Master, you have changed

Going to school in midsummer is not a happy thing. The sky outside the window is gray, with deep clouds and low, motionless.

Feng Yiye lay lazily on the table, looking sideways out of the window, like a puddle of mud.

The temperature rose little by little, and students gradually appeared.

He pretended not to hear the whispers pointing and pointing around, and carried the corpse to the end. The table shook slightly, and there was the sound of a chair being moved beside him. Maybe I have to rely on you..."

Luo Yang was taken aback by his sudden turn around. Looking at the aggrieved expression again, his face darkened. He still hadn't forgotten what happened in the dormitory the day before yesterday, and said ruthlessly.

"No!"

"Ayan!"

This sound is slightly louder, attracting a lot of attention.

Luo Yang wanted to give him a critical blow.

"Are you going to abandon me all the time?"

Class A of the Purple Room was quiet, and even the sound of breathing became much lighter.

Luo Yang felt that it was not suitable for him to go to school today.

"If you have a junior brother, you don't need friends!" Feng Jiye said, covering his face with his hands, leaning against the back table with his legs up, his eyes moist between his fingers.

There was a girl at the back table, her face was blushing, she didn't know whether she was frightened or shy, she sat silently and didn't say anything.

Luo Yang couldn't bear it anymore, and felt the need to explain, Feng Yiye suddenly said seriously with a frowning face: "Luo Qing mentioned that person to you, right? It's just...that Qingchen..."

"Lightly Dust Immortal!"

The girl at the back table moved forward silently, listening attentively with bright eyes like everyone else.

"Yes! That's him! The dove occupies the magpie's nest! I'm homeless now, do you want to save me?"

Luo Yang said righteously: "No!"

Feng Yiye was about to cover his face again to build up his emotions. When the teacher came, the white-haired old man looked around the classroom, very satisfied with the quiet early in the morning. When he looked at Xiang Feng, he was obviously taken aback and began to give a serious lecture.

After being glanced intentionally or unintentionally at this night, Feng whispered to Luo Yang, who was listening carefully to the class beside him: "I guess he must be surprised, the holiday is not over yet, why did I come to class?"

Luo Yang also felt puzzled, and replied: "Is your cheap master treating you badly? Why do you hide?"

Feng Qiye choked, evoking his usual standard smile and looking sideways out the window, his black eyes were cold and self-deprecating.

There was a gust of wind outside, and his waist-length hair was blown by the wind. He suddenly pulled out the crimson hair ornament on the top of his head and threw it out of the window.

Luo Yang was used to his sudden madness, and said, "It's time to cut your hair."

Feng Ziye raised his lips and raised his eyebrows, and leaned against the wall with his hands folded on his chest: "Your parents, you don't want to cut your hair and skin! How is your junior brother Qing?"

"I applied to the college, and they promised to take the exam in advance for junior junior, and the results will be available today."

"Oh...he lives in a dormitory?"

"Um"

"It's not good for you brothers to be in the same academy but you can't see each other. You should apply to live together. How about it, do you need my help?"

Luo Yang hesitated for a while, felt that it made sense, and nodded in agreement.

Feng Jiye said again: "I won't go back to Anjufeng for the time being, why don't you go to your dormitory?"

Luo Yang resolutely refused, Xin Dao's roommate had already misunderstood that he was abnormal, so he dared to live together?I'm afraid that rumors will be flying all over the sky the next day!

……

After solving the unstable factor of Luo Qing, Feng found that he was not good at night. He was standing on the street at the moment, taking out the last copper plate and handing it to the vegetable seller with trembling hands. His heart was full of tears, he was so poor!There is no money!Flowers, plants, fish and snakes have all become vegetarians, and they can no longer go to the mountains and forests to fight wildly like before!

The sky was thundering, and it was raining lightly. Holding the spoils he bought with the only copper coins, he felt as heavy as a thunderstorm.

Why should I go grocery shopping?It's noon, okay?Why did I run home?Do you slap yourself in the face? !

Walking leisurely in the rain while self-deprecating, I gained a lot of admiration and jealousy, and my mood improved slightly.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, the world was in chaos, the fiery eyes of the fan girl turned into panic and dispersed, it seemed that he was the only one in the world breaking the rain curtain and walking alone.

The guards of the small town watched him walk into the official road strangely, looked up at the sky and murmured: "I'm afraid the rain will get heavier..."

Another person said: "Or, let's give him an umbrella? He looks so good-looking, and it makes people feel distressed to get sick in the rain."

There is no need to send an umbrella, someone has covered a rain-free world for him.

Feng Ye looked sideways with a smile in his eyes: "Master!"

The dusty man in white clothes nodded slightly, holding an umbrella in one hand and picking up fruits and vegetables in the other.

Feng Yiye retreated subconsciously, then stopped suddenly, allowing him to share half of the weight, with his free fingers carelessly tangling the curly hair, and asked: "Is the master picking up the disciples on purpose?"

Hu Qingjue responded with an "um", looked up at the sky, and said, "There is a heavy rain."

"The master personally came to pick up the disciple, the disciple is really happy~ But there is no need to be so troublesome in the future, the disciple does not need to go home at noon"

Hu Qingjue lowered his head, his eyes rested on the opponent's arm for a moment, and he did not express his opinion.

Feng this night really wanted to throw away the fruits and vegetables in his hands!

After walking in the rain for a long time, the sky became darker and darker, with dark clouds overwhelming the top, and the nostrils were filled with the smell of damp soil.

After returning to Anju Peak, the first thing Feng did that night was to go back to the bedroom to change clothes. Even though he was holding an umbrella, he was still wet below his knees.

Yesterday, the two of them used one day to build a new house together. It has two bedrooms and a living room with a kitchen. He and Hu Qingjue live next door. The living room is directly in front of them, and the kitchen is outside. It is a small house built alone.

He didn't make much effort, most of the building of the house was done by Hu Qingjue.

Feng changed his clothes this night, sat bored in the front hall and cleaned up the vegetables, and felt that the ability of Shangxian was really not built. He completed the construction of the house in one day and it was extremely sturdy, which completely crushed the achievements of the three of them in half a month. .

It's just... a little overkill...

He kept the food for two meals, and threw the rest to the man-eating flowers and plants who were particularly excited in the rainstorm.

From the corner of the eye, Hu Qingjue came out from the back room and changed into a new suit, still white better than snow.

Naturally called out: "Master"

Hu Qingjue leaned over to wash the vegetables without losing his temper, he hurriedly stopped him and said, "I'll do it!" After saying that, he grabbed the vegetables and put the water basin and vegetable basket in front of him.

Hu Qingjue stared straight at him for a while, then frowned and said, "Give me the hair ornament"

Feng Yeye was crying bitterly for his damn habit in his heart, when he heard this, he immediately took out the hair accessories in his arms that should have been thrown away and handed them over, only to realize something was wrong after being picked up, and bowed his head silently.

He is not lazy for a day or two, nor is he disheveled for a day or two. Yesterday morning, he was summoned by the master and said: "Disheveled hair is indecent."

On the top of the head is a deep red delicate coral fan-shaped hair accessory, which is very eye-catching with thick black hair.

But I like disheveled hair, and I don't want to ask for Master's things!Feng Yeye beat his chest and feet in his heart, but he still kept smiling and said, "Why does Master have women's things?"

Hu Qingjue put him in a dignified sitting posture, combed his hair with his fingers, and said flatly: "Neutral."

"Okay... the hair accessories are unisex... did the master buy them? Or did they come from admirers?"

"Never Take What You Give"

"Oh? That's what you bought? You bought it just for me~"

Feng started to be dishonest again this night, and smiled brightly with his back to him.

Hu Qingjue didn't answer, and he wasn't unhappy either, he said to himself: "Don't talk? That disciple should be like this? You said you never accept what you give, but you accept me~"

The hair is tied up, the dark red coral holds the hair on the temples and the top of the head, and the long hair that hangs naturally is black and straight.

Feng Yiye noticed that Master had withdrawn his hand, and turned around with a smile, holding a bright red tomato in his hand. He was about to speak, when Hu Qingjue lifted his chin with one hand, and the hair on the temples on his forehead was scattered in pieces, with elegant layers .

"...Master is so powerful, he can do anything~"

Hu Qingjue turned and entered the room, his voice was suppressed by the heavy rain, and his voice was less cold: "Don't go to school in the afternoon"

This kind of weather is not suitable for going to school. Feng asked himself at night that he didn't have the sincerity to study in the rain, and said shamefully: "Since it is the master's order, the disciple will naturally obey~"

The lunch was settled harmoniously between the two sitting opposite each other. After cleaning up the pots and bowls, Feng Yiye gnawed boredly with an umbrella in one hand and an apple in the other, and walked around the peak a few times.

All the things I raise are changed to vegetarian, and I am poor and white, so I can only open up wasteland to grow vegetables.

He gestured and rowed on the peak, planning the location for reclamation.Feeling desolate in my heart, the king of Tang and Tang was reduced to farming for a living, and the mess was quite miserable!

The giant golden python lying dead in the rain smelled its master's breath, twisted its body and swam over, opened its bloody mouth, blocking the way.

The wind made a detour this night, and it also detoured, chasing several bends persistently.

Feng Qiye withdrew his smile and leaned over to pat the golden python's head seriously and praised: "Our gold coin teeth are really white!"

The golden python couldn't understand human words, and wandered slowly to keep up with the master who was returning to the room.

Hu Qingjue was sitting in front of the window in the hall drinking tea, and cast a casual glance to this side.

Feng Yiye squatted at the door to prevent the drenched golden python from entering, and kept praising: "Our gold coin teeth are really white, like fine white jade, and the skin is golden, better looking than gold coins, he is simply a handsome man in the python world!  … "

Hu Qingjue said: "It's hungry."

Feng Ziye's mouth twitched, and he turned his head with infinite grievances: "Master, how did you do it? How did you make it vegetarian? How should I raise it?"

Hu Qingjue: "It doesn't eat leaves, weeds, or meat"

"...Master..."

Hu Qingjue sipped tea quietly, looking at the rain outside the window, wondering what he was thinking.

Feng walked up this night and thought it necessary to explain: "Actually, I keep these things for defense and not for harming others. The crooked way is to bluff you. I really am a good person who has never killed! So, you can take them away." ..."

Hu Qingjue's long and narrow silver eyes were full of condemnation, as if reprimanding him with his eyes: "Lie!" Feng Yeye had no choice but to retreat, throwing half of the apple in his hand into the golden python's mouth, comforting: "Good gold coin, Bear with it, I'll buy you something delicious tomorrow~"