The setting sun melts gold, and the twilight clouds blend together. In the midsummer dusk, the rays of light poured down, the tree shadows swayed on the golden ground, and the air was filled with heat.
The sweetheart cake shop near Nancheng No. 1 Middle School ushered in the busiest time of the day. The store was crowded with students after school, gathered in groups of three or five, full of roaring laughter and whispering.
The cashier lowered his head to collect money and change, and was so busy that he raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead from time to time, and he didn't even have time to lift his head to ease his sore neck.
On a hot day, the stingy boss was reluctant to turn on an air conditioner, and he didn't have two more people, so he was so busy.
She was just hating that she couldn't grow eight hands like an octopus, when the store suddenly became silent in a tacit understanding, and even the sound of breathing could be heard clearly for a moment.
Following the slight footsteps, a clear and moving male voice fell from the top of his head into his ears.
"Hello, I'm here to pick up the birthday cake I ordered at noon."
The cashier was stunned for a moment, and when he raised his eyes, he met a pair of tender eyes.
The young man's face is like ice and snow, and he looks better than any big star on TV. The complexion is cold and white, the temperament is elegant, and there is a softness like spring water all over the body, and it is like the alienation of ice and snow.
The cashier was stunned, the warmth on his body disappeared instantly, and the room was as cool as the air conditioner was turned on.
The other guests reacted the same way. Young people seem to be born with the ability to attract people's attention. Anyone who sees them will take a few glances and be stunned for a moment.
"Miss?" Seeing that she was sluggish and unresponsive, there was no displeased look on the young man's face, just a warm reminder.
"Ah, yes." The cashier came back to his senses and hurriedly checked the appointment list at noon, "Are you Mr. Qi?"
Qi Baicha nodded: "Yes."
"Wait a minute, the cake is ready, I'll go get it for you." The cashier turned around, feeling his cheeks burning badly, and the deer pounding in his heart couldn't stop.
This is the first time she has met such a handsome guy in reality!
Qi Baicha waited on the spot, and the other guests also returned to their senses and continued to pick their own desserts, but many girls still secretly stared at this handsome and handsome man from the corner of their eyes, and even boldly raised their mobile phones to take pictures and send them to the circle of friends. .
At this time, another group of students pushed open the door and saw Qi Baicha in front of the cashier, all of whom looked happy. The girl at the head was surprised: "Hey, Teacher Qi, are you here to buy cakes too?"
Qi Baicha looked back, it was his student.
He simply replied, "Yeah."
The voice is sour and cold, and there is one word that makes people's ears feel the tenderness of pregnancy.
The cashier was returning with a cake box, and he was even more surprised when he heard the "Mr. Qi". The young man is too young. If he changed into a school uniform, she would believe that he was a student in No. 1 Middle School, but she did not expect to be a teacher.
To be a high school teacher at such a young age is truly talented.
Her admiration for appearance was mixed with her admiration for talent. When she handed over the cake box, she couldn't help but say, "Happy birthday to you."
Qi Baicha smiled: "Thank you. But it's not my birthday, today is my lover's birthday."
The cashier was directly hit by this smile, and the blood tank was emptied, so that when she realized that the young man had a lover, Qi Baicha had already pushed the door with the cake box and walked away.
Before the youth went out, he also carefully warned the students: "Don't stay on the road for too long, go home early."
The students answered obediently, "Okay, Teacher Qi."
The cashier suddenly felt a little disappointed that such a young and promising man was married at an early age.
I don't know what kind of woman is worthy of such a handsome man...
When the girls settled the bill, she asked curiously, "Is that your teacher just now?"
"Yeah, it's still our head teacher, the most handsome male teacher in the school!" a girl said proudly, "I can't be envious of other classes."
"Moreover, Teacher Qi is not only handsome, but also a good person. He also has a high degree of education. He graduated from a famous university!" Another girl added, "He teaches history, and our class's history is ranked first in the second grade on average."
"But we only found out today that Teacher Qi is married. Teacher Qi is so good-looking, and his wife must be very beautiful..."
Speaking of Teacher Qi's goodness, several girls couldn't finish in a hundred sentences.
The cashier listened, his eyes changed from envy to admiration, and finally smiled relieved. A handsome man can always attract the attention of unmarried girls, but being such a fairy can only be viewed from a distance and cannot be blasphemed.
Qi Baicha carried the cake box and walked to a parking space not far away, opened the door of a white Chevrolet car, and looked back at the sky reddened by the sunset before getting in the car.
In the eyes of ordinary people, the beautiful sky is covered with a thin layer of golden robes, and the sun is shining brightly at sunset. What Qi Baicha saw was a dark green mist shrouded in the northeast corner of the campus, with an eerie shape and a stench that disgusted the gods.
Recently, the evil spirit in the school has become more and more intense. It takes time to find out.
He looked back, put the cake on the passenger seat, started the car, and walked away.
The car drove through the busy city and gradually entered the sparsely populated and quiet rich area. Behind the maze-like rose wall is a beautiful luxury villa.
Qi Baicha drove the car into the underground parking garage. Among the expensive Lamborghini, Maserati, Rolls-Royce, Ferrari and other luxury cars, the Chevrolet worth hundreds of thousands is particularly shabby.
But it doesn't matter, this entire underground parking garage belongs to his family.
As a teacher, one should keep a low profile.
Back home, Qi Baicha put the cake box on the table. The living room was empty, and Fu Mingye had not come back.
Compared with Qi Baicha's identity as an ordinary high school teacher, Fu Mingye's identity is much more attractive. He is the president of a listed company and is Number One on the list of China's richest people, so he is always busy.
Many people regret that they were buried as a high school teacher with Qi Baicha's education, but Qi Baicha doesn't think so. He has lived for too long, he has been an emperor, a prime minister, and a general. The richest man is still a beggar, and it doesn't make much difference to him.
His old friends lived from ancient times to feudal dynasties, and chose to sleep because of the dullness of immortality. Qi Baicha is one of the youngest of the ancient gods, and he doesn't plan to waste time on sleep, so he stubbornly continues to wander the world with the remaining two or three friends. Every few decades, I change my personal name, go to another place, and experience a new life.
In this way, I have traveled to many places, changed many names, met many people, and said goodbye to many people.
Why change the name? Naturally, every time he changed his identity, he was bound to be a famous person, and even some of them were famous in history, so naturally he could no longer use his original name.
During the period of the Republic of China, the last good friend, the God of Rain, also fell asleep, and from then on he was the last god in the world.
On that day, he watched the rain god sleep forever in the God Realm. If he didn't sleep until the vicissitudes of life, he probably wouldn't wake up.
The last god felt lonely.
He went to the most lively restaurant in the world again, picked a table and sat down, this time he was truly alone. Some people saw that he was elegant and came over to chat up and ask him what his last name was. It happened that the guest at the next table asked the waiter to make a pot of white tea, and he thought about it and said a new name: "Qi Baicha."
At that time, he had no old friends by his side, so his interest was waning, and he didn't have the fighting spirit to be famous in the world.
As for his real name when he was a god, let's not mention it, everyone who knows it has fallen asleep, and no one can call it out.
After the Republic of China, Qi Baicha also wanted to fall asleep for a while, the eternal life of a god is really boring. It was just the last thought, and he waited until the establishment of the Xinhua Kingdom, the rapid development of science and technology, the 21st century, and... until the person he loved.
He fell in love with a mortal.
Now his husband.
His husband is Fu Mingye.
Before meeting Fu Mingye, Qi Baicha never thought that he would really fall in love with someone, and he was a mortal.
The real God Realm is not like the human world, where the seven emotions and six desires are forbidden. There are as many immortals as the crucian carp crossing the river, and there are not a few people who play Xian Fanlian and Xian Yaolian. Qi Baicha overwhelmed a group of beautiful goddesses and won the first beauty in the God Realm, but never had a suitor.
There is no other reason, Qi Baicha is a god transformed from the snow on the top of the Ten Thousand Years Snow Mountain. When transforming into shape, it was the body of a young man with a pure and beautiful appearance. Even among the immortals who also don't eat human fireworks, he is too cold.
The God of Ice and Snow, the Beauty of Icebergs, the Flower of the High Mountains, countless names are crowned on the head of the Snow God, even the gods who are also gods feel that they cannot blaspheme him.
Later, it was discovered that the Snow God was actually a gentle and cute person, and the goddesses raised him as a son, and none of them wanted to fall in love with him.
Therefore, after living for thousands of years, Qi Baicha has not yet tasted the taste of love. Later, after entering the world and practicing, I have seen countless scenes in the world, but I have never been infected. He has seen the consequences of Xian Fanlian, the flower god is to chase after his mortal lover in the next life. When he finds it, the lover of the previous life oath has already married a wife and has children, leaving her in pain, so she can only sleep to heal her wounds.
Qi Baicha knows that the life span of ordinary people is short, and that ordinary friends will regret it when they die. If they are loved, they can't go against the destiny when they see their birth, old age, sickness and death. Even if there is an afterlife, the people in the afterlife are no longer the people of that time, so how desperate should they be.
He told himself, love this kind of thing, don't touch it.
It just never occurred to me that Fu Mingye broke the ring.
Love is like a moth to a fire, it is difficult to restrain, and it is easy for him to lose all his perseverance.
Thinking of his lover, Qi Baicha couldn't help but curl his lips into a smile, and there was a hint of sadness in his clear eyes.
When he met Fu Mingye, Fu Mingye was twenty-four years old. Today, Fu Mingye is twenty-seven years old.
How many twenty-seven years can a mortal have
There will be fewer and fewer days to accompany him in the future.
Thinking of this, Qi Baicha's joy that he wanted to celebrate his lover's birthday also faded, and turned into an inexplicable annoyance.
Qi Baicha put aside those disturbing thoughts, opened a bottle of red wine, put on an apron, and went to the kitchen to prepare meals. The slender and beautiful fingers hold the kitchen knife and make a delicious dish with all the colors and flavors: braised carp, sweet and sour pork ribs, braised spring bamboo shoots, mapo tofu...
A person can become omnipotent if his life is long enough, he is not too stupid, and he has endless time to study.
This is the case with Qi Baicha, the eight major cuisines can all grab the job of the chef.
He is really not a qualified snow god, and he is not immune to Xianchen at all.
Qi Baicha likes the smell of fireworks in the world, especially when eating home-cooked food with Fu Mingye on ordinary nights, the taste is even better than that of Qiongjie Xianlu.
The hot and fragrant table of meals was ready, Qi Baicha brought them to the table, took off the apron, and waited for the sound of the key turning from the door of the villa.
Fu Mingye is back.