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Fang Yan found that the servant who followed him found him again for some reason, and picked him up when he was sad. The communication between the two seemed to be very difficult, because Fang Yan's voice changed after swallowing charcoal. He was hoarse and ugly, so he didn't like to talk much.That "servant" is dumb, and he can only write in the palm of his hand if he wants to say anything.

What a sad story.

It tells us how important and valuable it is to communicate sincerely.

It took a long time for the two to figure out the situation. Wei Xianzhi lied that he had received a lot of silver from Mr. Wei, and Mr. Wei asked him to take care of Fang Yan.Dare to hire a nanny.Fang Yan originally wanted to decline, but he had no money on him, was blind, and didn't have any survival skills, so he could only nod his head in agreement.

He thought very simply, once he got used to the invisible life, he would let this servant leave when he could feed himself, instead of bothering others all the time.Otherwise, Fang Yan has changed a lot in the past few years. Originally, he was still a young master who stretched out his hand, but once he fell down, he actually learned to be considerate of others.

Seeing that he agreed, Wei Xianzhi heaved a sigh of relief.

Afterwards, several people stayed in an inn (an inn in the capital)...

Mr. Wei began to cry poorly in his heart, but how could he have no money?He was clearly rich, but in order to pretend to be a servant, based on the principle: how can a poor servant have the money to open three guest rooms, he finally decided to live in one room with Fang Yan and Xiao Lian himself.

Xiao Lian: Hehe...

Fang Yan doesn't want to live with strangers, but he has no money, so it's good to have a place to live, okay?In the evening Wei Xianzhi persuaded Fang Yan to take a bath, he was really tempted when he said that.

"But I can't see it."

Wei Xianzhi took his hand and wrote two words on the palm of his hand: There is me.

Fang Yan still hesitated and asked a question.

"You're a man, right?"

"..."

Rolling his eyes, Wei Xianzhi wrote another word: Yes.

"Then trouble you."

Fang Yan had wounds all over his body, most of which were scarred, and he sat in the bathtub naked, just one word: cool!After helping him to sit in, Wei Xianzhi ran away, eh?You agreed to wash it for me!

Guess Wei Xianzhi is going to wipe his nosebleed, so wake up!Is he so unscrupulous!Although there was Mimi's reaction, most of them were guilty, okay?If he hadn't asked Fang Yan to take him to the Li Mansion, the Fang family wouldn't have discovered that Fang Yan had helped Prince Lian, and ended up making him like this, Wei Xianzhi regretted it!Wei Xianzhi hates it in his heart!

So he ran away in shame!

Throw Fang Yan into the water alone.

The water was cold after soaking for a long time, and Fang Yan had no choice but to make a living by himself.He groped and stood up, trying to step out of the bathtub, but just as he stepped out with one leg, he miscalculated the height of the bathtub. When the other leg came out, he tripped over the edge of the bathtub and fell to the ground, Fang Yan wept. with a face.

It hurts...

And he was naked!

He felt that he was really useless, his elbow seemed to be broken, and there was a circle of dust around the wound.Fang Yan slowly got up from the ground and lamented that his bath was for nothing.He touched and found the clothes, and after putting them on, he felt the wound stick to them.

I don't know where the servant who said he wanted to take care of himself went.

Fang Yan let out a long sigh, bumped his way to the bed, lay down on it and fell asleep.Around midnight, Wei Xianzhi, who was "full of regret", finally came back, looked at Fang Yan who had fallen asleep, smiled without realizing it, and lay down carefully beside Fang Yan.

Fang Yan had a dream that night, dreaming that he was back in prison (otherwise, why would his wound be so painful), and the stern-faced jailer was about to torture him in [-] ways, Fang Yan curled up in the corner of the wall and cried like a white flower Biting the handkerchief.

At this moment, Fang Yan felt very emotional in his heart, and felt that his fate was too short-lived.

So he woke up...

Hey, this servant who said he wanted to take care of him pressed his wound!Fang Yan pulled his arm out, the pain was unbearable, he was a little worried that it would be infected, but he couldn't see it and it was inconvenient to handle it.It seemed inappropriate to wake up the person next to him. He slept so soundly that he could hear even breathing.

So he rolled over and went back to sleep.

This time, the dream was followed by the plot of the previous dream, and a series of dramas was literally sleeping.He dreamed that just as the jailer was whipping him with a small leather whip, Wei Xianzhi broke in, bringing background music, and the holy light behind him was so "pulling and pulsing" that it almost blinded his dog's eyes, so Fang Yan threw it away. The small handkerchief in his hand rushed towards Wei Xianzhi.

Just when he wanted to hug Wei Xianzhi's thigh and call Ouba, Wei Xianzhi kicked him away.

Wei Xianzhi walked straight behind him without even looking at him, pulled up the shy Prince Lian Chu He, and the two of them walked out of the prison greasy, Fang Yan stretched out his hand to tell Wei Xianzhi not to leave, but Wei Xianzhi seemed As if they didn't hear him, they kept him with the jailer who had a smirk on his face, no, it was a grin.

It's too miserable, okay!

In fact, Fang Yan knew a long time ago that he is a very small supporting role in Wei Xianzhi's life.

He hastily sang the play that should be sung, and there is nothing wrong with him.

So Fang Yan summed up his life experience: Since others don't regard you as an important person, you should stop wandering around in front of them presumptuously, don't you be annoying!

If he had withdrawn early, how could he have become like this?

It's not that the time has not come for not reporting, the way he is doing now is the retribution of his stalking.

So forget it, he stopped making trouble.

Fang Yan looked at the small leather whip in the jailer's hand, lay down obediently and let him beat him, and then fell asleep after beating him.It was strange that the jailer didn't do anything, so he just waited and waited and waited and waited.Finally, when it was dawn, he woke up.

To be honest, waking up to him only deepened the fact that he was already blind. At least there was light in the dream. After waking up, his eyes were pitch black and there was nothing.

There was no sound around, Fang Yan didn't know why he was suddenly a little scared.He was afraid that he would fall ill again. He seemed to be too depressed a while ago, so his blood stagnated in his chest, making his mind not clear.

Relax!Relax!Relax!

Fang Yan recited the important things silently in his heart three times, and he rolled up his sleeves, otherwise he would always rub the wound, which would be very painful.After masturbation, I stood up. I was probably familiar with the layout of the room yesterday, so this time I touched the door without hitting the corner of the table.He didn't know whether he should go or not. Although the servant wanted to take care of him, he seemed quite reluctant.

Fang Yan has long been used to being ignored.

It turned out that Wei Xianzhi scolded him for "enjoying all the wealth and honor in the first half of his life, only to achieve nothing in the second half of his life." Now that I think about it, he was really right. He was arrogant when he was young, but once he lost power, everyone would step on him A few feet, at this time he finally began to be trembling and cautious about everything, not daring to ask for more.

There was such a thing, at that time, he had just had his house ransacked, he had nothing, and he was upset, so he yelled at the old servant who took care of him, saying that he wanted to squander money, but the old servant disagreed.

"Master, we are not as good as before, so please stop making trouble."

Fang Yan glared at him.

"If I say I want to go, I will go, and you give me the money!"

Later, the old servant couldn't resist him and gave him a few taels of silver. At that time, he didn't know that it was all their savings, and threw the silver in the old servant's face.

"You sent the beggar!"

After scolding him, he ran out directly to the place where he used to gamble, and wanted to get together with those cockfighting friends. When those people saw him, they all looked at him with a sarcastic look, and they ran on him for a long time, saying that he had no money. don't come.But Fang Yan remembered that he was generous every time they had no money, and he always helped them when they were in trouble, but why was no one willing to help him when he was in trouble?

It turned out that he didn't make close friends.

They are all wine and meat friends.

Fang Yan walked back to the residence with a hot face, he understood, he never understood why everyone said they liked him, it was obvious that his personality was extremely unlikable, and what those people liked was obviously white money, Aiwu and Wu , I also like myself politely.

He thought why not let himself be a playboy for the rest of his life?

Then he will never know that no one really likes him in this world, how wonderful.

Fang Yan is very clear that he no longer has the capital to be arrogant, because he has neither the sincerity of others nor the money to make others greet him with a smile.

Later, because he couldn't pay the rent, he was beaten severely by others, and he felt the hardship of life.He didn't know anything, so he went to be a waiter in the shop, because he was ridiculed by his old friend Mr. Zhao, he accidentally smashed the plate, and lost his job because of it.He can't do heavy work, and he has returned the knowledge he learned in the school to his husband. It can be said that his mind is empty and his stomach is reckless.

At his age, he still has to rely on his old servants to support him.

What a shame.

……

Just thinking about it, he was suddenly patted and startled.

The man took his hand and took him back to the house, and gently wrote in his hand to let him have breakfast. Fang Yan nodded, and brought the porridge over. When he drank, his wound rubbed against the table. He took the bowl and knocked it to the ground.

"sorry Sorry."

Noticing that there was no movement from the people around him, he hurriedly wanted to take a few steps forward to ask if he was burned by that person.Unexpectedly, he tripped over the leg of a chair and fell to the ground again.

Fang Yan felt that he was so unlucky that he bumped into the same place!

This luck is no one else, okay!

Fang Yan frowned, it hurt so much, he thought it was quite embarrassing, the porridge just sprinkled on his hand was sticky.He guessed that he had probably succeeded in making a very bad impression on the other party.Fang Yan laughed twice, trying to get up by himself.

At this time, the man sighed softly, helped him up, carefully wiped off the porridge sticking to his hands, and found medicinal wine and carefully applied it on his wound.

Although it was very painful when applying the medicinal wine, Fang Yan endured it and said nothing.

After all, he doesn't have the capital to shout pain at others.