Rebirth of the Hand and Heart

"It's time to eat." Xiaohu walked in with lunch in his hand and said with a smile on his face: "I'll take a nap after you eat during the day. I'll bother you again at night."

"Well, you eat too." Gongzi Feng quickly got up from the bed and rubbed his eyes. He had been feeling sleepy recently and didn't know why. Xiaohu looked at him looking lazy, and the smile in his eyes froze.

His posture really resembles that person...

The two of them sat down at the table together, drank water and ate. No one spoke during the dinner. Gongzi Feng was a little lucky to have Xingwen's disguise, otherwise he would really have no shame to see Xiaohu again, let alone eat with him.

People have a bitch mentality, and Gongzifeng is no exception. The most satisfying thing now is to be with Xiaohu, even if he doesn't talk. In the past, I didn't even bother to look at him. I felt extremely bored even if I went there once in a while. I wished I could leave as soon as possible.

That's good

Although the clothes of Mo's personal servant are not of high quality, they are definitely not coarse cloth. Xiaohu and he are both dressed in gray clothes, but this shirt, worn on Xiaohu, fully exaggerates his pure temperament.

The figure with smooth lines is wrapped in it, giving it a sense of neatness.

But when it is worn on him, it looks more handsome and chic.

"Xiao Hu, how old are you this year?" he asked casually, but in fact he already had the answer in his heart.

"Well...it's my birthday in a few months, I'm seventeen," Xiaohu replied with a cute smile. They communicated frequently these days, so this question can't be said to be unexpected.

"Seventeen? Then... how old did you start serving your current master?" He knew nothing about Xiaohu's life after leaving.

"I was probably thirteen or fourteen years old, I can't remember clearly." Xiaohu smiled sheepishly, "At that time, I happened to be taking in people. I wasn't a personal servant from the beginning. I started as a servant in the woodshed.

I started working as a servant, chopping wood and lighting fires every day, and then became a common servant. Finally, the young master appreciated my honesty and took me as a personal servant."

Those days were very tiring and painful. He lived like a zombie, as if a big stone was pressing on his heart, making him unable to breathe. After all these years, the broken heart gradually glowed with new vitality. It was just that stone.

, but I kept pressing it and never left.

He has never said this to anyone

"Oh..." Gongzi Feng poked at the rice in the bowl and suddenly lost his appetite. It sounded very ordinary and nothing, but he just knew that Xiaohu was suffering and his life was not good, very bad!

Watching him bite the white steamed buns bit by bit, I felt a little impulsive and wanted to say that I was Gongzi Feng. I wanted to say I'm sorry that I misunderstood you. I wanted to say that no matter what you ask me to do now, I will do it, as long as you can

forgive me...

As long as you can forgive me

"What's wrong with you?" Xiaohu said in surprise, "Are you crying?"

"Oh...no, it's just sand that got into my eyes. It's okay." He hurriedly wiped away his tears and secretly cursed himself for being hopeless. Why should a grown man cry?

"Pfft...that's a terrible excuse! What on earth are you..." Xiao Hu teased, but his expression changed when Gongzi Feng put down his hand. He took a step back and stumbled to the ground!

"What's wrong with you?" Gongzifeng wanted to go over and help him, but Xiaohu backed up and shouted as if he had seen a ghost: "Don't come over here! Who are you!"

Gongzi Feng looked at him strangely

"I am……"

"Don't lie to me! Your face..." Xiaohu turned away, not wanting to look at him at all. Young Master Feng paused, knowing that when he wiped his tears just now, some of the disguise medicine might have been wiped off.

He sighed, what is supposed to come will still come.

Ignoring Xiaohu's resistance, he helped him up and sat up, turned around and closed the door. They had half an hour to eat and rest, which was enough for him to finish what he wanted to say. There was a shelf with a wooden basin at the door, and he took a cloth and soaked it.

After wiping his face with water, Xiao Hu covered his mouth and his eyes widened.

"Xiao Hu, you still remember me. It doesn't matter if you don't. I know it was my fault. That incident was my fault. I misunderstood you. Whether you want to hit me or scold me, I will let you know.

You handle it!"

After so many years of laughing and scolding, this was the first time he bowed his head to someone. Xiaohu seemed to be a little bit unable to recover. After a long time, he gritted his teeth and said: "Go away, I don't want to see you."

"But I still owe you! I don't want to owe you anything. No matter what you want me to do, in short, you must forgive me!" Hehe, even if he is apologizing, he is still a strong man.

Xiaohu was in a state of confusion, how did he know that this man would suddenly appear in front of him! Forgive? Ha, it's really ridiculous. If a word of forgiveness can solve everything, then what have he been all these years?

"Okay..." After all, he is still a boy. He can live without anything but his backbone. Xiaohu stood up and looked at him condescendingly, "I want you to serve me for the rest of your life! Can you do it?"

Gongzi Feng smiled, and his smile was brighter than the cat that stole the fish. His big white teeth were dazzling, and he said with a smile: "No problem!"