I picked up a ghost and took it home

In the north of Jinguan City, there is a Nanxiang Hall.During the daytime, the courtyard is deep and full of green bamboos, and it looks so elegant that people can't see where it is.At night, the red light is hung high, and the door is opened to welcome guests. There are some wealthy men in the city who come in and out.

It was twilight.Meng Zhe pushed open the door and came out yawning. The book boy waiting outside hurriedly followed, and the two walked out along the corridor full of hibiscus.When they walked outside Lifengyuan, there was a suppressed sound of beating and scolding, "Stinky boy, let you run! This time I will break your leg!"

He heard that the boss of the Nanxiang Hall was teaching the young lady, Meng Zhe didn't want to meddle in other people's business, and was about to leave, but there was a "snap", the belt used to whip people seemed to be broken.

Every industry has its own rules for training people. I heard that the owner of Nanxiang Restaurant likes to whip people the most—not with real whips, but with scraps left over from making clothes in the restaurant and weaving them into brightly colored whips. whip.I heard that there are customers who bought this whip and took it home to play with themselves.

However, even if it is not a real whip, the pain is extremely painful when it is whipped.

But he couldn't hear the call of the person who was drawn.

Meng Zhe was a little curious, who was the one who didn't know how to be beaten?He has always loved to hang out in this Nanxiang Pavilion, but he has never heard of a young lady living in Lifengyuan... Could it be a newcomer?

Lifeng Garden is exquisite. There are deep green bamboos on both sides of the yard, and only a deep red hibiscus is planted on the east side. After being watered by autumn rain all night, it is wet and surprisingly red in the morning light.

Under the hibiscus tree stood the owner of the Nanxiang Restaurant with a gloomy face. The colorful whip in Guinu's hand was broken, and he stretched it in his hand, looking to the owner of the shop for instructions.The boss went up and kicked the person lying motionless on the ground, and sneered, "Are you still running?"

The people on the ground raised their heads with difficulty, and gave the boss a cold look.

The eyes were cold, with a strong hatred, which made people's hearts secretly startled.

The boss was so angry that his hands and feet trembled, he waved his hands and said, "Beat, keep beating! If you don't beat me to death today, I don't think I'm convinced!"

Unknowingly, Meng Zhe stepped forward, raised his hand to stop Gui Nu, and said with a smile, "But I'm still a child, why should Boss Cui be so angry?"

The boss suddenly saw Meng Zhe, with a smile on his face, and sighed, "Mr. Meng, did you wake you up? To tell you the truth, this child really broke my heart. I paid a lot of money for it myself. When I came back, who would have thought that my temper would be so stubborn, that I would refuse to pick up guests... escaped three times, dragged back and beaten three times, still did not change, and dared to escape the fourth time, tell me, is this still human?"

When the people lying on the ground raised their eyes and saw Meng Che, they panicked and immediately lowered their heads.

Seeing that face, Meng Zhe was amazed for a while, and said to Boss Cui, "Then you have to teach 'slowly', if it breaks, isn't your money wasted?"

Boss Cui saw that Meng Zhe was not bad and was staring at the person lying on the ground in the rain, so he couldn't help it, so he quickly smiled and said, "Mr. He made some voices, "He came from the capital. He was originally a noble son. Later, something happened to his family and he was all sent to prison. Because he was young and good-looking, he was stolen and sold to a place far away from the emperor on this mountain." , Tsk tsk, Mr. Meng, this kid is really, except for his stubborn temper, there is nothing wrong with him in his whole body. I think he is cute after seeing it."

"Oh?" Meng Che was really interested, "Then are you still fighting?"

Boss Cui said: "Mr. Meng wants to help Ken to discipline me, so I don't care about it. I will leave it to you."

Meng Zhe smiled.

"Then I'll leave it to you." Boss Cui gave Gui Nu a wink, and the two walked out of the courtyard, then shouted at the door, "Xiao Qi, come and help your brother into the house."

A ten-year-old child tremblingly ran out from the house, crying and wiping away tears to help the person lying on the ground, "Brother Yan, are you okay..."

Boss Cui walked halfway, seemed to think of something, and hurried back and said, "Mr. Meng, there is one more thing. This kid is born dumb and can't speak, but he has a good handwriting. He can write what he has."

"Oh." Meng Zhe thought, no wonder he couldn't hear a sound.

Seeing that Meng Zhe didn't mind, Boss Cui left in peace.

The person lying on the ground supported the ground with his hands, and seemed to remember it, but as soon as he tried hard, he fell back heavily.Meng Zhe walked over, opened his sleeves and took a look. On his white and thin arm, old wounds had not healed, and new wounds had been added, densely packed, very frightening.

Meng Zhe sighed softly, and picked him up from the ground.Such a person, held in his arms, is slender and cold, so light that he is pitiful.

The room is clean and bright. I think Boss Cui wanted to give him a good compliment, but he was too disobedient, so he labeled him like this.Meng Zhe put the man on the couch, and asked Xiao Qi who timidly followed, "Is there any medicine?"

Then he said to his own book boy at the door: "Go get some hot water."

Seeing people with lowered faces all the time, refusing to look at him, Meng Zhe didn't force it, and stood leisurely on one side to persuade him, "Since you've come, you'll be at ease, why be so stubborn, with your looks, you'll surely be able to live a couple of years." Happy New Year."

Xiaoqi came to the front holding the medicine box, Meng Che sat down next to him, reached out to untie the skirt of the person on the couch, the person on the couch pressed the skirt suddenly, and dodged backwards.Meng Zhe withdrew his hand and said with a broken smile, "In that case, I'll leave first and come to see you when I have time."

Meng Zhe asked the book boy to put hot water on the table, walked outside, and waved to Xiao Qi.Xiao Qi ran to the yard, and asked timidly, "What are your orders, Master?"

"What's his name?" Meng Zhe glanced at the window.

"Young Master, my brother's name is Yan Qi." Xiao Qi replied obediently.

"Peaches and plums don't say anything, and you will make your own way." Meng Zhe said with a smile, "It's a good name. You serve him well, and you can come to Meng's mansion to find me if you need anything."

Xiao Qi agreed, then raised her head and asked, "Which Meng Mansion?"

Meng Zhe smiled helplessly, raised his hand and flicked Xiao Qi's bewildered forehead, "Which Meng Mansion is there?" He stopped talking, turned around and walked away with a smile.

Inside the window, Yan Qi heard Meng Zhe walking away, then let go of his hand on his chest, and raised his snow-white face.

Xiao Qi ran into the house, soaked the handkerchief with hot water, untied Yan Qi's skirt, saw the layers of wounds on his body, cried and said: "Brother Yan, if you can't run away, don't run away anymore. .”

When the wound was touched, the pain was excruciating, Yan Qi couldn't help trembling, and nodded.

In the evening, the lanterns of Nanxiang Pavilion are hung high, and it becomes lively again.

People came and went in the front yard, and the music was loud, especially lively.The backyard is less crowded and quieter.Yan Qi was drenched in the rain last night and was beaten again. Although he took medicine, he had a fever during the day.Xiaoqi frightenedly went to see Boss Cui. Although Boss Cui was impatient, he knew that Meng Zhe was interested in Yan Qi, so he didn't dare to neglect him, so he asked someone to invite a doctor.The doctor's money and medicine money were naturally on Meng Zhe's head.

In the middle of the night, Yan Qi's fever subsided, and when he woke up, he saw Xiao Qi lying on the bedside and fell asleep, the front yard was still noisy, and there was a patter of rain outside the window.Yan Qi raised his hand to cover Xiao Qi with his clothes, then lay on the pillow and lost his mind, when he heard the sound of wet footsteps outside the courtyard, he frowned slightly, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

"Is it still burning?" Meng Zhe asked as he entered.

"I retired at night." Boss Cui smiled apologetically, "I also asked you to go there yourself."

"It's okay, I just have time tonight." Meng Zhe walked to the bed with a smile, and touched Yan Qi's forehead with his cool hand, which made Yan Qi tremble.Boss Cui asked people to take Xiaoqi out with a wink, and said flatteringly: "Mr. Meng, if you have any other orders, I'll let people prepare them."

"No need, I'll ask someone to pick it up if necessary." Meng Zheyan couldn't understand what Boss Cui had specially ordered someone to invite him, so he smiled and said, "Tomorrow morning, ask someone to go back with me to pick up the silver."

"That's good, I won't bother you. If you have something to do, ask someone to call me." Boss Cui walked out of the room quickly, closed the door, and the sound of footsteps disappeared.

Meng Zhe sat down by the bed, and touched Yan Qi's forehead with his hand again, Yan Qi was shocked by the ice again, Meng Zhe laughed out loud, "Are you still pretending to be asleep?"

Only then did Yan Qi slowly open his eyes, and buried his head in looking at the sky-blue satin mattress on the bed, ignoring Meng Zhe.

Meng Zhe was not annoyed, and went to the window to have a look. The rain was getting heavier, so he closed the window and asked with a smile, "It's dark and the road is slippery. Will Mr. Yan take me in for a night?"

Yan Qi's eyes trembled slightly, but he didn't answer.

Meng Zhe walked to the bed, raised Yan Qi's face, and stared at it carefully.

Yan Qi couldn't meet Meng Che's probing gaze, and desperately tried to turn his face away, but Meng Che's chin was gripped tightly, and he couldn't dodge it at all. He felt a little humiliated for a moment, and his eyes gradually turned cold.

Seeing his expression, Meng Zhe let go of his hand, and sighed softly, "It is indeed a pity that such a person who is like ice and snow has fallen here." He straightened up and said gently, "Well, you should rest well. ,I go first."

Meng Zhe was about to leave when he suddenly realized that someone was pulling his sleeve.

He looked down at the hand that was holding him, it was white and thin, and looked powerless, he couldn't help but sigh: "What do you mean?"

Yan Qi still didn't look at Meng Zhe, but only stared at the curtain beside the bed, but he didn't let go.

Meng Zhe seemed to understand, smiled and said, "Don't worry, since I paid the money, even if I don't stay here, Boss Cui won't let you pick up other guests."

Although Yan Qi looked cold, his fingers clenched even more tightly.

Meng Zhe turned around and sat down beside the bed, stretched out his hand to pull Yan Qi, and sat in his arms easily, looked at Yan Qi's face and asked, "Do you want me to stay or leave?"

Yan Qi lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, and frowned slightly.Still no reply.

Meng Che looked at the wrinkled and cold face of the man in his arms, and said helplessly, "Appearance is the second most important thing, but with your face, if you meet someone else, you will be beaten again." He reached out and touched Yan Qi's forehead, "It's not hot anymore, I'm quite tired today, let's go to bed early."

Yan Qi nodded.

Finally gave an answer.Meng Zhe couldn't help laughing, leaned over and kissed Yan Qi's fair side cheek.Yan Qi suddenly stiffened.Meng Zhe didn't do much, he put the stiff Yan Qi on the bed, and asked gently, "Do you prefer to sleep inside or outside?"

Yan Qi lay down on the bed, pulled up the quilt - buried his whole face in the quilt, and covered it tightly.

Meng Zhe took off his coat and turned off the lights, leaving only the one in the corner of the room, and the room suddenly became dark. He put down the curtain, sat on the bed and pulled the quilt in Yanqi's hand, and said with a smile, "Give me some quilts. "

After pulling several times, Yan Qi let go of his hand. Meng Zhe looked at his face, which was especially bright in the dark, and his breath was stagnant. moment to lie down.

It was Yan Qi who came up and buried his face in Meng Che's arms, his body seemed to be shaking slightly.

Meng Zhe was slightly startled, put his arms around Yan Qi's shoulders, looked at the dark top of the tent, and sighed softly, "Go to sleep." After he finished speaking, he really fell asleep sleepily.Yan Qi listened to his heartbeat until dawn.

It was twilight.The bookboy whispered outside the door: "My lord, it's getting late, let's go back home."

Meng Zhe woke up slowly, and was about to sit up, only to find someone in his arms. He put Yan Qi aside, and found that Yan Qi's hand was still tightly clutching his skirt.Meng Zhe was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and opened Yan Qi's fingers, got out of bed, put on his clothes, walked straight to the door, yawned and left with the book boy.

Yan Qi slowly opened his eyes in the tent, looking at his empty fingers, his eyes were filled with sadness.

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