Chapter 4
The coffin, which only appeared in movies and TV dramas, was now placed abruptly in the middle of the bedroom.
Could it be that Mr. Xu...
Shen Tingzhou's pupils trembled, his eye sockets were hot, and he was so sad that he couldn't control himself.
How could Mr. Xu, who is so young, sit up from his coffin!!!
Shen Tingzhou watched a figure slowly rise from the coffin, then turned around and looked over.
The person in the coffin had a murderous face, high eyebrows, thin lips, and a pair of beautiful phoenix eyes that looked a little gloomy under the dim light.
Shen Tingzhou took a half step back, his heart skipped a beat, and after a long while he managed to utter a word, "You..."
Xu Xun asked, "Is this dress okay?"
Shen Tingzhou's mind was stuck for two or three seconds, "Quite, quite handsome."
The color is just too monotonous. Who would wear a black suit and black tie?
It's not like I'm going to a funeral.
Shen Tingzhou had just finished complaining when he heard Xu Xun say, "Then order this as your birthday suit."
Shen Tingzhou: ???
The bedroom door was pushed open, and an old man with half-white hair walked in. "Dinner is ready."
Xu Xun took off his neatly tied tie and casually hung it on the coffin, saying calmly, "We'll have dinner here."
The old man turned a blind eye to the coffin and the person inside it.
He said to Shen Tingzhou, "I asked them to prepare the ingredients for the three-flavor sleeping soup. Doctor Shen, take a few packets back with you when you leave, so you won't have trouble sleeping at night if you see dirty things."
Dirty stuff?
When Shen Tingzhou heard this, he looked towards the pitch-black coffin unconsciously.
You can't say this thing is dirty, but it is certainly scary.
Xu Xun glanced at the butler without any emotion.
The housekeeper ignored Xu Xun and said, "Doctor Shen, please go downstairs and eat. The porridge will get cold soon."
Shen Tingzhou hesitated, "Mr. Xu's legs..."
The butler chuckled, "Don't worry about him, his legs are still intact and he can crawl out of the coffin."
Shen Tingzhou: ...You are a bit sharp-tongued.
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There was a subtle atmosphere of tension between Xu Xun and the housekeeper. Shen Tingzhou didn't know what had happened, but he couldn't say much since he was an outsider after all.
After thinking about it, he followed the housekeeper downstairs obediently.
The lights in the restaurant are warm in color. There are several home-cooked dishes on the long white marble dining table, and soft and sticky millet porridge in the gold-painted porcelain bowls.
The host had not arrived yet, and Shen Tingzhou was embarrassed to sit down, but the housekeeper had already pulled out the dining chair for him, so he had no choice but to sit down.
After a while, footsteps were heard outside the restaurant.
Xu Xun, wearing a black shirt and trousers, walked in.
Shen Tingzhou subconsciously looked at his legs. Seeing nothing wrong with the way he walked, Shen Tingzhou felt relieved.
The housekeeper walked up coldly, took something like a feather duster, and swept Xu Xun from head to toe.
After sweeping the front, they went around to the back of Xu Xianshen and continued sweeping, as if there was something unlucky and dirty on him.
Xu Xun also had a blank expression on his face. He stood there indifferently, allowing the other party to do what he wanted.
Shen Tingzhou: Ying!
As if he had entered some terrible Shura field, Shen Tingzhou hugged himself, feeling helpless and weak.
The butler put down what he was holding and pulled out the dining chair for Xu Xun.
Xu Xun said nothing and sat on it.
The food was very light, and the atmosphere in the restaurant was not right, so Shen Tingzhou thought he would lose his appetite.
After picking up his chopsticks, he realized that he had underestimated his appetite.
The dishes on the table looked very homely, but the cooking method was not homely at all. The choy sum was stewed in the broth made from chicken bones and chicken.
I don't know how the bitter melon was processed, maybe the pulp was dug out, so it only had a little bitterness and was bright green. The bamboo shoots were also stir-fried and refreshing, retaining a bit of crispness.
Shen Tingzhou ate with dignity while paying attention to the movements around him.
There is something wrong with today's employers and today's housekeepers.
Of course, his painting style has always been quite strange.
Shen Tingzhou took a peek at the butler, who had his hair combed back, was wearing white gloves and a tuxedo.
Well, how should I put it?
Pretty dark butler.
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Shen Tingzhou certainly didn't come here to eat. After dinner, he began to examine Xu Xun's legs.
Three winters ago, a tragic pileup occurred on the highway, killing six people on the spot and injuring dozens.
Xu Xun's parents died in the car accident. Xu Xun was also in the car at the time and his legs were seriously injured.
He stayed in the hospital for more than half a year and underwent another year of rehabilitation. He was able to stand up again in the last six months, but his legs still hurt on rainy days.
Shen Tingzhou first applied hot compress and then started massaging, his movements were very skillful.
Shen Tingzhou always wears shirts with buttons buttoned neatly, exuding a scholarly air of aloofness and distinction.
But at this moment, he lowered his head, his long eyelashes were dyed dimly yellow by the wall lamp, and the lines of his profile were softened.
This long silence made Shen Tingzhou unable to help but look up and meet a pair of dark eyes.
Shen Tingzhou was slightly stunned, "Uncomfortable?"
Xu Xun looked at Shen Tingzhou without avoiding or dodging his gaze and said "hmm" without any expression.
Shen Tingzhou hesitated for a moment, "...Then I'll give you a hot compress after the massage."
Xu Xun hummed again.
Shen Tingzhou lowered his head and continued working. A slight warm air brushed across the back of his neck, like Xu Xun's breath, making him feel uncomfortable.
After enduring for a few minutes, Shen Tingzhou raised his head again.
Xu Xun still maintained his original posture and did not get too close to him, just staring at him without blinking.
Those eyes were like a bottomless pool, reflecting Shen Tingzhou clearly.
Shen Tingzhou's heart was moved, and he couldn't help thinking of that creepy coffin. He lowered his voice and asked in a casual tone: "Mr. Xu, has anything gone wrong recently?"
Xu Xun said, "Is it bad that so many people out there want me to die?"
Shen Tingzhou paused.
There's no need to be so heartfelt.
Xu Xun's parents died unexpectedly, and the other members of the Xu family wanted to eat Xu Xun, who inherited a large amount of inheritance, alive.
But after all, it was someone else's family affair, and Shen Tingzhou couldn't express his opinion casually.
"Actually... everyone's final destination is that little box."
Glancing at the coffin next to him, Shen Tingzhou paused subtly for a few seconds.
As if he could see what Shen Tingzhou was thinking, Xu Xun said, "You didn't buy it for me alone."
Shen Tingzhou's eyes widened a little.
This……
Is this going to be a group funeral?
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After Shen Tingzhou washed his hands and was about to leave after pulling on his coat, the housekeeper handed him a bag of tranquilizer medicine.
Shen Tingzhou thanked him and took the things naturally.
This was not the first time the butler had given him something. On the contrary, every time he left here, the butler would never let him leave empty-handed.
I feel quite embarrassed.
The housekeeper sent Shen Tingzhou to the door and suddenly asked, "Doctor Shen like cats?"
Shen Tingzhou's shoulders stiffened, and he suspected that the other party saw him sucking the stray cats nearby. That scene was somewhat...
indecent.
Therefore, Shen Tingzhou did not dare to respond easily.
The housekeeper continued, "I rescued a stray cat some time ago, and since then it has brought some things to me every few days."
Wow!
Looking at the butler's graying temples and his kind yet dignified face, Shen Tingzhou immediately believed this touching story.
The mysterious butler and the fairy cat.
If God lets them meet, there is a high chance that they will save each other!
Then Shen Tingzhou heard the housekeeper say: "...I beat it up a few days ago."
Meow meow meow?
Shen Tingzhou looked at the housekeeper in astonishment, and then heard him say, "It keeps bringing dead mice here."
cough.
Shen Tingzhou closed his mouth and said, okay.
The housekeeper said: "When it brought the first mouse here, I touched its head and fed it a cat snack. This may have given it the wrong signal, so it brought mice here one by one."
The story is still touching.
It's just touching but also a bit bloody and unhygienic.
But it's a cat!
Even if it was sitting on a pile of rat corpses, Shen Tingzhou would only shout, "Cat General who eliminates harm for the people!"
Shen Tingzhou asked politely, "Where's the cat?"
Housekeeper: "Take it to the pet hospital for circumcision."
Shen Tingzhou's pupils trembled: "Cut it, cut it?"
The housekeeper smiled and said, "Cut off the balls."
Shen Tingzhou: You know how to breathe heavily.
The butler slowly stopped smiling. "Sometimes being too gentle is not a good thing, especially when giving correct feedback on something that went wrong."
He looked at Shen Tingzhou, "Are you right, Doctor Shen?"
The eyes looking over seemed to have seen everything, wise and steady.
Shen Tingzhou just felt that the housekeeper said something that he didn't understand, but was very philosophical.
The other party did not force him to understand, and smiled and said, "It's late, Dr. Shen, be careful on the road."
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After seeing Shen Tingzhou off, the housekeeper went upstairs.
Xu Xun was lying in the coffin. Hearing the door opening, he said coldly, "You talked too much today."
The butler walked over. The person in the coffin had his eyes closed, with his long eyelashes covering his tall and straight nose, casting a little shadow like a small mole, making the handsome face look even more classical.
But he frowned, had pale lips, and was dressed in black, which made him look a little gloomy unconsciously.
The butler looked at it for a few seconds and said, "You'll scare him."
"It's none of your business." Xu Xun turned over and raised his hand to close the coffin lid.
The words were said gloomily, but the actions were somewhat childish from the past.
The butler smiled and pushed the coffin lid open again.
A ray of light fell on his narrow and delicate eyebrows. Xu Xun opened his eyes and looked up at the person beside the coffin with an expressionless face.
Housekeeper: "Take medicine."
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Shen Tingzhou stopped at the traffic light.
The red light ahead counts down from 90 seconds to 89, 88, 87...
When the countdown reached 57 seconds, Shen Tingzhou suddenly thought of the cat holding the mouse in its mouth and the dark coffin in Xu Xun's room.
These two things are obviously unrelated, but they have always been intertwined in Shen Tingzhou's mind.
A few seconds later, he took out his cell phone and carefully sent a message to Xu Xun.
After sending the message, the red light turned green and Shen Tingzhou drove across the intersection.
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When he heard that he had to take medicine, Xu Xun closed his eyes again.
After a stalemate of dozens of seconds, the cell phone beside him suddenly rang.
The housekeeper picked up the phone and clicked on the message.
"It's from Doctor Shen." Seeing Xu Xun opened his eyes, the housekeeper read the text message aloud, "Doctor Shen asked you to take the medicine obediently."
Xu Xun frowned a little, obviously not believing what the housekeeper said. He reached out and took the phone to check -
[Mr. Xu, I think that coffin is not suitable for you. Let's leave it to Mr. Xu Zhiming. He is the elder and should be able to use it sooner.]
Xu Zhiming is Xu Xun's uncle, and he once threatened to fight for the family property in front of the media.
After Xu Xian's parents died in a car accident, the entire Xu family was extremely furious.
Xu Xun's gaze fell on the screen of his mobile phone, with his eyes lowered, it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.
The butler glanced at him, turned around and went out to ask someone to go upstairs and carry the coffin away.
When he returned to the bedroom, Xu Xun was already lying on his bed, and the housekeeper's mouth relaxed.
It has to be Doctor Shen.