my devil butler

Soon, Jiulan brought up the food without waking up any of the sleeping servants.

"Master, tonight's supper is a relatively light vegetarian porridge and a glass of boiled water." Jiu Lan put the tray on the table and stepped aside.

Fengyue glanced at Jiulan, who was no different from the past, and frowned. He seemed to have forgotten a lot of things, so he sat up carelessly, sat on the side of the bed, picked up the porridge and ate slowly, talking I have to say that Jiulan was very thoughtful, knowing that it was not suitable for him to eat something that irritated his stomach when he just woke up, so he changed to these bland foods.

"Jiulan, I seem to have forgotten something, can you tell me?" Fengyue suddenly asked.

"Master, do you still remember why you met me?" Jiulan asked back.

Hearing this, Fengyue was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a long time, she slowly opened her mouth: "Because of the contract, but..."

"It seems that the young master has lost the history of some things, and only remembers a small part of the final things." Jiulan felt a little regretful, it seemed that his young master had even forgotten his original intention, the most basic hatred, which supported him in the past. The hatred that went down is gone...

Fengyue frowned, closed her mouth and stopped asking questions, picked up the boiled water and took a shallow sip. The deepest part of his memory was only his parents, and Jiulan, and his parents didn't know why when he was seven years old. The time disappeared, and the memory that came back up again was meeting Jiulan. I don’t know what was signed at the beginning, Jiulan was with him all the time, and life was very ordinary.

Jiulan looked at Fengyue who was in a daze, her smile froze for a moment, because he just touched the heart of his young master inadvertently just now, Fengyue's memories were all fragmented, without a single connection point, and the rest were all that he thought happy. Time... Young master, I never imagined that I would occupy half of the time that you feel the happiest. I just found out now, isn't it too late?

Sensing Jiu Lanna's fiery gaze staring at her, Fengyue raised her eyes and asked, "Is there any residue on my face?"

"No, no, it's time for the young master to go to bed." Jiulan shook her head, took away the empty cup in Fengyue's hand, put it aside, and loosened the quilt.

Fengyue sat aside and watched his skillful movements quietly, then lay back on the bed, and then covered his body with the white and soft quilt.

Just when Jiulan was about to leave, Fengyue gritted her teeth and said the words to persuade her again: "Don't go, stay with me until... I fall asleep."

"Yes, master." Jiulan smiled, sat back on the chair beside the bed, looked at Fengyue quietly, without saying a word, the two kept silent, because talking would make it harder to fall asleep, and the ears would be noisy I can't fall asleep at all, and it is possible that the more I talk, the more energetic I am.

When Fengyue saw Jiulan's smile, she always felt a little dazzled a second ago, and her eyes always seemed to carry some strange meaning. Could this devil still be happy?There is nothing to be happy about.

"Jiulan, do you understand human feelings?"

"I don't understand" Jiulan replied truthfully, he is a demon, he only knows his own feelings, he doesn't have a body that needs to rest for a long time to heal because of injuries, he doesn't have the dirty, pure, whatever, He doesn't have the colorful soul of human beings, his soul is empty and dark.

Fengyue was silent for a while, and then asked: "Do you know what it feels like to be happy? Maybe... sad."

"Master, how do you feel when you are sad and happy?" Jiulan asked back. He didn't know if he would feel the same as Fengyue. When he was happy, his heart felt so sweet and broad, but he had never been sad, but he had Angry too.

"Sweet." Fengyue narrowed her eyes and smiled, put her hands on her heart, covered her heart, and said: "Although I don't know what I forgot, but I only have... this feeling."

When Jiulan heard this and saw his innocent smile, she was obviously lost. She never thought that he was so lucky to see his innocent smile in the young master's lifetime. Sweet... young master, I am the same Only this feeling, sweet, is it like the cheese you eat, something called sweet.

"But... Jiulan." At this moment, Fengyue's smile has withdrawn, and his face is a little sad, which is in great contrast with the previous moment.

"Master, I'm here." Jiulan responded, waiting for the next article.

"I want to get my memory back, I always feel that I have lost something, it's so empty..." Fengyue's voice became smaller and smaller, and the more he spoke, the more bitter he was. Now he always feels that his life has lost something, sad, angry Yes, shockingly, he couldn't find the meaning of his life, and felt that living like this was meaningless, and he had been like this since the moment he woke up.

"It's time to come back, young master, go to bed first, and go out for a walk tomorrow." Jiulan persuaded, a long time had passed before he knew it, and he still couldn't help talking so much to his young master , although...he has harvested the happy feeling of human beings.