Liuzhou Boys

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Once this person has no worries about food and clothing, he starts to like other things - fame, martial arts, money, high position, or beauty.

Gu Yan is no exception, but he doesn't want anything else, only that beauty.

That beauty is his younger brother.

When Gu Yan was ten years old, his younger brother was already sensible. Although he was only five or six years old, he never made troubles. He was like a delicate little porcelain figurine, with long hair hanging down, thick eyelashes, and extremely white skin. Children are a little more delicate.

He is always so quiet, he rarely smiles or speaks, he just likes to sit and read a book, his hair is as soft as feathers and spreads over his shoulders, his sleeves are rolled up, revealing half of his arms like lotus roots.

He has never had a name, just like their master. Regarding this matter, the emperor is not in a hurry to kill the eunuch. The younger brother never said anything, but Gu Yan was so anxious that he would entangle their master every day, opening and closing his mouth. The younger brother takes the name.

The master's expression has always been sleepy, but in the end he didn't take care of his most beloved disciple. He frowned and looked at the cave, and said in a nonchalant tone: "I'm not a scholar, and I can't do anything decent." Anyway, you have no father, no mother, no surname, no name, so why don’t you just use this thing in the cave as your name, a piano, a cup and a chess, so the surname is Qin, and the name is chess, how about it?”

The little junior raised his head to look at his master, only nodded his head, and continued to lower his head to read his book, but Gu Yan was much more excited than him. He ran over and tugged at his sleeve, happily Shouted twice: "Aqi!"

At first, the junior brother didn't quite get used to it, he frowned and ignored him, but later he got used to it, every time Gu Yan called him, he would raise his head and look at his senior brother, his eyes twinkled like stars.

Gu Yan loves his expression so much that he always reaches out and grabs his sleeves and calls his name endlessly, telling him to raise his head and look at himself with those pure, transparent black eyes, feeling It's like having a piece of beautiful jade in your arms, there is nothing happier than this.

It is true that the period from ten to seventeen was the happiest period of his life.

However, from the age of ten to 17 was also the only happy day in his life.

In just seven years, once it passes, there will be nothing left, only passing clouds.

Ah Qi didn't start practicing martial arts before the age of seven, because he was not old enough, probably because he was close to ink and black, and his temper was very similar to that indifferent master. He was cool, and he didn't know what to do except reading. .

Gu Yan hates this very much. He is too lazy to practice martial arts and spends so much time with Aqi, but Aqi can't make a boring fart with three sticks. He just reads books, which makes him extremely angry. Not happy.Shouldn't you be playing at this age? Ah Qi looks so good-looking, he must be very pretty when he smiles. What books should he read?

Then he began to entangle and grind hard. When the master went out with his front foot, he hooked Aqi's shoulder with his back foot, and began to talk about things for the children, from the top of the mountain to the mountainside to the foot of the mountain, from the sika deer to the antelope and then to the village. Of course, he has not seen many of them, it is purely a thing from a book, and he only vaguely remembers that one day a few years ago, he ran to the foot of the mountain while his master was out and stole the sweet-scented osmanthus cake. It's delicious, after thinking about it this time, I really want to bring it to my junior brother to taste, he must like it.

Thinking of this, he was in a good mood, ran over and kissed his junior brother on the face, then tilted his head, and kissed his forehead with some solemnity.

Ah Qi raised his eyes blankly, only to see the boy who was five years older than him looking at him seriously with downcast eyes, his long hair fell on his face, and it would be itchy.