My current boyfriend became my black fan

Dou Jue's expression seemed to freeze, Liao Wenrui immediately put down the phone: "Let's take a selfie!"

Long Xiaomei: "Come together, Doudou!"

Dou Jue: "..."

So Dou Jue was forcibly pulled over, and the three barely framed a shot.

Long Xiaomei, who had a big harvest today, went back with her spoils singing and dancing, and the rest of them sat on the edge of the bed in embarrassment and silence.

Liao Wenrui noticed that there was still residual heat on Dou Jue's body, his forehead and hair tips were wet with sweat, and even his whole body seemed to be wet.

He wanted to ask Dou Jue to change clothes so as not to get sick, but instead he sneezed a lot first, and his whole body became wilted. "Take a good rest," Dou Jue said sullenly, "Why do you still have a cold?"

"It's fine, just take some medicine. You just finished your work? Go change your clothes and take a shower..." Liao Wenrui wanted him to go now, and then he would continue to get under the covers for the sick and old.But Dou Jue looked back at him as if his butt had grown on his bed.

"What are you doing with a straight face?"

Dou Jue pursed her lips. "nothing."

He paused, still unwilling, and took another look at Liao Wenrui.

"Is the younger sister also your fan?"

"He is older than you, and you are also called Xiaomei."

"She likes me to call it that," Dou Jue said, "We took a group photo of the three of us, why don't we take one?"

Liao Wenrui: "..."

Liao Wenrui doesn't know how he developed into this state, anyway, he has to take pictures with his little ex-boyfriend now.

"Why do you smile so stiffly? It wasn't like this when I was with my little sister."

Liao Wenrui rolled his eyes: "I was not forced to take a selfie with her just now."

"Did I force you, Mr. Liao?" Dou Jue stretched out his arms to wrap around Liao Wenrui's shoulders, and the two leaned tightly.Liao Wenrui's heart jumped up suddenly, and then there was a funk like a clockwork. He raised his eyes to look at Dou Jue, and this kid was also looking at him.

"That's called coercion."

Liao Wenrui felt a strange heat surge up in his body, as if he was going to melt into this kid's eyes immediately, he struggled to get rid of this feeling, turned his head away from him, worried that his face would turn red up.

Dou Jue took a few photos with satisfaction, and then took back the phone. "Take a rest, Teacher Liao, I won't bother you anymore."

"Don't call me that if there is no one." Liao Wenrui quickly got into the quilt and turned his back to him, leaving only a dark hair top.

"Then what should I call it?" Dou Jue had already walked to the door, he looked back at Liao Wenrui, and teased, "Is it 'Wenrui'?"

Liao Wenrui suddenly got out of the quilt: "Say it again, I recorded the audio and uploaded it online."

With a flash of Dou Jue's figure, he laughed and closed the door for him.

Liao Wenrui lay on the bed, hissing and steaming on his face: How angry!

After living for so many years, she was molested by a brat!

Why are you so worthless? Liao Wenrui, you're so worthless!He covered his face, using the coolness on his fingers to cool his face and forehead.It's already fucking winter, so what the hell are you doing.

He calmed down for a long time, and somewhat understood why everyone called Dou Jue the lover of the people, because he really hurt people.

After a while, Master Long himself came over, and Liao Wenrui quickly got up from the bed: "It's my turn to visit you."

Master Long was dressed in a Tsing Yi gown and cloth shoes on his feet. He didn't look like a person who was used to blacksmithing, but his temperament was more like a calligrapher. "It's okay, you don't need to be so polite."

Liao Wenrui thought to himself, people who say they don't need to be polite are the most troublesome. The more you are like this, the more polite you have to be to him, so that he will be satisfied.

So he had a polite chat with Master Long. Master Long saw that he was not in a good state of mind and asked him to sleep first.

Liao Wenrui didn't shirk this time, drank the medicine under Long Xiaomei's supervision, and obediently went to rest.

He didn't know how long he slept for this muddleheaded sleep, until Dou Jue came to ask him to eat.

He stared in a daze and felt that someone was beside him, but he couldn't open his eyes all the time, feeling a little anxious in his heart.

The man's fingers lightly touched his forehead, stroking his eyebrows, the hazy touch made him extremely fascinated, and he couldn't help but want to rub it.

But at this moment, he woke up in time.Dou Jue sat next to him, clasping his hands in a proper manner. "You can really sleep."

"What are you doing?" Liao Wenrui rubbed his eyes and got up. He had a headache from sleeping and couldn't get up.

"Come to call you for dinner." Dou Jue said.

Liao Wenrui's legs were crossed, and there were red marks on the right side of his face from the heavy sleep. "Oh... I'm going to wash my face."

When he walked to the door, he turned back and asked, "What's inside, where is the bathroom?"

Dou Jue looked at the half of his trousers rolled up on his calf, and smiled and said, "I'll take you there."

When the two of them went downstairs one after the other, Master Long’s family was just getting ready for dinner. Liao Wenrui saw the situation. Master Long and his wife were setting the table and chopsticks. He was playing with his mobile phone on the table, and there was a young man sitting next to him, probably another child of Master Long.He shook his head and stopped in his tracks.

"What's wrong?" Dou Jue asked behind him.

"It's okay." Liao Wenrui coughed with his throat dry, "Let's go."

It's been a long time since he had a reunion dinner like this.

At the dinner table, Master Long introduced Liao Wenrui grandly, and Miss Long applauded in unison: "Welcome!"

"Wen Rui will stay here for a month." Master Long said to the men at the table, "You should take him with you."

He turned to Liao Wenrui again: "Take care of your body as soon as possible, you can rest for the next two days, and when you recover, Xiao Dou will take you to do what you need to learn as an apprentice."

Liao Wenrui: "...Let Dou Jue take me?"

"Of course, he came earlier than you, so he will know a little more." Master Long smiled, "He is your senior brother now."

Liao Wenrui tried his best not to frown, and turned to look at that little bastard.

Dou Jue smiled obediently: "Junior Brother Liao."

"..."

What if he wants to call Iris to take him away now?

Not long after dinner, Master Long took them to the studio again.

"This is the refining room. Not all iron is suitable for forging swords. It must be old iron or iron sand. This is the place where pure iron is refined."

Liao Wenrui nodded as he listened, and looked inside. There was a large kiln, a forging tool table, and all the tools for beating were placed on the shelves in a dark row.

"Actually, it's nothing too unusual." Master Long said, "During this period of time, you are mainly here to learn how to refine refined iron."

"Have you been learning this recently?" Liao Wenrui quietly asked Dou Jue.

"Correct."

"is it hard?"

Dou Jue asked Liao Wenrui to get closer, and whispered, "It's not that I'm scaring you, this job can kill ten donkeys."

Liao Wenrui covered his ears, trying his best to ignore the feeling of Dou Jue's breathing on his head.He deliberately took a step away: "That didn't make you exhausted."

Dou Jue: "..."

After finally winning the round, Liao Wenrui felt a burst of joy in his heart, and followed Master Long's steps, continuing to listen to his introduction.

"...Like here, here is the place for engraving."

"Lettering?"

"Yes, you must have your own name on the sword to indicate your identity." Master Long said, "This is a delicate job, and it requires patience."

Only then did Liao Wenrui know that there are so many ways to forge a sword. One must be able to draw fine brushwork, design the body and hilt of the sword, and then forge the steel according to the shape of the sword to make the lines emerge, file and plan the surface of the sword, and finally quench it.

"It's so difficult..." Liao Wenrui retreated in his heart. He has never touched the spring water with his fingers in this life, and now he has to face all physical labor.

"Scared?" Master Long looked back at him.

Liao Wenrui shook his head slowly.

"I'm afraid it's normal. You haven't done heavy work before. You have thin skin and tender meat." Master Long said, "I won't let you do anything else at first. Let's start by going to the mountains to collect firewood."

Liao Wenrui realized that he really underestimated this trip to the countryside, so Jing Yan didn't tell him anything. "Picking firewood...?"

"Yes, wood and fire are both important, you have to learn this first."

He looked back at Dou Jue, who shrugged.

"If you study here for a month, you will definitely have to hand in your homework." Master Long walked back two steps with his hands behind his back, "Just strike a sword, and you can take the finished sword with you."

Liao Wenrui cheered up: "Is it okay?"

"Of course, this is the result of your own labor. But whether you can make it or not depends on your own creation."

The author has something to say: Host: I heard that the two once fought a sword together?

Liao Wenrui: ...It seems that there is such a thing.

Moderator: So whose hand is that sword in the end?

Dou (Liao): In my wife's hand. (in my hand.)

Liao Wenrui: ...

Dou Jue: Uh-huh.

Hee hee hee Thank you for your comments, I hope you can keep it up.Today, [-] friends are randomly selected to give red envelopes as usual!