Before Hu Hai could speak again, he turned around and entered the kitchen, turned on the faucet, and lay on the pool to wash his face hard.

It's just grievance.

He didn't know why he felt wronged.

I don’t know why I had such a big reaction because I didn’t have any hope.

Hu Hai's piano sounded again, and he supported his arm along the pool and listened.

The songs Hu Hai used to play were very quiet and slow. When they were excited and fast-paced, they seemed to be crying, just the difference between crying happily and unhappy, but now they were not what they had heard.

Xiang Xi can actually follow him.

Xiang Xi was so happy after hearing a few words. He pulled his clothes and wiped his face and walked out of the kitchen: " "BBK"? I thought it was the New Year..."

"How is it," Hu Hai said, "is it festive?"

"Yeah." Xiang Xi nodded.

"Stop crying later," Hu Hai said while bounced, "Your master should think I'm bullying you."

"Don't worry," Xiang Xi smiled and sat down at the tea table and started boiling water. "I'm changing my face quickly, my basic skills."

Old Man Lu came over while Xiang Xi was making tea, and there was a little girl behind him. Xiang Xi could still recognize it. This was the granddaughter of Old Man Lu when he first came to the door to become a disciple.

"Hi," the little girl waved her hand and greeted him, then jumped to Hu Hai and sat down. "Master Hai is here to be melodious. Your former master scolded me today and was in a bad mood."

"My granddaughter, Lu Miaoyu," Old Man Lu picked up the cup and took a sip of tea and sat opposite him, "Don't worry about her, let's talk about us."

"Okay." Xiang Xi nodded.

Lu Miaoyu was quite quiet, not as noisy as he seemed. He just sat next to him and listened to Hu Hai playing the piano, and came over to drink the cup of tea from time to time.

When Xiang Xi started making tea in the second round, she turned around, lay on the back of the chair and watched, then reached out and said, "Give me a cup, master."

"Why do you call anyone a master?" Xiang Xi handed her a cup.

"Who said that," she said with a smile, "I don't have one. The ones I call Master feel like Master, you're quite like it."

"Thank you," Xiang Xi said, "I took it seriously."

"Take it seriously, I'm just praising you," Lu Miaoyu took a sip of tea. "Your style looks very good and stylish, and I feel like you can become a master, right? "

Old Man Lu laughed for a long time after listening to this, then took a sip of tea and looked at Xiang Xi: "I think it is."

"Hmm?" Xiang Xi was stunned, "You can't make do with it if you don't charge tuition, right? I just wanted to drive me away after just a few times?"

"Who drove you away?" Old Man Lu looked at the tea in the cup, "Let me have some practical experience."

"What does it mean?" Xiang Xi looked at him with some doubt.

"How about taking a seat with me next time?" said Old Man Lu, "Just Yunshui Fanxin."

"Me?" Xiang Xi was stunned. Yun Shuifan was considered a very high-end tea shop. There were many people going there and they were very knowledgeable about tea. Old Man Lu said this, which made him feel a little overwhelmed, "Will I sit next to you?"

"You sit behind the tea table," Old Man Lu looked at him with some disgust. "Why is such a smart person so slow to say things?"

"What should I do if I make a mistake? What should I do if I messed up?" Xiang Xi suddenly became nervous. Under the watch of a group of tea-knowing people, he felt a little bit like throwing a pot.

"You did it in vain, and you would smash it if you smash it." Old Man Lu said with great ease.

"I smashed my master's money," Hu Hai said, "It's okay."

"He just smashed it," Lu Miaoyu pointed at Hu Hai immediately, "so he was expelled from the sect and now he is relying on playing the piano and performing skills."

Xiang Xi was entertained and laughed for a long time.

"Don't make trouble," Old Man Lu waved at her, "I'm talking serious to Xiang Xi here."

"Then you two tell me," Lu Miaoyu turned around and continued to listen to Hu Hai playing the piano.

Old Man Lu is really serious. He plans to take Xiang Xi to Yunshui Fanxin and leave half of the time for Xiang Xi to let him feel it.

Xiang Xi was a little scared when he heard this. He was indeed very familiar with making tea now, but Old Man Lu had never advised him on his movements, so he could do whatever he felt comfortable. He had no idea whether he was qualified or not.

Old Man Lu was very confident and waved his hand: "Did you forget that tea should not be a straightforward thing. Everyone can drink it, and everyone has a different feeling after drinking it. What are the standards?"

Xiang Xi didn't say anything.

"Just make people feel that they are stylish," said Old Man Lu, "Don't anyone think you have the style?"

Lu Miaoyu sat with her back to them, but she didn't look back when she heard this, but just raised her hand: "Yes."

Xiang Xi didn't struggle anymore, thinking that he might as well try it. At worst, it would be a big deal. Old man Lu was so intimate that he couldn't even invite him, and people might not say anything.

After talking about the tea ceremony, I felt a little tired.

Cheng Boyan's car had already parked in the shadow of the tree downstairs. He was sitting in the cab and lowered his head to play with his cell phone.

Xiang Xi stood in front of the front of the car. His mood was very complicated that night. He didn't know what he was thinking when he was having fun with Old Man Lu and Lu Miaoyu.

Now that he suddenly saw Cheng Boyan, he felt real and felt real. He felt relieved, exhausted, lost, unspeakable disappointment and hope that he still existed. The various feelings he wanted to say but didn't know where to start made him want to find a place to lie down.

"Oh," he slapped the front of the car, "robbed."

Cheng Boyan raised his head in the car and smiled when he saw it was him: "Get into the car."

"You come down," Xiang Xi said, "I don't want to move."

Cheng Boyan opened the car door and jumped out of the car, walked to him: "What's wrong?"

"Let's talk about it later," Xiang Xi rubbed his hands, "give me a hug."

"Yeah." Cheng Boyan didn't ask much, and reached out to hug him.

"It's much better." Xiang Xi closed his eyes, took a strong breath, and sucked Cheng Boyan's familiar and reassuring lemon smell into his body.

This wrapped sense of security suddenly made Xiang Xi relax.

After getting in the car, Xiang Xi put down the seat and lying down and closed his eyes.

Before the car could reach the intersection, Cheng Boyan heard his very light snoring and turned his head in surprise, and found that he was asleep.
Chapter completed!