Lord Rabbit

When Hong Shengyi left, Qincha asked a few guys to wash the fruits and distribute them to everyone. One guy was carrying a small basket and asked, "Leader, this..." Qincha glanced, "Put it there, I'll eat it later." "

Qin Cha washed her hands, took a piece of rose cake, opened it, and the purple-red petal stuffing rushed out from the meringue.Qincha is used to splitting into two pieces, but today...

"Master", a young opera apprentice called him crisply at the door, stretched out his hand, and offered two hairpins. ...

The first time I ate rose cakes was the Mid-Autumn Festival of that year.

Hong Shengyi led Qin Cha, holding the pieces of Master Rabbit in his hand, and hurried home.

A few servants hurried over to stop them, the young master can enter, but what's the matter with this dirty little actor?If this enters the house, the master must blame it.

"What's the matter? I can't go home yet?" Hong Shengyi's temper had already worn Qin Cha to the extreme, and at this moment he finally lost his temper.

"Young master, it's not that you can't get in, it's that he can't. You're still young and don't understand what he does. If the master knows this, he must beat you again."

Speaking of the beating last time, Hong Shengyi remembered that Qin Cha was a boy.But he didn't hate it at all, and Qin Cha never said that she was a girl.It's all Young Master Chen talking nonsense!Then for the past half month, Qin Cha was beaten in vain.With such a small stature and such a docile temper, why did he lead others to bully him?

The more he thought about it, the more he felt guilty, and the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. He looked at the rabbit master in his hand, and today, no matter what, he had to help him stick it together, give it to him with his own hands, and apologize to him.

Thinking of this, he hugged Qin Cha and yelled at several servants, "Let us in! He is my good friend, I must take him in!"

After speaking, he said to Qin Cha, "Run!" After that, he rushed towards the east room with Qin Cha.

A few servants were in a mess and wanted to grab Qin Cha and beat him out, but the young master hugged him tightly, they didn't dare to use any force at all, the young master's skin is tender, if they get hurt, none of them can bear it rise.

Qin Cha was surprised. This young master said that he was his good friend, and he took him home to play today, but usually, this young master with sword eyebrows and star eyes bullied him a lot. He was the tallest among the group of young masters. , he can remember clearly.

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, watching the young master leading an opera singer into the house.

"Sit there." Hong Shengyi pointed to his big wicker chair, "I'll find a way to stick it to you."

Qin Cha sat upright in embarrassment and cautiously

"Why are you so nervous, you think you are still singing on stage, you are so straight, aren't you tired!"

Hong Shengyi hadn't glued anything before, he rummaged through boxes and cabinets, and finally imitated the maid Yu Sima's example, and reluctantly put together Master Rabbit.

Qin Cha wanted to reach for it, but was stopped by Hong Shengyi, "Don't move! Wait for it to dry"

Qin Cha withdrew her hand, lowered her head and said nothing.

"What's your name?" Hong Shengyi asked

"It used to be He Shuanzi, but now it's Qincha, um...you can call me Shuanzi, or Qincha"

"What a mess, talkative, um, I think you look like that rabbit master, with red lips and white teeth, big and bright eyes, I will call you rabbit from now on."

Qin Cha stopped talking.

"How old are you?" Hong Shengyi sat beside Qin Cha

"Six...six years old"

"Oh, I'm three years older than you, do you know my name?"

Qin Cha shook her head.

Hong Shengyi showed him a pair of big characters hanging on the wall, and the words Hong Shengyi were neatly written on it.

"Hong... Sheng... Yi?" Qin Cha read it seriously.

"Hey, not bad, you can still read, you..."

Hong Shengyi was about to speak, but Qin Cha's stomach groaned first.

"Are you hungry?" Hong Shengyi asked.

Qin Cha hesitated for a while, then nodded.

"You didn't have lunch?"

Qin Cha looked at him blankly.He has never heard that there is a meal at noon. In Guichuan, there are two meals in the morning and one evening, white porridge and steamed buns in the morning, and noodles in vegetable soup for dinner. They are all watery and not full.

"Forget it" Hong Shengyi finally realized that he couldn't ask anything about this child, "I'll get you something to eat" After finishing speaking, he strode out.

Qincha looked blankly at this gorgeous bedroom, with mahogany tables, silk quilts embroidered with dragons and phoenixes, calligraphy and paintings hanging on the clean white walls.

This was a completely different childhood from his.

It is a childhood without sleeves, makeup, blood and tears.

After a while, Hong Shengyi came back with a plate of dim sum. He generously handed over the top one, and said to Qin Cha, "Eat this, this is rose cake, it's the best."

Qin Cha took it carefully, thanked him in a low voice, and was about to put it in his mouth, when he saw Hong Shengyi, he broke it in half again, and handed the half to Hong Shengyi.

Hong Shengyi smiled and waved his hands, "You can eat, I have enough, we have as much as we want at home"

Qin Cha still stretched out his hand persistently, he didn't know the concept of "as much as you want", he only knew that as long as you give Hong Shengyi half of it, both of them can eat delicious rose cakes.

When Hong Shengyi took it, he suddenly felt a very strange feeling in his heart. It was many, many years later that he realized that that feeling was called heartbeat.