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Chapter 20 Who to choose?
"Oh, young master Bai." Qian Shan didn't know that he would make such an oolong, and help Shui Diaozi up, dumbfounded, "It's not what you think."
"That is how the matter?"
"Alas." Qian Shan sighed deeply, glanced at the servants who were helping at the side, moved closer, and lowered his voice, "That's the uncle's room."
Bai Hemian was taken aback for a moment.
"Every time the second master is in a bad mood, he will go to the uncle's house, and no one is allowed to follow." Seeing that he started adding vegetables to the pot again, Qian Shan couldn't help persuading, "But the young master is different from us, you go and see , Er Ye must be happy."
Even if the East Wing was not the uncle's former house, Bai Hemian had no reason to refuse. He nodded and squatted by the stove, completely forgetting the theory of "a gentleman stays away from the kitchen". There was only soup bubbling and bubbling in the pot.
A bowl of nourishing soup certainly has no special curative effect, but in the end it is better than nothing.
When Bai Hemian filled the soup, the rain that had been brewing for a long time poured down, Qian Shan held an umbrella for him, and the two of them walked cautiously for a long time before they came to the door of the East Wing.
"Young master, I'll wait for you outside the house." Qian Shan sent him under the eaves and refused to leave. "Go straight along the corridor, and you will find the second master."
Bai Hemian nodded and said yes: "I tried my best to persuade him to come out, but...if he doesn't listen, I have no other way."
"Just go." Qian Shan put away his umbrella and stood obediently under the eaves, as if he would not move unless he came out with Second Master.
Bai Hemian had no choice but to carry the soup and walked along the veranda.
It can be seen that the East Wing has been unoccupied for a long time, and the bricks and tiles are covered with moss, but there are not too many weeds in the courtyard. It is expected that someone will clean it regularly. After walking for about ten minutes, he saw a bedroom with a half-closed door. I think the second master is inside.
Bai Hemian hesitated for a few seconds, but went in anyway.
There wasn't much dust in the house, and all the furniture was covered with white cloth, but the lonely chill that hit his face made Bai Hemian almost back away.
He had met Boss Feng when he was a child.The father and mother of the brothers of the Feng family didn't have a good time. In the early days, it was all up to the eldest brother to take charge of the house. When Bai Hemian climbed over the wall, he was so scared that he fell down because of the boss's military uniform.
Thinking of this, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.
Who had caught him then?
Bai Hemian's heart trembled violently, and he remembered that it was Second Brother Feng who held him in his arms.
"Who allowed you to come in?" Xu Shi heard footsteps, Feng Qisong cursed in a low voice, "Do you know where the East Wing is?"
"Second Brother Feng..." Bai Hemian staggered, almost knocking over the soup in his hand.
He shrank behind the screen covered with white cloth, poked his head out to see the back of Second Master Feng.
Feng Qisong was not in a wheelchair, but stood by the window with his back to him, looking lonely and desolate.
"He Mian?" Feng Qisong didn't expect him to come, and his tone was instantly gentle, "Why is it you?"
After saying that, seeing the soup in Bai Hemian's hand, his eyes slightly bent: "It's ready?"
"Yeah." He came out from behind the screen, not daring to look at the bed behind Feng Qisong, but couldn't help but move forward.
Bai Hemian wanted to know how his soup was cooking.
Feng Qisong took the soup bowl in his hand, raised his head and drank most of the bowl without saying a word: "It's delicious."
Bai Hemian was also happy, he looked around but couldn't find Feng Qisong's wheelchair: "Second Brother Feng, why are you standing up?"
"No one comes to the East Wing, so no one will see it." Feng Qisong paused, and smiled bitterly, "I'm also deceiving myself, I don't want my elder brother to see me in a wheelchair."
"...Even if I pretend to be lame, I don't want to."
Who would want their elders to see themselves in a state of embarrassment?
Bai Hemian felt the same way.At the beginning of the Bai family's downfall, he was most afraid of the dead of night, because at that time he would think of his parents who had passed away, and he was afraid that they would see him in his worst state.
"Second Brother Feng, don't think so." Bai Hemian reached out to support Feng Qisong's arm, and comforted Feng Qisong, "Brother Feng...Brother Feng must love you very much."
Unexpectedly, Feng Qisong suddenly opened his hand.
Young Master Bai has only been comforted by others since he was a child, and he seldom comforted others. Now it is not easy to squeeze out a few words from his mouth, and he cannot bear to be waved away, so he is even more at a loss.
Bai Hemian wanted to scold someone, but looked at Feng Qisong, but couldn't speak no matter what, after several struggles, he could only stand there in a daze.
The rain this summer has been extraordinarily abundant, and the house is full of heavy humidity. Feng Qisong stood only a few steps away from him, without glasses, and his eyes fell on the bed covered with white cloth, as if on something else. He was obviously smiling, but Bai Hemian felt that Second Brother Feng was extremely sad.
"Sorry..." Feng Qisong looked at his hand with a wry smile, "I just thought of Big Brother..."
After speaking, there was no sound again, as if he swallowed back what he was going to say to Bai Hemian.
As a result, the gloom on Feng Qisong's body that had been dissipated with great difficulty re-condensed.
Bai Hemian froze for a few seconds, thinking he should do something, and he did it—Bai Hemian reached out and grabbed Feng Qisong's sleeve.
"Second Brother Feng."
"Huh?" Feng Qisong looked over, his eyes lingering.
"Let's go back to the house." Bai Hemian's Adam's apple rolled up and down, his mouth was inexplicably dry, "Second Brother Feng, I have something to tell you."
Feng Qisong didn't expect that he would be willing to go back to the house with him once he was opened, so he almost couldn't wait to hold his hand: "Okay, let's go back to the house."
So Bai Hemian dragged Erye Feng out of the east wing in such a dazed manner.
When they walked to the door, Qian Shan looked like he was about to cry with joy, pushed out a wheelchair from behind the door as if by magic, and then looked at Young Master Bai expectantly.
Bai Hemian had no choice but to bite the bullet and tug on Second Brother Feng's sleeve again.
Feng Qisong pursed his lips and smiled, sat down obediently, pushed by Qian Shan, and returned to the bedroom safely.
Along the way, Bai Hemian was thinking about what to say to Feng Qisong when he arrived in the bedroom.
He has nothing to say to Feng Erye at all!
But as soon as they entered the bedroom door, Qian Shan closed the door tightly behind him.
"Second Brother Feng, are you...are you sleepy?" Bai Hemian leaned against the table, looking for something to say.
The few times they were alone in the past, they were almost unanimous in confronting each other, and it seemed that there had never been such a quiet scene like today.
When Bai Hemian got nervous, she couldn't help but pull her sleeves with her fingers, lowered her head and muttered, "Although it's still early, it seems that there is nothing else to do."
"Want to go out to play?" Feng Qisong might have misunderstood it.
In Feng Erye's view, the 19-year-old Young Master Bai is still like a child, how can he be bored in the room all day?It's normal to want to go out to play, just like his incompetent third brother, who either drinks or takes three or five friends to go out for an outing outside the city.
He was the only one who was so entangled in trivial matters that he had already forgotten the taste of having fun.
"It's raining." Bai Hemian frowned and shook his head.He sat down, rested his chin and looked at the drizzle outside the window, and sighed sadly: "It's hot and humid, Brother Feng, if your leg is injured, you must change the medicine in time."
Feng Qisong's expression moved slightly: "I know."
After finishing speaking, he asked again: "Are you concerned about me?"
"Of course." Bai Hemian nodded as a matter of course, "I don't care about you, who do I care about?"
He snorted coldly: "Master Feng?"
Bai Hemian thought to himself: Please forgive me, but don't push me to Mr. Feng's side again.
As soon as Bai Hemian mentioned his third younger brother, Feng Qisong's expression darkened immediately: "Go if you want, I won't stop you."
"... After all, you have a marriage contract first."
"Second Brother Feng, don't mention my engagement with Third Master Feng from now on, is it okay?" Bai Hemian was rarely angry, but lay down on the table exhaustedly, "I really don't like him."
"...The marriage contract was made when my parents were alive. I was young and didn't know how to resist. Now that I'm an adult, I'm married to you again," he paused, "Married to you in name. Since If you want to pretend to be a couple, you shouldn't push me to another man."
Bai Hemian said seriously, "Even if it's your younger brother."
He didn't think it was too complicated, he just felt that Feng Qisong was so bad, if someone from the Chen family found out, he might not know how to guess the relationship between them.
Feng Qisong was suddenly stunned by the truth, before he could be happy, he blurted out: "Then you and I are on good terms, who do you like?"
For Feng Qisong, this question was a self-deception.
How can there be any so-called "good friends" in the world?All affectionate letters are written with his left hand.
But for Bai Hemian, this is really a very serious question.
"Like" itself is more serious.
"Second brother Feng, what's the meaning of your question?" Bai Hemian avoided the serious and ignored it, and he wasn't too shy. After all, he is not in the mood to talk about love now. Whenever he is free, he will think about the grievances between the Chen family and the Feng family. There is also Chen Beidou's dead son, "I promised you just now that in the year when I signed the contract, I will not have any unclean involvement with anyone. Now you can use the relationship between yourself and me in the past." Like, what's the point?"
More importantly, the current Bai Hemian no longer knows the answer to this question, and dare not think about it.
If the answer deep in his heart is the former, how will he deal with himself after a year?
Feng Qisong listened quietly, and sat beside him for a while, seeing his clear brows shrouded in a touch of sadness, the dim sky light wandering on the lines on the side of his neck, his heart was sore that he almost swelled.
Feng Erye is not even afraid of going up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of fire, but he dare not ask further: If I were the one who wrote you the letter, would you just say "like" directly?
Thinking of this, Feng Qisong suddenly appeared in front of Feng Qisong's eyes the elder brother's unrepentant appearance, and the tearful last words: "Take care of the third brother."
A gust of wind mixed with rain came blowing in from the half-closed window, Feng Qisong came back to his senses suddenly, but his emotions finally broke through the cage of reason, he stretched out his arms full of guilt, and firmly wrapped around Bai Hemian's waist .
The author says:
Ah... Let me explain. I took the setting of the East Wing Room for granted. I thought everyone knew it. It was actually a custom on our side. The eldest son should live in the east, and the second son should live in the west _(:зゝ∠)_. The eldest brother has passed away, and the second brother Feng has become the eldest in the family. The young master Bai took it for granted that he and the second brother Feng lived in the original east wing room, but he never thought that the room of the eldest brother Feng still remained... probably something like this mean! ! !Probably enter V the day after tomorrow, so give me a warning in advance [This article has a child, the three views of the characters in the article do not represent the author's three views, the attributes of the characters are all marked in the copy, please buy carefully according to your own situation! ! ! 】
"That is how the matter?"
"Alas." Qian Shan sighed deeply, glanced at the servants who were helping at the side, moved closer, and lowered his voice, "That's the uncle's room."
Bai Hemian was taken aback for a moment.
"Every time the second master is in a bad mood, he will go to the uncle's house, and no one is allowed to follow." Seeing that he started adding vegetables to the pot again, Qian Shan couldn't help persuading, "But the young master is different from us, you go and see , Er Ye must be happy."
Even if the East Wing was not the uncle's former house, Bai Hemian had no reason to refuse. He nodded and squatted by the stove, completely forgetting the theory of "a gentleman stays away from the kitchen". There was only soup bubbling and bubbling in the pot.
A bowl of nourishing soup certainly has no special curative effect, but in the end it is better than nothing.
When Bai Hemian filled the soup, the rain that had been brewing for a long time poured down, Qian Shan held an umbrella for him, and the two of them walked cautiously for a long time before they came to the door of the East Wing.
"Young master, I'll wait for you outside the house." Qian Shan sent him under the eaves and refused to leave. "Go straight along the corridor, and you will find the second master."
Bai Hemian nodded and said yes: "I tried my best to persuade him to come out, but...if he doesn't listen, I have no other way."
"Just go." Qian Shan put away his umbrella and stood obediently under the eaves, as if he would not move unless he came out with Second Master.
Bai Hemian had no choice but to carry the soup and walked along the veranda.
It can be seen that the East Wing has been unoccupied for a long time, and the bricks and tiles are covered with moss, but there are not too many weeds in the courtyard. It is expected that someone will clean it regularly. After walking for about ten minutes, he saw a bedroom with a half-closed door. I think the second master is inside.
Bai Hemian hesitated for a few seconds, but went in anyway.
There wasn't much dust in the house, and all the furniture was covered with white cloth, but the lonely chill that hit his face made Bai Hemian almost back away.
He had met Boss Feng when he was a child.The father and mother of the brothers of the Feng family didn't have a good time. In the early days, it was all up to the eldest brother to take charge of the house. When Bai Hemian climbed over the wall, he was so scared that he fell down because of the boss's military uniform.
Thinking of this, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.
Who had caught him then?
Bai Hemian's heart trembled violently, and he remembered that it was Second Brother Feng who held him in his arms.
"Who allowed you to come in?" Xu Shi heard footsteps, Feng Qisong cursed in a low voice, "Do you know where the East Wing is?"
"Second Brother Feng..." Bai Hemian staggered, almost knocking over the soup in his hand.
He shrank behind the screen covered with white cloth, poked his head out to see the back of Second Master Feng.
Feng Qisong was not in a wheelchair, but stood by the window with his back to him, looking lonely and desolate.
"He Mian?" Feng Qisong didn't expect him to come, and his tone was instantly gentle, "Why is it you?"
After saying that, seeing the soup in Bai Hemian's hand, his eyes slightly bent: "It's ready?"
"Yeah." He came out from behind the screen, not daring to look at the bed behind Feng Qisong, but couldn't help but move forward.
Bai Hemian wanted to know how his soup was cooking.
Feng Qisong took the soup bowl in his hand, raised his head and drank most of the bowl without saying a word: "It's delicious."
Bai Hemian was also happy, he looked around but couldn't find Feng Qisong's wheelchair: "Second Brother Feng, why are you standing up?"
"No one comes to the East Wing, so no one will see it." Feng Qisong paused, and smiled bitterly, "I'm also deceiving myself, I don't want my elder brother to see me in a wheelchair."
"...Even if I pretend to be lame, I don't want to."
Who would want their elders to see themselves in a state of embarrassment?
Bai Hemian felt the same way.At the beginning of the Bai family's downfall, he was most afraid of the dead of night, because at that time he would think of his parents who had passed away, and he was afraid that they would see him in his worst state.
"Second Brother Feng, don't think so." Bai Hemian reached out to support Feng Qisong's arm, and comforted Feng Qisong, "Brother Feng...Brother Feng must love you very much."
Unexpectedly, Feng Qisong suddenly opened his hand.
Young Master Bai has only been comforted by others since he was a child, and he seldom comforted others. Now it is not easy to squeeze out a few words from his mouth, and he cannot bear to be waved away, so he is even more at a loss.
Bai Hemian wanted to scold someone, but looked at Feng Qisong, but couldn't speak no matter what, after several struggles, he could only stand there in a daze.
The rain this summer has been extraordinarily abundant, and the house is full of heavy humidity. Feng Qisong stood only a few steps away from him, without glasses, and his eyes fell on the bed covered with white cloth, as if on something else. He was obviously smiling, but Bai Hemian felt that Second Brother Feng was extremely sad.
"Sorry..." Feng Qisong looked at his hand with a wry smile, "I just thought of Big Brother..."
After speaking, there was no sound again, as if he swallowed back what he was going to say to Bai Hemian.
As a result, the gloom on Feng Qisong's body that had been dissipated with great difficulty re-condensed.
Bai Hemian froze for a few seconds, thinking he should do something, and he did it—Bai Hemian reached out and grabbed Feng Qisong's sleeve.
"Second Brother Feng."
"Huh?" Feng Qisong looked over, his eyes lingering.
"Let's go back to the house." Bai Hemian's Adam's apple rolled up and down, his mouth was inexplicably dry, "Second Brother Feng, I have something to tell you."
Feng Qisong didn't expect that he would be willing to go back to the house with him once he was opened, so he almost couldn't wait to hold his hand: "Okay, let's go back to the house."
So Bai Hemian dragged Erye Feng out of the east wing in such a dazed manner.
When they walked to the door, Qian Shan looked like he was about to cry with joy, pushed out a wheelchair from behind the door as if by magic, and then looked at Young Master Bai expectantly.
Bai Hemian had no choice but to bite the bullet and tug on Second Brother Feng's sleeve again.
Feng Qisong pursed his lips and smiled, sat down obediently, pushed by Qian Shan, and returned to the bedroom safely.
Along the way, Bai Hemian was thinking about what to say to Feng Qisong when he arrived in the bedroom.
He has nothing to say to Feng Erye at all!
But as soon as they entered the bedroom door, Qian Shan closed the door tightly behind him.
"Second Brother Feng, are you...are you sleepy?" Bai Hemian leaned against the table, looking for something to say.
The few times they were alone in the past, they were almost unanimous in confronting each other, and it seemed that there had never been such a quiet scene like today.
When Bai Hemian got nervous, she couldn't help but pull her sleeves with her fingers, lowered her head and muttered, "Although it's still early, it seems that there is nothing else to do."
"Want to go out to play?" Feng Qisong might have misunderstood it.
In Feng Erye's view, the 19-year-old Young Master Bai is still like a child, how can he be bored in the room all day?It's normal to want to go out to play, just like his incompetent third brother, who either drinks or takes three or five friends to go out for an outing outside the city.
He was the only one who was so entangled in trivial matters that he had already forgotten the taste of having fun.
"It's raining." Bai Hemian frowned and shook his head.He sat down, rested his chin and looked at the drizzle outside the window, and sighed sadly: "It's hot and humid, Brother Feng, if your leg is injured, you must change the medicine in time."
Feng Qisong's expression moved slightly: "I know."
After finishing speaking, he asked again: "Are you concerned about me?"
"Of course." Bai Hemian nodded as a matter of course, "I don't care about you, who do I care about?"
He snorted coldly: "Master Feng?"
Bai Hemian thought to himself: Please forgive me, but don't push me to Mr. Feng's side again.
As soon as Bai Hemian mentioned his third younger brother, Feng Qisong's expression darkened immediately: "Go if you want, I won't stop you."
"... After all, you have a marriage contract first."
"Second Brother Feng, don't mention my engagement with Third Master Feng from now on, is it okay?" Bai Hemian was rarely angry, but lay down on the table exhaustedly, "I really don't like him."
"...The marriage contract was made when my parents were alive. I was young and didn't know how to resist. Now that I'm an adult, I'm married to you again," he paused, "Married to you in name. Since If you want to pretend to be a couple, you shouldn't push me to another man."
Bai Hemian said seriously, "Even if it's your younger brother."
He didn't think it was too complicated, he just felt that Feng Qisong was so bad, if someone from the Chen family found out, he might not know how to guess the relationship between them.
Feng Qisong was suddenly stunned by the truth, before he could be happy, he blurted out: "Then you and I are on good terms, who do you like?"
For Feng Qisong, this question was a self-deception.
How can there be any so-called "good friends" in the world?All affectionate letters are written with his left hand.
But for Bai Hemian, this is really a very serious question.
"Like" itself is more serious.
"Second brother Feng, what's the meaning of your question?" Bai Hemian avoided the serious and ignored it, and he wasn't too shy. After all, he is not in the mood to talk about love now. Whenever he is free, he will think about the grievances between the Chen family and the Feng family. There is also Chen Beidou's dead son, "I promised you just now that in the year when I signed the contract, I will not have any unclean involvement with anyone. Now you can use the relationship between yourself and me in the past." Like, what's the point?"
More importantly, the current Bai Hemian no longer knows the answer to this question, and dare not think about it.
If the answer deep in his heart is the former, how will he deal with himself after a year?
Feng Qisong listened quietly, and sat beside him for a while, seeing his clear brows shrouded in a touch of sadness, the dim sky light wandering on the lines on the side of his neck, his heart was sore that he almost swelled.
Feng Erye is not even afraid of going up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of fire, but he dare not ask further: If I were the one who wrote you the letter, would you just say "like" directly?
Thinking of this, Feng Qisong suddenly appeared in front of Feng Qisong's eyes the elder brother's unrepentant appearance, and the tearful last words: "Take care of the third brother."
A gust of wind mixed with rain came blowing in from the half-closed window, Feng Qisong came back to his senses suddenly, but his emotions finally broke through the cage of reason, he stretched out his arms full of guilt, and firmly wrapped around Bai Hemian's waist .
The author says:
Ah... Let me explain. I took the setting of the East Wing Room for granted. I thought everyone knew it. It was actually a custom on our side. The eldest son should live in the east, and the second son should live in the west _(:зゝ∠)_. The eldest brother has passed away, and the second brother Feng has become the eldest in the family. The young master Bai took it for granted that he and the second brother Feng lived in the original east wing room, but he never thought that the room of the eldest brother Feng still remained... probably something like this mean! ! !Probably enter V the day after tomorrow, so give me a warning in advance [This article has a child, the three views of the characters in the article do not represent the author's three views, the attributes of the characters are all marked in the copy, please buy carefully according to your own situation! ! ! 】
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