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Qin Fu moved closer to him and slowly walked towards him, his eyes filled with uncontainable excitement. He said, "Master, you have always called me Afu, we grew up together, and even this surname was given to me by you."
Since the two had grown up together, it was no wonder he felt closer to himself, and he still carried the surname Qin. This clearly indicated that there was an inappropriate relationship between them; perhaps over time, feelings had developed, and after spending so long together, he no longer liked women.
Qin Feng had a look of disdain on his face. This tall man was acting in such a way that it was simply disgusting.
He continued to approach him step by step, seemingly very excited, saying, "You better stop right there. Don't think about doing anything beastly to me. I'm not the same person I used to be; I'm not interested in you anymore."
For some reason, after hearing all those words from him, the more he looked at him, the more he felt he resembled that kind of person, even his words carried a hint of tenderness.
Qin Fu also sensed something was off. He stood up and looked at his master, saying, "After this serious illness, Master really doesn't remember anything from before; he only remembers that I am called Afu."
He understood but didn't fully grasp it. He nodded; he truly did not remember. He had seen this person's past; he had crossed over from another world, which was several hundred years later!
He had even greater doubts: Was his name really Qin Feng? Was this person once called Qin Feng?
"Actually, I've forgotten my name too. Am I called Qin Feng? Is your master named Qin Feng?"
"Of course! Your master is named Qin Feng! How could a serious illness make you forget all your memories? It's not like you had a fever; Master, you have a severe cold!"
Qin Fu replied while feeling curious. This really seemed off; if someone had a high fever, it could indeed damage their brain. But this was just a severe cold.
Could a severe cold also freeze someone's brain?
Qin Feng didn't know how to respond. In any case, he had no memories of the past; he had crossed over from another world. Since he still seemed somewhat loyal to him, he would start with him to recover his lost memories.
"My memories might be temporarily unclear, so please tell me! What exactly is our relationship? When did we meet? And what about my Qin Family?"
The steward Afu felt that this was the only way. Although the master had no memories, he could tell him about their past. Seeing him like this now was much better than the weak person he used to be; perhaps things would improve further.
The master's father had once served as a county magistrate, but it wasn't a wealthy place; it was just an ordinary county. By the time he retired from office, he had accumulated some wealth and moved the whole family to Jinling for permanent residence.
At that time, the master was already five years old and had reached the age for schooling. He bought a child from a human trafficker, and that child was me, Afu. I was fortunate to become your book boy, accompanying you in your studies! I lived a life free from worries about food and clothing, which was much better than starving under the trafficker's hand!
Although I was just a servant in the Qin Residence, you treated me very well, like a younger brother. You always gave me your leftover clothes, making me feel the warmth of home. In my eyes, you are my family, and I will follow you for a lifetime!
By the time I turned twenty, most of the family's money had been spent, so you went to the capital to take the imperial examination. Fortunately, you passed and became a Jinshi, staying in Tokyo City as a seventh-rank official! Although it was a low position, at least you had established yourself in Tokyo.
As your close servant, I was also fortunate to witness the bustling prosperity of Tokyo, which was much better than Jinling. It truly opened my eyes.
You excelled in Poetry and Lyrics and could write beautiful calligraphy. This earned you the recognition of Wang Zhongshan, who was also recognized by your father-in-law.
With his recommendations, you were promoted from a seventh-rank official to a third-rank High Official. Although you didn't have much power, your salary increased several times over, and you acquired quite a large residence in Tokyo City.
You also married your only daughter! It was truly a case of gaining both talent and beauty; people outside often praised you for being young and promising, destined for great success in the future.
This year marks five years since you married your wife. In the first four years, she treated you with great respect. Although she could be somewhat willful at times, it never reached such an extreme where she treated you like a servant.
However, after her father passed away a year ago, her mood became very strange. She had important secrets of her own and became more negative and willful, venting her frustrations on the weak master. This led to the current situation.
Qin Feng listened intently, feeling as if he were hearing an interesting story about his past life.
It turned out that his stunning wife hadn't always been this way; it was her father's death that caused such a significant change in her character. Now she had become so unreasonable that it could be blamed on Qin Feng's weakness for only knowing how to absorb her anger.
If he were to marry such a willful wife who wouldn't even let him touch her, it would be better to die than to endure that; marrying a maid would be better than being with such an indifferent woman.
From what he heard, it seemed that Afu was merely his steward and could be considered family without any inappropriate relationship. However, he wanted to confirm: "Afu, we only have an ordinary master-servant relationship; there is nothing improper between us, right?"
Although he didn't fully understand, he grasped the implication of an improper relationship and quickly shook his head.
"I have a master-servant relationship with you; there is nothing improper between us."
This is much more reassuring. It seems I was overthinking it, and I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, starting to think about more things.
"That's best," Qin Feng said.
After so many years of marriage, he should have his own children by now. Why haven't they come to see him?
"What about my sons and daughters? I'm lying in bed here, and none of them have come to take a look. They must take after their mother! They treat me like a servant."
He looked on, feeling an inexplicable anger. If that's the case, he would have to teach them a lesson to show them who their father really is!
Qin Fu appeared somewhat troubled, looking at his master with confusion. He truly couldn't remember anything! His lips moved slightly, but those words seemed hard to say.
Qin Feng angrily slapped the side of the bed, making a loud sound. "My sons and daughters are just like their mother, with that indifferent demeanor, treating me like a servant. Even when I'm sick, they won't come to check on me!"
He was somewhat surprised; he didn't expect such words to come out.
Looking at his master with confusion, he hesitated to speak. "Although you have been married to Madam for five years, you don't have any children—not even a daughter—so there are no kids coming to see you."
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