Glued up by my father's nemesis

Although Yan Fei and Qi Jingsi are in the same Yiyu Pavilion, they didn't have much contact with each other.

Qi Jingsi had always been cold-tempered, and during the one-hour lunch break every day, she couldn't say a few words, and the few inconspicuous dots in the oil-paper bag were almost the entire connection between them.

Qi Jingsi was born in the market, and she didn't have the rules of chewing and eating slowly, and she didn't pay much attention to eating a packet of small snacks in a hurry; Yan Fei was flipping through an idle book at the side, occasionally sneaking a glance, and smiling lightly.

After the kidnapping incident, Yan Fei still brought back a pack of snacks during his lunch break every day, but he never saw that figure leaning against the door and dozing in Yiyuxuan again.

He wanted to ask Qi Jingsi several times, even if it was just to check on the injury on his right arm, but every time after class, when he turned around, the seat was empty.

No matter how blind people are, they can tell that it is Qi Jingsi who is hiding.

So, more than a month passed, and the small dots wrapped in oiled paper filled the drawer of Yan Fei's study.

Everyone in Yan's mansion knew that his young master's most treasured book was that room of books. Even Yan's father and mother rarely stepped into Yan Fei's study room; Years ago, he had allowed Yan Yi to go to his room to look for books to read.

Yan Yi, who found something strange, said something up to this point, but Yan Fei had no choice but to respond with a word, and his courage was strengthened by the suffocation in his heart.

"Brother, I know you have admired Mr. Guangji's talent and learning since childhood." He tried his best to imitate the earnest tone of his elders, "Mr. Just remember—”

"Brother Yan Fei, you are the only son of Master and Madam, the only hope of the Yan family..."

"Even if it is the young master of the Lin family, if he makes a wrong step, he will be forever lost..." He said a little excitedly, and grabbed Yan Fei's forearm, "Brother, you can learn from Mr. Guangji, but don't make mistakes. There is a way!"

Most of the old injury on the forearm has healed, and the sleeve scraped against the new tender flesh during the movement, causing a slight pain, which made Yan Fei inexplicably anxious.

"Yan Yi!" He said sternly, "What are you talking about?"

"I...I just..." As he said that, his eyes began to hesitate again, "repay the favor."

Finally finding a suitable word in his mind, he seemed to have persuaded himself, and looked up at Yan Yi, "Before and after the carriage overturned that day, he helped me and saved you as well."

"Then you also blocked the knife for him." Yan Yi obviously couldn't be persuaded by such a simple reason.

"But he was also scratched by the wolf." Yan Fei obviously didn't intend to back down, "Without him, I wouldn't be able to go home safely."

"Without him—" Yan Yi rarely raised his head forcefully, "You wouldn't be taken captive to the mountain at all!"

"Yan Yi!" Yan Fei subconsciously raised his voice, "You said that reading the words of the sages and telling the right from wrong is what I taught you. Is that how I taught you?"

"Brother Yanfei...I..." Yan Yi lowered his head again apologetically, and finally swallowed his worries back, but the two brothers still showed the same unconvinced look, "You said it was a favor, but you took this favor Where did it all go? Who else can see the drawer in the study except me?"

"That's because..." Yan Fei seemed to be hurt by this sentence. He lowered his eyes and wrinkled the oiled paper bag in his arms unnaturally, "He avoids me."

Yan Yi keenly caught the "rustling" sound coming from the oiled paper, and his thoughts became more serious, "Then why is he avoiding you?"

"Because that day..." Yan Fei recalled the scene in the study that day, Qi Jingsi was still full of anger, "I told him...about my mother's background..."

"Brother Yan Fei, you taught me. No one can choose the matter of my background. You want me not to talk about it all the time, but to take it to heart." Yan Yi frightened twice. Yan Fei held the oil-paper bag, Nervously trembling hands, "Then why do you care about Madam's background?"

"I didn't!" Yan Fei explained urgently: "I never thought that my mother's background was inferior to anyone else! It's just...just..."

"It's just that you are afraid that Young Master Qi will mind."

"He is the only son of the high-ranking Shangshu. You are afraid that he will look down on your wife's background, and even look down on you." Yan Yi shook his head, "What a kind person my wife is, he despises her, and you still care about what he thinks Why?"

"Impossible!" Yan Fei's erratic eyes gradually became firmer, he stared at Yan Yi, "Qi Jingsi is not that kind of person, he has never..."

He never discussed or laughed at his eye disease behind his back, or even Yan Yi's background.

Even though Qi Jingsi looked more difficult to get along with than the group of dudes who hung out with him all day long, and even Chang Haoxuan who blocked Yan Fei and his brothers in the alley, but only Qi Jingsi...

He is different from the Academy, or even anyone around Yan Fei.

Because of his eye disease and his own mother's background, Yan Fei has often been gossiped about since he was a child.

Those watching the excitement point and point behind their backs, and those with the worst intentions even mock in front of their faces; even if there are some kind voices, they are just shaking their heads and sighing——

"A good child who can read again, alas—it's a pity."

Only Qi Jingsi was different.

He protects Yan Fei, but never shows a look of sympathy and pity, and gives him the same equality as ordinary people——

respect.

No one wants to be looked down upon by others, and Ke Yanfei also does not need sympathy. He has always only hoped that he is nothing special in the eyes of others.

And all of this was only given by Qi Jingsi.

So how could such Qi Jingqi avoid him because of his mother's background.

Besides, Yan's mother was born as a famous prostitute, and the matter of her background has never been a secret in Beijing. Chang Haoxuan and his like have often used this matter to run on it openly and secretly.

How could Qi Jingsi not know.

How many lunch breaks in Yiyuxuan, the narrow alley at the back door of the academy, and that thrilling night in the mountains...

If you want to dislike it, you have already disliked it.

Qi Jingsi hides too clearly, there must be a reason, but it must not be because of this.

"Yan Yi." Yan Fei turned around suddenly, grabbed Yan Yi's shoulders, "Remember—"

"Mr. Guangji's name is all over Beijing, and his three-yuan rank is due to his real ability; whether he resigns as MEDJ or cuts off his sleeves, it's just a personal choice, and he never hinders others."

"Only in Zhuoyi Yuxuan, you and I have received gossips, so you shouldn't point and point at others behind their backs—"

"It doesn't matter if Master Guangji is still in Beijing or not."

He let go of Yan Yi as he spoke, "When you first learned to read, the first book you borrowed from me was "The Analects of Confucius"—"

"Do unto others, do not impose on others."

After saying that, he lowered his eyes, pulled back the damp hem of his robe and stepped over the threshold of Yi Yu Xuan, but kicked a foreign object at his feet.

Bending down to pick up an oil-paper umbrella, he suddenly froze.

Even if he didn't see the upside-down position of the umbrella before he left, he would trip over it when he passed by. Someone must have left it after he left just now...

"Brother Yanfei...I'm sorry..."

Yan Yi hung his head guiltily, and was about to apologize when the person in front of him suddenly rushed into the rain with an umbrella.

"elder brother--"

"It's raining so much, where are you going—"

*****

In front of the gate of Yulin Academy, a brocade carriage stopped slowly in the rain.

The servants put up the umbrella and opened the curtain of the car. As soon as Qi Jingsi stepped out of the carriage, he heard a familiar voice.

"Qi Jingsi—"

The soles of his boots were on the muddy floor, he raised his eyes, and saw the same green shirt standing under the plaque of Yulin Academy——

Raindrops formed a curtain, hanging on the edge of the umbrella, and inside the curtain was Yan Fei's beautiful and delicate face.

The author has something to say: In fact, the compatibility of the three views is also very important, right?

I am not cheating!I only said that the little uncle went online in the past few days.. I didn't say when it was... but it was really just one or two days ago! ! !

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