Touch the cold

Later that day, Mo Zijin was leaning on the couch, drinking a cup of hot tea from Lingyou,

"Mo Zijin, I brought you the man surnamed Qin from the temple." Qi Shuang pushed open the door of Mo Zijin's room and said loudly, Qin Yi followed behind him, frowning slightly I forgot about it in the yard.

Hearing Qi Shuang's words, Mo Zijin squirted out the tea that he didn't have time to swallow, making a little wet on the quilt, and he couldn't stop coughing.

Seeing this, Lingyou hurriedly patted Mo Zijin on the back, while looking at Qi Shuang complainingly.

"Cough..." Mo Zijin coughed twice and calmed down, and said, "Who is Qin, I have never known anyone named Qin."

"Don't pretend to be you." Qi Shuang said, bringing Qin Yi in, "I'm not a fool."

When Qin Yi walked into the room, he didn't look away from Mo Zijin. Mo Zijin avoided his gaze and looked away.

Qi Shuang glanced at Qin Yi, then waved to Lingyou, and ordered him: "Lingyou, come out."

Lingyou gave Qin Yi an unfriendly look, then held the sword in his hand tightly, and followed Qi Shuang out of the room with a stomach full of questions. As soon as the door closed, he grabbed Qi Shuang's cuff and pressed down on him. The voice asked him, "Who is this man?"

"How do I know?" Qi Shuang pulled back her cuffs and leaned against the door, casting a white look at Lingyou.

Lingyou was made uncomfortable by Qi Shuang's attitude, so he raised his voice twice, pointed at Qi Shuang with the hilt of his sword and asked, "If you have an opinion on me, just say it directly, you don't have to always say it with barbs."

"Shut up." Qi Shuang still had a superior attitude, tilting her head and putting her ears on the door, "Listen carefully, there are so many nonsense."

Lingyou gritted his teeth and gave Qi Shuang a glance, and instead of arguing with him, he walked to the window beside him.He knew that the wooden slats of the windows of Mo Zijin's house were a little bent due to its age, leaving a narrow gap, so he looked in through the gap.

Lingyou saw Qin Yi walking slowly towards Mo Zijin's couch, made a few gestures to him, and saw Mo Zijin shrink back into the couch, and said something softly, but Lingyou couldn't hear clearly After looking at it for a while, he turned around and walked towards Qi Shuang.

"What you brought back is a mute?" Lingyou asked Qi Shuang.

Qi Shuang leaned against the door and listened for a long time but didn't hear anything, so she straightened up and asked impatiently, "What dumb?"

"It's the man surnamed Qin in the room. I saw him sign language." Lingyou said.

Qi Shuang touched her chin when she heard the words, nodded and said: "No wonder he didn't even say a word on the way, and he didn't answer me when I asked him, so he couldn't talk."

"Then how did you bring him back?" Ling You asked.

"It's not that I really want to bring it back. When I went to find him, he didn't say a word to me, and when I left, he insisted on following me." Qi Shuang said.

"Forget it, since you're a mute, it's useless for you to listen here." Lingyou glanced at Qi Shuang disdainfully, "If Mo Zijin wants to talk, he will tell you." Then he yawned , turned around and left.

"If he can say it, it's a ghost." Qi Shuang turned to look at the door, and sighed secretly.

Inside the room, Qin Yi walked towards Mo Zijin.

"Have you been here all this time?" Qin Yi asked.

Mo Zijin shrank his body, coughed again, and said calmly, "This place is not comparable to the Qin residence."

Qin Yi's eyes dimmed slightly, and he gestured: "It doesn't matter if it's not as good as it is, the Qin family is no longer here."

"I know." Mo Zijin nodded slightly.

Qin Yi paused, lifted his clothes and sat down on the side of the couch.Mo Zijin shrank back into the couch again.

"Three years ago, you walked quietly and simply." Qin Yi gestured.

Mo Zijin lowered his head and smiled, but didn't answer, so what if he didn't speak up.

"It's just that you forgot one thing. I kept that thing, thinking that if I could meet you again, I would give it back to you." Qin Yi continued to gesture.

Mo Zijin was stunned, looked at Qin Yi and asked, "What did I forget?"

Qin Yi slightly bent the corner of his lips, took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and handed it to Mo Zijin.When Qin Yi left the capital, he brought nothing with him, and the Qin Mansion fell into Chen Hanmo's hands in its original form, not a single bit of it went with Qin Yi, only this so-called "deed of sale" and the piece of broken The cracked beautiful jade Qin Yi has been carrying with him.

Mo Zijin took the "Deed of Sale", unfolded it, read it, then folded it again, and asked Qin Yi, "What do you mean?"

"I'll just give it back to you." Qin Yi gestured, and after a pause, he gestured again: "You go in the future, I'll follow you, how about it?"

Mo Zijin froze, looked at Qin Yi in surprise, then shook his body and shook his head vigorously, trying to shrink back into the couch, still like a mouse seeing a cat.

Qin Yi looked at Mo Zijin's reaction with a frown, heaved a sigh of relief and leaned towards him, until Mo Zijin was forced to huddle in the corner of the couch and could no longer move back before giving up.

Mo Zijin gritted his teeth, looked sadly at Qin Yi who was very close to him, and murmured: "Qin Yi, why have you refused to let me go, no matter before or now, even when I left you? In this year, you will haunt me in my dreams too."

"I never let you go." Qin Yi gestured, and touched Mo Zijin's chest, "It's you who refuse to let you go."

"That's also because I love you very much." Mo Zijin said with lowered eyebrows, his heart overflowing with sadness.

This time it was Qin Yi's turn to be stunned.

"I hate you too." Mo Zijin raised his eyes, looked at Qin Yi who was stunned, and continued to add, his voice was floating.

When Qin Yi saw these two sentences, he actually smiled, his eyes were bent, and Mo Zijin looked at him resentfully, like looking at a monster.

"But, I miss you very much." Qin Yi gestured.

Mo Zijin blinked his eyes, and a sore feeling spread over his chest. This may be the first time Qin Yi expressed his longing for him. After years of tormenting each other, everyone was scarred and walked away. after death.

Mo Zijin's hands were trembling, and even his breathing was long and short. He hesitated and asked Qin Yi, "You...what did you say?"

Qin Yi pursed his lips, moved closer to Mo Zijin, opened his lips and said, "I miss you very much."

Mo Zijin was hopeless again, a tear fell from the corner of his eye, ran across his cheek, and was kissed by Qin Yi.

These simple four words echoed in Mo Zijin's ears and lingered for a long time.

Qin Yi's lips kissed the tear, skipped over Mo Zijin's cheek, and stopped at the corner of his lips. Mo Zijin's irregular breath fell on Qin Yi's face.

Qin Yi rolled his lips and raised his face, and held Mo Zijin's hand in his own. In Mo Zijin's palm, he was still holding the paper "Deed of Sale", so tightly that the paper seemed to be about to shatter.

Qin Yi lowered his eyes and slowly rubbed his hand until his hand loosened the paper "deed of sale", and his whole body softened, supported by Qin Yi, Qin Yi pressed it against him again, biting the Mo Zijin's lips tentatively.

Mo Zijin didn't respond to him, he was like a piece of wood, struggling on the edge of love and hate, tearing at both sides, which made him very painful.Qin Yi wasn't in a hurry, he just kissed little by little, increasing the intensity bit by bit.

Mo Zijin was still dumbfounded, his jaw loosened, allowing Qin Yi to occupy him, his breathing was unstable, and his consciousness was gradually collapsing.

"You two have something to eat." At this moment, Ling You pushed the door open and came in, holding a food plate in his hand, turned his head, and just saw the two people on the couch.

Only then did Mo Zijin come back to his senses, his eyes widened and he tried to break away from Qin Yi's lips, but Qin Yi refused to let go, pinching Mo Zijin's jaw to prevent him from turning his head, and waited until Lingyou knocked him over. The food plate turned around and ran away before giving up.

"Lingyou..." Mo Zijin called to the door that was already deserted, then looked at Qin Yi and said, "I'm afraid I scared him."

Qin Yi nodded, stretched out his arms and gently embraced Mo Zijin in his arms, resting his chin on his head, as if he could feel at ease in this way, while Mo Zijin leaned against his arms in a daze, suddenly felt that this Everything is still like a dream.

Seeing the scene just now, Lingyou felt his stomach churning, his internal organs seemed to be mixed together, he walked around the yard twice in a hurry, and then went to Qishuang's room.

"Qi Shuang!" Ling You felt very unhappy, and kicked open Qi Shuang's room door.

Qi Shuang immediately patted the table and said, "Who let you in?"

"Don't yell at me first." Lingyou said, clutching his stomach, "The dumb you brought in just now can't be kept."

Qi Shuang narrowed his eyes and asked, "What happened to him?"

"He..." Ling You's words stopped in his throat, he didn't know how to tell Qi Shuang, so he stomped his feet and said, "Forget it, I'll go by myself."

"Come back." Qi Shuang quickly shouted, and dragged Lingyou by the back collar to pull him back, "You don't want to go out through this door unless you speak clearly."

"Let me go!" Ling You struggled to break free from Qi Shuang's hand, turned around and slapped the sword in his hand on the table, and said, "Just say it."

Ling You cleared his throat, but he still hesitated when he opened his mouth, "He...he...just the dumb one, he..."

Qi Shuang sighed, and sneered at Lingyou, "Don't bite your tongue."

Ling You glared at Qi Shuang, gritted his teeth, and didn't really tell what he saw, but said: "That dumb guy is here to put a gu on Mo Zijin."

Qi Shuang was stunned for a moment, then almost laughed out loud, stretched out the chair and sat down, and said to Lingyou: "Have you heard too many illusory stories told by Mo Zijin?"

"You don't need to worry about this." Ling You waved his hand and said, "Just tell me, do you want to drive him away?"

"Why should I drive him away." Qi Shuang shook his head, "He has no enmity or enmity with me."

"But...but he's hurting Mo Zijin." Lingyou said anxiously.

Qi Shuang bowed his head in silence for a moment, and then said: "If he is really a disaster, I won't keep him, but I can't just listen to your one-sided words and drive him out. Besides, I don't believe what you said. if,."

"Believe it or not." Lingyou gritted his molars and said, picking up the sword on the table, "You don't care about me."