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On the way, Qin Siyu looked at Ji Muyan and sighed.

After the treatment, Ji Muyan returned to the state of ignoring him, like a ruthless scumbag.

Qin Siyu reflected on what he did wrong for the [-]th time, but he didn't think about it for the [-]th time.

It's not good to go on like this, Qin Siyu planned to ask Ji Muyan directly.

After returning home, Qin Siyu saw that Ji Muyan was going to his room, and took a step forward to block Ji Muyan.

Ji Muyan paused, and asked Qin Siyu what's wrong with his eyes.

Qin Siyu looked at Ji Muyan with his arms folded, and asked, "Why are you avoiding me?"

Ji Muyan's eyes wandered for a moment before he said stiffly, "I haven't."

Qin Siyu clicked his tongue, "You still said no, you don't even look at me."

Only then did Ji Muyan realize that he was acting too obviously, coughed and continued to speak firmly: "I didn't, you were thinking too much."

"Did I do something wrong?" Qin Siyu said helplessly, "You have been hiding from me for several days, oh my little ancestor, don't torture me anymore."

Ji Muyan stopped and said, "It's not your fault."

"It's not my fault, whose fault is that?" Qin Siyu was really full of question marks, saying that a woman's heart is a needle in the bottom of the sea, and Ji Muyan's heart is about to catch up.

"It was my fault."

"your fault?"

Ji Muyan was too embarrassed to say the real reason, so he had to say, "It's my fault."

Seeing that Ji Muyan didn't want to talk about it, Qin Siyu couldn't bear to force him, but he had to talk about it carefully. If Ji Muyan did this again next time, he would be ruined.

"I've been worried these days. If I can't do anything, I will reflect on my mistakes. I said, Comrade Xiao Ji, let's discuss it. If we have something to talk about in the future, don't hold it in your heart. You need to communicate, okay?"

Ji Muyan apologized seriously: "I'm sorry."

What Qin Siyu wants is not an apology: "I have been unilaterally neglected by you for so many days, and you sent me away with a word of sorry?"

Ji Muyan pursed his lips, thought for a while and said, "How about I compensate you some money?"

Qin Siyu was amused by his stupidity, "Do you think I'm short of money?"

Ji Muyan also realized that he had said something stupid just now, and said with some annoyance: "There is no shortage."

Seeing Ji Muyan's inadvertent softness, Qin Siyu felt itchy in his heart, but he couldn't do anything too extreme, so he thought about it carefully, and then said: "Well, I'll give you a little Punishment, let you have a longer memory."

Ji Muyan nodded, "What punishment is it?"

Qin Siyu suffocated, and said with a straight face: "Stand up straight."

Ji Muyan subconsciously stood up straight, and asked, "Standing in a military posture?"

Qin Siyu looked at Ji Muyan's skillful movements and asked, "Did you often stand before?"

"No." Ji Muyan paused and said, "Sometimes grandpa gets angry, and grandpa asks me to stand in a military posture."

Qin Siyu recalled that Mr. Ji had served as a soldier in his early years, and this punishment was in Mr. Ji's style, "How long do you usually stand?"

Ji Muyan said, "3 minutes."

Qin Siyu: "..."

"I let you stand for three and a half minutes, are you wronged?"

Ji Muyan glanced at him. Ji Muyan has a pair of clean peach eyes, with a raised arc on the upper eyelid. When looking up, the eyes are fully opened, big and round like a dog's eyes.

Qin Siyu suddenly understood why Ji Lao was so stubborn and stubborn, why he couldn't bear to punish Ji Muyan.

Who can stand this!

Qin Siyu coughed: "It doesn't take three and a half minutes, you take a step forward."

Ji Muyan paused for a moment and said, "If you go any further, I will hit you."

Qin Siyu laughed: "Are you bargaining with me?"

Ji Muyan stopped talking and took a step forward.

In this way, the distance between them is only one fist. Qin Siyu's breath and body temperature surround Ji Muyan, as if holding him in his arms.

Qin Siyu looked down at Ji Muyan. Ji Muyan had soft hair, small and round earlobes, a slender swan neck, tall and slightly thin shoulders, and smooth lines meeting at the waist. Ji Muyan was wearing a white shirt with the hem tucked into his trousers The waist is so thin and narrow that he can hold it with open arms.

Qin Siyu didn't want to be a human being.

Seeing that Qin Siyu hadn't spoken, Ji Muyan asked, "And then?"

Qin Siyu coughed, looked away and said, "Look up at me."

Ji Muyan: "..."

He inexplicably felt that this was somewhat familiar, and tentatively said, "Have you thought about it before?"

Qin Siyu chuckled, "That's right, I've learned to answer quickly."

Ji Muyan was silent for three seconds before saying: "...you are so perverted."

Qin Siyu: "..."

****

"I've thought about it before" left a deep impression on Ji Muyan's heart, causing him to hide from Qin Siyu for a few more days.

After two days of hiding, Ji Muyan realized that Qin Siyu was quite aggrieved. When he went out in the morning, Qin Siyu watched him hesitate to speak, and finally did not speak, but smiled helplessly.

The more Ji Muyan thinks about it, the more restless he becomes. He won't hurt Qin Siyu, right? What if Qin Siyu doesn't talk to him anymore?

Ji Muyan wanted to send Qin Siyu an apology text message, but he didn't know what to say. This matter had been in his heart for a whole day, and he didn't even think about playing the piano.

Ji Muyan concentrated on playing for more than ten minutes. Before he finished playing a piece of music, he made several wrong notes in a row, and the more he made more mistakes, an elegant piano piece was almost turned into a harsh noise by his playing.

Ji Muyan sighed resignedly, and the piano music stopped abruptly.

I can't calm down, and I can't play the song well no matter how many times I play it.

Ji Muyan looked at the clock on the wall and counted the seconds. Qin Siyu came back a little late today, and it has been 5 minutes, and Qin Siyu hasn't come back yet.

After another 15 minutes, Ji Muyan heard movement at the door. He looked away as if he was electrocuted, and lowered his head like a guilty conscience, not daring to look at the door.

The door opened, and Ji Muyan heard the rustling sound of Qin Siyu changing clothes. He clearly heard it, but for some reason he didn't raise his head.

Qin Siyu didn't talk to him as soon as he came in as usual, Ji Muyan lowered his head and didn't know what he was doing.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and finally stopped in front of him. Ji Muyan didn't look up, and caught a glimpse of red from the corner of his eye.

Ji Muyan was slightly startled, and suddenly raised his head to see Qin Siyu holding a large bunch of red roses.

Seeing Ji Muyan's round eyes, Qin Siyu frowned and said, "Are you still avoiding me?"

This large bouquet of roses occupied Ji Muyan's entire mind. He stared straight at the large bouquet of roses, unable to concentrate on answering Qin Siyu's question.

"You, you gave me red roses?" After several seconds, Ji Muyan recovered his voice.

Qin Siyu laughed: "Yes, do you like it?"

Ji Muyan heard one more word in a daze: "Yes, do you like me?"

He was almost stunned, he looked at Qin Siyu stupidly, his figure was reflected in those smiling, gentle and deep eyes.

The mood that had been hazy and confused for a long time became extremely clear at this moment. Ji Muyan heard his strong and fast heartbeat in the silence, and his heart would not lie.

Ji Muyan opened his mouth, and the word "like" almost blurted out.

Before he could speak, Qin Siyu asked: "Comrade Xiao Ji, let's discuss it. I'll give you your favorite roses. Can you stop hiding from me?"

Ji Muyan was taken aback for a moment, "I like the... roses the most?"

Qin Siyu smiled, "Don't you like red roses the most? It's thanks to the fact that you don't like plum blossoms. Otherwise, I really wouldn't be able to get them at this time of year."

"So...you gave me red roses just because I happened to like them?"

Qin Siyu said: "Yes, but red roses are really easy to be misunderstood. When I bought flowers, the shop owner asked me if I was giving them to my girlfriend. Give it to my little ancestor."

After finishing speaking, Qin Siyu looked down at the bouquet of roses, "Don't say it, you have good taste, red is festive, and you feel good when you look at it."

Ji Muyan took the large bouquet of roses and hummed inexplicably.

Really good mood.

He raised his head and asked Qin Siyu: "Do you have a big vase at home?"

Qin Siyu said, "There's one in the kitchen."

Ji Muyan nodded, and went to the kitchen with the flowers in his arms.

Qin Siyu looked at Ji Muyan's back, and the smile in his eyes deepened.

He lied just now. In fact, after the shop owner finished asking, he replied like this: "I don't give it to my girlfriend, but to my little boyfriend."

The owner of the shop is his good brother who played with him since he was a child, and the flower shop is all because of chasing his wife.

His sexuality has never been a secret. After he said this, he was stopped and questioned for a long time. Finally, he promised to have dinner with his little boyfriend, and his friend let him go.

Qin Siyu rubbed his chin, he must invite a big table when the time comes, Ji Muyan is so good, if he doesn't tell the whole world, many people will be thinking about it behind his back.

****

Before going to sleep, Ji Muyan sat by the window, looking up at the red rose on the bedside table.

After watching quietly for a few minutes, Ji Muyan turned off the light, lay down by the window and closed his eyes. In the darkness, it seemed as if a little bit of starlight enveloped the bouquet of roses, illuminating his dream.

In the dream, he was a small one, sitting helplessly on a chair.

Since he lost his sight, his mother's temper has become better, and she no longer loses her temper for no reason, and will not force him to practice the piano all the time.

When he got up this morning, his mother kissed his eyes and stroked his hair.

The mothers of other children do this, and Xiao Ji Muyan can't help but wonder if his mother loves him too, which is why he has become so good.

Although his mother has a very gentle temper, he has been trembling all the time, and he can't explain it, he just feels that this is the calm before the storm.

In the morning, his mother made his favorite omelette and cut half a mango for him.

Xiao Ji Muyan was well-behaved and sensible. He took a small bite and asked his mother, "Mom, do you want to eat?"

"Mom doesn't eat, just say something." Mom's voice was very gentle, but trembling.

Xiao Ji Muyan didn't notice this detail, and happily ate the omelette with his head down.

Ji Muyan looked like an outsider. Looking at the scene in his memory, he said to his little self: "Your mother is crying, she is going to abandon you."

The mother sitting opposite was in tears, her eyes were both sad and crazy.

He couldn't see it at that time. This was a picture in his fantasy. He looked at his mother deep in his memory, and he had no resentment in his heart.

When he was young, he didn't understand his mother's pain, but when he grows up, he understands. That's fine, after going to heaven, his mother will be relieved.

After eating, mother dressed Xiao Ji Muyan and said that she would take him out to play.

Although there was darkness in front of him, Xiao Ji Muyan still looked up at his mother, and asked childishly, "Where are we going?"

Mom touched Xiao Ji Muyan's head and said, "Mom will take you to a beautiful place, you will like it there."

Xiao Ji Muyan couldn't see anything. He didn't know how beautiful the place his mother took him was, but he could feel that his mother was in a good mood, so he sensiblely didn't ask any more questions.

Ji Muyan followed them out of the house.

He knows where to go.

After the car stopped, the bitter cold wind blew on Xiao Ji Muyan's face like a knife.

Xiao Ji Muyan frowned slightly, raised his head and asked his mother, "Mom, where are we going?"

Mother looked at the snow-capped barren mountain in front of her, her eyes were calmer than ever, her absurd and painful life was finally coming to an end, and on the eve of the end of her life, she was not afraid, but had a little joy in her heart.

Hearing Xiao Ji Muyan's voice, she looked down at her son and raised her hand to touch Xiao Ji Muyan's face.

"Click" his tears fell on the back of his hand.

Mother withdrew her hand like an electric shock.

Because of her stupidity, her son was implicated. She still remembers when she gave birth to Xiao Ji Muyan, she looked at the small, soft baby, and her heart softened into a puddle of spring water. This is a piece of meat that fell from her body. Her favorite baby.

She must love her well.

But she broke her promise.

After the onset of bipolar disorder, she couldn't control her crazy self. When she woke up several times, little Ji Muyan was covered in injuries. Another time she almost drowned him. Ji Muyan was already seven years old, but he was as thin as four. At the age of five, a pair of smart eyes were also lost because of her.

She is not a qualified mother.

Mom touched Ji Muyan's head, and wanted to ask him "would you blame mom", but she couldn't say it.

His mother took Ji Muyan's hand and walked up the barren hills. Little Ji Muyan had long learned to observe words and expressions. Although he couldn't see him, he keenly felt that his mother was not in a good mood, so he kept the words in his heart and followed his mother quietly. around.

The snow on the mountain is very thick, Ji Muyan is weak and can't keep up with his mother's pace, "Mom, can you slow down."

The mother stopped and looked back at her little son.

Ji Muyan is still so young, he still has his own life, isn't it too cruel for her to take him to death like this.

Ji Muyan's facial features similar to that of that man brought back memories of his mother, and in a daze, her mother fell into a violent mood again.

Ji Muyan is her son!Absolutely can't leave it to that man! !

Mother took Xiao Ji Muyan's hand and walked into the deep mountains. She took big steps, as if someone was chasing her from behind. Xiao Ji Muyan couldn't keep up with her footsteps at all, and was dragged for a long time, and finally exhausted. fell down in the snow.

Surrounded by biting ice and snow, Xiao Ji Muyan's face was frozen. He supported the ground and got up by himself.

He couldn't see anything, he couldn't hear his mother's voice with the wind blowing all around him.

Xiao Ji Muyan panicked. He had just called "Mom" when he was interrupted by the woman's frantic and desperate cries.

"It's you, it's you who ruined my life!! I shouldn't have given birth to you in the first place!!"

"You don't follow me, are you going to find him!"

"You have the same blood as him, you are a beast! The devil!!"

Xiao Ji Muyan was in a panic. He couldn't see where his mother was, so he could only cry while reaching out to find his mother.

His mother's cries disappeared at some point, and he couldn't see anything, the surroundings were pitch black, and the only thing that accompanied him was the sound of the wind.He was hungry, cold and tired, and he groped forward while shouting. Later, his voice became hoarse and his consciousness became blurred. In the end, he could only move his steps mechanically like a robot.

He was too young to describe his feelings at that time, and after waking up from nightmares every night, he realized that it was a fear deeper than death.

He really thought he was going to die until he fell into a warm embrace.

He thought he was dreaming, just like the little match girl in a fairy tale, dying in a beautiful illusion.

The embrace was so gentle and warm, but it was a little noisy.

But he liked the man's voice, and it didn't matter if it was noisy.

After he woke up in the hospital bed, he realized that this was not a dream.

"Child, I just came to see you with flowers when you woke up."

"Red roses, the color is joyful. This ward is all white. I send you red roses to neutralize it."

"My child, you are quite clingy. I will come back to see you when I finish the game."

Later, before Brother Yu came, his grandfather took him away.

He always remembered the agreement with Brother Yu to go back and wait for Brother Yu, but his grandfather had already taken him abroad, and his physical condition did not allow him to be discharged from the hospital.

After the time agreed between him and brother Yu passed, Ji Muyan no longer asked to go back, but only asked to put a bouquet of red roses by his window.

On the day when his eyes were healed, Ji Muyan opened his eyes and saw a bouquet of red roses at first sight.

That touch of red is the brightest red in his life.

When he was little, his initial definition of love and tenderness was the warm embrace and the roses on the bedside.

*****

Ji Muyan opened his eyes in the morning light, and turned to look at the bouquet of roses.

For so many years, his definition of love and tenderness has not changed.