octopus don't cry

20 Grievance

It is my habit to keep a blanket in the drawer under the coffee table.

Didn't expect it to still be here.

My attention was off from the TV, and I was staring at the thin blanket on my body, my eyes fixed.

After a long time, I heard myself sigh.

I looked up and saw that he was looking at me too, with just the right amount of questioning in his eyes.

I pushed the blanket aside and said lightly, "Why bother."

"I'm really restrained by you." My face was expressionless, but the words that came out of my mouth were like blades, tearing apart fiercely.

A certain layer of camouflage, "This is something you and I know very well. So I was brought, but it still has value. I am not a person who does not know good and bad. You don't have to wrong yourself to make this look." attitude."

"Still." I stood up abruptly, and my tone gradually became uncontrollable, "Mr. Qi treats all valuable people, does he have to go to bed to maintain them?"

What I said clearly has reached the point of detonating something.

However, he didn't have the anger of being exposed or insulted on his face as I imagined.

He just put away his gentle expression, his eyes were so deep that he could see through people's hearts.

"You don't know what's good or bad, don't you?"

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The fire in my heart instantly seemed to be poured clean by a basin of ice water.

After a long time, I forced a smile, "Don't bother you." Then I fled upstairs.

Until I passed the corner, I could still feel two needle-like sights behind me.

I still can't hold my breath, and I can't wait to give myself a shot.

After lying in bed, I felt that I did not sleep well.I always feel that there are people around me, but they seem to be very familiar, so I can't be wary. I can't wake up, and I am sweating, but two sentences appear again and again in the dream, as if they are all-pervasive.

I like him.

It turns out that this is called not knowing what is good or bad.

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The next morning, the three of them still sat at the dining table and had breakfast together.

Qi Shen is a very well-behaved child, but probably after that meal, I was more lively than when I first met him.And the relationship between me and that person is also calm, and I can't see any grievances about what happened last night.

But when I say something, I say it, but whether he does it or not is another matter.

I guessed Qi Ji's expression, but I couldn't see any heresy.

He went to the company, and there was only me, Qi Shen, and Aunt Zhang in the villa.

Qi Shen was probably at home during the kindergarten holiday, but after breakfast, a special teacher came to teach him, and he didn't show any reluctance, he obediently went upstairs after saying hello to me.

It seems that I am the most idle in the whole villa.

I ran to Qi Ji's study, no matter whether there were any confidential documents or not, I looked for novels on his high bookshelf to read.I don't know if it's my luck, or he hasn't cleaned up the bookshelves for too long, but I actually found that the few novels I brought with me when I moved in were placed in an inconspicuous corner.I took it out with great interest.

During the period, Aunt Zhang came up several times, bringing me some fruit snacks and the like, as if treating a distinguished guest. I was curious about her attitude, but I was not stupid enough to ask.Looking at it, the door was opened again with a "bang".

"uncle!"

Probably still a bit tired from studying, Qi Shen's voice at this time was childish.The violin he was carrying was almost as tall as him, so he had to carry it away.His pretty little face rested on the piano, his eyes were bright, and his lips were as red as pretty cherries. He said happily, "Uncle, I'll play the piano for you!"

After hearing this, I put down the book and patted the back of his head, "Okay, slow down." Then I thought of something, and discussed with him, "Actually, you don't need to call me uncle."

Although they are both 29 years old, I really don't want to hear the word "uncle".

He blinked, seeming to be intrigued.

I went on to say, "Really, kids who know me call me Zhe Zhe, and you can call me that too."

He heard the words and shouted, then laughed again.

I patted his head again.

At this time, Aunt Zhang opened the door and came in, holding a plate of fruit.The first thing she looked at when she came in was Qi Shen, as if to make sure of something, then she put the fruit on the small round wooden table and told Qi Shen and me to eat.Behind her was a man who wore glasses and looked very gentle, holding a string in his hand. He should be Qi Shen's violin teacher.

He raised his glasses with his hand and smiled gently at me, "Hi, I'm Shen Shen's violin teacher, and my name is Qin Qian."

"Hi." I shook hands with him.

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To be honest, it is impossible to say that it is not embarrassing at all.

Although Qin Qian claimed to be Qi Shen's violin teacher, she knew at a glance that he was a son from a big family, with excellent upbringing and penetrating eyes. He came to teach Qi Shen to play the violin, probably as a favor.He should have been here for a while, but he didn't have the slightest curiosity about my sudden appearance, and he was even gentle with Aunt Zhang and other servants, which is rare among the many domineering noble children who only know how to eat, drink, and play.

Qishen played me his newly learned piece of music.

It is a short and lively piece, which reminds me of the scene where Lin Lin learned to play the piano when he was a child, and he pulled me to listen to it.

I laughed, "Qishen, I thought you were going to play "Little Star" for me."

Unexpectedly, he opened his eyes wide, curled his lips again, "Zhe Zhe, you actually like listening to such childish songs!" Then he looked reluctant, "Okay, I'll learn it."

I looked at him and couldn't help but laugh.It's only now that I know that those so-called "well-behaved and sensible" are probably in front of his father and Aunt Zhang.

But it can also be seen that he likes this teacher Qin very much.

Qin Qian didn't take the class seriously, and didn't care where the class was held.Qi Shen just sat in the study and didn't leave, and I didn't stop him, lying on the soft sofa in the study to read novels.

If Qin Qian were replaced by someone else, this would probably be the scene I had imagined a long time ago.

I adopted a child with him. In my spare time, he worked in the study, and I would lie beside him and read novels. The child was placed on the soft carpet, and I bought him some building blocks or other toys. I stayed all afternoon.

Just thinking about it now.

At noon, it was just Qishen and I, and the servants in the villa never sat at our table.I knew that no matter how much Qi Ji hated his family, he still learned ten percent of the rules.I didn't care either, it was something that had nothing to do with me after all, why bother to take it to heart.

It was Qishen who told me that he had no class in the afternoon, and eagerly asked me to play with him.

I also risked my life to accompany the gentleman, and if I hadn't really nothing to do, I wouldn't have followed him.There is an open balcony on the first floor of the villa. There is a lawn outside the balcony. The area is neither big nor small. There are railings similar to the British style in the distance, which is very impressive.This area is actually a villa area, but each building is far away from each other. It is really a place where rich people can afford to live.

I looked at the green eyes, and seemed to be in a better mood. I walked into the depths of the garden, but Qi Shen followed me instead.I walked to the innermost part based on my impression. There was an old tree in it. I remembered that I had nothing to do at the time, so I hung a swing from a branch, and I didn't dare to tell Qi Ji.

I just wanted to step forward to take a closer look, but Qi Shen tightened my sleeves, so I looked back at him, "What's wrong?"

This kid, who was nowhere near my waist, tugged at my sleeve again, and it took me a long time to realize that he wanted me to squat down.

So he whispered in my ear mysteriously, "Dad won't let me play in this place." He pointed to the lush old tree.

"Why?" I wondered.

"I don't know." Qi Shen had some hesitation on his face, but seeing me looking at him, he still gritted his teeth, "I, I secretly heard from Aunt Zhang and the others that the person my father liked before installed a swing there, and the others No one is allowed to touch it."

I:"……"

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It's almost like I'm hallucinating.

I looked at Qi Shen in surprise, and felt that half of my body was stiff. The words "what did you say" were stuck in my throat, and I couldn't get them out for a long time.On the other hand, Qi Shen was taken aback by my expression, and quickly patted me on the back with his small hand, asking, "Zhe Zhe, what's the matter with you?"

"...It's nothing." I waved my hands, and stood up abruptly as if avoiding something, "Then let's go quickly."

"Oh." Qi Shen was holding my hand.

I was taken to his "secret base" by Qi Shen.

It was actually a small piece of grass, with a small tree planted, and the crown of the tree was probably a little bigger than two parasols. Near the edge, you can see the railing around the pink roses.

Even if I have a big grudge in my heart, I am also very beautiful by this kind of blooming flowers.

Qishen pulled me to the railing, only then did I realize that there were three crooked pots of small daisies beside the lush rose bushes.

Qi Shen bouncingly pulled me over, "Zhe Zhe, look, look!"

No matter how smart a child is, his speech is still vague. "Zhe Zhe" is called "brother" by him, and he is such a well-behaved child, which always makes people feel soft.

I originally wanted him to call me brother, but I'm two years older than his dad, so I'm embarrassed to say that.

Probably seeing the surprise in my eyes, because these pots of daisies were really badly raised, Qi Shen lowered his voice, "This, although it's not pretty... But, I raised it myself! "

I raised my eyebrows, I didn't expect Young Master Qi to have such an interest.

He seemed to be afraid that I would not believe it, and stared with big eyes.His eyes are very similar to Qi Ji's, so when he looks at me, he is always so touching, "This is given to me by my mother. She said that every time I grow up, she will give me a pot of daisies, so these I take care of the flowers by myself, and even my father can’t touch them.” He smiled as if thinking of something, and pulled me to point to a small tree just now, “And that tree! That’s also my mother when I was one year old. planted when

The smile on my lips faded.

I took him to the shade, took out water and a towel from the bag I had prepared earlier, and handed them to him.He said that he was excited for a while, and he was probably a little tired, with a fine layer of sweat on his head.

While wiping his sweat, I said in a nonchalant tone, "Well, I advise you to find someone to help, your little daisy is not well-raised."

His eyes widened, probably because he didn't expect me to say such a sentence.

Because I still see it.

He is still too young, so he can't hide some emotions.On the surface, he treated me politely, which was his upbringing. In fact, in his heart, he probably regarded me as someone who flattered him because of his father.

This young master Qi was taught really well, and he was also too smart.From Aunt Zhang to ordinary servants, he is polite and polite, but in such an environment, how could he be like an ordinary child?

But this is not the most important reason.

I squatted down in front of him, under the scorching sun, it seemed that everything in my heart would be illuminated by the sun, leaving no corners.

I said to him: "Do you like your mother very much?"

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