Cat Demon and Hypnotized Urban

The lights in Xia Nan Pavilion gradually turned off.

Snowflakes floated in the silent night sky and fell to the ground like a thin layer of frost.

On the narrow alley from the backyard of Shanange, the footprints left on the stone slabs were lightened by the newly covered snowflakes.

Qigu followed her master sleepily, not even noticing that the newly made embroidered shoes on her feet were wet with snow.

The man in front walked quickly with fluttering clothes.

"Hey... I can't walk anymore."

The man's long black hair fluttered in the air accompanied by snowflakes.

Infuriating.

"Aren't you cold?!"

The man finally stopped and turned around.In the dark, he couldn't see his beautiful eyebrows clearly, but he could feel a warm breath exuding:

"Qigu, keep your voice down."

You also know that you are afraid of attracting people to chase you.Qigu immediately lost her temper: "Really, just ask me to buy whatever Mr. Shuang wants to buy, why bother to come out and take risks by yourself."

"That's different. The annual grand market, how can you feel at ease if you don't see it with your own eyes?"

Qigu heard the gentle and joyful voice of the man walking away from her, so she couldn't help following: "Let's talk about it first. I may not have enough money."

"It's okay. I've prepared for it."

After turning a street corner, the man took out a rosewood jewelry box from his pocket, opened it and presented it to Qi Gu, with a smile still in his voice: "Qi Gu thinks, how much silver can this be exchanged for?"

Taking advantage of the little light from the snow, Qigu leaned over.She almost broke her jaw when she recognized the purple stone lying on the velvet surface: "This is not Mommy's..."

"It does belong to Mama. I also know it's called Zero Dew Stone."

"Then you still dare...to steal?"

"What are you afraid of? I guess she won't know what year and month it was when she remembered such a thing. Such a good thing must not be out of sight."

"..."

Knowing that this person was trying to make excuses again, Qigu couldn't say anything.

When a ray of light appeared in the eastern sky, the thin snow on the ground almost melted away.

You can hear the hustle and bustle of the market from afar.Whether it is a century-old store or a crowded small business hawker, it seems that on this day, people come and go, and business is booming.

Fanshuang dragged Qigu through the crowd at a slow speed, looking for a business that might be there, but also paying attention to the hands and feet of the people crowded around, no longer interested in enjoying the lively atmosphere imagined in advance.It was Qigu who was looking around, jumping up and down like a little rabbit out of a hole.

"Young Master Shuang, come and see the sugar figurine drawn by the master!"

"Oh, that silver hairpin is so beautiful!"

"By the way, are you thirsty? Let me pick two oranges!"

……

The cold air is mixed with the smell of all kinds of cooked snacks, which makes people want to stop.As expected, Fanshuang felt hungry, but suddenly lost interest, and thought she might as well go back quickly.But looking at Qigu's happy face, she felt that it would be good to make at least one person happy.

What's more, he was the one who first proposed to go out for a stroll.

"Qi Gu, let's go to the East Street first, and we'll come back to eat after we change the money." Fan Shuang pulled Qi Gu out of the crowd in front of the small bowl cake stall, and walked towards the East Street without any explanation.

When she reached a corner, Qi Gu flicked her sleeves and said angrily, "Hey, there are very few people over there, you are so eye-catching, okay?"

Fanshuang lowered her head to examine, she did change into a loose coarse cotton robe before going out, but her hair was still disheveled, and her demeanor was completely different from that of ordinary men with curly hair.

Fanshuang said silently, "Then Qi Gu is going to change money?"

Qigu looked up, and sure enough there was a large-scale business at the entrance of East Street, and looking inside, there seemed to be a pawn shop.

"It's a matter of duty. Mr. Shuang wait here, I will come when I go."

So Qigu took the jewelry box and ran away like flying, leaving Fanshuang alone to look at the street scene as if nothing had happened, the excited children riding on the adults' necks, the skillful pancake stall owner, and the well-dressed young girls, I think it must be the daughter of a wealthy family, and an elderly couple walking hand in hand, and...

as well as!

Fanshuang took a closer look, turned around and ran away before meeting the man's gaze.As soon as he entered East Street, seeing Qigu still dealing with the shop assistants at the entrance of the business, he quickened his pace: "Qigu, Jin San is here!"

The two ran across the streets and alleys one after the other, only to hear the commotion of the crowd behind them getting louder.Qigu hugged the jewelry box in her arms, and she didn't dare to neglect her feet, and she didn't even have time to pay attention to the strange eyes cast by the people around her.

If caught, it will inevitably be another meal of torture.

"Qi Gu's side!"

Qigu followed the prestige to look, and saw that Fanshuang had already slipped into a secluded alley on the left.Looking back carefully, Jin San's ferocious face caught the attention of the crowd.Withdrawing his arms, he took a few steps and dodged into the alley.

"Young Master Shuang, wait for me—ah!" Qi Gu only cared about the pursuers behind her but never paid attention to the situation ahead. After running a few steps, she collided with someone, "What's the matter with you? It's not easy for such a narrow road. avoid..."

"Miss is so offended, I'm being rude..."

"Qigu is running out of time, let's go quickly." Fanshuang involuntarily circled around, saw the jewelry box on the ground with her sharp eyes, went up to pick it up, grabbed Qigu's hand, and ran away.

"wait……"

Fanshuang ran all the way as if fleeing for her life, and her elegant voice of "this young master" was also drowned in the cold wind howling in her ears.

"... For what we want most, there is a cost must be paid in the end."

"I don't want to study anymore."

Han Yiqing closed the laptop with a crisp sound.

The American movie played on the computer also came to an abrupt end.

Chu Yao shrugged, thinking that this eight-year-old girl would not be good to her as soon as she walked in the door today. Whether it was reading words or writing letters, she was conflicted, and she couldn't even watch a movie for relaxation.You don't need to think about it to know that learning English is not voluntary in all likelihood.

"But it's not time yet." Chu Yao nodded his watch.

Han Yiqing stared at Chu Yao, tightly pursed his mouth, as if he was brewing some deep hatred, suddenly his expression relaxed, he jumped off the chair with a flick of his hair, walked to his bed, squatted down and opened the drawer under the bed, He took out a decent safe.When entering the password, he deliberately blocked his body in front, for fear of being seen by Chu Yao.

So cute.Chu Yao smiled to himself.

"I know my father spent a lot of money to invite you here." Han Yiqing pushed a brand new red envelope in front of Chu Yao, speaking in a mature tone not commensurate with his age, "But I ask you not to come again."

Chu Yao glanced at the very thick red envelope, still smiling: "Then I earned it?"

"That's your business. I don't need you."

"Because you don't like English?"

"do not like."

"Watching movies without subtitles is cool."

"So I don't like watching movies either."

"What about the school curriculum? Escape?"

Han Yiqing frowned: "You have so many questions."

Chu Yao was dissatisfied: "Hey, if you don't want me to teach you something, you have to let me pass the time."

"You really are a bad guy."

"..."

Chu Yao was speechless.

Because the little girl is right.

"Okay, okay, it's only 2 minutes away. Can you go?"

Just when Han Yiqing patted the red envelope into Chu Yao's hand, there seemed to be a sound of arguing downstairs, accompanied by the woman's hoarse voice, and there seemed to be the sound of a vase hitting the floor.

"That is?"

"It's like this again." Seeing the strangeness, Han Yiqing left Chu Yao alone and went downstairs.

The floor was littered with broken glass.Han Que sat in the middle of the sofa with a dark face and said nothing, while a young woman stood opposite Han Que weeping, her long curly hair hanging down to cover most of her face.Han Yiqing stood below, holding the stairs calmly, not taking a step forward.

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