A Qi

This year's summer seems to be extraordinarily long, with the croaking of frogs and the sound of cicadas venting the heat of summer over and over again, at noon, Ah Qi was free and took a nap under the big tree.Sitting under the shade of a tree was very hypnotic, Ah Qi fell into a deep sleep after a while.

Until Qiu Guan's voice buzzed in his ears like a mosquito, "Ah Qi, Ah Qi..."

Only then did Ah Qi lazily open his eyes, his mind was still in a state of confusion, and in his misty eyes, he saw Qiu Guan who was dressed very coolly.With a tube top and trousers, and a thin figure, she looks like a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl who has not yet grown up.

"Over there in the lobby, right now mom is handing out watermelon and plum juice, hurry over there."

The sweet watermelon is full of juice after one bite, and the sour plum juice, just thinking about it, the mouth is full of saliva.Ah Qi was greedy, "Does everyone have a share?"

"Everyone is queuing there, maybe if you go late, you won't be able to line up."

Ah Qi got the news and hurried to go.Watermelon, he hasn't eaten yet.

The scorching sun is shining on the head, and the air is full of stuffiness. Even the beauties who are ecstasy can't get rid of the scorching heat. Officials, rich and distinguished guests would rather stay at home and guard the underground "Qingliang Palace" in this weather. Two or three maids came around to shake fans... So there were almost no guests at noon, so it was no wonder that Aunt Mei was being kind and gave them something to eat.

Chunrui naturally despises these low-level things, and usually follows Ling Gongzi, and the rewards are much more delicate than these things. Now she can't stand the dense crowd in the lobby, so she goes to the kitchen, from the kitchen Take the iced white fungus soup in there, go up to give Master Ling a taste, and go to the fire.

Walking outside the door of the wing-room, Chunrui was afraid that Mr. Ling was taking a nap, so she stopped outside the door, listening carefully, but didn't hear anything, so she had to soften her voice and call carefully——

"Young Master Ling."

The people in the room immediately gave instructions, "Come in."

At this moment, An Rong was reclined on the couch reading a book, and his eyes never moved away.

Chunrui put down the small blue and white porcelain bowl by herself, and said in a crisp voice, "Young Master Ling, it's really hot at the moment, and my servant has chilled some white fungus soup. Try it, it's refreshing."

"Yeah." He was still staring at the book without lifting his eyelids.

"After a while the ice cubes melted, and the icy taste was lost."

"Go down."

"The slave girl goes down first, remember to eat." After working for a while, sweat was dripping on her forehead, Chunrui wiped off the sweat with her hand, not forgetting to remind An Rong to save him from suffering, "Mr. Don't go to the lobby, there are people all over the place, and my mother is handing out watermelon and plum juice, it's very noisy."

Unexpectedly, such an unintentional sentence caught An Rong's attention, and his eyes finally moved away from the scroll in his hand, "Wait a minute."

Chunrui retracted the foot she stepped out, turned around and waited respectfully for their young master's order.

"You just said that the bottom is full of people? Is the turtle slave... and the maids there?"

Chunrui is so smart, how could she fail to notice the obvious pause between words, her eyes paused for a moment, and then she said, "Yes, they are all there."

"I see, you go down."

Chunrui closed the door and left with the tray, her eyes full of vicious glare.

An Rong had no intention of reading, and felt restless in his heart. His feet seemed to be disobedient, and he kept trying to go downstairs, pacing back and forth in the room. After a long time, An Rong changed into a clean white shirt, facing the After observing in the mirror for a long time, he slowly went downstairs, and the disorientation just now was swept away on his face, leaving only aloofness and indifference.

After a while, Aunt Mei caught sight of An Rong who was strolling towards her with her sharp eyes, so she waved a palace fan with a pattern of hundreds of butterflies and flowers, and walked over with twists and turns, "Oh, Hualing, it's such a hot day. , the lobby is very stuffy, why did you come down?"

An Rong smiled, "The room is also very stuffy, come down and look around." His eyes glanced at the person in the lobby, but he didn't see that person, and his heart sank, as if a basin of cold water was poured over his head to the feet.

"Mom, I'm looking around, you're busy." Nodding, it was a polite farewell.

After turning around a lot, I finally found the man in the yard of the firewood house. He was sitting under the shade of a tree, holding a corner of watermelon, staring at it helplessly, but refused to eat it. His tongue was licking around his lips. Hungry, but still not mouthful.An idea suddenly came to An Rong, he wished he could buy all the watermelons in the city for that person to eat. After realizing this, An Rong's heart skipped a beat, obviously startled by the weird thoughts just now.

Ah Qi's attention was all on this corner of the watermelon, and he didn't notice An Rong a few feet away at all. It wasn't until the watermelon in his hand was knocked to the ground that he saw An Rong in white, tall and straight. Standing in front of him, looking down at him.

Just drop it, Ah Qi really doesn't have the strength, and he doesn't have the guts to argue with the person in front of him, he's too afraid of death.

Ah Qi stood up, lowered her head, and called out very respectfully, "Young Master Ling."

An Rong let out a puff of anger for no reason, he wanted to hold the man by the collar and ask him sharply: Where did you hide the former Ah Qi!But when the words came to his lips, it became—"I knocked out the watermelon." The tone was very steady, as if he was talking about an ordinary thing.

But Ah Qi heard a deliberate taste from these words, he knew that this person did it on purpose, suddenly there was a burning sensation in his throat, stuck in his throat, probably because he caught a cold last night, Sore throat.

An Rong looked at Ah Qi's slack expression, and he didn't know where his mind wandered again, and he knocked out his watermelon by himself, and he didn't even say a word.In the past, this person would have jumped up a long time ago, even if he was afraid of him, he would talk back to him a few times, instead of this indifferent servant.

It's just that what An Rong hates the most is Ah Qi's servile appearance, especially in front of him.

An Rong frowned, wanting to humiliate him, "Have you ever eaten watermelon?"

Ah Qi shook his head dumbly, "I haven't eaten it." His eyes were still fixed on the piece of melon on the ground.Over the years of coming to Changchun Hospital, including this time, Aunt Mei has given out cool refreshments for summer heat about three times.The first two times, Ah Qi didn't have that luck and didn't make it to the list.This time I finally got in line, but fell to the ground.

An Rong's eyes tightly grasped Ah Qi, trying to see through his false face and see into his bones.In the end, I didn't have the sharp eyesight to peek into Ah Qi's heart, but found that the man was very obsessed with the dropped watermelon, and his eyes were still staring at it right now.

"Haven't you eaten it?" An Rong followed his last sentence, and said harshly, "You go to bed with me, and I gave you a lot of money before and after. Why, didn't you buy one and try it?" .”

Ah Qi didn't have much reaction, thinking that An Rong wanted to take the money back, his eyes moved, and then he said cowardly, "I didn't touch the money you gave me." After speaking, Ah Qi was worried, and added He said, "I didn't move a single point."

Seeing Ah Qi's timid and timid expression, An Rong became even more obtrusive, and stepped forward.Ah Qi noticed that the black shadow covering the ground was approaching her, and was so frightened that she hurriedly knelt down.

"I'll return all the money to you." After speaking, he stood up tremblingly and wanted to go to the handyman's room to withdraw money.

"Who cares if you ask for money!"

Ah Qi felt even more desolate, he didn't want money, so what did he want.Are you still thinking about your own life?

An Rong already sensed that this person was afraid of him, and roughly guessed that it was because of the fact that she told Zhao Minglang that she wanted to kill him earlier, she sighed inwardly, and couldn't help raising her hand, wanting to pinch his face, but Ah Qi immediately Turning his head away, he looked pitiful, his expression was full of fear, those really unattractive little eyes were opening round and evasively guarding himself.

An Rong withdrew her hand that was hanging in the air, and snorted coldly, "I don't know what to do."

After saying these words, An Rong left, but stopped at the corner, leaning against the wall with his back, and quietly observed that person.

The man's expression didn't change, and his face was still the same as before. He picked up the piece of watermelon that fell on the ground, wiped off the dust and sand on the melon with his hands, and put it to his mouth. Take a big bite, it's really sweet.He cried while eating, and when he finished eating this piece of watermelon, a wry smile appeared on his tear-stained face.

People are like ants, humble like grass, Ah Qi always persuaded himself like this.Only by thinking in this way can he feel that life can go on.

An Rong fled in defeat, he didn't dare to observe that person anymore, he was afraid that if he continued to watch, he would not be able to help but hug him tightly, suppressed this thought, and hurriedly escaped from this oppressive backyard.