Chapter 122 Crazy

"My little master, are you fully healed?"

"No."

Shen Xiu was a little depressed. He had been extremely careful in his escape, but he was still discovered.

He just didn't want to see the young master dying in that broken woodshed.

The knife chopped on his body, and also on the young master.

The pain was on the young master, and also on his heart.

He knew from the beginning what he was and where he came from.

He also knew that he could suppress Shen Ji's consciousness and completely control this body by himself.

But he didn't. Looking at Shen Ji's appearance, he always wondered if he came here just for Shen Ji.

The young master is very handsome, at least Shen Xiu thinks so.

The young master looks very handsome when he smiles, but he rarely smiles. Shen Xiu likes to see the young master smile.

Later he found that when he made the young master laugh, the young master would laugh.

Actually, it wasn't true. It was just that Shen Ji found it very interesting to see him dancing and trying every way to make him laugh, so he curled up the corners of his lips.

The young master always said that his sacrifice was a memorial sacrifice. Shen Xiu didn't like to hear him say that. Memorial sacrifices are to commemorate the dead, and the young master is not dead, so how can it be called a memorial sacrifice?

"Young master, aren't you going home?"

"Home, I can't go back for the time being."

"Why?"

"Because someone wants me."

"Who wants it?"

"The Lord of Liyang City."

"Then can I want you too?"

Shen Ji paused and glanced at the person in the mirror. Shen Xiu looked serious and didn't seem to be joking.

He asked Shen Xiu.

"Do you know what I mean by if?"

Shen Xiu said.

"I know."

"But you can't do anything, right?"

Shen Ji's words made Shen Xiu silent for a long time. When Shen Ji thought he would not speak again, Shen Xiu spoke.

"I am you, young master. We are one. Will you love yourself well?"

He added after he finished speaking.

"Including my share."

Shen Ji was silent, turned his back, and no longer faced Shen Xiu.

Shen Xiu was like a fool, rushing in his heart, and did not stop until his heart could no longer bear the crazy beating.

From then on, he would always bring Shen Xiu when talking to people around him, and seven out of ten sentences would mention Shen Xiu.

Shen Ji was not a pure young man. As he grew older, he knew more and more. It was not that no one had proposed marriage to him, but he rejected them all.

He felt that he would not bring happiness to others, but would bring misfortune.

But when seven out of ten of his sentences were about Shen Xiu, he knew that he was finished.

There lived in his heart a person who was separated by a mirror and whom he could not even touch.

He had also suppressed and controlled himself, but all ended in failure.

Shen Xiu's words were like thunder, which suddenly split his already shaky heart, and he fell. He

could never climb out again.

"Shen Xiu..."

he called him.

Shen Xiu answered him.

"I'm here, young master."

"Don't call me young master."

"Then what should I call you?"

"Whatever you want."

"Then call you young master."

"Why?"

"Because..."

Shen Xiu thought about it, but still couldn't figure out why.

"Because I like to call you Young Master."

Shen Ji turned his head and glanced at him with a chilly look in his eyes. Shen Xiu smiled and shook his head. Shen Ji sighed.

He walked back to the mirror.

"Shen Xiu, do you like me?"

Shen Ji's expression was serious. He was obviously asking Shen Xiu, but what he said sounded like a statement.

Shen Xiu didn't know what it was to like. All his emotions came from Shen Ji. He was another Shen Ji.

"What does it mean to like?"

Shen Ji said.

"You're happy to see me, you miss me when you can't see me, you want to see me, you want to tell me happy things, you want to tell me sad things, you're unhappy when you see me with others..."

Shen Ji listed them one by one. Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Shen Xiu.

"Young Master."

Shen Ji was silent.

Shen Xiu touched his chest, and suddenly looked up at Shen Ji, smiling brilliantly.

"You said too much, but there are some things I can understand. At least my heart tells me that I like you."

Yes, Shen Xiu likes Shen Ji.

Shen Ji was stunned, looking at Shen Xiu in the mirror for a long time, before he stretched out his hand and put it on the mirror.

Shen Xiu saw his movements, and also stretched out the hand covering his chest to the mirror. Through the cold mirror, their palms touched.

At that moment, they seemed to feel each other's warmth.

"Young Master, you should rest."

"Wait a little longer."

"No, young master, you have to be obedient."

"Why do you keep calling me young master?"

"Don't you like it?"

"It's okay, it's not that I don't like it."

He was just wondering why Shen Xiu was unwilling to change to a more intimate name.

For example, Ah Ji or something like that.

But Shen Xiu just likes to call him Young Master. He has said it many times, but Shen Xiu just won't change.

"Shen Xiu."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"You seem a little different from me?"

Shen Ji looked at the person in the mirror and tapped the side of his nose.

"You have a red mole here."

Shen Xiu in the mirror touched his nose.

"Really? I haven't noticed it."

"A Xiu."

Shen Ji suddenly spoke up. Shen Xiu, who was touching the tip of his nose in the mirror, was stunned and looked at Shen Ji outside the mirror.

"What did you call me just now?"

"Nothing."

Seeing that Shen Ji seemed unwilling to call him anymore, Shen Xiu was a little anxious.

Shen Ji has always called him by his full name, and he always feels cold and without any warmth.

He also mentioned to Shen Ji not to call him by his full name, but Shen Ji was unwilling.

No matter what he said, Shen Xiu was happy to call him Young Master, and he was also happy to call Shen Xiu, and he would not change it unless Shen Xiu changed his name first.

Every time he said this, Shen Xiu would shut up again.

...

How could such a vivid person not exist?

Shen Ji smiled, and without hesitation, he cut off Wu Yan's head, and walked away with the head by the hair.

"Let's go, it's time to find the culprit, oh, and the fifth prince."

He walked on the road holding Wu Yan's head, and the fleeing people ran faster when they saw him.

They were still shouting.

"Murder, Master Shen has killed someone!"

"Master Ji is crazy!"

"Help, don't kill me..."

...

Seeing those people desperately trying to escape, Shen Ji just felt like laughing. Listening to their screams and shouts, he suddenly remembered something. His

parents would call him Ah Ji, because they were very close, so they would just call him by his name.

The Lord of Liyang City and the others would call him by his name.

Young Master Shen, Master Ji, Ah Ji...

Shen Ji started to cry while laughing.

So that's how it is.

Only Shen Xiu would call him Young Master.

Other titles have been called by others, so they are no longer unique, so Shen Xiu is reluctant to call him Ah Ji, and just likes to call him Young Master.

He can be Ah Ji in the eyes of the elders in the family. He

can also be Young Master Shen, Master Ji in the eyes of others...

He will only be the Young Master of Shen Xiu alone.

It was a pity that he didn't understand at that time, but he suddenly realized it now.

Shen Xiu would add the word "my" in front of him almost every time he called him.

My little master.

There was a kind of careful and blatant declaration of sovereignty, although only Shen Ji could see it.

The Shen Xiu in the mirror could not be seen directly, but the city lord and others saw it, because when they saw it, it was biased and there was refraction of light.

So Shen Xiu appeared faintly in the mirror, which also confirmed the rumors in the city.

Young Master Shen has gone insane. Young

Master Shen is entangled by dirty things.

There are dirty things around Young Master Shen...

Everything seems to be destined, as if it is fate, the arrangement of destiny.

Shen Ji is destined to lose Shen Xiu.

...

Shen Ji kicked open the door of the Fifth Prince's courtyard, and at a glance he saw the Lord of Liyang City sitting by the wall. His shoulder seemed to be pierced and bleeding.

He threw Wu Yan's head over with a cold expression.

"It seems that your conspirator will not live long."

He shook the sword that was still dripping blood and slowly walked towards the City Lord.

"It's a pity, you too."

The City Lord retreated in fear. This is Shen Ji, the Shen Ji who went crazy after Shen Xiu died.

The scratches on his wrists are the best proof of his madness.