C1 My Little Boyfriend Flew

The sun was setting in the west, and the last rays of light were disappearing into the distant hills.

A cart was slowly driving on the main road. The driver was an old man in his fifties. His hair and beard were graying, and he wore a gray patched coat. He was humming an unknown tune.

On the cart, a young man was resting his head with his hands behind his head. He was biting a piece of grass in his mouth. His eyes were fixed on a spider on the roof of the cart. He watched as the little creature struggled to form a web on his territory.

The roof was made of straw. It barely blocked the sun and the wind, but it could not block the rain. The cart was not big, just enough for the young man to stretch his body and lie flat on his bed.

The wheels of the cart accidentally pressed against a protruding rock. The car shook violently, and the young man finally retracted his gaze from the spider and sighed.

He had been thinking about a problem for the past month. How did he travel from the prosperous and peaceful 21st century to this country called South Jin? How did he travel from a thirty-nine-year-old chief surgeon to a sixteen year old jobless homeless person?

Tang Yue was a doctor of medicine. He was a chief surgeon in a tertiary Grade A hospital in a first-tier city. He was not even forty years old. His results were quite impressive.

The Tang Family was a medical family, but Tang Yue moved out of the Tang Family when he was twenty because of his sexual orientation.

From then on, he relied on his own hard work to climb up step by step until he was 39 years old. Finally, he bought a small villa in the suburbs. There was a bad Audi and a juicy little boyfriend.

His little boyfriend had just graduated from university and entered the hospital for his internship. In less than three months, he had been bribed by an old man like him. Although he knew that the other party had come for his title of department director, what did that have to do with it? Nowadays, why would he want to be with you if he didn't want anything from you?

Unfortunately, such a tender and tender young boyfriend had been stabbed to death before he had the chance to play home run.

He still remembered that day when a patient's family came to the hospital and said that the hospital prescribed medicine randomly and ate his mother to death. They wanted the hospital to compensate them.

This kind of thing happened every day. Tang Yue did not care about it. He only went up to help when he saw him beat up a colleague. Unexpectedly, the other party was angered. He took out a knife and stabbed him.

Tang Yue sighed again. Being a good person and sacrificing himself was drunk. He did not know who his house and car were, and who his little boyfriend had benefited from.

What was even more unexpected was that he could still open his eyes. Moreover, he wasn't in the Underworld. He had become a sixteen year old boy in a completely foreign world.

The youth was wearing rags and lying in a thatched cottage that couldn't shelter him from the wind and rain. He even had a high fever. As he burned, he inexplicably changed his tongue.

At that time, only the old man driving the car was by his side. From his mouth, he learned that he was in a country called South Jin, and he was ordered to bring him home.

Speaking of this, he had to mention this young man's melodramatic background. His father was a noble in South Jin, and it was said that he was a duke. He was injured in the war at the border seventeen years ago, and was saved by a peasant girl. After that, the two of them fell in love with each other in a melodramatic manner, and even gave birth to a son.

According to the plot, there were two kinds of ending to this kind of thing. The first was that the general abandoned his identity and stayed with his beloved girl until he was old. The second was that the man was deeply responsible for making a promise that he would come back. After that, he left alone and returned to his family, where his beloved girl died and never came back.

The young man's father was obviously the second type. However, he didn't know whether he had a conscience or something. He actually sent someone to bring the mother and son back sixteen years later.

Unfortunately, the young man's mother died five years ago. Therefore, the young man was the only one who followed him back.

The young man had been starving since he was young, and his physique was not good. He had a high fever during his long journey. In this era where there were few doctors and medicine, fever could also kill people, but in the end, it benefited Tang Yue.

Tang Yue thought to himself, Luckily there was no memory loss, or else it would be even more melodramatic.

"young master, it is almost dark. There is a temple in front of us. How about we rest here tonight?" The cart stopped. The grandpa turned back and asked Tang Yue cautiously.

Tang Yue sat up and spat out the grass in his mouth. He nodded and said, "Okay."

It had been a month since he woke up, but he had not reached his destination. It was said that they had been walking on the road for three months. It could be seen how slow the cart was.

Tang Yue jumped out of the cart and stretched his body. He felt that no matter how good his constitution was, he could not withstand this kind of torment. Three months was enough for him to fly around the earth several times.

The grandpa's back was already hunched, but he worked very quickly. He moved all the people who ate and slept from the cart to the temple. He swept out a clean area and laid down the straw mat. Then, he used a stone to build a simple stove.

They rarely spent the night in the town. Most of them would go wherever they went. It was already considered very good to have a temple or a shabby thatched cottage to rest, and it was very common for them to eat and sleep in the open.

As Tang Yue walked along the road, he also noticed that South Jin was really backward. Moreover, the land was vast and sparsely populated. No matter how bad his history was, he could roughly tell that this period was similar to Wei Jin and Nanbei Chao. It was far from the prosperity and prosperity of Tang Song later on.

"young master, there is a river behind the temple. The river is still quite clear. Do you want to go wash up?" The grandpa walked in with a bundle of dried firewood in his arms.

Tang Yue's eyes lit up. He immediately jumped up and ran back. He had been in a daze for the past month. In addition, he had a high fever and was not in good health. He didn't even take a few baths. His body had already stank.

He ran to the river, kicked off his tattered straw shoes, took off his clothes that were no longer the original color of sackcloth, and immediately jumped into the water.

The water was warm and warm after being exposed to the sun for a day. It wrapped around his body and made Tang Yue moan involuntarily.

After wiping off all the dirt on his body, Tang Yue washed his clothes that looked like rags in the water. The years of dirt on his clothes could not be washed away by just clean water. This made Director Tang, who had always been a germaphobe of cleanliness, very depressed.

Unfortunately, he hadn't seen anything like soap horns in the past month. The grandpa always used a stick to wash his clothes. It was a shame that the clothes in this era were hard and thick enough to withstand that kind of beating.

He wrung the clothes dry and pounced on them. Tang Yue sat on the shore naked while drying them on a big rock. Taking advantage of the last bit of light, he carefully observed the reflection of the figure in the water.

With Tang Yue's sense of beauty, this young man was only average. If he was thrown on the modern street, he probably would not turn back. Fortunately, his height was good. He was at least 1.75 meters tall. At this age, no matter how long he could be, he should be able to break through 1.8 meters.

His skin was the color of wheat and was still considered smooth. Only his hands were a little rough due to years of hard work. The calluses were next to each other.

Ever since Tang Yue went to university to study medicine, he had paid great attention to his hands. Whether it was holding a scalpel or touching the bones, he needed to feel them.

The nurse in the hospital joked, "Department Director Tang's hands can be used as hand models. He should buy insurance or something.

Tang Yue soaked his hands in water. This way, it could soften the cuticle layer of the skin. As long as time passed, the calluses on his palms would slowly fall off.

When he reached that so-called home, he could get some medicine to soak in. Of course, he could also create conditions without conditions.

A fish swam past his hand. Its tail swept across his palm. It was a little itchy. Tang Yue had been muddleheaded for a month. Only then did he remember. He had not eaten fish for a month. Every meal was prepared by the grandpa. He stuffed the fish into his mouth without tasting anything.

Since he couldn't go back, he couldn't abuse his stomach. Besides cleanliness, picky food was also a well-known problem for Director Tang.

It took him a lot of effort to catch a fish. Tang Yue tied the fish with straw, put on his clothes, and walked back.

In the temple, the grandpa had already started a fire and was roasting a rabbit. Tang Yue didn't pay attention to it before, but now he focused his attention and realized that the grandpa's cooking was probably still at the beginner's level. The side of the roasted meat was charred and the side was raw. It was a loss for him to eat it for a month.

"Let me do it." Tang Yue sat beside him and wanted to take the roasted meat from his hand.

"You can't do it! ... young master has a noble status, how can he do such a lowly job!" The grandpa avoided Tang Yue's hand and looked at him with a panicked expression. He almost knelt down and begged for mercy.

Tang Yue's hand paused for a moment. He blinked and said with a hint of sadness, "I used to do this kind of work."

He remembered his most difficult days. His internship salary was low. He wanted to rent a house and eat, but he could not afford good food. However, his stomach was expensive. He could not eat the food in the main stall, so he had to make different kinds of food for himself.

The grandpa knew his background and knew that he had been suffering for more than ten years. He comforted him: "young master will be rich and expensive in the future. Those are all in the past."

Tang Yue did not comment. He did not know why his original father took him back. Normally, an illegitimate child who had been neglected for more than ten years should have been an illegitimate child. If he wanted to, he would have recognized him long ago.

However, with his current situation, having a wealthy family to rely on was better than having a blind eye.