My Love Comes to See the Grass on my Grave

Zhao Zhuo blushed, and closed the door again with a "bang".

"Uncle Zhao..." Gu Lang was drenched all over, the water from his hair slid down the slightly protruding collarbone along the neck, and got under the half-open clothes. He struggled to get up, but was hugged by Murong Yan's waist and hugged tightly.

"I really hate myself for not being able to see at the moment," Murong Yan blinked her eyes blankly, and said in a hoarse voice, "I want to see what you look like now, even in my dreams."

Gu Lang tugged at the soaked clothes on the chest of the person below him, gritted his teeth and said, "Let go!" He was born white, but after being soaked in water, the thin redness on his face could not be concealed.

"It's so hot..." Murong Yan raised his face and leaned closer to him, and whispered softly against his ear, "You're cuddling me..."

Gu Lang's cheeks flushed red to the tips of his ears, "Shut up!"

Murong Yan chuckled lightly and said slowly, "I'm embarrassing you too, are we even?"

Gu Lang: "Then let go!"

"Are you sure you want to go out like this?" Murong Yan stroked his lower back with his palm, "Would you like me to help you..."

Gu Lang grabbed his hand abruptly, breathing with burning warmth, "No need!"

Murong Yan: "Then why don't you help me?"

Zhao Zhuo, who was wandering at the gate of the courtyard, not knowing whether he should leave or not, suddenly heard a scream from Young Master Murong from inside the room. Then, the door opened, and his young master suddenly jumped out and disappeared without a trace.

Gu Lang ignored Murong Yan for several days, and he had to take a detour when he saw him. Holding a thin bamboo pole, Murong Yan peeked out the way to feed the fish alone, and then fumbled around the pond to find the fish food box, looking very desolate.

Zhao Zhuo couldn't bear it, he walked over and handed him the fish food, "Young Master Murong, here it is."

"Thank you Uncle Zhao." Murong Yan took the fish food and threw a little into the pool, and two fish swam over immediately, grabbing the fish food with big gulps.

Zhao Zhuo looked at the two fish and couldn't help sighing, "What a fat fish."

Murong Yan smiled and said, "Gu Lang bought it for me." His eyes were covered with white cloth, and the doctor Sun Fang found prescribed medicine for him to apply, and he had to change it every two days.

"Master bought it?" Zhao Zhuo was puzzled, why didn't he burn it and eat it? It's not a goldfish, why are you raising it?

"Well," Murong Yan nodded, "He gave me a birthday present."

Zhao Zhuo: "..."

"When is Gu Lang's birthday?" Murong Yan said, "I want to give him a backup gift in return."

Zhao Zhuo was suddenly silent, and said for a long time, "Young master has not been born for many years."

Murong Yan slapped the fish food, "Why?"

Zhao Zhuo sighed: "On the day of the young master's thirteenth birthday, something went wrong at home. The master and his wife... Alas, since then, he has refused to celebrate his birthday."

Murong Yan slowly tightened his five fingers and remained silent for a while before saying, "In the future, he will celebrate his birthday with me, and I will cook longevity noodles for him."

Zhao Zhuo was still immersed in grief, when he suddenly heard Murong Yan groan, raised his hand to cover his eyes, and spilled the fish food on the ground.

"Young Master Murong!" Zhao Zhuo said anxiously, "What happened to you?!"

Murong Yan shook his head and said, "My eyes hurt."

Zhao Zhuo: "Then what should I do? I'll help you find a doctor?"

Murong Yan nodded.

They hurriedly walked through the backyard and met Gu Lang who came back from nowhere.

Zhao Zhuo: "Master!"

Seeing that the two of them looked wrong, Gu Lang frowned and said, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Zhuo said, "Mr. Murong's eyes hurt."

Gu Lang helped Murong Yan sit down at the stone table and asked Zhao Zhuo to find the doctor.

"Why do my eyes suddenly hurt?" Gu Lang saw fine sweat oozing from his forehead, fearing that it was really painful.

"It's alright," Murong Yan said with a reluctant smile, holding the stone table, "I haven't seen you for many days, it misses you."

Gu Lang: "..." Can you be serious for a while?

Zhao Zhuo hurried over with the doctor, followed by Sun Fang who heard the news and also came with him.

The doctor removed the white cloth strips from Murong Yan's eyes, took a closer look, stared at him and said, "I told you not to shed tears! You can't touch water in your eyes now! Why did you turn your head and cry!"

Gu Lang, Zhao Zhuo, Sun Fang: "..."

Murong Yan tried to save face, "I didn't..."

"Close your eyes!" the doctor scolded, "I wasted my medicine, it's very expensive! Young people just don't listen to advice..."

Sun Fang rubbed up to Gu Lang, looked at the blind Murong Yan, and said in a daze: "Gu Huwei, pinch me, am I dreaming? The boss is crying? He's blind, isn't he stupid? ?"

"Sun Fang!" Murong Yan couldn't bear it any longer, "Aren't you panicking? Go to the shop and collect the money!"

Sun Fang turned around and walked away, worrying like an old father.

The doctor scolded and changed Murong Yan's medicine, and told him to stop crying, not to shed blood or tears.

Murong Yan responded awkwardly.

Zhao Zhuo sent the doctor back, and Gu Lang stood behind Murong Yan and looked at him without saying a word.

Murong Yan was on his back, "What's wrong?"

Gu Lang paused and said, "Have you... encountered any difficulties?"

Murong Yan: "No."

Gu Lang: "Then why..." Are you crying?

Murong Yan raised his finger and pointed to his eyes, and said, "It wants you to cry."