MTL - Accidentally Become the Belief of the Whole World-Chapter 143 Lord (2)

Shi Jingge looked at Song Mingyu, frowning tightly, with contempt in his eyes, as if he felt that Song Mingyu was mentally ill.

"Why don't you dare?" Shi Jingge sneered, and took two steps forward without hesitation. As if he hadn't seen the ice coffin in front of him, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Song Mingyu with a natural and arrogant expression, faintly With a bit of provocation.

Song Mingyu's forehead was twitching and his hands were clenched into fists. He was obviously struggling to suppress it, but he also had some doubts in his heart.

...Young master, why do you feel weird?

Not only Song Mingyu, but Shi Lingyi and Zhu Muyu also felt more weird in their hearts. Zhu Muyu even waved to Shi Jingge, subconsciously softening his tone, and said, "Little Ge, come here."

Shi Jingge looked at Zhu Muyu without knowing why, but he was still obedient. He walked over in three steps in parallel, stood beside Zhu Muyu and said coquettishly, "I'm fine? I know you're coming back, there's nowhere else." Go, stay at home and wait for you."

"It's not like that guy, he can't even see the shadow."

"Can't you give me some rewards?"

Speaking of this, Shi Jingge's eyes lit up, his eyes burning.

Even though the ice coffin was right in front of him, he didn't show any wavering or emotion, he was still muttering about how much his elder brother had gone too much during this time, and so on, just like a young master who had been wronged and waited for his parents to decide.

Even if he was as dull as Song Mingyu, he could clearly feel that something was wrong.

Song Mingyu looked at the young man next to him, with a confused look on his face. After a while, he lowered his voice and asked, "What's going on here? What's wrong with him... What's wrong with him?"

The young man closed his eyes, with a bit of bitterness on his lips, and did not answer the question.

—What happened to the young master? He wants to know too!

Finally, Shi Lingyi spoke.

"You still don't look in front of you?"

Shi Lingyi spoke abruptly, speaking so fast that he caught people off guard.

In an instant, everyone looked forward subconsciously.

When facing the ice coffin, everyone's eyes showed pain and sadness, except for Shi Jingge, whose eyes were full of confusion.

"What?" Shi Jingge asked blankly, "What's in front of me? A tree? Isn't it everywhere? What's so strange?"

When Shi Jingge spoke in such a daze, his eyes were extremely clear, full of confusion, and when he turned his head to look at them, his brows frowned, as if his reaction to them was very strange.

Shi Lingyi and Zhu Muyu are too familiar with their youngest son. He may have a bad personality and be a playboy, but he definitely does not have such superb acting skills.

That was a child who couldn't even hide his "badness".

In other words, Shi Jingge really didn't "see" the ice coffin.

There was silence.

Everyone around looked at Shi Jingge in shock, and then looked at each other in pairs, and they all saw a bit of surprise in each other's eyes.

...What's the matter, young master?

"What's the matter?" Shi Jingge frowned, and his voice gradually became sharper, "What's your expression? Can you speak up if you have something to say? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Make it clear, I'm the one who has been waiting for you at home! Why, am I still waiting for something to go wrong?"

"That guy ran out all night, and he didn't even care about you, and you didn't say a word about him. When he came to me, he waited for you to roll your eyes? If you don't want to see me, just say it! Don't want to see you!"

"Aren't you satisfied? Then I'll go!"

When Shi Jingge turned his head and was about to leave, a soreness suddenly gushed from the tip of his nose, and he almost shed tears.

In the next second, Zhu Muyu grabbed his hand.

It was at this moment that Shi Jingge's tears fell.

The flow is fierce.

It was like the tears that had been accumulated for a long time were finally released at this moment.

Singer Shijing hurriedly wiped away his tears, but he couldn't finish wiping them, and even shed more and more.

And his voice became vague, full of grievances and accusations.

"You don't want to see me."

"That guy doesn't want to see me, and he refuses to accompany me. If I go to him, he will always find me annoying."

"He thinks I'm bad, that's bad, and moved the room on purpose, as if living next to me would dirty his eyes, and finally met, without even saying hello, does he still treat me as a younger brother? "

"If you like others so much, let others be his younger brother, who cares!"

"You too, you only have him in your eyes, you don't have me at all, and you don't tell me when you go out to play, and you let me search from home eagerly for a day!"

"You don't want to see me—you don't like me—then you, don't want me!"

Shi Jingge was still a little restrained at first, but when Zhu Muyu hugged him into his arms, he lost half of his self-control, crying so hard that he couldn't stop.

That voice made the eyes of everyone around him turn red.

"I don't...don't want to cry..." Shi Jingge murmured, "A man...don't cry."

"But why...can't you stop...?"

The murmuring sound surrounded Zhu Muyu and Shi Lingyi, their noses were sour, and they also shed tears.

Shi Lingyi took a step forward, holding Shi Jingge and Zhu Muyu in his arms, with a sad and heartbreaking expression.

The surrounding servants looked away one after another, unable to bear to look any further.

When Song Mingyu saw this scene, most of his dissatisfaction with Shi Jingge dissipated, and his eyes gradually turned red.

...It's not that the young master has no feelings for the eldest master, right?

Although everyone cried happily, there are some problems that cannot be covered up.

Shi Jingge couldn't see the ice coffin, so he couldn't accept the news of his elder brother's death. Even though they reminded him countless times tactfully, in Shi Jingge's mind, he stubbornly believed that his elder brother left overnight to play.

He stubbornly believed that he also saw his elder brother yesterday.

But based on the unified caliber of the servants and servants at home, Shi Jingge didn't even come out of the room yesterday, so how could he see the young master at the stairs?

"You're talking nonsense!" Shi Jingge shouted angrily and sharply, "If I didn't even come out of the room, how could I eat?!"

The young man looked up at Shi Jingge, the corners of his lips moved slightly, and there was sadness in his eyes.

However, you didn't eat at all yesterday.

The food was delivered to you, but you didn't even open the door, so the servant had no choice but to take it downstairs untouched.

...didn't eat a bite.

"I understand."

Shi Jingge's eyes were full of viciousness, "You betrayed me, didn't you?!"

"Sure enough, you are the undercover agent that guy stayed by my side!"

"What they said is indeed true, you are hiding evil intentions!"

Shi Jingge's accusations became louder and louder, but the young man didn't defend himself at all, he just looked at Shi Jingge so sadly.

That look made Shi Jingge more and more uneasy, he took two steps back subconsciously, turned his head to look at Zhu Muyu and Shi Lingyi, "Mom—"

There was a hint of panic in that voice, as well as a pleading that maybe even Shi Jingge himself didn't notice.

Then, his voice suddenly stopped.

Because he found that the way Zhu Muyu looked at him was so similar to the way the young holy servant looked at him.

It can almost be said to be exactly the same.

He subconsciously backed away again and again, even shaking his head unconsciously, as if he was resisting something.

Finally, he couldn't take it anymore, he raised his head suddenly, and rushed upstairs, as if he was running away, and fled back to his own safety zone in minutes, not daring to go too far.

At that moment, Shi Lingyi noticed that his youngest son's face was so pale.

It can even be said to be pale.

He was finally sure that things were not as rumored at all.

His youngest son... obviously cared so much about his brother.

He cared so much that he couldn't accept the truth, so he could only choose to deceive himself and torture himself.

"You said he didn't go downstairs yesterday, so what about eating? Didn't eat a bite?" Shi Lingyi turned to look at the young saint servant, and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Yes," the young holy servant lowered his head, "on the way, everyone was worried that the young master would be hungry, so they sent things upstairs, but the young master didn't open the door, and the food was taken down intact."

"And before that?" Zhu Muyu asked suddenly, eyes closed, "When was the last time Xiaoge went downstairs?"

The young saint waiter thought for a while, "Three days ago."

"It's just..." After a pause, he added, "After the news of the eldest young master's accident, the young young master went upstairs and never left his room until you came back today."

"Two days ago, someone delivered food upstairs, but the young master will still accept it."

"But not yesterday."

Zhu Muyu and Shi Lingyi remained silent.

The guy who can't be idle for a moment on weekdays and hangs out with friends every day, stays in his room these days and doesn't even go out, so it's hard to explain the problem.

What's more, it is indirectly accompanied by not eating or drinking.

"I'll go up and have a look at Xiaoge." Zhu Muyu rubbed her temples, she felt very tired, as if she could fall down in a second, but she also knew that she couldn't.

Shi Lingyi nodded, his mood was exactly the same as his wife's, and he said to the young man, "Go to a therapist."

The young man was a little surprised, but quickly understood what was going on, and nodded heavily: "Yes."

Shi Lingyi caught up with Zhu Muyu and went to find Shi Jingge with her.

Song Mingyu hesitated for a while, then caught up with Shi Lingyi, "I...I'll be with you."

The young man didn't say anything, just nodded silently.

"You..." After a while, Song Mingyu suddenly said, "Is what you just said true?"

In the next second, feeling the sharp gaze of the young man, Song Mingyu suddenly realized that what he said was very problematic.

"No, I'm not suspicious..."

Song Mingyu wanted to explain, but before he could explain, he was interrupted by the young man.

"Don't worry, I won't lie about this kind of thing."

"There are so many pairs of eyes watching, you can just go to the kitchen and find a servant to ask."

"If I lie about this matter, I will be exposed in minutes. I am not helping the young master, but harming him."

"I'm not that stupid."

"I..." Song Mingyu was at a loss, "...I'm sorry."

"It doesn't seem like I should say this to me." The young man sneered, "You must have other things to do, and it's not a troublesome thing to ask for a therapist. I'll just go by myself."

Song Mingyu said cautiously: "I...I didn't..."

The young man couldn't bear it anymore and shouted angrily, "Don't follow me!"

Song Mingyu really didn't dare to follow, he just watched the young man walk away, and then lowered his head a little dejectedly.

He...he just couldn't believe it.

He was used to seeing the young master's dissatisfaction and conflicts with the eldest master, and he had witnessed the young master's indifference these two days. He had long believed that the young master had no feelings for the elder master. Thinking about the future of the young master before his accident After making various plans, he felt worthless for the young master, and thus hated and hated the young master even more.

But I never thought that one day, my inherent thinking would be completely broken.

Song Mingyu's eyes gradually became complicated.

He remembered what the young master said a long time ago.

——If something happens to him one day, then he hopes that his holy servant will protect his younger brother instead of him.

Whenever Song Mingyu thought of this in the past, he felt a little indignant, especially after Shi Jingge kept showing his indifference.

but now...

Perhaps, they should do as the young master wishes.

Song Mingyu pursed his lips, thinking of Shi Jingge's hasty escape just now, he felt that the prejudice in his heart had dissipated a lot.

—Actually, the relationship between the two brothers is far deeper than outsiders like them imagined.

The young man quickly brought back all the famous healers in the territory.

Shi Jingge was very resistant to this.

He didn't think he needed a therapist, and he didn't even allow the therapist to enter his room. No matter how much Zhu Muyu and Shi Lingyi tried to appease him, it was useless.

Like a wounded little beast, hiding alone in its own territory and licking its wounds, rejecting anything that might make him continue to be injured.

So what was his injury?

His brother passed away.

Because Shi Jingge showed too sharp resistance, Zhu Muyu and Shi Lingyi could only choose to take it slowly, but at the same time, the funeral of the young master could not be delayed, and the two of them had to be busy with the funeral. There is no time for an eye.

After a few days, both of them were quite haggard.

Gradually, the preparations for the elder master's funeral were almost ready, Zhu Muyu and Shi Lingyi were no longer so busy, and the suppressed sadness and pain lingered in their hearts again, keeping them awake at night.

So, late at night, Zhu Muyu sat up and said, "I'll go and see Xiaoge."

"I'm with you." Shi Lingyi also got up.

The room for the two of them was on the third floor, not on the same floor as Shi Jingge's brothers, so they had to go down the stairs, and when going to Shi Jingge's room, they had to pass by the room that the young master later moved to.

But before Zhu Muyu and Shi Lingyi reached that room, they saw someone outside, and their eyes sharpened immediately.

Song Mingyu saw the two of them from a distance, and gave them a big gift.

Zhu Muyu and Shi Lingyi recognized him, and then walked over slowly.

Before the two of them could speak, Song Mingyu made a "silence" gesture, motioning them to listen.

The door of the room was only closed, not closed tightly, so the voice inside could still be heard clearly.

Soon, the voice reached the ears of several people.

— "Why haven't you come back yet?"

— "You even ignored your parents in order to avoid me?"

— “You hate my brother so much?”

— "It's okay, I hate you too."

— "If it wasn't for my parents, I wouldn't want you to come back."

— "You haven't even seen how haggard your parents are."

That voice was sometimes low and sometimes sharp, with a faint hint of arrogance, but it only made the hearts of the few people outside feel sour.

It was the voice of Shi Jingge.

Zhu Muyu and Shi Lingyi are too familiar with Shi Jingge, how can a guy who was spoiled since childhood bow his head? He felt that everyone in the world should pamper him, let him in, and protect him.

But this time, he lowered his head.

Shi Jingge's voice suddenly softened, very soft, almost dreamlike.

- "Are you back, okay?"

- "I'm going."

After a pause, Shi Jingge's voice suddenly rose, with a vicious smell.

— "I'm tired of this **** place! I don't want to stay here at all!"

— "The imperial city is where I belong! Get out of here quickly! I'm leaving! I'm going to the imperial city!"

- "You don't want to trap me in such a broken place!"

Shi Jingge was panting heavily, like a cornered animal, circling around the room over and over again, even if people outside couldn't see it, they could tell it from the sound.

At that moment, the brain circuits of the three people outside were surprisingly consistent, and they all thought of a word.

—The trapped beast is still fighting.

And Shi Jingge is that trapped beast.

After a while, the movement in the room stopped, and there were only three people breathing heavily in the corridor. The cool wind blew, which could cool people's hearts.

Song Mingyu gestured to Shi Lingyi and Zhu Muyu, signaling them to come with him, and they retreated to the other side. After waiting quietly for dozens of minutes, Shi Jingge came out of the room.

He walked very slowly, his eyes were closed, he lost a lot of weight, and he floated back like a wandering spirit, but instead of entering his own room, he entered the next room.

That used to belong to the young master's bedroom.

So, everything that happened just now was staged again in this bedroom.

After tossing and tossing intermittently for another hour, Shi Jingge staggered back to his room.

Shi Lingyi said in a low voice: "How many days?"

Song Mingyu hesitated for a moment, and said, "This is the third day I found out."

As for whether he had it before, he didn't know.

Found this, purely by accident.

Song Mingyu's usual prejudice was broken, and it was inevitable that he felt a little weird in his heart, especially when he thought of Shi Jingge, so he hesitated whether to be the young master's servant as the young master said at the beginning.

Of course, according to the young master's temperament, he probably doesn't want such a holy servant like himself at all.

Logically speaking, Song Mingyu should feel relieved, after all the decision was made by Jingge for him, so he didn't need to worry about it.

In fact, when he first thought of this, he was indeed relieved.

Not long after, Song Mingyu began to suffer from insomnia.

...He is not very bad, right? Why does the young master look down on him so much?

In the middle of the night, Song Mingyu couldn't sleep for life and death, his mind was full of the young master and the young master, and he was distracted, so he walked around.

I didn't know what to do, so I went upstairs.

Then, just like today's Shi Lingyi and Zhu Muyu, they discovered that the door of the young master's room was opened, and then discovered the young master's secret.

At first, Song Mingyu wanted to report to Shi Lingyi and Zhu Muyu, but firstly, Shi Lingyi and Zhu Muyu were haggard and busy, and secondly, he was not sure if the young master was doing it for a while, so he delayed down.

Then today, Shi Lingyi and Zhu Muyu ran into each other by themselves.

After being silent for a while, Zhu Muyu asked deeply, "Is there any progress with the therapist?"

Because Shi Jingge really resists the therapist, not to mention getting close, even appearing on the same floor, so the therapist can only choose other methods, first get closer to Shi Jingge, it is best to become friends, and then Waiting in the wings.

Therefore, the therapists could only hide their identities and approach Shi Jingge.

But who knew that Shi Jingge's memory was so good, those therapists met that day, and within two minutes, they were all shut out by Shi Jingge, but Shi Jingge just remembered them , Every therapist who tried to get closer to Shi Jingge was identified by him, and he almost kicked him out of the territory.

They had no choice but to go to other therapists in the territory.

But last time, the young man remembered Shi Jingge, and all the excellent therapists who could be said to come up from the territory were invited, and now the ones invited are not so excellent.

For this reason, young people have been very upset.

The strength of these therapists is relatively weak, so the progress will inevitably be slower, and Shi Jingge's vigilance is strong, so the current progress is very slow.

After being silent for a while, Song Mingyu said slowly, "The therapist said that if a gentle and relaxed method doesn't work, you can only..."

"...more exciting."

"Force the young master to come out of this state and force him to recognize the reality."

"For example..." Song Mingyu said very difficultly, "The funeral of the young master."

The holding of the funeral is a powerful hammer, which prevents Shi Jingge from "whitewashing the peace".

Immediately, Shi Lingyi and Zhu Muyu frowned, obviously they were not willing to use such a method.

Song Mingyu heaved a sigh of relief, and his speech speed also increased, "But the young master's mental power is not very stable, and he is in a relatively chaotic state, so this method may also cause irreversible damage to the young master."

"Then... the funeral..."

Do you still want the young master to participate?

Song Mingyu pursed his lips, but did not ask this question.

But he knew that both master and madam could understand what he meant.

But at the same time, Song Mingyu felt complicated.

A few days ago, he and the young master were still at odds with each other, but now he has unilaterally "truce", worrying about whether the young master will be stimulated and cause harm, etc.

If someone had told him before that he would be worried about the young master, he must have thought it was the funniest joke since he was born.

Thinking of this, Song Mingyu couldn't help but smile wryly.

"Don't let Xiaoge attend the funeral."

After a while, Shi Lingyi spoke slowly, with a gleam of pain between his brows.

"After the notice, no one is allowed to mention the funeral to Xiao Ge."

Shi Lingyi's tone was heavy, but he subconsciously shook Zhu Muyu's hand with both hands, as if looking for support and comfort.

Zhu Muyu held his hand instead. At this moment, both of their hands were cold.

"Send some people," Zhu Mu said in a low voice, "go to the nearby territories, or the main city, to find high-level therapists. It's better to find top-level therapists."

"We can pay double the price in the market."

Song Mingyu lowered his head and said solemnly, "Yes."

"One more thing." After a pause, Song Mingyu pinched his palm and finally said, "I want to be the young master's holy servant."

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