Cute fox's counterattack

The two came to the front hall together.

In the spacious hall, there was only one person sitting in the upper seat. There was a square table in the hall. Lunch was prepared on the table, and wisps of fragrance hit you head-on.

The man raised his head, he was about forty years old, dressed in a navy blue dress embroidered with Baoxiang patterns, upon closer inspection, Dongfang Chen's facial features were five or six points similar to this man's; only the man's eyes were sharper , Shrewd, more stable; while Dongfang Chen is gentle, clear, with a touch of warmth, completely different temperament so that others can distinguish the two at a glance.

He brought Yan Zixuan to that person and said, "Father, why did you call the child here?"

Yan Zixuan who was behind also came out, put away his cynicism, and said with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth: "Yesterday, there was a lot of trouble at Uncle's house, which caused trouble for Uncle. Today, I came here to bid farewell to Uncle."

The man had a kind smile on his face and said: "In any case, you and Chen'er are as close as brothers. Chen'er has a friend like you, and I, as a father, feel very pleased. Let's have dinner at Uncle's house today." He looked up at the butler behind him.

Yan Zixuan smiled back and said: "No need, uncle, Zixuan hasn't returned for a day and hasn't reported to the family. I'm afraid that the family is worried, so I won't delay your meal. I'm leaving here!"

"Why go back in such a hurry? Yesterday my uncle was not in the mansion and didn't take good care of me. Today my uncle is the host, so I will stay here for a few days, how about it?" the man said with a smile.

"No, thank you uncle for your kindness. There are still some trivial matters at home that need to be dealt with. I will visit you another day; when Zixuan is here for free, uncle should not dislike Zixuan for bothering you." After finishing speaking, he blinked his eyes.

The man smiled heartily and said, "Well, uncle won't keep you, I'll let Chen'er send you off."

Yan Zixuan also smiled back and said: "No, you are busy." He bowed his hands and bid farewell to the man.

After sending Yan Zixuan away, the entire hall fell silent.

"Chen'er, sit down, our father and son haven't had dinner together for a long time." The last deep and steady voice broke the silence.

He walked over to the table and sat down.The white fox in his arms moved slightly, as if wanting to change into a comfortable position.

Seeing this, the man said: "Give Xue'er to the servant." After saying that, the man walked up to him.

The servant wanted to stretch out his hand to take the white fox away, but Dongfang Chen's hand paused and tightened slightly.The white fox glanced at him as if aware of it, then burrowed into his arms again, grabbing the fleshy claws at the corner of his clothes and squeezing them tightly.

The man glanced at the white fox, waved his hand to signal the servants to leave, and the whole lunch was very dull.It's like a thousand miles of cloudy clouds, no sunshine, no raindrops, just gloomy.

After lunch, the servants put away the things, handed tea, and retreated, and the whole hall returned to silence.

The man brought tea from the table, took a sip and said: "Chen'er, my father has already made arrangements for you, and you will be able to go to Beijing to take the exam in a few days."

Hearing what the man said, Dongfang Chen's eyes couldn't help but dim.

He said softly: "Father, my son doesn't want to be an official, and I don't want to get a job."

Hearing his answer, the man said: "Being a father is for your own good. Although being a father is the richest man in the south of the Yangtze River, there are many restrictions. Do you understand? In the future, this huge family business will also be yours. You should think about it for your father." words." After speaking, he waved his hand to signal him to back down.

Dongfang Chen picked up the white fox on his lap, stood up by himself, bowed slightly in front of the man and said, "Retire, my child!" After saying that, he turned and walked out of the hall.

He came to the courtyard with the snow fox in his arms.

White petals fluttered on him with the wind, and the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus wafted out, surrounding him with a touch of melancholy, like a ethereal fairy who wanted to go away with the wind.

The dim sunlight slanted on the branches, and the white petals were stained with a thin layer of blush; time passed with the wind, and his black hair was flying with the wind, and his clothes were fluttering, like a dream.

I don't know how long I stood under the osmanthus tree, until the sky gradually dimmed before I suddenly regained my senses.

Walking into the room, I didn't feel any movement in my arms; I looked down, only to find that the white fox in my arms had fallen asleep at some point, and the peaceful sleeping face suppressed the restless mood.

Holding the white fox, he walked slowly to the bed, lifted the layers of gauze, placed it on the bed, and smoothed its messy hair with his fingers.

Sitting in front of the window, looking at the white fox who was sleeping unconsciously on the bed, the corners of his mouth couldn't help curling into a light arc.

Every now and again the breeze blows.In the room, the candles flickered, and the gauze danced gracefully, indistinctly, like falling into a sea of ​​smoke.

With the swaying sparks, grind with a pen, and draw a detailed outline on the paper.

Outside the house, the wind blows, and the snow-white petals are scattered, paving the ground white.

Inside the house, the scent of flowers wafted in, and the sunlight hit the figure through the window lattice.The white fox's injury was no longer serious, Dongfang Chen skillfully changed the white fox's medicine, his white hands seemed to have a layer of silver light, and his whole body exudes a little warmth.

After everything was tidied up, he hugged the white fox and read a book on the soft chair in the courtyard, Yan Zixuan's voice came from outside the courtyard: "Dongfang Chen, are you there?" Dongfang Chen put down the book in his hand and said: "Zixuan, you are here. "

Yan Zixuan heard his voice, walked up to him, and sat down on the chair opposite him; picked up the tea, drank it in one gulp, saw the white fox in Dongfang Chen's arms, and said angrily: "Xiaoxue's The leg injury healed very quickly!"

Dongfang Chen felt the emotion of the white fox in his arms, gently stroked the top of its head, and then said softly: "Zixuan, don't make trouble with Xue'er, I haven't seen you for two days, you came to see me for something?" He knew, Zixuan was still angry about what happened last time; he looked up at Zixuan's face, the scars were no longer visible.

Hearing Dongfang Chen's words, Yan Zixuan remembered the purpose of his visit, glared at Xuehu angrily and said, "The day after tomorrow is the annual Lantern Festival, I have an appointment with a few people, and I plan to go to see the lantern together the day after tomorrow , you too!" After a pause, he said, "They are all our former classmates and friends. We haven't contacted each other for a long time. Let's take this opportunity to get in touch with each other." Yan Zixuan opened his mouth, as if he still wanted to say something. What, but after thinking about it, he didn't say anything.

Hearing Yan Zixuan's words, the white fox in Dongfang Chen's arms pricked up his ears, raised his head, and looked at him expectantly.

Dongfang Chen glanced at the white fox, thought for a while, and finally nodded.

After a while, Dongfang Chen glanced at Zixuan, and saw that he had no intention of leaving, but was alone with his head down, thinking about something; Dongfang Chen shook his head, didn't want to think too much, and picked up the book again.

After waiting for a long time, there was no movement from Zixuan. When he looked up, Yan Zixuan's fair face was stained with a faint blush. He didn't know what he was thinking, and his eyes flickered.

Seeing such a situation, Dongfang Chen thought for a while, and still called out: "Zixuan, Zixuan?"

No one answered, so he raised the volume, called again and stretched out his hand to push his body, as if Yan Zixuan's body was a little stiff from being frightened.

Seeing him like this, Dongfang Chen said, "You didn't respond to calling you a few times, why are you thinking so engrossed?"

When Yan Zixuan heard this, his eyes dodged and he said, "It's nothing, it's nothing."

Seeing his appearance, Dongfang Chen looked at him suspiciously, seeing that he had nothing to say, he didn't ask any more questions, and continued to read with his head down.After a while, Yan Zixuan said again: "Dongfang Chen, you..."

Seeing his faltering, Dongfang Chen said: "En? You can say whatever you want." Putting the white fox on the soft couch, the sun shone on his body, making him look lazy.

Finally, Yan Zixuan closed his eyes and said, "You...you, what do you think of Sister She?"

Seeing that he finally finished speaking, Dongfang Chen said: "It's very good! He is gentle, educated, and well-educated, and he is from a scholarly family." After he finished speaking, he paused and said: "When you say that, I think about it. Let's do the math. It's been two years since we saw each other, Sister She is in her prime now, I'm afraid the threshold of your family will be broken." Hua Luo glanced at him, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

After listening, Yan Zixuan showed joy, and took advantage of the victory to chase after him: "Then you like it?"

Dongfang Chen looked at him suspiciously and said, "My sister is innocent and cute, I like it..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Zixuan interrupted him excitedly, saying: "Okay, I'll go back first, that's all for today, don't forget, see you at the Lantern Festival." I slipped a letter to him, and said: "Read the book now, and read the letter later in the evening, don't worry."

The author has something to say: hee hee... The agreed chapter, my dears, has been presented.

Dust: Rolling around in a circle~