Under the clouds

Zang Lanbai got up early this day as usual, washed up and went to the balcony to water the flowers.

The weather has turned cold recently. Zang Lanbai in the room adjusted the heating temperature to more than 20 degrees, then changed his clothes, took the car keys and went out.

After going out this trip, he didn't come back until around 03:30 in the afternoon. He bought a lot of fresh ingredients in large and small bags, and stuffed the already empty refrigerator to the brim.

Zang Lanbai’s vacancy period is too long, he has not lived with others for a long time, buying Fang Mu to live with him for a month is a spur of the moment, but there is no regret, and he even thinks that he can finally hug him at night. I went to bed with warm things, and there were some faint expectations and nostalgia in my heart.

This can be seen from the fact that he returned home, put the ingredients away, turned on the music player in the living room, played a piece of classical music, and then walked into the kitchen with a thick and long live fish humming. It can be seen that he is really in a good mood.

Zang Lanbai held the handle of the knife with his slender and white fingers, and ripped open the live fish that was still thumping in his hand. The fish was so fresh that blood splashed on his side face accidentally, and the climax came with the classical music , He chopped off the head of the fish with a knife in his hand, and scraped the scales against the continuous current.

There was a fishy smell lingering at the tip of his nose, and he was still humming the melody when he came into the kitchen just now, the scales of the fish were scraped everywhere, Zang Lanbo smiled and sliced ​​the fish into thin slices.

Zang Lanbai hasn't cooked by himself for a long time, and he knew it before, but he is a bit novice since he hasn't touched it for a long time. It seems that his handling of fish is not clever, and fish scales and blood are splattered everywhere.

The loudspeaker in the living room played that piece of music repeatedly, and Zang Lanbai only hummed a weird little tune with classical music until he poured the marinated fish fillets with hot oil.

He started throwing deveined shrimp into the pot again.

When he finally put the four dishes and one soup on the table in the living room, the sky outside also darkened.

Maybe it was because he hadn't cooked for two years, his cooking speed was a little slower, he stretched his wrist, and took off his apron, when the doorbell rang.

The time is just right.

Zang Lanbai walked to the door with joyful and brisk steps, and then unscrewed the door of the apartment building.

The staff in uniform gray with white stripes brought in the golden birdcage that Zang Lanbai had seen at the auction that day. The bottom of the birdcage inside was covered with a thick blanket, and Fang Mu nestled inside.

Zang Lanbai's eyes fell on Fang Mu through the cage, and the collar around his neck was engraved with 00397.

The perfect canary, at that moment, Zang Lanbai sighed inwardly.

"It's fine for people to stay, and this cage is unnecessary." Zang Lanbai said to the transport staff.

"Mr. Zang, this is his den."

The man answered like this.

Zang Lanbai said again: "This cage is too big, I can't fit it in my house, so let's move it away."

Fang Mu or 00397 could sleep with him on the double bed in the bedroom. Zang Lanbai raised his hand and slightly shrugged his shoulders, as if showing the staff his somewhat cramped living room.

The size of this apartment building is indeed small, even the size of the bedroom is only more than 170 square meters, and there is a tripod piano in the living room. In this case, once the golden cage comes in, there is really not much room to put it.

It may be that none of the benefactors who received or kept him in 00397 had ever let him live in such a small house. Both the staff and 00397 looked here curiously.

This place is full of life that people have lived in for a period of time. It is not like the detached villa in the suburbs where 00397 once lived. place, or his home.

The golden cage was still pulled away, and 00397 was carried from the cage to the sofa.

Zang Lanbai looked at his appearance, and went to the room to find another set of pajamas for him.

It doesn't fit very well, Zang Lanbai is 1.8 meters tall, and this set of pajamas looks like a sack on 00397's body.

Zang Lanbai said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I will take you out to buy new ones after dinner." It was indeed his lack of consideration.

00397 has been a bit confused since he came in. He has not encountered such a situation with other funders so far. They prefer him without clothes.

Zang Lanbai walked to the long table in the living room, lifted the lids of the dishes, and smiled brightly at 00397: "Come over and have a taste of my cooking."

00397 froze for a moment, then crawled over on all fours.

Zang Lanbai frowned calmly, but did not reprimand him, and said, "Maybe the ground will be a little dirty."

"But puppies always walk like this." 00397 read a trace of dissatisfaction from that expression, so he murmured uneasily.

Zang Lanbai looked very good-tempered: "Then at least wait for me to lay the carpet tomorrow, okay? You will hurt your knees like this."

"Then...then I can stand up?" 00397 seemed a little confused.

Zang Lanbai looked helpless, walked over and picked up 00397 and put him on the chair.

This time the distance was extremely close, and 00397 smelled Zang Lanbai's body, and called softly: "Master..."

Zang Lanbai turned to look at him when he heard the voice, chuckled and said, "I don't seem to have introduced myself to you yet. My surname is Zang. You can call me Zang Lanbai."

00397 looked at Zang Lanbai's eyes shining with soft light, and paused for a few seconds before his head started to work again. After hesitating, he finally called out as if mustering up a lot of courage: "Mr. Zang. "

"Very good." Zang Lanbai rolled his eyes and asked again, "How about you?"

Zang Lanbai got the same answer as last time, 00397 replied: "I am a puppy."

Zang Lanbai seemed to think he had no choice but to sit opposite 00397 and announced the start of dinner time.

00397 has a small appetite and eats very slowly, like a kitten who dare not eat too much.

Zang Lanbai picked up a lot of dishes for him, and he stopped after eating only a small half.

This is not like the amount of food a normal adult man should have. Zang Lanbai asked him softly: "Is it not to your appetite?"

00397 shook his head, and replied: "You can't eat a lot at night, or you will gain weight."

"So what if you gain weight?" Zang Lanbai looked at his clear collarbone, he was obviously on the thin side.

00397 looked a little embarrassed: "Then it might not be easy for me to sell."

In the end, Zang Lanbai did not force 00397 to eat more because he felt that he would not be easy to sell. He quickly changed the topic. 00397 seemed a little slow to respond, but he would answer every question Zang Lanbai asked him.

Such a completely tamed canary doesn't seem to be aggressive at all, and Zang Lanbai doesn't understand why he hit the benefactor with a desk lamp on the bed.

But Zang Lanbai thought that the benefactor must have done something too much.

After the meal, Zang Lanbai went to the kitchen to put the dishes and chopsticks into the automatic dishwasher, then cleaned up the table, and put most of the leftover meals into the refrigerator.

Such a move seemed to arouse 00397's curiosity.

Zang Lanbai thought that he might have seen his good quality of saving food, and he was busy cleaning up the living room like a bee.

During this period, 00397 squatted on the chair, motionless.

After Zang Lanbai cleaned up, he looked at 00397 who was still motionless, and found that there were clear and shallow bruises on his curled up knee.

00397 probably didn't like to move because the knees hurt too much.

Zang Lanbai reached out and hugged him, holding his buttocks, just like the posture of an adult holding a child when he was a child.

"Do you feel hot?" Zang Lanbai asked 00397 who was put into the bathtub by himself.

"It's not hot." 00397's overly fair skin was steamed with a thin layer of red, his beautiful almond eyes secretly looked at Zang Lanbai, and Zang Lanbai rubbed bubbles on his head, and said with a smile in his voice : "Why are you looking at me secretly, you can look at me openly, it doesn't matter."

He went to wipe the foam on the tip of 00397's nose, but there was more foam on his hands, rubbing it all over 00397's face, and he said, "It really looks like a puppy."

00397 was a little at a loss in the face of Zang Lanbai, a slightly strange benefactor. During the many questions and answers that seemed to be chatting with a long-lost friend, 00397 was obviously a little stunned.

00397 looked at the water surface of the bathtub with bubbles floating, and the bright light in the bathroom shone down, and he couldn't help being distracted for a while.

From here, the new benefactor did not take him directly to the bed, nor did he let him wait alone in the cold room for several hours, but took him to eat and bathed himself very gently.

It's like dreaming, but it's not like that. After all, 00397's sleep time is either in total unconscious darkness, or in a cold, evil and painful nightmare.

00397 once again looked at the distortedly handsome face of Zang Lanbai who was very close to him, and couldn't help reaching out to touch Zang Lanbai's hand when he was washing himself. Make sure the person is real.

After taking a shower, 00397 listened to the sound of water in the bathroom, and when Zang Lanbai came out, he moved naturally to untie Zang Lanbai's bath towel.

But Zang Lanbai raised his hand to stop him, and he said, "I just came here today, let's rest first."

00397 seldom misses on the first day of being hired, and said a little anxiously: "I don't...I'm not tired, Mr. Zang."

"Shh." Zang Lanbai reached out and raised his finger on his lips, signaling him to be quiet.

00397 was rejected, his face froze for a moment, his body stood there, a little lost: "Oh", then slowly climbed off the bed, he curled up beside the bed, and asked in a low voice: "I Can I sleep here?"

Zang Lanbai reached out and took the computer on the bedside table and put it on his lap, half lying down, looking at the empty space on the newly added pillow to his left, while 00397 had already climbed out of bed with a face full of frustration, Zang Lanbai also felt the same. Disappointed answer: "Okay."

He handed 00397 the pillow and a blanket before saying: "Good night."

00397 replied: "Good night, Mr. Zang."

Although he saw that Zanglanbai had no intention of going to sleep when he said this sentence, he turned on the computer, turned off the lights in the room, and dimmed his sight, only the computer screen in front of Zanglanbai was shining brightly.

After Zang Lanbai fell into silence in the room, he entered the word "Fang Mu" in the search box on the screen. He screened it, but the scope was too wide, and he didn't summarize any very effective information. He turned to Exit and type in "Chateau Tenerai".