The flowers on the Moshang slowly return

At the gate of the key high school in city b, a tall boy was leaning against a bare plane tree, with his right foot on the ground and his left foot on the tree trunk, leisurely smoking a cigarette.

He has a small crew cut, black hair standing upright, eyebrows flying into the temples, and he is very heroic.He was wearing a black motorcycle style leather jacket, black casual pants, and a very flamboyant big red scarf.

He looked down at the ground, occasionally raised his head to look around the campus, and from time to time met the eyes of a girl who was peeking over, but he didn't mind, and smiled generously with the corner of his mouth curled up.

His face was a little green, the sharp-edged outline and tough facial features showed his manly side again, his smile had a kind of ruffian air, reminiscent of street gangsters, but because of his handsome facial features Added a bit of chic and handsome, which immediately made the girls blush.

One leg was numb, another leg was changed, and this was repeated three or four times. Three cigarette butts were lost on the ground, and the cigarette in his mouth was suddenly snatched away, and a familiar voice came to his side: "Why are you smoking again? Little How many times have I told you not to learn well at a young age, don’t throw cigarette butts around.”

Wen Ziqian was wearing a school uniform, a black turtleneck sweater with a white background, a royal blue woolen suit, and a loose mid-length down jacket over his head.Black trousers on the lower body, with a narrow waist and long legs, the young man with a long body is handsome and suave.

"Pick up the cigarette butts and throw them into the trash can." Wen Ziqian commanded in an orderly tone. He was used to commanding when he was a child. Even if Qin Cang left Wen's house later, he would not be able to change his master's habit of giving orders for a while.

"Forget, forget." Qin Cang was also used to his tone, smiled and bent over to pick up the cigarette butt, threw it into the grass in the distance.

Wen Ziqian: "..."

In three years, the kid from back then has grown like crazy. At the age of 17, he has grown to 1.8 meters three.

Wen Ziqian is not short at all, and he is 1.7 meters tall. With his body proportions, he is not inferior to a tall man of 1.8 meters from a distance.

In the first few years Wen Ziqian could still look down on this kid, but since last year, he found that this kid was already as tall as himself.

I haven't seen him in the past four months, and this kid raised his head again, and he wanted to look up at him.

"What did you eat?" Wen Ziqian frowned, and said with a little disgust: "Since you went to Master Qin's place, you have grown waist fat and round hips. You're a fool, don't learn if you're good, what kind of cigarettes do you smoke at such a young age?"

It's like an old man training his son.

Qin Cang opened his eyes wide and grabbed his hand and stuffed it from the collar, retorting: "Fat waist and round hips? Just kidding, touch, eight-pack abs."

Wen Ziqian dragged his hand back, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Outside, what are you doing?" He tilted his head, and the roots of his ears were a little red.

"Besides, I have a fat waist and round hips, so I'll let you touch my firm butt." Qin Cang patted his prickly hair, turned sideways and even patted his buttocks to demonstrate to him.Wen Ziqian felt ashamed, so he hurriedly lowered his head and walked forward. There was a "haha" laughter from behind, and Wen Ziqian murmured in his heart: The bigger the fuck, the more I can't control it.

"What are you running for?" Qin Cang pressed his shoulder to make him stop.

Wen Ziqian grinned in disgust, frowned and said, "If you continue to be so out of shape, I won't talk to you anymore."

"Okay, okay, okay." Qin Cang waved his long arms, put the motorcycle cap on Wen Ziqian's head, took his schoolbag and fixed it at the rear of the motorcycle, stepped on the motorcycle with his long legs, turned his back to him and said : "Yes, the lesson is, I promise not to smoke in front of you next time, is that okay? Come up when you calm down, my young master."

Wen Ziqian smiled imperceptibly, stepped onto the scooter, rubbed his hands, not knowing where to put them.

"Hold me, I'm driving fast, be careful not to fall on you." Qin Cang said.

Wen Ziqian frowned: "You are underage, do you have a driver's license? Why are you picking me up today? Where's Uncle Wang?"

"Wen Er didn't know why he was going crazy today, so he insisted on asking Uncle Wang to pick him up. Wen Er did it on purpose, knowing that you were going back today, I think his skin is itchy again, so I will scratch him when I find time next time. Wen Er The Lord is biased, and Uncle Wang can't help it. Uncle Wang asked me to pick you up. I haven't seen you for four months. I miss you so much. I will take you to my place to see my new skills. "

Qin Cang looked sideways at his neck exposed under the helmet, a section of snow-white skin, and his slightly protruding Adam's apple trembled slightly because of swallowing, and couldn't help thinking: A good-looking person even has a good-looking Adam's apple.

He looked at Wen Ziqian's slightly pale skin, only to feel flustered by the cold, so he took a piece of scarf and put it on him, leaving the other piece around his neck.He started the car, and when he bent forward, Wen Ziqian had to lie on his back.

Even through the helmet, he could still feel the boy's fiery body temperature, like a fire in the cold winter, dispelling the damp and cold air around him.

Wen Ziqian quietly clung to the young man's back, and put his hands into the young man's pockets. Sure enough, the pockets contained body temperature, which warmed his cold, numb fingertips. Bai Hai slammed into his heart with a "bang", only thinking that it would be great if time stayed at this moment, but he forgot to ask himself why?

When I was young, all my feelings were so pure.

The locomotive was speeding on the highway, shuttling through the traffic, with an inexplicable excitement that made people's blood boil.

Youth, maybe it's time to indulge, 19 years old is coming, he is about to enter the adult world, Wen Ziqian thought, his cheek pressed against the boy's strong back, and he hugged his hands tighter.

He and Qin Cang have been together for three years.

In the past three years, Qin Cang's experience can be described as thrilling.The first turning point in his life was meeting Wen Ziqian, and the second turning point was meeting Master Qin.

Master Qin was Wen Yuanhang's old partner back then. When the two of them were in the rivers and lakes, they were brothers who licked blood.But later, Wen Yuanhang made friends with many politicians, laundered his identities and assets, and became one of the largest real estate developers in the country, while Master Qin was still in the underworld, escorting his brother.

Almost all the high-end clubs in City B are under Lord Qin's control.

To talk about the relationship between Qin Cang and Master Qin, we have to talk about two years ago.This fearless brat beat Ji Hanzhi during a banquet.

At that time, Wen Yuanhang became furious and dragged this ignorant bastard into a dark room and gave him a hard pump.When Wen Ziqian knelt outside the door and kept begging for mercy, Master Qin stood aside.

At that time, Wen Yuanhang's furious voice came from the closed door: "You are the fourth young master of the Ji family, you can fight if you want? Today I let you, a bastard who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth, understand that you are just a servant." , what you can do and what you cannot do, you remember it.”

There was a crackling sound of the whip, and a muffled sound as it hit the flesh, which made people tremble with fear.

"Are you wrong?" Wen Yuanhang asked tiredly from the beating.

With sweat all over his face, Qin Cang replied tremblingly: "Wen Ziqian...it's my elder brother...Wen Er bullied him...Ji Shao bullied him...you all know it...but no one helped him... ...you can pretend you didn't see anything...but I can't just ignore him..."

Wen Ziqian knelt at the door and raised his head, his eyes flickered, and he gritted his teeth to keep the tears from falling.

Ji Hanzhi blocked him in a corner and played with his lower body. This kind of humiliation happened not once or twice.He had nowhere to complain, so he could only resist, fighting to the point of bleeding, but because of his weak strength, the man folded his hands and pressed against the wall.

It was Qin Cang, 15 years old, who turned around and went to the kitchen, picked up a boning knife and rushed out.

Wen Ziqian clutched his heart, feeling that it was both cold and warm there. What was cold was that the family relationship was weak like water, and what was warm was that he still had Qin Cang at least.

At that time, Qin Cang stayed in the hospital for half a month. He thought he would be kicked out, but Master Qin went to intercede with Wen Yuanhang and said, "Give that kid to me, I look very much like me when I was young. I like it very much. And I have the same surname as me. I think it is fate. It just so happens that my wife gave birth to three daughters, but no son. There is no successor to my big business, so just give this kid to me as a adopted son. , I will not treat him badly."

In fact, Wen Yuanhang was also grateful to Qin Cang in his heart, but Ji Hanzhi's father could never offend him, so he waited for Qin Cang's wound to heal, and went to ask for forgiveness. Fortunately, Ji Rong didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "It's just a child fighting, and it's fine if he is punished. The four boys in my family are spoiled by his mother and sisters. He is the only one in the sky and the world. It just happened to let him understand that there are mountains outside the sky, and he is afraid of this." Don't die." (Don't ask me how family planning can have four children, the plot needs it)

Wen Yuanhang breathed a sigh of relief, and entrusted Qin Cang to Qin Ming.Qin Ming really likes Qin Cang, let him study, teach him martial arts, and be a gangster with dignity.

Just like that, the stray puppy became a wolf cub, its teeth sharpened and its claws sharpened unknowingly.

Qin Cang took Wen Ziqian to "Mei Se", a high-end private club owned by Lord Qin. As soon as the car stopped, Lin Feng, the manager who was wandering around the door, immediately came over and said, "Brother Qin, are you playing truant again today? Be careful." Master Qin knows to deal with you."

Qin Cang raised his right index finger and put it on his lips, "hush" and said, "My adoptive father is on vacation in Madai, please don't betray me."

Wen Ziqian took off the helmet, and the necks of the two were still tied together, causing Lin Feng to laugh: "What are the two young masters dressed up for? Yongfu shares the same hardships?"

Wen Ziqian blushed immediately, pursed his lips and smiled awkwardly, did not speak, and raised his hand to take the scarf.

Qin Cang pressed his hand, quickly took off the part of his neck, and wrapped it up for First Young Master Wen. The scarf tightly wrapped his neck and chin, only showing his beautiful eyes, a pair of moist peach blossoms, Gu Pan Bright eyes.

Lin Feng laughed again: "Hey, I'm afraid that your eldest young master will be seen as bad by the girls inside, because they are so tightly surrounded."

Qin Cang stretched out his hand and squeezed Wen Ziqian's right hand, jokingly said, "Nonsense, can anyone watch my eldest son? My eldest son is my precious lump."

He was joking, but Wen Ziqian suddenly felt a "thump" in his heart, and even the hand held by him was hot, and he felt that hotness rushing to his cheeks along the veins. People will look at it as a joke.

Qin Cang took him into a private room, and then had cocktails of various colors served, and then took off his leather jacket, only wearing a black sweater and said, "Look at my latest achievements."

As he spoke, he grabbed a wine bottle and flipped it face-to-face for two weeks to release the bottle, then flipped it face-to-face for two weeks, and played a fancy one-and-a-half week pour, card wine, return the bottle, flip the bottle with his wrist, and finally grab the bottle.

The action was done in one go, and it was frightening to watch.

Wen Ziqian couldn't get enough of it, he was stunned for a moment, then stood up applauding and said, "Boy, yes, I'm dazzled."

Qin Cang poured the wine into the glass and handed it to him, "Taste it."

Wen Ziqian took a sip and said, "Not bad, very delicious."

Qin Cang grinned, not at all humble: "That is, I have been training every night and weekend for the past four months, and I am the most diligent in the training class. Now, the entire club, not to mention ranking first, I still have hope for the top three."

Wen Ziqian glanced at him: "If you say you're fat, you'll pant. Why do you get on your nose and face like that? How can there be fuel-efficient lamps in this high-end club? You're not humble enough with your skin."

Qin Cang scratched his head and smiled, "It's a bit bragging, don't you want to show it off in front of you? How about it, please praise me."

Wen Ziqian raised his thumbs up and said with a smile, "It's great. But...Master Qin will train you to be his successor in the future, and he didn't ask you to stand in the front desk as a younger brother. What are you learning to bartending for?"

Qin Cang chuckled: "Pretend to force the girl."

Wen Ziqian: "..." Your sister.

Qin Cang was a little embarrassed and said: "Actually, I learned it for you. In a few months, it will be your 19th birthday. I want to surprise everyone at the birthday party. You know that I have a bad background. Li, more or less look down on me, I just want to learn some skills and show my face in front of your friends."

Wen Ziqian was moved in his heart, but did not show any emotion on his face, and said: "You think too much, none of my friends look down on you, they dare not look down on you, just because of your flammable personality, they are more or less afraid of you. "

The title of "mad dog" can be regarded as a little famous.The young masters all said in private that Wen Ziqian had a dog, who would come and go as soon as he waved it around, no matter what he pointed or bit, it was absolutely unambiguous.

Qin Cang listened to it more or less, but didn't take it seriously. The others saw that the provocation was ineffective, and they didn't bother to break their mouths after a long time.

The two ordered some food and drank some cocktails. The old friends chatted happily about the things they hadn't seen in four months. By the time Wen Ziqian raised his hand to look at his watch, it was already eight o'clock in the evening.

"I have to go back, send me back."

"okay."

Qin Cang happily sent him home, and on the way he smiled and said, "I won't be going back tonight, I haven't shared a bed with you for a long time, I'll just stay tonight, let's play for a while. "

"Yeah." Wen Ziqian got off the motorcycle, took two steps, then turned around and stood at the gate of the courtyard, looked at Qin Cang and said, "Boy, I'm really happy to see you so promising. I will worry about you all day long, and you will have a good life."

Qin Cang was originally looking at Wen Ziqian with a smirk, but when he heard this sentence suddenly, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning. The smile on his face was still there, but he couldn't laugh anymore, his muscles twitched stiffly, and his expression could be described as crying and laughing.

"What? Where are you going?" He asked nervously.

"I applied to S University, and I'm going to pass after another year."

Qin Cang heaved a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Scared me, wow, you are going to be a college student, and I haven't got my junior high school diploma yet. There are only a handful of people in the country who are still in the third year of junior high school at my age. , I sit in the classroom facing a group of little kids. It's a great feeling. I'm not a student. I told my foster father that when I graduate from junior high school, I will concentrate on helping his old man take care of the place. In the future, I will also be a b The boss of the city."

Wen Ziqian stared at him, neither sad nor happy, and said lightly: "It's good that you have this ambition, but unfortunately I can't make it up, maybe I won't come back in the future."

Qin Cang's face drooped again in an instant. He was the exact opposite of Wen Ziqian. Wen Ziqian did not show his emotions, but he had all his emotions painted on his face.

"Not coming back?" Qin Cang frowned and said loudly, "Why didn't you come back?"

Wen Ziqian was still the same as when he was a child. He raised his hand to touch his head, but found that the boy was already this tall. He raised his head and stretched his arms, and lightly pulled his short bristling hair twice with the palm of his hand. Itchy palms.

"Boy, there is no never-ending banquet in the world. Meeting people is fate, and separation is inevitable. No one will stay with anyone forever. In the future, you will meet many people and lose many people. People. But, it doesn't matter, separation doesn't mean the fate is over, I will remember you firmly, and when you miss me in the future, you are welcome to come to me at any time. "

Obviously, Qin Cang didn't accept this grandiose reason, and tilted his head stubbornly, Wen Ziqian's fingertips grabbed an empty space, and withdrew his hand.

"This is your home, don't you want your home? Do you know how important home is? I have a home and can't go back, but you don't want your own home!" Qin Cang lost control of his emotions, clenched his fists and said loudly .

The cold wind lifted the red scarf, and the nose of the picturesque young man turned red from the cold. His face was expressionless, like a statue, standing quietly, raising his head to look at Qin Cang.Time seemed to freeze, and sad emotions floated in the air, turning into water droplets in the cold and hanging on Qin Cang's eyelashes, adding a bit of grievance to his angry face.

Wen Ziqian suddenly remembered Qin Cang's small and helpless appearance before, when he followed behind his buttocks, obedient and obedient.He stretched out his right index finger and scraped off the water droplets on Qin Cang's eyelashes.

Itchy, Qin Cang blinked his eyes, puffed his cheeks in dissatisfaction, and dodged back.

Some childish expressions are also his habitual movements. Wen Ziqian has joked before: "He looks cool at first, but his personality is like a child who can't grow up."

"Qin Cang..." The scarf around his neck exuded a faint fragrance of lemon soap, and he sniffed it lightly. It was the fragrance of saponins that teenagers loved most. "It's not that I don't want to come back, it's that I can't come back... This family can't accommodate me anymore...I'm just like you...I've never had a home...Never..."