On the weekend, Qi Linqing came home.
He came back early today, ready to pack up and head to the art gallery.
He stepped into the door and saw Cai Ji sitting on the sofa reading a book.
"Are you on vacation today too?" Qi Linqing asked casually.
Cai Ji put down his book and replied, "No, our class is at night."
The address of the broadcasting and hosting training institution that Cai Ji signed up for is located in Center B, and does not provide accommodation. Many of his classmates live in a monthly hotel nearby, and the price is quite expensive.
It just so happens that the courtyard house is not far from there, and he can come back to live here every day.
Qi Linqing: "Do you want to go to the art exhibition with me and Zhong Chen this afternoon?"
Upon hearing Zhong Chen, Cai Ji hurriedly waved his hands and refused. "No bro, I have to study this afternoon."
Although the last time he went out to play with the other party, he got closer and less afraid, but he didn't want to be the light bulb between the two.
Even a blind man could see Zhong Chen's thoughts on his cousin.
"Okay." Qi Linqing turned around and went to the kitchen to pour tea.
When the housekeeper saw him, he stepped up worriedly and said, "Master, why don't you persuade Young Master Cai? Since he came here, he has cleaned, washed and cooked every day, and has done all the work for my aunt and me... .”
Qi Linqing took a sip after pouring out the water, and nodded to express his understanding.
Cai Ji was born in the same rural area as the original owner, and even the way he acts is exactly the same.
When the original owner first returned to Qi's house, he was so at a loss and even helped to mop the floor. In the end, the nanny bumped into her and informed the Qi family's parents, but in the end she was reprimanded.
Qi Linqing: "I'll go and talk to him."
He filled the glass water glass and opened it, and took another cartoon ceramic cup, and poured hot chocolate on it.
Qi Linqing walked to the living room with two cups, and handed the cartoon ceramic cup to Cai Ji.
"Thank you." Cai Ji took the cup and took a sip, then raised his head and said in surprise, "Drink well!"
"By the way..." Qi Linqing was about to speak.
Cai Ji also remembered something, put down the cup, stood up immediately and rushed to the kitchen, saying:
"Brother, wait a moment, I have prepared a gift for Brother Zhong."
He took out two exquisitely packaged glass bottles sealed with pink satin ribbons from the refrigerator, happily put them into a paper bag and handed them to Qi Linqing.
"This is the snowflake cake and pineapple cake I made yesterday. Can you give it to Brother Zhong? I added more sugar on purpose, I hope he will like it."
Qi Linqing looked at the two cans of "junk" food for a while, and finally nodded and said: "You have a heart."
Cai Ji suggested again: "However, I bought the bottle casually in a jewelry store. I feel that the pink ribbon decoration on it is not suitable for giving to Brother Zhong? Let's take it down."
"Need not."
Qi Linqing thought, maybe Zhong Chen would still like it.
He took the paper bag, looked at the other party and said: "You don't need to do hygiene, cooking, food, etc., or you can leave it to the nanny. The most important thing for you now should be to study. Remember to contact me if you need anything. I said."
"Oh, I know." Cai Ji's expression was a little moved, and he pulled his sleeve and said, "Brother, you are so kind to me."
Qi Linqing looked away and said, "No, no."
It's just this little thing that makes the other party so happy.
What about the original owner
Are they all so simple.
For some unknown reason, Qi Linqing suddenly felt a throbbing pain in his heart.
Like being bitten by a poisonous ant, it spread densely.
Afternoon, Art Museum.
Zhong Chen arrived at the entrance of the venue early. He went next door to buy two cups of coffee and was standing there looking down at his watch.
There are many handsome men and women in fashionable dresses coming and going in the exhibition.
Zhong Chen only wore a black short T-shirt, trousers, and sneakers, but he was very eye-catching in the crowd.
During this time, a girl wanted to strike up a conversation with him.
But seeing Zhong Chen keeping his face cold and the large tattoos on his arms, he had no choice but to ignore it.
"He looks so familiar."
"I always feel like I've seen him somewhere..."
""Tangyue Fengyun"?! Remember that horse riding video?"
"Ah, I remembered that he was the one who formed the CP with Qi Linqing!"
The girls were very excited and finally worked up the courage to ask for an autograph or something.
In the distance came a man in white.
He was bathed in the sun, and the linen texture of his body reflected the sparkling light.
As soon as Zhong Chen saw him, his original indifferent expression suddenly seemed to break the ice, the corners of his mouth turned up, and he stepped forward to meet him.
"You're here."
Qi Linqing: "I'm sorry that there is a traffic jam on the road."
"It's okay. Here, do you want a drink?" Zhong Chen handed him another cup of coffee.
Qi Linqing waved his hand and said, "I don't drink coffee."
Zhong Chen: "This is tea, I specially asked the store to make it."
"Oh, thank you."
Qi Linqing gave the other party the bag in his hand and said, "Go in first, and open it later."
And gifts
Without thinking about it, Zhong Chen took Qi Linqing's arm almost subconsciously.
Qi Linqing didn't show any resistance either.
His heart was more joyful.
And the group of passer-by girls who had been onlookers looked a little dazed when they watched them go all the way into the art museum after checking their tickets.
That person in white just now is Qi Linqing, right
So this is the Little Couples Weekend Date Art Gallery
In an instant, a sister took out her mobile phone and couldn't hold back her excitement and posted on Weibo:
[Keep to the north, it's too sweet! ! ...]
This art exhibition is held by the well-known domestic avant-garde artist Ai Linke and will last for two months.
The venue is huge, in addition to his representative ocean wave oil paintings, there are also a lot of installation art.
Qi Linqing visited an art exhibition for the first time.
He walked over slowly, browsing the paintings on the walls, his eyes fascinated.
Seeing that he liked it so much, Zhong Chen was also very happy.
Sure enough, Jiang Bai was right. The most important thing about dating is to match what you like.
Qi Linqing is a complete nympho.
During the period, many men and women were taking pictures and selfies of the exhibition.
Qi Linqing later realized that this is a means of permanently preserving art in private, and took out a few photos with his mobile phone.
The camera shakes, and by accident, Zhong Chen, who is walking in front, is also caught in the mirror.
In the picture, half of his face turned around, with a little fluff growing on the top of his lips, which is the beard that normal young people at this age would grow. But it doesn't give people a sense of maturity at all, but it's a bit like a cat's whiskers.
Qi Linqing laughed unconsciously.
"What are you doing?" Zhong Chen leaned over and also wanted to see the photos on his phone.
Qi Linqing regained his calm expression and put the phone into his trouser pocket.
"It's nothing. I just think you've grown up."
Zhong Chen: "Huh?"
The tone of this word reveals a sense of bewilderment.
Qi Linqing said bluntly: "You have grown a beard."
For men who have not yet reached the crown, a long beard is their first symbol of adulthood.
"It seems that you are not tall." The corners of Zhong Chen's mouth twitched slightly.
Qi Linqing: "I grew, but I scraped it off."
Zhong Chen: "Wait, why do we have to talk about this kind of topic in the art museum?"
Qi Linqing: "You asked me first."
Zhong Chen: "..." was pissed off, but not completely pissed off.
Qi Linqing: "I'm sorry if I offended you. I just suddenly felt a little bit emotional."
Perhaps it was because he taught the other party to make up lessons day and night, or perhaps it was because Zhong Chen was indeed similar to the little apprentice in many details.
Qi Linqing looked at Chen just now, as if seeing his little apprentice grow up overnight.
"Why do you sound like an old man?" Zhong Chen said helplessly.
Qi Linqing touched his face, "Is there any?"
But in terms of age alone, he is indeed an old man to Zhong Chen.
Even ancestors.
"Okay, okay, let's continue watching the exhibition." Zhong Chen pulled him forward.
Qi Linqing nodded.
The venue is really big, and Zhong Chen was a little tired after seeing half of it.
The two sat on a bench in the lounge area.
Zhong Chen opened the paper bag, looked at it, and asked, "Did you buy it?"
Qi Linqing shook his head and said, "Cai Ji made it for you."
Zhong Chen: "Oh...then thank him for me."
Qi Linqing: "I have already thanked you."
Zhong Chen put the paper bag aside, looked at him, and had a flash of inspiration.
"Why don't we go to the Palace Museum together someday when we're free."
Qi Linqing: "Huh?"
Zhong Chen said with a smile: "Mr. Fu Yi's masterpiece "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" is stored there. I think you should be interested."
While speaking, Zhong Chen stared closely at the other person's expression, not wanting to miss any subtle changes.
But he failed.
Because Qi Linqing's face was always as calm as a pool of water, without any waves at all.
"Yes." Qi Linqing nodded and said lightly.
Zhong Chen thought to himself, he can't give up.
As long as he persists in probing, the other party will always show his feet one day.
After watching the exhibition, they also met an acquaintance.
Zhong Chen's cousin, Zhong Jiafu.
He is a friend of the artist Ai Linke in this exhibition.
"It's such a coincidence that you also come to the exhibition?" Zhong Jiafu smiled and looked at them.
Qi Linqing nodded and said, "This exhibition is very beautiful."
Zhong Jiafu handed over two tickets, "I will also hold an art exhibition at the B City Art Museum next week, you can come and have a look if you have time."
Qi Linqing: "OK."
There were several fellow artists present, and Zhong Jiafu didn't chat with them too much, and turned around to talk to his friends.
Zhong Chen touched Qi Linqing with his arm, and said, "We won't be free next week, and the studio will go to the small town to go to the countryside to sketch together."
"It's okay." Qi Linqing put away the tickets and said, "We can go to Mr. Zhong's exhibition next time when we have time."
He had just looked at the time shown on the ticket, and the exhibition lasted for three months.
Zhong Chen: "Will you be with me then?"
"En." Qi Linqing turned to look at him, and said casually, "Who else can I be with if I'm not with you?"
When will this person change his unconsciously seductive habit...
Zhong Chen: "..."
He blushed and died.
On the way home, they passed a lonely pedestrian street.
Qi Linqing remembered that there was a second-hand bookstore inside which he visited with Du Yuanbai last time, so he asked the driver to stop.
The bookcase at home is now empty, and there is a lack of books to fill it.
"It's still early, why don't we go in and have a look." Qi Linqing said.
Of course, Zhong Chen had nothing to do, and walked in with him.
A smell of snail noodles and stinky tofu wafted from the street. Zhong Chen sniffed it, and found it very fragrant.
The bookstore owner still remembered Qi Linqing and greeted him with a warm smile.
The books in the store are sold by the catty, and the prices are low. But the quality of the books is actually good, and occasionally I can find some ancient books from the previous year.
Qi Linqing picked out a dozen books and put them in the basket.
When he turned his head, he saw that Zhong Chen was also holding a book in his hand.
"I want to buy it too." Zhong Chen smiled innocently at him.
Qi Linqing stretched out his hand and said, "Give it to me, we will pay the bill later."
Zhong Chen handed him the book.
Qi Linqing looked at the colorful cover of the book and the title of "Those Things in Tang Dynasty", and fell silent.
He still remembered the nonsense in this book that Liang Luoduan was as good as Longyang.
"This is not a good book. It even turns history upside down. Don't buy it." Qi Linqing put the book back on the shelf with a cold face.
"Why? I think it should be pretty." Zhong Chen snatched the book back.
Qi Linqing looked at the other party and said: "The content in it is false."
Zhong Chen snorted softly, and asked back, "You know it's fake again?"
Qi Linqing was silent.
Zhong Chen took another book and patted it in front of him.
"Those Love History That Emperor Master Liang Luoduan Had to Talk About".
Qi Linqing opened his mouth and said with difficulty: "Don't buy it."
This book tells about the forbidden and forbidden love between Liang Luoduan and his unknown master, it's really messed up...
In Qi Linqing's opinion, this book is simply worse than the novel "The Fake Young Master and the Film King Married Before They Loved" in this world.
Zhong Chen was staring at him, staring at him, pressing every step of the way, biting his tone as if he was fighting the enemy on the battlefield:
"Why? I think this book is very interesting."
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