you are my color

In the evening, after Wen Qing finished washing in the room, Yun Jiuqing hadn't come back yet.

"Little demon, where are the fragments?"

"Shards felt that being in the same room with you, too much physical contact would cause irreversible damage to your body, so she decided to sleep in the study at night."

Tut tut!How about that?

Not to mention anything else, he used to worry that the magic energy would be harmful to his body, but since his physique is different from that of ordinary people, he can definitely get it if he can.

Not to mention that he was still thinking about kissing the face and failed to stimulate, so he simply sucked up the magic energy, and then tried to wake up the general.

Putting on a coat, Wen Qing raised his feet and walked in the direction of the study.

"Host, what are you going to do?" the system asked, "Even if you call him, he won't come back to sleep."

That was a fragment of a veteran cadre.

"I'm not that stupid, and I told him to come back," Wen Qing said, "I'm going to move things and practice calligraphy."

Yun Jiuqing was sitting in the study, feeling a little restless in the yellow candlelight, always feeling a little empty.

He couldn't help but smile wryly.It's really easy to form a habit. In just a few days, I've gotten used to the existence of Qingyuan.

If he is in good health now, he will definitely be very happy to get along with Qingyuan, his younger brother.After all, who wouldn't love such a cute kid?

Unfortunately, that can only be thought about.

The sound of light footsteps coming from outside the door was a little familiar, but it didn't sound like any servant.

Yun Jiuqing flicked the book and looked up.

The door was gently opened, and a small figure poked his head in from the door. Seeing the man staring at him, he couldn't help shaking hands a little nervously, and said in a low voice, "Brother, did you disturb your reading?" ?”

The man's heart felt strangely relieved, and the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously: "No, why did you come here?"

The young man squeezed in through the crack of the door: "I think it's still early, and I can't fall asleep. I think about the key points that my brother taught me to practice calligraphy during the day, and I want to practice before going to bed."

The man stood up subconsciously: "Then you can practice here."

"No, no, no," the boy said hurriedly, waving his hands, "I, I'll just take the pen and paper and go back to the house to practice, and I won't bother my brother."

As he said that, he walked quickly to the table, took out the writing brush he used during the day, took the other supplies, rolled them up and left.

Yun Jiuqing looked at his back and opened his mouth to ask him to stay, but no sound came out.

The young man seemed to have noticed something, and when he walked to the door, he turned his head to look at him, his eyes curled up with a smile, much brighter than the candlelight: "Brother, you should go to bed early at night, don't be too late."

"Okay, Xiaoqing." The man said, but he didn't realize what he promised.

The boy smiled again, and then closed the door and left.

The man felt a little empty again, he put down the book in his hand, reached for a pen in the pen holder, and wanted to write a few words to calm his mind.

A few pens that he was used to were inserted there, but he couldn't find the right one after searching, and the restlessness in his heart became more intense.

what happened?The pen was still here just now, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye?

Yun Jiuqing thought for a while, and then vaguely remembered that Xiao Qing seemed to have just taken away that pen that he had hardly used much.

Before leaving, the boy smiled at him and told him to rest early.

But he never asked when he was going back to the house.

The man suddenly understood, Xiaoqing knew in his heart that he would not go back to sleep, and was afraid that he would stay up too late, so this was deliberately using the excuse of practicing calligraphy to let him have a good rest?

The beating heart slowly warmed up.

Actually...if he had been careful to keep his distance, he probably wouldn't have run into Xiaoqing.

But Xiao Qing would throw herself into his arms at every turn.Another voice of disapproval immediately sounded in the man's mind.

Otherwise...he went back to see Xiao Qing.

Thinking of this, he stood up.

That's it.Xiaoqing usually sleeps not very honestly, she always likes to roll left and right, or put the quilt under her body to sleep.Since the boy called him brother, he had to do his duty no matter what, helping Xiao Qing cover the quilt at night.

The voice of opposition stopped, and Yun Jiuqing stood up with peace of mind and walked out.

The lights in the inner room were still on, not at all extinguished.When the man walked in, he saw the young man lying on the desk with his little butt raised high, lying there writing with a pen.

Yun Jiuqing shook his head, walked over, and said softly, "Your posture is wrong, how can you write on your stomach?"

The young man turned his head and smiled at him, ink was on the tip of his nose at some point, which was much bigger than the spot during the day.

"It's not tiring to lie on your stomach." He said crisply.

"But this is not good for handwriting. The most important thing to learn to write is to learn to hang your wrists without shaking your hands. Many people hang sandbags on their wrists to practice handwriting." The man said.

The young man opened his mouth slightly, and looked over in surprise: "So it's going to be so hard?"

The man smiled: "If you want to do something well, how can you not endure hardship?"

The young man's mouth pursed slightly: "But it's been hard work, won't you be tired? Why do you have to make things difficult for yourself? Wouldn't it be good to live happily for the rest of your life?"

If someone else said this, Yun Jiuqing would definitely reprimand the other party for being worthless, thinking about being lazy before he even started learning, and failing to accomplish anything.

But it was Xiaoqing, the man thought of the scars on his hands he saw during the day, but he only felt distressed.

"Don't practice if you think it's hard, you won't be unhappy if you have brother here." He said, reaching out to take the pen in the other party's hand.

But the young man withdrew his hand back and sniffled: "No, I'm here to help my brother. I can't hold my brother back, let alone let him take care of me for the rest of my life."

As he spoke, he pursed his lips, hugged the stack of rice paper and thumped it to the high table, and continued to write with a stern face.

It's a pity that the determination is very good, but the reality is very difficult to be a man.

The limp characters are as ugly as they were written in the daytime.

"Brother, why are my hands shaking so badly?" The young man stared at the words just written like an enemy, no matter how he looked at them, he felt ugly.

Subconsciously, he reached out and rubbed his nose.

The small nose that was already dark became even darker.

After taking a closer look, I found that the boy's left hand was also stained with a large amount of ink without knowing it.

Yun Jiuqing took a towel from the side and wet it, and wiped his nose carefully without touching his skin.

The boy tied his hands and let him wipe it obediently.

After wiping it clean, the man put the towel aside, and then said: "It may be that you have just learned to write in the air and you are not used to it, or it may be that you are holding the pen too hard, try to adjust it yourself."

"My brother's handwriting is so good, how long have you been practicing?"

"I learned calligraphy from my master," the man said. "I started practicing calligraphy at the same time as I practiced martial arts. Writing is similar to practicing martial arts. Both require time and energy."

The young man nodded with half understanding.

After practicing for a while, Yun Jiuqing looked around, and said, "Xiao Qing, haste makes waste. Come here, you should go to sleep. Too little sleep will not grow taller."

The young man pursed his lips: "Mei Xiang said that if you don't drink milk, you will not grow tall." He made a face at the man and went to wash his hands and face.

Yun Jiuqing tidied up the things on his desk, and turned to watch the boy rushing towards the bed.The water droplets on the little guy's face were just wiped a few times indiscriminately, and a few drops dripped down the small chin.

"Come here and dry off."

"I'll do it later!" The boy said, and got into the quilt with a swish, not to mention Doriso.

The man smiled helplessly, went over to help him dry his face with a towel, and then got up to leave.

The boy poked his head out to look at him: "Brother, are you still asleep?"

"There are still a few pages of the book that I haven't finished reading, so Xiao Qing should go to bed first."

After hearing what he said, the young man showed annoyed expression on his face: "It's all because I delayed my brother, otherwise my brother wouldn't stay up so late."

"It has nothing to do with you. I was tired from reading just now, so I came to see you."

"Really? That's good." The exposed little head was relieved, obediently lay down on the pillow, and closed his eyes.

Yun Jiuqing looked at him: "Have a good rest."

"Brother, you won't stay up all night, right?" Just as the man was about to go out, a questioning voice came from behind.

"will not."

"Oh."

When Wen woke up the next day, there was nothing around him, the empty quilt on the bed was cold, and there was no trace of anyone sleeping there.

"See? You haven't been back." The system reminded him, a little worried.

Now that I can't see him face to face, how should I wake up the general?

"If he really didn't feel anything at all, he wouldn't have deliberately come back last night," Wen Qing said, "And now I don't care if he comes back or not, as long as I get the demonic energy back."

"No one can see it, how can I do it?"

"If the mountain doesn't come, it will be me, and I will go to the mountain. There is always a way."

In the following days, Yun Jiuqing seemed to hide from the young man as usual, but the young man didn't seem to notice it at all, and immediately ran to find him when there was something happy.

Seeing the boy's eyes as bright as stars, the man couldn't bear to refuse his request, so he made physical contact with him inadvertently.

After more than a month, Yun Jiuqing finally made up his mind that he couldn't go on like this.

He likes Xiaoqing and treats him as his younger brother, so he can't just let him die.Seeing that his mother was very satisfied with the deep friendship between the two as brothers, he was even more alarmed.

He never forgot that his mother wanted Xiao Qing to die for him.

Especially after he confessed to his mother that his sobriety was not due to his recovery.

In fact, Xiaoqing is a very simple boy who just wants to live his whole life in a mediocre way, without any ambitions, let alone any earth-shattering deeds.

This is the most ordinary boy who is delicious and lazy.

But he has nothing to do with him.

Maybe leaving here is the best choice.

Yun Jiuqing started to pack his luggage quietly, no one was alarmed, and he didn't intend to tell anyone where he was going.

He lied to everyone, except the system.

Xiao Yao immediately told Wen Qing what she had observed.

"What to do, what to do? Now that the fragments have escaped, you can't absorb any magic energy from the host." The system said, "Look at your little ability, for such a long time, the magic power absorbed is not even as big as a fingernail. "

"Your fingernails are as big as the palm of your hand? They are quite big when they swell up." Wen Qing said unconvinced.

"You are as good as you are at fighting with me. If you have the ability, you can get the pieces out."

"Of course it can be done, what are you in a hurry for?"

"How?"

"Do it hard!"

"..."

Wen Qing found that what he said was ambiguous, and quickly explained: "No, what I mean is, we can use the original plot to exert our strength and make something happen."

"The original plot?"

"That's right," Wen Qing said, "according to the original plot, at this point in time, the original owner is still alive, have you thought about what happened?"

The system traced along the timeline, and finally found: "The original owner went to the street today, but he met a lecherous guy who knew how to do kung fu, and was molested. Later, he revealed his identity and said he was the second son of the Yun family. The young master, Yun Jiuqing's younger brother, was able to escape."

"Yes." Wen Qing rubbed his chin and said, "Think about the hero saving the beauty?"

"Do you think the shards will appear? According to the plot, he is still dizzy. According to the current development trend, he is busy packing up and leaving. Can you guarantee that the shards will go the way you go shopping and you will be molested?"

"I promise to do so much, I'll just drag him there." Wen Qing ran towards Yun Jiuqing after finishing speaking.

The man was packing together a few things necessary for walking in the rivers and lakes, and packed them into a small bundle, when he heard eager footsteps outside.

It's Xiaoqing!

He hurriedly threw the bundle under the bed, turned around, and looked at the door as if nothing had happened.

Sure enough, the boy's figure appeared, with an excited expression on his face: "Brother, brother, shall we go shopping today?"

Yun Jiuqing was very surprised: "Shopping?"

"Yes," the young man nodded vigorously, probably because he ran too fast and too fast just now, a faint blush appeared on his jade-like white face, and a slight layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, "Sister Lan Xiang said just now, There are a lot of juggling teams here today, and they look great, shall we go and see them?"

The man originally planned to find an excuse to send the young man away, but when he saw his expectant eyes, and thought that Xiao Qing had never left the mansion since entering the mansion, he couldn't say the words of refusal.

Forget it, I have to leave anyway, it doesn't matter if I leave early or late.Let's have fun with Xiaoqing today, and it's not too late to leave tomorrow.

A half-grown child always loves to be lively.

"Then let's go now," the boy came up and took the man's hand, but he avoided it. He didn't notice anything wrong, and went directly to the table to spread a handkerchief and wrap a few pastries, "These are the things I like the most. We ate, we walked around and ate."

Sure enough, the street is very lively, with people coming and going.The young man looked here and there for a while, and from time to time he saw an opening and jumped in to join in the fun.

Yun Jiuqing didn't dare to hold his hand, for fear of contaminating him with evil energy, but she didn't dare to let him stay too far away from her.This person is really simple, a bit of a road idiot, and he has never been here before. Once he gets into a strange place, he may not be able to find his way back.

But there were too many people, the young man was not slippery, he was still by his side one moment, and ran to the corner in front of him the next moment.There were so many people in the middle, the man called him twice, the boy didn't know what was interesting in front of him, he waved at him and turned in.

Seeing that it was a small alley, Yun Jiuqing hurriedly separated and walked forward.

When he squeezed to the entrance of the alley, the boy was no longer in sight, so he walked in without hesitation.

There was no one in this alley, which was in stark contrast to the bustle of the main street.Xiaoqing didn't know what she saw here, so she turned in.

While thinking, the man quickened his pace and walked forward. After walking for a while, he finally heard voices coming from the front.

It was the boy's voice.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and his steps slowed down.

It's good that nothing happens.He was abducted by a kidnapper when he was a child. Although he was rescued by his master later, it also caused him to not be able to accompany his parents for more than ten years. Naturally, he was afraid that the same would happen to young people.

"You are not allowed to speak ill of my brother. My brother is the most powerful. Believe it or not, wait for him to come over and blow your head off!" The boy's words came clearly, but the content was not very ear-catching.

Someone is bullying his Xiao Qing?Yun Jiuqing realized this and hurriedly speeded up.

He still hasn't forgotten that the young man once said with a longing look that if he was bullied by someone in the future, he would go home and ask his brother to beat him back!

He can help the boy beat him up before Xiaoqing comes home, he is really a competent brother.Yun Jiuqing thought with satisfaction.

The boy was surrounded by three people, one of them was wearing satin clothes, holding a folding fan in his hand, it seemed that even if the weather was not hot, he wanted to be elegant.

But Wen Qing knew that this person was not really like this, the folding fan was actually the opponent's weapon.

That's right, this person is the disciple who molested Xiao Qingyuan in the original plot, until the original owner revealed his background and brought out his comatose elder brother, so that the other party retreated.

"Tsk, I'm really lucky today. If I didn't come here on a whim, I wouldn't know that there is such a superb little baby here. How about it, go back with my brother, and my brother will let you know soon, I am better than your fart." A brother who doesn’t have one is much more useful.” The man said as he took two steps forward, reaching out to touch the young man’s smooth and snow-white face.

The subordinates on both sides blocked all possible escape routes, and this little guy had no choice but to leave with him obediently.

As for the brother he was talking about?Hehe, how can a person who is powerless, even if he has a lot of money at home, compare with him?Maybe he took everyone away, and the other party hasn't realized where to find someone.

Just as the boy was about to speak, he suddenly turned his head and shouted happily to the side: "Brother!"

The man and his men subconsciously turned their heads to look, but they didn't notice that the young man suddenly lowered his body and bumped his head between his chest and abdomen.

Although he had practiced kung fu, his footwork was very loose, and he was almost hit by a somersault.The boy took the opportunity to bypass him and ran away.