Touch the cold

Qin Yi watched Yan Bei run away from him, he was stunned for a while, then reached out and touched his neck, gathered his clothes and went back to the couch, turned over, and clattered the book that was buckled beside the pillow It was dropped with a bang.

Qin Yi lay on the edge of the couch looking at the book on the ground, sighed and didn't want to pick it up, leaning on a soft velvet pillow beside him, wondering what he was thinking.

Besides, after Yan Bei returned to his room, he took off the linen clothes on his body, washed himself in cold water, soaked a cloth towel in cold water for a while, spread it on his forehead, and leaned against his forehead with his eyes closed. chair.

"Yanbei?" Song Boyi called out from the door at this moment.

After hearing the voice, Yan Bei wiped the water from his forehead, put on a thin robe again, and said, "Come in."

"Why did you go, I haven't seen you all day?" Song Boyi opened the door and asked.

"Help Qin Yi with something." Yan Bei said perfunctorily, turned his back and tied the belt around his waist, and asked Song Boyi in a slightly hoarse voice: "Why, what do you want from me?"

"It's nothing." Song Boyi said, leaning against the open door and looking at Yanbei, as if he couldn't move his eyes.

Yan Bei turned around and said with a smile, "It's nothing, why did you come to me. I don't know if you don't know what's going on outside the window, and you only read the books of sages?"

"I came to see it because I thought it was strange that you were not in charge of affairs in the mansion all day." Song Boyi gave Yanbei a white look, and muttered, "Look at what kind of attitude you have."

Yan Bei smiled, walked over and leaned against the door, and said to Song Boyi as if apologizing: "It's okay, I made a mistake, but if I know you're coming, I should treat you with food and drink. "

"You really opened your mouth for nothing." Song Boyi shook his head and said.

"That's right." Yan Bei smiled shamelessly, and raised his hand, which had just been soaked in cold water, into Song Boyi's neck, and a warm feeling came from his fingertips.

Song Boyi shrank his neck a bit from Yan Beibing, turned aside and frowned and asked, "What are you doing?"

Yan Bei rubbed his hands together, "Hands are cold, warm them up, why hide so far away, I can't eat you."

Song Boyi rubbed his neck, snorted, and said, "Who knows what you're thinking about."

Yan Bei pursed his lips, put his hands behind his body, and didn't bother to talk anymore.Seeing that he was quiet, Song Boyi quietly approached him again, without saying a word, just leaning against the door opposite Yanbei, looking sideways at the two sparrows on the bluestone floor in the yard, chirping and making a fuss very.

Three days later, early in the morning.Yan Beiduan took some washed fruits to Qin Yi's room.

"Just picked it, you taste it." Yan Bei put the fruit in front of Qin Yi and said.

"Nonsense." Qin Yi grabbed a pear, "There is no pear tree in the mansion, where did the freshly picked pears come from?"

Yan Bei smiled, "You're not easy to deceive, I've done this with Song Boyi before, and he didn't notice this problem, so he just took it and ate it."

"That nerd." Qin Yi sighed with a smile, took a bite of the pear in his hand, then took out a piece of silver from his bosom, pushed it in front of Yan Bei and said, "By the way, I will return this piece of silver to you. I didn't see that you were so kind and generous."

Yan Bei was startled, recalling the Niu Pi case that day, looked at Qin Yi in surprise and asked, "You sent someone to investigate again? You don't believe me?"

"No." Qin Yi stared at Yanbei, "It's just that the person you donated to was too ostentatious. After that day, he spread everywhere that he met Huo Jigong, and this word has been spread to my ears."

Yan Bei squinted his eyes, then smiled and took the ingot of silver and said, "It seems that I can't be a living Jigong, how is that person now?"

"I kicked that person out and told him not to have anything to do with the Qin family again." Qin Yi replied flatly.

Yan Bei nodded and sighed, "As expected of the eldest son of the Qin family, he handles things much more neatly than me."

Qin Yi took a glance at Yan Bei, heard something in his words, and asked, "You seem to sympathize with him?"

Yan Bei shook his head, curled his mouth and smiled, "I don't sympathize with him, I sympathize with myself. If I do something wrong one day and you drive me out of the Qin family, wouldn't I have to be with you again?" The wild dogs snatched something and ate it?"

"Then don't do anything wrong." Qin Yi said: "Otherwise, I will raise all the wild dogs in the city in the Qin Mansion, so that you have nowhere to grab food."

After hearing this, Yan Bei laughed, leaned towards Qin Yi and said, "Young Master Qin, please do me a favor. I have worked hard in the Qin Manor for more than two years. You should leave me a wild dog."

After Qin Yi heard this, he glanced at Yan Bei with a smile, turned his head and sniffed at him, and said, "You smell much better today, the smell like cow dung is gone at all."

"Heh, thanks for the compliment." Yan Bei smiled unceremoniously, his eyes curled up.

After that day, there was an extra Clivia plant in Qin Yi's house. Qin Yi didn't have much interest in flowers and plants. Even the yard was only taken care of by the servants of the family. He didn't care about it at all, so he suddenly had more plants in the house Qin Yi didn't want to accept a pot of flowers, but Yan Bei insisted on letting it go. He chattered about everything from flowers and plants to literati, and Qin Yi got tired of talking about it, so he agreed to put it in.

Qin Yi placed the flower in the corner of the room, far away from him, so if you don't look around the room carefully, you won't be able to find this Clivia.

"I spent a lot of money to buy it anyway, can't you just put it up properly?" Yan Bei sat on the threshold and watched Qin Yi kick the celadon flower pot to the corner of the wall.

"I only put it here because you persuaded me for a long time, otherwise I would just dig a hole and bury this broken flower." Qin Yi said bitterly.

Yan Bei was delighted, "Then you really gave me a lot of face."

Qin Yi turned his head and glared at Yan Bei, then kicked the flower pot vigorously, making it stick to the corner of the wall.

"Violence." Yan Bei said while covering his ears.

Qin Yi walked over to Yan Bei who was sitting on the threshold, kicked him as if he had just kicked a flowerpot, and asked, "Is this also considered violent?"

"Hehe." Yan Bei grinned deliberately to avoid it, then raised his face and nodded, and said to Qin Yi, "Forget it."

Qin Yi was so angry that Yan Bei lost his temper, and sat beside him with a long sigh.

There were two sounds of insects outside the house and the gentle evening wind. After a moment of silence, Qin Yi changed into a soft tone and said: "It will be my father's death day in a few days, so there is no need to make any red tape. You and Song Boyi will accompany me Go and have a look."

Yan Bei clenched his hands secretly, nodded and said calmly, "Okay."