Touch the cold

After Qin's father passed away, Qin Yi would visit his father twice a year, once on Qingming Festival and once on the anniversary of his death.

Every time Qin Yi went, he didn't want anyone to follow him, at most he would bring Song Boyi with him. In the past two years, there was only one more Yanbei.

On the day I went to see Father Qin, there was a little fine rain in the sky.

Qin Yi squatted in front of his father's grave and burned some paper. Yan Bei and Song Boyi stood far away from Qin Yi. The three of them didn't hold up umbrellas, and let the drizzle make crystal beads on their hair. .

Yan Bei yawned very untimely towards the distant mountain.

"What are you doing?" Song Boyi poked Yanbei, "Be more serious."

"What are you afraid of? He can't see me." Yan Bei rolled his eyes, "I rushed this way early in the morning, I haven't woken up yet."

Song Boyi sighed helplessly, "If Qin Yi hears your complaints, you will probably be punished."

"He can't hear you." Yan Bei turned around and looked around the cemetery. Seeing the black distant mountains hidden in the mist and no one around, he said: "This place It's really clean."

"En." Song Boyi stretched out his hand to catch the falling raindrops, "Qin Yi chose this place, and the picture is a clean one."

"It's good to be clean." Yan Bei said leisurely, "After death, I don't care about all kinds of things in the world, so don't worry."

Song Boyi frowned, turned his head to look at Yan Bei, saw that he was looking at Qin Yi's back with an indifferent expression, Yan Bei's face was covered with some water droplets, and some of them were slowly rolling down.

After burning some paper for his father, Qin Yi got up and walked back to Song Boyi and Yanbei's side, his expression was as calm as usual, showing no signs of happiness or anger.

"Let's go." Qin Yi said to the two, his voice was like the cold drizzle that just fell.

Yan Bei squinted his eyes for the last time to look at Father Qin's tombstone. He couldn't read the words on the tombstone clearly, and the body of the tombstone was covered with a blurred outline in the drizzle. On the two people walking in front.

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"Where should I put this thing? Do I need to teach you?"

Later, in autumn.The Qin mansion is busy, and when the seasons change, the things that should be prepared must be prepared in advance, and the stove and warm couch in the house must be arranged in advance, but there are always some careless servants who will be reprimanded by Yanbei.

The person being trained hung his head down, like an eggplant beaten by frost.

Qin Yi lazily did nothing, only looked at Yan Bei and laughed.

Yanbei was stared at by him so uncomfortable that he stuffed the things in his hand into the arms of the unfortunate servant, waved and said: "Okay, what should you do, don't be caught by me next time."

"Hey." The man responded and fled quickly.

Yan Bei let out a long breath, and turned to look at Qin Yi, "I'm helping you discipline your servants, why do you enjoy watching me?"

Qin Yi lowered his eyes and shook his head with a smile, "It's nothing, I just think it's funny."

Yan Bei rolled his eyes at him, bent down, picked up a box at his feet, stuffed it into Qin Yi's arms, and said, "If you have the strength to laugh at me, why don't you help me with some work."

Qin Yi hugged the box in a daze, "Why should I move it?"

"Because you just laughed at me." Yan Bei said, and Qin Yi didn't look like a master and servant at all.

Qin Yi was still in a daze, always feeling that something was wrong.

"What are you doing in a daze, move to the study." Yan Bei looked at Qin Yi who was in a trance and said.

"I..." Qin Yi didn't know what to say for a while, but felt it was even more funny, so he simply followed Yan Bei and helped him move the boxes on the ground.

It's just that the other servants of the Qin family were stunned when they saw such a scene, and they never thought that Yan Bei could even command his own master. After this time, rumors spread in the Qin family, In the beginning, it was just gossip, but in the end it turned into saying that the Patriarch of the Qin family, Qin Yi, has a habit of cutting off his sleeves, that Long Yang is a good friend, and that he raised a good friend in the Qin residence.

This word later reached Yan Bei's ears when the servants of the Qin family were chatting after dinner. Yan Bei just bit his little finger and hid behind the door panel to listen to these people's rumors, neither angry nor investigating who made it. The rumor, so desperately, he actually told Qin Yi exactly what he said.

After hearing this, Qin Yi choked on a mouthful of tea and coughed for a long time before recovering.

Yan Bei patted him on the back, and said with a smile: "You don't want to be so angry, I'll find you a girl to marry home tomorrow, and see if they dare to talk nonsense outside."

Qin Yi rubbed his throat, looked at Yan Bei and said, "Don't cause trouble for me, don't mention this matter here, you will find out who made the rumor for me tomorrow, and I will punish him severely."

"If only one person is fined, how can we stop the crowds?" Yan Bei said maliciously, straightened up and slapped the table, "That's it, I'll go find you a girl who is well-matched, talented and beautiful tomorrow." .”

Qin Yi glared at Yan Bei.

Qin Yi originally thought that Yan Bei was making a joke, but this guy actually brought back a female album later the next day, threw it in front of Qin Yi and said, "Look at this, choose Pick the one you like."

Qin Yi frowned, picked up the album, threw it back into Yan Bei's arms and said angrily, "Go back where you came from."

Not reconciled, Yan Bei opened the album and put it in front of Qin Yi, "I finally begged to get it back, just take a look."

Qin Yi glared at Yan Bei, got up from the chair, walked to the couch to lean on, and wanted to stay away from Yan Bei.

Seeing Qin Yi's appearance, Yan Bei put away the album on the table, smiled secretly, then walked towards Qin Yi, threw the other album on Qin Yi's couch, and said: "Then I wonder if you are interested in this book?"

"No, take it away." Qin Yi said coldly.

Yan Bei just stood far away and shook his head, knowing that Qin Yi might really get angry if he continued to tease him, so he said, "I've borrowed that book for a long time, and you will gradually become less anxious. Just tell me whoever is above." After saying that, before Qin Yi could react, he quickly ran away with oil on the soles of his feet.

Looking at Yan Bei's back, Qin Yi sighed heavily, glanced at the book he threw on the couch, picked it up and flipped through it, but after only turning a few pages, Qin Yi felt a fire rising in his heart stand up.

It turns out that the pictures in this album are full of beautiful men and child molesters, and the pictures are extremely explicit. On the last page, there are a few pictures of men having sex with men in bed. The details of the pictures are very well depicted. Qin Yi's face was burning.

What angered Qin Yi the most was that among those portraits of beautiful men, he actually saw Yan Bei's.