Green Luan Banquet

When I met Yan Xiu for the first time, Shen Qingyan was only ten years old. At that time, he was the young master of the Shen residence. He was doted on by his parents, coaxed by his servants, and raised by gold and jade. Naturally, he felt that the love of the whole world deserved It was my own, until that day, when my father brought Yan Xiu, who was 13 years old at the time, back home.

That day, Shen Qingyan was playing in the garden, and saw his father coming from a distance, followed by Yan Xiu, who was dressed in plain white. The man was taller than him, with plain clothes and black boots, and no expression on his face. Shen Qingyan didn't like it intuitively. Such an indifferent guy caught a slowly crawling snail from under the lawn and squeezed it in his hand.

"Yan'er, this is Xiaoxiu. From now on, he will be your elder brother." Father Shen took Shen Qingyan's hand, and then went to pull Yanxiu's. Shen Shuyan needed to take medicine all year round after suffering a serious illness in his early years, so The person looked very thin, and even his hands were slightly cold.He pulled Yan Xiu to Shen Qingyan, raised his sleeve and coughed twice.

Shen Qingyan raised her head, just in time to see Yan Xiu's downcast gaze, the child lowered his head, the corners of his eyes and brows were as cold as ice, at that time Young Master Shen didn't understand the meaning of elder brother, he just thought that this person was cold and not fun, Wanting to tease him, he showed his white teeth with a smile, and stretched out his hand, "Hello, brother."

As he spoke, he pulled away Yan Xiu's hand, pressed the soft and slippery little snail into Yan Xiu's palm, and then ran away in a hurry.

Master Shen yelled twice behind him, but he couldn't hear him even though he was dressed in a suit, and he disappeared after a while.

To the outside world, Master Shen only said that Yan Xiu was a child fostered by relatives in the Shen family, but he almost treated Yan Xiu and Shen Qingyan equally. After he came, he became the eldest master of the Shen residence, and Shen Qingyan was still the young master. The two ate at the same table and studied in the same school. Sometimes Master Shen would take the two of them with him when he was free. A friendly outsider, he took away the love and affection from his parents, not only wearing the same clothes and shoes as him, but also giving him half of his favorite sweet-scented osmanthus cake. Young master Shen is no longer a celebrity. The only one of the month, the loss in my heart is naturally there.

Therefore, his attitude towards Yan Xiu was also extremely bad.

On this day, when Shen Qingyan came back from the outside, he happened to see a servant walking towards Yan Xiu's residence holding some new clothes.

"Stop." Shen Qingyan walked over.

"Hi, young master." The servant bowed his head and saluted, Shen Qingyan looked at the things he brought, "Dad gave this to that guy?"

The servant didn't dare to speak, but nodded.

"Master likes this set, so I took it away." Shen Qingyan tore off the azure robe on his face and put it on his shoulders.

"Yes, but this is what the master gave to the young master."

"Whatever big or small, I want it to be my young master's." Shen Qingyan frowned, and suddenly reached out to pick up the boots on the tray.

The servant didn't know what he was going to do, so he just lowered his head and secretly looked at Shen Qingyan out of the corner of his eyes.

Shen Qingyan saw that there was no one else on the left and right, so he took out the small knife he usually played with, and cut off the threads on the boots one by one.He was nimble in his hands, but in just a split second, he picked up the wires in a mess, and it was too late for the servant to make a sound to stop it.

Shen Qingyan threw the boots back onto the tray carried by the servant, "Don't tell daddy." He said, he balled up the azure robe, and carried him away.

When Yan Xiu came back from the outside, Shen Qingyan gave him a hard look.

"Master."

Yan Xiu nodded. He glanced at the messy clothes picked out by Shen Qingyan, and the boots with the thread ends turned out. His expression was still indifferent, and he just said, "Send it to my room." Thinking of the body of his adoptive father No, I don't want to bother him, he said after a while, "Don't let the master know."

After Yan Xiu came for a while, Master Shen asked Yan Xiu to go to school with him.Apart from being curious about such a new student, everyone was more repulsed, such a cold guy, not to mention that Young Master Shen didn't like him, so those little kids who followed Shen Qingyan's butt all the year round were naturally unwilling to approach him.

After the evening class that day, most of the students went home from school. Because Shen Qingyan fell asleep in class, she was punished by her teacher to copy and left later.

After he finally finished copying the last chapter, he rubbed his wrists and stood up.Just as he was about to tidy up the copied words, he found Yan Xiu's textbooks on his desk and confiscated them.

He looked around, put down the paper, walked over, then quietly picked up Yan Xiu's textbook, and returned to his seat.

If this guy doesn't have a textbook tomorrow, he will definitely be scolded by his husband.

While thinking, Shen Qingyan put the textbook back on her seat.

However, when he turned around, he suddenly saw a black figure standing at the door.

"Ah!" Shen Qingyan was taken aback for a moment, then knocked back and fell on the seat.

Yan Xiubao leaned against the door and looked at him, his face still as calm as water.

"You... When did you come?" Shen Qingyan stared at him.

Yan Xiu didn't speak, and walked over slowly.

After all, Yan Xiu was taller than him, and if he really wanted to fight, there was no one else around, so he must not be able to beat him, Shen Qingyan suddenly felt a little guilty, "What do you want to do?"

Yan Xiu ignored him, took back his textbook from his seat and put it back in place, then reached out and patted his head, "Father asked me to pick you up, let's go."

"Hey."

Yan Xiu turned around.

"Aren't you angry?" Shen Qingyan stood on her seat without moving.

"It's nothing, I've memorized all these books." He said, and he had already walked to the door.

Shen Qingyan lowered her head, feeling a little frustrated, in fact, he is only ten years old, and these pranks are just innocuous tricks in Yan Xiu's view.

And the pair of boots. Shen Qingyan stared at the boots on Yan Xiu's feet. They were clearly the ones he broke last time, but now they were well worn on his feet. He hid Yan Xiu's homework, but the first time He could still hand over a new one the next day; lost his writing brush, and the little girl who got in the way secretly lent him to him; found an excuse to seize his money, but he couldn't make him show any embarrassment. He seemed to be invulnerable, Shen Qingyan couldn't find it at all. Less than a trace of flaws.

Shen Qingyan looked at Yan Xiu's back, the man's back was straight, there seemed to be an invisible high wall behind him, separating Yan Xiu from the others, Shen Qingyan bumped into it countless times, and was blocked every time.Although Yan Xiu knew about his small actions, he always watched him coldly, and even watched his eyes become colder and colder.This look made the young Shen Qingyan more and more bored, and his attitude towards Yan Xiu was naturally worse.

In a blink of an eye, it has been a year since Yan Xiu came to the mansion, and the two still did not get along with each other. It should be said that Shen Qingyan still did not like Yan Xiu. On this day, Shen Qingyan watched Yan Xiu coming from a distance, and hid in the tree superior.When Yan Xiu approached, he threw a few stones to hit him, but his body balance was not sure, and his foot slipped and fell down.

"Ugh!" Shen Qingyan couldn't help exclaiming, and subconsciously closed her eyes.

It didn't hurt as expected, and then he heard a muffled grunt.

Shen Qingyan opened his eyes, and saw the person who caught him—it was Yan Xiu, the person frowned, his face was a little pale, and there was blood on his forehead.

When he caught Shen Qingyan, he knocked his foot, and his body fell forward uncontrollably. In order to protect Shen Qingyan, he rubbed his head against the tree trunk, and his forehead was immediately covered with blood.

"You. You." Shen Qingyan was too scared to speak.

Yan Xiu endured the pain and put him down, clutching his forehead for a while before recovering.However, as before, Yan Xiu turned and left without saying anything.