I finally fell into my own hands

Xu Mian breathed a sigh of relief subconsciously, he was almost scared to death by his own brother.

"Brother, when did you start smoking?" Xu Mian took out a lighter from his pocket and threw it to the other party. He had the impression that his brother had a clean personality and a sensitive nose, so he couldn't accept any smoky place, let alone smoking by himself. .

And cooking too...

Xu Zhao thanked him, and deftly ignited the wind with a cigarette in his mouth: "When you are under a lot of pressure, you will find that tobacco and alcohol are good things."

"If you're under so much pressure, just take a break. You don't have to force yourself. It's not like the family can't afford you."

Xu Zhao pondered for a moment, then nodded with a smile: "I know."

"Brother, the matter of me inheriting the head of the family... I have never dared to mention it in front of you since I was a child, and the family has always avoided this issue. In fact, call me selfish. I really want to know what you think?"

Xu Mian lowered her head and didn't look at the other party, nervously grinding the slightly raised pebbles with the soles of her shoes.

"What do you think?" Xu Zhao puffed out his cigarette, and his tone was very calm, "If I said that I really don't mind at all now, and I don't even feel reconciled, would you think that I am comforting you? "

Xu Mian raised her head: "Then are you comforting me?"

Xu Zhao smiled: "Silly boy, do you think I can't let go?"

"..." Xu Zhao seldom joked with him so intimately, Xu Mian pursed her lips a little at a loss.

"Anyway... I won't be able to enjoy these vain names, I don't have time." Xu Zhao's voice was low, as if he was talking to himself.

"Huh? What do you mean?" Xu Mian was puzzled.

Xu Zhao still smiled: "I'm too busy writing a book, I don't have time to take care of the family property, I can only ask you."

"It's hard to say whether it will be a failure." Xu Mian secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, I have no money, I will lend you."

The two brothers spoke a few more words, and then finished smoking a cigarette in silence. The winter night was not quiet, and the whistling wind rushed past their ears.

This villa area is very desolate, because of Feng Shui and murder legends, not many houses have been sold, and almost half of them are empty. In the huge villa area, almost only Xu Zhao’s house is lit, and there is a faint and ethereal ray of yellow in the silence. Light.

It was the twelfth lunar month of winter, and the layers of dead branches around the villa stretched out into the dark night sky, giving people an airtight and oppressive feeling.

"Brother, tell me honestly, do you...have a crush on Qi Ye?" Before entering the room, Xu Mian teased with a half-smile.

Xu Zhao smiled calmly: "How dare I?"

"Ok??"

"You misunderstood." Throwing down these words lightly, Xu Zhao gently closed the balcony door, the harsh wind stopped, and so did this conversation.

Qi Ye told Xu Zhao and Xu Mian about the idea of ​​moving out. The reason was that the condition of Hei Hei had deteriorated, and he wanted him to rest. Xu Mian understood on the spot and asked Qi Ye to stay for another three to five days. Xu Zhao is safe.

This time Xu Zhao didn't resist his younger brother's move in. He just struggled symbolically and asked Qi Ye if he didn't take good care of himself or something. It's like giving each other a step up in polite words.

He seemed to know that Qi Ye was on guard against him because of the fact that he had picked up the spirit pendant, so he showed a little innocence and helplessness in a timely manner.

The next day, Qi Ye refunded 300 million without saying a word, and Xu Zhao called back in less than half a day, and his message arrived with the money——

"If Mr. Qi does this again, he won't give me face."

Seeing the text message, Hei Hei pursed his lips: "Why don't you return it first, don't use it if you keep it, and return it when you have a chance later."

Qi Ye nodded, and said bluntly to Hei Hei: "I don't feel at ease keeping this money, it's weird."

Heihei smiled: "It's only the money I earned for you, so you spend it with peace of mind, don't you?"

Qi Ye also smiled: "Of course."

Of course, the money my daughter-in-law earned for me was spent steadfastly.

Hao Xian's memorial service will be held two days later, and Qi Ye received the invitation as a matter of course. Not long after, a topic appeared on Weibo——

"Qixuan's memorial service will be held in two days, and all members of the Xuanxue boy group have confirmed their attendance."

Xu Mian twitched her lips after brushing it up: "Your ex-company's operations were very flamboyant, so emphasizing these at this juncture, isn't it just eating human blood steamed buns?"

Qi Ye didn't answer right away, and silently bit a bottle of beer to quench his thirst: "Xu Shao, I'm worried that something will happen again at the memorial service, you arrange more people to protect your brother's safety, it's safer."

Although Weibo closed the lucky draw channel and no new koi appeared in the past half a month, Qi Ye suddenly felt a little inexplicably restless.

Qi Ye's voice was not loud, and Xu Zhao, who was writing a manuscript with earplugs on, didn't hear anything, his face was calm and there was only the faint light of the computer screen.

Xu Mian's face turned serious, and she nodded heavily, "Don't worry."

Ning Xiao at the side hesitated to ask, "When is Teacher Xu's birthday?"

"number 22."

Ning Xiao has already looked at Qi Ye: "What a coincidence, it's the same day as brother."

After a while, he said again: "Brother, you are also in November, so you don't care at all?"

Qi Ye was startled as if he had never thought of this before, but he smiled calmly, "Ah Xiao, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Hei Hei's relaxed and determined attitude is very contagious, and the big rock in Ning Xiao's heart instantly loosened: "Yes, there is Brother Hei."

"Don't worry, let me protect your brother."

Ning Xiao also laughed: "Brother Hei, you are also... my brother."

Hei Hei smiled and narrowed his eyes, deliberately using a childish tone: "Which brother do you like better?"

"Eh?" Ning Xiao was seriously embarrassed for a moment.

"Don't bully our younger brother." Qi Ye stretched out his arms and pulled Hei Hei into his arms.

Black and speechless, it's really a turn of events, when Qi Ye was a little weak chicken, he was the only one who bullied him and teased him, now that this kid is promising, he not only takes advantage of him with his mouth, but also takes advantage of him with his hands.

"What's the matter... Come to me." Qi Ye's lips almost touched Hei Hei's earlobe, his low voice was like a poisonous tongue, and He Hei's heart seemed to be scratched by a cat's paw, it was crisp trembling.

He didn't expect that he would be so shameless, begging to be bullied, shaking like a textbook.

Ning Xiao blushed when he saw his brothers' coquettish operations. Xu Mian clicked his tongue and covered his eyes, and sighed, "You are not respectful for the old! You are not respectful for the old!"

"..."

"Fortunately, I don't have two shameless brothers."

Ning Xiao smiled: "Brother Xu, do you envy me?"

Xu Mian narrowed her eyes slightly: "But then again, isn't your brother my brother?"

Saying that, Xu Mian turned to Qi Ye with a shameless smile, "Really?"

Hei Hei: "Young Master Xu, can you show some face, you are older than my Qi Ye, how can you be so embarrassing?"

Xu Mian: "The husband sings and the wife follows, isn't that the truth?"

Now it's all right, Ning Xiao's face is already blushing to the point of smoking.

The night before the memorial service, Hei Hei coaxed Qi Ye to sleep, drew circles on his palm, and said that he would be too mentally ill to cope the next day.

But Qi Ye was restless, instead holding Hei Hei's hand to prevent him from painting, saying that scratching made his hands itchy and his heart itchy, and he kept lying on the bed with his eyes open, staring at Hei Hei tenderly.

Hei Hei felt uncomfortable, so he raised his hand to cover his eyes, Qi Ye blinked reluctantly, his long eyelashes fluttered over Hei Hei's palm like wings.

"Sleep peacefully, I'll come early tomorrow night, let's do something serious together." Seeing that the child was not easy to coax, Hei Hei changed his strategy.

Qi Ye's heart skipped a beat, and he tried his best to suppress the joy that was about to come out, and asked knowingly, "What's the business?"

"Watching a DVD."

When Hei Hei said these two words, the blindfolded Qi Ye smiled, showing two rows of big white teeth.

"What are you laughing at, take a good rest, otherwise how can you have strength tomorrow?" Looking at the other party's unscrupulously happy and unscrupulous smile, if the ghost would blush, his black face at this moment would look like a cooked crayfish.

"Okay, I'll sleep!" Qi Ye finally settled down, he looked forward to falling asleep early, so that it would be closer to tomorrow night.

Hao Xian's memorial service this time is the first time that Qi Ye has truly entered the funeral home.

Although almost all blood relatives around him are gone, he was too young to remember when his father passed away. When his mother left, he was seriously ill and had a high fever for several days.

Since he was a child, he was like an unknown person, blood relatives disappeared from his life one by one, and there was no room for them to stay.

He understood one thing when he was very young, no one knows which will come first, tomorrow or goodbye.

Fortunately, although he is alone now with no relatives or reasons, he still has himself by his side, who is closer than anyone else.

Hundreds of people gathered at Hao Xian's memorial service, and they appeared in a mixed manner in the mourning hall, which was decorated with white flowers and white cloths.

Qi Ye looked over, and among the people coming and going, there were not many people who were really sad.

He looked at others, and others stared at him, and some people even whispered that he was the young boy who went in and out of the same apartment as Xu Zhao on the hot search.

This day Qi Ye wore a black suit with a white flower pinned to his chest. This outfit was still black and black. Hei Hei joked that he never had the chance to attend other people's funerals in his life. The only time was his own funeral.

In my own funeral, I was the protagonist, put in a cold coffin, wearing clothes I didn't like, lying there unable to move for people to shed tears either sincerely or in a play.

In the end, it was burned to ashes by a fire and packed in a small and cold box, which is the end of the life of ordinary people.

Hei Hei understated it as if he was talking about other people's irrelevant things: "I didn't expect you to look like a dog in this outfit."

He found that after Qi Ye seriously put on the formal attire, he felt a low-key sense of restraint and a sense of abstinence, and the young man in front of him was taller and more energetic than he was back then.

The ones with broad shoulders and long legs are the result of scientific feeding.

Hei Hei was thinking about it, Qi Ye slightly raised his eyebrows to tease him: "What are you thinking about?"

Hei Hei came back to his senses, and smiled with ease: "I didn't think about it, I was just being narcissistic."

At this moment, Qi Ye is in the midst of a turbulent funeral, recalling what happened before dawn, he is inexplicably curious, if he can also travel to the dark world, if he happens to attend a dark funeral...

Qi Ye lightly shook his head, without this assumption, as long as he was around, it would be impossible for Hei Hei to experience death again.

When Qi Ye was in a trance, someone patted him on the shoulder. He turned his head and saw that it was the director who made the video together before: "I didn't expect you and Mr. Xu to have such a good personal relationship."

The director's surname is Yang, with a bright and informal personality, a bit of a familiar kind of carefree, and he has no scruples to convert other people's curious gazes into straightforward words.

Qi Ye had nothing to hide, and said frankly: "I accepted Teacher Xu's commission before, and then I got to know him slowly."

Director Yang nodded in praise: "Your connections in this circle are good."

Qi Ye smiled slightly, but didn't answer directly.

"In the future, if I need to take pictures of the notebook, I will walk around with you."

Qi Ye is very polite: "If I can do it..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he heard a trembling and horrifying scream from the whispering crowd. Everyone stopped talking, looked towards the source of the sound, and saw the members of the former metaphysics boy group One, a boy in his early twenties with a pale face and red eyes, his fingers shaking while holding the phone, murmured——

"Open, the lottery is on... that video we had before!"

Everyone was stunned, because Weibo's lottery system has been closed so far, and it was announced that it is still in a maintenance state, and there is no recovery function at all.

what happened?Could it be that the video award itself?

Hearing what he said, everyone's face changed, and they all took out their mobile phones to open Weibo to check. The funeral parlor was silent for a moment, and then it exploded like water dripping into a hot oil pan. Everyone yelled in tacit understanding and looked at Qi Ye with horror ——

Because there are two winners, one is Xu Zhao.

The other one is Qi Ye.