Inherited a magic weapon shop after rebirth

By the time Officer Xu sent Qi Rong home, it was already 11:30 p.m.

After the doctor's treatment, Qi Rong's eyes were still slightly blurred, slightly red, swollen, stinging, and prone to tearing. The doctor said that he would be fine when he woke up tomorrow after a night's sleep.

In the deep night, Qi Rong got out of the car, squinted his eyes and saw a figure running towards him in the distance, although he couldn't see clearly, he knew it must be Qin Junyan.

A place in my heart suddenly relaxed.

In front of Feng Zheng and others, he couldn't show it. After all, the more uncomfortable he behaved, the more guilty those colleagues who hurt him unintentionally would feel. But it really doesn't matter to him?

That is impossible.

What Qi Rong is most afraid of is that his eyes are dim and he can't see anything. It will remind him of the days when he was buried in the ground like a spirit bound.

He endured it all the time, with his confused eyes open, acting calm and cheerful, but in fact, his hands in his pockets couldn't help trembling, and a layer of fine sweat emerged from his back.

The figure that reassured him in the distance was getting closer and closer, Qi Rong didn't know what he was thinking at that time, he didn't move a step, just waiting for Qin Junyan to run over, and grasped his shoulder familiarly.

For a moment, he was in a trance, and unconsciously put his weight on Qin Junyan's body, pointing to him. He heard Police Officer Xu apologize to Qin Junyan, and heard Qin Junyan's angry and distressed tone.

He quietly took out his hand from his pocket, and gently pinched the corner of Qin Junyan's clothes with his fingers. The coldness and dampness from his fingertips were absorbed by the fabric of the corner of the other party's clothes, and Qi Rong stuck his fingers down into the pockets of Qin Junyan's pants.

Qin Junyan was talking to Police Officer Xu, when the outside of his thighs suddenly became cold, and his heart went numb for a moment through a layer of fabric, as if a dream cat that haunted him suddenly stretched out its noble claws and stuck to his. On the chest, there is an itchy mark at the point where the apex pulse is the strongest.

While talking, he suddenly got stuck, his mind went blank, and subconsciously lowered his hand to cover Qi Rong's wrist through the cloth, and the cold touch on the bottom of his hand brought him back to his senses.

I don't know how to bid farewell to Police Officer Xu, when Qin Junyan came back to his senses again, he and Qi Rong were already walking on the quiet path leading to the main house.

In the dead of night, a small area was illuminated by street lamps with exquisite shapes but not dazzling.

Standing in a corner where the lights couldn't reach, the two stopped silently, everything was silent, only the sound of their breathing was around.

Qi Rong couldn't see clearly at all, and he was standing in the dark again, at this moment he couldn't see anything.

But this time, he didn't panic, relaxed himself and leaned forward with his head lowered. Qin Junyan tacitly took half a step forward, letting Qi Rong rest on his neck.

The trembling breath fell on his collarbone, but it seemed to be blowing on the tip of his heart, and the heartbeat gradually accelerated, accelerated...

"I'm sorry..." Not by his side.

Qi Rong bumped his head against his chin, preventing him from apologizing inappropriately.

"Where's my rose?" Qi Rong suddenly asked a strange question.

Qin Junyan didn't understand what he meant, subconsciously took out the rose from his shirt pocket and said, "Here."

Qi Rong couldn't see clearly, so he could only vaguely identify the location. His fingers first grabbed Qin Junyan's hand, and then grabbed the flower along the way, putting it in the palm of his hand.

"I like it very much. I want one every day from now on." He whispered while twisting the stem.

The flower language of rose is love...

Qin Junyan's eyes widened in disbelief, and he unconsciously exerted force on Qi Rong's arm, stumbling and saying: "What, what?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he couldn't help feeling annoyed, pinched his thigh hard, woke up from the pain, and quickly replied: "It's a promise, I will give you roses every day from now on, no, I will give you a large bouquet of flowers every day from now on, I Plant by hand..."

He was incoherent, and he didn't know what he said in that paragraph.

Qi Rong listened to his flustered voice, his eyes were dark, and he could only vaguely see the silhouette of the other party at a loss, and a little smile and happiness slowly appeared in his eyes.

"Okay." He stopped the foolish person, smiled and said, "I won't feed the mosquitoes here anymore, let's go back."

He stretched out his hand, grabbed his hand along the opponent's arm, slipped down from his thumb, and stuck it in the tiger's mouth, feeling the warmth from his fingertips.

The night was slightly cool, and the two figures were close to each other, passing by one dim yellow street lamp after another.

Qin's mother found that her son was a little strange recently. First, he replaced the shrubs in the Qin family with various flower seedlings, and second, he often laughed silly.

Harm, why is there a sour smell of love in the air?Qin's mother raised her hand and slapped her nose, but the corners of her mouth curled up.

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Qi Rong put a few vases in the bedroom, the flowers in the vases are getting more and more, but the flowers in the glass greenhouse are getting less and less...

Suddenly a little regret :)

"Didi", Qi Rong's cell phone rang in a daze, it was Xiao Huang, the shop assistant.

Qi Rong picked it up, and Xiao Huang said on the opposite side: "Boss, someone in the shop took old things and planned to sell them. When will you come back?"

Qi Rong was puzzled: "Old things? Did you find the wrong place? Shouldn't old things be found in the antique street next door?"

"Uh, he said he would sell it to us..." Xiao Huang murmured.

Qi Rong clasped the table, thought it over and asked, "What is the other party trying to sell?"

"A white jade gourd."

White jade gourd?Qi Rong's eyelids twitched.

Hearing Xiao Huang walk a few steps from the opposite side, he whispered: "Boss, I think you'd better come over and have a look. I see that this thing looks a bit like yours."

Qi Rong stroked his fingertips, narrowed his eyes and said: "Okay, tell the seller to wait."

When Qi Rong hurried out, he happened to meet Qin Junyan who came in from the outside after planting flowers.

He has been very attached to Qi Rong recently, when he saw that Qi Rong was going out, he changed his clothes and went to Chengshang Hall with Qi Rong.

Qi Rong didn't stop him, and the two of them came to Fengshui Street very quickly.

"Boss, you are here!" Xiao Huang's eyes lit up and he shouted.

Qi Rong nodded, looking at the middle-aged man drinking tea in the shop.

The other party was wearing a blue and black overalls, hunched over and drinking tea cautiously. When he saw him coming, he immediately stood up, rubbed his hands and looked at him embarrassedly. From the outside, he was an honest farmer.

Qi Rong glanced over his face, noncommittal, his eyes fell on the small cloth bag in front of him, the white jade gourd that made Xiao Huang suspicious was placed on the cloth bag.

It is actually not accurate to say that it is a white jade gourd. Xiao Huang said it was an old item before, but Qi Rong finally understood that the white jade gourd has turned yellow, and there are still a few cracks around it. Pan black.

"Uh, this boss, I, I want to sell this gourd, and the family is in a hurry to spend money." The old farmer rubbed his hands and said jerkyly, obviously he was an honest person who was not very good at talking.

Qi Rong nodded when he heard the words, walked over to look at the gourd, and was about to put on white gloves to try it out, when he suddenly felt his back being gently pulled off.

Turning around, I saw Qin Junyan pursing his lips, looking hesitant to speak.

Qi Rong blinked, not knowing why.

Qin Junyan pointed to the inside, hinting in his eyes.

Qi Rong paused, turned around and said to the old farmer with a smile, "Wait a minute."

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"what happened?"

Once inside, Qi Rong stuffed the white gloves into his pocket, tilting his head in confusion.

Qin Junyan walked around a few times anxiously before finally saying, "I made that gourd."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Qin Junyan took a deep breath, with a complex expression on his face.