Chapter 10 Dimples
Chapter 10 Dimples
I don't remember how many times Lin Cheng turned over. He stared at the ceiling, as if he could see the people above through the thick floor.If he could see it, he would find that the people upstairs, like him, were constantly flipping around.
Shen Kuo was dreaming again.
In the dream, Shen Kuo was about three or four years old, running in small steps, and in front of him was a familiar big villa. As soon as he stepped in, he saw the servants standing aside tremblingly, and his father who was smashing things and roaring angrily.Noticing him coming in, the man stopped smashing things, but picked up the ruler at the side and walked over slowly.
"Papa, papa." Accompanied by scolding and roaring, the ruler kept falling on little Shen Kuo's immature body, the pain seemed to pass through time, Shen Kuo trembled, and large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
In the night, Xiao Shen Kuo was obediently lying on the bed, with large bruises on his exposed arms, and his mother was leaning on the other side of the bed, holding the Hans Christian Andersen fairy tale she had seen not long ago, speaking softly. Telling stories in English to lull him to sleep.I don't know from which corner, a large swath of red suddenly rose, sweeping over the sky and covering the sky, and finally dyed the entire dreamland.
Shen Kuo opened his eyes abruptly and sat up.
His chest heaved violently, and it took a long time before Shen Kuo calmed down.Unable to fall asleep for a while, Shen Kuo simply got up and put on some clothes, planning to go downstairs to get a glass of water, and then come back to read the unfinished documents during the day.
The bed sheet had been turned out of its folds, but Lin Cheng still didn't feel sleepy.Suddenly there seemed to be a faint movement coming from the door, Lin Cheng turned over in a jerk and got out of bed to open the door, and the two faced each other directly.
"Why don't you go to sleep?" Shen Kuo frowned slightly, what's wrong with this child?
Lin Cheng was at a loss for words for a while, seeing that he didn't know how to answer, he suddenly noticed the unwiped sweat beads on Shen Kuo's forehead.
"Are you feeling sick again?" Lin Cheng frowned and looked at him, his eyes seemed dissatisfied and worried.
"It's okay, it's hot." Shen Kuo replied casually. "It's you, hurry up and go to sleep." Shen Kuo went downstairs, took Lin Cheng in his arms, and dragged him to the bedroom.Lin Cheng obviously didn't believe that set of rhetoric, he still frowned and looked at him secretly, Shen Kuo pretended not to see, where the two touched, the boy's body temperature penetrated the skin, miraculously soothing the lingering fear in his heart.
After entering the bedroom, Lin Cheng consciously lay down on the bed.Shen Kuo reached out to help him turn off the bedside lamp, and accidentally brushed the boy's cheek with his hand.The touch of his hands was so good, Shen Kuo couldn't hold back, and squeezed on the soft face.
The originally fair cheeks turned red.
Lin Cheng furiously opened someone's claws, rolled up the quilt, and turned over heavily.Then I found it unreasonable to count, turned back and said: "You go back and rest quickly, I will sleep well." I looked at the corner of the wall for a while and the ceiling for a while, but I didn't look at someone with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
Whether it was flirting with children or the shy Lin Cheng, it was the first experience for Shen Kuo. He felt that it was so novel, and he unconsciously tapped Lin Cheng's cheek with his hand. When he saw Lin Cheng's dimple for the first time, he thought did.
Now Lin Cheng didn't care about the etiquette, he turned around directly, reached out and turned off the light heavily.This time Shen Kuo didn't move any more, he turned around lightly and went out to close the door.
After receiving a glass of water and returning to the room, Shen Kuo didn't read the documents, and leaned on the bed with a smile on his lips, not knowing what he was thinking.Slowly, drowsiness struck again, Shen Kuo closed his eyes, and it was dawn when he opened them again.
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