A week is already more than enough for a person to arrive in a new environment, to live in a new way, from strange to familiar.

For people like Huajie who are conscientious and begging for life, remembering a person, only one face is enough.

Zhuang Fei has kept all kinds of small details in mind since he first entered Yingyue Changfeng Building, life has been in order, and the things he has to do every day are almost like that, he is responsible for Zhuang Qinghong's living and spices, and the spices are received from the place where he went to Changfeng Building, of course, Zhuang Fei has seen what is called stripping-cutting oppression, and those who have no status are extremely unsatisfactory in life.

Spices and other things, Zhuang Fei originally thought that Zhuang Qinghong would not let him take care of it, after all, he didn't trust him. didn't expect Zhuang Qinghong to be very open-handed, thinking about it, how could Zhuang Qinghong not accept a few people, someone must have secretly paid attention to him. So Zhuang Fei didn't think about it, after all, he didn't have a ghost in his heart, and he didn't want to do anything, he did things for Zhuang Qinghong wholeheartedly, and he wouldn't take it for granted, and he would ask Zhuang Qinghong every time he burned incense.

As for Zhuang Qinghong's antiques, clothes and other things, they are all taken care of by Hongli, the owner of Changfeng Building, and new clothes and accessories are sent every month, and Zhuang Fei does not need to ask.

This is not appropriate, but it makes people feel all the time that you are living by relying on Changfeng Tower, which is a kind of oppression.

Zhuang Qinghong has his own study, Zhuang Fei has never been in, and Zhuang Qinghong seems to be somewhat satisfied with this.

But today, Zhuang Qinghong suddenly asked Zhuang Fei a strange question, he said, "Zhuang Fei, are you literate?" ”

"Hui Gongzi," Zhuang Fei held up an umbrella for Zhuang Qinghong and replied softly, "Zhuang Fei has never studied, and he only learned a few words from the old master. ”

Zhuang Qinghong suddenly stopped, his face was a little unhappy, Zhuang Fei followed him, and had to stop, the misty drizzle fell on Zhuang Fei's shoulders, the early autumn had begun to cool, Zhuang Fei couldn't help but shrink a little, Zhuang Qinghong was usually indifferent, and now his gaze made Zhuang Fei feel even colder.

"Zhuang Fei," Zhuang Qinghong stood in the rain, stretched out a white hand, and raised Zhuang Fei's chin, "Don't mention your old master in front of me again." Remember, I am your Lord. ”

Zhuang Qinghong admired Zhuang Fei's blinking eyes, watched Zhuang Fei's panic from the beginning to become calm, lowered his eyes and agreed, finally nodded with satisfaction, and walked forward again.

Putting down his hand, Zhuang Qinghong rubbed his fingers, and the slippery feeling did not disappear, warming his cold fingers. Yes, since you came here and served him, what do you do with the old lord on your lips? It's unpleasant.

"You know a few words, can you tell me about it?" Zhuang Qinghong took another step, "Forget it, I see that your ears are red, and you don't know a few big characters when you think about it, just follow me today." ”

"Thank you, Childe." Zhuang Fei thanked Zhuang Qinghong, the study was already close in front of him, he took the oil paper umbrella and hung it aside, Zhuang Fei pushed open the door and let Zhuang Qinghong enter the house first, and then hesitated to go in.

Thinking about the meaning of Zhuang Qinghong's words, it seemed that he wanted him to go in. But he hasn't mentioned this for more than ten days, maybe it's just a test of him, Zhuang Fei is still hesitating, and Zhuang Qinghong speaks, "Don't come in yet?" ”

"Yes." Zhuang Fei entered the house, Zhuang Qinghong glanced at him, and said, "Close the door, son, I don't like to see the rain." ”

Zhuang Fei felt a sigh in his heart, are you here...... But the movements of his hands and feet were not slow, and he closed the door.

***

None of the temptations he had expected had happened.

Zhuang Fei was lying on the bed, looking at the lantern fire blurred by the rain outside the window, listening to the sound of the rain, Zhuang Fei remembered that during the day, Zhuang Qinghong wrapped his arms around his shoulders and taught him to write hand in hand.

Zhuang Qinghong is indeed very good, he stands and waves, as straight as a green pine, his face is the most handsome Zhuang Fei has ever seen, coupled with his indifferent temperament of rejecting people thousands of miles away, it makes people feel that he is too beautiful to look at. He wrote the word Zhuang Fei on the paper, just as he did when he broke a branch and drew the word Zhuang Fei on the ground.

Nothing seems to have changed, but everything is different.

Zhuang Fei suddenly felt cold, and couldn't help hugging his shoulders, his hands were really different from Zhuang Qinghong's, and he couldn't give himself warmth. Zhuang Qinghong's body temperature is comfortable, Zhuang Qinghong, what do you want to do? That's how it was ...... to him. Do you want to seduce him? What are the benefits? If they are discovered by Changfeng Tower, both of them will be unlucky.

Vaguely, Zhuang Fei seemed to hear some movement, and seemed to see a figure in front of him, but he couldn't open his eyes anyway, he only felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and finally couldn't help but fall asleep.

After Zhuang Fei fell asleep, someone pushed the door out, walked to Zhuang Fei's sleeping step, and squatted down.

"......" Zhuang Qinghong stroked Zhuang Fei's face, turned his back, and walked out of the door with a flick of his sleeve.

You, who ask me to bless you, never know how dangerous what I am doing. I try my best to make your life comfortable, even if you die, you can't blame me.

Sleep well, Zhuang Fei.

***

Zhuang Qinghong sometimes goes out secretly, and Zhuang Fei has seen it very clearly. That day, he was taught to learn calligraphy, not a temptation, but the use of incense, and there was a special incense in his sleeve, which was mixed with the fragrance on the small couch outside Zhuang Qinghong's bedroom, which could make people dull and drowsy.

I don't want him to know about it for the sake of evidence. Zhuang Fei knew this, and he didn't force it, he didn't have the reason and capital to let Zhuang Qinghong trust, and he didn't have the ability to help him, Zhuang Qinghong didn't plan to sue him, so he was ready to act as if he didn't know, and occasionally kept vigil and fell asleep according to Zhuang Qinghong's mind.

A week, enough for Zhuang Fei to understand Zhuang Qinghong's personality, is indeed very indifferent, although it is not that it is a rejection, but there are few things that can move him, Zhuang Fei feels that it is difficult to complete the contract.

But at the same time, Zhuang Fei also had a preliminary idea. Changfeng Lou is the Chu Pavilion, he likes Zhuang Qinghong, of course he can't come out of the big horn, because Zhuang Qinghong is the focus of the eyes of King Qi Jing of Jin and the boss Hongli, but he has to hide it with all his might.

But you can't completely express Xiàn like a waiter, that would be meaningless. The most appropriate attitude is humility. In this way, it is best to hide and it is best to be exposed.

No matter how humble you are to the people you like, you will make a difference. Of course, this time is not short.

Zhuang Fei closed his eyes and felt some pain in his right eye, for it, he had given up, and he knew the path he had chosen from the very beginning, so he was also ready to be enlightened. It doesn't matter what you sacrifice!

His young master, sure enough, hasn't changed. It still makes him feel so distressed, if he can do something for him, even if it is death, he is not afraid.

Time flickered like this, two months passed, and winter came.

In the past two months, Zhuang Fei successfully let Zhuang Qinghong eliminate the initial precautions, as a waiter, Zhuang Qinghong felt that no one could be more intimate than Zhuang Fei, absolute humility in place, never cause trouble, and how low the requirements were - just to be a waiter, it was enough to be satisfied.

In short, Zhuang Fei is very satisfied, at least Zhuang Qinghong has become accustomed to his existence, his world revolves around Zhuang Qinghong, and Zhuang Qinghong will never feel that anyone is more appropriate than him.

Today, the first snow of winter fell, and it was only a little snow, but it also showed that the weather was colder.

Zhuang Fei is in Zhuang Qinghong's study at the moment, holding Zhuang Qinghong's designated poetry book and reading, once there is a mistake or an unrecognizable word, Zhuang Qinghong will be beaten by Zhuang Qinghong with a ring ruler, Zhuang Qinghong seems to like this to teach Zhuang Fei's actions.

Originally, Zhuang Qinghong was also going to teach him to write, just like the posture of hugging him from behind on the first day, but once he was seen by the prince, and he said, Zhuang Fei is just a little waiter who can read, and it doesn't matter if he can write.

Zhuang Fei knew that this prince might be vinegar, and Zhuang Qinghong never let Zhuang Fei write again.

It's just that literacy is indispensable every day, reading poems and poems, very rhythmic, once the pronunciation is easy to find, Zhuang Qinghong can correct him while reading the book.

When Qi Jing arrived, he saw such a scene, Zhuang Qinghong was leisurely half-lying and looking at a travelogue, but Zhuang Fei moved a stool and sat down, holding a book of poems and reading it slowly, and the sound of Langlang's book was crisp in his ears.

Impatient and enduring the appearance of studying, Qi Jing showed a smile in his eyes.

"You are so interested, you catch Zhuang Fei to study every day, and you are also interesting in winter, but I don't know that this king is extremely boring." Qi Jinglai was diligent, and he didn't care that Zhuang Qinghong didn't salute, so he pulled out the book in Zhuang Qinghong's hand and laughed.

Zhuang Fei bowed quietly, and put down the book very naturally, he thought that what he was doing was very plain, but he didn't know that his little happiness was seen by the two of them, and they both had a helpless smile. Zhuang Fei really didn't want to read those poems, but he was pressed by Zhuang Qinghong to read them, and now Qi Jinglai is really grateful to him, so when he retreated, there was a little joy in the corners of his eyebrows and eyes, which made him more lively and likable.

Zhuang Fei walked outside, rubbed his eyes that were tired of reading, made tea by the stove, gave the outside guard a cup of hot water before bringing it into the house, and entered the house with a smile.

At first, he did this just to see that the level of this guard should not be low, and it might be helpful to leave a good impression, but he was just a gesture, but it was also a kind of good karma, maybe it would come in handy at some point.

Zhuang Qinghong glanced at Qi Jing lightly, "The prince really wants to find it boring, I'm afraid that the people below are like ants in a hot pot, and they have to make something interesting by all means." Zhuang Qinghong stood up as he spoke, greeted Qi Jing to the first seat, sat on the side to accompany him, Zhuang Fei served tea, and retreated after saluting.

Qi Jinglai has not been a lot of time, but in Zhuang Fei's opinion, he doesn't just like Zhuang Qinghong, he has a noble status, I'm afraid he just treats Zhuang Qinghong as a pleasure now.

Of course, Zhuang Qinghong's skin is very beautiful, and I am afraid that it also accounts for a small part of the reason why he is attracted to him. But this does not affect the fact that in the future, he will fall in love with Zhuang Qinghong deeply, Zhuang Fei is unwilling to become a thorn in Qi Jing's side, otherwise he will be beaten to death with a stick every minute, so when he has Qi Jing, he is silent, and he is no more than a rule.

Zhuang Fei lowered his eyebrows and exited the room, not seeing the smile in Qi Jing's eyes and the helplessness in Zhuang Qinghong's eyes.

"You little waiter, you're very interesting." Qi Jing took a sip of tea and exhaled a breath of hot air, "Seeing this king is like seeing a flood beast." ”

Zhuang Qinghong shook his head, "He is afraid that studying is true." Where is the flood beast, it is the Bodhisattva who descends to earth. Said with a pity and sighed, "Zhuang Fei's understanding is not low, just be willing to study hard." ”

sighed, Zhuang Qinghong quietly changed the topic, and the two talked about poetry, talking about the winter snow scene and people's livelihood, and talking about sex naturally didn't care about Zhuang Fei.

Zhuang Fei went out and saw that the guard was still holding the teacup in a daze, pursing his lips and revealing a soft smile, obviously to relieve the embarrassment, but the guard's cheeks were red, and he looked at Zhuang Fei quite at a loss.

"Lord Liu, why are you so distracted?" In view of the fact that every time Qi Jing comes, Zhuang Fei "retreats to the second line", it is very natural that the relationship with Qi Jing's personal guards is already good.

After getting acquainted, it is inevitable that there will be two points of familiarity, but Zhuang Fei is still very measured, just in terms of identity, they seem to be all attendants, but in fact they are worlds apart.

"Below, this ......" Liu Xin's eyes were a little fluttering, he clenched his hands into fists but forgot that he still had a cup in his hand, and the remaining half of the glass of water was scattered at the door.

Zhuang Fei's eyes swept the ground lightly, walked past Liu Xin's side and naturally took the cup, not rude and closer the relationship between the two at the same time, such a clumsy person can still sit in the position of the chief personal guard, presumably he must be skilled.

"Zhuang Fei is just going to serve the prince, he can't take care of it, can Lord Liu renew a cup of tea?"

Zhuang Fei has always done things so properly, which makes people feel ironed.

Liu Xin was embarrassed and at a loss, looking at Zhuang Fei's back, he only felt a panic in his heart - the dustless boy is naturally unparalleled in the world, and he will feel inferior when standing with him, as if he is just a piece of dust, he still likes Zhuang Fei like this.

When the prince and the prince become a good thing, can he also ask the prince for grace?

When Zhuang Qinghong sent Qi Jing away, he happened to see Zhuang Fei and Liu Xin standing together talking, Liu Xin is a tall and strong man, and he is also a talented Yushu Linfeng, and his mind is not bad and his skills are better, otherwise he would not be Qi Jing's personal guard, but he stood beside Zhuang Fei, but he looked very clumsy, looking at Zhuang Fei's eyes were gentle and cautious, Zhuang Qinghong looked at it with a cold look.

Seeing off Qi Jing, Zhuang Qinghong said to Zhuang Fei, "Stay away from that Liu Xin in the future, he is not something you can think of." ”

Zhuang Fei was stunned for a moment, then understood what Zhuang Qinghong was talking about, lowered his head gloomily, but still responded, "Yes." ”