Am I the one who was wronged?

There are natural hot springs in Shanhai Villa, and the entire villa is designed and built around the hot springs.

This is very similar to Tuyuan Temple.

At that time, the ancestor of Yiyi, when he was traveling, accidentally found the peach tree on the top of the mountain that had been struck by lightning several times, but was still full of vitality.

So I decided to stand guard in front of the tree and not leave.

Rooted in the barren hills, gradually built temples, and took the name of Tuyuan Temple.

The name of the mountain follows the name of the temple, and the nameless mountain with peach trees is called Tuyuan Mountain.

The peach tree, established from Tuyuan Temple, is guarded by their veins.

The rule set by the master is that felling is not allowed, and only the branches are collected for incense, which is the peach tree in the yard.

In terms of the effect of the branches, it is definitely not as good as the trunk of the peach tree, but it is also better than the ordinary lightning strike peach tree.

After all, that is the ancestor of the peach tree struck by lightning, and it would be uncomfortable for a long time to be touched by ordinary evils.

Peach trees bloom every year, but rarely bear fruit.

Ever since they were brought back to Tuyuan Temple, they have seen the fruit three times, and two of them fell off before they were ripe.

The ripe one was eaten by the monks in the temple. He carefully put away the peach core and gave it to Mr. Jin some time ago.

It is now before him.

In the simple and majestic black pottery pot, on the fertile and moist black soil filled, a small green peach tree sprouted.

He is now in Mr. Jin's room, um, to be precise, in Shanhai Villa, where Mr. Jin lives.

Mr. Jin brought him here. The decoration of the room is nothing special, continuing the elegant and simple style of the villa.

The only thing that stands out is that on the table in the middle, there is a simple black pottery pot, in which his peach pit is planted.

Yiyi stretched out his hand to poke, and the emerald green shoots were shaken by his poking, and there was no other reaction.

This tree, the treasure of their temple, bears the only remaining fruit every ten years or so.

It is much more delicious than ordinary peaches when eaten, the juice is rich and sweet, and it melts in the mouth.

But the tender seedlings from the remaining peach pits seem to be no different from ordinary peach seedlings.

But it is still planted with great care, maintained in a verdant state, placed within reach, and brought to the villa even when going on vacation.

Because it was given by him, Mr. Jin attaches great importance to it!

Hehehe, poking the tender peach seedlings all the time, straightening out the cause and effect relationship, my heart is as sweet as when I was eating peaches.

Jin Fengyu was sitting next to him, watching him reach out to poke the sapling, the corners of his mouth were raised presumptuously, his smile was bright and bright, and he looked very happy.

The mood immediately improved, and the eyes gradually softened, and she whispered, "I'll stay here tonight, okay, all."

Yiyi finished studying the little peach sapling, walked to him, found a stool and sat down.

Holding the tablet and typing "da da da", "Mr. Jin, do you want me to share a bed with you?"

Jin Fengyu was slightly stunned, he was relatively introverted and indifferent by nature, and he was not used to such direct and bold remarks.

Surprised in his heart, he looked up and saw the bright and clear eyes, smiled lightly and shook his head, it was because he was thinking too much.

The little monk has just grown up, and he grew up in a temple where he sincerely worships the Buddha. His seniority is still high, no one dares to joke and make noise in front of him, and he doesn't understand human affairs at all.

When I say sleep, I mean really sleep, nothing else.

She raised her finger and pointed to the next room, "No, there are guest rooms in the yard, you can stay here, and we can go to the hot spring at night."

They all nodded, okay, after thinking about it for a while, they continued to tap on the tablet, "What about Zhao Ran and Jiang Ruo?"

"They're in the next yard, you can ask them to come and talk."

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

He just wanted to stay here with Mr. Jin, and Mr. Jin would be able to freeze the most beautiful picture by just sitting there, with the beautiful light in the room.

Mountains and rivers are the bones, and rivers are the soul.

In that painting, the thick and delicate blend is seamless, as if the miracle sent by heaven and earth is hard to reproduce.

Even if you don't talk to Mr. Jin, it's fine to just sit and look at the beauty quietly. He doesn't want to play with Zhao Ran and the others.

snort!Zhao Ran is not as good-looking as Mr. Jin, he is just a little monk who likes beauties!I chose Mr. Jin without hesitation.

He leaned over with the tablet in his arms, and typed to show Mr. Jin, "Mr. Jin, is your leg still hurting?"

Jin Fengyu supported the table, shook his head calmly, saw that he was about to pull back the tablet, held it down with two fingers, and said in a low voice, "Don't call me Mr. Jin."

Yiyi pulled the tablet and looked at him with a little doubt, his face was full of doubts, "Then what should I call you?"

Soft light came in from the windows, creating a beautiful and clear halo.

The two people who looked at each other in the room were both rare and beautiful. Just looking at each other like that, I felt that the whole picture was extremely harmonious, making people reluctant to disturb it.

Dr. Yang stood at the door, thinking, maybe this is the legendary CP feeling.

It was so strong that he could ignore the little monk's round bald head. From the bottom of his heart, he felt that they were a good match, and he sincerely hoped that the little monk would return to vulgarity as soon as possible.

How about being a monk? Isn't it good to be a handsome young man?

It's not good to fall in love with Mr. Jin, you know how popular our Mr. Jin is.

Look at this sweet and greasy atmosphere, ouch, don't look at each other.

Look again, look at the Civil Affairs Bureau, it is about to grow legs, and it will gallop to you!

Doctor Yang took half a step back, silently hiding in the shadow of the door.

Mr. Jin is now 28, no matter how important things are, he has to give in consciously before Mr. Jin falls in love!

He leaned against the wall, waiting to hear Mr. Jin's move, secretly wondering what Mr. Jin would let the little monk call him.

Feng Yu?Ah Feng?It feels more intimate than being called Mr. Jin. If Mr. Jin can get out of his temper, he can just ask the little monk to call him husband.

Taking advantage of the good atmosphere, the little monk was bewildered by the beauty, so he quickly decided on his title!

When the raw rice was cooked, the little monk realized that there was no chance for him to repent with him as a witness.

Dr. Yang waited outside the door for a long time before he heard Mr. Jin say in a gentle voice, "Brother."

Dr. Yang, who had been thinking wildly in his mind for a long time, was so surprised that his eyeballs fell out when he heard this, "..." Just, that's it? !

I was so excited for a long time, you just let people call you brother!

Why don't you just let people call you uncle? It's based on age, isn't it more appropriate to call you uncle!

As expected of you, Mr. Jin.

He sighed silently, reached out and knocked on the door.

Yiyi finally touched the tablet back, heard the knock on the door, looked up, and continued to type with a "da da da" with his head down.

Mr. Jin lowered his head slightly, lowered his eyebrows, and watched his movements.

He typed out the two words "Brother Jin" first, looked at it with a frown, and thought it was inappropriate, so he deleted the word "da da da".

Type out the two words "Brother Feng" again, hold the tablet and look at it carefully, it seems that you are not satisfied, so delete it again.

After hesitating on the tablet for a long time, he typed four words slowly, "Brother Feng Yu."

Finally satisfied, she held the tablet and showed it to him, her eyes were bright, and her emotions were written in it, "I call you that, okay?"

"Well, okay." Jin Fengyu smiled, with the corners of his eyes drooping slightly, and his expression was gentle.

It would be even better if the last two words could be removed, but don’t worry, it will be removed sooner or later.

He looked at Yiyi with gentle eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Yiyi, when will you be able to speak?"

I want to hear you call me Brother Feng Yu, it must be very nice.

What would the uniform sound be like? It should be a slightly cooler tone.

Like the Qingyue struck by an ancient bell, it may be more crisp, like the impact of colored glass, crisp and ethereal.

His voice was obviously cold, but when he called him "Brother Feng Yu", he was warm and warm, just like a smile, with a melting temperature.

Just thinking about it makes me look forward to it.

Yiyi was slightly stunned, holding the tablet and shaking his head, he didn't know either!

His master only told him at the beginning that he would be able to speak when he completed the silent meditation.

But his master didn't tell him, how can he complete this closed-mouth meditation? !

Among the monks he knew, there was no one who practiced closed mantra, and he couldn't do it even if he wanted to find someone to teach him.

Hey, why does he feel that he was young and ignorant, and was mistreated by his master.

snort!Master rubbish, everyone is outraged!

Jin Fengyu smiled lightly and comforted him softly, "It's okay."

Dr. Yang was so tired that he panicked and coughed lightly to show his existence.

Jin Fengyu and Yiyi looked at him at the same time, with disapproval in their eyes.

Dr. Yang, "..." That's too much!

Most others are crossing rivers and tearing down bridges. You haven't made a match yet, so you want to kick the matchmaker away.

He dared not speak out, so he muttered something in his heart, after all, he was still in the hands of the boss.

Clearing his throat, he quickly got down to business, "Mrs. Jin is clamoring to go home, and wants to call the old man."

Jin Fengyu was silent, his eyes turned cold instantly, and he followed the ice and snow counting nine times in the cold sky, "What does she want to do?"

Dr. Yang curled his lips, what else could he do, isn't it still a cliché, calling and complaining to the old man.

Their Mrs. Jin is really in love with the former Mr. Jin, and Mr. Jin met during a certain trip.

That Mr. Jin fell in love with Mrs. Jin at first sight, and he would not marry unless she was Qing.

In order to marry her, she completely fell out with her childhood sweetheart family who had been engaged to her for a long time, and even her relationship with Mr. Jin became stagnant.

Using not inheriting the family business as a bargaining chip, he had to force Mr. Jin to agree to their marriage.

For this marriage, the Jin family had been arguing for a long time. Once the two quarreled so fiercely that Mr. Jin fainted from anger.

Dr. Yang followed his grandfather to Jin's house. When he was helping Mr. Jin to see a doctor, he met Mr. Jin.

He looks handsome, but he is too childish. At the age of 26, just to marry Mrs. Jin, he insisted on treating Mr. Jin as an enemy.

Since then, Dr. Yang didn't like that Mr. Jin very much.

But whether he likes it or not is buried in his heart, and the two don't meet often, so it doesn't affect anything.

In the end, that Mr. Jin got his wish, and Mrs. Jin, who was being married by Ming Media, was welcomed into the door.

But after all, the marriage has been blocked by others. Even if Mrs. Jin married into the Jin family, her attitude towards Mr. Jin and Mr. Jin is still not good.

After all, she married the head of the Jin family. When they got married, Mr. Jin was already in a semi-retired state, and most of the family affairs were decided by her husband.

She was protected by the owner's husband like pearls and treasures, and she dared to speak rudely to Mr. Jin, but she naturally didn't have a good face to Jin Fengyu, who was only ten years old at the time.

Overtly and secretly all kinds of exclusion made it almost impossible to stay in Jin's house.

When the Mr. Jin in front died young, Mr. Jin saw that she would not remarry, so he took his daughter with him.

I feel that although she is a bit unruly and self-willed, she has a good heart.

At least his love for Mr. Jin in front is real.

He didn't let her move out of the main house, and told Mr. Jin that she was a foolish woman who couldn't cause any disturbances, so she didn't have to worry too much about her.

Mr. Jin took over the family business halfway through, and he was too busy fighting wits and courage with people outside, so he didn't have the time and energy to pay attention to her.

It also gave Mrs. Jin the false impression that Mr. Jin didn't dare to provoke her, and made all kinds of troubles in Jin's house, and tried every means to oppose Mr. Jin.

It was she who sent someone to let Mr. Jin out when he broke his leg in a car accident and failed to lift.

The last time I held a banquet in Jin's villa, I asked each family to send their sons to Mr. Jin for a look, and this time I followed Mr. Jin to Shanshen Villa and invited Bai Lingling over, all of which were written by her.

The purpose, of course, is to disgust Mr. Jin.

Anyway, she doesn't have to go to work, doesn't have to earn money, and has a lot of free time all day long.

As long as Mr. Jin can be disgusted, she will be happy and do all kinds of things.

At the last banquet, he was too busy grabbing the person behind Bai Lingling, so he didn't spare his hands to settle accounts with her.

This time... Jin Fengyu was not willing to waste his time for her, and lowered his brows and eyes indifferently, "Send her to live in a villa in the west city.

Except for Bai Lingling and that person named Lu Ting, no one else is allowed in the villa, all her cards are suspended, and someone will deliver groceries to her on time every day. "

Doctor Yang nodded, okay!He had long felt that Mrs. Jin was too noisy, and every time he saw her, he had to beware of her magic voice piercing his ears.

Resisting the joy in his heart, Dr. Yang asked in a low voice, "Then what are the specifications for the dishes delivered to Mrs. Jin every day?"

Jin Fengyu turned his head sideways, glanced at Yiyi who was sitting quietly beside him, and said in a cold tone, "Let them eat vegetarian food, it's good for their health."

Dr. Yang couldn't help smiling, and the corners of his mouth curled up, "Okay, I'll do it right away, so that they can survive this life without the company of the ancient Buddha with blue lanterns."

Taking small proud steps, he hurriedly arranged various matters.

Yiyi was holding the tablet, typing quietly beside him, and asked him about his master's silent meditation.

In the past, he didn't care about whether he could speak, but now, Mr. Jin has asked, and he also wants to know when he can speak.

As soon as Dr. Yang left, Jin Fengyu answered a call, and it was Mr. Jin who called.

First, he said a few words about his leg injury, "Master Luo came back to City B. I asked him carefully about your leg injury, and he said that there is no serious problem. How is the wound now?"

Jin Fengyu's voice was flat, without any emotion, "It's okay, the wound is healing normally, and the reconstruction will start next month, and I will be able to stand up soon."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone before Mr. Jin continued, "That's good. If you can stand up as soon as possible, it will be good for you and our Jin family."

Jin Fengyu didn't speak, just pinched the phone coldly, and the air became silent.

They all raised their heads and glanced quietly, feeling that Mr. Jin was not very happy to talk to Mr. Jin on the phone.

His face was pale and his eyes were cold.

It was as if he was standing in the wild at the turn of late autumn and early winter, and he was covered with a layer of cold mist that couldn't go away.

Holding the tablet in his arms, he walked up to Mr. Jin and sat down, and clicked on his favorite to watch.

bring it on!Mr. Jin, let's watch some cartoons and be happy.

Jin Fengyu's eyes followed him the whole time, feeling his comfort, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, he put his hand on his shoulder, and said in a low voice, "I'm fine."

They all nodded and moved closer to him, leaning on the wheelchair, beaming with joy.

The cheerful music sounded, and Jin Fengyu moved to the side, leaving enough space for him, and his fingers lightly landed on his arm, without daring to implement it.

I didn't notice it at all, and was amused by the plot and laughed silently.

It was Mr. Jin who heard the movement and asked him, "Who are you talking to?"

Jin Fengyu still didn't answer, because of his relationship with Mr. Jin, he didn't want to talk about the same things with Mr. Jin.

His eyes fell gently on the tablet, and the sheep defeated the wolf day after day, showing the same facial features and warm smiles.

He just stared at it, reluctant to take his eyes away.

After a moment of silence, Mr. Jin still took the initiative to speak, "I heard that you went to play on the mountain."

The silence continued, all watching cartoons, did not hear Mr. Jin's voice, and wondered why Mr. Jin made a phone call, just like him, only listening but not talking.

Turning back to look, he happened to meet Jin Fengyu's gentle eyes.

Slightly stunned, hey, Mr. Jin's eyes, do you also like to look beaming!

He hurriedly raised the tablet high so that Mr. Jin could see it more easily.

Mr. Jin sighed, with a bit of exhaustion in his tone, "You had an accident in the mountains back then, and you haven't gone out to play in all these years, I thought you hadn't come out."

This time Jin Fengyu was not silent, he smiled softly, "It's you who can't get out, hang up if you have nothing to do."

It's all about this, so there's no need to go around the bush.

Sure enough, Mr. Jin said directly, "What are you going to do with Du Qiang? Send her and Rongrong to City B and let them stay with me. What do you think?"

Jin Fengyu smiled lightly, with a light tone, "Do you think I'm easy to talk to?"

of course not.

Jin Fengyu is completely different from his elder brother, he always has a cool and good-looking appearance, as if he doesn't care about anything and is easy to talk to.

But that's because you didn't offend him. If you really offend him, heh.

He can keep a cold smile on his face and swallow you alive with his mouth open.

Mr. Jin knew this best, otherwise he would not have heard that Du Qiang was going to make trouble, so he quickly called Jin Fengyu.

No matter how dissatisfied she is with Du Qiang, she is Rongrong's mother.

If he really crippled people, he was afraid that Rongrong would be affected.

Mr. Jin was a little impatient, "I'm afraid..."

Just halfway through the conversation, the phone was hung up after hearing a burst of "beeps".

Jin Fengyu's face was light, and after turning off the phone in silence, he threw it aside.

Without those noisy and annoying voices, he calmed down and watched cartoons with Yiyi seriously.

The two just leaned on the wheelchair and sat quietly for more than half an hour. Jin Fengyu raised his hand and looked at his watch, and asked in a low voice, "Do you want to eat?"

Yiyi hugged the tablet, touched her belly, and nodded vigorously.

Whatever he wanted to eat, he was hungry.

So Mr. Jin took him out to eat.

Passing through the yard full of trees, Mr. Jin stopped his wheelchair and looked up at the blossoming trees, "Do you know what kind of flower this is?"

They all raised their heads and looked at the red clouds that were covered with branches.

Like a blazing flame, the bright red that overwhelms the sky and the sun is dazzling.

This kind of gorgeous red, he seems to have seen it somewhere before.

Someone hugged him and ran under the raging flames.

He clung to that person, light and floating, as if he had grown wings and could soar in the air.

The flames fell from the tree, landed on their bodies and hair, and finally were all shaken to the ground, trampled under their feet, bursting out bright red juice.

They were all injured, their clothes were badly torn, their entire arms were exposed, their bodies were stained with black and red blood, and they looked in a state of distress.

His face was pale, and he was shaking violently. He hugged the man's arm and whined like a kitten.

Brother, brother, I hurt.

The person he called brother hugged him even tighter, and comforted him in a low voice, it's okay, don't be afraid.

"All? All."

A cold and deep voice rang in his ears, and he was brought back to his thoughts, looking around blankly.

Mr. Jin held the fire-colored flower, frowned slightly, and there was a little worry in his eyes, "Why did you suddenly become dazed, aren't you hungry?"

Yiyi came back to his senses, shook his head with a smile, and typed lightly with the tablet, "A picture flashed in my mind just now, I seem to have seen this kind of flower somewhere."

Jin Fengyu clenched the fingers holding the flower stalk tightly, looked at him with gentle eyes, and said in a low voice, "Then you remembered."

Yiyi raised his head again, looked at the fiery flowers on the tree, and shook his head slightly, no.

The picture is blurry, and the flashing speed is too fast, just like the picture of a movie at double speed.

He didn't even see the face of the person who was holding him clearly, but he heard himself yelling indiscriminately, calling his brother.

He hasn't spoken a word for many years since he started practicing closed mantra.

I don't know how many years ago it happened, but there are only a few fragmented pictures left, and it's normal that I can't remember it.

Holding the flower in his hand and handing it to him, Jin Fengyu looked at him, smiled softly, with gentle eyes, "If you can't remember it, don't think about it, this is the Phoenix flower."

I always took the flower and looked at it more beautifully. It is still an amazing feeling.

He put the flowers on the tablet, typed "da da da", "Is that the phoenix in your name?"

Jin Fengyu nodded with a gentle smile, "Yes, but I like it, not because of my name."

It's because you like it.

He looked at Qi Yi in a daze, with gentle eyes, and it didn't matter if he couldn't remember.

Peach blossoms are also beautiful.

The phoenix soars, and the peach blossoms are burning, which suit you very well.

Pressing the button to control the wheelchair to turn around, he whispered, "Let's go, it's time for dinner."

After eating the green vegetables grown by the villa himself, and wandering around the open space twice to digest food, Zhao Ran came to him and said that it was a rare visit, and asked him to go to the hot spring.

He asked Mr. Jin, took Jiang Ruo, made an appointment with Dr. Yang, and the five of them went to the hot spring pool in the villa together.

It is natural hot spring water, steaming hot, with a slight sulfur smell, suppressed by medicinal herbs and flower petals sprinkled in it.

It doesn't smell bad either, there is a faint aroma and warm moist water vapor in the air.

For Mr. Jin's leg injury, he took various cares for more than [-] days, and the outer layer of skin and flesh has healed, and he can go into the water with the doctor's permission.

They went to take a bath first, soaking themselves in the steaming hot spring pool.

I don't know if the hot spring is too comfortable, or the medicinal materials in it have a hypnotic effect. They are all soaked in the pool, and they are a little drowsy. At first, they could barely open their eyes.

Going to the back, leaning against the edge of the hot spring pool, head bit by bit, dreaming.

Ten years ago, all had just turned eight years old.

That day, he carried a small bag and went down the mountain with his master to exorcise evil spirits.