Puppy Breeding Manual

More than five months passed in a flash, the weather was already very cold, Qin Yi and Zhong Yu were drinking in a bar.

"Stop drinking, you drove here." Zhong Yu pressed Qin Yi's glass.

Qin Yi ignored him and raised his wine glass to take another sip, and said, "It's called the driver."

Zhong Yu sighed secretly. After Fang Mu was also picked up, Qin Yi didn't come to him for drinks frequently, at most once or twice a month, but every time he got drunk, and he didn't make trouble when he was drunk, just over and over again. Turning on the phone all over the place, staring at the picture of Mu Ye on the screen saver in a daze.

Zhong Yu knew that Qin Yi was not hypocritical, nor was he muddled, but since there was no Fang Muye at home, Qin Yi seemed to have a surplus of time, which made him restless and desolate, so he needed some outlets to vent.

"How is Muye doing recently, do you know?" Zhong Yu didn't understand Qin Yi's feelings at all, and directly mentioned Fang Muye. Anyway, he was holding back, so it's better to let Qin Yi talk about it.

"I know, the Fang family has contact with me, probably an assistant, who will send me photos of Xiaoye regularly." Qin Yi's eyes were already a little red under the urging of alcohol, and he suddenly slapped the table, "Fucking Yes, what can I see clearly when I take a picture at a distance of more than ten meters!"

His movement was too loud, and the other guests turned their attention from the band on the stage to their table.

Zhong Yu smiled apologetically, nodded and made an apologetic gesture to them.

"Slow down." He reminded Qin Yi.

Qin Yi muttered a few words indistinctly, and complained quite dissatisfied: "It's fine if you can't see the photos clearly, but every time I ask him how Xiao Ye is recovering, he won't tell me a word."

"I knew this..." Qin Yi lay powerlessly on the table, muttering, "Xiao Ye called me that time, I should have talked to him more..."

That was when Fang Mu was taken over for almost a month. During that time, a project in the company had some troublesome problems. Qin Yi was under a lot of pressure. One night, he was working overtime in the company and suddenly received a a phone call.

Qin Yi picked it up without even looking at it, and asked while flipping through the files, "Hello?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for several seconds. Qin Yi thought he had made a mistake and was about to hang up when he heard a voice.

"elder brother……"

Qin Yi's heart seemed to have been hit hard, and then it started beating crazily, as if it was directly stuck in his throat, he couldn't make a sound even with his mouth open.

"Brother... can you come and see me..." Fang Muye's voice was full of tears, "Come and see me, okay..."

Qin Yi turned his head out of the window involuntarily, looking at the lights of the high-rise building, his throat tightened, but he couldn't say a word.

Fang Yanxiu asked him, in order not to affect the progress of the treatment, during this period, Qin Yi had to cut off all contact with Fang Muye.

But I can't see each other anymore, can't I say a word?

Qin Yi seemed to have suddenly returned to his senses, and he said eagerly: "Little..."

But an unfamiliar voice came from the other end of the phone, and after a burst of noise, the phone was hung up.

Qin Yi dialed again, and the phone was already turned off.

He was holding the phone in a daze, and Fang Muye's long-lost voice seemed to be still in his ears, but because it was too short and rushed, and ended too quickly, people suspected that it was a short dream.

Since then, Qin Yi never received a call from Fang Muye, nor heard his voice.

All the information is kept confidential, and the distance in the photos is always controlled. The environment Fang Mu also lives in seems to be in a high-end treatment center abroad. He wears everyday clothes, sometimes squatting under a tree and looking at the ground, sometimes a blonde The female doctor sits side by side with him and reads a book, and sometimes it is the back of his drawing.

Fang Mu should also have a good life, with the best medical resources and doctors, the most professional teachers and courses, and free time to play and draw.

Qin Yi has no right to worry, Fang Yanxiu acted resolutely and rationally, he loved Fang Mu but did not spoil him, choosing the best treatment plan for him, so he would not give Qin Yi a chance to worry.

Zhong Yu sighed again: "Forget it, just wait a little longer, maybe one day Mu will be cured too, and his grandfather will let you get in touch."

"I'm afraid that after the cure, I won't forgive me." Qin Yi sat up straight with his forehead propped up, "I made him sad."

"You can't help it. In front of his family, you really have no position to keep Mu Ye. In addition, his grandfather has a tough attitude, so I can't blame you."

"But I don't seem to have tried hard..." Qin Yi looked at the wine glass in a daze, "At that time, I was struggling, but I couldn't refute every word his grandfather said. I was just an outsider .”

"What's the use of talking about it now?" Zhong Yu asked him.

Qin Yi remained silent for a few seconds, shook his head, and said, "It's useless."

After waking up the next day, Qin Yi lay on the bed and looked at the light above him, then he picked up his cell phone and directly called the assistant of Fang's family who was in contact with him.

"Mr. Qin." The assistant answered the phone efficiently and with a clear voice, "It's midnight here now."

"Sorry." Qin Yi rubbed his forehead, "You haven't slept yet, have you?"

"Just sleeping."

Qin Yi marveled at the professionalism of the rich family's workers. He fell asleep in the middle of the night and was woken up by a phone call. The answer was so fast and the voice was so steady.

"I'm really sorry to bother you." Qin Yi said so, but did not hang up the phone, he continued, "I have a request."

"Mr. Qin, I know what you want to say." The assistant's train of thought was very clear, "You cannot contact or meet with the young master, this is a long-standing agreement."

"Okay, then tell me where he is now, that's all I need to know."

"Sorry, this is Dong Fang's private nursing home, and it has been kept secret from the outside world. Please understand."

"then you……"

"Mr. Qin, if you still insist on inquiring, then you will not receive any information about the young master in the future."

Qin Yi exhaled dejectedly: "Okay, I understand, I'm sorry to bother you, goodbye."

It's not that he hasn't called Fang's assistant, but every time he got nothing, it was just a test before, but today he asked clearly, and the result is still the same.

Qin Yi's assistant sent him a message about the Christmas Eve dinner.

It turns out that Christmas is coming... At this time last year, Fang Mu had been at home for a while, and he was still cautious. Qin Yi told him that he would eat apples on Christmas Eve. After he took the apples, he ate them carefully. I have been asking my brother why he doesn't eat it. My brother also wants to eat apples on Christmas Eve.

The next day, Qin Yi put a Christmas stocking beside his pillow in a clichéd way, which contained a beautiful yo-yo. Fang Mu was also happy for several days. He knew that it was Qin Yi who gave it to him, so he worked hard. I learned a few simple tricks of playing yo-yo, and specially performed them for Qin Yi.

The puppy at that time was really sensitive and careful, always afraid that he would not be liked, so later, when Fang Mu also protected his snacks from Qin Yi, he took the gift from Qin Yi and commented that the color was not very good When it was time, Qin Yi was relieved, because he knew that Fang Mu also regarded himself as a real family member, so he would act like a baby, be willful, and have a petty temper.

Assistant: This is the dining place voted by everyone, boss, take a look.

Qin Yi: Don't look, you can pick whatever you want, come back and ask me for reimbursement.

Assistant: Aren't you going with me?

Qin Yi: No, you just have to eat as much as you want, and then you remember to remind me to give out red envelopes in the group.

Assistant: OK, thank you boss!

Qin Yi threw the phone aside, lay on the bed, and closed his eyes tiredly.

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[The setting is like this, and the reason will be explained later. There is no need to rush to blame anyone. It is not the end yet, and some things will be explained later. There is no need to draw conclusions on some plots now, just look at it later]

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