When the assistant arrived, in addition to bringing the medicine, he also took care of the things he had been asked to do last time.
He bought a house in Cloud-Hidden Town, behind the Yue Lao Temple, not far from the town and not too far from Qiguan Yuan's old detached house.
However, it is obvious that Yuanyuan does not usually live in the Yue Lao Temple.
He bought the house because he had insomnia. During the few days he spent at the Yue Lao Temple, he discovered that he could fall asleep and thought it was because of the good feng shui of Cloud-Hidden Town.
It was later discovered that it wasn't a feng shui issue.
It's a matter of Yuanyuan.
He can fall asleep when Yuanyuan is by his side. When Qiguan Yuan isn't around, he comes back when he can't sleep.
So he probably won't be living in that house anymore.
He preferred to stay with Yuanyuan rather than stay in town.
Every minute I spend with Qiguan Yuan is more effective than any sleeping pill.
Even if being with Yuanyuan doesn't alleviate his insomnia, he still wants to be with Yuanyuan.
That house was only a compromise, a step back, Yuanyuan didn't agree to him staying there in the future.
Qiguan Yuan led him through the outer courtyard, past the moon gate, and down the narrow wooden corridor.
The wooden railings on both sides were still the same color, and the paper lanterns on the roof swayed in the wind.
Reaching the end of the corridor, Qiguan Yuan turned a corner in the opposite direction from the pavilion and pushed open a door.
This is his main house, where he usually lives.
Qiguan Yuan went inside, with Pei Yubai following behind him.
The main house is very large.
Upon entering, you'll find a room resembling a living room, elegantly furnished.
There was a painting on the wall, depicting a landscape. The ink was very light, and it was not clear which mountain it was.
However, Pei Yubai guessed from the outline that it should be the mountain where the Yue Lao Temple is located.
It must have been drawn by Yuanyuan herself.
Below the painting is a long table, on which sits a slender-necked porcelain vase, empty of flowers.
Next to the case was a desk with several sheets of paper spread out on it, bearing Qiguan Yuan's handwriting.
Pei Yubai glanced at the few pages of paper but didn't go over to look at them.
A huge screen stands in the very center of the living room.
The frame is made of wood, with silk cloth stretched across the middle. The cloth is painted with flowers and birds, and the painting is very detailed.
Behind the screen was a moon gate. Passing through the moon gate led to Qiguan Yuan's bedroom.
Qiguan Yuan walked in front, with Pei Yubai following behind, as they passed through the moon gate.
The bedroom is bigger than the living room.
There was a tatami mat by the window, covered with a plain-colored cotton cushion. On the cushion was a tea table with a set of white porcelain tea utensils. Next to the teapot was an empty cup with a faint tea stain on the inside, clearly indicating that it had just been used.
Qiguan Yuan walked to the couch, picked up the tea table, and placed it on the low cabinet next to it.
The teacups were placed there casually, and one of them gently swayed, making a soft clinking sound.
He straightened the cushions on the tatami mat, then sat down on the edge of the mat and looked at Pei Yubai.
"How long can you stay here?" Qiguan Yuan asked him.
Pei Yubai took the bag off his back and placed it on the floor beside the tatami mat.
He straightened up and looked at Qiguan Yuan, Qiguan Yuan slightly, waiting for his answer.
Pei Yubai said, "I can only stay until tonight. My flight is at dawn, and I need to get to the film set."
I finally got to see Yuanyuan, and we only exchanged a few words before I could only stay for such a short time.
Pei Yubai had another idea: he might as well just cancel the production.
He was considering how much the penalty for breach of contract would be.
Qiguan Yuan looked at him but didn't say anything more.
His memory has not fully recovered, but he can recall some details of his time with Pei Yubai during these days.
But not many.
Scattered and scattered.
Let's talk about it again in a few days when my memory returns.
He glanced at the bag Pei Yubai had placed on the floor; it was black and bulging, and he wondered what was inside.
"What is that?" Qiguan Yuan raised his chin slightly.
Pei Yubai squatted down and unzipped the bag.
The bag was packed full, with several neatly folded changes of clothes on top.
He pulled his clothes aside, revealing something wrapped in a plastic bag underneath.
He opened the bag, revealing jars of medicine inside. The jars were white porcelain, sealed with wax, and labeled with the names of the medicines and their uses.
It's exactly the same medicine that Zhou Wenyuan brought last time.
"The medicine." Pei Yubai: "You left in a hurry last time, and I didn't have time to have you bring the medicine back."
He took the medicine jars out of his bag and arranged them neatly on the low cabinet beside the couch, with roughly equal spacing between them.
Qiguan Yuan watched his actions and felt a little itchy to interrupt.
That's how Yun Yin is; everything has to be neatly arranged.
However, Qiguan Yuan always manages to disrupt things in various ways.
After arranging the items, Pei Yubai straightened up.
Qiguan Yuan withdrew his gaze, a thought flickering in his mind.
Actually, his back hasn't been hurting much these past few days.
The pain wasn't unbearable before, and he didn't usually pay much attention to it.
He just gets lazy whenever he's in pain and doesn't want to do anything.
However, Pei Yubai couldn't bear to see Qiguan Yuan in pain, even if he only saw it twice, it still pained him.
These past few days, he's been constantly thinking about whether Qiguan Yuan is hurting.
Qiguan Yuan lowered his eyes, and only raised them after a while.
Pei Yubai had already stood up straight and was looking at him.
Qiguan Yuan's gaze slid from his face to under his eyes. There was a faint bluish tinge there, but it was barely noticeable unless you looked closely.
It was only when Qiguan Yuan touched his face that Pei Yubai eyes.
It's obvious he didn't sleep well.
Qiguan Yuan stood up from the edge of the couch, walked to Pei Yubai, reached out his hand, placed his fingers against Pei Yubai's eyes, and gently pressed his thumb against the skin under his eyes.
"You're tired, Pei Yubai."
Pei Yubai wanted to say he wasn't tired.
But after thinking about it, I decided not to say anything. What if Yuanyuan gives him some kind of benefit?
Qiguan Yuan withdrew his hand, turned around, stepped onto the footstool beside the couch, and got onto the couch.
He bent down and moved the tea table to the other end of the tatami mat, freeing up a large space on the mat.
He casually grabbed a cushion, placed it in the middle of the tatami mat, patted it, and laid it flat.
Then he turned to look at Pei Yubai: "In that case, why don't you take a nap?" Qiguan Yuan's voice wasn't loud, and his tone was as casual as usual. "I'll stay with you, Pei Yubai."
Pei Yubai looked at him. Qiguan Yuan leaned against the couch, his white inner robe contrasting with his silver hair. His outer robe was draped casually over his shoulder, his belt was loose, and his collar was open. He looked languid.
He looked around for a moment, then took off his shoes and got onto the couch.
The cotton cushion on the tatami mat was of moderate softness and firmness, and after being sun-dried, it had a dry, warm smell.
He lay down on the cushion that Qiguan Yuan had placed there. The moment his body touched the couch, he smelled the fragrance of Yuanyuan surrounding him, and his bones felt as if they had been softened by something.
Qiguan Yuan sat down beside him and looked down at him.