Slanting rain pastoral Ruo Kasa new

Some people act recklessly and willfully and domineeringly throughout their lives... There are always countless people who come out to deal with the aftermath of him.

There are those who are afraid to make a great mistake, and who are cautious...but have to impress the lesson of the soul.

Jiang Qixian is the former, while Yan Che is the latter.

Yan Che didn't know how Jiang Qixian escaped the legal sanctions back then, but the moment Qi Yuan's blood sprayed out, he was like enlightened, suddenly understood, and understood the relationship between power and money.

and then?

Then for the first time, he set a goal that he had never thought of... However, after bumping into walls one after another, using and betraying, plotting and tricking, Yan Che finally understood: Life is unsatisfactory in all likelihood, what do you want? What, fate just won't give you anything... Reality always runs counter to ideals.

You say it's the second best thing?

Yan Che tried, but the ending was still bleak.

Go home, go to the fields and be a mud leg... This is Yan Che's final realization.

He practiced it personally, and now he is doing it, and it seems that he has done it.

Obviously knowing all kinds of things he has done to Fujiko, it is probably a kind of anger.

After all, what Fujiko did back then did not directly cause any harm to him...Fujiko, like a sharp weapon placed there, the cold light that emanates really makes the people who watch it terrified, but it doesn't hurt him. What kind of harm did people cause, he was just taken advantage of by people with ulterior motives, and pretended to be powerful.

However, if it is said that it has nothing to do with him, Yan Che knows in his heart that if Fujiko hadn't tried to drag him back then, Jiang Qixian wouldn't have seen Ni Duan and found an opportunity.

Therefore, Fujiko can hardly absolve himself of the blame, and vent his anger...it seems impossible to say. (began to contradict himself)

Leaning on the cool chair, looking at the bunches of grapes stained with hoarfrost, through them, through the dense five-clawed grape leaves, Yan Che watched the piercing, starry afternoon autumn, only feeling weak all over , giving birth to burnout.

A kind of burnout towards life, a kind of burnout towards life.

Yan Che has been afraid of the cold since childhood.

Therefore, since he was a child, he liked to be by Wan Qishuyu's side, absorbing the soft warmth from his mother.

In the evening, Wan Qishuyu went to prepare meals for the father and son who went to the ground. He leaned against the rough and strong Yan Guoqiang, absorbing the masculine warmth from his father.

Both parents are busy with work, and the elder brother and the second elder brother always take turns to accompany him. At that time, he knew the sun and the moon.

Therefore, the warmth given by the eldest brother Yan Jiang is the sun, carefree and unreserved.The warmth given by the second brother Yan He is the moon, delicate and soft, not lingering or greasy.

Later, Wan Qishuyu resolutely left her family behind, jumped into the old well that had been sealed long ago.

Yan Guoqiang was on the verge of going crazy because of Wan Qishuyu's departure, and the things outside the house were left on the shoulders of his elder brother and second brother... He was ignored.

At night, he curled up in a ball, and no one gave him warmth anymore.

Yan Jiamei came to give him warmth, but the original intention was that his uncle and aunt took pity on him and told her to come.

Therefore, the little Yan Che sensitively found out that this kind of warmth was different from the warmth he got from his parents and elder brother.

That afternoon, everyone thought he was still sleeping, but when he woke up, he heard Yan Jiamei arguing with some sisters who should be called sisters in the outer room.

They said that Wan Qishuyu was bought by her mother-in-law, and that Yan Jiamei's family came to her from outside, but in fact, she had taken a fancy to the jewelry Wan Qishuyu brought out back then.

Yan Jiamei denied it angrily, but it provoked more ridicule from them.

After arguing and arguing, they went out, the little Yan Che sat up from the bed, nodded, and understood: So, this is the reason why the warmth is different... through the curtain, no kissing.

He jumped out of bed, pulled off his little shoes, and went to Wu Zidang to find his teacher Wu Shaokang.

Outside the bluestone hut, Yan Che saw Wu Shaokang was weeping silently as he caressed a photo frame with trembling hands.

Yan Che stood outside the door, motionless, watching quietly.

At this time, he understood: Teacher Wu can't give him warmth, because Teacher Wu seems to need warmth more than himself.

then.

After junior high school, he chose to leave home, leaving the home where he could no longer find warmth, he wanted to go out to find warmth.

Although the dormitory life in junior high school was difficult, Yan Che fell in love with another kind of warmth in Jizhao County.

That is, every morning, he would get up early, and then come to the street corner, stand next to the uncle who fried the fried dough sticks, and while helping to fight, he started working part-time for the first time in his life to earn money.

At this time, Yan Che found that the food bought with the money earned from his part-time job, he felt the warmth at the moment of entrance, which made the nose sore and the tear glands burst.

Even, the night after that will still be freezing to the bone.

In high school, he learned to cover up his indifference and alienation with gentleness, but Qi Yuan saw it clearly.

At the beginning, Yan Che was puzzled: Is my disguise not enough?Why couldn't Fu Zi see his indifference, but Teacher Qi could?

Because Qi Yuan saw his indifference, Qi Yuan died.

Fu Zi didn't see his indifference, but survived.

And that silly Zhai Rang, knowing that Yan Che was so indifferent to the point of being cold-blooded, he put on a smile and surrounded him all the time, whether it was in class or part-time job, he would chirp to make him happy.

……

A long, long time later, after Yan Che wandered outside for a long, long time, he found that there was no warmth outside that he was looking for. On the contrary, the warmth outside came at a price, a very painful price.

Such as Qi Yuan who "suicide", such as "missing" is a manager, such as "accidental car accident" the bar owner, such as "very happy" Zhai Rang, such as "never leave" Fu Zi...

One stroke at a time, one knife at a time was chiseled on his soul: Is this the warmth you want? !

Yan Che felt tired, the exhaustion from the soul, his eyelids were as heavy as lead, he didn't want to think about it, what to think about, he was sleepy, he wanted to sleep.

◇◇◇◇The one who divides the gods and horses can't afford to mulberry ◇◇◇◇The mountain wind blows up, stirring up waves of the breath of nature, from far to near, rushing head-on.

The sweet-scented osmanthus rained one after another, flying all over the sky eloquently.

The sweet-scented osmanthus rain stained the clump of bamboo, the lush green and the light pink yellow complement each other, but they are in perfect harmony.

Faintly, you can also smell the freshness of bamboo leaves and the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, so two different aromas, but because they are mixed together, what they emit is a more intoxicating novel aroma.

Yes, a kind of fragrance called cozy and peaceful, called comfortable and carefree.

Next to the bamboo grove is a very unique grape trellis, and the bunches of black pearl-like grapes are precariously swaying, but they are swaying very rhythmically—much like a bunch of exquisite wind chimes.

Under the grape arbor, the mischievous wind picked up the man's hair, played and played between the hair, and then left in a fight, with broken hair scattered all over his forehead.

The man's Qingdai frowned slightly, his eyelashes left two fan-shaped shadows on his face, and his two unhealthy lavender lips were tightly pressed together, forming a slightly curved line... Only a ruthless person can... Have thin lips?If it's a fickle person, why does the corner of the mouth draw a bitter arc?

The earthen pottery teacup held in his hand tilted as the master relaxed, and Bi Youyou's tea spilled out, dyeing a dark flower on the loose light blue cotton trousers.

The world is also at a standstill at this moment.

Standing outside the fence, Fujiko Yin saw such a scene: Is this a man in a landscape or a garden, or is it a man embellishing a landscape?

True, natural, androgynous beauty.

——This is Fujiko Yin's first impression of Yan Che when he first met.

However, such a beautiful picture made Fujiko Yin suddenly angry and a little sad: This is the reason why the youngest stays here?That man named Yan Che?

Involuntarily, Teng Ziyin gave a shallow cough of "cough", and sure enough, the man under the grape trellis opened his eyes and looked over with a bit of confusion, as if seeing a stranger, he regained his clarity in an instant.

Not an easy man.

——This is Fujiko Yin's second impression of Yan Che's first meeting.

◇◇◇◇Sang can't afford it, is there any?◇◇◇◇

"Who are you?" Looking at the strange man outside the fence who brought obvious pressure, Yan Che subconsciously felt dangerous: When did this person come in?Don't you know this is a private residence?

"Hmm, hello, may I ask if this is Yan Che's house?" The man's facial nerves seem to be inflexible, which fits the current popular term: facial paralysis.

Even if his energy is relaxed, Yan Che's visual effect is more similar to ferocious.

Looking at this strange man, Yan Che frowned: "I am, who are you?"

"I……"

"Get out!"

Before the strange man had time to answer, a loud voice came, the voice was enough to make people understand what it meant to be "deafening".

Yan Che frowned when he saw someone coming.

When the strange man heard the voice, he also frowned and turned his head back.

Fujiko's cheeks squirmed, and the pulsating veins on his neck could be clearly seen. He stared at the strange man who turned around with wide eyes, and tightly clenched his fists. If it wasn't like this, he would jump out uncontrollably the next moment. Killing a strange man is like: "Didn't you hear what I said? Get out, get out, get out!"

The strange man did not "get out" in the end, but stayed behind, followed Yan Che and Fujiko who looked unkind, and entered the small courtyard.

"You are?" Glancing at Fujiko, Fujiko sat down on the bamboo chair next to Yan Che with a cold face, Yan Che then poured a cup of tea with a smile that was neither salty nor weak, and put it in front of the man.

"I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Fujiko Yin." The man took the tea offered by Yan Che gracefully, and took a sip: "Very good tea. I belong to Fujiko..."

"Shut up." Fujiko threw out two words coldly. Not only did the man not become angry, but he gave Yan Che a helpless look.

Yan Che immediately understood the identity of this man - the eldest son of the Fuji family's eldest son, Fujiko Yin, the eldest brother of Fujikodu.

Thinking of the time when he met Fujikodu in Pingliang Mountain, Yan Che couldn't help but glance at Fujikoyin in front of him.It's just that the Fujiko Yin in front of him is very different from the Fujiko Yin in his impression (fantasy). At least, this Fujiko Yin has no trace of hostility on his face except for his serious face, which Fujiko revealed inadvertently. His awe-inspiring aura is also three points more aggressive than the helmsman who is in charge of Fuji's enterprise today.

In general, Fujiko Yin is not a ruthless person, but more like a gentle scholar who has read a lot of poetry and books... More than refined, but not bold enough, he doesn't look like a businessman at all.

"Uh... hello, my name is Yan Che." Looking at the situation between the two, Yan Che didn't care about the cold war with Fujiko, wiped his nose, stood up and said: "Hehe, that, You guys talk first, I'll go..."

His hand was pulled, Yan Che lowered his head, and saw that it was Fujiko.

Fujiko was looking at Fujiko Yin coldly, holding Yan Che's hand but not letting go.

"It's okay. You don't need to leave." Fujiko Yin frowned slightly, thinking that seeing Fujiko grabbed Yan Che's hand.

While speaking, Fujiko Yin wiped his chest, and took out a piece of Huanyu that was moist in the blue, stared at Fujiko and said, "Ayan, do you know this?"

"Ayan?" Yan Che looked down at Fujiko in bewilderment, but saw that Fujiko was staring blankly at the ring jade pendant in Fujiko Yin's hand, holding Yan Che's hand a little tighter, this strength made Yan Che slightly frown .

"Oh, Ayan is his former name." Fujiko Yin stared straight at Fujiko, and said.

"What do you mean?" For a long time, Fujiko raised his head, still staring at Fujiko Yin coldly: "I have already signed the agreement, I don't want any of your Fuji family, what do you mean by coming here with this ?”

"You really know." Fujiko Yin looked at Fujiko and said softly, and lowered his hand, his eyes fixed on the jade pendant in his hand: "You are not curious, why you can stay here with peace of mind this year ?"

Yan Che obviously felt that Fujiko's body stopped, and the strength in his hands became stronger: "What do you mean?"

Fujikoyin looked up at Fujikodu, spread the jade pendant in his hand, and handed it forward: "You escaped safely, but you were caught when you came back...is it because of this?"

Fujiko lowered his head, Yan Che couldn't see Fujiko's expression clearly, so he had to take advantage of the situation and sat on the chair beside him without saying a word.This time is not the time for him, an outsider, to interrupt.

"I never knew that the Fuji family had this thing... let alone that my father showed it to you." Fujiko Yin said lightly, with a tone of pity: "Since I was a child, my mother wanted to teach me to be an excellent person." The heir... In the end, I didn't know that the Fuji family had such a piece of jade."

Fujiko was a little impatient, let go of her hand, picked up the cup of tea that Yan Che had drunk, and drank the cold tea in it in one gulp.

"I always thought that if I worked hard, my father would pay attention to me... I always thought it was a shame that you were ignorant and disgraced the Teng family all day long... I didn't expect that even so, my father was still... yes, yes... "Teng Ziyin's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into stroking the jade pendant and muttering to himself.

A man with facial paralysis, stroking a piece of jade pendant and muttering to himself—this is a quite visually stimulating picture.

At least, Yan Che felt that this scene made his hair stand on end.

Tightening his hands tightly, he realized that his palms were actually sweating. Yan Che really wanted to leave, and try his best to avoid this weird brother riddle.

However, Yan Che still failed to make it.

"Yan...Che, right?" Teng Ziyin suddenly raised his head and looked at Yan Che.

When Fujiko Yin was staring at Yan Che, Fujiko stood up abruptly and lay in front of Yan Che, blocking Fujikoyin's sight.

"Ayan, don't be nervous." Teng Ziyin said: "I at least want to ask Mr. Yan Che to help fetch two clean bowls, and fill them with half a bowl of clean water."

Although Yan Che didn't know what Fujiko Yin was going to do, he still patted Fujiko's hand that was holding his own to show "relief".Maybe, it's because the two brothers have something to say, and it's not necessarily that they can support themselves, right?

Fujiko hesitated for a moment, but stepped aside and sat back on the bamboo chair.

"Two bowls, half a bowl of water?" Yan Che looked at Teng Ziyin and asked, "Is that all right?"

Fujiko Yin nodded: "Please hurry up, okay?"

Yan Che nodded, met Fujikodu's eyes, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he still walked towards the kitchen.

He had already taken two clean white porcelain bowls, each filled with half a bowl of water, but Yan Che didn't rush out, but stood in the kitchen... well, since he was an outsider, the two brothers probably had something hard to say .

It's just that as soon as Yan Che thought of this, Fujiko's urging voice sounded, Yan Che rolled his eyes, and then walked out.

Putting the bowls on several tables, Yan Che deliberately glanced at Fujiko Yin, and found that the other party was indeed not unhappy, then gouged out Fujiko's eyes, and sat back on the original bamboo chair.

As soon as Yan Che settled down, Fuji Ziyin stood up and walked towards them.

While walking, Teng Ziyin said: "A Yan, I guess you don't know what this jade pendant is?"

This time Fujiko nodded cooperatively, although she turned her head away, she glanced at the jade pendant in Fujiko Yin's hand from the corner of her eye.

Teng Ziyin walked to several tables, picked up a white porcelain bowl, looked at the jade pendant in his hand, and said: "This jade pendant is called Tengzu Hunyang Pei, and it is a family heirloom of the Fuji family."

Yan Che raised his brows, glanced at Fujiko, and found that Fujiko had turned his head and was looking at Yupei, his pupils shrinking slightly.

"This is not just as simple as the family heirloom of the Fuji family, but also..." Fuji Ziyin put down the white porcelain bowl, put his middle finger into his mouth, and pressed his upper and lower teeth together. When the finger was released, a drop of blood was gone. Dropped into a white porcelain bowl: "There are also some magical powers that we didn't expect."

Seeing Fujiko Yin's move, Yan Che subconsciously withdrew his hands. Now, he finally believed that this Fujiko Yin was not the elegant scholar on the surface, but the new leader of the Fuji clan who ruled the shopping malls—a person who could treat him badly. Ruthless businessman.

"Come and see." Fujiko Yin didn't pay attention to Yan Che's expression, but put the jade pendant into the white porcelain bowl dripping with his own blood, picked it up, and put it in front of Fujiko: "Look at it."

Yan Che was suddenly curious, and he stretched his neck involuntarily... After Fuji Ziyin felt it, he simply put the bowl in the middle, so that both of them could see... Yan Che blushed suddenly, but his eyes did not move away.

"What are you looking at?" Fujiko frowned thickly, and after looking for a long time, he didn't see anything, so he snorted angrily.

"It won't be anything." Fujiko Yin said without any haste, "You also put a drop in and try."

Yan Che raised his head and glanced at Fujiko in surprise, but he didn't expect Fujiko to look up at him too. The corner of Yan Che's mouth twitched, and he looked away, but an idea popped into his mind: Ha, there is no way to make a blood-dropping recognition Lord... No, is this jade pendant also...

Involuntarily, Yan Che took a second look at the jade pendant at the bottom of the bowl with streaks of blood lingering: no way, ha, ha ha...

Fujiko was not as ruthless as Fujiko Yin. He frowned and looked around. Finally, he broke a bamboo strip at the foot of the bamboo chair, grinned, and glanced at Fujiko Yin provocatively. After peeling off the tip, he stuck his middle finger. Immediately, a drop of blood popped out.

Sure enough, Fujiko Yin's paralyzed face twitched... The corners of Yan Che's mouth twitched even more violently.

Fujiko dripped blood beads into another bowl, Fujiko Yin picked up the jade pendant in the bowl, and when he was about to put it into the bowl where Fujiko was dripping blood, Fujiko stopped him with his hand: "Wait a minute."

Fujiko Yin raised his eyebrows and looked at Fujiko.

Fujiko took the jade pendant from Fujiko Yin's hand, shook it off, dried the water droplets on it, and ran to the bamboo trough connected to the spring water next to the grape trellis-washed it.

This time, Yan Che clearly saw Teng Ziyin with a paralyzed face, his face turned black.

"It's clean now." After flushing twice, Fujiko returned with the jade pendant, feeling relaxed while walking... Fujiko Yin's face was almost dripping with ink.

As for Yan Che, he turned his head directly, he didn't want to see that poor guy really being beaten into a bitch.

After Fujiko put the jade pendant into the white porcelain bowl dripping with his blood, the vision that Yan Che imagined was as mysterious as the Tianyuan Pearl did not appear.

However, there was still a jaw-dropping miraculous situation.

When Fujiko threw the jade pendant into the white porcelain bowl, there was nothing unusual.

However, just when Fujiko and Yan Che felt that Fujikoyin was playing them like monkeys, a strange scene appeared in the bowl...

"This, this, what does this mean?" Fujiko pointed at the strange situation in the bowl, and he stuttered, staring at Fujiko Yin fiercely: "Tell me, what exactly does this mean?"

Looking at the strands of blood in the white porcelain bowl that were being devoured bit by bit by the jade pendant, he took three steps backwards, sat down on the bamboo chair, and murmured: "It's true, it's true, it's true!"

"What is this and that." Fujiko stepped forward, grabbed Fujiko Yin's unwrinkled suit collar, and with all his strength, lifted Fujiko Yin from the bamboo chair, with a grim face: "What's going on? What's the meaning?"

"You ask..." Teng Ziyin's mouth twitched, and his chin tilted towards several tables: "What's going on?"

"Yes!" The arteries on Fujiko's neck are bulging, and the cheeks are squirming... This Fujiko is really angry (the real Fujiko in berserk mode).

"What's the name of the jade pendant?" Fujiko Yin asked, staring at Fujiko with red eyes expressionlessly.

"Didn't you say what it's called Tengzu Hunyang Pei?" Tengzi clenched his fists and rattled, gritting his teeth and spit out every word.

"That's right." Fujiko Yin turned his eyes away, not to look at Fujiko, and also put aside the momentary loneliness.

"That's right ￥%...#*" Fujiko was really furious, and after uttering a series of foul words, fists and kicks landed on Fujiko Yin.

Yan Che didn't go forward to break the fight, and let the two young masters exchange martial arts.

At this moment, Yan Che opened his eyes wide, staring at the vision in the white porcelain bowl without blinking.

After Fujiko threw that ring jade pendant into the white porcelain bowl dripping with Fujiko's blood, after a while, the blood that was originally floating in the clear water seemed to be absorbed by something, and they all turned towards the bowl. The jade pendant at the bottom ran away... However, it was sucked clean by the jade pendant, leaving behind a bowl of clear water.

Yan Che is no better than Fujiko, because he has the strange and miraculous Tianyuan Orb and the miraculous clear water in the Tianyuan Orb, he has already thrown those "materialism" out of the Milky Way. Seeing the miraculous effect of this jade pendant, he has no choice but to Started a lot of far-fetched considerations-how is it the same as the plots in the novels that recognize the Lord with blood?No, no... no it's also a... right?

Shaking his head, Yan Che shook off that exaggerated thought, and clenched his fists, feeling terrified, but also more uneasy and apprehensive.