I picked up a ghost and took it home

Under the plum tree, there was a gust of snow wind.

When Han Yi learned that Yan Qi was a man, he was stunned as if possessed by a demon.

Meng Zhe felt uncomfortable for a while, and said to Yan Qi with a quiet face, "Is there any food left? Han Yi and I rushed here, but we haven't eaten yet."

Yan Qi looked at Xiao Qi, and Xiao Qi hurriedly said: "There are more! Mr. Meng and Mr. Biao, come in quickly."

Han Yi looked at Meng Zhe with difficulty, and then at Yan Qi. After a long time, he came back to his senses and asked incredulously, "Cousin, why is 'she' a...a man? Could it be that..."

Meng Zhe raised his hand to put it on Han Yi's shoulder, but suddenly withdrew it. He frowned and comforted him, "Don't think about it, it's just a pastime, don't take it seriously."

Xiao Qi ran away in a hurry to prepare Meng Zhe and Han Yi's lunch, but when she heard Meng Zhe's words, her heart suddenly felt sore, and she turned her head to look at Yan Qi.

Yan Qi stood expressionless, the snow fell from the plum tree in the wind and fell on his neck, and he remained motionless.

Han Yi stood with his head buried for a while, glanced at Yan Qi with an inexplicable expression, and then said sullenly, "I'm hungry."

Meng Zhe breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand and patted Han Yi's shoulder cautiously, and said softly, "Come in, let them prepare some more of your favorite food."

Han Yi seemed to be happier now, glanced at Meng Zhe, lowered his head again, and complained softly: "Why didn't you say you like men earlier."

Meng Zhe smiled bitterly, but did not answer.

For a while, Xiaoqi was busy preparing food, Han Yi looked around in the room, Meng Zhe followed Han Yi with a long sigh, and Yan Qi sat under the window as if no one was there, pouring himself a drink.

Han Yi secretly looked at Yan Qi, and asked softly, "Cousin, isn't he talking?"

Meng Zhe didn't want Han Yi to ask too many questions about Yan Qi, so he simply said, "He's dumb."

"My God!" Han Yi became more interested, "Cousin, so you have such a hobby!"

"...It's not a preference, it's just some fate." Meng Zhe said vaguely, and he couldn't explain why he and Yan Qi started, why it took so long, why they haven't separated yet, and he still stood up for Yan Qi Qi redeemed himself... Sometimes when he thinks about it, he feels inexplicable, he must be bewitched.

After the food was set, Meng Zhe and Han Yi sat down at the table, Meng Zhe asked Xiaoqi, "Does your brother still eat?"

So Xiao Qi ran to the window to ask Yan Qi.Yan Qi shook his head.Xiao Qi then ran back to the dinner table and passed on a message: "Young master, my brother won't eat."

Han Yi asked in surprise: "Cousin, is he not only dumb, but also deaf?"

Meng Zhe was embarrassed for a while: "No, he can hear, but he doesn't like to talk to people."

"...It seems that cousin dotes on him very much." Han Yi said inexplicably.

"..." Meng Che didn't know what to say. He couldn't talk about pampering Yan Qi, but he couldn't lose his temper. After a long time, the two of them got used to getting along so coldly, but last night when he came back, Yan Qi suddenly took the initiative It took him a while by surprise.But depending on the situation, today's Yan Qi has returned to his former Yan Qi.He changed the subject: "He plays a good piano, don't you like it the most? Let him play it for you."

"Okay." Han Yi picked up the fish with chopsticks, took a bite absent-mindedly, and looked at Yan Qi.

Meng Zhe looked at Xiaoqi, "Go and hold the guqin."

Xiaoqi ran to the corner of the room, carried the guqin on the table, put it on the kang table in front of Yan Qi, and whispered: "Brother Yan, play a song for us."

Yan Qi held the wine glass and looked at the lyre in front of him expressionlessly.For a moment, Xiao Qi's heart ached, fearing that Yan Qi would throw Guqin out in a fit of anger.But Yan Qi was silent for a moment, then handed the wine glass to Xiao Qi, smiled with lowered eyes, and put his finger on it.

It's a new song that I've never heard before, even Xiao Qi has never heard it before, it's a little melancholy, a little melancholy, but it's very nice, listening to it while eating, Xiao Qi secretly feels that it's a waste.

Meng Zhe knew that Yan Qi was good at playing the piano, but he didn't expect that he could play it so well at his fingertips.

The food that Han Yi caught in the chopsticks fell back, he jumped up from the dining table, ran to Yan Qi, and asked excitedly, "What song is this, it's so good!"

Yan Qi glanced at Xiao Qi, Xiao Qi hurriedly went up to take Qin away, went to the desk to get a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and put it in front of Yan Qi.Yan Qi dipped his brush in the ink, and was about to write, but suddenly stopped, and glanced at Meng Zhe.

Meng Zhe's heart tightened when he saw this emotionless look.

Yan Qi has already started to write quickly, and the strokes of the pen are careless and unrestrained, and he wrote a poem drippingly:

Forever and forever, this hatred is endless.

After finishing writing, he ignored the astonishment on Han Yi's face, got up, and walked out of the room coldly.

Meng Che watched Yan Qi walk past him without turning back, and wanted to reach out to grab Yan Qi, but his fingers only touched the corner of his clothes. He stood up involuntarily, and when he saw the poem on the table, he felt a strange feeling in his heart. excruciating pain.

Seeing Meng Zhe's expression, Han Yi sat back at the dinner table and said suddenly, "He's really an interesting person."

Meng Zhe was in a state of confusion and did not answer.

Han Yi said: "Cousin, can you lend him to me for two days?"

Meng Zhe was startled: "Lend you... for two days?!"

Han Yi rested his chin and said, "I'm so curious about him, I want to spend two days with him and try it out."

"No." Meng Zhe said decisively.

"Why not?!" Han Yi asked back, "Cousin, you clearly said that he is just a 'pastime', how much do you care about him, and you won't lend him to me for 'pastime'?!"

Meng Zhe frowned and said, "Anyway, no."

Han Yi stared at Meng Zhe, and suddenly smiled lightly: "Don't you want to?"

Meng Zhe was stunned by Han Yi's look, and his momentum weakened, "I can give him to anyone, but I can't give him to you."

Han Yi slammed the table, jumped up and yelled: "Why, why can you play with men, but I can't! Why can't you like women well, why...you like men!"

Meng Zhe looked at Han Yi's red eyes, took a deep breath, and was speechless.Han Yiteng stood up, walked up to Meng Zhe, and asked condescendingly, "Do you dare to do to me what you did to him?"

Meng Zhe was startled and angry, and said in a deep voice, "Don't talk nonsense, you are my younger brother!"

"Then what do you want to do?" Han Yi stared straight at Meng Zhe.

Meng Che clenched the hand hanging by his side, stood up and walked outside.Han Yi rushed forward, hugged Meng Zhe from behind, choked up and said, "Meng Zhe, if you can like men, can you stop treating me as your younger brother?"

Meng Zhe stood blankly for a while, took Han Yi's hand away, and said weakly, "If you want to stay, you can. I'm leaving today."

He walked out of the room, without looking at Yan Qi who was standing on the porch, and said calmly: "Han Yi stays here for the past two days, you take good care of him."

After Meng Zhe left, the room was dead silent. Xiao Qi was dumbfounded and couldn't believe what was happening before him, but Han Yi sat down on the ground, buried his face in his sleeve, and remained motionless.

Han Yi raised his red and swollen eyes until it was dark, and Yan Qi slowly entered the room. Xiao Qi moved his stiff body, silently lit the lamp, and removed the cold food from the table, busily busy .

Yan Qi continued to sit in front of the couch and drink.

Han Yi stood in the middle of this strange room, frowning at Yan Qi.

Xiaoqi finished packing the food, stood at the door of the house, and asked Han Yi timidly, "My cousin, what would you like to eat tonight?"

Han Yi asked hoarsely, "What does Meng Zhe eat here?"

"Young Master Meng doesn't care about any dishes." Xiao Qi said.

"Then feel free." Han Yi walked to Yan Qi's side, reached out his hand and lifted Yan Qi's face, frowning and staring at it.Yan Qi held the wine glass in his hand, with a blank expression on his face, allowing Han Yi to look at him unscrupulously.Seeing the light-colored hickey on Yan Qi's neck, his eyes lit up with anger, he pushed Yan Qi back, and pushed him down on the couch.

Yan Qi fell down, still holding the wine glass in his hand, the glass tilted, and the cold wine spilled out and splashed on him.

Han Yi stared at those hickey marks bitterly, pulled away Yan Qi's skirt, saw the traces of joy|love left on his fair skin, and laughed angrily: "Ha, what a Meng Zhe, what a Meng Zhe... "He kissed along those marks, with tears and hatred in his eyes.

Yan Qi looked at the dark roof indifferently, motionless, as if the person Han Yi kissed and caressed was not him.

Xiao Qi entered the door with the food, was stunned by the scene in front of him, and tears overflowed from his eyes.

He didn't dare to cry, and went back with the food, and knelt outside the door trembling.

It was Han Yi who kissed halfway, and suddenly hugged Yan Qi and cried loudly, "Why am I his younger brother, why am I not you, why am I not you..."

Yan Qi's mouth curled into a beautiful smile.

"I never thought that he would like men. From marrying a wife to having a child, he never hesitated. He never stayed outside. I never thought that he hid it so well. I never thought that he liked men...never thought But he was lying to me... He clearly knew that I was treating him..."

Two days later, as soon as Han Yi left, Meng Zhe came.

Xiao Qi had never seen Meng Zhe's face so dark before, she was so frightened that she wanted to stop her: "My lord..."

"Get out." Meng Zhe said coldly, staring at Yan Qi who was sitting on the couch drinking.

Xiao Qi was so frightened that she cried out, and went out to close the door.Meng Zhe asked in a deep voice, "Han Yi...have you touched him?"

Yan Qi didn't seem to hear, just drank by himself.Meng Che grabbed the jug, threw it out with a clang, raised Yan Qi's face, and asked again in a deep voice, "Did you touch him?"

Yan Qi raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a provocative smile.

Meng Zhe came up to the ground angrily, stared at Yan Qi, and said in a hoarse voice, "How dare you...I don't even want to touch his finger, how dare you..."

Yan Qi looked indifferent.

Meng Zhe hated his expression the most, and said with a sneer, "It seems that I have been too polite to you, and I have completely made you forget your identity!" He picked up Yan Qi, threw him on the bed without mercy, grabbed his Yan Qi's chin, and then asked: "What did you do?"

Yan Qi's face was cold, and he tried to push Meng Zhe away.Meng Zhe slapped him over, Yan Qi's cheeks became red and swollen, and a trace of blood came out from the corner of his mouth.The two stared at each other with angry expressions, neither of them would budge.

Yan Qi suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth, smiled again, and said in a hoarse, almost silent voice, "I... whoring... him."

"...Only you, you deserve it!" Meng Che hated it to the extreme, cursing hoarsely.

Although he scolded, it seemed like something was missing in his heart, his eyes were red, and tears flowed out.

Xiao Qi was outside the door listening to the commotion inside, pushed the door open in fear, saw the commotion on the bed, was so frightened that she jumped up and hugged Meng Zhe's arm, crying, "My lord, don't talk to Brother Yan like this, don't be like this... ..."

Meng Zhe waved Xiao Qi away, pressed Yan Qi on the bed, tore his clothes with a sullen face, Xiao Qi got up with trembling calves, and wanted to stop Meng Zhe, Yan Qi struggled to raise his face, and made a gesture to Xiao Qi. Gesture: "Get out."

Xiaoqi stood in the middle of the room and cried loudly.

Yan Qi gestured again in pain: "Get out, don't look at me."

Only then did Xiao Qi run out, crying and closing the door.

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Well, don't be a supporting role in other people's stories, you will be sad to death.

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