Love doesn't know where it started, but it keeps going deep.
Yan Mobei sometimes thinks about it again, and does not even remember when he stepped into this vortex.
His first memory of Qin Shan was in a cold winter day. He lay on the boulder in the warmth and took a nap, only to hear the sound of a horse's hoof approaching, bringing the horseman's whistle and the bitter wind.
At that time, Yan Mobei went down the mountain and approached Qin Shan.
He should have spied, disguised, and approached carefully as planned.
However, at that moment, I don't know why, or even who came. When he heard the only fast horse on the trail, Yan Mobei looked up in a mysterious manner.
Then he saw the horseman, and even the black eyes that seemed to hide the huge world.
At this glance, it was impossible to recover.
At this moment, there is no breath.
And everything after that was caught off guard, beyond Yan Mobei's control. Many times, Yan Mobei would think, if time could go back, would he still choose the Shaolin Temple round and imprison people back to the Wuming Valley?
I have asked myself countless times, but the answer has never changed.
meeting.
Even if Qin Shan would hate himself after knowing that the relationship between the two fell to a freezing point, Yan Mobei would still do that. Because being able to keep this person under his wings was too big a temptation, he couldn't resist. It was also because the situation at that time had forced him to do this in order to protect Qin Shan's thoroughness.
However, if God can give him another choice.
He also hoped that he would not be able to meet each other, guard him from beginning to end, protect him thoroughly, and let him soar. Be willing to be the most loyal eagle dog around him.
And destiny often gives no room.
...
Outside the door, people in half of the city were jumping up and down for a secret book, but inside the door was as quiet as another world.
Today is New Year's Eve, and Aunt Chun is busy preparing a sumptuous dinner for seven or eight people. Even Mingyue and Qingtian are also pulled over and beaten. For this reason, Qingtian complained more than once.
"If it weren't for so many people who eat free meals, Aunt Chun, you would be so busy."
Pu Cunxi and Xi Chenshui continued to play against the few people who ate the free food, as if they hadn't heard it thickly. What's more, for example, characters like Liu Han approached with a shy face and said, "Auntie is busy, and outsiders are inconvenient to trouble. Why don't you let me help too?"
He completely picked himself out of the ranks of eating free food and outsiders.
Xi Chenshui turned over and sat up, dissatisfied: "Whoever eats free food, you just don't know what the young master does, that is a hard work! And who else, your demon sect is being chased and killed outside, regardless of your belongings. Come to our side next, is that okay?"
Liu Han smiled and said, "I have a sense of measure. As for Mr. Xi, you claim to have worked hard, so you might as well say them one by one so that we can evaluate the credit for you."
As soon as Xi Chenshui was about to open his mouth, he suddenly remembered that what he had done was not visible, and Qin Shan especially ordered that he should not leak it, and suddenly came down again.
Pu Cunxi gloated and said, "He can't say, I'm fine. Qin Shan asked me to make various prescriptions and also asked me to see a doctor for that little girl. I have done all of these, which is enough to prove that I am not the only one. Eat or not."
Xi Chenshui snorted: "Just your broken medicine..."
"What's wrong with the broken medicine, don't eat it if there is something!"
Liu Han clasped his fists to the side, watching them fight with interest.
Just as these people were rectifying their names, the host here, Qin Shan, returned to the house from outside, and behind him was a bare little monk. When the monk came in, everyone looked at him.
Yup! Speaking of eating free food and getting something for nothing, who here can compare to this little bald donkey?
Facing the sight of everyone, he heard the reason for the lack of anger as early as outside the door, smiled slightly, and said: "The little monk is saving sentient beings outside. The wind and rain are endless, day and night. The Buddha has passed through the people, worked for a hundred generations, and never said merits. Disputes, the reason, but the two words fame and fortune. Fame and fortune can lead to devil. But I don't know that Bodhi has no tree, nor is a mirror. There is nothing in the first place, where can the dust be caused. Dear donors, delusions."
"Amitabha."
This little bald donkey has a mouthful! I was stunned by what a few people were saying, as if I was arguing, but a mortal stupid was judged by the monk.
"The hustle and bustle, the benefits come and go." Pu Cunxi said in a daze, "But even if you understand it again, who can escape this cause and effect?"
Qin Shan, who hadn't spoken from beginning to end, was also meditating. Originally, a ridicule and ridicule of each other, because of the penetration of the little monk, it abruptly turned into self-examination. The culprit stepped aside, smiling silently.
"Master." Qing Tian ran over and handed a pot of medicine.
"Your medicine."
Liu Han came to his senses and asked, "Brother is sick?"
"It's just cold."
Qin Shan took the medicine pot and went to his room. Liu Han wanted to follow, but was stopped by Xi Chenshui.
"Hey, how old are you to be a childless mother or something, all day long brother brother, you are not weaned, Master Liu?"
Liu Han replied: "I was not weaned, and that was my brother-in-law. But you, the people of Wanbian Villa are in the city, there is a kind of you to go out and see Wan Chengxuan, don't hide in me in the sun. Brother, be a tortoise."
The two of them were not speculative, and they fought again, and the courtyard was smoggy for a while, and no one took care of Qin Shan anymore.
Ignoring the noise behind him, Qin Shan walked into the backyard. There was only one room in the backyard, which was his residence. The house is not big, there are only two rooms inside and outside. He took off Da Qiu and hung it in the outside room, holding the medicine pot and entered the inner room.
In the inner house, charcoal fire warms the house. Qin Shan rubbed his cold fingertips and walked into the bed.
There was a man lying on the bed, a very beautiful man with sword eyebrows and eagle eyes. The man's face was pale, his lips were bloodless, he seemed to have suffered serious injuries, and he looked a little weak. But Qin Shan knew that when this person opened his eyes and looked at people, he was not weak at all, only full of arrogance.
Yan Mobei.
His character is just like his name, with the desolation and loftiness of the desert, and uninhibited, it never makes people guess what he will do next.
Qin Shan stood by the bed for a long time before picking up the bowl full of medicine and preparing to feed this person down. However, he just stretched out his hand, but he was suddenly grabbed by his wrist. The man who had slept in the bed all day and night suddenly opened his eyes, looking straight at Qin Shan like a hook.
His eye contours are deeper than those of ordinary Central Plains people, and he feels unwarranted and affectionate when he focuses on people.
Qin Shan paused, guessing what this person would say in the first sentence.
However, he waited for a long time, only to see that the man's fierce vision slowly became blank, and Xiao Su's expression softened into spring water.
Before long, the person on the bed spoke, timidly said:
"Where am I?"
"Big brother."
When thunder was on the ground, Qin Shan couldn't hold the bowl in his hand.
As if the irritation wasn't enough, Yan Mobei spoke again when he didn't answer, this time with a little childlike tone, "Master, am I injured? Are you giving me medicine?" He He said, leaning forward and smelling it, showing a look of disgust.
"Too bitter, don't eat. I want to eat candy!"
Qin Shan finally came back to his senses, looking at the young man who seemed to be demented, and then tentatively said: "This is a delicious medicine, not so bitter."
Yan Mobei looked at him with a look that you lied to.
"Obviously medicines are bitter! Big brother, you coax me as a child. Master has said that after seven years old, I am not a child."
Qin Shan:...
Qin Shan staggered a few steps before pushing the door out: "Pu Cunxi!"
From the front yard, Lord Pugu's response came from afar, "How can you pull Qin as the leader? Is it because the cold is getting worse and your dizziness is getting dizzy?"
Qin Shan looked back at Yan Mobei with a childish expression on the bed.
dizzy? He simply suspected that he was hallucinating.
...
"It's not dementia, it's an amnesia." For a long time, Pu Cunxi took the pulse and said: "Perhaps he knocked his head when he fell off the cliff. He now regards himself as a young boy and seems to have forgotten about the past. Up."
Yan Mobei sat on the bed, looking at them both curiously.
Qin Shan had a headache and said, "Is there any help?"
"Some people have had this symptom before. Generally, when the blood in the brain dissolves, it will naturally recover...and it will be like this for a lifetime." Pu Cunxi looked at Yan Mobei with pity, "then you can only be stupid. Up."
"Old man." Yan Mobei looked back at him and said sarcastically, "I am just having amnesia and not dementia. You are not good at medical skills. Don't shirk at will, OK!"
Pu Cunxi: "..." Looking back at Qin Shan, "Are you sure he really lost his memory?"
"I do not know."
Qin Shan looked deep, looking at this different Yan Mobei.
Noting his gaze, Yan Mobei turned his head and smiled sweetly at him: "Beauty brother." He came over again, and said aggrieved: "This smelly old man said I was stupid, Beibei is not stupid, I recognize you."
Qin Shan was sure that even the normal Yan Mobei would not normally speak to him like this. Now a big man, speaking to him like this, Qin Commander, who has seen strong winds and waves, really can't accept it. As for whether Yan Mobei is really amnesia and false amnesia, really stupid or fake...
He pondered and said, "Who do you recognize me?"
"Recognized." Yan Mobei said, "You give me medicine and ask for a doctor for me-although unfortunately I found a quack." Here, he glanced at Pu Cunxi, who was pale, "But I don't have a long body. Things, nothing. My brother has done this for me, and he must be sincere to me. Master said that people who are sincere to themselves must be treated well."
Yan Mobei vowed: "My brother is so good to me. When I recover, I will treat you a hundredfold."
He showed a childlike smile, without any haze.