Touch the cold

Mo Zijin ran towards the bamboo forest behind the house, but his footsteps became slower and slower, until he saw the man sitting in the bamboo forest pavilion, and then stopped.

In the pavilion in the bamboo forest, a man was sitting idle with his eyes closed, and a sleeping white cat lay on his lap. The clothes on the man's body were old but clean, and his long hair was casually tied behind his head, with two locks hanging down. The broken hair swayed gently with the autumn wind.

And this man is none other than Qin Yi.

Suddenly, Mo Zijin felt as if he had returned to a few years ago. Every morning, he would see Qin Yi's lazy appearance.

Mo Zijin stopped a few feet away from the pavilion and did not move forward, but just looked at Qin Yi silently.Qin Yi is still closing his eyes to calm his nerves, as if everything in this world has nothing to do with him. If his fingers hadn't been gently twisting the ears of the white cat on his lap, Mo Zijin would really think that everything in front of him It's all an illusion.

"You know him?" Qi Shuang had already stood beside Mo Zijin at some point and asked him.

Mo Zijin regained consciousness, fearing that Qin Yi would find out, he covered Qi Shuang's mouth in a panic and dragged him back to the front of the house.

In the bamboo forest pavilion, Qin Yi was still sitting like that. After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, put the white cat on his lap on the ground, got up and walked into the house. The dead leaves drifted in the wind, skipping Qin Yi's feet.

"You shouldn't have lied to me." After being dragged back to the house by Mo Zijin, Qi Shuang shook his sleeves and said to him.

"What are you referring to?" Mo Zijin looked back, his mind was still full of Qin Yi's figure just now, he didn't think about Qi Shuang's words, and blurted out to ask.

"The matter of signing the document." Qi Shuang said a little angrily. In the past three years, he had never blushed with Mo Zijin, but now he was really angry.

"The signature has nothing to do with Axue." Mo Zijin said unhappily, and walked out of the temple while talking, for fear that if he stayed for a while, he would not be able to help but look at Qin Yi again, "During the lottery I was thinking about my own business."

"Then you shouldn't lie to me." Qi Shuang followed Mo Zijin's footsteps, stopped in front of him, and continued to ask regardless: "What is your relationship with that person in the bamboo forest in the temple?"

Mo Zijin stopped in his tracks, looked at Qi Shuang coldly, "I have nothing to do with him."

"Why are you still lying to me?" Qi Shuang roared, "I'm a rough person, but don't think I can't see anything."

Mo Zijin turned his head to the other side to calm himself down, then turned his head to look at Qi Shuang and said, "I repeat, I have nothing to do with him." After saying that, he brushed past Qi Shuang and continued to move forward Walk.

Qi Shuang sighed heavily, and shouted to Mo Zijin who had already walked a few steps: "Mo Zijin, remember what you said today."

It was already evening when Mo Zijin and Qi Shuang came back that day, the two of them entered the yard through the short gate one after the other, neither of them paid any attention to each other.

Ling You happened to put away his sword style, and stood in the courtyard looking at the two abnormal people.

"What's the matter, this is..." a waiter in the courtyard muttered holding a wooden basin.

Ling You glanced at him, curled his lips in disdain, and went back to his room.

The guy took Lingyou's condescending expression into his eyes, and when he saw Lingyou returned to the house, he poured the water in the basin in front of his house.

Lingyou was not angry when he heard the sound of splashing water at the door, he just slammed the sword on his back on the table, and then went to wash his face covered with sweat, thinking that he would wait until night and go to the roof Go up and ask Mo Zijin what's going on.

It's just that at night, Lingyou didn't see Mo Zijin, neither in his room nor on the roof.

It was a moonless night, and Mo Zijin was walking in the dark in the forest outside Yongcheng. He admitted that he was worthless, and that he was duplicity, but he really couldn't restrain himself.Although he had already made up his mind not to get entangled with Qin Yi, but now, when he knew that Qin Yi was here, he still couldn't help wanting to see him.

Even if it's just a look from afar, just one more look.

The temple at night was very clean, with only the faint sound of chanting sutras. Mo Zijin walked carefully in the temple, and touched the pavilion where Qin Yi was seen during the day.

Not far from the pavilion, there was a small room with a crack in the door, and a dimly lit candle came out from the crack in the door.Mo Zijin bit her lower lip and softly touched the small room.

Mo Zijin's movements were extremely light. Even though he had been a robber for so many years, he was still extremely nervous under this situation.After finally moving to the door, he quietly looked through the crack of the door, as he expected, the person in the room was indeed Qin Yi.

Qin Yi sat on the chair, looking at the scroll in his hand, the white cat in the daytime was still on the table, but the white cat was very energetic at the moment, its eyes were bright, and it looked around, not knowing what to do. Why, it seemed that he saw Mo Zijin hiding in the dark through the crack of the door, and opened his mouth to meow.

Mo Zijin was startled, he was a little guilty after all, he turned sideways and hid in the corner.

Qin Yi felt the meow of the cat, raised his eyes and looked outside the half-hidden door, then put down the scroll in his hand, pushed open the door, and looked at the dark night in front of him.

Mo Zijin was squatting in the corner, Qin Yi was actually very close to him, so close that Mo Zijin tightly covered his mouth to prevent himself from making any trouble, he could see Qin Yi's face clearly, There were candle lights on his loose hair, and the two pieces of beautiful jade hanging around his waist.

Qin Yi stood facing the darkness in front of him for a long time, then turned around, and closed the door of the room without leaving a single gap.

Mo Zijin looked at the door, hid in the dark for a while before coming out, and moved to the door, still squatting.

The autumn night was so quiet, Mo Zijin could hear the sound of Qin Yi turning the pages of the book in the room, and the sound of the white cat jumping off the table and onto the lamp post.Mo Zijin listened carefully to these voices with his ears pricked up, then stretched out his hand, and lightly stroked the plain pattern on the wooden door. He didn't get up until the lights in the house went out, walked out of the temple, and walked back to the yard behind the short door. .

"Where have you been?" It was already late at night when Mo Zijin returned to the courtyard. He thought that everyone in the courtyard should be asleep, but unexpectedly, when he opened the door, Lingyou asked him.

Lingyou searched for Mo Zijin all night to no avail, so he waited for him at the door until this time.

Mo Zijin quietly closed the courtyard door, made a gesture to silence Lingyou, and said in a low voice, "I have some things to do, why are you still not resting at this late hour?"

"I'm not sleepy." Ling You waved his hands, then continued after a pause, "I just want to ask what's wrong with you and Qi Shuang?"

"It's nothing." Mo Zijin glanced at Qi Shuang's room and said, "It's just that the lottery I drew for him today is not good, so I'm mad at me."

Lingyou glanced at Mo Zijin suspiciously, but didn't ask any further questions, just said: "Forget it, I don't care about your business, I'll go back first."

Mo Zijin nodded to Lingyou, but just as Lingyou was about to turn around, he told Mo Zijin, "It's too late, don't go drinking on the roof."

Mo Zijin smiled when he heard this, "I know."

Only then did Lingyou nod in relief, and went back to his room.Mo Zijin stood in the courtyard for a while, not knowing what he was thinking, and returned to the house around the fourth watch.

In the next few days, Mo Zijin would go to the temple outside Yongcheng every night to have a look. Sometimes, the door of Qin Yi's room was closed tightly, and Mo Zijin couldn't see him, so he could only see him. Sit outside his door. Sometimes, Qin Yi's door is open. At this time, Mo Zijin dare not go forward, for fear that if he is not paying attention, he will be exposed.

And only very rarely, the door of Qin Yi's house is ajar, leaving only a narrow door gap, and Mo Zijin will hide in the dark and look through the door gap.

Whenever he did such a thing, Mo Zijin would feel that he was ridiculous and pathetic, but even though he scolded himself thousands of times in his heart, he still shamelessly moved towards the crack of the door.

From autumn to early winter, Mo Zijin was in a daze all day long. Sometimes Qi Shuang couldn't see it, and would stop him and ask him, "How long are you going to hide from me?"

"What did you hide from you?" Mo Zijin leaned on the pillar without raising his eyelids.

"In the middle of the night, what do you always go out for?" Qi Shuang asked holding back her temper.

"What can I do, just touch something." Mo Zijin said nonchalantly.

Qi Shuang moved closer to Mo Zijin, sniffed, and continued, "Where can you smell such incense when you touch things?"

Mo Zijin frowned, took a step back, and said, "Since when have you been so willing to meddle in your own business?"

"You think I'm willing to take care of it?" Qi Shuang said in a rough voice, "Let me ask you, do you know how many people in this courtyard have left since you behaved like this?"

Mo Zijin turned his head and sighed, "Give me some time." After saying that, he quickly walked out of the courtyard.

Later in the day, some snow fell in the sky, first a few tiny flakes, then bigger.

Mo Zijin doesn't like snow, because there will always be footprints on the snow that falls on the ground.

The snow didn't stop until it was dark, and Mo Zijin was still in the temple like before, but it was far away from Qin Yi's house.

Perhaps it was because of the falling snow, the temple was very quiet today, Qin Yi was not in the room, but wrapped in a thick robe, sitting on the stone steps in front of the door, the white cat that followed him was as usual lying on his knees.

Mo Zijin smiled faintly. Looking at Qin Yi's back, he suddenly felt that Luoxue's day was very suitable for him.

Qin Yi sat on the stone steps, scratched the cat's forehead, then raised his arms, rolled up the cuffs that had grown a little, exposed his hands, and gestured a few times in the void.

Mo Zijin was taken aback for a moment, his heart seemed to drop quickly, he could understand that gesture.

Qin Yi was saying, "How long are you going to hide?"