Chapter 54 [Won't she be scared being alone in the room?]
Giukiro stared at the line of text on the screen, completely frozen in place.
In an instant, long-forgotten memories surged forth like a tidal wave.
That year, he wasn't the tall, handsome, blond butler he is now; he was just a little beggar struggling to survive under a bridge.
He encountered two teenagers who had escaped from the kidnappers' den, one was Mr. and the other was Shen Yan.
Both of them were covered in wounds and filth. He felt sorry for them and shared the half-eaten steamed bun he had managed to snatch with them.
Later, the three of them lived together in the bridge archway.
When they had no money, they would steal the cheapest anti-inflammatory drugs and gauze from pharmacies.
The injuries on the two boys' faces gradually healed, revealing their stunningly beautiful faces.
He still remembers washing their faces by the river on a moonlit night.
Shen Yan's skin was very fair, almost glowing in the moonlight. His long, damp hair, which hadn't been cut in a long time, hung down beside his face, making him look like a delicate porcelain doll.
He was stunned.
Back then, the teacher could still speak, and his voice had a childish quality.
The man nudged him with his elbow and asked with a smile, "Is Chen Yan handsome?"
His face flushed red, and he stammered for a long time, unable to utter a single word.
The man laughed even harder and pressed him for an answer, asking, "Is he prettier or am I prettier?"
...
In Jujiro's mind, Gu Yan's gentle, smiling face and Chen Yan's face under the moonlight in his memory slowly overlapped.
Someone online said, "If someone resembles you even a fraction of your appearance, I'll panic."
But Gu Yan and Shen Yan are not just three points apart, they are practically identical.
If it weren't for that face, how could he have dared to use the person Fu Zhai sent?
He would be killed on the spot...
Fu Xiaoting stared at the computer screen, feeling that asking such a question was inappropriate.
Even if he was unwilling to admit it, Gu Yan's appearance was superior enough, that much was undeniable.
So he stretched out his finger and deleted the line of text on the screen one by one.
After deleting it, I typed a few more words back in.
Is he more handsome than me?
When the words appeared clearly on the screen, Gukiro was visibly shaken.
He suddenly raised his head, and his eyes instantly reddened.
Exactly the same.
It was exactly the same question the boy had asked him with a smile on that moonlit night many years ago!
Sir... Sir remembers everything!
A few months ago, my husband was in a car accident and injured his leg. After Dr. Zhang treated him, he seemed to have forgotten many things and many people.
He thought that the gentleman had forgotten that difficult yet joyful period as well.
I didn't expect him to remember all of that!
Fu Xiaoting was completely dumbfounded when he saw Juji Luo's eyes suddenly redden and he looked like he was about to burst into tears.
【？？？】
[Seriously, Bro, this question is really hard to answer.]
[Could it be that she felt I wasn't as good-looking as Gu Yan, but was too afraid to say it to my face, so she cried in frustration?]
[Ha, I'm not that fragile!!! (gritting my teeth)]
Just as Fu Xiaoting was frantically processing the information in his mind, the light in the study went out with a "snap".
The entire Owl Garden was instantly plunged into darkness.
A few seconds later, the emergency lights in the corner and on the desk turned on automatically, emitting a dim, yellowish light.
The dim light cast long, thin shadows.
Jukiro quickly raised his hand to wipe the corner of his eye, his voice tinged with a barely perceptible sob.
"Sir, I lost my composure."
He took a deep breath, as if he had made up his mind.
"After tonight, the three of us will eat watermelon together."
That summer, they survived by stealing watermelons from the melon fields on the other side of the river.
The weather is getting cooler, and the watermelons are gone. They are still discussing whether to move to the apple orchard further away or to the persimmon orchard on the other side of the mountain.
It was around that time that Mr. Fu's people finally found his son, who had been kidnapped and disappeared.
From then on, they left the bridge and came to the Owl Garden, where they lived a life of eating grass.
Not only that, he was also adopted as a son by the old steward and started a family.
But now Shen Yan and his father are gone, leaving only him and his husband...
After he finished speaking, he bowed respectfully to Fu Xiaoting, turned around and walked out of the study.
Fu Xiaoting watched his resolute back as he walked away, his brows furrowing tightly.
[Who are the three of you? Don't include me!!]
【I'm not eating watermelon!!!】
Eating watermelon can cause diarrhea.
When I was in elementary school, I bought a cup of watermelon juice at the school gate for only five yuan. It was bright red and looked so delicious.
That very night, I started vomiting and had diarrhea. I took a taxi to the hospital and got an IV drip in the emergency room. It was terrifying.
Fu Xiaoting thought with lingering fear as his gaze fell on the emergency light that Yun Yang had personally installed on the wall.
The dim, yellowish light was soft and not glaring.
[This place is full of weirdos, except for Xiao Yunniang, who's a normal person.]
The power is out.
She'll be scared being alone in the room, won't she?
[After all, she was screaming in terror when she was in the basement...]
...
At this moment, Yun Yang was indeed a little flustered.
She was almost scared to death traveling with Gu Yan.
Fortunately, that nagging system didn't actually come to punish her.
As they reached the room door, Gu Yan smiled and asked her if she wanted to come to his room for a drink to relax.
She refused without even thinking about it.
After finally getting off work, who wants to attend a drinking party hosted by their seemingly friendly colleagues?
All the working class wants to do is lie down, scroll through their phones, and play games, okay?
However, before she could lie down, the power went out.
Yun Yang mentally complained.
Why are these people in such a hurry?
I wonder if Xiaojuan has finished her homework.
The room was pitch black, with only a faint sliver of moonlight filtering in from the window.
Yunyang fumbled for the scented candles in the drawer.
She used it before when taking a bath.
As soon as I got close, her phone vibrated on the table with a "buzz".
A single word appeared on the screen: "base".
Swipe to answer the call.
On the other end of the phone, Gukiro's voice was as cold as ice.
In short, it is concise and to the point, devoid of any emotion.
"Now go to the young master's room and help him with his homework."
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