After confirming that Wei Lingsu didn't want to go home, Qian Yi quietly turned around, took him into the yard through the side door, and led him into the kitchen through the back door—every morning at five o'clock, when everyone else was still asleep, he was here to receive wholesale orders. vegetables.

"You hide here for the time being, and don't open the door to anyone but me."

He sat down Wei Lingsu An. The fair and clean young master was wearing a delicate and elegant little suit, but he was holding a school uniform and resting his chin in melancholy. He was sitting on a huge pumpkin surrounded by a large piece of cabbage. The contrast was too strong. , Qian Yi couldn't hold back a smile.

Wei Lingsu raised his eyes, under the long and curly eyelashes, the amber-like clean pupils looked straight at him, the eyes were cold and pure, which matched Xue very well.It's the type that can make people's heart tremble.

Sensing the resentful look in his eyes, Qian Yi said: "No, I'm not laughing at you."

Wei Lingsu was playing with a curled pumpkin stalk in his hands, and muttered, "I'm not asking myself."

This young master is quite clever.Qian Yi coughed dryly as if to cover up: "Anyway, it wasn't me, so please don't open the door."

After explaining it several times, he walked out of the back door of the kitchen and looked up before locking the door. Wei Lingsu was still sitting where he was, but his eyes were slightly darkened.

"...I will do it as soon as possible." Looking into his eyes, Qian Yi unconsciously added, "Wait for me here."

Wei Lingsu pursed his lips and smiled, at that moment, the snow in his eyes melted: "Okay."

The door lock turned with a click, and Qian Yi walked into the living room, and found that the dean, who could not find anyone on weekdays, and the three teachers, who didn't care about things after get off work, were all sitting in the living room, surrounded by the center of the sofa. A slender woman in a dark green long velvet dress.

Qian Yi guessed that she should be Mrs. Wei.

He glanced at it, nodded as a greeting, turned around and locked the door, intending to return to the dormitory from the edge of the living room.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a step, he was stopped.

"Just you?" one of the teachers said.

"I've always been alone." Qian Yi said calmly.

"Then why is it so late?"

"I still have to work after class, it's so late every day."

The teacher smiled awkwardly, she left after get off work, and didn't wait for another minute, and she really didn't know when Qian Yi would come back.

"Come, have a glass of water." Another teacher brought a glass of warm water, and pulled Qian Yi to sit down at the end of the sofa.

"We're not here to teach you a lesson." She tried her best to sound gentle, even though she usually used her long nails to pretend to pick people inadvertently, "A child got lost accidentally, and his mother was very worried. I’m very worried—you know the security in this area. If you know the news, you should tell the teacher as soon as possible.”

"Okay, Teacher Liu." Qian Yi said indifferently, "I did not see the lost child today, can I go now?"

"My lord has business with you, so don't be resistant." The director of the orphanage said.She is a middle-aged woman who looks a little serious, and there is only one standard for evaluating people, "rich" and "not rich".Mrs. Wei obviously belongs to the former who needs her attention and careful care, which is completely opposite to Qian Yi.

The dean said: "Come back so late, did you meet someone?"

"I didn't see anyone."

"Who taught you to lie!" The dean scolded, "Li Xia has already said, you came back, and called you out again."

It seems that before he came back, all the children in the orphanage, they had talked one by one, and they might have searched all the rooms.But they probably didn't find any substantive evidence, otherwise they wouldn't have tried falsely.

"I went out." Qian Yi responded politely, "However, the studio where I worked part-time was a bit busy and called me back again. I don't know about the lost children you are talking about, and I have never seen them. "

Several pairs of eyes fell on his face, trying to find flaws in his words.

"If you have nothing else to do, I'm going to leave. I still have to work tomorrow." Qian Yi got up and planned to leave.

He had just walked around the sofa when Mrs. Wei, who had been sitting upright in the center, finally spoke, "Where are you working tonight?"

Qian Yi frowned slightly.This was the first time he observed Mrs. Wei at a close distance. She should be a very serious woman, all the lines on her face were tensed and moved down, revealing an unquestionable majesty.

"Didn't you hear my question?" Madam Wei asked.

"Studio." Qian Yi answered the name of the studio calmly.Madam Wei glanced at the landline on the table: "Proof."

Qian Yi was nailed to the spot.He was indeed working in the studio today, but the holiday was approaching, and he left work before eight o'clock.Call now, and the lie just now will be exposed.

Mrs. Wei smiled standardly and coldly: "Don't you dare?"

At that moment, Qian Yi suddenly understood the reason why Wei Lingsu ran away from home.He smiled standardly and politely: "No. It's just that it's too late now, and the studio may have closed get off work."

"Then call your colleagues, foreman, boss, and the person in charge of the studio." Mrs. Wei insisted, "You can't say that you don't have any contact information for these people."

Qian Yi stood silently for a while, then nodded, "Yes."

It could be seen that Mrs. Wei didn't trust anyone, so Qian Yi deliberately dug out the brief introduction of the studio, confirmed the contact number of the studio in front of her, and dialed the number accurately.

The phone was on speakerphone, and there was a busy tone.

Qian Yi's face was calm, but her heart was extremely disturbed.He was in a hurry to get out, and he didn't expect that Wei Lingsu's mother would go directly to the orphanage, and he didn't have time to collude with the people in the studio.

He even hoped that no one answered the call at all, or that the landline exploded on the spot.

However, things backfired, after seven or eight busy beeps, the phone was connected.

Mrs. Wei didn't give the other person time to react, and spoke first: "Hello, is this the Laurentium studio? I'm sorry to disturb you so late, I want to consult, usually children are busy with study and want to go to study at night, I don't know if you can open the door, Is there a teacher, or... other staff?"

She asked very tactfully, even sounding like it had nothing to do with Qian Yi, but she got to the point of the question precisely.

"We are open until [-]pm from Monday to Friday, and until [-]pm on weekends. Holidays will be slightly earlier. If the time is over, that is, the teacher and the worker are not there. If the students want to paint, they can still stay in the studio. There are always people. "The tone of the person who answered was neither too fast nor too slow, giving the impression of being reliable and stable, and his voice was low, which was quite nice.

"Holiday?" Mrs. Wei pretended not to mention it unintentionally, "Today is a holiday, what time do the studio teacher and the little worker get off work?"

Qian Yi's hand quietly clenched the hem of her clothes.

The other party paused for a few seconds, and his tone was still calm and calm: "There is something in the studio today, the teacher left first, and a few small workers who were part-time workers stayed a little late, but they are all part-time work-study students, so they dare not stay too late. They all got off work 10 minutes ago, and those who are closer should be home now." The man suddenly retreated and asked tentatively, "Are you a member of the Xiaogong's family?"

"Hahahaha no, no. I just asked casually." Mrs. Wei didn't expect this trick, so she prevaricated a few words and hung up the phone.

Qian Yi looked at her calmly, he thought Mrs. Wei would forcefully order him to call someone else for cross verification, but she turned off the speakerphone, sighed softly, and showed a trace of fatigue in her delicate and meticulous makeup.

"I'm sorry, it's so late, and I'm bothering you." Maybe she was infected by the calmness of the studio, or maybe she was too tired to hold on until now, but her tone was actually disheartened, "It's also my fault for being too impatient. I shouldn't rush You lose your temper."

She took out a photo from her bag and put it on the table. In the photo, Wei Ling complained with a standard and mechanical smile.

She pushed the photo forward with her fingertips: "If you see him, please contact me as soon as possible."

Qian Yi stood by the window on the second floor, watching Mrs. Wei's car gradually drive away, he drew the curtains, deliberately turned off the lights, pretending that he was still in the room, and touched the kitchen by the light of the flashlight.

The door of the kitchen storage room opened with a creak, and immediately there was an alert "Who!"

"Me." Qian Yi shined the flashlight on herself, but she was suddenly thrown into her arms.

He was a little surprised, thinking that Wei Lingsu was worried about being handed over, stroked his hair, and whispered to comfort him that he had already left.

Unexpectedly, Wei Lingfu turned back slowly, looking at the back door of the kitchen like he was afraid: "...I don't know. I feel that someone wants to come in. I heard the door moving."

Qian Yi went over to check the door lock, and found that the deadbolt had flicked back inexplicably. He felt suspicious, but comforted Wei Ling on the face: "It may be the wind."

Qian Yi embraced his eyes with warm palms, and led Wei Lingsu away from the kitchen, "I'm here."

He didn't take two steps before he realized something was wrong. The people around him were limping, but he was trying his best not to notice anything strange.Qian Yi was short, and when Wei Lingsu stopped him, he lifted his trousers, the blood vessels under his pale skin were clearly visible, and the joints were bruised and bruised, the skin was almost transparent due to the bruise.

Qian Yi raised her head in surprise, "Did you sprain?"

Wei Ling complained without confidence: "Maybe when he jumped off the wall..."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Wei Ling complained like a mosquito: "...I'm afraid you think I'm a burden..."

"If you don't say it, you'll be in trouble. Hold it." Qian Yi handed him the flashlight, "We're going to the hospital now."

"I'm not going to the hospital." Wei Lingfu raised his voice slightly, "Once registered, my mother will come to the door immediately."

Qian Yi bowed his head and thought for a while, then he stood up, turned his back to Wei Ling and said, "Come up."

"...No!" He tried to back up with his bad foot, "Please, even just this one night."

"...not going to the hospital." Qian Yi said, "I asked you to come up."

"I'll carry you."

Wei Lingsu lay on Qian Yi's back, and he walked to the second floor with his back.

His mother has been very strict with him since he was a child, not to mention walking behind his back, not even touching his head intimately.This was the first time he was being carried on his back since he could remember.

For some unknown reason, Qian Yi didn't turn on the light, so he first found out the depth of each step of the stairs, and then slowly pushed his weight up, walking extremely cautiously.

"Actually, it's fine if you support me. I can walk by myself," Wei Ling said.

"It's fine. I'm used to it." Qian Yi replied, "And you're not heavy."

"Are you used to it?" Wei Lingsu couldn't help thinking, who did he recite before?

And who is heavier than him, let Qian Yi get used to it?

The two were silent for a while and didn't speak until they crossed the corner of the third floor and someone had placed a toy. Qian Yi slipped and almost lost his footing. Fortunately, he was quick and freed up a hand to grab the railing. Not to fall down.

Wei Lingsu grabbed his shoulder, still in shock: "...I'm sorry. It's all my fault, I accidentally hurt myself."

Qian Yi thought he was quite funny: "It's me who didn't stand firm, why do you have to apologize? Besides, you're the one who got hurt tonight, why do you want to say sorry to others?"

Wei Ling complained that he was speechless when questioned, and his lips parted weakly. It happened that Qian Yi was going up a step. During the bumps, the tip of his cold lips seemed to nibble on Qian Yi's scorching back of the neck.

He didn't know if Qian Yi had noticed, but his heart was beating very fast.

"No one scolds you here." Qian Yi stepped onto the last step and said, "You can relax."

Wei Lingsu rested his chin on his shoulder and stopped talking.It's not that I don't want to say it, but I'm afraid that I won't be able to hold back once I speak.

Wei Lingsu was placed in front of the last door on the fourth floor.

The door opened with a creak, and Qingming rushed over cheering, halfway, suddenly stopped, and stared blankly at Wei Ling, who was beside Qian Yi, and said, "Why is he still here?!"

Wei Lingsu was supported by Qian Yi to walk in, Qian Yi said indifferently: "He lives here tonight."

"How can this be?" As if suddenly realizing something, Qingming took a big step back and stopped in front of his bed, "I won't let him sleep in my bed!"

"I know." Qian Yi stood still, "So I sleep in your bed, he sleeps in mine, and you go sleep with Li Xia."

Qingming looked at him in disbelief, as if he couldn't understand why Qian Yi was so partial to an "outsider", but Qian Yi only cared about looking for clothes from the closet, as if there was no room for negotiation.Qingming was out of breath, picked up his pillow, and rushed out angrily.

"I don't have any new clothes here." Qian Yi turned back from the closet, "Do you mind wearing mine?"

Wei Lingv shook his head.In other words, it's better to wear it.

After taking a shower and returning to the room, it was already very late. Wei Lingsu sat back on the bed, shaking the ends of his still damp hair, his attention was attracted by the things on the desk in front of the bed.

There is a textbook of chemistry spread out in the middle, and the progress has been far beyond the scope of the first year of high school. There are sometimes precise laws or knowledge points summed up on the side of the book.

Wei Lingsu was secretly surprised while turning over, didn't he still need to work part-time?How can I still find time to preview?He even suspected that this was not a textbook for the first year of high school.

Wei Lingsu turned back the cover to make sure, but unexpectedly, a book with a dark blue cover was exposed under the open textbook. The cover design was simple and clean, with only a narrow moon, and the book was written in both Chinese and English on the upper left corner. Title: The Moon and Sixpence.

He vaguely remembered that this seemed to be a novel.It turns out that Xueba also likes to hide idle books under his textbooks.Wei Lingsu stroked the soft cover of the novel, and finally found some empathy in Qian Yi's peers.

It's quite wrong to tamper with other people's things, but Wei Lingsu couldn't resist the temptation to rummage through it.Flipping through it casually, the page automatically stopped at the position where the owner was looking at before, and there was a sentence that was scratched with a pen: "Sometimes, I want to go to an isolated island in the vast sea. In the valley of the known, surrounded by unknown trees, there is silence. There, I think, I can find what I want."[1]

Wei Lingsu stared at this sentence in a daze, it was just a sentence in a series of conversations, it was plain and without philosophy, why did Qian Yi mark this sentence alone?

Could it be that this sentence resonated with him?

He thought of Qian Yi's way of being able to see all kinds of people in school, and it was difficult to connect "wanting to go to an isolated island in the vast sea" with Qian Yi like this.

He seemed to have glimpsed an unknown corner of Qian Yi, Wei Lingsu quickly turned back, wanting to see what other words had been marked.

The pages of the book flipped, and this time they automatically stopped near the end, revealing a bookmark.

It is said to be a bookmark, but it is actually a picture drawn on white cardboard. It is only used in black and white. It boldly and slightly messily outlines a boy riding a bicycle with his sleeves unruly folded to his elbows. The piano pendant Feiyang - it's the one he bought for Qian Yi.

This is obviously Qian Yi's painting by someone else.

Wei Lingsu closed the novel abruptly, and immediately noticed his emotional confusion.

He settled down, and turned to the page of the bookmark again, only to realize that the person who drew Qian Yi was very careful. He cut out the figure along the outline, traced the gold border by hand, and then hot-on a layer of film to make a bookmark .

Of course, the person who accepted the bookmark was also very careful. It was sandwiched next to the last sentence of the last chapter of the book.

Wei Lingsu was a little unhappy. He pulled out the bookmark and wanted to examine it carefully, but when he turned to the back of the bookmark, he suddenly found a few lines of writing.

"You in my heart."

This is clearly a love letter full of hints.

Wei Lingfu felt sullen, closed the book heavily, and slammed it on the table. At this moment, Qian Yi pushed the door open.

The author has something to say: [1] From "The Moon and Sixpence"

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