Touch the cold

Beijing is cold in winter, and the streets are covered with frost and snow. Not to mention Mo Zijin’s occasional storytelling stall, even the small merchants and hawkers on the long street who used to be active all day long chose to have a winter break. After a field of winter snow, there was silence.

In this way, Mo Zijin was willing to take the initiative to go to the Qin Mansion. Although Qin Yi didn't like to talk, the scenery in the Qin Mansion in winter was still very eye-catching, and a few winter plums bloomed very deliciously.Mo Zijin liked to wander around the Qin Mansion. When he was tired, he would go into the warm room to grill the fire, and exchange a few words with Qin Yi. Of course, Qin Yi was also happy to have him come, and always entertained him.

After some time, Mo Zijin gradually felt that Qin Yi was easy to get along with.Originally, he thought that Qin Yi should always have the hostility that children from rich families are used to, but the faint smile on his face always made people feel indescribably gentle.

In this way, Mo Zijin and Qin Yi gradually became acquainted, and the topics became more and more frequent. Qin Yi sometimes had to write a thick stack of paper, and the two got along like old friends for many years.It's just that Qin Yi likes to be quiet, unlike Mo Zijin who can't stay in one place, he always finds some time to wander around every day.

On the day when the winter snow was the heaviest, Mo Zijin ignored the snow and climbed up to the roof of the Qin residence with a jug of wine at noon.He remembered that there was still a jug missing, and this long ridge filled him up.

There was a thin layer of snow on the wine jugs that were lined up earlier, and Mo Zijin stepped on the tiles carefully, shaking the half-empty wine jug in his hand with one hand, and lightly dusting the thin snow on the wine jug with the other hand, holding it in his hand After drinking the jug of wine, he turned it upside down on the ridge of the roof.

Mo Zijin looked at a row of jugs of almost the same size obediently lined up on the ridge of the Qin family's roof under the light snow, and suddenly wanted Qin Yi to come up to have a look, and then thought again, if he shouted here It would be useless for Qin Yi, and it would be too troublesome to go down to find him, so Mo Zijin curled his lips, picked up the flagon he had just buckled down, weighed it, and threw it down the room.

Qin Yi was sitting in the room looking at the account books. This year, buying jade and redeeming Song Boyi's life, he spent a lot of money in total. The large deficit in the account made him a little dizzy, and he raised his head to look at it. The snow scene outside took a break, only to see a dark brown object draw an arc from the air and land on the steps of his house.

Qin Yi frowned suspiciously, put on his outer robe, stood up and walked over. After taking a closer look, Qin Yi realized that the thing that fell from the sky was a wine jug, but this fragile thing had already been dropped after it fell to the ground. Broken into several pieces.

Qin Yi bent down to pick up a piece of debris on the ground, knowing in his heart that Mo Zijin must have done this, he raised his head to look up the room, but the angle of view was too narrow to see Mo Zijin's figure, Qin Yi stepped back two times Only then did he see Mo Zijin who was squatting on the slightly sloping roof and waving to him.

"Would you like to come up and take a look?" Mo Zijin looked down and saw Qin Yi's figure, and asked him exaggeratedly, for fear that Qin Yi might not see him clearly.

Qin Yi smiled helplessly, but at Mo Zijin's age, he was still a bit childish. He turned over the pieces of the wine pot in his fingertips, put his hands behind his back and shook his head at Mo Zijin.

Seeing Qin Yi shaking his head, Mo Zijin thought that the pampered young master Qin was afraid or didn't know where he came up from, so Mo Zijin rubbed his head down and continued to say to Qin Yi: "You can come up from the back of the house." Climb up the low wall..."

As a result, before the words fell to the ground, Mo Zijin slipped on the sloping snow-falling roof, his feet were unsteady, and he was about to roll off the roof along the tiles.

Seeing this scene, Qin Yi was taken aback for a moment, and quickly took two steps forward, wanting to reach out to pick it up without thinking too much.

Mo Zijin didn't even have time to utter an exclamation, his body had already escaped from the eaves and fell, hitting Qin Yi right on the body, making Qin Yi unsteady, and fell backwards with Mo Zijin in his arms. on the snow.

Fortunately, the snow was very thick that day. When Qin Yi fell to the ground, he only felt a pain from his back to his chest. The feeling quickly dissipated, but Mo Zijin was a little startled, and he lay on Qin Yi's body to relax. After a while, she suddenly got up, and with a slightly red face, she supported Qin Yi's shoulders and brought him up, and hurriedly asked, "Mr. Qin, are you alright?"

Qin Yi sat on the ground smiling and shook his head at Mo Zijin, turned his head and shook the ice and snow poured into his sleeves, and for some reason, when he came back to his senses, he met Mo Zijin's pair of eyes full of concern. The eyes on his body that looked left and right made his heart suddenly warm and sour, recalling some dusty past events, he couldn't help but embraced Mo Zijin in his arms, clamping tightly .

Mo Zijin was stunned, not knowing how to react for a moment, but the scene of being pulled into the arms of Master Drunk that day flashed inappropriately in his mind.It's just that Mo Zijin wanted to escape that day, but now he doesn't even have the courage to move.The strength in Ren Qinyi's hand gradually became heavier, and he also let a strand of hair from his sideburns slide down silently on his face, itching.

"Qin..." Mo Zijin just uttered a syllable softly, when he heard the footsteps of an unknown servant behind him, he called out to Qin Yi: "Master, master."

Qin Yi saw that someone was coming, so he let go of Mo Zijin, got up and ignored the snow on his body, blocked Mo Zijin behind him, went up to the boy, and asked what was the matter with gestures.

Sitting on the snow, Mo Zijin's posture remained unchanged, staring blankly at the mottled white snow in front of him, feeling his face was unusually hot.

"Master..." The boy on the side seemed to have never seen Mo Zijin, and said to Qin Yi out of breath: "Today, two businessmen from Jiangcheng came and wanted to talk to the master. Da Shanzi is waiting for you over there."

Qin Yi nodded, gestured to the boy and said, "Understood, I'll go right away, please entertain me first."

"Hey." The boy responded and hurried away again.

After the boy walked away, Qin Yi turned around, Mo Zijin was still in a daze, until Qin Yi's hand took his arm to pull him up, Mo Zijin came back to his senses, raised his head He looked at Qin Yi, then stood up stiffly, but he didn't dare to look into Qin Yi's eyes after getting up, but lowered his head and shook the snow on his body.

Qin Yi stood watching from the side, taking into account all the subtle movements of Mo Zijin, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, knowing that if he was here, the snow on Mo Zijin's body would never be shaken clean, so Qin Yi turned around. Let's go to meet those two Jiangcheng merchants.