Who would be tormented like this just after waking up from lying in bed for over a year?

The coffin board made of golden nanmu wood that he customized hasn’t been delivered yet. Can’t he just lie down in it and hide for a while?

Gu Xingyun had no idea what his master was thinking. He smiled and helped tie his hair.

After tying the hairband, he reminded: "Master, Junior Brother Ling has been waiting outside. Do you want to call him in?"

"Yeah." Yan Huailiu replied in a cold tone.

Of course, he urgently needed someone else to come and ease the awkwardness.

Gu Xingyun reached out to help him straighten his collar, and then put his long hair forward a little. After making sure it was covered tightly, he turned and left.

Ling Xinghua, who was waiting anxiously outside, finally saw the door reopened.

The smile only lasted for two seconds and then disappeared quickly.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting. Come in." Gu Xingyun casually extended his hand to invite.

Ling Xinghua shifted her gaze from the corner of his mouth and chuckled dryly: "It's okay, it's okay, it's what I should do, I understand."

It’s better not to come with the senior brother next time, as it makes him seem redundant.

Even though he had prepared his emotions, Ling Xinghua's eyes still turned red the moment he saw Yan Huailiu when he walked in.

After bowing, he still felt aggrieved: "Master...can I hug you?"

He also missed his master.

Gu Xingyun, who was standing nearby pouring tea, inexplicably received the attention of the two men, as if they were both asking for his consent.

The moment his eyes met Yan Huailiu's, the latter suddenly woke up.

After cursing softly, he replied to Ling Xinghua with red ears: "Come here!"