Mr. Butler on the catwalk

Before Duan Fei was out of breath, the door of the house opened.He Shiwei pulled the door with one hand and held onto the door frame with the other, leaning out with an uneasy expression.

"Who are you looking for?" He pressed his eyebrows and asked Duan Fei.

Duan Fei looked up at He Shiwei, his mouth grew slightly, and he cursed in his heart, "Why is this man so tall."

...This is really not He Shiwei's fault.He is 1.8 meters tall, standing in front of Duan Fei who is only 1.7 meters [-], it makes Duan Fei, who is not short at all, very short.Duan Fei regained his composure, thinking about what he couldn't lose if he lost, he still tried his best to straighten his back: "I live across from you, and I will give you some food when I see a neighbor coming over."

He Shiwei looked at the open box in the child's hand in front of him, and frowned obviously.In addition, Duan Fei's tone was almost like charity, which made him even more unhappy.Fortunately, the smell of the curry was still strong, He Shiwei hesitated for a moment, but still stretched out his hand: "Thank you."

His hands are big, even though the food box is very thick, he can still easily hold the upper and lower sides of the bowl.But He Shiwei didn't expect that he had already gone to get it, but the person who delivered the food didn't let go.

Duan Fei worked hard to suppress a smile: "I know there are other members of your family, and I want to get to know them too."

He Shiwei looked at him suspiciously, but He Shiwei who was called "member" was inexplicably happy, so he turned around and called into the room: "Xiao Luo, come out."

Duan Fei's hand holding the food box slammed hard. If He Shiwei hadn't seen him at the other end, the curry would have spilled.

After a day of tossing and tossing, Luo Lin was a little bit exhausted. Hearing He Shiwei's call, he stopped his hands that were about to cook, rinsed them under the faucet, and walked to the porch.He Shiwei held the curry box in one hand and supported the door frame with the other. Duan Fei was completely blocked by his tall back, so until Luo Lin walked to the door, he didn't notice Duan Fei was outside the door at all.

He Shiwei ignored Duan Fei for a while, turned around and asked Luo Lin in a low voice: "Does your head still hurt?"——The abnormality when he just arrived at the residence was explained by Luo Lin as a headache.Luo Lin nodded and said nothing.

He Shiwei saw that he was wearing the clothes he brought over, which unexpectedly fit him, and said with a smile, "Xiao Luo looks good, so I might as well give you this dress." Luo Lin hurriedly said no, and asked him, "Is there something wrong? Find me?"

Only then did He Shiwei move away from the door and opened it wide.So Luo Lin suddenly saw Duan Fei standing in front of him with a dark face.

"It's because we moved to a new home to deliver food...Xiao Luo?"

Luo Lin no longer knew what to do to react well.Should I call him Young Master or Duan Fei?Shouldn't he just go up and shake hands calmly?The throbbing organ in his chest made him unable to think.He was about to try his best to smile, but he saw Duan Fei's complexion darken, and he raised his hand and poured all the curry in the box on himself.

Luo Lin was completely unable to react to this change.The curry didn't have time to cool down, and it fell on his head and front, still hot.Luo Lin let out an "hey" and his Adam's apple rolled, but he couldn't say anything in the end, he just blinked his eyes blankly.

However, Luo Lin was stunned, which didn't mean that He Shiwei didn't move.It was He Shiwei who took care of the gap between talking with Luo Lin, and the boy flipped his wrist and splashed Luo Lin.He Shiwei saw that the perpetrator in front of him didn't look like he was in trouble, but he had an angry expression on his face, which made him even more angry, so he slapped Duan Fei to the ground with his backhand.He stepped forward with long legs and was about to fight in the yard, but the dull Luo Lin suddenly moved, dragging him into the house desperately, but he didn't say anything and didn't say why.

Finally Luo Lin won, and the door was slammed shut.Duan Fei fell to the ground, his face still red hot.He stared at the door for a while, and finally shouted out hoarsely: "Luo Lin, I'll fuck your mother!!! You owe me this!!!"

It was so loud that it was impossible for the two people in the room not to hear it.He Shiwei was supporting Luo Lin under the kitchen faucet to flush the burns on his hands and neck, but Luo Lin trembled when he heard the fierce roar.

He Shiwei looked at him, but didn't ask any more questions.He clumsily supported Luo Lin, and said, "The rest needs to take a good bath to wash it off, otherwise you will smell like curry...Xiao Luo?"

As soon as Luo Lin's feet softened, he slid down the edge of the pool.He Shiwei was afraid of touching his burnt wound, so he also sat down with him.

Luo Lin still had no expression on his face, and he didn't know where his blank eyes fell.He Shiwei circled Luo Lin with his long legs, and simply took his head and put it on his shoulders, completely ignoring that his clothes would be affected by the curry.

He Shiwei didn't know how to comfort Luo Lin in this situation, after all he didn't know the cause of the incident.The faucet was not turned off, and it was buzzing beside their heads.He Shiwei's nostrils were filled with the smell of warm curry, and while patting Luo Lin's back, he began to be in a daze.

The sound of the faucet wasn't too noisy, but it took He Shiwei a while to realize that the sound of the water was mixed with some very small sobbing sounds.His hands froze, he stopped patting Luo Lin's back, he stretched out hesitantly, and hugged Luo Lin's shoulders.He closed his eyes and felt his temples beating quietly, an indescribable feeling.He really didn't have the courage to turn Luo Lin's shoulder to see the expression on his face.

It's quiet and calm here.But in the Duanzhai separated by two walls, that is the calm before the storm.

10 minutes ago, the young master took curry to meet the neighbor. Ten minutes later, the young master came back after a roar, with a red and swollen fingerprint on his left cheek.

Duan Fei is like a defeated rooster at this time, he still has a bit of his original momentum, but it makes people feel a little pitiful.Panting heavily, he looked at the three maids in the dining room who were looking at each other, unable to stand up straight.He was eager to find an outlet to vent his anger, but he didn't know who to turn to.Seeing Li Xiaoyu coming down from the second floor from the corner of the eye, he simply pointed at him and cursed: "Fuck your mother!!"

Poor Li Xiaoyu was shot while lying down.He messed with whoever he was looking for, and he received this kind of idleness on the first day he arrived at the new owner's place.He lowered his head, didn't speak, let Duan Fei scold the four-character scriptures several times like a repeater, feeling very contemptuous of this young master in his heart.Cursing and cursing, Duan Fei's voice became softer, it turned out that he was pulling the clothes on his chest and bent over.The servants were confused by him and didn't know whether they should come forward to help him, or Duan Fei waved his hand and let them go down to eat by themselves, he was so angry that he couldn't even eat.

He hated Luo Lin in his heart, thinking that his heart hurt like a stabbing knife, and he must have suffered a heart attack from the anger of the dead housekeeper who had been next to the new man in a blink of an eye.Others say that homosexuality is not a good thing, you can sleep with anyone, it seems to be true.If Luo Lin really liked him, how could he just kissed him on the face last night, hooked up with a new man the next day, and lived in someone else's house?In Duan Fei's eyes, this is an action that would only be taken if he had already found his next home.

What kept coming to his mind was the appearance of Luo Lin appearing in front of the door just now: the short and soft bangs were lowered to the side of the eyes, and the eyes were confused like a child of sixteen or seventeen years old.The off-white sweetheart-neck sweater fit Luo Lin perfectly, and the old man's two collarbones were also very good-looking.Standing straight with two long legs, coupled with Luo Lin's temperament of living at home, Duan Fei suddenly seemed to see a virtuous wife who was about to wash her hands and make soup.This kind of Luo Lin was standing next to another man who stood out, and Duan Feikuai was overwhelmed by the height difference alone.When had he seen Luo Lin like this?In the Duan family, Luo Lin always combed outdated three-quarter-lengths, and wore a neat but rustic black suit, and the leather shoes on his feet had particularly obvious and ugly marks left by walking.How could someone like such a man?He would just follow him silently all day long, helping him put out the bath water or iron the newspaper.He could be said to be not rare, but why, why Luo Lin was taken care of immediately after being kicked by him, and why did he suddenly change his image?

"I'm going to fuck you, you're free!! It's me who kicked you, young master, pretend it's you running away from me..."

What angered him the most was Luo Lin's sneaky and restless look when he arrived at the new residence.Sure enough, you have a guilty conscience, right?That damn frivolous disgusting gay.

Duan Fei didn't know that his anger all came from "Why Luo Lin said he liked me but ran away with others the next day", so he could only vent his anger by throwing things at home casually.He took out a bottle of Danshen Dropping Wan from his father's bedroom drawer, poured it all into his hands, and then walked to his bedroom.Damn, I don't want to take a bath anymore, I can go to sleep after taking medicine today.He took a long breath and said to his back, "Luo Lin, it's time to change the quilt..."

His words did not continue.His hands were shaking badly, he lowered his head and stared at the dozen or so small pills in his palm, and he simply poured them all into his mouth with a wave of his hand.The pill was meant to be swallowed or swallowed, but Duan Fei didn't know, so he kept biting it, and his tongue was numb from the bitterness.

When it was late at night, Duan Fei was tossing and turning on the bed alone, but still couldn't fall asleep.And in the He residence next door, He Shiwei was standing outside the door of the large bathroom, holding a large towel in his hand, and asked where the slight sound of water behind him came from: "Xiao Luo, is the water temperature okay?"

Luo Lin's voice came over muffled, and he answered.

He Shiwei thought, how can there be such a thing in this world that allows you to recognize a man in the crowd at a glance, and still forcefully drag this man to live in your house twelve hours later?

Damn, there is.But no matter whether he was fascinated by things or what, He Shiwei felt that his vision of seeing people was right, and so was the decision he made.

He began to figure out what clothes to wear with Luo Lin in his mind.Luo Lin's shoulders were broad, his waist was slender, his hips were narrow and strong, his legs were as long as his own, and there was only a slight difference in the length of his arms.He went through all the clothes in his closet, and even changed Luo Lin's hairstyle in fantasy, feeling full of interest.

He Shiwei touched his nose and leaned back against the wall.The weather started to heat up, and he hummed softly, not caring what he sang.