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Standing by the window, Feng Yi tilted his head and played with the rainbow card in his hands. The voice of the waiting call came from the mobile phone. Feng Yi, who rarely feels nervous, feels a little nervous at this moment.

"Hello? How are you?" The phone was connected, but the voice of a mature middle-aged man came from the other end of the phone.

Feng Yi was stunned for a moment, but in the end he just sighed, his eyes full of helplessness, did this kid even write his own phone number wrong?

"I'm sorry, I made a wrong call." Feng Yi finished speaking and was about to hang up.

"Please wait a moment, sir." The middle-aged man stopped Feng Yi from hanging up the phone, he was gentle and polite, "Excuse me, sir, are you Mr. Feng?"

Feng Yi was stunned for a moment, and looked at the cute rainbow business card. Did he summon the gatekeeper when he was summoning the elves?

"Hi, I'm Feng Yi."

"Are you really Mr. Feng Yi?" The middle-aged man's voice was obviously surprised.

"it's me."

"Finally waiting for your call, Mr. Feng Yi, I have been waiting for your call."

"what happened?"

"If I'm not wrong, you should have found me with the phone number on the business card?"

"Correct."

"Hello, Mr. Feng Yi, please allow me to introduce myself. I am the butler of Nan Xiaonan's young master's home. My name is Zhang Quan."

"Hello."

"First of all, I'm sorry, the phone number on the business card is not the number of the young master. The handmade business card of the young master is copied according to the template I wrote to the young master. The phone number on it is my phone number." The butler laughed. With a bit of a smile, "The original intention is to let the young master contact me with the help of friendly people next to me if necessary. I didn't expect the young master to send his business card to find Mr. Feng Yi."

Feng Yi couldn't help laughing. I'm afraid Nan Xiaonan himself was looking forward to it all along, but he didn't expect to send the wrong call at the beginning.

"The young master has always been looking forward to Mr. Feng Yi's contact. The second young master has prepared a mobile phone for the young master to carry with him. During this time, the young master can't help but look at the mobile phone." The housekeeper didn't notice it, saying When talking about Nan Xiaonan, he can't stop saying a few more words.

"Really?" Feng Yi seemed to be able to imagine the scene of that child doing this, and his mood inexplicably improved a lot. Even today's slightly gloomy weather couldn't stop his good mood.

"After I hang up the phone, I will send you the young master's cell phone number as a text message. Can you...can you call the young master again?"

"it is good."

The butler smiled subconsciously. Although the young master Feng Yi didn't leave the young master's contact information at first, which made him instinctively dissatisfied with the young master he had never met, but he was just a butler. Family affairs cannot be decided at will, even so...

"The young master is very sad because he lost your contact information." He didn't want the young master to be worried and sad for this person, he knew nothing about it, "The young master waited on the bench in the park for six hours , after knowing that I couldn’t reach you, I cried for a long time because I was sad and depressed.”

Feng Yi looked at his own reflection in the glass, and tapped the glass with his fingers. His expression was as perfect as ever, but he clearly saw the guilt and pity shown by himself in the reflection.

"The young master himself is a very delicate and sensitive person, but after crying, he said..."

——It doesn't matter, it doesn't mean that I won't see him in the future, I will definitely see him, and the promise that I can find him in the future will not be lost because of time, as long as I remember.

"You are a housekeeper who is very considerate of the master." Feng Yi said.

"Maybe I'm just meddling."

After hanging up the phone, Feng Yi leaned against the wall. The butler didn't finish his sentence, but he could vaguely understand it. Just meeting him once, he tasted the sweetness of peace and warmth. Those who also lived under the same roof The housekeeper might also be softened by that child.

Maybe he's not special...

As soon as this idea popped up, Feng Yi was instantly pinched off by himself. What was he thinking? He just met him once. How could it be so easy to become special...

but……

Hearing that child crying because he could no longer contact him, he couldn't live up to his thought of looking for it again. When they made an agreement, that child was extremely serious.

"You can't break your promise in front of your children." Especially this one child.

He needs to apologize to that child, that child took the agreement between them so seriously, but he mixed the purity between them with complexity that should not belong to the child, since that child gave him the purest expectation, He must also respond equally, that child can easily accept all feelings, and he does not want to bring him any burden.

Contact him right away, Feng Yi's little thoughts are throbbing with anticipation, he very much hopes to hear Nan Xiaonan's excited voice.

Feng Yi, who had been waiting for the butler to send a number message, waited for 10 minutes...

Two 10 minutes later...

After half an hour...

Feng Yi:?

It's not that the housekeeper forgot to send a text message. If it's something else, maybe he will finish sending the text message first, but...

When the butler was about to send a message, he looked down and saw Nan Xiaonan standing in front of him holding a crayon and drawing paper, his big watery eyes were the shadow of the butler, waiting for him to hang up the phone, although the butler didn't admit it, But all his attention was attracted by Nan Xiaonan.

"Has uncle finished calling?" Nan Xiaonan asked.

"Yes, young master, is there anything I need help with?" The housekeeper couldn't help but softened his voice.

"I'm drawing now."

The butler who saw the crayon nodded: "Is there something I don't know how to draw?"

Nan Xiaonan shook his head and said, "I want to know what color uncle likes?"

"Do you like the color? Uncle doesn't have a favorite color, but..." the butler looked down at Nan Xiaonan's extremely fair face in a creamy yellow T-shirt, "Perhaps yellow looks better?"

"Does uncle like yellow?"

"Yes." The butler couldn't help but want to rub Nan Xiaonan's soft hair, but unfortunately, his status did not allow him to do so.

"Then I'll draw the yellow uncle."

The butler was taken aback: "Young master, is this going to paint me?"

"Correct."

"Since it's painting me, isn't black better?" The butler unconsciously glanced at the suit and leather shoes. The black butler uniform has always been a common color for him. Shouldn't he be black for children? Is it the representative color?

"No, I want to paint the color that uncle likes." Nan Xiaonan shook his head, "This way everyone will like the color."

As Nan Xiaonan said, he unfolded the drawing paper he was holding and showed it to the housekeeper. Seeing the brightly colored pictures on it, the housekeeper pondered and carefully distinguished. Room for improvement.

"This is my home." Nan Xiaonan sat down on the ground very simply, and spread out the drawing paper, which forced the housekeeper to also sit on the floor, beside Nan Xiaonan, Nan Xiaonan pointed to the drawing paper Houses made of triangles and rectangles say.

"Is that right?"

There is an extremely huge window in the house, which occupies almost half of the whole house. There are several people standing in the middle of the window: "This is Dad, this is Mom, this is Big Brother, this is Second Brother, this is me, this is Grandma, this is the housekeeper uncle, this is the cooking uncle, and this is the sweeping aunt..."

"Am I in there too?" The butler smiled.

"correct."

The butler thought for a while, and suddenly asked, "To the young master, am I a family member?"

"That's right." Nan Xiaonan didn't have any curiosity or doubts.

The butler smiled subconsciously. Perhaps in the young master's mind, people who live together day and night are family members, and the simple division is too warm.

Nan Xiaonan took out a yellow crayon and painted the housekeeper's clothes in a messy mess, but was careful not to paint on the outside.

"What color pants does uncle like?" Nan Xiaonan asked again.

"Hmm..." Is it what color pants you like, not what kind of pants you can match them with? "Blue?"

Nan Xiaonan took out the blue paintbrush again, and painted the blue color on the trousers. The yellow jacket and blue trousers looked very funny and rustic, but the housekeeper couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, I'll go find my uncle who cooks." Nan Xiaonan ran away holding the drawing paper after painting.

The butler stood up from the ground, straightened the folds of the clothes, and looked at the black suit. How long has it been since he wore casual clothes?If you have a chance, wear casual clothes and take the young master to go shopping, right?Like a yellow top and blue pants?

The butler remembered that he was going to send a text message to Feng Yi, and finally smiled viciously. The most sad time has passed for the young master, and he is not in a hurry to see Feng Yi now. In this case, it is better to let Mr. Feng Yi feel well Anxious about not being able to wait, wait for him to take the initiative to contact me, at least show that you care about the young master.

His young master is not someone who can be easily bullied.

At this time, teachers from other courses will come over soon, if... If you don't contact me...

Feng Yi glanced at the schedule worriedly, did something happen?Why has the text message that the butler promised never been sent?

Feng Yi's patience has always been very good, at least he hasn't suffered a disadvantage in this aspect, but it's the first time Feng Yi feels that patience is not a good thing, for example, he is very anxious now but it is not easy to send text messages directly to urge, if What should I do if I am too impatient and make the other party hate you?

Finally, he took a deep breath and sat down in his seat. Feng Yi couldn't help laughing in a low voice, seeing his frizzy appearance, he couldn't just let others see it.

Don't let others know that he is in a hurry. This is a necessary condition at the negotiating table.

Forget it...

He is in a hurry.

Feng Yi couldn't help but sent a text message to urge her.

The butler always carries his mobile phone with him and never misses a single message. When he saw the text message from Feng Yi, he smiled. Although every word in the text message was humble and polite, in the eyes of the butler, every word showed Feng Yi's impatience was suppressed.

The butler's little jokes ended here, and he didn't want to delay the hope of the young master who had been looking forward to the call all the time, so he sent Nan Xiaonan's mobile phone number hanging on his body.

"Orange." The housekeeper was preparing lunch. After seeing Nan Xiaonan, his expression softened. "The color I like should be orange, because this color will make people very appetizing."

"Have an appetite?" Nan Xiaonan raised his head.

The chef turned around and took out a lovely pudding from the cabinet: "Isn't this color very pretty? Is it very appetizing?"

Nan Xiaonan's eyes stared at the pudding, shining brightly, this thing must be delicious just by looking at it!

The chef put the patch in front of Nan Xiaonan with a smirk: "Take a look, it's a new work, tell uncle if it's delicious or not?"

Nan Xiaonan immediately ran out with his drawing paper and crayons and put them on the coffee table in the living room, then consciously ran to wash his hands, sat down and even asked the chef for a scarf.

The butler saw this scene when he entered the door, and coughed helplessly. The chef saw it and smiled awkwardly: "It's just a pudding, it won't hinder the meal."

The housekeeper sighed deeply. The chef feeds Nan Xiaonan all day long, and the Nan Xiaonan he cultivated likes to be next to the chef when he has nothing to do. It's really dumbfounding.

"Okay, don't let Madam know about this."

After getting the permission, Nan Xiaonan let out a surprise, and happily grabbed the small spoon, poked the tip of the spoon on the pudding, and the softened pudding showed a particularly delicious demeanor, so I saw that Nan Xiaonan was reluctant to eat it, so he hesitated here In an instant, the mobile phone hanging around his neck suddenly rang loudly.

Nan Xiaonan froze for a moment, looked down at the phone, didn't the brothers call back just now?Is it time to call again so soon?

The housekeeper smiled: "Should the young master answer the phone first?"

Nan Xiaonan looked at the hands she had just washed, and although she was a little reluctant, she still put them down.

Nan Xiaonan is illiterate, but he remembers the number, but this is not the phone number of his brothers. When he picked it up, Nan Xiaonan blinked and said, "Hello? I'm Nan Xiaonan?"

"Xiao Nan." Hearing the familiar child's voice, Feng Yi actually felt nostalgic, "Do you remember me?"

Nan Xiaonan was stunned for a moment, and immediately widened her eyes, with an unbelievable look, subconsciously looked at the closest butler beside her, who smiled faintly.

"Brother Feng Yi?" He tentatively asked cautiously.

"Yes, Xiao Nan."

"Ah!" Nan Xiaonan was extremely excited, and shouted happily, jumped off the chair and grabbed the butler's hand, his whole smile burst into laughter, "Brother Feng Yi, it's Brother Feng Yi!"

Feng Yi couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. The child's joyful voice came from the other end of the phone because he had made a phone call. The joy from the bottom of his heart was directly transmitted to Feng Yi. He would be so happy after receiving his call. Although he had imagined it for a long time, after hearing Nan Xiaonan's real laughter, Feng Yi couldn't control his smiling expression.

"Brother Feng Yi!" Nan Xiaonan hugged the phone in a childish voice, "I miss you so much!"

"Well, I miss you too."

"really?"

"real."

"Did you have a good meal?"

Feng Yi was stunned for a moment: "Well, it's delicious."

"Are you unhappy?"

"Why are you unhappy?"

"Because I didn't find you."

"..." Feng Yi smiled, "No, I knew you would find me."

"Yes." Nan Xiaonan nodded firmly, "I've been looking for you, where have you been?"

"Well...it's not very far away, it's just that I just missed it."

"Would you still go to the chair then?"

"Probably still."

"when to go?"

Feng Yi glanced at the schedule, every day was full, but there was still a rest time, every weekend afternoon.

"On Sunday afternoon, I will go to the bench." This time is Feng Yi's only rest time, he usually arranges it by himself, this time he will be free to go to the bench.

"Then I'll wait for you on Sunday." Nan Xiaonan hugged her phone like a baby, "You must come?"

"it is good."

The chat with Nan Xiaonan was basically very simple, without much nutrition, just a simple conversation, the child was still trying to care about him, without any distracting thoughts or things to think about, after hanging up the phone, Feng Yi felt that the nerves that had been tense all the time seemed to be They all relaxed because of Nan Xiaonan's phone call.

"This is not a good omen." Feng Yi looked at his own reflection on the glass. He was a completely different person in peacetime. He closed his eyes, opened them again, and returned to the perfect appearance, "But It's not a bad thing either."

Nan Xiaonan hung up the phone, her eyes crooked while holding the phone while laughing, she grabbed the housekeeper's hand and danced non-stop.

"I know, I know, I know that the young master is very happy now." The housekeeper was a little amused at the way the child expressed his happiness, "Why didn't the young master apologize to Mr. Feng Yi on the phone? Didn't the young master always think about this?" something?"

"I'm sorry I have to say it face to face, and I still have to carry the thorn." Nan Xiaonan has not yet come out of the matter of pleading guilty. "I want to give him the flower and the sugar."

"Sugar?" The housekeeper was keenly aware of the vocabulary in Nan Xiaonan's language.

"Hey hey hey." Nan Xiaonan realized what he said, and immediately went over with a haha, turned around and pulled the chef's clothes, "Uncle, can I save the pudding until Sunday? I want to give the pudding to Brother Feng Yi."

"Does Xiao Nan not want to eat?" the chef asked.

"But I want to give it to Brother Feng Yi." Nan Xiaonan glanced at the attractive pudding, swallowed, "I'm fine."

"Let's eat." The chef bent down and picked Nan Xiaonan up, took Nan Xiaonan to wash his hands again, and then put him on the chair just now, "There will be new pudding on Sunday."

Nan Xiaonan cheered and raised the small spoon, and the housekeeper and chef smiled at each other.

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