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When he and his classmates passed Wutong Road near Huaxia National Academy of Fine Arts, Cai Ji subconsciously cast his eyes on the door. He thought to himself how beautiful this university is. The tall castle building with pointed columns looks like a foreign church.
The male classmate beside him looked around and sighed, "There are so many good-looking young ladies here."
Cai Ji: "We have a lot of schools."
In the college entrance examination in June this year, Cai Ji successfully passed the art examination and was admitted to Communication University in B City.
The male student shook his head: "It's different. The handsome men and beautiful women in the Academy of Fine Arts have a different temperament. Besides, isn't it because Qi Linqing is also in this university?"
Hearing this familiar name, Cai Ji's heart moved slightly.
Because he just started school, he hasn't told his friend that Qi Linqing is his cousin. But hearing the other party mention it like this, Cai Ji was still a little proud and excited.
"Hey, look quickly, that beauty is amazing." The male student got excited and pushed his arm.
Cai Ji looked up, and there were two black lines hanging from his forehead.
"Haven't you read "The Great Chinese Painter"? That's Qi Linqing's female apprentice." He said angrily.
The male student scratched his scalp and said with some embarrassment, "I don't watch this kind of variety show."
Cai Ji recalled the girlfriend Gan Yishan would occasionally bring with him when he came to the courtyard, and added:
"And they are curved."
The male student sighed in disappointment: "No wonder it is said that even the moon in the Academy of Fine Arts is not straight."
Cai Ji: "?"
Cai Ji: "The moon is inherently curved."
On the way back, the two sat in the back of the bus.
Cai Ji was a little drowsy, and with the bumps of the car, his upper and lower eyelids kept fighting.
Suddenly, the male classmate gave him a sharp push.
"Look!! Qi Linqing is on the hot search again!"
Cai Ji was immediately frightened sober.
He rubbed his eyes, and his eyes moved down to the screen of the mobile phone handed over by the other party.
Hot one: #琼林清最新国美教师#
Cai Ji: "?"
He looked confused, thinking that his cousin had just been admitted to university, why did he become a professor
…
Similar scenes happen in many places.
Qi family.
Although Qi Hui and Yan Qiongfang already had a psychological estimate of Qi Linqing's excellence, they were shocked once again when they heard such outrageous news.
Yan Qiongfang looked at the trending search with a dazed expression: "Is there smoke from our ancestral grave?"
Immediately afterwards, friends and business partners who were acquainted with the Qi family called to congratulate.
"Old Qi, your son is simply the reincarnation of Wenquxing." Someone teased.
Qi Hui was excited inside, but he didn't show it on his face.
He regrets it very much now.
It's because he's out of character that the relationship with this child is so tense.
If he had fully supported Qi Linqing to go to the studio and cared more about Qi Linqing back then, would the situation be different now
After finishing his busy work, Qi Lele returned home with his exhausted body in the middle of the night.
When passing by the second floor, he passed by Qi Linqing's room, subconsciously stopped, and looked back.
An inexplicable resentment rose from the lower abdomen and went straight to the scalp.
Qi Lele was afraid of making a noise that would wake up the others, so she just raised her leg and kicked the door across the void.
Broken love, a sharp decline in career, the neglect of parents and elder brothers... all this is because of the other party.
Qi Lele gritted her teeth, remembering what her manager said to herself today:
"You rarely have announcements recently, and if you don't have any good works, you're going to die."
They were in the nanny van. The brand of the car has changed from Mercedes-Benz to Wuling Hongguang.
Qi Lele also protested to the company, but there was nothing he could do.
"I just finished a TV series last month..." he retorted reluctantly.
The agent smiled contemptuously, "With a huge investment of over 100 million yuan, but the ratings are so low, and the Douban rating is 1.2, you might as well not act. Now everyone in the industry says you are a bastard, so definitely don't ask you to make a movie."
While Qi Lele was ashamed, she also felt chills.
The manager never dared to speak to him with such a tone and demeanor before.
Do you think he is useless? Or is he not the biological son of the Qi family, so he can bully him at will without a backer
Manager: "Fortunately, I got you a chance to be featured in a love variety show through my relationship. The co-guest is Fu Hanri. You should cherish it."
Qi Lele's complexion changed slightly.
It's impossible for the agent not to know that Fu Hanri is his ex-boyfriend.
"I don't—" he didn't finish his sentence.
"Do you think you still have a choice now?" the manager asked coldly.
Qi Lele could only keep her mouth shut.
Later, when he got out of the car halfway, the shoelaces came loose, so he squatted on the side of the road to tie the shoelaces.
Then Qi Lele heard her manager calling and complaining about herself to her friends.
"I really think of myself as a young master. I went to the company to ask why my Mercedes-Benz nanny car was gone. I laughed to death. Didn't he know that this car was originally given by his brother Qi as an extra? Now people don't recognize him as a brother. , Take the car back, he doesn't know what to do... If you don't have the life of the young master, don't pick and choose here. The company didn't ask him to charge him for gas, and he drives his own car if he is capable."
Qi Lele's head was buzzing, and he turned to call his assistant, asking him to drive the Ferrari in the parking lot of his private apartment immediately.
This is an eighteen-year-old adult gift from Qi's parents.
The assistant said in embarrassment: "Young Master Le, your parents have already taken back the garage, and it is not in your name now. You may not have the right to use it..."
…
Surrounded by the moonlight, the corridor of the villa was unbelievably silent.
The windows at the far end, covered with creepers, were half open, and the white curtains swayed slightly.
Qi Lele came back to her senses, her face flushed red with anger.
Want to attack, but dare not.
Qi Lele walked to the window at the end of the corridor with stiff steps.
He tried to blow on the cold wind to calm himself down. His eyes fell on the large tulips in the garden in the distance.
Yellow, pink, red, violet…
They bloom quietly in the night, dancing with the wind, as beautiful as an oil painting.
Qi Lele tightly grasped the window lattice with both hands, the veins on the back of her hands were exposed.
He has grown up in this luxurious villa since he was born.
He knew that garden gardeners never grew tulips before.
These flowers were all planted by Qi Linqing when he was free.
Qi Lele had seen the other party busy working in the fields. The young man dug, watered and weeded under the scorching sun, his trousers were rolled up high, his hands were covered with mud, he looked like a farmer.
He remembered that he laughed in his heart at that time that Qi Linqing was worthy of being a bumpkin who grew up in the countryside.
But such a person was interviewed by CCTV and is now a university professor.
Qi Lele looked at those flowers, his eyes seemed to be fogged up.
He turned and rushed downstairs, raised his foot, and trampled viciously on those tulips.
His movements were rough, trampling the flower body on the soles of his feet, crushing it again and again.
The juice splashed and sank deep in the soil.
Like blood.
After venting in this way, Qi Lele suddenly heard an unbelievable male voice behind him:
"What are you doing?"
He turned his body mechanically, only to see Qi Yingjun in a nightgown standing not far away, looking at him in horror.
If you want to vote for the top ten grateful people in the world, besides your parents, Cai Ji will definitely choose Qi Linqing.
Although this cousin is not the same as before, he is treated well.
After Cai Ji finished his art test training, Qi Linqing still invited him to stay at home from time to time.
"You treat this as your own home. The room upstairs is always reserved for you. You can come and live whenever you want."
Gradually, after seeing how good his cousin is, Cai Ji's affection for Qi Linqing turned into admiration.
He sincerely respects and admires each other.
So when Zhong Chen approached him and asked him if he could be an intermediary to help inquire about some private affairs of Qi Linqing, Cai Ji politely declined.
Even though he knew about their relationship, Cai Ji felt that he could not betray his cousin.
Inside the cafe.
Afternoon sunlight cuts obliquely on the white wall through the gauze curtains, forming two distinct dividing lines.
Cai Ji looked at the young man sitting opposite, and said solemnly: "I'm sorry Brother Zhong, I really can't do it."
Zhong Chen smiled lightly.
He was born with fair skin, peach blossom eyes, a straight nose, and thin lips. He should have an affectionate and cold appearance. It was hot in midsummer, and the large flowered arm exposed under the short sleeve of his left arm was even more frightening.
Cai Ji looked at him secretly in a daze, thinking that it is no wonder that in just one year, he became so popular in the internet celebrity circle.
With such an impressive cool look, even if he debuts as a Korean group, he will be a star of tomorrow.
"I haven't said anything yet, and you said you couldn't do it?" Zhong Chen raised his eyebrows.
Cai Ji: "I can't betray Brother Qi."
Zhong Chen shrugged his shoulders and leaned back on the back of the chair.
"This has nothing to do with betrayal, I just want to ask you to help me find out about his physical condition."
Cai Ji asked suspiciously, "Then why don't you ask him yourself?"
Just as Zhong Chen was about to explain, Cai Ji had already figured it out on his own, suddenly, he said tremblingly: "Could it be that Brother Qi got some terminal illness and kept it from you?"
Zhong Chen: "..."
He admires the imagination of people today.
"No, but it's about the same. I suspect there might be something wrong with him... in that regard."
"Which aspect?" Cai Ji's face was shocked, and the tip of his tongue struggled: "No...is it what I think?"
Zhong Chen nodded in pain, "That's right, it's exactly what you think."
Ever since they kissed in Sunshine that day, Qi Linqing said to take it slowly.
As a result, this speed became a turtle crawling.
Even physical intimacy has become few and far between.
Zhong Chen soon realized that Qi Linqing most likely didn't like physical contact.
Although Qi Lin had no problem getting up early in the morning, Zhong Chen consulted with the doctor later, and some men would still feel tired when they went to battle in person. In the long run, it may cause a huge blow both physically and psychologically to the patient, resulting in frigidity.
Cai Ji opened his mouth slightly, and quickly picked up the coffee on the table to suppress his shock.
If Zhong Chen hadn't told him himself, he would never have believed that such a perfect man as Qi Linqing would have that problem...
Sure enough, no one is perfect.
When God opens a door for you, he will surely close another window.
"Then why didn't you take him to the hospital?" Cai Ji asked.
Zhong Chen hesitated: "You know, a man's self-esteem won't allow it."
Cai Ji pursed his lips, feeling as if his heart was being grabbed by an invisible hand.
In the face of my cousin's future sex and blessings, what is it to do infernal affairs by yourself
Cai Ji thought about it.
"What do you need me to do, just tell me."
Zhong Chen smiled slightly, leaned over and said softly: "It's very simple..."
That day, Qi Linqing had just returned to the teacher's apartment after class, and saw a familiar figure hovering at the door.
"Cai Ji, why are you here?" He looked a little surprised.
Cai Ji hurriedly turned around upon hearing the sound.
Qi Linqing noticed that he was holding a Gu insulation bucket in his hand.
Cai Ji lifted the stainless steel thermos bucket up, and said a little embarrassedly: "The butler asked me to bring you soup to supplement your nutrition."
"Thank you, I'm sorry." Qi Linqing stepped forward and patted him on the back, swiped his access control card and walked into the corridor, then turned his head to look at Cai Ji who was in a daze, and said, "What are you standing there for? Come in."
"Then... Excuse me." Cai Ji carried the soup and followed Qi Linqing upstairs and into the house.
Qi Linqing: "Have you had lunch?"
Cai Ji honestly shook his head and said, "Not yet."
Qi Linqing then cooked two meat and one vegetarian, filled two big bowls of rice and brought them to the table.
Cai Ji also poured out the soup and pushed it in front of Qi Linqing, "Please drink."
Cai Ji didn't know why he used honorifics.
In short, as soon as he saw the other party, he could not help being respectful subconsciously.
Qi Linqing nodded, picked up a spoon, scooped up the soup, blew on it, and put it in his mouth.
"This soup—"
Cai Ji was nervous and apprehensive, his heart pounding.
"You, drink more." His voice was trembling.
"This soup is a bit fishy." Qi Linqing frowned slightly.
Cai Ji picked up a tissue and wiped his cold sweat, saying:
"Maybe Auntie forgot to add ginger when cooking the soup."
Qi Linqing raised his eyes, looked at the thermos bucket in his hand and asked, "What kind of meat is in it?"
Cai Ji subconsciously moved the soup bucket back, and smiled awkwardly: "It's just an ordinary rural hen..."
Qi Linqing had no doubts.
In these two lifetimes, the number of times he drank chicken soup can be counted on the fingers.
Although he thought the taste was a bit strange, he finished the soup in the bowl under Cai Ji's gaze.
Cai Ji breathed a sigh of relief, and moved his chopsticks accordingly.
There are three dishes on the table.
They are curry chicken, pan-fried salted fish, and mapo tofu.
Cai Ji knew that Qi Linqing was allergic to seafood, so the dish of salted fish must have been specially made for him.
He was a little moved in his heart, picked up a bit of fish and chewed it twice, his eyes lit up.
"This is too delicious!"
Qi Linqing smiled and said: "That is, the essence of the taste of this snow salted fish lies in the word xian. The meat is smooth and tender. If you try it carefully, does it smell like the sea?"
"Really," while eating, Cai Ji was a little puzzled: "You know so well, have you ever eaten?"
Qi Linqing shook his head and said, "Not in this life."
Cai Ji laughed awkwardly, "Haha, maybe you have eaten it in your previous life."
For some unknown reason, Qi Linqing suddenly felt the burning heat in his stomach go straight to his lower abdomen, and then flow along his limbs and bones through the cranial sea, which made him feel a little overwhelmed.
"Yes, maybe I was made of snow salted fish in my previous life." He even made a joke that he would never say normally.
It was the first time in his life that he heard Qi Linqing tell a bad joke, and Cai Ji inexplicably got goosebumps all over his body.
Just, a little scared.
After dinner.
He stood up to clean up the dishes.
Qi Linqing: "Leave me alone."
"No, no, I'm coming..."
Cai Ji acted eagerly, but accidentally knocked over the soup bucket.
The soup spilled all over the floor.
Several thick sheep whips, tiger whips, and wolf whips of different shapes are entwined into a lump, creating a spectacular scene.
Cai Ji: "..."
Qi Linqing: "...Is this what you call chicken soup?"
Cai Ji grabbed the ground with his toes.
The author has something to say: Zhong Chen: Husband’s body is too weak, so he needs to make up for it = V = plan to pass √
Qi Linqing: Are you polite