Before he finished speaking, the young man in the hall suddenly sat up again and continued to look through the gift box.

The two maids breathed a sigh of relief, looked at each other, smiled, lowered their heads and sat down on the porch.

Saturday Lang stopped.

There would be no such thing. That woman didn't even know she was leaving.

Even if you know, it's the same reaction as not knowing.

Liu Lang breathed out, fell back again, raised his feet to push the desks and gift boxes away, and lay down in a comfortable position.

Seeing that the young man in the room had not moved for a long time, the maids called out softly, but no one responded. Then they got up and came in. They saw that the young man lying on the floor had closed his eyes and was sleeping deeply.

He didn't dare to scream and couldn't move, so the maids had to take the quilt and cover him with him, then extinguished the lights in the room one by one and retreated.

In the room under a dim night light, the young man's eyes were brightly opened.

The night is dark and everything is quiet.

The lights in Cheng Jiaoniang's hall were still on, and the maidservant's whispers and laughter, as well as the faint smell of medicine, could be heard inside. After a while, the paper door opened, and the maidservant and Banqin each came out carrying a basket, with Cheng Jiaoniang following behind.

After turning the corridor and entering the backyard, I saw a person sitting on the rock. Apparently he had heard the footsteps and was getting up hurriedly.

"Master Sanlang is awake?" the maid asked with a smile.

"I've had a good sleep." Xu Maoxiu said, with a slight hint of alcohol on his face. He smiled sheepishly and a little surprised, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

"Hang the tea." Cheng Jiaoniang said.

The maid and Banqin hurriedly showed the basket in their hands to Xu Maoxiu.

"My wife made it herself."

"..The tea tree given by the Thirteenth Young Master is just enough to pick some..."

Listening to the two maids' harsh words, Xu Maoxiu lowered his head and looked at the tea in the basket seriously.

"Okay, okay, my sister is really amazing." He smiled and nodded.

Cheng Jiaoniang stepped forward and looked at him with a smile.

"So, brother, just go to bed with peace of mind." She said, "Don't worry about my sister."

Xu Maoxiu also smiled and raised his heels.

"However, I'm still worried," he said.

Cheng Jiaoniang didn't speak.

Xu Maoxiu sighed behind him.

"Actually, I know there's no need to worry." He added.

So are you worried or not?

The maid and Banqin, who were a few steps behind, looked at each other and smiled.

"You, go out and play more in the future." Xu Maoxiu said, "Don't always stay at home alone..."

"I'm not lonely." Cheng Jiaoniang said, looking back at him and smiling, "Brother, don't worry."

Xu Maoxiu sighed again and looked at Cheng Jiaoniang standing in front of the bamboo mat that Brother Jin had placed. He stretched out his hand, and the maid hurriedly handed him the basket in her hand.

"Although to outsiders, I look very pitiful." Cheng Jiaoniang said, stroking her sleeves as she took out tea from the basket handed by Xu Maoxiu and sprinkled it on it. She smiled again after saying this, "Or, it's terrible, that's all.

What they think is not how I live."

Yes, those are other people's opinions. This woman herself is neither pitiable nor terrible.

Xu Maoxiu smiled.

"It's me who's vulgar," he said.

"So brothers, don't worry." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "You know, I have always lived like this before I met you."

So, without you, I will still live like this.

In fact, it is the day she is used to without you.

What he said was so straightforward that it was a bit embarrassing.

But this is the fact, it doesn’t matter whether you accept it or not, it just exists.

It’s only been a year since I met them.

One year, such an insignificant time.

One year, nothing has changed for her, but for them, their destiny has completely changed.

Xu Maoxiu didn't say anything more, and Cheng Jiaoniang didn't say anything either. One person spread the tea and the other carried the basket. Soon both baskets of tea were scattered.

"Okay, from now on, my sister will have to do this kind of thing alone. I can't help my brother." Xu Maoxiu clapped his hands and said.

Cheng Jiaoniang smiled, bowed and saluted.

"Thank you, brother." she said.

"Go to sleep." Xu Maoxiu said, looking at her, "You have been tired these days."

Cheng Jiaoniang nodded with a smile, bowed her head again, gave a brief salute, turned and walked away.

The maid and Banqin also bowed and followed.

Seeing the woman gradually disappearing under the dim light of the night, Xu Maoxiu did not move for a long time.

When it was getting dark, the maid opened the door gently and was startled.

"Where is the young master?" she shouted, turning around, "Have you seen the young master?"

Other maids rushed over, the hall was empty, and the quilt was thrown aside.

"Did you go to the school grounds?"

"Why didn't you hear..."

"It was still there when I looked at it just now..."

"I'm going to the capital camp today. You're so diligent when you go to the school field..."

At this time, the diligent Liulang was knocking on the door of Cheng's house.

"...Mr. Zhou, is it so early?" Brother Jin said sleepily, holding the door.

"How early is it? It's time to sweep in front of the door, and you're still sleeping!" Zhou Lang shouted with a glare.

Brother Jin was startled and subconsciously went to get the broom. When he came to his senses, Zhou Zuorang had already walked through the door.

Just like hesitating outside the door for half a day, Liu Lang stopped again in the yard.

"What's the matter with you?" Brother Jin followed and asked unhappily, "You haven't gotten up yet."

Liu Lang exhaled, glanced at the quiet courtyard, turned around and walked out the door again.

"Tell your wife that I'm leaving." He said to Brother Jin as he walked, "In the future..."

Before he finished speaking, there was the sound of the door opening behind him.

Liulang couldn't help but stop, but he wanted to go out and disappear immediately.

"What happens next?"

Cheng Jiaoniang's voice came from behind.

Saturday Lang took a deep breath and turned around. When he saw the woman in front of the door wearing homely clothes and not combing her hair, he quickly turned around again.

"From now on, avoid causing more trouble." He said.

There is silence behind you.

He raised his feet and took two steps.

"Oh, you are saying goodbye to me." Cheng Jiaoniang said.

Just think whatever you want to think.

Saturday Lang snorted and turned his head.

"Living in the capital is not easy, so please pay attention to yourself," he said.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the woman seem to be smiling.

"Banqin, bring some snacks," she said.

This stinky woman!

Saturday Lang turned around and stared at her.

In the slightly darkened room and the gradually brightening courtyard, standing by the door, standing between the light and darkness, a girl in plain clothes with black hair and a smile on her face was dazzling and hard to look at.

Liu Lang didn't know how he got out. When he came to his senses, he found himself standing on the street with a box of snacks in his hand.

His face suddenly turned red. What he should do now was to throw the box of snacks to the beggars on the roadside or throw them into the river.

The city gate has been opened, and there are gradually more and more people on the street. People with carts, horses, and donkeys are passing by.
To be continued...