My object is a fake flower [entertainment circle]

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"Can those trees out there hear us?"

"Brother Chunjian, I see how many chrysanthemums are under the tree, are they white chrysanthemums or yellow chrysanthemums?"

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Chun Jianlan didn't have spiritual intelligence at all, all she could give Liu Xunsheng was the simplest response, and the two of them couldn't have a deep chat. Liu Xunsheng said so many words, but Chun Jianlan didn't understand a few of them, so it was more like It was Liu Xunsheng talking to himself.

There was no response from Chun Jianlan after saying those words, so Liu Xunsheng closed his mouth.

He looked out of the window at the few evergreen trees that were far away from him and could not hear him, and felt that this place was even more lonely than the mountains.

He was also a peony who was pampered a long time ago.

In addition to the immortals there, there are many spirits and goblins who can talk and chat with him. A pair of monsters named "Man Man" taught him a lot of opera singing.

Later, when he drifted into the deep mountains, there were not so many goblins talking to him.

Liu Xunsheng remembered that after he was exiled in the mountains, he accidentally heard a Kunqu opera sung by a bird that passed by his head. The name seemed to be "The Peony Pavilion". Soft and gentle, mellow and melancholy, with some desolate sadness——

"It turns out that the flowers are blooming all over the world, and they are all ruined like this... But what a beautiful day, where is the house to enjoy the pleasure..."

Liu Xunsheng stopped singing after the afterglow of the dusk faded away.

But he finished singing with his front foot closed, and the door of the study room was opened on the back foot.

There is no curtain in Chun Jianlan's place, Liu Xunsheng can clearly see that the person who came into the study is not Qin Yu, but Aunt Fan.

After entering the study, she looked around the room suspiciously, then went in and checked around, as if she was looking for something.Liu Xunsheng didn't see what she was taking, probably he didn't find what he was looking for, so he came over and closed the window of the study room, tied up the curtains that Qin Xio had put down, and left without staying any longer.

What Liu Xunsheng didn't know was that his acting in the afternoon and evening had scared Aunt Fan.

Auntie Fan doesn't live in Qin Xie's main villa. Qin Xie's villa by the lake covers a large area, and there are more than one villa building. The villas in this area were originally designed for the nanny or It is a small single-family villa where chefs and drivers live. Aunt Fan basically lives there when she is not home.She would come to cook for Qin Xie only during three meals a day, or when Qin Xie called her to come over on the communication phone, she would come to the main villa.

However, the single-family villa is just opposite the window of the study. When Aunt Fan came to the main villa from the single-family villa, she would pass a stone path under the study. The faint sound of Kunqu opera came from the window of the study on the second floor, as if someone was singing Kunqu opera in the study.

Is there anyone in Qin Xie's study?

This was Aunt Fan's first thought, but she immediately denied her guess.

She has been working here for more than three years and almost four years, and she has never seen Qin Xie bring anyone home—even if someone does come, it is to discuss business. How can those big bosses know how to sing?

But if there is no one in the room, where does the singing of Kunqu opera come from?

Could it be that Qin Xio left his phone behind, or that the computer was not turned off properly, and Kunqu opera was playing?

But Aunt Fan did not find these two things after looking around in the study, and she heard the Kunqu Opera outside the study, and it was indeed coming from the study, why did it disappear as soon as she entered the room?

Really evil.

In an instant, Aunt Fan remembered the stories she had heard about spirits and ghosts before. The elderly are always superstitious, and the more Aunt Fan thought about it, the more frightened she felt.

But she also felt that it was not good to tell Qin Xie such things for no reason, besides, Qin Xie might not believe it, she had been here for several years, and she had to go through that road every day, and it was the first time today The sound of opera can be heard from the study.

So she thought about listening to it in the next few days. If there was still such a bleak and weird opera sound, it would not be too late for her to talk to Qin Xie.

4. Chapter 4

Liu Xunsheng borrowed soil from Chun Jianlan, and got a lot of nutrient solution from Qin Yu. He still has some cultivation, so after two or three days of recuperation, the wound on the root bud has almost healed.

And after the pain was gone, Liu Xunsheng cheered up.

He was not a sentimental person, but he left the mountain where he had lived for thousands of years overnight, and was seriously injured. He felt that the future was bleak, so he felt a little sad.

After all, Liu Xunsheng is just a potted flower. As long as someone waters him every day, basks in the sun properly, and the surrounding environment is stable, he will gradually become happy.

It happened to be a sunny day today, the sun was better than yesterday, most of Liu Xunsheng's body was huddled in the shade of the window, stretching out the branches and leaves towards the place with light, and when those few leaves were warmed up, he would replace them with other ones to dry in the sun.

He recalled the "Peony Pavilion" he sang yesterday, and felt that he didn't sing very well - after all, he hadn't sung Kunqu opera for a long time, and he was a little rusty.

When he was in the mountains before, he had many partners, but having too many partners meant that Liu Xunsheng could not sing casually, otherwise it would disturb the tranquility of other flowers.Although he is a bit lonely now, Liu Xunsheng can sing freely.

He asked what Chun Jianlan meant.Chun Jianlan told Liu Xunsheng that he would not disturb it by singing, so Liu Xunsheng woke up early this morning and began to hang his voice on the window sill while basking in the sun, intending to practice his basic skills first.

But Liu Xunsheng just said "Ah...", before even picking up the tune, there was a click sound of the handle being turned at the door of the study.

After hearing this, Liu Xunsheng quickly kept silent, pretending to be a pot of ordinary plants and quietly looking towards the door of the study.

The person who came in was Qin Xie. He didn't seem to have heard Liu Xunsheng's small call just now. After entering the room, he went straight to the desk, opened the drawer and took something away before leaving the study.

Before the door of the study room was closed, Liu Xunsheng heard Qin Yu talking to Aunt Fan: "Aunt Fan, Ting Xian has made an appointment with me. I won't come back for dinner tonight, and you don't have to come here in the evening..."

Later, he explained some things to Aunt Fan, but because the door of the study was closed, Liu Xunsheng couldn't hear what they were saying.But he didn't care, he had already received the most important news——Qin Yu is not at home today, and Aunt Fan will not come over either.

You should know that he can hold back his voice at other times, but he has to open his voice when singing, and he can't make a sound when there are people around, otherwise people will find that he is not an ordinary peony.

He sang the song yesterday to his heart's content, but now that he thought about it carefully, he realized that Aunt Fan might not have come into the study yesterday to find something, but heard him singing.

It seems that in the future, I can only sing songs when there is no one in the house.Liu Xunsheng thought.

——Like today!

There are no adults at home, so Liu Xunsheng was quite happy entertaining himself alone in Qin Xie's lake view villa.

In contrast, Qin Yu, who left the door early, was in a normal mood.

It was a waste of his time to go to the Hundred Flowers Banquet in Liangdu. When he came back, the Fu Hongxuan Ancient Painting Appreciation Bureau arranged by Xue Shu was okay. It was a formal elegant event, but the ancient paintings on display were not A few special ones were not enough to make him buy them.

When the twilight was thick, Qin Yu accepted Shen Tingxian's invitation to have dinner with him in Taihua Lake.

Although it was said that Shen Tingxian asked Qin Xie to have dinner, but the place for the meal was decided by Qin Xie.

In Taihua Lake Building, Shen Tingxian turned his head and looked around at the scenery in the private room of Taihua Lake Building——Taihua Lake Building, as the name suggests, the layout of this place is designed according to the appearance of ancient times. There is also a fog machine by the lake, which artificially creates a hazy mist on the lake. Even the waiters wear Hanfu with fluttering sleeves, which makes people feel like they have returned to the ancient times.

While watching, Shen Tingxian pinched the chopsticks to pick up a piece of fish in front of him, looked at it and said: "I see that the taste of this fish is not much different from that made in western restaurants, why do you never eat it? What about western food?"

Qin Hao is used to eating without saying a word, he sat by the window, the lake light from the window outlined his face more deeply, but he was as indifferent as a marble statue, his drooping eyelashes half-drawn away all the emotions in his eyes, Listening to Shen Tingxian's nagging, without raising her head, she said expressionlessly: "I don't like western food."

Shen Tingxian immediately said, "But I like to eat."

Qin Xie didn't even say anything this time, but Shen Tingxian could understand what he said in silence: It's none of my business that you like western food?

In fact, Shen Tingxian is not particularly fond of Western food, he just said that because every time he and Qin Xie go out to eat, if Qin Xie were asked to choose the place, he would definitely choose this kind of antique restaurant-the reason is obvious without asking, this kind of restaurant Boss Qin, who has an elegant place and elegant taste, likes this kind of fairy-like place.

Thinking of the elegant Boss Qin's family who planted only bamboo and pine trees, and only orchids in his flowers, Shen Tingxian couldn't help but worry about whether the "tacky" little peonies he gave away were still safe.

Although he had already asked it over the phone, Shen Tingxian was still full of suspicion: "Boss Qin, are you really raising the pot of peonies I gave you?"

"Yes." Qin Xie said truthfully, "I will give it water to my pot of spring gladiolus later when I get back."

"Really? I don't believe it." As a man, Shen Tingxian thought in another way, thinking that he must have no patience to raise a pot of flowers, "Where did you keep it?"

Qin Xie said concisely: "In the study."

However, his answer made Shen Tingxian even more suspicious: "No way? Didn't you just find a piece of land in your house to plant it?"

Actually kept in the study?Still put it together with that pot of spring gladiolus and keep it well?

Qin Hao listened to Shen Tingxian questioning a prisoner for a long time, and the questions were all nonsense, so he got a little annoyed—joke, would he raise peonies at home in a random piece of land?Doesn't that mean that everyone who goes to his house can see that he has raised a peony?

Even though there are not many people who can go to his house, Qin Yu is still unwilling. He just puts the pot of Kunshan night light in the study, and usually waters it. When he is working in the study, he can't see anything when he pulls the curtains. It didn't matter either.If it is planted in the yard, let alone visitors, even neighbors may see it.

But with so many words, Qin Yu was too lazy to explain to Shen Tingxian, and said casually: "You really don't believe me, and you will follow me to my house later."

In the end, Shen Tingxian took it seriously: "Okay, just go."

"I haven't been to your place for a long time. I miss Auntie Fan's cooking." Shen Tingxian rubbed his chin, thought for a few seconds and said to Qin Yu, "Why don't I stay at your place for one night?"

Qin Xie's villa does not lack a room for Shen Tingxian to live in. If Shen Tingxian wants to live, Qin Xie will not stop him. After all, if Shen Tingxian doesn't follow his wish to let him see the pot of peonies, what will happen next? For several days, Shen Tingxian had to read this potted flower in his ear, so it's better to let him see enough now.

So Qin Xie immediately picked up his phone and sent Aunt Fan a WeChat message, telling Aunt Fan that Shen Tingxian would be staying with him tonight, and asked Aunt Fan to go to the main villa to clean up a guest room for Shen Tingxian.

Aunt Fan, who was staying in the small villa, immediately rushed to the main villa after receiving Qin Xie's WeChat message.However, when she passed by the downstairs of the study on the second floor, she heard the faint voice of the play again——

"...Peach blossoms are blooming everywhere in the spring breeze, no one asks if the road is deep in the mountains, who knows that the west of the village is my concubine's house?"

The opera she heard yesterday was full of sadness, but today the song is not sad, the voice is soft and light, but the problem is that it is already dark now.

Not to mention that the main villa is so dark that there is no light at all. The only light sources are the gloomy moonlight and a few street lamps on the path. Standing under the study room and listening to the music above, Auntie Fan feels goosebumps all over her body. It exploded in an instant, making her scalp numb.Aunt Fan really wanted to turn around and run back to the small villa to stay, but her professionalism still supported her to open the door and enter the main villa.

The moment she turned on the light in the living room of the villa, the looming faint opera voice disappeared, and there was no sound in the house. Standing in the living room, Aunt Fan felt that the main villa was extremely scary no matter whether there was sound or not.

She turned on the TV, tuned it to a random station, and specially turned up the volume, and turned on most of the lights in the villa to embolden herself, but after she finished all this, she looked up at the study room on the second floor After all, he didn't have the guts to go upstairs at night to see what was going on inside.

Little did he know that in the study, Liu Xunsheng was also nervously listening to the movement outside with his ears pricked up.

Alas, I still blame him, he sang so engrossedly that he didn't realize that it was getting dark.It wasn't until he saw a light outside from the crack under the study door that he suddenly realized that it might be Qin Xiong who had returned and hurriedly shut up.

"I don't seem to have found..."

After listening for a long time, Liu Xunsheng didn't find anything unusual, and he didn't see anyone coming into the study. After muttering something in a low voice, he felt that he must have been fooled, so he stretched out the branches and leaves on his body and bathed in the moonlight, ready to start sleeping and practicing.

And when Qin Yu and Shen Tingxian returned to the villa, they saw Aunt Fan's pale face as soon as they entered the living room.

"Mr. Qin, you are back." Auntie Fan stood in front of the two of them at a loss, her body was stiff, and she forced a smile, "Mr. Shen, the guest room has been cleaned up for you."

"Thank you, Aunt Fan." The smile on Shen Tingxian's face is quite sincere. Aunt Fan has worked at Qin Xie's for several years, and she is also good at cooking. He likes to eat her dishes very much. It was too good, and she still cared about her, "Aunt Fan, you look a little unwell, are you feeling unwell?"

Qin Xie also noticed Aunt Fan's strangeness, and said, "Aunt Fan, if you feel uncomfortable, go back and rest first, and call the doctor to come over if you need anything."

"I'm fine, Mr. Qin, it's just..." Auntie Fan quickly waved her hand to deny it. After she finished speaking, she looked at Shen Tingxian hesitantly, "Does Mr. Shen really want to live here tonight?"

Shen Tingxian asked her: "Yeah, what's wrong?"

"...It's nothing, nothing." Aunt Fan always felt that this kind of thing is not good to tell them. After all, Qin Xie has never heard that weird opera voice, and Shen Tingxian will live here tonight. If they heard it, they should be alert too, right?

After hesitating again and again, Aunt Fan still chose not to say anything, and left the main villa after making some supper for Shen Tingxian and Qin Yu.On the small road back, Aunt Fan ran so fast that she didn't dare to look back at the window of the study on the second floor.

But if she turned her head, she would see that the lights in the study had already been turned on - there were people inside.

5. Chapter 5

It was night, and in the study, two tall men stood in front of a pot of peonies called "Kunshan Yeguang".

One of them was holding a plate of spicy chicken in his right hand, and half a golden chicken wing in his left hand. He ate it deliciously: "Niupi, I really can't tell, you really raised it here?"

"It's just a potted flower, am I lying to you?" Another person replied, "You are judging the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain."

"No, no, no—" Shen Tingxian denied it flatly, "I'm treating Boss Qin's belly with the heart of a layman."

Does this mean he is not a gentleman?

Only Shen Tingxian dared to turn a corner and hurt him like this.

Qin Xie pulled his lips and let out a snort, as a gentleman's magnanimity does not care about small things.

"Well, I can also see that you are indeed raising this pot of peonies well." Shen Tingxian looked at the Kunshan night light in the white jade flower pot, and said after a while, "The leaves are not curled anymore."

In Shen Tingxian's impression, when he just gave this pot of Kunshan Yeguang to Qin Yu, the leaves of the peony were curled up and wilted, as if dying, but now I see that the flower is much more energetic than before. Less, it is enough to prove that even if Qin Yu took care of this peony less than Chun Jianlan, he really didn't deliberately neglect him.

However, Qin Yu was indifferent to Shen Tingxian's praise, because he found that the position of the peony was a bit wrong - he remembered that when he was working in the study yesterday, he moved the flower pot to the other side of the window sill, why now? Moved back again?

Under the man's gaze, the branches and leaves of Kunshan Yeguang trembled almost invisibly.

What is he looking at?

Liu Xunsheng thought tremblingly.

To be honest, he has never seen anyone who looks more fierce than this man named "Qin Yu" - although he has not seen a few people.

In the past, when Liu Xunsheng was raised by other people, he saw either real gods with celestial aura, or soft and cute goblins. Even if there were some scary big goblins, those big goblins would also eat meat. They are not vegetarians, so they will not look at his pot of peonies more than once.

Where is it like now?

During the day, she didn't feel it when she saw the man taking care of Chun Jianlan, but at night, Liu Xunsheng looked carefully at his eyes, which were darker than the night, and felt that he was a bit fierce, as if she wanted to do something bad to him. ——Could it be that he was overheard by a man when he sang at night?

And in the next moment, Qin Yu did indeed do something that was bad for Liu Xunsheng.

He moved the white jade flowerpot to the other side of the windowsill.

If the flowerpot was placed here, Liu Xunsheng would be half-dead in the sun again when the sun dawned tomorrow.

Liu Xunsheng wanted to cry but had no tears, and he didn't dare to cry right now. He only dared to pray silently in his heart that Qin Yu and Shen Tingxian would leave the study quickly, and then he would quietly move himself back.

"Oh, what are you doing?" Fortunately, Shen Tingxian couldn't see Qin Hao doing this, so he directly reached out and moved the flower pot back to the side of the Spring Gladiolus, "These two pots of flowers stay together, why did you separate them?"

If he put it next to the spring gladiolus tomorrow, when he pulls the curtains, the spring gladiolus will be covered by it. The only thing he doesn’t want to see is this pot of peonies, so Qin Xie carried the flower pot away again: “I like it Put it here."

"Where is it different, are you still picky?" Shen Tingxian couldn't help seeing Qin Xie's insistence, after all, this pot of Kunshan night light was already Qin Xie's flower, and it was his business to put it wherever he liked.

Shen Tingxian was a master of opera, frowned and sighed: "Little poor, your Uncle Shen can't help you anymore, you have to be separated from your kind."

As he spoke, he lovingly touched the peony leaves with the hand that had eaten the chicken wings.

However, Qin Xie saw that his hands were full of oil, and after touching the peony, oil stains were left on the leaves, so he couldn't help frowning and slapped his hand: "You just finished eating chicken wings, your hands are full of oil, don't touch it—"

But no one expected that Shen Tingxian's hands were too greasy, and Qin Xie tried to hit him but failed to hit him. Instead, he accidentally tore off a small half of a leaf of Kunshan Yeguang in the chaos.

The two of them lowered their heads together, looked at the half leaf in Qin Xi's hand and fell silent.

Before Liu Xunsheng could be happy that he returned to the original place, he was taken away by Qin Xie again. He was dizzy by these two people, and what's more, the leaves were pulled off by someone!

"Old Qin, what do you think I'm doing? The leaves are not in my hands, and I didn't pull them." The moment Qin Xie raised his head and looked at himself, Shen Tingxian took the lead and said, "Treating leaves with hot hands, you really heartless."

Qin Xie: "..."

Qin Xie was speechless, he didn't want Shen Tingxian to touch the night light of Kunshan with his oily hands, who knew that he would not be able to protect the flowers, but accidentally hurt the peony.

"Get lost, don't come to my study to look at flowers in the future." Qin Xio threw the torn half leaf into the trash can, then went to push Shen Tingxian, telling him to leave quickly.

Shen Tingxian began to gnaw on the chicken wings again, and said in a vague voice: "That's not okay, what if you secretly grab other people's leaves again?"

"Am I sick?" Qin Xio asked him back, "Why would I pull its leaves for no reason?"

Shen Tingxian was keen to play against himself: "It's not certain."

"Then just pull it, what can it do with me?" Qin Yu didn't think much about it at all, but only half of the leaf fell off.If it falls, it will fall, and it won't die. It's still the same sentence - it's just a potted flower, what else can it do?

Qin Xie closed the light door in the study room, leaving the room dark and silent to Liu Xunsheng.

However, he drove Shen Tingxian to the guest room, and when he passed by the study on his way back to his room, he stopped. He looked down at his right finger, where the feeling of pinching the Kunshan Yeguang leaves still seemed to remain.

The leaves of Kunshan Yeguang are white fluffy, soft and soft to the touch, and have a special feel.

In addition, Qin Yu has lived for so many years, and he has never deliberately torn off the leaves of any plant, so he looked at his fingers, and unexpectedly put them on the tip of his nose and sniffed them - peony leaves have no fragrance, except for a faint grass Breath, he smelled nothing.

The smell is no different from a lawn that has been mowed by a lawn mower.Qin Xi thought to himself.

In the study room separated from him by a door, Liu Xunsheng was shaking his body, gathering the branches and leaves to protect his injured piece of leaf, sobbing in a trembling voice——

Woo... this man is really fierce.

Will also pull his leaves.

Liu Xunsheng didn't even have time to feel the pain of Ye Zi being pulled out, because he was very scared now, listening to what Qin Xie said to Shen Tingxian before leaving, would the man continue to pull his leaves?

Liu Xunsheng panicked, but he didn't have long legs, and he couldn't change shape, so he couldn't escape and had to find a way to make a living.

On the way to move herself back to Chun Jianlan with difficulty, Liu Xunsheng racked her brains thinking about how to save herself.After thinking for a long time, he suddenly remembered the plot of Liu Mengmei and Du Liniang's dream rendezvous and love in "The Peony Pavilion". Although it was impossible for him to have a rendezvous with Qin Xie in his dream, he asked him to take care of flowers and plants and not destroy them with harsh hands. It's okay, right?

After all, Liu Xunsheng is also a flower demon who has been enlightened and wise for more than a thousand years, and he still has the magic power to make a dream. That night, he watched the moon climb high in the sky. in the dream.

In reality, Liu Xunsheng can't transform into form, but in the dream, there is no such restriction.

After transforming into a human form, he first lowered his head to look at his fingers and feet, and then transformed into a small mirror. After checking that he didn't show any signs, he began to look at the place he was at the moment.

Liu Xunsheng was standing on a path paved with floor tiles. On the left was the asphalt road, and on the right was a big old house.Liu Xunsheng walked along the path, and when he reached the iron gate of the mansion, he found a black car parked in front of the gate, and the windows were dark, so it was difficult to see clearly who was sitting inside.Liu Xunsheng went around to the front of the car, and saw that there was only one driver sitting inside. The driver had no expression on his face, and Liu Xunsheng dangled in front of him without any reaction.

Where is Qin Xiong?

Liu Xunsheng turned around and looked at the mansion behind him, he was hesitating whether to go in and have a look, when he saw the door of the mansion was opened, and the man who came out was Qin Yu.

Liu Xunsheng watched him approaching from a distance through an iron gate.

The man is tall and tall, with a cold expression, and the color of his pupils is extremely dark, as black as an abyss that will never melt, and the place he walks seems to be infected with this chill, turning the original dream The gloomy and unclear sky is getting darker and darker.

However, in the dream, his usual indifferent face did not have the three cockroach-like scars, making him look a bit cold and calm, not vicious.

But when Liu Xunsheng thought of the pain of the broken leaf, he was still a little afraid of Qin Hao. He shrank his neck and stood by the iron gate. Seeing the man getting closer, Liu Xunsheng gritted his teeth and quickly squatted down to the edge of the lawn beside the iron gate, raising his hand to press the ground.

Not long after, I saw a few branches popping out of the grass, and a white peony bloomed on the top of the branches, which was as clean as snow, with a faint silver light. Liu Xunsheng waved his hand lightly, and half of the leaves on the side of the peony flower were broken , hovered in mid-air for a few laps, rose strangely without wind, and landed at Qin Xie's feet.

As a result, Qin Yu didn't even look down at the leaves on the ground, and stepped on the peony leaves and walked over.

Liu Xunsheng's eyes widened when he saw this scene, and he felt a dull pain somewhere in his body, as if he had also been stepped on by Qin Xie.

But after Qin Xie walked out of the iron gate, he looked towards him.

Liu Xunsheng met his indifferent eyes and quickly lowered his head, frowned and looked sadly at the peony in front of him, and sighed: "Oh, this flower is so pitiful, the leaves are all broken..."

Liu Xunsheng didn't dare to look up at Qin Xie, but he could feel that Qin Xie was looking at him—of course, he was limited to looking at him.

Qin Xie walked past him without pausing, not to mention the poor flower in Liu Xunsheng's mouth, then he looked away, stepped into the black car waiting at the iron gate of the mansion, and drove away. Liu Xunsheng took a mouthful of car exhaust.

Before Liu Xunsheng could catch up with him, he was kicked out of Qin Xie's dream, and this kind of situation usually occurs when the dream owner wakes up.

Liu Xunsheng failed in dreaming tonight, so he can only give up for the time being, thinking about continuing to dream another day, anyway, the day is long and there is still more time.

Alas, I just don't know if he has enough leaves, and if he can last until the man changes his mind before being bald by Qin Xie; I'm afraid that he will step up his training and strive to develop a human form as soon as possible so that he can hold his own body and run around. faster.

Qin Xie.

"hideous……"

Liu Xunsheng whispered Qin Xie's name. He remembered that there was a strange beast called Xie, but he had never seen it before.

"There is a beast on the mountain of Zhang'e. Its shape is like a red leopard, with five tails and one horn. Its sound is like hitting a stone. Its name is hideous."

This name sounds very ominous, Liu Xunsheng thought of it as he looked at the silver moon hanging high outside the window.

What he didn't know was that at this moment, in Qin Xie's bedroom, which was only separated by a wall, Qin Xie was also standing in front of the window looking at the same clear moon with him, recalling the dream he had just had.

After a while, he slightly raised his brows, opened his lips and said in a low voice, "Kunshan Yeguang?"

6. Chapter 6

He had that dream again.

Qin Hao has had this dream for many years, and every dream, the scene in the dream is always the same - he got into the car after coming out of Qin's house, and then woke up from the dream.

But tonight's dream is different from the past, there is an extra boy in the dream that he has never seen before.

The young man was wearing a pear-white plumage, squatting on the side of the road as if he was holding a glistening snow. On the lawn in front of him, there was a thousand-petal snow-like Kunshan night light, which was as white as his clothes.

Everything beside him was incompatible with the gloomy Qin residence around him, like a ray of silvery moonlight breaking through the night.

The young man's appearance was so sudden that Qin Xie in his dream didn't care.But even in reality, Qin Xie has the same attitude - he is a modern person, can't he be curious to see a boy in ancient feather clothes squatting by the roadside?

After reading it, I forgot, after all, I am not an acquaintance.

Qin Xie was more concerned about the night light of Kunshan in front of the young man. He thought it must be because Shen Tingxian, the bastard, talked about that flower in front of him every day, so he never forgot to dream about that pot of peonies even in his dreams.

Qin Xio laughed self-deprecatingly, but the slight curvature of the corners of his lips just now froze when he felt the scar on his left cheek being pulled by the smile, and then slowly pursed his lips.

Just like him in the dream, indifferent and alienated.

The next day was Sunday, and Qin Xi would not be able to work if there were no emergencies on this day. Every Sunday is his rest day.

He would either read a book at home, or go out to find someone to play chess and drink tea. In Shen Tingxian's words, Qin Yu is not old yet but has already lived the life of most old people in advance.

Shen Tingxian was not as elegant as Qin Xie, and something happened to him, so he ran away early in the morning without saying hello to Qin Xie, which caused Auntie Fan to make an extra breakfast .

Aunt Fan was a little puzzled: "Mr. Shen left so early?"

In the past, when Shen Tingxian stayed at Qin Xie's place, he would have an early lunch before leaving. It was very rare for Shen Tingxian to disappear without saying hello.

At that time, Qin Xie was watching today's entertainment news. When he saw that today's hot search topic was related to Jian Shuorou, he probably knew why Shen Tingxian was running so fast. Sure enough.

Jian Shuorou was secretly photographed by the paparazzi going in and out of a hot pot restaurant with a mysterious man, with his arms around his waist and an intimate gesture.

This is not the point, the point is that this man Qin Xie doesn't know him, nor is he Shen Tingxian.

"Don't worry about him." Qin Xio took a sip of tea slowly, feeling that the top of Shen Tingxian's head was greener than the leaves of his pot of Kunshan Yeguang.

"Eh, good."

Aunt Fan responded, but when she turned around, she suddenly thought - Shen Tingxian must have left in such a hurry because she lived in the villa and heard something she shouldn't have heard at night?

However, Auntie Fan quickly overturned her guess. Shen Tingxian and Qin Xie have been friends for many years. If he really found out that there was something wrong with the main villa, he would definitely inform Qin Xie to let him leave as soon as possible.

Is it true that only she can hear the weird opera sound in the study?

Aunt Fan watched Qin Xiong walk into the study with a normal expression, feeling very worried.What she didn't know was that Qin Xie was really not afraid of the study room, but Liu Xunsheng, the maker of the weird opera sound in the study room, was actually more afraid of Qin Xie.

The sun is shining brightly today, according to Qin Xie's stubbornness in wanting to put him on the other side of the window sill last night, Liu Xunsheng knew that when Qin Xie found out that he had moved back, he would be moved away.

Qin Xie did exactly that.

This caused Liu Xunsheng's whole body to be bathed in the dazzling sunlight. He hung his head and drooped the branches and leaves, but he didn't expect that Qin Xie could do more extreme things-the man broke the leaf he broke in half last night, and simply The whole thing was ripped off.

Liu Xunsheng was in pain and dazed, staring blankly at Qin Xie, the man also looked down at him, and then drew the curtain to isolate him.

This, this person is really too much...

Liu Xunsheng couldn't bear it any longer, sobbed a few words in a low voice, and was afraid of being found out that he was a flower demon and dared not cry too much.Even so, there were still two hums that accidentally let out and fell into Qin Xie's ears.

"Ugh..."

When Qin Xie heard this almost inaudible choking, he was also startled for a moment. He put down the book in his hand, raised his eyelids and looked towards the window.

If he heard correctly, the crying should be coming from there.

But there was nothing at the window except two potted flowers, and it was even more impossible for someone to cry. The whining sound should be the sound made by the wind blowing through the window.

Although Qin Hao didn't feel suspicious, he got up and walked towards the window.

Liu Xunsheng could sense that Qin Xie was walking towards him, the man's steps were not too fast, and he didn't make too much noise when he stepped on the floor, but Liu Xunsheng felt that every step he landed on the top was like It was the thunder that exploded that made him tremble all over.

Could it be that his crying was discovered by Qin Xie?

The moment this thought appeared in Liu Xunsheng's mind, the curtains in front of him were pulled aside by Qin Xie with a "swipe", and the man stood in front of him, his tall body was extremely oppressive, Liu Xunsheng was so frightened that he hardly dared to look up at Qin Xie His eyes only looked at his waist timidly.

At this time, Qin Xie's hand hanging on his waist also moved, and he suddenly raised his hand and reached for the peony in the white jade flower pot.

Liu Xunsheng watched the big palm getting closer and closer to him, he was so scared that he couldn't even cry, and there was only one sentence in his mind-his leaves were going to be pulled out!

But after a long time, Liu Xunsheng didn't feel any pain in his body, and Qin Xie's hand didn't drop to touch any of his branches and leaves, but just placed it on top of his head, and cast a shadow for him to block the scorching sun, half After the cup of tea, Qin Xie did something even Liu Xunsheng could not have imagined.

Qin Yu moved him back.

Move to the shade of the window and lean against the spring gladiolus.

Not only that, Qin Yu also took out a white bag from a cabinet at the foot of the desk, dug out some dark coffee-colored granular things from it with a small shovel, and mixed it into the soil on the surface of Liu Xunsheng's flowerpot.

Liu Xunsheng carefully touched it with the roots and buds buried in the soil, but found