Jealousy (29)
Song Shu was confused, "Why is the jealousy level rising again?"
【So you still remember the jealousy value. 】
555: [If the jealousy value increases, of course someone is jealous. ]
The change in the jealousy value does not simply refer to one or two people. In addition to Shui Lan and Qing Xiao, the group of perverts who are staring at Song Shu are also referred to.
Song Shu was stunned for a moment, and put his hands in his pockets: "Is it Alice?"
555: [Hehe, guess.]
Song Shu: "Haha, guess whether I guess or not."
555: [Go away.]
Song Shu regretted, "You are so boring, it's just for fun."
555: [Not Alice.]
Song Shu lay down, "It's okay then."
555 Sigh. The two brothers Shui Lian and Qing Xiao fought for Song Shu, and lived and died. Song Shu only had Alice in his mind. It was quite miserable.
Song Shu didn't know that he was almost killed and somehow escaped. His mind was full of Alice.
Song Shu had a sweet dream last night of kissing Alice. He blushed a little. In the dream, Alice was also pressing him down and kissing him. He woke up when he was about to take off his pants.
Song Shu held her face in her hands sweetly, wondering why she hadn't finished it.
555: [Hehe.]
It said sarcastically: [You will be crushed under it soon. ]
The implication is obvious, but it's a pity that Song Shu is a fool.
Song Shu not only thanked it for its blessing, but also praised it for carrying the camera, saying, "You started lifting weights so early. You are really self-disciplined."
555: [……]
I have self-discipline, you bastard.
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The past half month spent with Alice was like a beautiful dream. Now that I’m awake, I feel a sense of emptiness and loss as if my favorite anime series had to end.
The withdrawal reaction was too strong and Song Shu couldn't help feeling depressed.
Back in the old house, he had to live according to the schedule set by Bo Wen. Song Shu finished his breakfast numbly, with Bo Wen staring at him, making Song Shu feel particularly stressed every time he picked up his chopsticks.
As he was eating, Song Shu suddenly became a little irritable and didn't want to eat anymore. He put down his chopsticks and said, "I'm done."
Behind him, Bo Wen took off his gloves, accurately picked up the dishes that Song Shu had picked up the most, and put them in the bowl, saying coldly, "Finish eating."
Bo Wen's body temperature was low, and Song Shu was almost enveloped by his breath. The strong feeling of coldness and oppression made people feel uncomfortable.
He speaks in an imperative tone. Who does he think he is?
Song Shu gritted his teeth, not losing his temper, he really treated people like kittens and puppies. He raised his eyes, met Bo Wen's cold gaze, and timidly took back his bold words, picked up the chopsticks, and muttered: "Anyway, it's not just one or two days of cowardice, a wise man will not suffer a loss in front of him."
555: [………]
You are quite open-minded.
After Song Shu finished one bowl of porridge, the masked servant next to him added more porridge. Bai Wen sat on the other side and used a public chopstick to pick up food for him, so he was forced to eat another bowl until his stomach was so full that he could not bear it anymore.
Song Shu felt like vomiting after eating so much. Bo Wen slowly put down his chopsticks and looked at him gently: "Did you make any new friends this time? I was too much of a pushover before, so you wanted to run away with Shui Lan."
Bo Wen continued with some self-mockery: "It seems that my discipline and education of you have failed. When we find Shui Lian, I will hand him over to you. If you like him, you can keep him by your side."
"No new friends."
When Song Shu mentioned this, he could not help but think of what 555 told him, about Shui Lian and his group being caught by Bo Wen after escaping. He pursed his lips and said, "Did you kill them all?"
Song Shu didn't know. He was quite prone to revealing his emotions in front of Bo Wen. Whether they were good or bad, he could hardly hide his emotions.
She was very stubborn when she pursed her lips, like a puffer fish in danger, instinctively resisting everything.
But he is not a pufferfish, he has no thorns to protect himself, and he has no poisonous venom. His long hair is tied up, and his gorgeous face is completely exposed. Flowers without thorns will be picked if they grow in the wild.
His eyes seemed to vaguely sweep over Qing who was wearing a mask beside Song Shu, and Bo Wen answered slowly: "Of course not."
Bo Wen's words were very vague, without a clear concept. It could be said that the killing was not complete, or it could be said that no killing was done, leaving it to Song Shu to interpret.
What Riddler.
Song Shu frowned, holding back his anger, "Don't send anyone to arrest them anymore. I did all this, and it has nothing to do with them."
Song Shu had asked Ying to tell Bo Wen before, but he felt that Bo Wen might still not give up, so he had to emphasize it again, "I asked them to do this, it's none of their business. It's not fair for you to treat them like this."
Bowen thought he was going to run away anyway. Such a strong and arrogant person would not easily change his mind, so he might as well take the blame. This way, Shuilan would have less pressure on Alice and could better assist Alice.
Song Shu believed that he did it all for Alice, but he didn't understand what his actions meant to others.
The servants around him knelt on the ground, and only the masked boy named Qing stood beside him. Because of the mask, people couldn't see his expression clearly, but they could roughly see his red and shocked eyes.
Song Shu's words were like a heavy hammer, and a huge sense of absurdity swept through his body. Qing's body trembled unsteadily, and he even forgot to kneel down. He looked at the sitting Song Shu in disbelief. From his line of sight, he could only see the young man's white and clean neck and well-proportioned waist.
In the morning, he should have stabbed the hairpin into the back of the youth's neck and killed Song Shu. However, Song Shu now said that he had done it all and asked Bo Wen to let them go.
Bo Wen smiled, but the viciousness in his eyes was like a poisonous snake tightly wrapped around his eyeballs. He was so eager to take the blame, it seemed that he really liked Shui Lan.
"What do you think of that child?"
Song Shu was confused. What was he thinking?
He was puzzled and slow for a moment, and it was this moment of slowness that made Bo Wen more certain of his guess.
——Song Shu likes Shui Lan and is even willing to run away with her.
For the past half month, Bo Wen has been very confused. Why does Song Shu like Shui Lian? He has found so many people for Song Shu, why does Song Shu only like Shui Lian?
As far as I can remember, Shui Lian was not the most outstanding one among the children he selected.
Bo Wen thought about it for a long time. He had raised Song Shu for too long, and the remaining self-esteem in his heart was not willing to admit that he did not understand Song Shu.
Just like when he treated Song Buchen, he thought Song Buchen would choose him, but in the end he chose Angel who liked him, which made him a complete joke in the friendship among the three people.
He didn't want to make the same mistake again, so even if his idea was wrong he didn't want to think about it too much.
Such doubts continued until one day the secret guards told him that they had captured Shui Lan's younger brother Qing Xiao.
Qing Xiao was sent back to the old house, already in a half-dead state, with only her eyes still glowing with astonishing fire.
He was angry, resentful, and wanted to kill him.
Bo Wen looked at those eyes quietly, and only thought of the picture album about Alice that Song Shu had hidden.
The pure and charming eyes were shining, as if they were shining into the bright stars. They were a pair of extremely special and unforgettable eyes.
Now he saw such a familiar pair of eyes in Qingxiao.
It was like finally putting the last key piece of a puzzle in place, and all the clues closed into logic. The first thing Bo Wen felt was ridiculous.
Qingxiao and Shuilan are brothers, and their facial features are not much different. So Song Shu likes Shuilan because of the pair of eyes that are similar to Alice's?
Is Shui Lian also a stand-in?
Interestingly, he initially chose Qing Xiao, but Shui Lian took the initiative to find him and asked him to change someone.
Bai Wen still felt angry towards Song Shu, but he had not lost his mind like he did before. He even felt a rare sense of relief.
Song Shu is not as infatuated as his father, who finds substitutes and even seeks pleasure with other people.
Isn't this the original child he wanted to cultivate?
It was as if he had finally caught the only stable factor among countless intertwined variables, and Bo Wen's mood finally calmed down.
He thought of the girl named Alice again.
Bo Wen stroked the wrinkles on his sleeves like a gentleman. He would find her, kill her, and then take control of Song Shu again.
Transferring Qing Xiao to Song Shu's side was probably just a way for Bo Wen to arrange personnel in a bad way.
Shui Lian must be looking for Qing Xiao. Wouldn't it be interesting to put Qing Xiao next to Song Shu? He was really curious about how the elder brother and the younger brother had different thoughts to become like this.
Like a hunter waiting to catch a small animal, Bo Wen wanted to see Qing Xiao in pain, and then see if Song Shu could recognize Qing Xiao.
As for whether Qing Xiao would harm Song Shu, Bo Wen cast a magic on Song Shu, so this was not something to worry about.
For some reason, Song Shu found that Bai Wen's aura had become much softer.
Bowen: "How did you get along with Prince Ellis this time?"
This sentence was somewhat tentative. The information obtained from Ryan was still not enough for Bowen to feel at ease about the prince whose name sounded the same as Alice.
Maybe he should ask the secret guards to help him get a portrait of Prince Ellis.
Bo Wen made a decision in his heart and became more relaxed.
Song Shu was scared to death. He was in love with Alice after all, and Bo Wen was a pervert with a strong desire for control. If he became suspicious of Alice, he might break up with Alice right there.
Song Shu's back was soaked with cold sweat. He felt guilty but tried to remain calm. His long-term expressionless nature made every word he said seem extremely credible.
"It's okay, nothing special."
Bo Wen was indeed very satisfied. "The vacation at the academy is not over yet, you can have a good rest in the ancient house. Of course, you can also go to the palace to take a look."
At this time, Song Shu was not aware that Bo Wen had seen the more than 40 paintings of Alice in his study, and he was even less aware that Bo Wen was about to send someone to retrieve Alice's portrait.
He thought Bowen had let him go, and nodded eagerly, but he was thinking, who is going to enter the palace? Facing that pervert Liane, he might as well draw a hundred sketches a day!
…
"It turns out that there is no need to set a flag."
Song Shu sat in the carriage to the palace with indifference, "If I say anything more next time, please slap me directly."
555 was tired of holding the camera, so he just turned on the recorder, [Why, it's just entering the palace, isn't there Bo Wen in the old house? ]
Song Shu thought about it and felt that it made a lot of sense. He was a little touched for a moment because 555 finally said something unifying in a sarcastic way after these days.
"555, you are so nice."
When Song Shu praises others, his eyes will unconsciously emit the buff of sincerity, and with the blessing of his good looks, it is very easy for people to have the illusion of being valued.
555 knew that Song Shu was just saying it casually, but she still felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by Song Shu. She silently turned off the recorder and snorted proudly.
Song Shu received an invitation from Klein this time and came to the palace specifically to tutor Klein on his homework.
Song Shu felt that tutoring was just a cover. Klein wrote so many letters urging him to come back, and asked him to come over as soon as he came back. He must have something he wanted to discuss with him.
As for what it was about, Song Shu could probably guess.
——Klein saw that he and Ellis had been together for such a long time, so he came here specifically to find out about Ellis!
After all, Ellis and Klein are each other's rivals.
Song Shu took a deep breath. It was finally his turn to be of use to his wife. It was time to show Klein what it meant to be in Cao's camp but have your heart with Han!
The carriage wheels rumbled along the palace road and soon stopped in front of a small villa.
Before Song Shu got off the carriage, he saw Klein waiting on the roadside.
Klein was wearing a formal suit, a black and red waistcoat and a black long coat. His figure and appearance were first-rate, and he was even more pleasing to the eye than a modern male model.
Song Shu was helped down from the carriage. A gust of wind happened to blow by, and her neatly tied hair flew in the air, brushing against her cheeks and red lips, and was pressed near her earlobe by her fingertips.
Klein reacted very quickly to catch the fallen hairpin, held it in his palm and handed it back, smiling: "Teacher, long time no see."
"haven't seen you for a long time."
Song Shu didn't know how to tie her hair up, so she put the hairpin in her pocket and followed Klein into the room.
The servant poured tea and served snacks. Klein pushed the gilded teacup over to him and said, "I'm sorry to bother you with my letters these days."
Song Shu shook his head: "Don't bother."
What Klein wrote was much better than Anthony's incomprehensible nonsense. At least it made him want to reply.
Song Shu felt thirsty and took a sip of tea. "What's the matter with you asking me to come over?"
Klein put down his teacup, bent his long legs slightly, and the curls tangled on the back of his neck fell with his movements. He said slowly: "I want to ask the teacher what he thinks of the next king."
If Song Shu looked carefully, he could have noticed the incoordination of Klein's movements, or in other words, he could have noticed that Klein was actually injured. But unfortunately, Song Shu was only attentive to Alice, and didn't pay much attention to other people.
What he was thinking was, here it comes, it’s finally here, and it’s time for him to take sides.
555 sharpening the knife: [Don't forget. ]
The love line is a mess, but at least Song Shu has to hold on to the plot line firmly.
Song Shu made an OK gesture in his heart, and lowered his eyes while sipping his tea, "You are very suitable for this position."
Song Shu deliberately avoided looking at Klein. On the one hand, it was to avoid feeling guilty, and on the other hand, he felt that he was really a bit of a scumbag.
555: [That’s not it. I just praised Alice yesterday, and now I’m here to coax Klein again.]
Ahem…!!
Song Shu almost choked. His hair stood on end. Why did 555 make him sound like a gay who had sex with his girlfriend but then abandoned her?
Klein smiled unexpectedly. His dark skin looked a little flushed, like an excited snake, cold and weird.
He looked at Song Shu bluntly, "The teacher seems to trust me very much."
Klein was not Ryan's child. He was just a forbidden product of black magic born in a laboratory, the product of Lilith's failed attempt to keep Song Shu's mother Angel.
Without royal blood, how could he participate in the royal succession? So Klein targeted Song Shu. He knew from the beginning that Ryan, Lilith, and Bowen favored Song Shu. As long as Song Shu supported him, Ryan might let him participate in the succession battle just to watch the fun.
Song Shu was born as a darling, and she didn't have to worry about anything from the moment she was born. Klein's pain also began from the moment he was born, as his birth was forcibly engraved with Song Shu's name.
But he still couldn't understand what Song Shu was: a signal of pain or a safe word for salvation?
Klein had mixed feelings towards Song Shu. He hated Ryan and Lilith who created him, but he just couldn't hate Song Shu. It was clear that everything he had was indirectly caused by Song Shu. Without Song Shu, he wouldn't even have to endure those humiliating admonitions. But the result was that he couldn't hate her after trying.
Klein's eyelids drooped slightly, his dark complexion, and his pupils were as black as obsidian, which always gave him a bit of evil. This made Klein need to smile gently, suppressing his evil nature with royal gentleman etiquette, and making his demeanor appear more friendly.
He knew how to make himself more likable, but unfortunately the man in front of him only had eyes for Alice.
Song Shu sat opposite Klein, holding the cup of tea that Klein pushed over to him. He had been under Bo Wen's control for many years and rarely left the old house. His skin was pale, like the layer of milk skin that appeared on boiling milk. His facial features were delicate, yet sharp and heroic. You would not mistake his gender, but you could not take your eyes off him.
Klein wondered how he felt about Song Shu, and how Song Shu viewed him. How could Song Shu say that she believed him with such certainty and confidence, yet in such a nonchalant tone?
The words and attitude are very contradictory, but there is another possibility, that is, Song Shu may really not care about this kind of thing, nor does she care about him.
When facing them, Song Shu was always casual, even a little lazy. Maybe he was distracted while holding the teacup, thinking about Ellis or what to eat today. In any case, his focus would not be on them. Counting the things that Song Shu had done carefully, Klein could think of almost all of them were related to Ellis.
His younger brother, Ellis, was the real child of King Ryan, another favored child of heaven with a completely different fate from his own and an enviable happiness.
It had been a long time since Klein had felt such inhuman bloodthirsty killing intent. He suppressed it, but that emotion still inevitably escaped from his eyes.
But the cruel thing is, no matter how much his emotions are revealed, the only person present will not care.
As if by nature, Song Shu was incompatible with this world. He had a chilling indifference and a preference for one person that made people want to tear him apart and imprison him, so that at least he would be able to tolerate other people.
But the dead are never as vivid as the living. The bodies left after death are also cold, without any response, and the hateful indifference is still there.
Watching Song Shu drinking tea and daydreaming, Klein finally had some sudden enlightenment.
He thought that if Song Shu was so hateful whether he was dead or alive, then Song Shu should die with him.
They perished with him and their bodies were buried together.
Ryan and Lilith would probably be mad like this, right?
If this is the ending, it doesn't matter if the battle for succession fails. Klein's mood changed, and he quickly got rid of his depressed and gloomy mood. He looked at Song Shu again and asked the second question of the day: "Teacher, if I use healing magic endlessly, is it a good thing?"
Song Shu immediately thought of a depressing anime. He naturally disagreed with the endless use of healing magic. If the wound healed, could the pain be eliminated?
The last time he fell, the wound was gone, but the pain was still there.
Song Shu said after careful consideration: "Sometimes it is not a bad thing to let porcelain break."
The aura around Klein seemed to be more joyful. It was a very strange, monster-like aura of courtship.
He stroked his teacup, his eyes twinkling: "I heard that the teacher and Ellis get along very well."
The first time Klein tried to write a letter to Song Shu, Song Shu sent him an unfinished drawing in reply. Coincidentally, Alice's chin was very similar to Klein's, and the draft Song Shu drew was just a small section of the chin and lips. This also gave Klein an illusion.
The moment he received the letter, Klein was actually somewhat excited. Being cared for was a novel experience for him.
Whether writing a letter to Song Shu or inviting Song Shu to the palace, it was not only to escape Li An's cruel admonitions, but also to follow the greedy delusion in his heart to contact Song Shu.
If Song Shu knew everything behind this, would he find him pitiful or ridiculous?
Song Shu, who had been distracted, suddenly perked up. After talking so much nonsense, it was finally time to get to the point!
He sat upright, ready to answer (nonsense) questions about Ellis.
But what Klein asked unexpectedly was: "Ellis is a man, and I am also a man. Teacher, can I?"
Song Shu: “???”
555: [? ? ? ]
No, bro, how come you fell in love too?
Song Shu didn't understand what Klein meant at first, and was stunned for a long time until Klein approached.
Klein was tall and his sudden approach gave Song Shu a strong sense of oppression. He had a bad feeling in his heart. He swallowed in panic. Alice was not a man!
At the same time, Bowen in the old house received a magic video about Ellis brought back by his subordinates.
This time, Bo Wen asked Ying to follow Song Shu out, so the secret guards he ordered were not within the scope of the secret guards led by Ying. This also led to the exposure of Ying's previous cover-up of the matter between Song Shu and Alice.
The moment Bo Wen saw Ellis' magic video, he finally understood what the eyes painted by Song Shu would look like when they moved.
Ellis' eyes are exactly the same as Alice in Song Shu's painting.
The missing puzzle piece fell back into my hand, and those details that I couldn't explain at other times also emerged one by one.
No wonder Song Shu wanted to stay with Ellis and didn't want to come back. No wonder Song Shu avoided his gaze when he asked.
No wonder he almost searched the entire main city and checked everyone Song Shu had met one by one but couldn't find him.
Ha, Bo Wen covered his face and laughed.
The laughter was cold and vaguely crazy.
It turns out that the person she really likes is Prince Ellis. How much does Song Shu want to cover up that he drew more than 40 pictures of women's clothing to deceive people?
…
[The jealousy value has risen to 45%, please be informed. 】
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The sky outside the window is dim, and the autumn wind blows suddenly, sweeping away the dust and fallen leaves. Since the beginning of autumn, the first rainstorm of autumn is finally coming.
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