The Man Who Married a Tyrant

: Extra: Two brothers

When He Wenchu finally spoke to He Yuheng, it was when He Yuheng gave up his resistance and was brought to the Great Winning Imperial Capital by him.

He wrote a very long letter. First, he comforted the other party not to be nervous, and then apologized for his inadvertently borrowing his body, and told the other party that he had no ill intentions and that he was here just to find his younger brother.

In order to prevent the other party from rejecting him, He Wenchu poured his feelings into the letter, took out the mentality of writing a dissertation in college, and poured out all his feelings for his brother on the paper, so deep that he even squeezed out a few drops Crocodile tears.

It was these few drops of crocodile tears that smeared the handwriting, which made He Yuheng believe his statement.

After a long period of running-in between them, gradually, He Yuheng discovered that when he came over, he could still retain his consciousness.

They began to talk in their minds. He Wenchu often told him stories about himself and his younger brother. He Yuheng listened silently. From his words, he clearly felt his panic and worry about his younger brother living in another world.

In He Yuheng's heart, He Wenchu is a very kind person. He not only loves his younger brother, but also helps the old man who fell down on the road. If he encounters any injustice, he will help.

He followed He Wenchu to meet his younger brother several times, and he found that He Hou was also a very lovable person. As for the tyrant... I heard that there has been no more indiscriminate killing of innocent people recently.

His parents died when he was a child, he was alone in the world, and he lived in the world. Because of his withdrawn personality, he had no friends. He Wenchu's appearance made him faintly happy. This feeling is quite strange. Soul, there is another person to accompany you, as if you can stay like this for a lifetime.

At first, they lived in an inn. Later, because they were not enough, they rented a dilapidated house. He Wenchu's craftsmanship was very good. He Yuheng was fortunate enough to eat his cooking several times, although when he ate it, He Wenchu had already Not anymore, but because of this hot meal, he was still very anxious.

He sat alone on the table and said softly to him, "Thank you."

He wondered why he would always be with him in this way, like he said, they were like twin brothers. But one day, He Wenchu told him that he might not be able to come in the future.

At that time, He Yuheng also had a faint feeling, because he found that the frequency of He Wenchu's visit was getting lower and lower, sometimes even half a month, or even once a month.

He didn't wait for He Qiao Chu to speak, and promised him: "I will help you watch what happens next, and if something happens, I will help you protect him."

"Thank you." He Wenchu sighed and said, "I've been here too short, and I can't prepare gifts for the children. I wonder if Dazheng will complain about me."

He Yuheng did not speak.

But after He Wenchu left, he personally went up the mountain to hit the grass, polished the grass rope to be smooth, soaked it in the dye, then took it out, soaked it in oil overnight, left it in the sun for two days, and then added layer by layer. Weaving, hiding his personal pills in the bell, and helping He Wenchu make a gift for the child.

He Wenchu never came, so he made up some other things and sold them to children on the street to earn some living expenses.

The last time, He Wen was in a hurry when he first arrived, and he was in a hurry to leave. He was eating and eating, and the people were gone, and he didn't even say hello.

He Yuheng realized that he would never come back.

But life is like this, no one will be with whom for a lifetime, what's more, they have never promised each other anything.

His life was restored to the ancient well without waves.

Until one day, He Zheng knocked on his door and told him happily: "My brother asked me to pick you up home."

"Yuheng?" He was suddenly patted, and he opened his eyes suddenly. He Wenchu was standing beside him, and the light above his head was very bright, and his world had never been brighter.

And He Wenchu in front of him, with short hair, exuded a modern elite appearance all over his body, when he curved his lips and smiled, it made people very moved.

He blinked and sat up subconsciously.

This is his first day in this world. Just now, he ate a delicious crayfish, and then He Wenchu helped his parents pack up, but he fell asleep on the sofa.

He was a little embarrassed for a while, He Wenchu raised his wrist and looked at his watch, grabbed the jacket on the sofa, and said, "That guy Dazheng lifted my bed out, I can't sleep here, we have to go back to my place. ."

He Yuheng stood up and saluted his parents. The two parents smiled and waved to them: "Be careful on the road, Ah Chu, take good care of Yuheng."

"Understood, you rest early."

He Wenchu put on his coat, walked into the elevator, stretched his waist, looked at him sideways, suddenly smiled, and said, "The sofa is soft?"

"Yeah." He Yuheng lowered his eyes, the thing called the sofa...is really comfortable, as soon as he leaned on it, it seemed to be wrapped up all at once.

He Wenchu smiled: "Dazheng is lazy. The sofa at home is only for lazy people. No wonder you can't get up when you lie down."

He Zheng... He felt a little emotional in his heart. In his opinion, even a prince and princess can't compare to a day like He Zheng's. No wonder he raised such a delicate person.

Going down to the parking lot, He Wenchu pressed the car key, the black car flashed at both ends, he opened the car door to let He Yuheng sit in, and said, "I'll be home soon, my bed is also very comfortable, You'll know when you go back and lie down."

He Yuheng had some expectations in his heart.

A bed that's as soft as a sofa... I'll probably have a sweet dream when I lie on it.

He sat in the co-pilot with a look of longing, He Wenchu sat in the driver's seat, suddenly glanced at him, and leaned over. From his waist, he pulled out a wide cloth strip: "The seat belt, I told you at noon, why can't I remember it?"

He Yuheng lowered his eyes, looked at the seat belt buckled on his body, nodded subconsciously, and said, "I'm not used to it."

He Wenchu reassured: "You will get used to it gradually."

He Wen first lived in a house with a simple and elegant decoration style. The space was high, but there was no jump floor. He Yuheng followed him in, and subconsciously walked towards the sofa and sat on it for a while. It was indeed not as comfortable as He Zheng's. That house But it was filled with an air of laziness.

He Wenchu poured him a glass of milk first, smiled when he saw it, and said, "The bedroom is over there, you can look around first."

He Yuheng was not polite to him. He pushed open the doors one by one to see, and found two bedrooms, a study, two bathrooms, and a cloakroom full of clothes.

He was a little surprised at this spacious cloakroom full of clothes. He walked in subconsciously and found that it was full of mirrors. He turned around, and there were no blind spots at 365 degrees, it was himself.

He Wenchu came over with milk, raised his eyebrows and said, "How about it, this room is my favorite."

Although He Zheng always says he is a narcissist every time he comes over, this does not hinder He Wenchu's confidence in his own taste.

"These clothes are all from Ah Chu?" He Yuheng was quite surprised, more than just hanging. When the cabinet here is opened, you can also see the layers of clothes rails. There are various styles, but most of them are It doesn't look like it's worn.

"Of course." He Wenchu said, "But I'm busy with work, so I wear more formal clothes."

He handed over the milk, He Yuheng took it, and listened to him: "But now it's alright, I won't worry about wearing these clothes in the future."

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He Wen smiled: "You can help me wear it."

How good, I can only show others when I wear it. If He Yuheng wears it, he can see it all the time. It's a pity to wear only one set of clothes a day with such a handsome face.

He Yuheng turned to look at the clothes again and asked, "Is this also part of the job of being a bodyguard?"

"...Yes." He Wenchu leaned against the door with his arms around his chest and said, "As my bodyguard, protecting my eyes is of course part of the job."

He Yuheng didn't understand, but this didn't affect his condition: "I won't wear some clothes with very little fabric."

He Wenchu looked inside, then glanced at the serious guy in front of him, nodded and said, "Of course, I am a good citizen, and I will not force you to do things you don't want to do."

This milk is delicious, sweet and fragrant. After He Yuheng finished drinking it, he didn't know what to do. He walked over and asked He Wenchu, who was waterproofing in the bathroom, "How much does this glass of milk cost?"

"A dozen yuan." He Wenchu stood up and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I'll be your bodyguard for a day, can I buy a glass of milk?"

He Wen paused for a while, then frowned, "You like it very much?"

"Um."

"That's it..." He Wenchu touched his chin, looked at the cup in his hand, and said, "You may not know that this milk can't be bought with money."

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"That's right, this thing, in fact, he is specially for the president, just like the tribute from you, this kind of food can only be enjoyed by people like emperors."

He Yuheng glanced at the cup, stunned for a moment, and said, "Then, I drank it, do you have any?"

He Wenchu snapped his fingers and agreed: "That's what I mean, what I send here every month is a certain amount, if you drink it, I will have nothing. Today is the first day of seeing you, so I am special. to entertain you."

He Yuheng was a little disappointed, but still very grateful: "Thank you Ah Chu."

He turned around and put the cup back in the kitchen. He Wenchu looked around and found that he was about to leave, but suddenly turned back, then raised the cup, turned it upside down, opened his mouth for a long time, and controlled the few drops left in it. After coming out, calmly put the cup back on the table.

He Wenchu: "…"

It's so pathetic.

He Yuheng suddenly turned his face and looked over, He Wenchu hurriedly returned to the bedroom, turned off the faucet of the full bathtub, and then pretended to go out and shouted, "Ah Heng, take a shower, and then go to bed after bathing."

"Yeah." He reluctantly washed the cup that couldn't drip milk, then turned around and walked over, He Wenchu pointed to a series of toiletries in the bathroom, and said gently, "This is shampoo, Just rub it on your hair like soap, this is a conditioner, apply it on your hair after washing to prevent baldness…”

He Yuheng took off the hair rope, and his black hair was scattered behind him like a waterfall. He turned to look at He Wenchu, the latter paused, and said, "You can actually use it or not."

He also introduced other toiletries, toothbrushes, toothpaste, etc. He Yuheng remembered them one by one, He Wenchu turned to leave, and suddenly turned back, "Actually, that milk, although it was given to me, but I happen to be not very good. I love to drink, and you can drink it every day if you want."

He Yuheng's eyes showed warmth: "Achu, you are so kind."

He Wenchu curled his lips and said with a smile: "Of course, we are with whom, right?"

He Yuheng also smiled. He recalled how the two of them once shared the same body, and nodded, "Yes."

He Wenchu turned around again, and when he was about to close the door, he turned back again: "Aheng, it's your first time using the bathroom, so you shouldn't be very used to it, do you want me to stay and help you?"

He Yuheng agreed very readily: "Okay."

Ten minutes later, He Yuheng, who was lying in the bathtub, suddenly sat up: "Achu, you are bleeding."

He Wenchu reached out and grabbed a towel, covered his nose, stood up and said, "Sorry."

He walked out quickly, sat on the sofa, stuffed two cotton swabs into his nose, and rubbed the wind oil on his face with a gloomy expression. Soon after, He Yuheng in a bathrobe followed, and he walked over quickly: "Are you better?"

"..." He Wenchu touched his face, paused, and his gloomy face slowly turned to melancholy: "I'm fine, you don't have to worry."

"Is it on fire?"

"Actually..." He Wen was hesitant to speak at the beginning, and He Yuheng immediately sat beside him and said, "What's wrong with you? Is there anything inconvenient to say?"

"Actually, my health... has not been very good." He Wenchu looked at him and said slowly: "I may bleed a lot, but you don't have to worry about it. I will be fine for a while."

It's fine for a while, which means that it will be...? He Yuheng was stunned.

He Wenchu has already held his hand, his eyes are gentle: "Please forget how embarrassed I was just now, okay?"

He Yuheng looked at him for a long time before slowly saying: "Okay."

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Brother Yuheng: Ah Chu, don't worry, if you are gone, I will definitely help you take care of your parents and younger brother.

Asked brother: ... Then, thank you very much haha, ha.

PS: Of course, my brother is attacking.

Thank you to the little angel who voted for the king or irrigated the nutrient solution for me~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the [hand grenade]: Mo Li?? 1;

Thanks to the little angel who cast [Mine]: 2 scrolls of each other;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated [nutrient solution]:

Die Die 20 bottles; Wen Yao 10 bottles; No Cat 6 bottles; Tong, q...qnm? 1 bottle;