I sat on the bed for twenty minutes, scratching my head for twenty minutes, and finally shrugged, gave up, acted like nothing had happened, put on my slippers and went downstairs to wash up.

I didn't see the housekeeper when I went downstairs.

With something on her mind, Dengxin didn't call out to anyone she couldn't see as before. She went to the sink to squeeze toothpaste, and after brushing her teeth twice, she heard footsteps. Dengxin immediately lowered her head and didn't even dare to look in the mirror.

Gu Han came in after watering the plants.

Seeing that Nan Yu was awake and seemed to be unaffected, he didn't bring up what happened last night, but simply asked, "Are you having steamed buns again today?"

With toothpaste foam still in its mouth, the wick answered crisply, "Eat!"

Gu Han nodded.

I turned around and went upstairs to the bedroom to fold the quilt, open the curtains, tidy up the room, and then went back downstairs.

Nan Yu had also washed her face and was rubbing her forehead.

He was looking down, about to go up and get his phone.

He heard the butler's footsteps. Because of the dream he had last night, he was still a little embarrassed. Seeing Gu Han made him think of it again, so he didn't dare to look at him.

Gu Han seemed to know in advance what he was going upstairs for. He came up to Nan Yu, handed him his phone, and Deng Xin: "..."

Gu Han pushed it forward a little further before Nan Yu took it.

He coughed lightly and said abruptly, "It's a bit hot today."

Gu Han stared at the crown of the boy's head and said with a slight smile, "Hmm, a little."

It's almost winter now, and it's still early morning. A gust of wind makes you feel cold. Gu Han thinks that the young master is probably bothered by the kiss last night, but he doesn't know why he didn't bring it up today or get angry. Maybe he's afraid of being embarrassed.

He didn't want to say much, so he just went along with it and gave a reply.

The two of them didn't say much after that. They went to a breakfast stall for breakfast. Gu Han served him a bowl of soy milk and a handful of fried buns, telling him to eat first.

The chopsticks were also disposable chopsticks for the young master.

Gu Han wasn't wearing his glasses today; he was wearing contact lenses. His execution was terrifyingly strong. He had thoroughly tormented the young master last night, but he changed his mind as soon as he said he would today.

While eating steamed buns and drinking soy milk, Nan Yu kept glancing at Gu Han.

But move away before the other person looks back.

They either look down at the soy milk in the bowl, or at the steamed buns on the plate, or they randomly land on some table, chair, or pedestrian.

Gu Han knew about his little tricks, but said nothing.

Finished eating.

Gu Han took him on a bus for one stop.

He arrived at the Wutong Road that he had longed for.

The bus stops at the corner bus stop. The road inside is narrow, and few cars drive through it, let alone large vehicles.

Spring brings forth life, autumn brings decay, and in summer the phoenix trees are lush and verdant.

Autumn has arrived, and the emerald green leaves are turning yellow. After getting off the bus, Nan Yu stepped on a golden fallen leaf, and the air was filled with the fresh scent of trees.

Gu Han led him over. On both sides of the plane trees, leaves kept falling as the wind blew. The lamp wick tilted his head slightly, widening the distance. Sunlight filtered through the gaps, casting dappled shadows that seemed to place one in a dreamlike state.

The path was narrow yet ancient, quiet and peaceful. Pedestrians strolled and walked their dogs at a slow pace. Standing inside, Nan Yu felt a sense of calm.

I don't even think about last night's dream.

The boy's pale back seemed to blend into the golden sycamore trees, as beautiful as a scroll painting. The image was captured on Gu Han's phone, and he put it away after taking the picture. Nan Yu didn't even know she had been photographed.

"housekeeper."

Gu Han took a step forward and said, "Young Master."

"I don't want to go home."

His eyes were fixed on the sycamore tree, and what he was thinking subconsciously came out through his mouth. He was completely immersed in the beautiful scenery without even realizing it.

Gu Han: "You can stay a few more days."

Coming to her senses, all the trivial things she dreamt about yesterday vanished. She ran to Gu Han's side with a grin and hugged his arm. "Butler, is that house rented? Can you ask the landlord if he can sell it to me? I'll come here whenever I have time."

Listening to the young master's innocent words.

Gu Han could understand his pain of not having freedom.

However, since he enjoyed the convenience that money brought him.

Some losses are inevitable.

"I bought this house to retire in, and I'm not selling it."

Dengxin's mouth gaped slightly. "Huh? You bought a retirement home? You're only thirty, and you're already planning for old age? You probably don't come here often, do you?"

Gu Han: "Mm."

One word sums up the answers to all three questions.

"Won't the wood rot from the wind and sun? If we renovate so early, will it still be habitable when we're old?"

"Get a makeover when you get old."

"No way! Have you ever heard the saying, 'If no one lives in a house, it will be deserted in three years.' It's not good to rebuild on this land after it's deserted. Here's an idea, do you want to listen to it?"

When he spoke, his eyes gleamed; it was clear he was up to no good.

Gu Han: "..."

Nan Yu continued, "If I come to stay more often, you can come back too. That way, the house will feel lively and won't be deserted."

Gu Han knew the young master was holding something in his hands. It seemed he hadn't had enough fun this time and was already planning the next one. Gu Han took his hands out of his pockets, crossed them over his chest, and looked indifferent, revealing no emotion.

"I can't make that decision."

Nan Yu: "Why can't you make the decisions about your own house?"

Gu Han put it more clearly: "You, I can't make that decision."

Lamp wick: "..."

Gu Han looked at the gradually dimming eyes, sighed softly, and changed the subject: "Want to take a picture?"

Nodding repeatedly like a chick pecking at rice, Dengxin's emotions were easily swayed. She made a peace sign and smiled at Gu Han: "Take the picture, take the picture."

Gu Han brought his camera, adjusted it, and took pictures of Nan Yu. He also took pictures of some pedestrians, blurring their backs and leaving only the lamp wicks visible.

After taking more than a dozen photos, Nan Yu excitedly came over, stood on tiptoe next to Gu Han to look at the camera, and asked, "How are they? How are they? Do they look good?"

Gu Han showed the photo to Nan Yu. Her face was exquisite, almost needing no retouching; she was a natural leading lady.

I'm quite satisfied with the lamp wick.

He turned back and said to Gu Han, "You stand over there, I'll take two pictures of you."

Gu Han shook his head.

Nan Yu frowned. "Why? Don't you like taking pictures?"

"Um."

"Can we take a picture together? The scenery is so beautiful, it would be a shame not to take a picture together." Deng Xin muttered softly, but Gu Han could still hear her, her tone tinged with a little disappointment.

Gu Han didn't want him to have any regrets, so he found a passerby, gave a brief explanation, and then took a picture with Nan Yu.

At first, the two people were quite distant when they were photographed together.

Later, the lamp wick took the initiative to stick close to the man, smiling brightly.

While taking pictures, she got carried away and forgot about Gu Han's identity. She stood on tiptoe, pouted, and pressed her lips against the other person's left cheek.

Gu Han's breath hitched.

Nan Yu is truly capable; she can stir up his calmed mind into a chaotic mess every time.

The passerby taking the photo was a woman in her sixties. She clearly hadn't expected this; her hand hesitated as she pressed the shutter, wondering if they were brothers or…

After kissing Nanyu, he went to ask his aunt for the camera with a big smile.

When they realized the kissing photo hadn't been taken, they wanted to ask the aunt to take it again, but Gu Han came over and said, "Thank you." Then he pulled Nan Yu away.