The male protagonist has a crush on this seat's vest

The little monsters immediately chirped and told him that they hadn't moved and were just waiting for him to see for himself.

Qi Yan nodded.

As soon as the little monsters heard that he wanted to see it, they immediately led him graciously, and called some other monsters to move the box down together.

They moved quickly, and quickly moved the several large boxes received in the corner to Qi Yan, opened the lid and waited for him to check.

Qi Yan crossed his arms and glanced over casually.

Cang Jiuyun used to be an unattainable person to him.

Treat him as lowly as nothing, even won't give him a look.

But right now all of Cang Jiuyun's personal belongings are taken by him, like boxes of trophies, declaring a change in status between them.

The box was full of exquisite small items, but they hadn't been sorted and tidied up properly. It seemed that Li Wushuang brought them out in a hurry.

In order to please his noble suzerain.

Qi Yan raised the corner of his lips lightly, and sneered.

But it does look exquisite and good-looking, and Qi Yan doesn't mind decorating his appearance with trophies.

He instructs the little monsters to take out all those things for him to see. If they look good, they will choose a place to put them, and if they look bad, they will find a storage room and throw them over there for shelving.

After searching for a while, Qi Yan's gaze was attracted by a dark brown spot in the corner of the box.

……what is this?

Qi Yan frowned when he saw it.

Putting that thing together with the small objects next to it seemed out of place.It's a bit like... a piece of broken wood.

Although only one corner is exposed, it can be seen that it is very rough, which is not like what a person like Cang Jiuyun would have.

Qi Yan immediately stopped the actions of the little monsters, and took a step forward to take out the thing himself.

It's really cutting wood.Although the outside is painted with thick paint, it can also be seen that it is primitive and crude.

There is something carved on it, but because it is really rough and has shrunk over time, it can only be seen vaguely as a crooked, extremely abstract figure.

Qi Yan watched its pupils shrink suddenly, its hands trembled, and its face showed fear.

He immediately turned around to look at the base, and saw a word crookedly engraved underneath: Cloud.

Cloud...Brother Fang...

This is the broken wood he used to practice many years ago when he wanted to make something with his own hands for Brother Fang.

At that time, his knife skills were extremely poor, but he couldn't help but want to give Brother Fang something quickly, so he practiced day and night, hoping to get it out soon.

At that time, a senior sister even ran over to laugh at the things he made were too ugly, shabby, and cheap, and there was no way to give them away. If he received them, he would just throw them away.

He listened, although he didn't say anything on the surface, but he deeply believed in it in his heart.

Worried that Brother Fang would dislike him, he never mentioned this matter once.

...Besides, at that time, he threw away those logs casually, and never sent these unrefined things out with his own hands.

But why is it placed here, together with these exquisite little objects?

At that time, he carved the word "cloud" on the bottom of each piece of wood, and each one was as rough as this one, and because there were too many carvings, he suddenly saw it now, and couldn't tell which one it was for a while.

What exactly is going on?

Qi Yan felt that he had lost his composure. Seeing that the little monsters were staring at him with big eyes blinking, he immediately waved them to leave.

Qi Yan covered the box by himself, sat on top of the box, staring at the rough piece of wood in a daze.

In any case, now that this thing reappeared in front of him, there was only one possibility: that was that Brother Fang picked it up somehow.

——Maybe it was because I saw him secretly carving something in advance, and saw that he lost it casually, so I followed it curiously.

After picking it up, maybe because I saw the word "cloud", I thought it was a gift for myself, so I accepted it, painted it carefully, and placed it close to my body.

The things he discarded casually were treated with care by the other party.

Qi Yan could almost imagine Brother Fang's smile when he saw the ugly work when he picked it up.Then he patted it lightly, and took it away without hesitation.

Thinking of this, Qi Yan thought of the way Fang Yun was half leaning against a tree, looking at him smiling with his arms folded.

Gentle and lazy, like an agile and warm big cat, as if all the good qualities are gathered in it.

It seems to be emitting a gentle light in the dark night.

And that gentle call that he was all too familiar with in the past: "Qi Yan".

That was his most beautiful and best dream throughout his youth.

It's a pity that I can't see it anymore, or hear it anymore.

He could no longer turn his head and saw that person, and then with a bright smile, he happily ran over.

You can't throw yourself into that person's arms and act like a baby.

It's all gone.

nothing more...

How beautiful the memory was at that time, it seems so ironic now.

Qi Yan really couldn't understand, how did Cang Jiuyun pretend to be that warm and beautiful to come to see him?

Qi Yan really couldn't figure out what kind of scene it would be when Cang Jiuyun looked at this simple and precious wooden carving.

What the hell is he thinking?

Qi Yan was in a daze, thinking again about the thought that popped up suddenly when he was looking at Cang Jiuyun, but he didn't dare to think about it.

If he was a little more daring, and said something more to Brother Fang, even if he expressed a little bit of love, wouldn't it be so painful now?

As long as he gets a little bit of response, maybe he won't be like what he is now...

Cang Jiuyun is really vicious.

He told a lie, but he didn't want to lie to him for the rest of his life.

Qi Yan froze for a moment, took out a dagger from his sleeve, and sculpted it bit by bit according to the gentle eyebrows in his memory.

To complete the unfinished masterpiece of the year.

Now his skills have improved by more than a little bit, and soon he carved out the beautiful appearance of Fang's brother in his memory.

After Qi Yan finished carving, he swept away the sawdust and put the dagger back.

...What exactly was Cang Jiuyun thinking?

Qi Yan sat on the box and stared at the wood carving all night without saying a word.

At dawn the next day, Qi Yan suddenly crushed the wood carving with one hand.

Although this piece of wood was well maintained, it was just a piece of mortal matter, and he cracked it with a little force, and then shattered into powder.

Qi Yan raised the corners of his lips, and laughed at himself: If you carve it out now, who can you give it to?

Give it to Cang Jiuyun?

He stood up and jumped off the box, clapping his hands.

It's time to see Cang Jiuyun.

Fang Yun woke up in the middle of the night.

As soon as he woke up, he felt a strange discomfort all over his body, and the pain there was even more unbearable.And because I couldn't find a suitable posture because I was tied up, I felt even more uncomfortable.

But for some reason, my mind is not as chaotic as before.

Fang Yun quickly remembered what happened before.

That is not a dream.

The temperature of the skin-to-skin contact at that time seemed to be still burning him at this moment.

There was a little monster watching over him, and when he saw that he woke up and asked for water, he went to fetch water, and brought some food along the way.

But for some reason, she didn't dare to approach him. After feeding him two sips of water, she ran away, only daring to stare at him from a distance.

Not to mention untying the rope for him or something.

Fang Yun felt that he could not touch the wound by lying on his side, which was not bad. If he moved too much, he should not expect these monsters to help him change his position, it would only make him more uncomfortable, so he stayed up all night.

When Qi Yan walked into the room, he saw Cang Jiuyun lying on the couch with a pale face, gritted his teeth.

He chuckled lightly and greeted, "Sect Master Cang."

As soon as Fang Yun heard this indifferent tone with a touch of ridicule, he immediately remembered what happened yesterday and shivered suddenly.

Seeing that pretending to be asleep was no good, Fang Yun opened his eyes and looked at the other party as calmly as possible.

Qi Yan walked to the side of the couch, bent down and raised his hand to pinch his chin, looked left and right, and said with a sneer, "I don't know if Sect Master Cang has anything you want to ask me or talk to me today?"

Skin to skin touching again made Fang Yun think again of Qi Yan who hugged him from behind yesterday, mercilessly assaulting him.

And the cold words in the other party's mouth at that time: "Seeing that you are not good, I feel great. Isn't it Brother Fang?"

Whispering with that ear: "Are you happy?"

Fang Yun's complexion instantly became paler.

At this time, Qi Yan's whole body was extremely gloomy and gloomy, and he couldn't find the slightest trace of the past at all.

The cold Fang Yun shivered.

"I……"

Fang Yun spoke hesitantly, but quickly lost his words.

In the absurd scene yesterday, although he didn't fully remember what Qi Yan said, but one sentence still seemed to linger in his ears: I wanted to do this to you a long time ago.

I'm thinking about it in my dreams.

Fang Yun wanted to ask what this meant, but he didn't ask.

"Huh?" Qi Yan raised his eyebrows, "Does Sect Master Cang want to ask your Dharma protector?"

Fang Yun pursed his bloodless lips and said nothing.

Seeing that Fang Yun did not deny it, Qi Yan suddenly became unhappy again.

He tilted his head, wiped Fang Yun's lips vigorously with his fingertips, and laughed: "Sect Master Cang is really a passionate person."

He squeezed Fang Yun's chin, and said viciously: "If you fall into my hands, you are all my playthings. I want you to live so that you can live. You have time to think about your good guardian, so why not think about you Myself. If you please please me, maybe I can make you live more comfortably. "

He stared coldly at Fang Yun for a moment, and seeing that the other party didn't react too aggressively, he slowed down his gaze a little, wiped the corner of Fang Yun's lips and said, "Isn't Sect Master Cang always good at disguising? He wants to pretend to please me, It shouldn't be too difficult for you."

Fang Yun understood the meaning implied in his words: Didn't you pretend to be a gentle and good brother before?I didn't see it after lying to me for so many years.

It's better to put it on now.

If you please me, I will tell you that not only will you not die, but your life will be better than now.

These words pierced through Fang Yun's heart and lungs like an ice spear, and a burst of coldness pierced through his heart.

In his opinion, the current self is probably already so bad.

Fang Yun's lips trembled, and he didn't speak for a long time.

Seeing that he should not respond, Qi Yan did not act as expected, pretended to smile, touched his face, and took the initiative to say something to regain the old feeling.

He straightened up with a sneer, and took out the bell from his sleeve.

Fang Yun understood that he wanted to torture himself again.

Especially since he was already physically unwell at this time, and if he was tortured a little more, he could force himself to react.

Qi Yan took out the bell and tapped it with his fingertips.

Accompanied by a crisp sound, he didn't see Cang Jiuyun moaning like in the past, twisting and struggling desperately, with an emotional look of dissatisfaction.

In fact, Cang Jiuyun didn't react at all except his face was slightly red.

Something unexpected happened, Qi Yan didn't react for a while:?

Fang Yun sneered in his heart, having fun in the midst of bitterness: Labor and capital ethics are gone.

Will labor and management be afraid of your broken bell?

Ha ha.

Thinking of this, he also sneered, and cursed hoarsely: "Stupid..."

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