He put down the water glass, and his eyelids gradually dropped.
In a daze, a voice sounded in Huang Dan's ear, calling him young master, but his consciousness couldn't come up and he couldn't give a response.
At half past six in the morning, Song Min knocked on the door.
Huang Dan didn't know when he slept last night, and when he was helped by the housekeeper to the bed in the bedroom, he woke up when he heard a knock on the door, and had a cracking headache, indicating a serious lack of sleep time.
This is a feeling that has never been experienced in the real world.
After lying on the bed for less than five minutes, Huang Dan changed his dressing gown and went to the bathroom to wash.
The gramophone in the living room played old songs, babbled, the sound quality was full and pleasant, and each sound contained the unique charm of that era.
Huang Dan spit out the toothpaste foam, turned on the faucet and rushed. He listened to the old song and heard a different feeling than before. It was as if life was placed in a huge vessel, impurities would settle down, and the rest were pure crumbs. s things.
When Huang Dan went out, the record of the phonograph was changed, and it became a foreign ballad.
Song Min went to buy vegetables in the early morning and came back to make breakfast. He was very good at both Chinese and Western. He would read a copy of the day's newspaper and wait for ten minutes before calling someone.
Every day.
Huang Dan has never liked egg whites since he was a child. There are two egg yolks on his plate, a bowl of millet porridge, several plates of delicious side dishes, and a stack of steaming crab roe buns.
Song Min found that the youth's spirit was not very good, and he looked absent-minded, "Master, do you have something on your mind?"
Huang Dan didn't hide it, and admitted frankly, "Yes."
Song Min made a gesture of listening.
Huang Dan pushed the small half bowl of porridge forward, put down his chopsticks and asked, "Have you ever liked anyone?"
Song Min suspected that he heard it wrong, "Huh?"
Huang Dan wiped his mouth with the veil, and he just started to pinch and change one, "For so many years, in my memory, I have never seen you invite friends or relatives to your home, nor have I seen you have any relationship with the outside world. Too much contact, you are always alone, will you be lonely?"
Song Min said, "No."
Huang unilaterally looked over, "Why?"
Song Min lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, his face serious and rigid, "Because there is a young master."
Huang Dan's eyes fell on the man's white temples, "When I was studying, I went to school during the day, and when I came back for a meal, I went to the study to stay, either reading or doing questions, and after graduation, I went to work during the day, and just had a meal at night. Going to the study room and dealing with my own affairs on the weekends, we have very little time to spend the rest of the day."
Song Min said, "Enough is enough."
If it was Huang Dan, who had never experienced transmigration, he wouldn't even ask, because he didn't know what loneliness was, and he didn't care about others, but now that he asked, he couldn't understand the answers he heard.
Song Min's voice did not fluctuate, "Young master has someone you like?"
Huang Dan didn't hide it this time, he nodded, "Well, I have someone I like."
Song Min's eyelids fluttered and fell again. He seemed to be an old father, worried that the child who grew up in his palm would be deceived and hurt himself, "Then she likes the young master?"
Huang Dan said, "He also likes me."
Song Min raised his eyelids again, but did not drop them, but stopped on the side of the young man's face, "Consensus is a rare fate, the young master can find a time to invite someone to the house."
Huang Dan stopped talking.
Song Min said, "If the woman is inconvenient, the young master can wait for a while and mention it when there is a suitable opportunity. Don't let the other party have any discomfort during the time with you."
woman? Huang Dan's brows moved, "He's just like me."
Song Min asked, "Master, what did you say?"
Huang Dan smiled, "I like a man."
Song Min's pupils shrank a little. He didn't know if it was because of the smile on the young man's lips or because he liked men.
Huang Dan did not continue this topic, because he found it to be of little significance.
This is like talking about a dream, no matter how detailed the description is, it cannot be dragged into reality.
After a short silence, Song Min has returned to normal. He stepped forward, Yu was about to clear the table, and the young man's voice was in his ear, "I'll come."
Huang Dan found that the man didn't move, he felt novel, "Are you in a daze?"
Song Min asked, "Young master has never mentioned who he likes, when did he know his sexual orientation?"
Huang Dan rubbed his fingers a few times. If you look at the real world, it is the road from the community to your home. It must be counted in the past world, which is a few lifetimes ago.
"I know what you're suspecting, you can't be wrong."
Song