I picked up a ghost and took it home

Hearing that Meng Zhe wanted to redeem Yan Qi, Boss Cui breathed a sigh of relief——

I can finally throw out this hot potato in my hand!Yan Qi's temperament, to put it bluntly, is not suitable for staying in this place of fireworks. Boss Cui was greedy for Yan Qi's face and figure, so he bought it at a huge price. If Meng Che didn't appear by chance, it must be a loss He was still worried that Meng Zhe would get tired of Yan Qi, and Yan Qi would refuse to pick up other guests. It would be a pity if he was really beaten to death. Unexpectedly, Meng Zhe was willing to redeem Yan Qi. , What a great opportunity to make a fortune!

Boss Cui is a businessman, so naturally he won't be soft on his hands, so he must open his mouth.

Hearing Meng Zhe said that he wanted to buy Xiaoqi together, Boss Cui hesitated, "The child hasn't grown yet, why don't you wait for two more years and let me see you before you buy it?"

Meng Zhe smiled and said, "You can calculate the price according to his growth. I will take the two children together today."

Seeing Meng Zhe's determined expression, Boss Cui was no longer polite, and readily quoted a price.Meng Zhe said: "Okay, let your people go to my house to get the money."

Boss Cui followed Meng Zhe obsequiously, and sent him to Lifeng Garden: "This child Yan Qi is also destined to be with you, Mr. Meng. No one else can tame him, and only you can tame him."

Meng Zhe smiled lightly and did not speak.Boss Cui saw that the flattery was being slapped on the horse's hoof, so he smiled awkwardly and stopped talking.It was quiet in Lifeng Garden, Xiao Qi was waiting at the door, Yan Qi sat in the room, calmly burned the calligraphy and paintings in his hand with the charcoal basin one by one.

Seeing Meng Zhe approaching, Xiao Qi urged: "Brother Yan, you must burn it quickly, or don't burn it, Mr. Meng is here."

Yan Qi glanced at the portraits in his hand, and simply threw them all into the charcoal basin. The flames rushed up, almost burning his fingers.Meng Zhe walked in, looked at his half-burnt face in the charcoal basin, didn't say much, and threw the deed of prostitution of the two into the brazier, and burned them together.

Meng Zhe is a frequent visitor to Nanxiang Hall, but he is indifferent and casual. He says he is affectionate, but he is also ruthless. He has never been with any young man for a long time, let alone doing such a thing as a ransom. Other people in the courtyard heard that He actually spent a lot of money to buy the one in Li Fengyuan, and he couldn't help but join in to watch the excitement.

The one in Lifengyuan is also strange, never going out, never socializing with others, I heard that he is often beaten for running away and being disobedient, unexpectedly, he was lucky enough to climb up to Mr. Meng.

Yan Qi was wearing a plain robe, standing in the snow coldly, as if blending into the snow.He let the others watch, let Xiao Qi stand on tiptoe, fasten his cloak for him, and then walked towards Meng Zhe who was waiting at the gate of the garden calmly.Meng Zhe raised his hand without saying a word, and grabbed Yan Qi's cold hand.

Yan Qi frowned, trying to pull it out.Meng Zhe tightened his grip, not letting go.

Boss Cui watched this scene dumbly, and immediately understood that his flattery just now really hit the horse's hoof.He looked at Yan Qi with an apologetic smile: "Yan Qi, don't you want to take anything? If you like anything in this garden, you can take it away."

——Anyway, it was Meng Zhe who spent the money.

Yan Qi kept a cold face and didn't look at Boss Cui.

On the other hand, Xiao Qi held his own little burden and said timidly: "Boss Cui, Brother Yan said he won't take it."

Boss Cui stretched out his hand and pinched Xiao Qi's face. Although he was a little bit reluctant, he still gritted his teeth and let go: "Go, take good care of your brother, and you will surely have a good life in the future."

Xiao Qi smiled contentedly, "Thank you, Boss Cui."

It snowed all night outside.

There is enough charcoal in the house, and it is as warm as spring.

Meng Zhe's panting sound could be heard from the hanging tent.

Yan Qi lay on the bed, struggling in pain, trying to escape.Meng Zhe held him down and pulled him back|down.

The two of them were sticking together with sweat profusely, but they both felt that the distance was very far away.Meng Zhe turned Yan Qi's face hard, and asked with frowned eyebrows, "So you hate me so much? Does being with me cause you so much pain? Huh?"

Although Yan Qi was covered with sweat and tears, his expression was silent.

Meng Zhe couldn't get angry, seeing Yan Qi's expression, a strange pain surged in his heart for no reason.He let go, slumped and buried his face in the back of Yan Qi's neck, rubbing gently.

Yan Qi stopped struggling and became quiet.

There was a soft "pop" in the charcoal basin.

Yan Qi woke up in a daze, and found that the man on his body had fallen asleep beside him. He sat up tiredly, looked at Meng Che silently for a while, and dragged his limp body to get out of bed, but Meng Che suddenly reached out and grabbed him. He, in a deep sleep, subconsciously called out a name: "Ziyun."

Yan Qi suddenly froze by the bed, as if he had been hit hard, his face was snow-white, but there were tears in his eyes.

"Yeah." He answered softly in his heart.

The snow continued for several days, and it was the New Year's Eve in a blink of an eye.Meng Zhe was busy with business and family affairs, and others couldn't make it through, so he sent some brushes, ink, calligraphy, paintings and musical instruments one after another.The people who came to deliver them didn't talk much, they put down their things and left, and there were no letters or oral messages.

For a while, it seemed easy to leave.Yan Qi thought.

Xiao Qi, like presenting a treasure, keeps taking things from Meng Zhe, trying to make Yan Qi happy.

Yan Qi looked at Xiao Qi, gestured and said, "What are your future plans?"

Xiao Qi looked blank: "Of course I follow Brother Yan, wherever Brother Yan goes, I will go there."

Yan Qi sighed softly, and gestured, "If Meng Zhe drives me out of here in the future and I'm homeless, what will you do?"

Xiao Qi was stunned: "Why would Mr. Meng drive brother Yan out of here? Mr. Meng likes brother Yan very much."

"..." Yan Qi stopped explaining.

As the night got darker, the courtyard door suddenly opened, and Meng Zhe, who had disappeared for many days, came in through the snow.

Yan Qi was sitting on the couch idly playing the pipa, when he heard the movement, he pointed.

Xiao Qi happily ran up to help Meng Zhe change his clothes.Meng Zhe glanced at Yan Qi on the couch with a smile, and asked casually, "Why don't you play it anymore? It sounds just right." He took off his snow-soaked coat by himself, and said to Xiaoqi, "Go to boil the pot of wine, the courtyard The plum blossoms in the corner are in full bloom, and I will go to enjoy the plum blossoms on snow with your brother in a while."

Xiaoqi went out happily.

Meng Zhe casually threw the wet clothes on the chair, walked over to Yan Qi and sat down.Yan Qi saw that there was still some melted snow on his hair, so he raised his sleeve and wiped it for him.Meng Zhe was startled, staring at Yan Qi's face.Yan Qi frowned slightly, turned his face away, and retracted his hand uncomfortably.

Meng Che was surprised for a while, and then laughed: "I haven't seen you for a few days, what happened, why are you suddenly gentle with me?" With a faint sound, he leaned closer and asked softly in Yan Qi's ear, "Did you miss me?"

Yan Qi's spine stiffened slightly, and he dodged to one side.

Meng Zhe pulled Yan Qi's arm to prevent people from running away, and kissed him tenderly.Yan Qi's eyes were hot, and he thought tremblingly, I can't go, I can't go, I can't go.

The two kissed passionately together, and Meng Che was slightly surprised, remembering the first night with Yan Qi, Yan Qi had been so passionate, and then for some reason, his face was always frozen.

Xiao Qi carried the flagon and entered the door, seeing the two rolling on the couch, blushing with embarrassment, hurriedly retreated and closed the door.Hearing the movement, Meng Che whispered in Yan Qi's ear, "Are you enjoying the plum blossoms?"

Yan Qi grabbed Meng Zhe's skirt, panted lightly, and shook his head.

Meng Zhe was kind and generous, and said with a smile, "I won't reward you." He hugged Yan Qi, put him on the bed, opened his clothes, and kissed him carefully.Yan Qi looked at the top of the tent with dazed eyes, and thought helplessly, that's it, let's be together like this.

The wind and snow outside the window got bigger, and with a "creak", the snow crushed the dead branches and fell to the ground.

The fragrance of plum blossoms is faint.

Inside the tent, there is a scent of warmth and softness.

On the second day, it was the first day after the snow, but it was freezing cold.

It was twilight.The book boy stood outside the house and whispered, "Master, it's getting late, go home."

"No." Meng Che answered in a half-asleep and half-awake state, turned over, and hugged Yan Qi who was lying on the bed in his arms. He rubbed his face against Yan Qi's head and fell into a deep sleep again. .

The book boy stood outside the door and sighed softly, muttering: "If you don't come back at this time, something will happen."

Xiao Qi staggered up from the ground, rubbed her sleepy eyes and asked, "Brother, what happened?"

"It's a big festival. If the master knows that the young master stays out all night because he hangs around your brother, your brother will die."

Xiaoqi shuddered and woke up completely.

At noon, Meng Zhe got up, opened the curtain, and found Yan Qi sitting under the window drinking, he got up with a smile, walked over to Yan Qi, hugged Yan Qi, and said softly, "Give me a drink."

Yan Qi glanced helplessly at the people around him, but poured a glass of wine docilely, raised his hand to feed it to Meng Che's mouth, and Meng Che drank it with Yan Qi's hand, watching the change so much with surprise on his face. Yan Qi smiled and said, "Good wine."

Yan Qi smiled silently, put down the wine cup, and gestured to Xiao Qi who was beside him: "Serve Meng Che to get dressed, he should go."

After listening to the book boy's words, Xiao Qi spent the morning in fear, finally waited until Meng Zhe got up, and when Yan Qi spoke, he hurriedly stepped forward and said, "My lord, Xiao Qi will wait for you to change and go home, it's getting late."

Meng Zhe still didn't want to leave, so Yan Qi gestured to Xiao Qi, "Please come back when he's free."

Xiao Qi hurriedly translated: "Young master, my elder brother said that we will come back when you are free."

Hearing what Xiao Qi conveyed, Meng Zhe looked at Yan Qi in surprise, seeing that Yan Qi acquiesced, he felt an indescribable feeling of strange joy in his heart.

Although he was reluctant, he still stood up and said with a smile, "Then I'll come back when I have time."

After Yan Qi and Xiao Qi had lunch together, they went to the yard to look at the plum blossoms.

An old plum tree whose age cannot be seen, with withered branches slanting across, but clusters of crimson flower buds piled up on the branches, not many blooms yet, but crystal clear snow is accumulated, which does not have a fresh and cool taste .

Yan Qi tiptoed off a branch and handed it to Xiao Qi.

Xiao Qi held plum blossoms, sniffed them up to the tip of her nose, and asked with a smile, "Brother Yan, which vase should I put in?"

Yan Qi thought for a while and was about to answer when someone came in from the front yard.

I only heard a young man walking and saying: "Cousin, so this is the place where you hide your new sister-in-law, if I hadn't lied to you this morning to hide it from your uncle, you would still refuse to bring me to meet her. "

Meng Zhe was impatient: "You insisted on coming, there is nothing to see, it's just a pastime."

"What's 'pastime', tell me how many times you don't go home at night?" The young man scolded, saw Yan Qi under the plum tree, trotted forward, with a surprised face: "It's you, new sister-in-law .”

Meng Che always knew that Yan Qi had a cold and unreasonable temperament, so he couldn't help following, and frowned, "Han Yi, don't talk nonsense."

Han Yi, on the other hand, stared at Yan Qi for a while, as if he suddenly noticed something, he reached out to touch Yan Qi's throat, after only touching it, he screamed out: "Man, man... man?!"