Cheng Ji only had one bottle of saline solution, which took him more than half an hour to finish. He walked out of the infusion room, still unaware that his whereabouts were under surveillance.
He first went to Changkang Hospital, and after walking around twice, he found that the unvigilant Wang Beifeng was no longer in the ward, but there was another strong man (Chen Chuan), so he had to leave helplessly.
He was feeling depressed and suddenly thought of his home in the Workers' New Village, and suddenly he felt a chill on his back.
—He left in a hurry this morning and actually left his home to Qi Beisong!
I don't know if that person would take advantage of his absence to smash and rob things. Although someone whose clothes are worth tens of thousands of euros would not look down on those rags in their house, it is possible that he would destroy things to vent his anger, right
It doesn't matter if something is damaged, the house already belongs to someone else. If a piece of wall is peeled off or a window is removed, you might even have to pay for it!
He hurried home. Everything was normal when he opened the unit door, and he didn't feel anything unusual when he opened the main door. It was not until he opened the door to the room that he saw Qi Beisong lying on his bed watching TV without turning on the volume. It was so quiet that it was scary!
Cheng Ji was so frightened that he staggered and described it in a familiar old-fashioned way: an alpaca ran by, leaving a cloud of dust.
"… you… "
Qi Beisong said: "Look how responsible I am. I have been guarding the door for you until now."
"You... you haven't left yet?"
"Yes." Qi Beisong nodded.
He was lying. He just noticed that Cheng Ji's little red dot was moving in this direction from Changkang Hospital, and then he arrived there a step ahead.
By the way, not only did he fail to keep a close eye on the door for the Cheng family, he even forgot to lock it when he went out last time. Fortunately, no thieves had come in during this period of time, and it was an old lady who was out for a walk who opened the door for him just now.
"You are committing a crime by trespassing, do you understand?" Cheng Ji said, "If it were a country where guns are legal, I would shoot you."
"Last time you broke into my private room, this time I was just watching the house for you. Not only are we not even, you even owe me a favor." Qi Beisong held a cigarette in his mouth with a ruffian look on his face.
"..." Cheng Ji squatted down helplessly, "Mr. Qi, what do you want? Can I apologize to you? I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
Qi Beisong turned his eyes away and continued to watch the palace drama nonchalantly: "What's the point of apologizing?"
Cheng Ji said, "Since an apology is useless, I still have your nude photos in my hand, so they should be useful, right?"
"It's useful!" Qi Beisong said, "You can take it out from time to time to admire my face, figure, and the size and shape of that thing, so that you won't be too lonely at night."
Cheng Ji's face turned pale, because as everyone knows, he would not be aroused when seeing a naked man, especially when the man was Qi Beisong, he would just throw his phone away.
He said: "Mr. Qi, I admit that I did something wrong that night. I broke the law! But why did I break the law? It was because you had the intention to harm others..."
Qi Beisong interrupted: "Who did I harm?"
"The bartender." Cheng Ji said.
"Oh, I would have forgotten it if you didn't mention it." Qi Beisong said.
Cheng Ji felt a little regretful for giving Shen Zimo a few hundred dollars and letting him hide in a remote area. Qi Beisong probably didn't even think of tracking him for a second and just kept pestering him.
Qi Beisong said: "That day was not going well at the company. I was in a bad mood that night and drank a little more. My self-control was reduced. I am not like that normally."
Cheng Ji thought: Are you explaining this? Why are you explaining to me? If you have the guts, go explain it to the victim!
"I am wrong, and you are also wrong, Mr. Qi. Let's each take a step back," he said earnestly.
"Retreat?" Qi Beisong said, "I won't retreat."
"It's okay if you don't want to return it, but please don't lie on my bed, smoke, and peel pine nuts, okay?" Cheng Ji asked.
"I can't find an ashtray." Qi Beisong said, "These pine nuts smell a bit rancid. How long have you bought them?"
Cheng Ji found a disposable paper cup and handed it under Young Master Qi's nose.
Qi Beisong was not polite and took it to use as a small trash can. Cheng Ji opened the window of the room to disperse the smell of smoke. The enemies were in the same room, less than two meters apart, and it was surprisingly peaceful at this moment.
Cheng Ji didn't hate Qi Beisong, he just couldn't do anything about him. It felt like he had provoked a ferocious big dog. It chased you and bit you. You tried to avoid it but didn't hate it from the bottom of your heart because that was its instinctive reaction.
Besides, Mr. Cheng is very broad-minded. He doesn’t even hate the person who killed him. Why should he hate a passionate and domineering CEO? Isn’t it enough to wait for him to burn out on his own
Suddenly Qi Beisong turned off the TV, put away the things in front of him, took off his coat and said, "Come on!"
"What?"
The normal answer should be "Fuck you", but Qi Shao said "Let's fight".
He said: "Mr. Cheng, I hate you not because you dressed up weirdly to scare people that day, nor because you suddenly barged in and let the waiter go, but because you said I couldn't do it!"
"When did I ever tell you that you couldn't do it?"
"Don't blame me, words once spoken cannot be taken back. You said I practiced well, but I just can't fight!"
"You are not very able to ..."
Qi Beisong stood up straight on the bed. Because he was tall and the old house had low ceilings, his head almost hit the ceiling light.
"So I have to verify once again whether I can fight or not!"
Cheng Ji asked in surprise: "Fight at my house?"
"If you break anything, I'll pay you ten or a hundred times the price."
“But I can’t move freely here!”
"Lei Jing said that you used the moves of the military and police in combat," Qi Beisong said, "so who taught you?"
Cheng Ji said: "No one taught me. I learned it from watching TV."
Qi Beisong chuckled and said, "Really? Now I want to learn it too. Come on, let's fight again! Win or lose, it's all mine. You can't run away anyway, my people are guarding nearby!"
"… "
Cheng Ji suddenly didn't want to run anymore. He took off his coat, moved his neck, shoulders and wrists, and planned to end it all.
"Mr. Qi, since you want to learn, I can tell you the key point, which of course is what you saw on TV," he said.
"What?"
"Try to defeat the enemy with one move." Cheng Ji said slowly, "because there won't be that many chances."
As he said this, he jumped onto the bed and kicked Qi Beisong in the crotch, but he didn't really kick him. When Qi Beisong subconsciously bent down to protect his vital parts, he hit him in the temple.
The punch was not heavy, and Cheng Ji did not use the tip of his fist, but just hit it flatly. Qi Beisong did not suffer any substantial damage, but because the bed was soft in winter, he lost his balance, fell, and rolled to the ground.
Cheng Ji stood on the bed and said condescendingly: "There are a few more combos after this, but I won't use them because they are more lethal."
Qi Beisong got up in a panic and shouted in dissatisfaction: "This doesn't count! Why do you always slap others in the face?!"
"You can also hit me in the face." Cheng Ji said.
“No slapping in the face!!”
"All right."
Qi Beisong turned over on the bed: "Come again!"
This time he moved first, throwing a right straight punch at Cheng Ji's head!
The latter blocked with his left hand, and inserted his other hand over his shoulder, clamping his neck from behind!
"!!"
Cheng Ji's body suddenly turned, his hips pressed against him, his knees bent down, and with a force on his legs, he fell over Cheng Ji's shoulder.
—And before he could fall on the bed, he fell directly under the bed and hit the bedside table. His legs were too long, and the small bed under his feet, which was only 1.5 meters wide, could not accommodate him.
As their bodies intertwined, Cheng Ji's short hair brushed against his cheek, which was clearly prickly, but he didn't know why he felt warm in his heart. He suddenly remembered that morning in the grove, when the other person stuck to him from behind, his breath was also hot because of fever.
There is a youthfulness in Cheng Ji that is hard to describe, perhaps it is the smell or perhaps the feeling, in any case it is refreshing and bright, like the green bamboo forest after the rain, with bamboo dew dropping on the flowers in the forest.
There is no doubt that he smells good, he stands before you clean, and it seems that he will always be clean.
Cheng Ji saw Qi Beisong lying there unable to get up, so he squatted down and asked, "What's wrong?"
He hadn't started to exercise to build muscle yet, and his height and weight were far behind Qi Beisong. He just used his strength to do it. To be honest, it was quite strenuous. Try to use your strength to smash three bags of rice
He said: "If you were thrown out like this in a real fight and didn't hold on tight, you might get stabbed or beaten so hard that you couldn't get up."
Qi Beisong said: "Actual combat?"
Cheng Ji said, "I saw it on TV. Do you like watching martial arts movies?"
Qi Beisong nodded: "You are really a little genius. You can fight in real combat just by watching TV!"
He took off his turtleneck cashmere sweater. It was not a long-sleeved shirt underneath, but a tight black T-shirt. This guy was very energetic and didn't wear much in winter. He threw away his clothes, bare his arms in the room temperature of only 5 or 6 degrees, and said angrily, "Come again!"
Cheng Ji said: "No more, my bed will collapse if you come again!"
"If it collapses, I'll go to Europe and customize a luxury brand two-meter by two-meter fully enclosed calfskin bed for you! Come again!"
Cheng Ji thought: Two meters by two meters... This size can barely fit in my room, but there is only one bed left.
"Come again! Come again!" Qi Beisong urged.
Without waiting for him to stand firmly, Cheng Ji suddenly bent down and hugged his left leg!
“?!”
Cheng Ji stretched his left leg between his legs to hold it in place, then turned quickly, using the force of his entire body to push his supporting right leg away.
Qi Beisong lost his balance and fell backwards, but Cheng Ji did not let go. He pressed down his right leg, hugged his left leg tightly and lifted it up hard, and you could hear a "click" sound from Qi Beisong's joints.
“… !!”
Cheng Ji let go, and Qi Beisong fell off the bed again, holding his painful groin. His hips had just been forcefully opened, and the ligaments between his legs were in great pain, and he felt like they were about to be torn apart!
He knew that if they were to fight head-on in a contest of strength, this guy would be defeated by him, but he knew very well when to explode and at which angle and part of the body the explosive force should be directed. If he had not fought hundreds or thousands of times before, how could his attacks be so clean and clear!
Qi Beisong fell to the ground, gritting his teeth and refusing to make a sound for the sake of his reputation. He even refused to roll over and over, just holding on!
Cheng Ji summed up the previous game: "You are too hard. If it were me, it wouldn't hurt."
It took more than a minute for Qi Beisong to recover. After hearing what he said, he had to take advantage of him no matter what: "Yes! I'm very hard! Do you want to try how hard I am? It will be so fucking good for you!"
He didn't lie, he really was horrified, from the moment he smelled the scent on Cheng Ji's body, the moment his legs were hugged was a complete chaos!
But it shouldn’t be like this!
It made no sense that he was so attracted to a handsome but unromantic straight man, a man who was enjoying beating him, a guy he didn't really like.
Qi Beisong does like only men in bed, but he is not a stud. He does not do that to every man he sees. Otherwise, he is surrounded by men. What else does he need to do every day? He just raises and lowers the flag!
So he was quite confused and quickly suppressed his reaction, thinking that his second son was really shameless and acted whatever he wanted. Fortunately, he still had some dignity!
Cheng Jiping was taken advantage of for no reason and did not know whether to laugh or cry. He had to be magnanimous and not take it to heart.
"I told you not to fight in the room, especially on the bed. You're tall, and small spaces are not good for you."
Qi Beisong insisted on saving face: "I like it! The first time I went to bed with someone it was not for sex, but for this, the excitement!"
"..." Cheng Ji's face darkened again, thinking to himself, you are so fucking exciting, you have extinguished all my hopes in life, the first time I went to bed with someone, it was for this!
Finally, Qi Beisong stood up. Cheng Ji thought he was going to fight again, so he got into a fighting position. Unexpectedly, the other party said mysteriously: "I noticed a weakness of yours."
Cheng Ji was stunned.
"Why don't you choke me?" Qi Beisong said, "You seem to be fighting me standing up. Where are your ground skills from last time? Is it because you don't have enough space to use them, or is there something on your body that hurts and can't be touched?"
Qi Beisong was really smart. He noticed that Cheng Ji was deliberately protecting his left chest.