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After the half pot of noodles was finished, the sky would be dark, the red medicine was full, and he slumped leisurely on the bamboo recliner, swaying and tapping lightly in mid-air, following his movements, the paper lanterns under the eaves obediently One by one, the dim lights illuminated most of the yard.

Fang Chong watched in amazement. He observed under the lantern for a long time but failed to figure out the key point. He could only humbly ask, "Boss Hong, what is the principle of your lantern?"

"What's the reason?" Hong Yao was instructing the little ghosts to clean up the pots and pans, and said lazily, "Probably... voice control? Sound control? Light control?"

Fang Chong: "..."

Let me ask you, why don't you give me a multiple-choice question?I choose D!

Just when Fang Chong was about to rely on himself and figure out the secret of paper lanterns with his own wisdom, he suddenly heard Hong Yao say to Pei Ci very naturally: "Don't go back tonight, just stay with me overnight."

The Millennium Spirit Lotus Seed reckons it will work tonight, so I'd better watch it with my own eyes and feel relieved.

Fang Chong didn't know what he was thinking, before he waited for the boss to answer, he blurted out: "Is this not good?"

Hong Yao glanced at Hanhan Fang Chong: "Why is it not good?"

Just as Fang Chong wanted to say that there was no room, he suddenly realized that Boss Hong’s country was all he could see, so he held back for a long time before he could only say: "No...no change of clothes."

"Why not." Hong Yao blinked, "Didn't I do him several times?"

Fang Chong was defeated by Hong Yao's unruliness, those were not a change of clothes, they were shrouds!

It's a pity that his various entanglements and anxieties were no match for Pei Ci's short and powerful word 'good'.

Fang Chong sighed silently in his heart. Since the boss has made a decision, he can only try his best to make the boss live comfortably on the basis of this decision.

"Boss Hong, which two rooms do we live in?"

Hong Yao said in a very natural tone: "Pei Ci lives with me, if you want...you can live in whichever room you want."

Fang Chong: "!!!" This--

Pei Ci looked calm: "Okay."

Fang Chong: "..." Okay.

……

Most of the birthday clothes that Hongyao made for Pei Ci were high-quality brocade, and he picked out a set of white fine cotton underwear and trousers for Pei Ci to use as pajamas for tonight.So when Pei Ci came out of the bathroom, he sat on the carved rug and wiped his wet hair carefully with his eyes down. After taking a look, he really matched this antique environment, as if he should be sitting here.

The size of the jacket is about to be good, and Pei Ci is a person with a straight back and a dignified posture when sitting, standing and walking. Even if he wears a white jacket without any fancy design as pajamas, he instantly has a low-key and delicate feeling .

Hong Yao, who was wearing a vest and big pants, nodded again and again, both for her clothing-making skills, and for Pei Ci, the hanger who added value to the clothes.

When the dripping hair was half dry, Pei Ci put down the veil. He looked at Hong Yao, who was sitting cross-legged on the floor cushion, but was dazzled by the astonishingly white skin. Pei Ci slightly looked away, a little unnaturally He asked eagerly: "...Boss Hong is arranging flowers?"

In front of Hongyao was a half-meter-high white porcelain vase with an open mouth and a big belly. Next to it was a pile of budding or half-blooming lotus flowers. They are put in porcelain jars.

"Those lotus roots and lotus pods will last for a few days, and this pile of flowers will wither if you don't deal with them... You should like these, right?" , I was stunned to create a crowded and lively scene of the elegant lotus flowers that have emerged from the mud but not stained.

Hearing Hong Yao's words, Pei Ci was stunned for a long time... So it was because of him that he fiddled with these lotus flowers?

But thinking about it, with Boss Hong's temperament, these lotus flowers are probably just useless things that can no longer form lotus pods in his eyes, so why would he bother to find a vase and deal with them carefully.

Thinking of this, Pei Ci's heart suddenly lightened, as if a cool long wind had blown away the dense fog that had been pressing on his heart for a long time, and without the heavy pressure, those lovely and soft clouds slowly floated up and down. Floating upwards, they are wrapped with some emotions that he still doesn't understand, and he can't wait to break through the final confinement.

There was a gentle smile on Pei Ci Qingjun's face that he didn't even know. He imitated the appearance of red medicine, sitting cross-legged on the other side of the vase, picked up a budding lotus, and said softly: "... …I love so much."

"As long as you like it, they are only worth this much now..." Seeing that Pei Ci was getting started, Hong Yao wisely stopped her claws from ruining lotus. I knew very well in my heart that my so-called flower arrangement was only a little better than piling them on the ground.

Pei Ci's movements are obviously very casual, but the flowers are very obedient, obediently arranged in a pleasing shape... More pleasing to the eye than the flowers is Pei Ci who is seriously arranging flowers with downcast eyes.

Hong Yao's eyes fixed on Pei Ci's eyelashes that looked like a small fan under the dim light, and he stared blankly for a long time before he came back to his senses, his heart was itching, and his hand that wanted to "urge the flowers and fan" was about to move.

"There are too many flowers... I'll find some more vases!"

The lotus flowers in the lake were in full bloom. Hongyao not only turned out all the large solid-color porcelain vases in the warehouse, but also brought out several large porcelain pots by the way, and then put all the lotus flowers back together. .

More than a dozen vases and porcelain basins lined up to occupy most of the room, and Hongyao started to be in trouble again. How should this be arranged to look good?

After struggling for a while, the red medicine put them in their respective positions.

At the beginning, the open vase that he planted lively and full of flowers, after Pei Ci added leaves and lotus pods, and adjusted the density, has taken on a new look and become prosperous and elegant. This is a work completed by the two of them sincerely. Naturally, it should be placed by the bedside.

Pei Ci trimmed and trimmed the lotus with broken stems and withered petals, and put them together with the small lotus leaves in a porcelain basin filled with clear water. Put it on the table outside.

There are also two bottles on the windowsill and beside the bookshelf...

Pei Ci looked at Hong Yao with a smile on her face, busy walking up and down the room, like a little butterfly decorating a nest... no, it's a little bee, cute and fierce...

Neither of them noticed that two big men, two good-looking big men, slept together for the first time. The flowers are arranged happily again. The atmosphere and the method are really like arranging... ahem.

But the two people, who were blinded by the fragrance of lotus or something else, didn't notice anything wrong until they worked together to make the room fresh and beautiful.

The bed in Hongyao’s bedroom is very consistent with the style of this thousand-year-old building. It is a solid wood canopy bed with a mosquito net hanging on it. Although I don’t know what kind of wood it is, but judging by its heavy color and delicate carvings, even ordinary wood, After so many years, it has become an expensive antique.

Pei Ci was lying on the bed, staring at the top of the white mosquito net, calmly thinking about the material and year of the bed, and before he could figure out why, the red medicine sitting next to him suddenly possessed him, and the warm and cool palm gently over his forehead.

Pei Ci blinked quickly in bewilderment, and amidst a pounding heartbeat, he heard Hong Yao's slightly suspicious voice—"Why is your face suddenly red? Has the effect of the thousand-year-old lotus seed started to work so quickly? "

"... a little hot."

Pei Ci's voice was hoarse and deep, his cheeks were slightly red at the tips of his ears, and his eyes were moist and bright. The red medicine could not doubt him. After thinking for a while, he lowered his voice and said, "It should be that the lotus seeds have worked. The spiritual energy circulates in the body, warming and nourishing." Visceral meridians...fever is normal, bear with it, it will be fine soon."

Pei Ci has been weak since he was a child, and he almost grew up soaked in a medicine jar, so he has always been very patient, no matter how painful the medicine is or how uncomfortable he is, he can endure it without changing his face and not letting others notice.

But at this moment, in the dim light and shadow, he looked up at Hong Yao's soft and beautiful face that had let go of his usual fierce temperament, felt the warmth of his palm, and listened to the worried words in his ear... Pei Ci's heart Sudden soreness, his throat was slightly choked, he opened his mouth, and his breath was inaudible—"How long will I have to bear it?"

Looking at Pei Ci lying on the brocade quilt whose eyes were no longer clear and began to blur, he was caught off guard. Hong Yao felt a sudden pain in his heart. He tried his best to suppress the emotions in his heart, and his voice was soft and firm: "Soon, soon... ...I'm here to guard you... just sleep and open your eyes again..."

Hong Yao moved her palm down, gently covering Pei Ci's beautiful and bewildered eyes, her palms were itchy, as if a feather was gently passing by, Hong Yao heard him say, "Okay".

……

Pei Ci originally thought that he would toss and turn and find it difficult to fall asleep when sharing the same bed with someone for the first time since he was sensible, but he didn't expect to lie on the bed for a long time, and only after a few words with Hong Yao, he quickly fell into a dark dream.

He didn't toss and turn, couldn't sleep, and he didn't count sheep until dawn with his eyes open. He even had a sweet dream...it should be a sweet dream...

In a familiar garden, on a lake that is not yet full of lotus flowers, two teenagers share a small boat with teapots, wine glasses and a basket of lotus water chestnuts in the stern. The expression is fierce, but the pebbles thrown are light and fluttering, the water is playful and the ripples are gentle, the boat does not turn back, and cuts through the clear and clear lake water, going straight forward...

"What's the matter? Are you sleepy?" Hong Yao put a set of short coat and underpants of the same style as his on the side of the bed, and stretched out his hand to shake in front of Pei Ci's eyes.

Pei Ci came back to his senses, looked at the red medicine with bright eyes, and said with a smile, "I had a good dream last night... the lotus in the lake is not grown."

"Huh?" Hong Yao didn't keep up with Pei Ci's jumping thinking.

The smile on Pei Ci's face became brighter. He bowed his head for a while, and then continued: "The lotus seeds accidentally fell into the lake while eating lotus seeds while rafting on the lake, and they grew by themselves in the next spring."

"???" Hong Yao tried her best to appear suddenly enlightened: "...So that's how it is."

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