

But in front of Shi Jingge, Song Mingyu didn't dare to act too much, so he could only grit his teeth and bear it.

At this time, the holy servant called "Young Master" with some pride, with a very respectful attitude.

Song Mingyu was not reconciled, and wanted to speak, but at that moment, he was stepped on by the holy servant.

Song Mingyu: "!"

Song Mingyu's voice died before he could utter it, and Shi Jingge had already opened his mouth. Song Mingyu definitely couldn't interrupt Shi Jingge, so he could only look angrily at the back of the young saint servant.

...how could the paladin use such despicable methods?

Shi Jingge said with a sullen face, "Do you know how to catch birds?"

The young holy servant was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Shi Jingge to ask this question, but soon, he came to his senses and asked, "Minority or majority?"

"If the number is relatively large, some tools can be enabled."

"No need." Shi Jingge frowned, "Not many."

The young holy attendant noticed Shi Jingge's expression, and when he rolled his eyes, he immediately understood, and said intentionally: "Most residents in the territory are good at catching birds, especially children. In the time of a stick of incense, all those birds..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Shi Jingge, "No need."

After a pause, he added coldly: "They don't deserve to waste my time."

The young saint almost laughed, but at this moment, Shi Jingge stopped suddenly.

Get angry with the bird?

It's too ridiculous.

Shi Jingge was like a deflated ball, suddenly feeling very tired, he turned around and said lightly, "I'll go up and sleep for a while."

"Don't ask me to eat, don't bother me."

In an instant, the young saint servant and Song Mingyu were dumbfounded.

How do you say this? Just leave!

return! don't go!

"Young master!" The young saint waiter hurriedly said, but couldn't continue the words, so he could only bite the bullet and stepped forward, trying to find a way to persuade Shi Jingge to come down, "Madam and master want to give you a surprise, you see ..."

Shi Jingge only waved his hands and didn't even stop.

At the critical moment, it was Song Mingyu who suddenly opened up Ren and Du's two veins, and said with a strange yin and yang: "I heard that something happened to this young master, and he is ashamed to face others."

"It is said that they dare not even go out."

In an instant, Shi Jingge paused.

Song Mingyu subconsciously made a surprised sound as if he saw Shi Jingge suddenly, but he quickly reacted, stopped the sound, and then called dryly: "Young master."

Shi Jingge slowly turned his head to look at him with gloomy eyes, "That guy can't even manage a holy servant?"

Song Mingyu showed some dissatisfaction, but quickly lowered his head and apologized forcefully.

Shi Jingge sneered, "Take care of me."

Then, when Shi Jingge strode out, Song Mingyu looked up at his back, with a little light in his eyes.

When Shi Jingge finally walked out of the house, the sunlight outside the house shone on him, making him close his eyes subconsciously.

...somewhat harsh.

"Tell that guy that he can't manage his holy servants well, and I don't care to help him manage it."

Shi Jingge sneered and walked away.

Just after taking a few steps, he felt a little dazed.

Where are we going?

He was a little sleepy, he wanted to go back, but he didn't want to show his timidity in front of that guy and make him laugh for nothing.

Just, from the outside, so tired.

Shi Jingge's footsteps didn't stop, he didn't know where he was going, it was obviously the place where he grew up, but he felt a little strange.

After a while, Shi Jingge suddenly heard a voice.

It sounds like a clear spring surging.

"Don't pick my hair," said the voice with a little smile, "You guys are annoying, you know?"

"Don't take my knife away, give it back to me quickly."

"Hey!"

"Don't be so complacent, okay?"

Those words were supposed to be complaints, but there was no complaint in the voice, only wisps of smiles, as gentle as a breeze.

Shi Jingge finally looked over, and what came into view was a bird perched on the man's head.

That bird looks familiar.

Shi Jingge suddenly had an impulse in his heart, making him stride towards the man, "Is this your bird?"

Don't care about the bird, but the owner of the bird, right?

The man sitting on the lawn was startled, stood up instantly, and turned to look at Shi Jingge.

That unique and perfect face just appeared in front of Shi Jingge, which made him slightly taken aback.

But Shi Jingge wasn't the only one who was stunned?

The next second, the bird screamed, jumped to the man's hand with some dissatisfaction, and pecked at the man's hand.

The man felt the pain, realized that he grabbed the bird in his hand, sent it to Shi Jingge, and said without hesitation: "This bird has nothing to do with me!"

Immediately, Shi Jingge's expression was a little weird.

He thought about how this man would react, whether he was apologetic or respectful, but he never expected that the man would leave the relationship so readily without hesitation.

Before Shi Jingge could speak, the bird first acted out the fury of a bird for him. The bird pecked the man's hand several times, and the action was fast and fierce. The man let go of the bird in pain. The bird even bumped the man's head specifically, and then it croaked twice and walked away.

The man covered his head with his hands, fell on the lawn, and screamed in pain, and then when the bird's cry disappeared, he got up from the lawn neatly, touched his nose, and felt very embarrassed. Said: "That bird is too fierce, it ran away."

"Sorry, didn't catch it."

There was still a bit of guilt in the voice, the man lowered his head and touched his pecked hand from time to time, which seemed a little pitiful.

But Shi Jingge felt that there was a slight violation.

He frowned slightly, and said solemnly: "Didn't you let that bird go on purpose?"

The man's eyes widened, and he looked at Shi Jingge in disbelief, "Have you discovered this?"

Shi Jingge looked at him coldly, raised his chin arrogantly, "You lied to me."

"Do you know what's going to happen to you?"

"Hey hey—" the man stepped back again and again, his eyes were extremely innocent, "Don't be so fierce, I'm here to visit my uncle and aunt, and we are still relatives, I can still be considered half of your brother."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Shi Jingge, who yelled like an enraged little beast, "Shut up!"

The man nodded again and again, and covered his mouth with his hand, looking even more pitiful.

Shi Jingge looked at the man fiercely, a storm gradually gathered in his eyes.

The man hurriedly picked up the piece of wood and carved it with a knife. Shi Jingge suddenly stiffened, most of the ferocity dissipated in an instant, and even took a step back subconsciously.

The man noticed this, his eyes flickered slightly, and then looked at the wood in his hand, a trace of annoyance suddenly slipped in his heart.

He had just tossed the wood in his hand, making it look bad. It was almost impossible to carve a bird.

Had I known...he would have cared seriously.

But for Jiu Ri, this is not a difficult task.

Taking advantage of the young master's erratic attention, the carved wood "grows" back again, but the position is slightly different from before.

Soon, a lifelike wooden bird was carved.

The little bird was held up by a white hand and sent to Shi Jingge.

"I'll pay you one, okay?"

The man deliberately slowed down his speech, with a soft tone, as if to appease.

Shi Jingge's fingertips trembled, and then he came back to his senses, his eyes fixed on the wooden bird, his face gradually paled, but his expression was extremely complicated, it seemed resentment and nostalgia. With a little regret.

After a while, Shi Jingge slapped the man's arm as if awakened with a start, but he didn't use any force. The man's arm didn't even shake, and the wooden bird in his hand didn't even move.

The young master's stiff back relaxed for a moment, but he still shouted angrily, "Get out!"

"Take your bird and get out of here!"

"it is good."

A soft voice rang in Shi Jingge's ear, making him slightly taken aback.

At this moment, the man took Shi Jingge's hand, stuffed the wooden bird into his hand, and said softly: "Listen to you, I'll get lost."

"Don't be angry, okay?"

The voice was low, with the meaning of praying.

Only then did Shi Jingge come to his senses, and raised his hand to throw the wooden bird out, but when he raised his head, he met the man's particularly beautiful black eyes.

At this moment, those black eyes are densely covered with loss, sadness and sadness, densely packed like spider webs, and when people look at them, they seem to be caught in the web.

Shi Jingge suddenly felt sad, he subconsciously clenched the wooden bird in his hand, as if he couldn't breathe, he gritted his teeth and said "Get lost".

The voice was short, as if afraid of being heard.

In the next second, Shi Jingge swaggered away, walking extremely fast, as if fleeing from the desert.

The man looked at him fixedly, the loss and sadness in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a kind of excitement, as well as buried deep desire and deep restraint.

It was like a hunter who had been waiting for more than a hundred years and finally found his prey.

His prey was so beautiful, he couldn't bear to hurt him, so he could only endure and restrain himself, and approached bit by bit, knowing that his prey intended to accept him.

In the end, the wooden bird was not thrown away.

Why are you so good?

He laughed softly, and a sense of satisfaction suddenly surged from the bottom of his heart.

It was the young master who told him to leave, and it was the young master who ran away in the end.

So cute.

The bird that just flew away flew back again, and then flew in the direction of Shi Jingge.

Jiu Ri slowly closed his eyes, everything around him became clear in his mind.

Soon, he saw Shi Jingge.

When Shi Jingge ran back, Song Mingyu and the young saint waiter's eyes lit up, and they all came over, but when they approached Shi Jingge, Song Mingyu hesitated and stopped, but the young saint waiter immediately walked to Shi Jingge in front of the song.

"Young master," the young holy servant called out hastily, and caught Shi Jingge's eyes.

In an instant, Song Mingyu suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Just because he is the young master's holy servant, can he be treated differently by the young master?

After a long silence, Shi Jingge raised his head, speaking very slowly, as if thinking.

"It is said that there is a visitor outside."

"I'm too lazy to care."

"You ask someone to go and have a look."

After speaking, Shi Jingge went upstairs.

The corners of the man's lips turned up, with a full smile.

How can you be so good?

Shouting for me to get out, but actually sending someone to meet me?

So can I be sure that you really welcome me?

Kouichi opened his eyes and let out a long breath.

He brushed his fingers across the lawn and smiled meaningfully.

—[The place I went to this time will have unexpected gains. 】

—【Every day in the future, you will sincerely praise this journey. 】

It's an extremely accurate prophecy.

Fortunately, he made a prophecy because he was bored, otherwise he would never have waited patiently for two days, let alone waited to see this young master.

Thinking that he might miss Shi Jingge because of this, a mania surged in his heart, mixed with a little fear.

That feeling was very different, something Jiu Ri had never felt before.

The breeze lifted his hair, and the bird returned to his side. He was silent for a while, and finally heaved a long sigh of relief.

…fortunately.

"Mr. Nine."

At this moment, the voice of the young holy attendant came, much more respectful than the previous two days, Jiu Ri answered without even raising his head.

The young holy servant didn't care either, he only cared about the young master, since this Mr. Jiu can have a positive influence on the young master and can heal the young master, no matter how respectful he is, he should be respected.

"Young master let me take you in."

When Jiu Ri heard the words "Little Young Master", he raised his head and said with a faint smile, "Let's go."

The holy attendant led the way, but he was still thinking about Shi Jingge after all, so he couldn't help asking about Shi Jingge's situation.

Jiuri heard that, although he was still smiling, there was a little coldness in his eyes, he was silent for a moment, and said slowly: "He will be fine."

"Even if it's not good now, it will get better sooner or later."

"After all," the man paused and said meaningfully, "he has me."

The young holy servant paused, always feeling that there was something wrong with Mr. Jiu's words, but unfortunately, he couldn't tell what was wrong, so he could only shut up.

But there was a faint unwillingness in my heart.

...why isn't he a therapist?

…Is it too late to study now?

After a moment of silence, the young saint waiter spoke again: "The funeral of the young master will be held in three days."

"Master and Madam hope that you will lure the young master out on that day, so that the young master will not be stimulated."

"Of course there is no problem," Nine Ridge chuckled, "But I need your cooperation."

The young saint frowned slightly, "What?"

"It's nothing, just a little," Jiu Ri paused, and his smile became more meaningful, "Don't bother me and the young master."

"Anytime, anywhere."

The holy waiter pursed his lips, "I will ask the master and madam for instructions."

The man shrugged, not paying attention.

Shi Lingyi and Zhu Muyu would agree.

Sure enough, after hearing what happened today, Ling Yi and Zhu Muyu had no reason to disagree?

Their Xiaoge not only went out, but also spoke for Nine Days!

You know, during this period of time, Shi Jingge's words have become less and less. In order to make Shi Jingge say two more words, God knows how much effort Shi Lingyi and Zhu Muyu have put in, but there is little effect.

But Shi Jingge said so much for Jiu Ri today!

How could Shi Lingyi and Zhu Muyu not be excited?

As long as they treat Shi Jingge well, they will cooperate no matter what.

The two nodded, Song Mingyu and the young saint waiter didn't want it anymore, and there was no other way.

So, with the acquiescence of Shi Lingyi and Zhu Muyu, he went upstairs on the 9th and knocked on the door of Shi Jingge's room.

"Who?" Shi Jingge's voice couldn't contain his anger, "Didn't you tell me not to disturb? Why, my words won't work anymore, right?"

Jiu Ri didn't speak, just knocked on the door silently.

Finally, Shi Jingge opened the door, "Are you looking for death?"

He spoke one sentence at a time.

Looking at Shi Jingge's cannibalistic eyes, Jiu Ri shook his head slowly, and said honestly, "I'm not looking for death, I'm looking for you."

...I've been looking for it for a long, long time.

After a pause, Jiu Ri hurriedly added: "Uncle and Aunt asked me to come up and ask you to eat."

Shi Jingge called out with a cold face, but he didn't.

Between Shi Lingyi and Zhu Muyu's exhortations, no one came over.

"Really." Jiu Ri said helplessly, "Otherwise, how could I stand here, right?"

In the end, Shi Jingge sneered, and slammed the door heavily. With great effort, the door was trembling, showing his anger.

Nine days rubbed his nose, always feeling that the door was passing by the tip of his nose. He looked at Shi Jingge's door, but in the end he didn't knock on the door. He just took out a few leaves from his pocket and put them on his lips. Blow up.

The voice was soft and soothing, and gradually reached Shi Jingge's ears, causing Shi Jingge to smash the pillow against the door angrily.

At first, Shi Jingge yelled a few words to tell the man to shut up, but gradually, Shi Jingge's voice faded away.

That soft voice, like a lullaby, gently lingered in Shi Jingge's ears, and quickly calmed down the irritability in Shi Jingge's heart, and then made him sleepy and confused.

Shi Jing Geben wanted to resist, but the voice was so beautiful that he couldn't resist, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

It's been too long, too long since he's slept so soundly.

Nine Ridge stayed outside, knowing what was going on inside very well, until Shi Jingge really fell asleep, then he put down the leaf and said softly to the door: "Good night."

"Have a good dream."

After a pause, a gentle smile appeared in the man's eyes.

-"See you tomorrow."

The author has something to say: Nine days: swearing a sovereignty hehehe

Nine Days: With permission, no one can bother us this time hehehehehe

Jiuri: This time I'm going to stand up! !

Saint Servant Song Mingyu: ...I knew this guy was not a good guy! !

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