Touch the cold

The Qin family's foundation was established by Qin Yi's father.

Father Qin was just a blacksmith when he was young, but this blacksmith had a quick mind and made many friends, so he gradually attracted a group of people, and these people followed him to do business bit by bit. Hard work, beyond words.

Qin Yi's mother passed away long ago, and the Qin family only raised a young master like Qin Yi. Qin Yi still remembered that when he was very young, his father set up a banquet one day, some things Qin Yi didn't even know Many people sat at the table, cups clashed, and voices were noisy.

Qin Yi was also greedy for excitement that day, seeing this scene, he was tired of being in his father's arms and refused to leave, listening to these grown-ups talking about things he couldn't understand, until his father slammed the table and got up, The cups, plates and plates on the table fell to the ground one after another, making a clanging and shattering sound.

Qin Yi rolled down from his father's body before he could get scared in the future, and then shrank under the table, trembling when he heard the noise above his head. Later, someone fished him out from under the table and sent him back In his house, Qin Yi only remembered that after that, the Qin mansion became quite deserted, no one at the banquet came that day, and his father's expression was not very good.

However, Qin Yi didn't want to understand and didn't want to understand things in the business field. He and Song Boyi played around in the city all day long. Misfortune came out, and Qin's father beat and scolded him many times, but Qin Yi didn't listen to him at that time. It was not until one day when he saw his father vomiting blood with his own eyes that Qin Yi suddenly felt that he should support the family. Only then did a lot of business with his father.

The year Qin's father left, Qin Yi was only 15 years old. Fortunately, what Qin's father left to Qin Yi was not a mess. Those who were separated from the Qin family at the banquet were all killed by Qin Yi during those few years. The father either squeezed out or devoured it, or it was because of the father and son. Qin Yi inherited many of Qin's father's temperament, and the business road went smoothly from the beginning, and the Qin family fell into Qin Yi's hands so firmly. .

But after that, Mo Zijin couldn't see clearly, because Qin Yi was already drunk at the moment, and the ink brush drew a bunch of unknown things on the paper, Qin Yi lay on the table, with hazy drunken eyes Looking at Mo Zijin.

"Qin...Qin Yi." Seeing Qin Yi's appearance, Mo Zijin called him tentatively. Qin Yi blinked his eyes in response, threw away the ink pen in his hand, and he drew on the table. The mottled piece of paper, he put his hand on the candle flame to burn it, but his hand was unsteady, and he was about to reach into the flame swaying from side to side.

Seeing this, Mo Zijin snatched his hand away and said to him: "I'll do it." Then he stretched out the paper Qin Yi was holding in his hand, threw it into the candle flame and burned it. Bits of fire turned into ashes, blown away by the breeze penetrating in from all directions.

Qin Yi watched the piece of paper slowly disappear before his eyes, his eyes dimmed, then he turned his wrist and held Mo Zijin's hand instead.

Mo Zijin was startled, Qin Yi's fingertips were still icy, but his palm was warm, this hand gently covered his hand, and occasionally squeezed it slightly.

Mo Zijin didn't withdraw this hand that could have been easily drawn out, but just let Qin Yi hold it, and then watched his upper and lower eyelids gradually stick together, and then fell asleep on one arm.

The room was extremely quiet, and only the sound of Qin Yi's steady breathing remained in Mo Zijin's ears. The candle on the table was about to burn out. It was completely dark but it didn't make people feel scary, because there was warmth in this night, which came from Qin Yi's palm and melted into Mo Zijin's heart.

Either he didn't want to or he didn't want to, Mo Zijin didn't take back his hand all night, he was really sleepy, just like Qin Yi, he fell asleep on his arm, and when they woke up the next day, their necks were sore is sour.

"You are very stupid." The next morning, when Mo Zijin opened his eyes, he saw such a sentence. When he looked up, Qin Yi's eyes with a bit of blame and helplessness fell on his eyes. inside.

Mo Zijin knew what he was referring to, but he just rolled his eyes and smiled, and said, "It's rare to see you drunk, I can't bear to wake you up."

Qin Yi shook his head helplessly, poured a freshly brewed hot tea and handed it to Mo Zijin, and wrote: "You woke up just in time, I have something to tell you."

Mo Zijin blew on the hot tea in the cup, and just wanted to drink it to warm his stomach, but he was stopped by these words. Usually, Mo Zijin was asking questions and Qin Yi was answering in the communication between the two of them. The words made Mo Zijin a little flustered, and he hurriedly asked, "What's the matter?"

Qin Yi was not in a hurry, sat down and wrote one stroke at a time: "I have a batch of goods to be sent to the Northwest Great Wall, and the commercial road has just been opened there, I want to follow along to see."

"You still have to go there in person?" Mo Zijin was puzzled, "It's just delivering a batch of goods."

Qin Yi nodded seriously, "This product is not important, what is important is the merchants along the way outside the Great Wall, maybe we can win some more buyers. I really have to go for this matter."

"En." Mo Zijin nodded thoughtfully, feeling that Qin Yi's words made sense, and then asked, "Then what do you need me to do?"

"Wait for me to come back." Qin Yi quickly wrote these four words on the paper, then leaned back on the chair, looking at Mo Zijin with a half-smile.

Mo Zijin seemed to be bumped slightly by these four words, and blinked at Qin Yi, not knowing what to answer.Qin Yi was amused by his expression, got up and picked up a pen and continued to write: "Beyond the Great Wall is not like the capital city, there are all kinds of foreign races, asking you to wait here for my return is actually a thought for myself. I have been kidnapped and taken hostage, and there is still a reliable person who can come and redeem me."

"How could it be?" Mo Zijin felt that Qin Yi's writing was getting more and more outrageous, and interrupted him, "You just went to deliver a batch of goods, why do you make it look like you are parting from life and death?"

Qin Yi shrugged and frowned slightly, "Of course I don't want to, but the world is unpredictable, so you have to leave yourself a way out, don't you?"

"There are so many unpredictable things in the world." Mo Zijin said: "At worst, I will go with you, why don't you believe that you will encounter those bizarre things."

As soon as these words came out, Mo Zijin caught sight of a smug smile on Qin Yi's face, and immediately knew that he had been deceived. After a pause, he smiled helplessly and asked Qin Yi: "You just wanted me to go with you?"

Qin Yi smiled and wrote: "I was afraid that you would not agree, but now you have said it yourself."

Mo Zijin didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he was originally dragged in by Qin Yi, but Qin Yi pushed all the responsibility on his own head, which really left him speechless, so he had to admit it in the end, and planned to go with Qin Yi three days later. Beyond the Northwest Great Wall.