Employers are also canary pissed off today

After all, it was a young man. After the fever subsided, Jiang Xiannian completely recovered the next day.

According to the original plan, he planned to play games in the heating room of the hotel during the few days at the end of the year, but a sudden cold disrupted his plan, and by accident, Jiang Xiannian went back to Ji Baicen's house again.

During the period, Ji Baicen asked him what date he bought the ticket to go home. Jiang Xiannian said that he would leave after the year. Ji Baicen seemed to have thought of something, his face changed slightly, and he never mentioned it again.

As for the cup he gave, Ji Bocen didn't seem to like it very much, and he never took it out after receiving it.

So much so that Jiang Xiannian couldn't guess that Ji Baicen was doing this in the group all day long.

[Ji Bocen: (picture) @all members]

[Mu Luo:? 】

【XUGUOR: What is this? 】

[Ji Bocen: Nothing, it's just a New Year's gift made for me by my 'No Fate' @木罗, what did my uncle give you during the Chinese New Year? 】

【Muluo:...】

【XUGUOR: Heh】

[Do not cue in the code words: ha ha]

On the morning of the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, Jiang Xiannian finished his breakfast and prepared to put the dishes into the kitchen as usual, when Ji Baicen called to him: "Pack up some clothes and follow me to a place."

It seems that he will be staying outside for a few days, Jiang Xiannian nodded without any objection.

After nine o'clock, the two took the indoor elevator to the underground garage.

From a distance, I saw a cute new car with headlights that looked like two eyes.

Jiang Xiannian didn't know much about cars, but he happened to hear Xu Ziyou's greedy introduction of this car.

The price is expensive, and because of limited customization, you may not be able to buy it if you have money.

Ji Baicen threw him a car key:

"new Year's gift."

Jiang Xiannian caught the key and Wei Weijia was stunned.

Although he knew that as a lover, he could receive gifts from the benefactor from time to time, but when this happened, he was still a little surprised.

Seeing him not moving, Ji Bocen coughed: "I won't take other people's things for nothing."

Jiang Xiannian opened his lips, thinking of Ji Baicen's character, he swallowed the words of refusal, curled the corners of his mouth, and smiled in his eyes: "Thank you brother."

Ji Baicen seemed very satisfied with his reaction, raised his lips and said "um", and got into the car first, Jiang Xiannian quickly followed.

They are both art students but have different majors. There are not many topics in common. In addition, neither of them has a talkative personality. They chatted very little along the way. During the six-hour drive, they did not speak more than twenty sentences in total.

I don't know if it's because he is a particularly boring person or what, but even so, Jiang Xiannian didn't feel bored, and even set a small goal in his heart:

After the Chinese New Year, he will learn to drive, and when he gets his driver's license, he can take turns driving with his employer for self-driving trips or long distances.

It was almost dusk, and Ji Baicen drove into an ancient town surrounded by mountains and rivers far away from the city.

Next to the two plaques that read "Work at sunrise and rest at sunset" in the front of the village, there are reception staff in ancient costumes.

Jiang Xiannian followed behind Ji Baicen, and was attracted by the carriages and sedan chairs carried by manpower along the road.

He observed that the layout of the buildings was not much different from the film and television city, but after coming out of the parking place, no one was holding modern items such as mobile phones, and all the people he met were wearing ancient clothes.

He and Ji Baicen walked on the path paved with bluestone bricks, feeling a sense of disharmony that split time and space.

The elderly receptionist who led the way saw his doubts and explained enthusiastically: "This is a vacation retirement villa opened by our young master. The main experience is to return to the basics and stay away from 007. Work at sunrise and rest at sunset. Necessary to participate in the 'useful' social interaction, using simple physical labor in exchange for the necessary supplies."

When the old man spoke, his beard hopped up and down, and his pride was palpable: "The 'villages' will hand in all electronic devices before they officially move in, and they only have half a day to check their phones every Sunday."

Jiang Xiannian nodded: "Thank you."

The old man waved his hand: "Master Ji and our young master are friends who grew up together, you are welcome."

During the chat, the three of them had already walked to a grand mansion.

Ring Pei Dingdang was well-dressed, and a man dressed as a young master of Jingui stood in front of the vermilion gate, waving at them from a distance, and walked over a few steps.

Then, ignoring Ji Baicen, he arched his hands at Jiang Xiannian and made a bow that he didn't know if it was standard or not: "Surely this is Brother Jiang, right? When I saw it today, it was true that Yushulin was more handsome than Pan An. Yu Linyuan, fortunately." Will be lucky to meet."

The young man's complexion is as white as jade, his eyes under the big double eyelids are clear and bright, and he has deep dimples when he smiles.

Judging from what he said, Yu Linyuan knew the relationship between the two of them, knew that he was Ji Baicen's lover, and didn't disdain him at all. Jiang Xiannian felt a little affection for his employer, this friend named Yu Linyuan.

With a social barrier like him, he doesn't know how to respond better, so he can only nod his head and say honestly: "Hello."

"You look good too."

Yu Linyuan let out a "puchi", the smile on his face became brighter, and the good words returned to normal: "I thought you were a cool guy when you didn't talk, but you are naturally cute. No wonder Ji Baicen..."

Jiang Xiannian didn't hear what was said later.

Ji Baicen lifted Yu Linyuan up, looked down at him, and said with a half-smile, "Speak well."

Yu Linyuan made a gesture of "shut up now" and rescued his collar from Ji Baicen's hands.

After standing still, he looked at Jiang Xiannian with a smile: "Let's go, Xiannian, I will show you my town."

Hearing the words, Jiang Xiannian only had time to turn his head to look at Ji Baicen before he was dragged away by Yu Linyuan in a hurry.

The loose and huge tail of Yu Linyuan's Hanfu dragged the floor from time to time, and Jiang Xiannian was afraid of stepping on it.

Yu Linyuan looked down along his line of sight, his eyes lit up as if thinking of something: "Oh yes, let's take the two of you to buy clothes first."

"Ji Bocen suddenly said that he would bring you here for the New Year, but he didn't give me time to prepare, otherwise he could order a few sets for you."

As he said, he turned left and right and led him into a ready-made clothing store. After comparing his figure, he took two sets of clothes with smooth and textured fabrics from a display hanger built on bamboo poles and handed them to him and Ji Baicen respectively.

Jiang Xiannian took the clothes and went into the fitting place.

Behind him, Yu Linyuan smiled flirtatiously at Ji Baicen: "So you are a beauty controler, but you have a really good eye. I can guarantee that he will look good in Hanfu. You should go and change it, it's a couple's style."

Ji Baicen stared at Yu Linyuan's flamboyant and inconvenient clothes, raised his eyelids indifferently, and almost wrote the word "dislike" on his face.

Yu Linyuan clenched his fists, resisting the urge to jump up and hit Ji Baicen on the head.

The door bolt slammed lightly, Jiang Xiannian walked out of the house, Ji Baicen looked over in response, and couldn't take his eyes off suddenly.

Of all the people he has met, no one is more suitable for wearing Hanfu than Jiang Xiannian.

Seeing Ji Baicen looking at him without blinking, Jiang Xiannian asked aloud, "Are you wearing something wrong? I don't know the correct way to tie the girdle, so I just tied it casually."

Ji Bocen didn't speak, just walked over in a muffled voice and brought him some other clothes, and said to the clerk, "I've got all of these."

Dinner was eaten in an antique restaurant, from the "professional attire" of the waiters to the style layout of the restaurant, there is an antique flavor everywhere.

Ji Baicen sat opposite him, his fingers holding the wine cup were well-knitted, slender and clean, and he was dressed in a dark purple brocade robe with ironed gold patterns, revealing all the innate nobility.

Yu Linyuan clicked his tongue: "How about you say that people depend on clothes, Ji Baicen, I really don't want to hit you with your clothes like this."

Jiang Xiannian agreed from the bottom of his heart, and he also felt that the employer looked good in such clothes.

To be precise, Ji Bocen looks good in anything.

Just as he was thinking, Ji Baicen's gaze, which was originally looking at Yu Linyuan, was slightly off, and happened to be directed at him.

Jiang Xiannian subconsciously moved his eyes away, and calmly concealed his guilty conscience for no reason: "Why are everyone in the resort wearing ancient costumes?"

Yu Linyuan: "Because I like Hanfu very much, I want to develop a branch industry in my resort to promote the more daily use of Hanfu..."

Listening to Yu Linyuan's eloquent talk about everything from wishful thinking to straight-breasted, round-neck, beige and armor, etc., Jiang Xiannian suddenly felt a little confused.

Like Yu Linyuan talking about Hanfu, he can be elated, and his eyes are full of liking.

He did not.

"Live the life you want in the best way you like" is just poisonous chicken soup in a certain sense. Similar to the situation where most graduates cannot pursue their favorite career, Jiang Xiannian's choice of school and major only refers to reality and economic factors ——

The head teacher of the high school knew Han Yi's tutor, and Jiang Xiannian heard from him that the candidate with the top score in professional courses, Peichuan Film and Television University, would waive all fees.

Do you want to work in this line of work after graduation?

He wasn't sure.

Jiang Xiannian was still thinking about life plans without a clue, and the meal was over.

Yu Linyuan stroked Liuyuan's belly: "It's time for a walk after dinner, Xiannian, you didn't expect that there is a Goulan street here, I'll take you to Kangkang right now."

Ji Baicen put out a hand to separate the two of them, and looked at Yu Linyuan coldly: "Are you busy?"

Yu Linyuan is quite straightforward, and has no self-consciousness of being a small light bulb: "The protagonist of my new article is a rich second generation of salted fish in ancient times, and his daily life is to eat, drink, play, and do nothing."

"Of course, only when you are in the same situation as him can you best and most naturally inspire inspiration and find material."

Jiang Xiannian came to a sudden: "So you are a writer."

Yu Linyuan tapped the folding fan in his hand, straightened his collar: "That's right."

Ji Baicen snorted: "Young people in their 20s who have nothing to do will probably think of themselves as writers."

Yu Linyuan: "..."

Jiang Xiannian smiled, he just realized today that the employer's sarcasm and ridicule to him before were considered polite.

After leaving the restaurant and walking through the alleys hung with lanterns, Jiang Xiannian and Ji Baicen returned to the house where they saw Yu Linyuan in the evening.

The old man who led the way came to them with a lantern: "The luggage of the guests has been packed, come with me."

Jiang Xiannian couldn't help being curious, could it be that the bed he slept on was also the kind of bed with hanging curtains that often appeared on TV?

Soon his conjecture was confirmed.

And he and Ji Baicen seem to be sharing the same bed tonight.