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Wen Ji pushed the door and walked into Huan Chu's room, picked up Huan Chu's lapel with both hands and shook vigorously, "Since you are back, why don't you go find me, I'm afraid you have forgotten my brother!" If you don't go through the gate, you always enter through the small door at the back of Huan's mansion. Turning a corner is Huanchu's room, and you don't even knock when you enter the house, just like going back to your own home.At first, when the servants saw Wen Ji, they would stop him from the door, but the more times they came, the servants thought he was a kind son, and they didn't dislike their young master to get along with him madly, and they didn't stop him over time.

Huan Chu, who had just fallen asleep, was shaken by him like this. He was in a daze, with his eyes half-closed, and said vaguely: "I'm tired, and the journey was tiring. I wanted to find you in a few days."

"Don't sleep! Tell me about the fun of the movie theater?" Wen Ji asked happily, pulling Huan Chu's skirt.

"Let go first." Although Huan Chu was used to Wen Ji entering the house without knocking, he still felt a little uncomfortable being asked by his collar.

Wen Ji let go, and Huan Chu's head quickly fell to the pillow. Dizzy, Huan Chu waved his hands and turned over, "Tomorrow at noon I..." "I" fell asleep halfway.

Wen Ji curled his lips and let out a "tsk".

"Why are you so dumb?" Ruan Ling waved her hand in front of Ruan Yu.

"It's nothing." Ruan Yu regained consciousness and continued to read the book in his hand, while the other hand holding the paper under the table tightened.

Ruan Ling saw that something was wrong with his brother, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, so he asked, "What's on your mind, brother?"

Ruan Yu murmured, "Do you know Mr. Huan...that's all."

Ruan Ling didn't understand why his brother would ask him, "Mr. Huan? Mr. Huan has already left."

Ruan Yu's eyes moved slightly: "Going away?"

Ruan Ling held her chin and said slowly: "Brother doesn't go out all day, even if the person next door to you has left, Mr. Huan must have arrived home by now."

Ruan Yu said inaudibly: "But I haven't replied yet..."

Ruan Ling: "What did brother say?"

"It's nothing." Ruan Yu quietly stuffed the paper into his cuff.

Under the moonlight, a man with long black hair and long black hair was standing with his hands behind his back. He looked familiar in white clothes, but this man didn't show his face but turned his back to him. He took a few steps forward to see who it was, just approached...

"Goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo,

Huan Chu yawned, stretched himself, remembering that he had promised Wen Ji yesterday that he would go to find him, so he got up after a while in a daze.

"Tell me about the fun in the studio!" Wen Ji drank a glass of spirits and grinned hotly.

The two sat in an inconspicuous position in the restaurant, Huan Chu didn't care about eating, and fiddled with the chopsticks in his hands: "Stay in Ruan Mansion all day, rarely go out."

Wen Ji picked up a chopstick and chewed peanuts: "Is your parents so anxious to marry you?"

Huan Chu smiled helplessly.

Wen Ji looked at Huan Chu for a while, and saw that the former "crazy" brother was dressed decently, and his speech was no longer confusing. Budang Wenji quickly changed his words: "I mean, why don't you paint your eyebrows and eyes, and wear women's clothes? Or are you giving up resistance?!"

Huan Chu: "..."

Wen Ji was inexplicably worried: "After only going to the studio once, it's like a completely different person. I don't know if you and I can still play together."

Huan Chu smiled when he heard the words, "I wasn't really crazy in the past, it's not like you don't know."

"I know, it's just that it's hard for me to adapt to you suddenly acting like a dog. It seems that something is missing." Wen Ji squeezed his chin, thought for a while, and said slowly: "You, who girl do you like? Or ...do you have a sweetheart?"

Huan Chu's heart froze suddenly, he hurriedly picked up the wine glass and drank it down, "Nothing." He immediately changed the subject and said, "Your mother still disagrees with you marrying Wang Yingying?"

When it comes to Wang Yingying Wenji's face is mixed joy and sorrow. Although this woman is not beautiful, she is also a beauty. She has a gentle temperament and is good at playing the pipa. It's a pity that she makes a living by singing in Yingchunlou.

Wen Ji saw Wang Yingying for the first time because of her older sister, Wen Yao, who has an outgoing and lively personality. She was curious when she heard that the brothel was "fun". Went to Wang Yingying, who was playing the pipa in the crowd, and the two of them communicated with each other.Wen Ji said that she wanted to marry Wang Yingying, but Wen's mother almost fainted when she knew her son was going to marry a fireworks woman; Can't?"

Wen's father yelled at the siblings: "Get out, get out! A pair of evil people!"

Wen Ji often secretly goes to the brothel to listen to Wang Yingying playing the pipa. She cannot marry, but it is good to meet each other.

"Agree? The only one who can agree is my sister." Wen Ji sighed, opening and closing the fan in his hand.

"What's it like to like someone?" Huan Chu lowered his voice extremely low.

"...I can't tell, I just want to see her, all the time." Wen Ji suddenly changed his subject, "What? Is it true that you have a sweetheart?"

Huan Chu lowered his head and smiled softly.

Seeing Huan Chu's slightly red face, Wen Ji laughed loudly, "My lovely brother has grown up, good thing, good thing!"

Huan Chu: "Are you going to see her today?"

Wen Ji simply said: "Go."

"Ask Uncle Xiang if you don't understand anything in the jade shop. He has been in the shop for a long time and knows a lot. You can ask me if you are the worst. He usually doesn't talk much, and he is the manager of "Wenji Jade Ware".

"The shop started from scratch...Thank you brother." A few years ago, Huan Chu opened a jade shop with the help of Wen Ji, so that he would not starve to death when he was old and lonely.

"There is no need to talk about this between you and me." Wen Ji stood up suddenly, "Are you still refusing to come with me?"

Huan Chu shook his head: "No."

"That's right," Wen Ji gave a smirk as if thinking of something, "It was hard for me to understand if I didn't go before, but it's easier for me to understand if I don't go now, my brother is one step ahead." Wen Ji said and strode out. Sitting alone on the same spot, one head and two big: "Understand...what?" Without thinking about Wen Ji's words, he raised his hand: "Pay the bill."

In the evening, Ruan Ling walked into her elder brother's room with the meals she cooked herself. Seeing her sister walking in, Ruan Yu hurriedly stuffed the paper into her cuff, "Brother." Ruan Ling put down the meals and sat beside Ruan Yu.

"Just hand over the food to the servants." Ruan Yu said slowly, "I'm going out tomorrow, so you can tell my parents for me."

The elder brother who rarely walked around suddenly said that he wanted to go out, and Ruan Ling became curious: "Where are you going? How long? When will you be back?"

Ruan Yu: "There's no need to ask."

Ruan Ling was afraid that her brother would not come back for another two years after asking one more question, so she said, "I'll talk to my parents." Ruan Ling took her brother's hand, "It's getting cold, add more clothes."

Ruan Yu put his hand on the back of Ruan Ling's hand: "Don't worry."

Ruan Yu left the mansion early the next morning.

"Yingying, I will marry you. Give me some more time, and I will be able to convince my parents!" Wen Ji sat opposite Wang Yingying in a room in Yingchun Building.

Holding a round fan in her hand, Wang Yingying whispered softly, "My lord, you don't have to waste time with me. Why would your parents agree to you marrying a girl who sells singing in a brothel?"

Wen Ji: "I will agree! Wait for me..."

"What are you waiting for? Wait until I'm old, and finally see you marry someone else? If you want to agree, you have already agreed." Wang Yingying changed her gentle and considerate image in the past, and her face changed drastically.

Wen Ji was startled when he saw this: "Yingying?"

Wang Yingying: "To tell you the truth, Mr. Xu has already agreed to take me as a concubine. You should listen to your parents and marry a lady from a great family."

Wen Ji was stunned for a long time after hearing the words, and said intermittently: "No... No... You lied to me, right? We agreed..."

At this moment, Wang Yingying's face was full of ruthlessness, "I said that I would marry you, but your parents would not agree to it even if I died. Now Master Xu doesn't dislike me and redeems me as a concubine. That's it." At this moment, a man with a short stature, a bloated figure, and a fancy dress with a big belly pushed the door and walked in, rubbing his hands and squinting at Wang Yingying, and seeing Wen Ji was a little unhappy: "I didn't tell you not to stop Have you served these men? I will send someone to pick you up after a while, and will you ignore my words?"

Wang Yingying quickly explained: "Master Xu, it's not what you think..."

"I went to the wrong door and accidentally entered the girl's room. I'm sorry." Wen Ji reluctantly stood up, and walked out of the door with his legs like cotton wool. After walking a few steps, he heard the voice from inside. : "Hey, don't worry, I'll be yours in a few days." "Baby, I miss me so much, you're still so soft, give me a kiss..."

Wen Ji raised his hand, covered his eyes with his wide sleeves, and sobbed.

"Hey—Mr. Wen, how much wine have you drunk? The young master has already fallen asleep. Tomorrow..." Fu Bao supported Wen Ji who was about to fall.

Wen Ji shook off Fu Bao's hand: "Fu Bao? Get up, I'll find Huan Chu..." Then she shook her head, "No, it's my brother, my lovely brother, hahahahahaha."

Wen Ji staggered into Huan Chu's room door, and whispered on Huan Chu's head: "Brother."

When Huan Chu opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was Wen Ji's chin, and then the smell of alcohol rushing towards his face. Huan Chu saw two eyes on his head staring at him, and sat up suddenly in fright, knocking the two people together. Startled for a moment, Huan Chu rubbed his forehead and looked at Wen Ji: "?"

Wen Ji covered his nose with one hand, and bright red nosebleeds slowly flowed out through Wen Ji's white fingers. Seeing this, Huan Chu hurriedly jumped out of bed, picked up a handkerchief to block Wen Ji's nose, and said leisurely : "Why do you drink so much?"

Huan Chu didn't speak, it was fine, but when he spoke, Wen Ji didn't know which nerve was touched, his eyes immediately wet, and when he grinned and was about to cry, Huan Chu pointed to Wen Ji's nose: "If you cry with a veil Can't stop the bleeding."

Wen Ji heard the words and held back her tears together with her mouth that was already in the shape of a mouth that was ready to cry.

Huan Chu put on his coat and yawned: "Tell me, what's wrong."

Wen Ji pursed her mouth and wanted to cry: "Yingying... Yingying is going to marry someone else as a concubine, and she doesn't love me anymore."

Huan Chu looked indifferent: "Since people don't love you anymore, what's the use of living and dying?"

Wen Ji's two lines of tears still flowed down silently: "I don't even want to touch her, but she actually followed that old man."

Huan Chu: "I'm the worst at comforting people, especially this kind of thing..."

Huan Chu dragged Wen Ji onto the couch, took off his shoes, pulled off the quilt covering him, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, looked into his eyes and said sincerely: "Never cry for someone who is not worth it."

Wen Ji nodded with tears in his eyes.

Huan Chu said softly, "Go to sleep."

When Wen Ji fell asleep, Huan Chu asked Fu Bao to take a quilt and spread it on the floor to make a floor bunk. Huan Chu slid in like a loach: "It's getting colder and colder, and someone's heart is getting colder."

Early the next morning, Huan Chu, who was sleeping on the ground, woke up from the cold. He put on his coat tremblingly, looked at Wen Ji like a sleeping pig, and walked out of the room to tell Fu Bao, "When Mr. Wen wakes up, make him something." Sober up soup."

Fu Bao: "Yes, young master, where are you going early in the morning?"

Huan Chu: "Go out and walk around."

It has not been long since I came back from the film studio, and it has already entered winter, and with the white air coming out of my nostrils, Huan Chu walked on the street and breathed into his hands: "Winter is really here."

Walking all the way to the jade shop, he went in. The young man standing in front of the counter saw Huanchu coming in, and immediately came out with the account book to greet him: "This is the account book for this month, my lord, take a look at it."

Huan Chu took the ledger and flipped through it hastily, then returned the ledger to the young man: "If you have any questions, please ask Uncle Xiang."

Although this man is young, he is still an old man in the shop. With him around, Huan Chu doesn't have to worry about all the big and small things in the shop.

Ping'er said: "My lord, don't worry, I will ask Uncle Xiang if I don't understand."

Huan Chu didn't say much, turned around and left the shop, and went straight to the vegetable street.

"Fresh fish, sir?"

"Cabbage, radish..."

"Steamed buns, freshly baked buns."

"Pigs that are being killed..."

Huanchu was walking on the street, hearing the yelling of the hawkers, he came to the fish stall, "The boss brought me a fish..."

Huan Chu returned to the mansion with the lively fish in his hands, squatted in the kitchen and stared at it for a long time without thinking about what to do, and murmured: "It doesn't matter, let's kill first." I didn't know where to start, so I took a knife and made two gestures on the belly of the fish, then shook my head: "No, no." Then I didn't care about Sanqi 21 chopping on the head of the fish, and the tail of the fish struggled and flopped Shaking Huan Chu's bloody face, Huan Chuyi finally separated the fish head from the fish body with all his strength. The fish tail was still twitching from time to time, and Huan Chu scratched his head: "Isn't that dead? Forget it, you'll die if you put it in the pot." .”