ungrateful

The author has something to say: Thank you starfish, bosses~~【Highlight】I will be on a business trip tomorrow, and I may have to toss on the road all day. Please take a day off, and I will update the day after tomorrow~~(ー`′ー)

After returning from the temple, Ji An was in fear for several days, always fearing that the Xin family had discovered his whereabouts and would really come after him.

In fact, Xin Chi did already know that Ji An, who had disappeared for many days, was at the Yanhuai Mansion.

The blow that Ji An hit was actually not serious. He hadn't eaten for three days, so he really didn't have much strength. Xin Chi passed out only because he was drunk.

When Cuihe found him, he screamed and alarmed the night watchmen. The whole Xin family learned about it, and hurriedly invited a doctor, treated the wound, and prescribed medicine. hinder.

All the servants serving in the courtyard were eaten and hung up, and a whole room of people guarded Xin Chi, surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside.

However, on the second night, the old lady got old and couldn't keep up, and Master Xin and Mrs. Xin had to go to rest, leaving Cuihe and Qi San to watch over the night, and the courtyard was considered clean.

Xin Chi had been resting the day before, but he didn't feel sleepy at this moment. The injury on his head was hurting faintly. After sleeping until midnight, he finally couldn't bear it, and subconsciously called out: "Ji An."

He yelled three or four times and there was no response, but he yelled himself until his drowsiness dissipated before he remembered that Ji An's whereabouts were unknown now.

Qi San was sleeping soundly outside, so Xin Chi had no choice but to change his name to Cui He.This one came as soon as he was called, after all, Cuihe has been serving Madam for so long, so he couldn't even hear her calling at night: "Master, what's the matter?"

Xin Chi said in a bad tone, "Call the doctor, I have a headache."

However, it is normal to have an injury on the head, and in the middle of the night, even if many people got up to find a doctor, it took a lot of effort to invite the doctor. Cuihe coaxed him with a good temper: "Young master Renren, the doctor left the wound medicine before he left, and I will get it for the young master."

After a busy day, Cuihe was also so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes when applying the medicine.

In fact, she has already done her best, she is the most responsible kind of woman, she regards her husband as her god, Xin Chi already counts her whole life in her heart, but Xin Chi is still dissatisfied.

In the past, let alone such a big cut on his head, even if he was bitten by a mosquito, Ji An's heart ached terribly. When he cried for itching, he would scratch it for him, and if he cried for pain, he would rub it slowly for him. He always stayed all night long. Watching him all night, there was never a time when he yelled several times in a row but didn't even get a response.

But Ji An wasn't there.

Xin Chi kept the fire under pressure for two or three days, and when he was almost ready to get out of bed and walk around, he hurriedly sent a few people to find Ji An's whereabouts while preparing for the wedding according to the arrangement at home.

Ji An's parents died, and he was alone. For several years, he could only rely on the Xin Mansion to survive. There was no place to stay in this city, but he couldn't find anyone even after searching for a month.

Xin Chi lost his temper this month more than in the past year.

He couldn't figure out where Ji An could go, he even searched the places where the beggars lived, and almost aroused his father's idea, so he suppressed the news a little.

As a result, Piansheng got the news when he was about to get married.

It was only when Xin Chi got the letter that Ji An realized that Ji An had just met Yan Huai's servant named Huoxiang, and it was because his lamp was dark, so he didn't expect that this was the only place Ji An could go.

But that's fine too.

It was as if a stone had fallen to the ground in Xin Chi's heart.

He figured, now that his marriage with Yun's daughter was imminent, this was his top priority, and he couldn't spare it, and he didn't have the energy to arrange Ji An's affairs.

Now Ji An is only afraid to come back because he is afraid. It is good to live in the Yanhuai Mansion. When the time comes, he will settle the marriage and bring Ji An back in person and tell him that he does not blame him. Will come back with him obediently.

Ji An is still his closest servant, and he is also the young master who is on top of Ji An's heart.

In a few days, the marriage will be longer, and Ji An will be with him. Ji An will be his forever.

He finally got the news of Ji An on his side and was relieved to wait for someone to pick him up, while Ji An on the other end, who had been anxious for fear of being found, could finally feel a little relieved——Yan Huai's elder brother was going to stay at Yan's family. With his pregnant wife unable to come over, it fell on Yan Huai to harvest the herbs this fall.

This errand never fell on Yan Huai before, and Huo Xiang, a close servant, didn't know what to prepare for the young master, but Ji An was very good at it. He is particular about what to bring and what kind to bring, he knows exactly what to bring.

From food to clothes, he even thought of oil-paper umbrellas and coir raincoats. Ji An kept talking about making preparations in advance, and Huoxiang was so surprised that he looked at him with admiration: "Ping An, you are too good!"

Ji An couldn't bear to be praised, he would blush after being admired by Huoxiang like this.

He put on a pair of red ear tips, embarrassed: "It's just... nothing."

However, Yan Huai still wanted to tease him: "An An is very powerful."

Ji An's neck was completely red now, as if he was about to smoke, he ran to the backyard with Yan Huai's clothes to change.

But he was very happy in his heart, thinking that he would no longer have to worry about being found and taken back by the Xin family, so he was full of energy every day, and started to work early in the morning.

Knowing that he was happy, Yan Huai let him toss for two days.

But once you go far away, you will not be as comfortable as at home, and your food and accommodation will be restricted. Now you should take care of yourself.Especially Ji An, who was thin and small, made Yan Huai always feel that he was going to get sick, so on the third morning, before dawn, Yan Huai heard rustling noises outside again, and called out to Ji An. An said: "An'an."

This was the first time that Yan Huai had called him since Ji An had kept Yan Huai's vigil for more than a month.

Ji An hurriedly responded, and obediently ran to the inner room, his voice was soft and waxy when he first woke up in the morning: "Master, I'm here."

Yan Huai was lazy, he didn't get enough sleep, his eyelids twitched and then closed again, then stretched out his arms, and pulled the person into his arms without any mistakes, and hugged him together, with a muffled voice: "Okay, Sleep a little longer and be obedient."

Ji An fell into Yan Huai's arms all of a sudden, was dragged onto the bed by Yan Huai and hugged him, and was stunned for a while.

Surrounded by the familiar scent of the young master's body, he rested his head on the young master's arm, pressed his face against the young master's chest, and was embraced by the young master in a completely defenseless posture.

He subconsciously felt that this gesture was too intimate, and it shouldn't be something the young master should do to him.

Although maybe the young master just thinks that they are both men, there is nothing to shy away from, and maybe the young master has nothing to hide from Huoxiang on weekdays, but... Ji An thought silently, but he still can't forget what Xin Chi did to him thing.

Ji An pursed his lips, remembering that Xin Chi had hugged him like this before, pressed on him, and did more intimate... terrible things to him.

He felt that he should be afraid, and even thought that he would fall into a nightmare again because of this hug, but in the end he fell asleep dimly. In the dream, there was only the pleasant smell of medicine, and there were no ghosts or ghosts.

Not only that, but when he woke up again after a full sleep, the sun was already high.

No nightmares, no ghosts or ghosts—he slept so deeply that he couldn't sleep any deeper.