Cut off

Bai Hemian lingered in Feng Qisong's arms for a while without any scruples, then straightened up and broke free: "Second Brother Feng, why did you come out?"

The news of Feng Qisong's fake death hasn't been made public yet, and he usually wouldn't take the initiative to leave the East Wing.

"I'm afraid that the third child will bully you." Feng Qisong clenched his fist and coughed lightly against his lips, "As a result, you already have a way to deal with him."

It was about the dagger that Young Master Bai hid in his sleeve.

Bai Hemian took out the dagger again, and handed it to Feng Qisong carefully: "I asked Qianshan to buy it for me. It's very sharp, and it's enough to scare the third master."

The dagger was exquisitely made, and the scabbard was embossed in the shape of blooming flowers.

"Glamourous." Feng Qisong gently turned the handle of the knife and gave a very pertinent evaluation.

Young Master Bai wasn't angry either, he knew that the guy he used for self-defense even Second Master didn't like him, he didn't know how to use it if it was just for him.

"But...it's enough to scare the third child." Feng Qisong changed the subject, returned the dagger to Bai Hemian, and touched his neck where he had climbed the peony petals, "But I'm still worried."

"He Mian, I really want to tie you by my side."

"Why, do you want me to be a canary?" Bai Hemian smiled, leaned over to Brother Feng, and blinked triumphantly.

"Not willing?" Brother Feng asked back.

"Yes." He sighed, reached out and brushed off the non-existing dust on Feng Qisong's shoulders, and sincerely sighed, "Your Feng Erye wants me to be a canary, so you must prepare the best cage."

"I, Bai Hemian, will not go to a cage that is too cheap."

Feng Qisong lowered his eyes, was silent for a moment, and said: "Reluctance."

The north wind blew Erye Feng's words away, Bai Hemian opened his mouth, and took a mouthful of Xuemozi.

He always felt that when Feng Qisong said "reluctantly", his tone was too indifferent, not as if he really "reluctantly", but as if he was using reason to suppress a beast.

But what's wrong with being Feng Qisong's canary?

Bai Hemian blinked in a daze.

It is never others but yourself that is trapped in a prison made of love.

He is willing and happy.

The snow fell even harder, and the sky and the earth were all silvery white.Bai Hemian followed Feng Qisong back to the East Wing, took off his coat, and before warming his hands to the stove, Qian Shan knocked on the door with bad news.

"Miss Wen came to the door."

"Miss Wen..." Bai Hemian raised his head and glanced at Second Brother Feng who was sitting by the desk.

Feng Qisong was wearing glasses, and the shallow moles of tears were stranded in the creases at the end of his eyes. His sleeves were neatly rolled up, and there was not even an extra wrinkle. He exuded an extreme forbearance and restraint all over his body.

It's a different person than on the bed.

Bai Hemian stared at it fascinated for a while, and the jealousy returned to the bottom of his heart.He still remembered that when Feng Qisong first married into the Feng family, Feng Qisong met Miss Wen alone and talked for a long time.

"What is she here for?" Feng Qisong asked Bai Hemian the question he was most concerned about.

Qian Shan replied: "The person who came to look for the third master said that he had something urgent to do."

"Is there something urgent?"

"The third master didn't allow me to follow, so I arranged for a few servants to be nearby." Qian Shan frowned, not quite sure, "But they can't stay with the third master for a long time, so what's the matter? I didn't find out."

"Understood." Feng Qisong pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and called Young Master Bai without raising his head, "He Mian, come here."

He ran over, lay on Feng Qisong's back, and snorted.

Feng Qisong paused: "Huh?"

"Miss Wen." Bai Hemian reminded in a "kindly" way, so that his jealousy would be justified.

"Miss Wen..." Feng Qisong repeated after him, belatedly recalling what happened a long time ago, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up imperceptibly.

Second Master Feng didn't ask him why he was jealous, but instead said, "I haven't seen you playing cards for a long time."

The first time I saw Miss Wen was to play cards at Jin's house, because of this incident, Bai Hemian lost her temper on the way back.

"It's boring, they can't play with me." Bai Hemian was feeling unlucky for a day or two, and Wang himself also went home.

"I can't play with you either."

"That's why you let me go." He grinned and pushed his head into Brother Feng's neck, not intending to continue asking.

Miss Wen was just a small misunderstanding between them, Bai Hemian would not take it seriously, and Feng Qisong had no real relationship with her, so there was no need to explain it too seriously.

But misunderstandings are like snowballing, if one is let go, the next one will only get bigger.

So Feng Qisong hugged Bai Hemian onto his lap, and grabbed his flailing hand: "Miss Wen is the old friend of the third child."

"……what?"

"The old acquaintances of the third child are much better, you don't have to remember all the names." Feng Qisong didn't want Bai Hemian to worry about outsiders, and his speech speed gradually accelerated, "It's just that she is special."

"What kind of special method?" Bai Hemian's curiosity was aroused.

Feng Qisong said indifferently: "The third child and Miss Wen met when the elder brother just died."

"After the elder brother passed away, the third child couldn't get out for a long time. He washed his face with tears every day and drank like an alcoholic. I taught him a few times. He was afraid and stopped spending time in the tavern. Miss Wen is messing around."

The implication is that Miss Wen is not a confidante like the third child.

"The third master likes Miss Wen?" Bai Hemian had long forgotten to be jealous, and listened with gusto.

"Like...and liking are not the same." Feng Qisong's answer was very subtle.

Some like it, just like it.

Three liang of wine to drink, a thousand dollars to buy a smile, like the most valuable.

Bai Hemian snorted.

What he hears most in the flower building is the pledge of eternal love, and what he sees most is treachery. The lovers who are in love with each other at night can fight for a few dollars of whoring money when they wake up.

"During that time, I was too tired to solve the affairs left by my eldest brother, and I had no time to be distracted. I just thought it would be great if the third brother could come out, but unfortunately..." When Feng Qisong sighed, the mole at the end of his eyes became clearer.

It's a pity that the third child of the Feng family has become a wimp since then.

"What about you?" Bai Hemian asked the most concerned question.

Feng Laosan could forget his eldest brother's death through drinking too much, but Feng's second brother never drank excessively, nor went to spend his days and nights. He sealed himself in the closed house and walked alone day after day.

Feng Qisong was silent for a long time, and brushed his fingers along Young Master Bai's eyebrows: "I have you."

He blushed, turned his face away, and looked at the sparrow on the window sill looking for rice.

Since it started snowing, Bai Hemian sprinkled a handful of millet on the window. He knew that there were not many birds that could survive, so he just wanted to feel at ease.

The snow in Jinling cannot stay, it falls during the day and melts at night, or it falls at night and melts during the day.

The temperature fluctuated, but it was not too warm.

After watching for a long time, dark shadows began to flicker in front of Bai Hemian's eyes, Feng Qisong stretched out his hands to cover his eyes, letting him rest.

Bai Hemian was obedient and soft in front of Second Brother Feng, lowered his head obediently, his eyelashes were like butterflies, and he was about to fly in Feng Qisong's warm palm.

A sliver of burning desire surged in Feng Qisong's heart, only a sliver, not enough to burn out his reason, but enough to make Young Master Bai get a sticky kiss.

He kissed him, and suddenly said: "Second brother Feng, you said that the third master and Miss Wen have known each other for a long time?"

"Yeah." Feng Qisong pinched the tip of Bai Hemian's chin, felt that he had lost weight, and rubbed his fingers absently, "It's been a while since my elder brother passed away."

"Second brother Feng, tell me... how does it feel to be with each other?" Bai Hemian raised his head suddenly, soft hair brushed against Feng Qisong's cheek, like a bird suddenly flapping its wings bluffing.

He felt that he and Brother Feng had only known each other for a few short months, so he was full of curiosity about the relationship that spanned the years.

This is an easy question to answer. Whether it is family affection, love or friendship, there are always a few people who spend a long time with you in this world.

Feng Qisong pursed his lips and did not answer Bai Hemian's question.

Bai Hemian murmured to himself: "I used to listen to operas, and I often listened to operas, there were monsters and people who fell in love, and waited for hundreds of years, just for a reincarnation... What does it feel like to wait for a long time for someone to meet again? ?”

Feng Qisong continued to remain silent.

Maybe he is so overjoyed.

The young Bai Hemian hadn't noticed the heavy and long love of Feng Er Ge, he thought Feng Qisong was only moved after he was snatched away, so he said without any psychological burden: "I'm really envious."

Yes, the love that has gone through all kinds of difficulties and dangers is the most fascinating.

Feng Qisong watched Bai Hemian's speaking lips tenderly, and kissed the corner of his mouth lightly from time to time, and only let him go when he said he was tired.

"Go see Miss Wen." Feng Qisong smiled, "You've wanted to see her for a long time, right?"

Bai Hemian's face was reddish, and there was shame in his eyes.

He still cared, how could it be so easy to forget the vinegar he had eaten?Even if Second Brother Feng explained, he still wanted to meet Miss Wen in person.

"Second Brother Feng, I'm going." Young Master Bai didn't dare to look Feng Qisong directly in the eyes, feeling that he was jealous, as if he was controlling Second Brother Feng, and he was not even allowed to talk to women.

"Go." Feng Qisong watched him slip away amusedly, and waved for Qian Shan to follow.

There was a lot of fine snow, Second Master Feng stopped and stayed by the window for a long time, watching the sparrows flying around and flying away, the rice grains on the window sill were not too many, and the count was exactly nine.

The cold wind blows away the warmth in the house.

When Bai He was sleeping, Feng Qisong was afraid that he would freeze, so he only opened the window a thin slit, but now that he is gone, he doesn't care so much.

Cold makes people calm.

With his hands behind his back, Feng Qisong temporarily escaped from the entanglement of love, and became the second master Feng who was stirring up the situation in Jinling City in a wheelchair.His eyes fell on the thin snow in the courtyard, he didn't think about Bai Hemian's jealousy, but he was thinking about the "envy" that the young master said.

Bai Hemian is envious of the feelings of waiting for thousands of years in the drama, but how does he know that there is someone who has been waiting for him for many years?

If this person told the truth, would Bai Hemian be really happy as he described?