MJWCATFPITWOC Chapter 27

Chapter 27 Little Dumpling

Shen Yucheng felt helpless at the awkward situation in the room. There was nothing edible in the wooden hut, only a pot of tea on the table that had been there for who knows how long. He poured some into a cracked small bowl and handed it to the boy.

The boy held the bowl, ready to sit on the ground, but Shen Yucheng quickly stopped him, “Sit on the bed.”

“No,” the boy hesitated, standing up. “I’m very dirty.”

Looking at those big, watery eyes, Shen Yucheng covered his face. Never mind, the bed is dirtier.

The boy obediently sat on the bed and drank the water. Shen Yucheng then noticed he was covered in wounds, various bruises, cuts, and injuries that were clearly not self-inflicted.

Louder, rougher voices came from outside. They seemed to have finally found the place.

Hearing those voices, the boy couldn’t help but tremble, his face pale. A sliver of moonlight fell on his fair little legs, making him look even more like a little sprite descended from heaven.

Shen Yucheng casually picked up a tattered cloth and walked to the window. The boy was instantly terrified, thinking Shen Yucheng was going to open the door and hand him over to the rough men outside. He dropped the bowl and tightly grabbed Shen Yucheng’s clothes, his face full of rejection.

Shen Yucheng mistook the boy’s fear as being afraid of the people outside, pulling him back so he wouldn’t leave. Shen Yucheng wasn’t good at comforting people, especially children. He leaned down and whispered in the boy’s ear, “I’m just going to cover the window a bit.”

As he spoke, he placed his hand on top of the boy’s head, gently stroking his crown. The boy forced back his tears, slowly nodding.

Shen Yucheng was in a good mood seeing how obedient the boy was. After blocking the window, he returned to his side.

However, the rough men had already arrived outside. “It’s definitely here, I heard a sound inside.”

“Boss, but this house doesn’t look like anyone lives here.”

“You idiot, would he hide in a house that looks like someone lives there?” The person with the roughest voice said before the sound of a fist landing on a head was heard. “He must be inside, quickly break down the door.”

Shen Yucheng’s gaze fell on the broken bowl on the ground, obviously, the earlier noise had attracted them. The boy also realized it was his fault, frantically clutching his clothes, biting his lower lip to suppress his unease, his little legs kicking against the ground. “Brother, they’re my family, they’re here to find me, I don’t want to trouble you.”

The boy walked towards the wooden door. He said they were his family, but his steps didn’t move, his legs trembling uncontrollably.

Shen Yucheng stood next to the boy, looking at this little dumpling who only reached his thigh, reached out and took his small hand, and said unhappily, “If your family is here to find you, why aren’t you going faster?”

The rough men were slamming against the wooden door of the house, each hit stronger than the last, striking directly at the heart.

The boy finally couldn’t hold back, tears welling up in his eyes, “…Afraid.”

Shen Yucheng had never seen such a child before. Clearly, the people outside were there to capture him, but he was scared to death, yet insisted on leaving, not wanting to trouble him.

He bent down and picked up the little dumpling in one swoop. The boy was startled, instinctively wrapping his arms around Shen Yucheng’s neck, his eyes wide, choking back sobs, “Brother…”

“I suddenly don’t want to let you go home,” Shen Yucheng opened a hidden compartment in the roof with a bamboo pole, revealing a dark space, and put the boy up there. “So you stay here obediently, and don’t come out until your family leaves.”

The boy lay on the rafter, sticking out half his face, nodding as if he understood.

Shen Yucheng closed the wooden panel and added, “If you don’t listen, I’ll tie you to me next time.”

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The wooden door was violently broken open, a sturdy arm stuck into the opening, forcefully widening the gap. “Boss, the door’s open!”

Shen Yucheng held his breath, moving into the shadows that the moonlight couldn’t reach, casually grabbing a wooden stick and a rusty small knife. The blade was covered in rust and not sharp at all. He hid in the darkness, like a wild cat lurking in an alley, waiting for its prey to step into the trap.

Four men in coarse cloth rushed in, looking around and starting to wantonly destroy things, knocking over and pushing over everything in the room.

“Is that kid really here?”

“We’ve searched everywhere we can in this house, there’s no sign of him!”

“Check if there are any hidden compartments.”

After saying that, the man walked towards the hidden area that hadn’t been searched yet. As soon as his foot crossed the black and white dividing line, he felt a chill on his neck, his lower body instantly losing strength, his whole body collapsing to the ground like a puppet that had lost consciousness.

What exactly happened…

A few thudding sounds of people falling to the ground followed in the room, leaving only one person in the light. He realized that he was the only one left in the room without realizing it, his back stiffened, but before he had a chance to react, a small knife covered in blood was placed on his neck.

The next second, “Thud—”.

The room returned to silence.

Shen Yucheng looked at the motionless figures on the ground, feeling that something was wrong. Just as he was about to drag them to the side, footsteps suddenly rang out outside the door. Before he could turn around, he instinctively bent over quickly, and a flying kick swept over his head.

His heart chilled. If he hadn’t dodged just now, he would probably be dead by now.

“It’s you, isn’t it? You killed my brothers.”

Shen Yucheng’s eyes twitched. He finally knew what the problem was. None of the four people he had killed earlier were the boss he had heard outside the door. No wonder he felt like something was missing.

The man was imposing, holding a mace and rushing over. Shen Yucheng dodged a few moves, the two of them pulling back and forth several times. The ceiling made an untimely creaking sound, and the man raised his eyebrows, noticing the noise, and chuckled: “What, someone’s hiding up there?”

Shen Yucheng was still a young boy, his physical strength and power not as good as an adult. After a few rounds of fighting, the gap gradually became apparent, and he said breathlessly: “Why don’t you go up and search?”

The man blocked Shen Yucheng’s attack. Although the young man’s strength was less, his moves were sinister, aimed directly at vital points. “You have talent, do you want to join us? I won’t kill you if you do.”

Shen Yucheng’s clothes were soaked with sweat, he replied calmly: “Such kindness, better to leave it to others.”

The two continued to entangle, and soon retreated outside the house. Shen Yucheng deliberately led him to an open place. He glanced at the distance between them, calculating in his mind.

It should be safe here now. Even if he couldn’t beat this man, at least the child could take the opportunity to escape.

In a moment of carelessness, Shen Yucheng was hit hard on his side, blood spurting out, causing him to cough involuntarily. The man sneered: “So worried about the one inside?”

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Shen Yucheng didn’t understand why he couldn’t let go of that little dumpling. Clearly, the two of them were not related, and he used to only care about himself, why would he help someone else escape?

Thinking of the boy’s big eyes, he had a familiar feeling.

Shen Yucheng’s small knife was completely broken when blocking the mace. The man mercilessly grabbed his neck, looked closely at his face: “Looking closely, you’re not bad-looking, selling you to the young master would fetch a good price.”

Shen Yucheng had difficulty breathing, his nails digging into the man’s hand, trying to force him to let go.

“Or how about this, that kid was bought by the young master with a lot of money, if you can tell me where he is, I’ll spare your life.”

Shen Yucheng’s face turned red, the hand that was grabbed by the man gradually weakened, and the light in his eyes gradually dimmed: “…In, the ceiling.”

The man chuckled and let go, letting Shen Yucheng fall heavily to the ground, walking straight into the house, looking up at the hidden compartment that didn’t match the wood color: “So you were here.”

Just as he raised his mace to stab through the ceiling, a killing intent arrived silently, aimed directly at his heart. Although he managed to twist his body in time to avoid a fatal wound, the wooden pole still pierced through his arm.

“You’re really stubborn.” The man cried out in pain, violently throwing off Shen Yucheng behind him, focusing all his attention on the ceiling. However, when he looked back, there were only sundries in the hidden compartment, where was the boy?

“You’re also laughably naive.” Shen Yucheng covered the blood constantly gushing out of his side, trying several times to prop himself up but failing. Ever since the man mentioned “young master,” he guessed that the only rich young master in this area was the one who had beaten him up during the day.

Rumor has it that he’s lustful, and now it seems that he also hired people to capture boys, which fits. No wonder the little dumpling wanted to go out after hearing the rough men were coming in, afraid of implicating Shen Yucheng.

Shen Yucheng was too weak to fight anymore, falling to the ground, his gaze glancing at the hidden compartment. He had to hide well.

The man pulled out the wooden pole from his arm, burning with anger, breaking the pole in half with one hand and throwing it on the ground at will, walking to Shen Yucheng, his hand full of veins approaching the unconscious young man: “It’s your fault for not knowing what’s good for you.”

With his fingertips only a fraction of an inch away from his neck, the man suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, looking down in disbelief, his gaze falling on the fist in his chest, his entire back pierced through.

“Who doesn’t know what’s good for them?” A deep voice sounded.

The man fell heavily without seeing the other party’s face clearly. In the moment of crossing, a figure slowly appeared in the moonlight. Silver-white hair shimmering in the bright moonlight, a large hole broken in the ceiling above his head. He lowered his eyes and looked at Shen Yucheng, who was covered in wounds on the ground, his eyes wondering what he was thinking, then he bent down and easily carried the person horizontally.

Clutching Shen Yucheng’s shoulder tightly with his hand, stepping over the obstacles on the ground, he strode out of the wooden house.

The street, which should have been quiet and empty, was now shrouded in white mist, the faint mist swirling in the air.

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Mo Yifeng opened his eyes, everything around him was pitch black. After the region changed just now, he and Shen Yucheng were knocked unconscious by the aftershocks, not knowing where they had been taken.

He slowly sat up, the fragments of what he had experienced flashed through his mind—the ceiling, the chase…

Suddenly, he noticed someone lying next to him. His vision gradually adjusted to the darkness, and he saw that it was Shen Yucheng. He didn’t seem to be awake yet, lying there quietly with his eyes closed.

Thinking of the young man’s wounded body in his dream, he hurriedly checked Shen Yucheng’s whole body, breathing a sigh of relief after confirming that there were no external injuries.

His gaze fell on Shen Yucheng’s delicate face. In his dream, he had always looked up to this person. Shen Yucheng in his youth seemed even more high-spirited.

The slightly parted red lips when he spoke, and the long eyelashes seen from below, seemed especially slender.

Mo Yifeng’s fingertips unconsciously slid towards his lips, gently stroking them. He seemed a little different in his dream than usual.

Even more…

Gentle.

His fingertips gently slid down to his eyelashes, and he couldn’t help but lean over and place a kiss on them.

“Brother,” Mo Yifeng murmured softly, his eyes containing complex emotions, “Didn’t listen, can I be tied to you?”

Or, it’s okay to tie you to me.