Zuo Fei looked directly at Mr. Fu Baihui, hoping to hear what he wanted to hear from him.

But how is this possible? Mr. Fu just wanted to say something ordinary, yawned and said, "Okay, okay, I'm sleepy, clean up the room, I want to sleep." After saying that, he walked to the living room and sat down on the sofa to rest.

Mu Lingu and Xie Xiao'an, who had been living here for three days, didn't know that there was actually a room on this floor, in fact, they also wondered, there were obviously two small rooms upstairs, why didn't there be one in it?

Mu Lingu and Xie Xiaoan looked at Zuo Fei who was standing in place and didn't speak for a while, and then looked at the master who was already sitting leisurely on the sofa, yawning, and didn't seem to know anything.

After a long time, Zuo Fei finally figured it out and said, "Okay, teacher, wait a minute, I'll clean up and I can give you a place to live." ”

I saw Zuo Fei walking towards the bedroom, at the end of the corridor back to the bedroom, there was a painting, I didn't think that there would be a door hidden behind it, and after Zuo Fei took the painting down, the door was revealed.

Standing in front of the door, Zuo Fei took a few deep breaths, exhaled and walked into the door, opened the door only to see that inside, there was no such dust and ancient atmosphere of wood that no one had lived in for a long time, almost exactly the same as Zuo Feifei's bedroom, spotless.

There was a bed and a few bookshelves, and it was indeed an ordinary classroom.

Mu Lingu and Xie Xiao'an, who walked in from behind, looked at this ordinary room, and they didn't know why Zuo Fei hid it and didn't let anyone live in it.

They looked at Zuo Fei, but were shocked by his unusual expression.

Zuo Fei is their little junior brother, they have lived together since they were very young, they know that Zuo Fei's personality is actually a little awkward, but at least in their opinion, they can't hide their hearts.

Zuo Fei, who is sitting here now, standing in this room, can hardly hide his loneliness and sadness, as if he has remembered something that makes him particularly sad and difficult to suppress.

At this moment, Mu Lingu and Xie Xiaoan didn't dare to say anything more, stopped making a fuss, and quietly exited the room, leaving Zuo Fei time alone.

The two walked to the living room and looked at Mr. Fu Baihui on the sofa. Walking on the sofa in front of him and sitting down, the two looked at each other, and Mu Lingu asked, "Teacher, how do you know that Zuo Fei has another room here." There was a pause here, "Xiao Fei's emotions are not too right." ”

Hearing this, Mr. Fu Baihui recalled in his mind what Zuo Fei looked like when he was a child, and Zuo Fei at that time couldn't see that he would have such a confident and powerful momentum now.

He was completely a gloomy child, and when I first saw him, he was wearing a brand new sportssuit, which should have been bought by the old man, and his hair was still slightly long, and he shrunk back and looked at his feet all the time, completely ignoring others, and only relaxed a little when he followed the old man's side.

At that time, he actually didn't really want to accept the disciples of the closed door, but the old man kept saying: Zuo Fei is so diligent and he is very suitable for studying medicine, he will definitely not regret it, so he stayed.

After staying, after taking care of him for a while, Fu Baihui slowly felt that Zuo Fei was actually very well-behaved, very simple, and had no bad intentions, but when he was a child, he was used to being very silent.

At that time, Fu Baihui was only in his forties, and for the people in that place, he was still in the prime of life, and he had just reined in his temperament, and he felt that it was also very good to have such a well-behaved little disciple, so he took his heart and taught Zuo Fei well.

And it was at that time that Fu Baihui knew Zuo Fei's little secret, Zuo Fei would always stay next door every time he slept, leaving an empty house.

At that time, he had asked Zuo Fei, why Zuo Fei just looked down at his feet, silent and didn't talk to him, how could it be? At that time, he had already regarded him as his cute little disciple and couldn't bear to persecute him.

It wasn't until after a period of time that Fu Baihui asked the old man that when Zuo Fei lived before, there were always people living next door who lived next door to her neighbors or some distant relatives they didn't know, no matter who it was, as long as they lived next door to him, they would always get angry in the middle of the night, have a quarrel, or get drunk, they would come to his room and punch and kick Zuo Fei.

So he must now live in the empty house next door, just to not give others a way to hurt him.

So before Mu Lingu was able to live in a room with him and sleep in the same bed, it was Zuo Fei who really regarded people as his unguarded people.

And leaving a spare room has actually become Zuo Fei's habit, as if he will feel uneasy if he doesn't do that, otherwise Mu Lingu really won't be able to sleep in bed.

Mr. Fu Baihui was in a trance thinking about these long past events, and Mu Lingu looked at his master's trance in front of him and did not disturb him, letting him recall slowly.

Old Mr. Fu came back to his senses, looked at the expectant eyes of the two disciples of his family in front of him, sighed and said, "There's nothing to say, what Zuo Fei wants to say will tell you." He looked at Mu Lingu and said, "Don't let down your little junior brother's heart." ”

Leaving such an unclear sentence, regardless of Mu Lingu's puzzled expression, he turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

Walking into that room, Mr. Fu saw Zuo Fei standing by the window at a glance, contemplating.

He slowly walked behind him on the left, patted him on the shoulder, and said kindly: "Fei'er, don't think too much, what you don't want to say, the teacher won't have to say it, you just need to know that we are all people standing behind you, and we will always protect you." ”

Hearing this, Zuo Fei's eyelids trembled, the corners of his eyes moistened a little, he closed his eyes tightly, turned around and hugged the teacher who had been with him for more than ten years, lying on his shoulder like a child, and said softly: "The teacher I know, I will definitely not let you down." ”

The evening sun shone softly on the two people by the window, and at this moment all the haze seemed to have disappeared.