Cheng Ji rarely had such an unguarded moment. He drank a little too much last night.
Rice wine is like this, sweet and mellow like sugar water in your mouth, tricking you into drinking more without realizing it, and only half an hour later you realize how strong it is.
In his previous life, Cheng Ji had a nickname called "84", which meant that after drinking eight liang of liquor, he could still down four bottles of beer. He was one of those people with a good alcohol tolerance. Now that he has changed his body, forget about eight liang, and it's barely enough for eight cents.
He hadn't woken up since he fell asleep at around 10 o'clock in the evening, so of course he didn't care who he slept with.
Wang Beifeng woke up first. He pulled Cheng Ji's hand away and was rubbing his eyes in a daze when he suddenly found a person standing at the head of the bed! He was so scared that he let out a short cry and asked, "Master Qi! Why are you here?!"
Qi Beisong grabbed his collar and pulled him off the bed with force!
Wang Beifeng fell to the ground with a thud, feeling dizzy and confused: "Mr. Qi, you..."
Qi Beisong's eyes swept down, cutting him like a knife: "Who are you hugging when you sleep?"
Wang Beifeng turned around and saw that it was Cheng Ji. He was also shocked and said quickly: "Ah! This, that... Cheng'er, no, no, this Cheng said that you two agreed to cease fire for 24 hours. No, it's until tomorrow, it's within 24 hours before dark today! That's why I didn't report it to you. I thought you knew..."
"Who are you holding when you sleep?" Qi Beisong asked again.
Wang Beifeng thought, what's going on? Didn't you see it? Don't tell me you suddenly don't recognize him!
"Cheng Ji." He had no choice but to say.
Qi Beisong said coldly: "You also know that you are holding Cheng Ji while sleeping? His mother is almost dying lying next to him, and you are still holding her while sleeping? Are you worthy of his mother?"
"…" Wang Beifeng asked, "Huh?"
Qi Beisong said: "Are you bullying an orphan and a widow?"
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Wang Beifeng said, "Mr. Qi, didn't he and I just sleep on the same bed for the whole night? We didn't do anything! There is only one empty bed here. If we don't want to squeeze in, where should we sleep?"
Qi Beisong asked: "Can't you give up your bed to others?"
"Where am I going to sleep?"
"You don't have a fucking home to go back to?"
Wang Beifeng had so much grievances that he had no one to vent. He thought to himself that it was you who forced me here and wouldn't let me leave, and now it's you who is asking me why I'm not leaving. You are really hard to please, Lao Qi!
Qi Beisong said, "You go back, I'll take over here."
"It's your turn?" Wang Beifeng didn't trust him. First, he didn't believe he could really stay in the hospital. Second, he didn't believe he could really stay calm for 24 hours.
The feelings between men are often forged through drinking. Yesterday, he and Cheng Ji drank for most of the night and became almost brothers. Now Cheng Ji is still drunk, and he can't just sit back and watch Qi Beisong mess around, even if he is the boss.
He got up from the ground and said, "Come on, how can you say such vulgar words? I have to help Cheng's mother turn over later. The company is very busy recently. You should go back to the company and take charge!"
"Are you leaving or not?" Qi Beisong asked.
Wang Beifeng said, "I won't leave."
Qi Beisong kicked him out!
"If you don't leave, go buy me breakfast. I only eat shrimp dumplings and barbecued pork buns from Tingyue Tower."
"Tingyue Tower is on the other side of the bay, a two-hour drive round trip!" said Wang Beifeng.
"Why don't you go quickly? If you're any later you'll catch the morning rush hour." Qi Beisong threw the keys to his sports car to him. "Hurry up and buy the shrimp dumplings while they're fresh out of the pot. Come back while it's hot. Drive my car and don't go too fast. Otherwise, if you get a speeding ticket, I'll deduct your salary to pay for it."
Wang Beifeng had no choice but to take the car keys in disappointment.
As soon as he left, Qi Beisong locked the door of the ward.
There were only four people left in the ward, Qi Beisong himself, Cheng Ji, Ms. Cheng, and the old man on the bed near the door. Two were alive, two were about to die, and only one was awake.
Qi Beisong almost tiptoed to Cheng Ji's bed, bent down and stared at his face with an extremely focused expression.
Suddenly he lifted the quilt, filled the gap left by Wang Beifeng, and lay down next to Cheng Ji.
…
Cheng Ji was sleeping on his side, very quietly.
Last night he got himself drunk with two glasses of rice wine, but his drinking tolerance was as good as ever. He didn't cry, make a fuss or talk nonsense when he was drunk. He just laughed twice and fell asleep. He didn't move the whole night, and even his breathing was very light.
He was squeezed into a corner of the bed by Wang Beifeng all night, curled up like a cat, and he would not wake up even though Wang Beifeng snored loudly in his ears.
He probably spilled some wine on his clothes, and the smell of wine covered his original scent, so he smelled like a freshly opened jar of girl's red wine, with a sweet, sticky and sharp taste.
Qi Beisong traced his outline with his eyes, his slightly furrowed brows, his thick and long eyelashes, his straight nose, his tightly pursed lips... He did not look feminine at all, but a pure young handsomeness, with lips that looked soft, but thin and a little ruthless.
His skin was in good condition, smooth and fair, with only a blister at the corner of his mouth, which represented the troubles in life.
He actually had a frostbite on his little round ear. It was all because he rashly cut his long hair and didn't wear a hat, exposing his ears to the damp, cold air of the winter.
Qi Beisong looked at him. Three minutes passed, then five minutes passed, and his body didn't react at all.
Great, he really doesn’t like straight men, and the other party is a straight man who enjoys beating him. It must have been because of the physical stimulation of flesh against flesh last time.
Finally, he felt that his behavior was not normal and was about to leave, but at this moment Cheng Ji opened his eyes.
Qi Beisong couldn't avoid making eye contact with him, and his head unconsciously shrank back two inches.
Cheng Ji was confused and bewildered. He looked at Qi Beisong for a long time, so long that Qi Beisong began to wonder if he was sleeping with his eyes open.
Qi Beisong's chest heaved and his breathing became heavier. He didn't know how Cheng Ji would react. In case the other party suddenly punched him, he had to be prepared to fight.
But after a while, Cheng Ji muttered softly, "This wine is really too strong." Then he grabbed the corner of the quilt that Qi Beisong had lifted up, covered himself with it again, and turned over with his back to him.
Qi Beisong's heart was in his throat, but before he could calm down, Cheng Ji came back and opened the quilt again, covering Qi Beisong with it, patted him on the body, and said softly, "It's winter, don't catch a cold."
After saying that, he closed his eyes and continued to sleep. Within two seconds, he fell asleep with even breathing. He thought it was a dream.
"… "
Qi Beisong jumped off the bed in panic!
He suddenly hid to the other side of the room, pressed tightly against the door, and even forgot that the noise might alarm people in the corridor!
He was scared to death!!
His heart was pounding in his chest, and every beat was tingling, as if it had suddenly been electrified, and the whole room was filled with his panting!
"… "
How ridiculous! What kind of person is Qi Beisong? Yet, he is frightened by a guy who is not even 20 years old!
The other person was even sleeping soundly!
Go away quickly! To avoid embarrassment!
Qi Beisong opened the door of the ward and strode out.
Cheng Ji was awakened by the sound of the door hitting the wall and suddenly opened his eyes.
The weather station issued a warning yesterday. Today, there are strong winds and heavy snow, which is a rare bad weather in Hongcheng. The cold wind poured in from the wide-open door. Although the windows in the room were closed, they were not sealed. Once the door was opened, the windows hummed like a ventilated pipe.
Cheng Ji looked up, thinking that the door was blown open by the wind. Just as he was about to get up to close it, he felt a dull pain in his brow, causing him to groan.
Hangover... He fell back onto his pillow helplessly, trying to suppress the churning feeling in his stomach.
Three of us drank from two bottles of wine, but he could still get this drunk. He was so useless. He smelled the alcohol coming from his clothes and felt like vomiting.
Changkang Hospital's hardware conditions are poor, the central air-conditioning power is insufficient, and the heat accumulated in the ward overnight is leaking into the corridor.
Cheng Ji tried hard to look at Ms. Cheng beside him. She was covered with a quilt from neck to toe. There was nothing unusual except the swelling on her face, so she should not have caught a cold.
He felt relieved, and felt extremely sleepy and weak. He wrapped himself tightly in the quilt and imagined himself closing the door. He thought about it countless times, but in the end he didn't move. He thought that he had to gather up the courage to prop up his body. Halfway through his effort, he found someone coming.
Qi Beisong strode back to the ward, closed and locked the door, and stood at the head of his bed.
Cheng Ji had no recollection of him having been here before. He looked at him weakly, and after a long while he slowly said, "Thank you..."
"What are you thanking me for?" Qi Beisong asked in a very oppressive tone.
"Hmm..." Cheng Ji rubbed his brows and asked, "What time is it?"
Qi Beisong looked at his watch: "It's not even half past five. What are you thanking me for?"
It was only half past five in the morning. Cheng Ji really wanted to take a nap, but Qi Beisong was glaring at him fiercely from a close distance. How could he sleep
"Why are you here?"
"I can't come?"
"Didn't we agree to a 24-hour ceasefire?"
"A ceasefire means no fighting, but no fighting does not mean no surveillance."
Cheng Ji had a headache and closed his eyes: "Whatever you want... Where's Bei Feng?"
"Beifeng?" Qi Beisong asked coldly, "Are you asking about my bodyguard Wang Beifeng? You are so familiar with him that you even omitted his last name?"
"He insisted that I call him that, saying that it's not intimate enough to call him by his full name." Cheng Ji said sullenly in the quilt.
"Intimate?" Qi Beisong's face became even uglier.
He felt that he should not have assigned Wang Beifeng to buy breakfast at Tingyue Tower, which was thirty or forty kilometers away. Instead, he should have airdropped him to the Nansha Islands, where there were hurricanes and high tides, and he would not be able to return for three months.
He suspected that Wang Beifeng was a hidden closet person, and it was him who pointed at Cheng Ji and called him a handsome guy!
By the way, Wang Beifeng suffered a loss at the hands of Cheng Ji, who once robbed his car. According to the traditional mental process of "suffering a loss - paying attention - paying close attention - having feelings", Wang Beifeng might be interested in Cheng Ji.
I didn’t realize that Lao Wang is such a scheming person!
"My name is Qi Beisong." Qi Beisong said, "Why don't you call me Beisong?"
Cheng Ji had almost fallen asleep, but was woken up by him. He muttered in dissatisfaction: "Beifeng, Beisong, are you two brothers?"
"I am his employer!" said Qi Beisong.
Cheng Ji suddenly chuckled and opened his eyes slightly: "Employer Qi, you came to the ward before dawn, what do you want to say? If you don't want me to contact your brothers, then I won't touch them. Now can you let me sleep for a while?"
Qi Beisong was speechless. After a while, he dragged a chair over with a loud noise and sat down.
Because the weather was too cold, he rarely wore a down jacket, but he still left it open, revealing the thin cashmere sweater underneath. His pants were custom-made in Europe to fit him closely, and his waist and hips were facing Cheng Ji's face.
"..." Cheng Ji really couldn't sleep. Don't forget that he had seen Qi Beisong naked, and this person even appeared in his extremely horrifying erotic (?) dream.
He had no choice but to turn over and lie on his stomach, holding his chin and looking at him: "Mr. Qi, what do you want to do?"
Qi Beisong didn't want to do anything, but he just didn't want to leave.
He has both advantages and disadvantages in his character. His greatest advantage is that he never escapes and is persistent and focused. Of course, the negative side of it is that he has a strong desire to control not only others but also himself.
Do you remember the original third-rate novel called "Crazy Love"? Qi Beisong should be a routine strong attacker, cold, domineering, cruel, all kinds of abuse, and finally all kinds of pampering to satisfy the perverted hobbies of the majority of small fresh people.
Although he is no longer a paper man, his personality remains. When it comes to what he wants, he will pursue it relentlessly at any cost!
"Wait until the time comes, then I'll fight you." Qi Beisong said arrogantly.
Cheng Ji didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "You are really persistent. You are in charge of such a big group. Don't you have anything else to do except waiting for me?"
"It's not time to go to work yet."
"It's a blessing to be able to work and earn money," Cheng Ji muttered, "Life is not easy, you have to cherish your blessings."
"How am I not grateful?"
"What do you think?"
"Don't interrupt, I won't let you go!" Qi Beisong's lines are always so bad.
Cheng Ji was so angry that he wanted to laugh. He shook out the quilt to cover himself and turned his back to him.
"Don't even think about running away. You can't run away!"
Cheng Jizhen smiled, snorted softly, and then said, "Twenty-four hours of truce."
After saying this, he began to pretend to sleep, allowing Qi Beisong to make noises around him.
Qi Beisong didn't stay for long. After sitting for a while, he felt bored and went back to the company to catch up on his sleep. When he left, he did not forget the cold wind in the corridor and closed the door carefully.
Hearing the door lock click, Cheng Ji finally breathed a sigh of relief and complained quietly with his eyes closed: "What are these rich people thinking about all day long?"
Qi Beisong strode out of Changkang Hospital, completely ignoring the admiring looks of the young nurses behind him. When he went out and saw the wind and snow, he remembered that his car had been driven away by Wang Beifeng.
This year's climate has a scientific name called "La Nina", which means that the sea surface temperature continues to be abnormally cold, which brings cold currents and snowstorms. Hongcheng and Hongsheng are located in the southeast of the territory. This winter is not even halfway through, but the snowfall is already 70 to 80 percent more than in previous years. The snowstorm is testing the tolerance of the entire region.
Qi Beisong walked into the snow and called his bodyguard: "Where are you? Pick me up near Changkang Hospital."
Normally he would take care of personal matters in between official business, but these days he had been chasing after Cheng Ji and had delayed some of the company's affairs. It was time for him to go back.
He stayed in the company until night, and his friend Zhao Xiaojing called him to eat again, but he was too annoyed to go. Zhao Xiaojing assured him that there was no one else but a few childhood friends, so he went reluctantly.
Zhao Xiaojing is a vicious person and is definitely not a good person. He is not a decent person in his behavior, but he is sincere to Qi Beisong. The two were born in the same compound and have been classmates from kindergarten to high school. They have also had many fights together.
At the dinner table, Zhao Xiaojing noticed that he was in a bad mood and asked him what was wrong.
Qi Beisong naturally wouldn't reveal everything. He only talked about what happened a few days ago, how Cheng Ji made a false report to the police and took him to the police station.
Zhao Xiaojing was shocked: "Who is so bold as to do something so shady as you?"
Qi Beisong smiled bitterly.
"Who is he? What's his name? Is there a photo? Who is he from? Who is his father?" Zhao Xiaojing asked repeatedly.
"No one." Qi Beisong couldn't stand being pestered anymore, so he showed him the photo of Cheng Ji in his mobile phone.
After seeing this, Zhao Xiaojing asked, "This sissy boy? Does he dare to do something to you?"
Qi Beisong squinted at his phone: "… How did you know that? I don't feel that at all."
"What does he do?" Zhao Xiaojing asked.
The mb of Shuiyue Villa, but Qi Beisong would never say this even if he was beaten to death.
"Nothing."
Zhao Xiaojing said: "If he can trick you, why can't you trick him?"
Qi Beisong said calmly, "Don't mess around. I don't even need to bother with him."
"Then send me the photos and I'll settle it with him?" Zhao Xiaojing volunteered.
Qi Beisong flatly refused, drank a few sips of wine and left. Over the years, he and Zhao Xiaojing had different ideas and had been drifting apart.
After he left, Zhao Xiaojing called a few young stars and internet celebrities to keep him company. After drinking too much, his head got hot, and he patted his chest and shouted: "Prime Minister Qi has a big stomach. I, Zhao Xiaojing, can't stand this. I'll find a way to deal with that kid!"
The others started to make a noise: "Fuck you! You're just a stinking playboy, what can you do? Don't meddle in other people's business!"
"What do you mean by meddling in other people's business?" Zhao Xiaojing said drunkenly, "I'm just sticking my neck out for my friend!"
He threatened: "If he dares to plot against Qi Beisong, I will make him regret it for the rest of his life!"
Qi Beisong refused to reveal Cheng Ji's personal information, but the people around him were not so vigilant. Zhao Xiaojing found out without much effort that Qi Beisong had been frequently going to a hospice hospital called "Changkang" recently.
This was really unlike his usual behavior. Zhao Xiaojing asked people to go to Changkang Hospital to inquire, and everything became clear immediately. It was all because Cheng Ji was the hospital's recent celebrity, and handsome guys came to look for him by name every day.
"She's also a fucking socialite!" Zhao Xiaojing commented on Cheng Ji.
The person who inquired about the news bribed a nurse with 200 yuan and secretly took two or three photos of Cheng Ji. Zhao Xiaojing looked at them and said, "This is just above average."
"The real person looks better than this. I went to the ward to see it." The photographer said, "The nurse was afraid of being discovered, so her hands were shaking and she didn't take a good picture."
"What's the point of being good-looking? If he was really good-looking, why didn't he climb into Qi Beisong's bed?" Zhao Xiaojing said, "Besides, he may be good-looking today, but he may not be good-looking tomorrow!"
So not long after the 24-hour ceasefire agreement ended, Cheng Ji received a gift with ill intentions.