The days when I was forced to be a magic stick

The building of the Shuai Mansion is a small western-style building that combines Chinese and Western styles. It covers a large area and has a swimming pool and garden.

The stage was temporarily built in an open space. In the open air at night, the surrounding scenery is good and the temperature is cool.

When it was Lan Ting's turn to come on stage, the helper raised the opening curtain, he walked up the steps to the stage, and quickly glanced at the situation below the stage.

Half were men in green military uniforms, and half were young women in different clothes. He guessed that Young Marshal Qin had invited his subordinates, and those women were family members brought by his subordinates.

Lan Ting didn't take a closer look, and threw herself into the play, pulled her cuff to cover half of her face, opened her lips and sang softly.

He is also afraid of making mistakes.

Fortunately, things went smoothly, listening to the applause from the audience, regardless of what they were thinking, Lan Ting saluted as a character.

Then he took a curtain call, handed over the stage to others, and went backstage to remove his makeup.

Usually he is the big axis, basically the last one to appear on the stage, but this time due to the request of the handsome mansion, Lan Ting's performance order has been advanced a lot, and he is in the middle.

After taking off his makeup, and the outside performance was not over yet, he hesitated whether to wait or leave first.

"Is Lanting there?" A strange man's voice came from outside the door.

Lan Ting appeased the others in the backstage, and walked to the door by himself. The person looking for him was a tall and thin young military officer, who looked strange to him.

Of course, he was unfamiliar with everyone in Shuai's residence.

"That's me, what do you want me to do?"

The officer glanced at him and quickly lowered his head, "Young Commander, please go over there."

Young Marshal Qin?Lan Ting was surprised, the two of them didn't meet each other, what did Young Marshal Qin ask him for?

"I don't know, why is the young commander looking for me?" He wanted to find out some information.

"You knew it in the past." The officer didn't say much.

Young Marshal Qin is invited, he will definitely go there, I just hope it is a blessing and not a disaster.

Lan Ting explained to the people in the team, asking them to tell the team leader where he was going, and then left behind the officer.

The surrounding environment was very strange, Lan Ting didn't know where the officer was going to take him, the sound of the music became farther and farther away, and gradually could not be heard anymore.

At this time, he began to carefully recall the information about Qin Jiu, and Xiao Ai had nagged in his ear.

Marshal Qin has no heirs, and Qin Jiu is the marshal's adopted son. The other party joined the army at the age of ten, fought with the marshal everywhere, and started to be alone at the age of 15.

Thirteen years have passed, Qin Jiu is now 13 years old, and he has made countless military exploits.

Thirteen years of military career have allowed him to grow from a boy to a man. What's even more rare is that Qin Jiu is not just a reckless man who only knows how to march and fight. His cultural attainments are also not low.

Some people saw that the other party could talk to foreigners fluently.

And he and Qin Jiu are people from two worlds, apart from being orphans, they have almost nothing in common.

He has been bumping around since he was a child, and has been handed over by human traffickers several times. He has been running around to make money as long as he can remember. Finally, Banzhu Shi found out that he has a good voice, so he settled down.

Because of her childhood experience, Lan Ting is particularly persistent in a stable life.

Just like this time, if it wasn't that he couldn't stay in the original place, he wouldn't leave at all.

"Here we are," the voice of the officer pulled Lan Ting back from the quiet surroundings.

The officer stopped and stepped aside, "The young commander is waiting for you inside."

In front was a small western-style building with an open door, brightly lit inside.

Lan Ting tidied up her emotions, straightened her untidy clothes, and walked in calmly.

A tall man stood in the hall with his back facing him. The well-fitting military uniform outlined his vigorous and straight figure, with broad shoulders, narrow waist and long legs.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he shot at Lan Ting sharply, like a ferocious beast.

Lan Ting was taken aback by his gaze.

After recognizing the person, Qin Jiu's face softened, but Lan Ting didn't notice.

"Young Marshal Qin, are you looking for me?"

Qin Jiu raised his eyebrows, looking in a good mood, glanced at the sofa, "Sit."

This voice is somewhat familiar.

There are too few words, Lan Ting can't remember for a while.

He had heard some deeds of Young Marshal Qin, knew that the other party was not a person who caressed about human life, and had a good impression of him, so he was not worried that he would be in any danger.

Lan Ting found a place to sit down, and saw Young Marshal Qin approaching with his long legs, then bent down and poured him a cup of tea.

"I heard you don't like coffee."

"Thank you." Lan Ting still couldn't recover, he really didn't like the bitterness of coffee.Just how did the other party know?

After taking a sip of tea, he suddenly remembered, "It's you!"

Just as Qin Jiu said a few more words, Lan Ting remembered, wasn't this the person who rescued him that night?

Because of singing, he is very sensitive to voice.

"Well, it's me." Seeing the shocked look on Lan Ting's gentle face, Qin Jiu hooked the corners of his lips.

The man in front of him suddenly changed from the rumored young marshal Qin to the man in the darkness that night, so Lan Ting's mentality also changed from awe at the beginning to embarrassment now, after all, that kind of thing is not glorious.

But Qin Jiu didn't mention it much, which made Lan Ting relax.

The two started chatting, most of which were Qin Jiu's questions and answers, and they were all trivial things that happened in daily life, and there was nothing that could not be said.

In the end, Lan Ting didn't understand why Shaoshuai Qin was looking for him, as if he was really just asking him for a cup of tea.

Holding the tea caddy given by the other party, he returned to the tea house with the troupe.

Putting down the tea pot, I suddenly remembered a previous conversation.

"Young Marshal likes to listen to operas?" He heard from the head teacher that Qin Shaoshuai seemed to come to their teahouse often.

Unexpectedly, Qin Jiu denied it, "No, it's quite boring, only your singing is more interesting."

What's boring, opera is elegant, obviously this person doesn't know how to appreciate it.

Lan Ting frowned, but her face didn't look angry.

In the days that followed, Qin Jiu seemed to be very leisurely. Lan Ting often ran into each other on the street, and the two chatted occasionally, and gradually became acquainted.

When he was singing on stage, as long as Qin Jiu was free, he would definitely come to the audience to support him.And Qin Jiu also likes to come to him to relax when he is tired.

He is very satisfied with the relationship between the two now.

"Lanting."

Having nothing to do, Lan Ting heard that Qin Jiu had prepared a surprise for him, Lan Ting laughed at the other party for being mysterious, but was very happy in his heart.

This feeling is out of control.

After getting into the car, the adjutant drove, and Qin Jiu sat in the back seat. He was still handsome in casual clothes today.

"Where are you going?" Lan Ting asked him.

Qin Jiu straightened his neckline naturally, "You'll know when you go."

So Lan Ting stopped asking, looked out the window and waited to reach the destination.

Qin Jiu sat in a loose posture, playing with his left hand boredly, Lan Ting's hand was very beautiful, slender and slender, from fingers to palm, he groped and stroked it inch by inch.

Lan Ting glared at him, but he was not annoyed, anyway, this person is the most soft-hearted.

The adjutant sat in the front and didn't dare to say a word, he just regarded himself as dumb and blind, and simply turned himself into an invisible person when he got there.

He can clearly see the young marshal's thoughts towards Lan Ting, and it is precisely because he is so clear that he is afraid!

Opening the car door, Qin Jiu led Lan Ting out of the car and pointed to a building not far away, "This was the other courtyard of a former royal family's son, and I bought it."

He looked at Lan Ting and smiled, "Give it to you."

"Happy birthday."

Lan Ting's heart skipped a beat, inexplicable emotions welled up in her heart, and her eyes felt a little hot.He turned his eyes away, "It's too big, what do I want to do here."

"I think it's just right. The place where you are singing is too small. I don't like it."

The three big characters of Ting Lan Yuan were hung on the gate, Lan Ting looked at it in a daze, and it took him a long time to come back and walk inside, "How do you know that today is my birthday?"

Qin Jiu took him by the hand, turning his back on the guest, "Of course I know."

Walking to a huge open space, he said, "I had someone renovate this place. You see, the location here is empty, and it's just right for building a stage."

Qin Jiu stood behind Lan Ting, holding his shoulders with both hands, lowered his head and asked him, "Do you like it?"

In that huge emptiness, Lan Ting could almost imagine himself wearing a costume and performing on the stage after it was built.

"You don't like it?" Qin Jiu was a little worried when he didn't hear Lan Ting's voice. He didn't hesitate when he did it. If Lan Ting really didn't like it, he didn't know what to do.

"I like it, of course I like it," Lan Ting turned to look at him, "I just like it too much."

He narrowed his eyes, "Why are you..." Why are you being so nice to him, even as a friend, it's too much.

"Tsk," Qin Jiu narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance, "I'm probably happy to see you happy."

I am happy and you are happy.

Lan Ting only felt her heart beating non-stop, as if it was about to pop out of her throat.

He desperately wanted to do something to relieve this sudden intense emotion.

Qin Jiu looked at the distance, thinking about how to make this place better, his handsome facial features seemed to glow in the sun, shaking Lan Ting's head a little dizzy.

He thought he must be crazy, otherwise how could he have such an idea, to think, to think...

He moved his feet, raised his head slowly, approached, and gently put his lips on Qin Jiu's chin.

Ajiu must have just shaved this morning, the stubble is hidden in the flesh, hard.

My heart beat even harder, and my face became hot, as if a fire was burning.

"Lanting." Qin Jiu called him hoarsely.

Ok.

He responded, but in fact no sound came out.

The eyes of the two met in the air, Qin Jiu's eyes were fierce, and there was some emotion rolling in his eyes, he suppressed, he controlled.

Lan Ting moved her lips, and rubbed against the corner of his mouth again.

The ferocious beast broke free from the cage completely and ran wild in its chest.

"Lanting..." He called his name in a low voice, every word made his heart swell.

"Ah."

The strings in my heart were broken.