General's Good Friday

Master Zhou felt very sorry.

As for Mr. Zhou himself, he seemed quite calm. After returning to the post house, he just kept the door behind closed doors. Those who comforted and persuaded only said that "it is not suitable to communicate with you adults because of a sinful body", and they should not see each other.

But in the afternoon of this day, when Mr. Zhou was taking a nap after dinner, the waiter came to report that there was a Mr. Su Yi asking to see him outside.

Master Zhou was very sleepy: "Didn't you say that you will disappear?"

"This gentleman said that you will definitely meet him," the waiter said hesitantly, "He...his surname is Baili."

Master Zhou suddenly opened his eyes, sat up from the couch, and hurriedly said: "Baili?!"

"Yes." The waiter couldn't help being surprised when he saw the expression of Mr. Zhou, who had always been calm and composed, suddenly changed.

"Hurry up, lure him in!" Master Zhou hurriedly got off the couch, patted his clothes, walked back and forth a few steps, and stopped the waiter when he was leaving the door, "No! I should go out by myself!"

Before he had time to put on his coat, he pulled on his shoes, but walked briskly outside. At the gate of the courtyard, he saw the person he had been thinking about day and night, standing under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree at the gate, looking up at the man with his hands behind his back. A tree of sweet-scented osmanthus.

Master Zhou walked a few steps behind him, then stopped abruptly, stared blankly at his back, raised his hand and waved away the waiter who was following him.

"Ah... Ah Cheng!"

His Adam's apple twitched, even though there were thousands of words in his heart, in the end it was only turned into this short whisper.

The man turned his head when he heard the sound, and looked at him with a bright smile. Isn't it Mr. Baili in plain clothes?

Facing Mr. Zhou who was agitated, Mr. Baili nodded slightly as if he had met him: "Mr. Zhou—oh no, I heard that you are now a commoner, so I should take the liberty to call you—" —Brother Zhou."

"Ah Cheng," Mr. Zhou took a few steps forward, and supported his shoulders with trembling hands, "You...you are finally back!"

Mr. Baili frowned slightly, took a step back, got rid of his hands, and twitched his mouth: "Speak as you speak, what are you doing? What do you mean I're back"? Obviously, Brother Zhou, you came to build the building yourself. Positive."

Master Zhou lowered his figure when he heard him speak so eccentrically, and said in a low voice: "Ah Cheng, you...are you still angry with me?"

"Why can't I understand what brother Zhou is talking about?" Mr. Baili looked at him up and down, showing a hint of ridicule, and then turned the subject, "It's cold, and he ran out in such disheveled clothes. People who come and go are not afraid of being laughed at!"

Lord Zhou looked down at himself. He was only wearing the underwear he wore when he was taking a nap, and half of his feet were exposed. He couldn't help but feel ashamed: "I'm in a hurry to see you...it's windy here, let's go inside and talk."

Mr. Zhou has no official position now, he lives in the post house, and he doesn't even have a personal attendant, except for the miscellaneous affairs which are taken care of by a waiter assigned by the post house, but this matter of serving tea and water can only be done by himself. to do it.

So after entering the room, Mr. Baili sat at the table, watching Mr. Zhou carefully pick up the kettle on the small stove, and clumsily pour him a cup of hot tea.

After he handed the tea to Mr. Baili, seeing that he was looking at him with a half-smile, he was also a little embarrassed, lowered his head and said with a smile: "In the past...in the past, I didn't even make tea by myself, so...it makes you laugh. "

Mr. Baili sipped the hot tea in his hand, only smiled, but didn't answer.

Mr. Zhou sat down beside him a bit awkwardly, seeing that he didn't even look at him, just blowing tea with a smile, he said, "So...you came to Jianyang, no wonder I sent someone to look for you in my hometown, It can never be found."

Mr. Baili glanced at him, then lowered his eyes: "Heh... Since I dare to leave, I won't let you find it."

"Ah Cheng..." Lord Zhou softened his voice, "I have always... missed you..."

Mr. Baili's breathing was slightly stagnant, and he continued to gently blow on the tea in his hand.

"After you left, everything I did was a mess," Mr. Zhou lowered his head, his voice soft and soft, "I...I really miss you, do you miss me?"

Mr. Baili raised his eyes to look at him, put the teacup in his hand back on the table, and slightly curled his mouth: "Miss you?"

As if he heard something funny, he pursed his lips and couldn't stop laughing, and when he had had enough, he squinted his eyes and looked at him mockingly.

"Zhou Wenbi, do you really think that I'm still the ignorant and ignorant schoolboy back then, and will you still follow me?"

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Mr. Zhou was startled, and an expression of disbelief suddenly appeared on his face: "Ah Cheng, you... what's wrong with you?"

Mr. Baili closed his eyes, nodded with a smile, and looked at him again: "Yes, yes... I should know, you don't understand why I'm leaving at all, do you?"

Master Zhou was in a hurry, and quickly reached out to grab his hand that was on the table, lest he walk away in a rage, and he would never find him again.

"You're angry with me, aren't you?" He searched his brains, but still couldn't figure out where he had offended him, and couldn't help but said in frustration, "What's wrong with me, you tell me, I'll just change it, why should I Leave without saying a word like that? You're right, I don't understand how I think these days, you...can you tell me? "

Mr. Baili stared at him, and pulled his hand from under his palm forcefully: "You really don't know?"

Master Zhou was speechless and could only shake his head.

Mr. Baili looked at him for a while, then calmed down, leaned back in his chair, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Since I was eight years old, I have been your schoolboy, following you and serving you for more than ten years. You are the master and I am the servant. It has never changed..."

"Didn't I release your body deed a long time ago? You have already passed the exam and become my assistant. Between you and me... how can it be said that the relationship between master and servant?" After hearing what he said, Mr. Zhou couldn't help it. Approved to distinguish.

"Staff?" Mr. Baili squinted at him, "Is there any difference?"

"Of course there is a difference!" Seeing his sarcasm, Mr. Zhou couldn't help being a little impatient, "Besides, even before, I... I never treated you as an ordinary slave! I... I am so sincere, how can you Can you be so blind?"

"Of course you treat me sincerely," Mr. Baili raised his voice and said sarcastically, "If it wasn't for your sincerity, why would you... abduct me to the bed?"

Master Zhou: "..."

When he was a teenager, he didn't know the seriousness, and it was hard to restrain himself. The fact that he coaxed and even tricked him into occupying the body of the little book boy who was very close to him may be the only stain in the life of Mr. Zhou, who has always been self-denying and respectful.

Although after that, the two have been inseparable and inseparable, and as they got older, they treated each other with admiration, as if they were a good couple who could stay together for a long time, but at the very beginning, Mr. Zhou couldn't do anything about it Convince yourself that you can treat Ah Cheng who is innocent and completely trusting in yourself like that, and you can have a clear conscience.

"You...you want to blame me so much, I naturally have nothing to say," Mr. Zhou lowered his head in shame, "I was wrong at that time, I was two years older than you, you don't understand anything, yes ...I tricked you."

Mr. Baili looked at the top of his head, took the tea with a slight smile and drank it in one gulp.

"But," Mr. Zhou said again, "what does this have to do with you leaving me? It's all... so many years ago..."

Even if you are sensible and want to regret it, it shouldn't be after such a long time.

"Of course it does matter," Mr. Baili said. "In your eyes, no matter what I do, whether I'm a book boy or an aide, in the final analysis, it's still yours? What is a paper contract? You let me I’m going to study and take the exam, let me be your assistant, let me stay by your side, let me... Heh! I can only obey you forever, between you and me, you have always been the master and I have been the servant, right? ?”

"You...how can you say that?"

Lord Zhou's eyes were red, as if he had heard some news that made him heartbroken.

"I let you go to study and take the exam. Isn't it just to make you no longer a servant of my family, but to be with me on an equal footing? Yes, I have selfish intentions in letting you be a staff member, but... ...But I also want to stay with you! If you continue to take the exam, you will have an official position in the future, and I am a foreign official, maybe the two places will really be separated," he said excitedly with a weak constitution After these words, my breath was a little short, and I continued after a pause, "I...can't you even understand my selfishness?"

"Hehehehe..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Baili laughed immediately, his eyes were crescent like two crescents, he looked at him and said: "If I can't understand, I won't stay with you in Jingzhou for so many years."

"Then you..." Master Zhou frowned, extremely puzzled. "Why are you……"

"You always ask me why, but I want to ask you..." Mr. Baili suppressed his smile and interrupted him, "My master has done a good job, why do you insist on me being your husband again?"

Master Zhou's eyes widened, never expecting that what he minded would be this: "We... We are in love with each other, wouldn't it be nice to have a name?"

"Name?" Mr. Baili sneered, "Do you think I should be grateful to you for rewarding me with the title of 'man wife'?"

"You...what do you mean?" Mr. Zhou thought for a while, and finally seemed to be enlightened, "You...are you worried that I won't be able to be a master after I marry?