Please don't repay the favor

On the Ching Ming Festival in City A, it was raining lightly again.

Linmu Cemetery is the largest cemetery in City A. In the cemetery with the highest cemetery price, a slender and handsome young man is holding a bunch of wilting chrysanthemums and standing in front of a tombstone, looking at the chrysanthemums. The packaging must have been randomly picked from irresponsible peddlers at the entrance of the cemetery.Because every Qingming Festival, there are many hawkers selling flowers and banknotes gathered near the gate of the cemetery, and the flowers they sell are basically reused from the cemetery, so those who buy flowers from them will carefully Pick bouquets with full petals.

Qi Si's beautiful phoenix eyes stared at the happy couple smiling brightly in the photo, and a hint of sarcasm gradually appeared in his eyes.

"Mom and Dad, I'm here to see you." Qi Si squatted down slightly, put down the bouquet in his hands casually, and took out a brown handkerchief from his pocket to wipe the rain-stained photos.

"They all said that you are kind-hearted and have supported so many families with children. In the end, whether it's your death day or Ching Ming Festival, I'm the only one who came to see you." Sneered twice, as if thinking of something wrong With good memories, Qi Si suddenly stood up and waved towards the tombstone, then turned and left without a trace of nostalgia.

When passing by the trash can, Qi Si threw the handkerchief into it without any hesitation. That neat action made people completely unbelievable that the handkerchief actually had a five-figure price.

"It's raining heavily during the Qingming Festival, and passers-by are dying..." Hearing the voice of a child reciting poems, Qi Si raised his eyes and commented on the cuteness of a little boy.

"Mom, that brother over there is so beautiful!" The little boy who recited the poems felt Qi Si's gaze, stared at Qi Si curiously for a long time, then pulled the adult's hand, pointing at Qi Si boasted.

The little boy's mother looked in the direction her son was pointing at. The young man's eyebrows were raised, his pale pink lips were slightly pursed, his facial features were exquisite, male and female were indistinguishable, and there was a bit of arrogance in his glazed eyes. friendly.

"How old are you so you don't know how good-looking you are, let's go, it's time to bow to your grandpa." The boy's mother felt deeply about Qi Si's expensive outfit.There was a little wariness.

"Mom, can I give my umbrella to my little brother?" The little boy was very pitiful when he saw Qi Si walking alone in the rain without an umbrella.He couldn't help asking his mother, but the boy never thought that his children's umbrella was not suitable for an adult like Qi Si.

Now the boy's mother became a little angry: "He looks like a child of a rich family, maybe it's a whim, what do you care about him."

The little boy curled his lips when he was murdered, stopped talking, gave Qi Si a reluctant look, and obediently followed his mother away.

Qi Si heard the conversation between the mother and the son over there. He put on a contemptuous smile, straightened his back, and walked towards the exit arrogantly, not caring about them at all.

Some people are always inexplicably prejudiced against the rich, but the mother guessed right, Qi Si is indeed the child of the rich.

At the entrance of the cemetery, a luxury car drove out of the parking lot. People who don't know how to drive saw the car's license plate with the number six, and knew that the owner of the car was very expensive.

"Young master, why have you stayed in there for so long, and you still don't let us send you an umbrella?" A gray-haired old butler got out of the car and looked at the old butler. The old butler looked at Qi Si with eyes full of A deep concern.

Obviously Qi Si's feelings for the old housekeeper were very unusual, and there was a smile on his serious face the whole time.

"Butler Liu, hurry up and get in the car. You obviously have rheumatism, and your knees hurt when it's rainy, so come with me." Qi Si glanced at the driver next to him, and the driver immediately stepped forward to open the door and asked Butler Liu to get in the car.

In the cemetery on Qingming Festival, no matter how many cars there are, they can only move forward slowly like a snail. Through the car window, Qi Si looks at many people who abandon their cars and walk, feeling a little annoyed.

"Butler Liu, go back first. I have an appointment with a friend. It's been rainy these days. Remember to go to Uncle Li for acupuncture." Qi Si quit the software for checking the weather, opened the car door, and planned to leave on foot.

Before he got out of the car and took two steps, Qi Si heard Liu Butler's voice.

"Young master, you should at least bring an umbrella."

In the end, Qi Si was still under Steward Liu's sight, held up an umbrella, and walked down the mountain without haste.

Qi Si was born in a family of merchants, his parents were both in business, no matter how rich they were, they were always flying all over the country, and Qi Si's grandpa and grandpa died early, and he was always surrounded by housekeeper Liu accompany.

Now that his parents are gone, Qi Si doesn't bother to listen to anyone except Steward Liu.

Due to lack of exercise, Qi Si was out of breath when he walked to the side of the unblocked road at the foot of the mountain, and his white forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat.

He took out his mobile phone and checked the time. He was already 10 minutes late, so the two of them should be in a hurry.

Just as he was thinking, He Yufei called.

"Young Master Qi, where are you? The position is reserved, and you are the only one missing!"

"Right now." After finishing speaking, a sapphire blue sports car drove towards the direction where Qi Si was standing not far away, and stopped in front of him.

The people who got out of the car called Qi Si respectfully, young master, and handed over the car keys.

The cemetery is in the suburbs, and there is an auction about five kilometers away from the cemetery, which is where Keith is going.

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