lake garden moon

Back in Lake Garden, Kang Zhier was sweating.

He went back to the upstairs bedroom to take a shower and came out just in time for lunch.

When Kang Zhier walked into the restaurant, Lan Er was standing at the edge of the dining table, arranging the plates, and greeted him when he came in.

"Master Xiaozhi."

"Lan'er, I bought your favorite cheese stick and put it in the refrigerator."

"Thank you, Young Master Xiao Zhi." Lan'er agreed sweetly.

Kang Zhier pulled out the chair and sat down at the table.

As soon as he sat down, he saw the protagonist of today's lunch - fried cod, and subconsciously blurted out: "Elvis..."

"Master Xiao Zhi," Lan'er put the tableware in front of him, and answered him, "Master, he won't come back for lunch today."

"Well," Kang Zhier looked away, nodded and said, "I know."

Hearing this, the movements of Lan'er's hands froze.She looked at Kang Zhier blankly, as if waiting for what Kang Zhier would say later.

Kang Zhier noticed her eyes, pulled the corners of his mouth, and explained casually: "He told me when he came back."

Lan'er nodded understandingly, and then served Kang Zhier soup.

While filling the soup, she spoke in a hypnotic voice: "Master Xiao Zhi, your relationship with the young master has improved a lot recently. The young master is actually willing to share with you about his going out on a date... "

Kang Zhier was eating the strawberries he bought today, but when he heard Lan Er's words, he regained his energy immediately.

"Lan'er, what did you just say?"

"Ah?" Lan'er held the soup bowl and looked at Kang Zhier in a daze.

"You said just now," Kang Zhier asked her, "Elvis is out on a date, who is he dating?"

"Oh."

Lan'er handed him the soup bowl, and Kang Zhier took it, without smelling it, and put it directly on the dining table.

"When I passed the main living room in the morning," Lan'er answered him slowly, "I heard Mr. Bandari talking on the phone with someone, it should be Mr. Bu. They talked about the fact that the young master was going to have dinner with Miss Kerry at noon .”

Hearing Lan'er's words, the image of seeing Bojiali in the mall in the morning immediately appeared in Kang Zhier's mind.

Therefore, Bojiali dressed up so beautifully today to meet Elvis.

And Elvis only told him that he was eating out today, but he didn't tell him who he was eating with.

Kang Zhier lowered his head silently, the strawberry in his hand was no longer sweet in an instant.

He felt as if he understood something.

In the afternoon, Kang Zhier woke up from a nap, and lay down on the bed sullenly.

Thinking of Elvis emphasizing how much he likes him on the one hand, and going to have dinner with a girl who likes him on the other, he began to feel uncomfortable.

In vain. He still felt guilty for rejecting Elvis before, but now that he thinks about it, maybe this is Elvis' usual routine.

A liar, a master of time management, a scumbag with one heart and one mind.

Because of the agreement with Suta to make biscuits, Kang Zhier went downstairs on time even though he lost his interest.

In the kitchen, Kang Zhier was instructing Suta to beat eggs when the phone rang suddenly.

He picked up the phone, glanced at it, and put it back on the counter.

Su Ta was distracted by his movements, turned to look at him with concern, and asked, "What's the matter, Xiao Zhi?"

"It's okay," Kang Zhier's lips puffed slightly, and he answered her, "It's a message from a boring person."

"it is good."

Suta nodded and turned back to her work.

Kang Zhier stood silently by the counter, reviewing the information he saw just now, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

Scumbag, you dare to ask me about the biscuits.

He looked dissatisfied, folded his hands on his chest, and stared sullenly at a certain part of the counter.

At this time, Lan'er walked in with a cardboard box from the outside.

They both stopped and turned to look at her at the same time.

"Lan'er, what are you holding?" Suta asked her.

"This is what the neighbor's aunt just sent someone to give," Lan'er replied, "It seems to be all seasonings. Mr. Bandari asked me to bring it to the kitchen."

While talking, she put the cardboard box on the counter, and took out the bottles and cans.

Suta walked up to her, took a look at the contents, and couldn't help saying: "There is so much mustard powder, it can be used for two years, and no one in the family can eat spicy food."

"Yes, but it's also someone's wish."

Kang Zhier was distracted at first, but after hearing the conversation between Suta and Lan'er, an idea suddenly appeared in his mind.

The summer in the south has always been long, and the sun is still sunny at about five o'clock in the afternoon.

Elvis returned to Lake Garden early as scheduled, and walked into the mansion in silence.

Going up to the third floor, he subconsciously looked towards Kang Zhier's bedroom. At this time, the door was closing tightly and quietly.

Elvis stood on the spot, facing the direction of Kang Zhier's bedroom for a few seconds, then walked towards the study at the end of the corridor.

The study room is clean and bright, and in the transparent air, there are fine dust flowing silently.

On the desk, Elvis' books, office supplies, and two small bags of delicately packaged biscuits were neatly placed.

Elvis walked to the desk, picked up the two bags of biscuits, put them in his hands, and looked down quietly.

The biscuit had been sitting there for a while, but he still seemed to be able to feel the residual heat from it.

With a quiet smile on his face, Elvis put two bags of biscuits under his nose and sniffed gently.

An indescribable happiness filled his heart.Elvis then pulled the ribbon and slowly opened the envelope outside the biscuit.

In the afternoon, around 05:30.

Kang Zhier sat in front of the terrace, looking at the lake in the distance, quietly feeling the beauty of summer.

Until, from the other side of this floor, the sound of coughing broke the silence in the garden.

During dinner, Elvis sat directly across from Conchier.Kang Zhier neither talked to him nor looked at him.

Rao is such a dull girl as Laner, and she also noticed the abnormality.

Elvis seemed to make Kang Zhier unhappy.During the meal, he kept paying attention to Kang Zhier, but he didn't get half a response.

This unusually quiet atmosphere lasted until Kang Zhier got up after dinner.When he left the restaurant, Elvis also put down the tableware in his hand.

In the evening, Kang Zhier sat outside the large terrace on the third floor, looking at the summer night sky.

After seeing the moon for the first time, he was influenced by Elvis and also developed the habit of looking at the moon.

At this time the moon is not round, but still beautiful.The moonlight and the stars reflect each other, quiet but full of tenderness.The Milky Way is so old and so long, spreading colorful light and shadows in the vast night, and opening its enthusiasm to everyone.

Kang Zhier was placed in the moonlight, his white body lay flat, thin, thin and quiet.

Light footsteps soon replaced Xia Lai and appeared beside his ears.

Kang Zhier caught that voice, and immediately got up from the wicker chair.

Elvis grabbed his wrist as he passed.

Kang Zhier stopped, looked at his grasped wrist inexplicably, and then shook it, but did not shake it away.

Elvis grabbed his other wrist, forcing him to face Elvis.

"Xiaozhi, can you say a word to me?"

Kang Zhier didn't answer him, he lowered his head, still trying to get rid of those hands.Elvis didn't make any effort, but Kang Zhier was under the control of others and could do nothing.Those big hands seemed to grow on his wrists.

After some attempts, Kang Zhier realized that what he was doing was useless. He hung his arms wearily and told Elvis with drooping eyes: "It's late, I'm going back to sleep."

Elvis lowered his head and asked him in a tone that sounded very sincere and deceptive: "Xiaozhi, did I do something wrong? Did it make you unhappy?"

Kang Zhier didn't want to have too much communication with the liar, so he ignored him, and silently broke his finger that was holding him.

Elvis's attitude seemed to be full of sincerity, but his actions betrayed himself—the fingers didn't exert force, but they didn't let go during the whole process.Kang Zhier struggled to remove his fingers from his wrist, but in a blink of an eye he grabbed them again.

After doing this several times, Kang Zhier became angry, raised his head, and looked at him displeased.

"Elvis, let go."

Elvis was more stubborn than he imagined, and he still insisted on asking him, "Xiaozhi, can you tell me what happened?"

Kang Zhier looked at Elvis, and suddenly felt that he couldn't read this face.

He couldn't tell when Elvis' eyes and facial expressions were real and when they were fake.

Thinking of this, he became very tired and lost his last patience.

He lowered his face, looked at the ground and said, "Elvis, I want to go back to the bedroom."