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When the black cat scratched Qingran's back with its paw again, the boy couldn't sit still.

"I'm sorry, Brother Qingran." The boy lowered his head and looked cautious, "Heidou is usually very good, but it may have become like this when it was frightened today. It didn't do it on purpose."

Qing Ran's peach blossom eyes looked at the black cat with its tail standing up on the stage. For some reason, he always felt that the black cat was too hostile to him.

Those lively cat eyes are just like a living person.

"Brother Qingran, did you hurt your hand?" Seeing that the other party didn't speak, the young man asked a little embarrassedly.

"It's okay." Qing Ran came back to her senses, smiled, and saw that the young man was still looking at him eagerly, so she intentionally showed the back of her hand to the other party.

The boy glanced at Qingran and saw that Qingran was really not injured, so he put his heart back in his stomach.

However, at this time, the black cat on the stage went crazy for some reason, and was about to jump off the stage dragging its bloody legs.

Fortunately, the young man's eyesight was quick and his hands quickly picked up the black cat.

"Heidou, what's wrong with you today? You can't do without medicine on your legs." The boy was a little angry, and he held the cat tightly in his arms, but seeing the pitiful appearance of the black cat, he couldn't express his anger at all. .

"Maybe it's because you're afraid of being born. You're not seriously hurt. Let me help you bandage the wound on your hand first." Qing Ran said gently from the side.

"I'm fine, I'm fine." The boy put the black cat back on the table, and then retracted his ugly hands behind his back.

"You still have to practice in the future, and you must not leave any flaws in your hands. Come, give me your hands."

The young man swallowed. Although he had been bathed cleanly, the wound on his hand was still very scary.

Qing Ran didn't speak, just looked at him so tenderly, the young man had no choice but to stretch out his hand.

The ten fingers were already riddled with holes, and Qing Ran couldn't help frowning even after seeing the hideous wounds.

"How did you do this with your hand?"

"Accidentally, it doesn't hurt." Seeing Qing Ran frowning, the young man said hastily.

"How can it not hurt? Does it hurt to poke a generalist with your finger?" The hand that applied the medicine slightly exerted force.

Seeing that Qingran was angry, the young man shrank his head, felt the pain in his hand, and said beggingly: "Actually, it also...a little pain."

Qing Ran couldn't help laughing, and the movements of her hands became gentler, "Didn't it hurt just now?"

"Now, now I feel a little bit." The boy said with some embarrassment.

The two senior brothers held hands under the candlelight, and they didn't notice the black cat trembling slightly beside them with its eyes closed.

Yi Qingyun closed his eyes and didn't want to watch the dazzling scene, but the chatting and laughing between the two would still involuntarily enter his ears.

The cat's ears were so sensitive that he could even clearly hear the rubbing between their fingers.

The fire of jealousy is about to consume him.

But he couldn't do anything, he could only lie quietly on the table like a real cat.

Because it is Murong Qingran who can help Mo Beichen with the medicine now, not him, a useless wild cat with a broken leg.

Yi Qingyun had heard that Mo Beichen liked Murong Qingran in the past, but he didn't know much about it.

He wouldn't ask Murong Qingran, and Mo Beichen naturally wouldn't go into details with him.

And because Mo Beichen had always been indifferent and disgusted with Murong Qingran, he never really took this so-called rival in love to heart.

This made Yi Qingyun so frustrated when he saw the scene of the interaction between the two.

He wasn't prepared at all.

He even thought that Mo Beichen would only have such a green expression towards himself.

"Master, are you jealous?" Yuan Shu obviously didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement.

"..."

"You have to be patient, otherwise your success will fall short." Yuan Shu pretended to be kind enough to remind at the end.

He knows how terrible human jealousy is, and it is more than enough to drive a person crazy.

However, his master's self-control is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

"Shut up." The man's tone was obviously bad.

Yuanshu touched his nose.

He still underestimated the man's jealousy.

After Murong Qingran helped the young man deal with the injury on his hand, Yi Qingyun was hit again.

Because he thought of the injury on Mo Beichen's hand, Yi Qingyun could only ask Murong Qingran to bandage the wound for him.

Seeing the black cat lying slumped on the table, the boy couldn't help feeling a little worried.

"Brother Qingran, is there something wrong with Heidou's leg?"

"Maybe it will be a bit awkward to run." Qing Ran picked up the white cloth and gently wrapped the leg of the cat that had been well-medicated.

"Is that so?" The boy blamed himself a little.

"Its leg has some problems. It has been too long to cure. Although it will be a little lame when it gets better this time, it will definitely be better than before."

I don't know if Qing Ran did it on purpose, but tied a bow on the black cat's leg with a white piece of cloth.

The black cat's pupils shrank, and finally closed it altogether, letting others manipulate it.

Qing Ran is quite qualified as the most senior brother, and he sent Mo Beichen to his room very considerately.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to take good care of Mo Beichen, so he wouldn't have to get up early tomorrow, so he could have a good sleep.

This kind of caring like spring breeze and rain, coupled with Qingran's gentle and handsome face, undoubtedly has a strong attraction to people.

In less than an hour of getting along, Brother Qingran has replaced Senior Sister Rongrong as the most beautiful fantasy in the youth's heart.

Yi Qingyun was already very upset, but the boy who slept with him on the same bed did not let him go.

"Brother Qingran is really good-looking! Shining like a star in the sky!" The boy regarded the black cat as an object to share his thoughts.

He talked about his yearning, but he didn't notice the hurt and dimness in the black cat's eyes.

Yi Qingyun really couldn't bear it anymore, he even had a terrible thought in his heart.

He wanted to take the boy away directly to a place where there was no one else.

Then he raised the boy himself.

He wanted to monopolize all the admiration that the boy had felt from childhood to adulthood.

He just wanted to hear his own name from the boy's mouth.

However, all of this can only be thought about, if he really did this, maybe the boy would not be able to become the Beichen he loves most in his heart.

That wanton and powerful Beichen.

There is no solution, the black cat can only choose to escape.

Regardless of the pain in the cat's legs, he jumped from the bed to the window sill, and then jumped out.

Only then did the obsessed teenager realize what it was.

"Where are you going, Black Bean?" The boy panicked, and he also wanted to chase him out of the window, but he didn't expect that the distance from the window to the ground was a bit high.

He was anxious again, afraid of losing the black cat, but he didn't even wear shoes.

One failed to maintain balance, and the delicate instep was scratched by the rough ground.

Yi Qingyun didn't expect the boy to catch up without hesitation.

He turned his head. In fact, he had already noticed that the boy would be hurt. He wanted to go forward, but he couldn't catch up.

However, in fact, it has caught up, and a cat cannot bear the weight of a person.

Yi Qingyun knew it very well, but it was his instinct to step forward to protect the young man.

Seeing another bloodstain on the youth's smooth instep, Yi Qingyun's expression became more and more serious.

He thought deeply about why he didn't have the strength to protect the other party when the boy was the most vulnerable.

Seeing that the black cat stopped within his reach, the boy was slightly relieved.

He wanted to reach out and stroke the black cat's head, but his hand was hanging in the air, he didn't dare to touch it, for fear of disturbing the cat.

He was afraid that the black cat would hide from him.

He was afraid that the black cat would abandon him.

The corner of the boy's mouth was a bit bitter, he felt that he was really pitiful and pathetic.

He is now begging a cat not to leave him.

He stroked it with his fingers, and finally took it back.

The wind was a bit cold at night, the boy was barefoot and only wearing a thin undershirt, he couldn't help curling himself up in the corner, hugging his legs.

"Heidou, don't leave me." The young man said softly, looking at the black cat not far away.

He doesn't know why he wants to communicate with a cat, but he just thinks that Black Dou can understand.

He felt that Black Dou could understand his intentions.

Seeing the black cat walking towards him, the young man felt a little nervous. For some reason, he felt that Heidou's eyes were scorching and terrifying, and he couldn't help thinking about it.

Isn't Black Bean just an ordinary cat?

Could it be that the black bean is a cat-like beast?

This is really not the look a cat should have.

Feeling some itching on the instep, the boy couldn't help pulling his foot back.

However, as soon as he took a step back, the culprit still didn't let him go.

With its sharp soft paws pressed against his injured instep, the black cat gently licked his wound unquestionably.

"Hmm." The boy couldn't help but bury himself in the shadows with his legs wrapped around his head.

He didn't know why his face felt slightly hot.

He didn't even know why his heart was beating so fast at this moment.

This is really strange, as if Black Dou is not a cat, but a person.

After what happened last night, Heidou has calmed down a lot, and seems to have returned to his original obedient appearance.

It's just a little colder than before.

Stop sticking to him all the time.

The young man was still a little worried at first, but because he practiced hard every day and couldn't keep his mind, and Heidou would return to the house on time every night, he finally relaxed and followed Heidou.

"Beichen, why are you in a daze again?" A gentle male voice sounded from behind the boy.

"Ah!" The young man hurried back to his senses, and his eyes were on that incomparably handsome face.

My heart skipped a beat.

For teenagers who are just beginning to fall in love at the fifteenth or sixteenth, there are too many novel things to distract their minds.

"Brother Qingran, I'm not in a daze." The young man was already lively, but seeing Qingran's gentle personality, he quickly became familiar with him.

"I still said no, I just called you several times and you didn't respond, you are so careless, be careful I will sue the master." Seeing that the other party didn't care, Qing Ran couldn't help scaring the other party.

However, after this period of time, the young man has already seen his senior brother thoroughly, and is not worried at all.

The young man blinked his phoenix eyes, and said with a smile, "That's because brother Qingran is so good-looking, so I was stunned by accident. Brother Qingran won't be able to escape even if Master punishes him."

Qing Ran felt helpless, hooked the bridge of the young man's nose with her fingertips, and said in a doting tone, "You are so young and slippery."

"No way! Brother Qingran is already pretty!" The young man curled his lips and muttered softly.

But how could this muttering escape Qingran's ears.

The boy's head was tapped lightly again.

"Hurry up and practice the sword."

Seeing the young man hugging his head and picking up the sword in aggrieved manner, Qing Ran's heart suddenly jumped irregularly.

He hurriedly restrained his mind, but his eyes still couldn't help following the figure of the young man swinging his sword.

meow~

A vigorous figure ran away from the branch beside him.

Although the truth is understood in the heart, the emotions are still difficult to control.

Yi Qingyun originally wanted to be out of sight and out of mind.

But his body still couldn't help but wanted to get close to the boy.

"Master, you are really making mistakes for yourself." Yuan Shu felt a little emotional, "But don't be too sad, after all, you will be the one who will have the last laugh."

His master knew that the young man's thoughts were all on Murong Qingran, so he would come to seek abuse at every turn.

Sure enough, since ancient times, the most hurtful thing is a love word.

"You don't need to talk too much." The black cat has long been familiar with the Demon Lord's Palace. He walked around in the woods, but it didn't take long before he returned to the place where the boy practiced his sword.

Yuanshu couldn't help sighing in the void.

The boy's sword dance was really not good, his movements were not standardized, and he didn't have the momentum that sword dance should have.

To Yi Qingyun, it looked like she was dancing.

It's quite pleasing.

"Stop! Stop! Stop!" Murong Qing couldn't stand it any longer and could only tell the boy to stop.

Although he didn't want to hit the young man, but the young man really didn't have much talent in sword practice.

He has seen the young man's hard work, but the effect is really not flattering.

If it is said that a genius is getting twice the result with half the effort, then a young man is probably getting twice the result with half the effort.

The boy also knew that he couldn't connect well, so he couldn't help but lower his head while holding the sword.

"Beichen, do you want to try other weapons?" Qing Ran said tactfully.

"They all say that the most powerful sword is the king of a hundred soldiers. If I don't practice swords, what else can I practice?" The boy sighed.

Qing Ran didn't know how to comfort the other party for a while.

Just then there was a rustling sound from the woods next to them.

The black cat came to the boy with something in its mouth.

"Black beans?" The boy squatted down and took the object out of the black cat's mouth.

It was an ordinary dagger.

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Murong Qingran looked at the young man's hand: "How did your hand become like this?"

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