I bent the devil

Compared with the ruined courtyard that I visited before, although it is only one-third the size of the previous one, it can be seen that the previous one was not gorgeous, but at least it was clean and it was a place for individuals to live.

Just still old.

Gu Jiu followed behind Tsing Yi, and saw that his robe was as concealed as possible, but traces of continuous mending could still be seen.My heart is slightly sour.

Walking through the front yard and along the long corridor, Song Qingyi stopped in the second room, pushed the door open and entered.Gu Jiu only hesitated for a second before following in.The room was dark, and there was a decaying smell of an old house that had been in disrepair for many years. Although Song Qingyi had opened the windows for ventilation, the smell emanating from the house itself could not be discarded.In addition, the interior furnishings are extremely old, which makes people feel depressed as soon as they enter.

This kind of negative emotion, and Song Qingyi, who was dressed in white and gave off a gentle and refreshing feeling, were completely two extremes.

Just when Gu Jiu was looking around, Song Qingyi had already walked over with a set of clothes in his hands, pursed his lips, and handed it to Gu Jiu in a low voice. "Put it on. It may not be as comfortable as yours."

Whether it was the memory of his childhood or now, when Gu Jiu appeared in front of him, he was always dressed in brocade and satin. Even when he was caught in the carriage later, he was taken care of very well.

"Thank you." Gu Jiu smiled.

Song Qingyi lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on Gu Jiu's hand that reached out to take the clothes. The palm was soft and the fingertips were callous-free, just like what he thought.

Gu Jiu is really a completely different person from him. I always remember what he said, and I didn't understand it when I was young, but because I remembered it well, as I grew older, I began to understand that what Gu Jiu taught him back then was the principles of life.

The truth of being a good person.

Gu will not know for the time being that he has been consciously imitating him in his memory since he was a child.But the more he imitates, the more he can discover that Gu Jiu grew up in a different environment from himself.

But it is impossible for him to become the person Gu Jiu said.

The kind of person with pure and kind qualities is mostly created by the environment, but Song Qingyi is not, and has no chance to become the kind of person Gu Jiu expected.

So when he saw Gu Jiu appear, how did he feel?

The unbelievable joy, the resentment after waiting so long, the... shame of not being the kind of person he expected.

No matter how gentle and polite he pretends to be in front of others, only he himself knows what he is. It has long been turned into a rotten mess by this cruel life, but it is wrapped in a clean and pretty good shell. With, to deceive the world.

But this attitude of taking it for granted no matter who he was facing, and without any waves, felt ashamed the moment he saw Gu Jiu.

For a moment, he wanted to temporarily block Gu from the door.

------------------------------------

There was not much firewood in the house, and the excess was sold by Wang Er to a wealthy family in the city, so Gu Jiu simply wiped his body and changed into Tsing Yi clothes.

After confirming that there was no problem, he came out from behind the screen with the changed dirty clothes.

Song Qingyi, who had grown into a teenager, was sitting at the table. After seeing him coming out, his eyes stopped on his collar. After Gu Jiu looked down and found nothing wrong, he looked up at him again, "What's wrong?"

Song Qingyi stood up, took two steps forward and walked in front of Gu Jiu, took the clothes in his hands, put them aside casually, and then slowly stretched out his hands to help him straighten his coat.

He untied his belt and changed the direction of his collar. Gu Jiu stood there without moving. Still able to get his approval?

"...The collar should be pressed from the left to the right." He said in a low voice. His voice has not been stable for a long time, especially when the voice is lowered or raised, it will easily break or appear strange. .

So Song Qingyi developed an unhurried tone when speaking, which matched his temperament very well.

Now, after he spoke to Gu Jiu with a slightly hoarse, somewhat strange voice, he immediately pursed his lips, paused with his slender and white fingers, and his slightly drooping eyelashes trembled slightly. He was sure that Gu Jiu didn't have any other emotions in front of him. Only then did he straighten his collar again and back away.

Moyu-colored eyes looked at Gu Jiu after stepping back, like the eyes of a dog after finding a ball thrown by its owner and putting it at the owner's feet again.

Gu Jiu, who was just lowering his head and forcing himself to remember the direction of the collar, didn't notice it. When he looked up at Song Qingyi again, he already had that calm expression again.

"Thank you." We Tsing Yi, who almost blurted out, really grew up. After seeing the boy who was only a few centimeters shorter than us, we swallowed the words back, leaving only a dry thank you.

The boy looked at him quietly, slowly.Dispensable nodded.

This appearance made Gu Jiu more sure that what he did was correct. What he thought he hadn't seen for a long time, but it took him more than ten years to put on the other party. If he said the words like a familiar one just now, both of them would probably feel embarrassed. .

not to mention.The current Song Qingyi is no longer the child who is happy just because of a word of praise he coaxed the child, right?Sure enough, I wanted to try to change my attitude when talking to him, Gu Jiu thought, he didn't know the mood of the young man beside him, and he was slightly depressed.