Cheng Ji was completely dumbfounded. He turned around and stood there like a popsicle.
Qi Beisong didn't even look at Shen Zimo, and turned on the hot water tap.
No matter how poor the hardware facilities of Changkang Hospital are, the logistics department is still very responsible. They really started burning the boiler at 3:30, and soon the entire bathroom was filled with hot steam.
Qi Beisong was also shrouded in the mist, his black coat half wet, water all the way to his feet. He asked Cheng Ji in a stern tone: "It's the coldest time of the year, there's no heating here, aren't you cold with all your clothes off?"
It was only minus five degrees Celsius outside today. The damp minus five degrees Celsius in Hongcheng felt about the same as minus fifteen degrees Celsius in the north, or perhaps even more chilling. Cheng Ji's teeth chattered with cold, and his muscles tensed, but he still stood straight (mainly out of fear).
Qi Beisong pushed him under the shower without saying a word.
Cheng Ji finally reacted after his hair was soaked by the hot water. He pointed outside and asked in shock: "You... do you know who you just knocked down?!"
That fucking person is your white moonlight!
"I know." Qi Beisong said, "He sells wine."
"You knew that and still did it?"
"Who cares who he is? I enjoy it. He deserves a beating."
"Fuck you, aren't you afraid of hurting someone?" Cheng Ji wiped his face and tried to go out, but was blocked by Qi Beisong's body.
"What does it have to do with you if I beat someone up?" he asked.
"What kind of logic do you have?" Cheng Ji said angrily, "You hit my friend!"
"Your friend kissed the back of your neck and touched your penis?" Qi Beisong said, "Don't pretend I didn't see it, his hand almost reached under your waist!"
Cheng Ji's face flushed red: "You are fucking mistaken! Fuck you! I am sweating all over after running and I can't even take a shower peacefully. They keep rushing in one after another! If I were still Jing..."
He braked.
"Or what?" Qi Beisong asked.
"Get out!" Cheng Ji shouted, "I need to put on my clothes!"
"Don't go out, you wash here!" Qi Beisong ordered, "I will guard the door for you to prevent your friends from coming in again!"
He placed special emphasis on the word "friend", which was full of ridicule, anger, and of course jealousy, but Cheng Ji couldn't hear it.
"Then give me three minutes, don't touch him, or I'll come out and fight you!" Cheng Ji said angrily, "Get out of here, don't watch me take a shower!"
Qi Beisong opened his almost completely wet high-end custom-made coat, lifted up the cashmere sweater and underwear inside, and showed Cheng Ji his neatly arranged eight-pack abs: "Do you think I like looking at you? Isn't it more pleasing to the eye to look at myself?"
“…” Cheng Ji really didn’t know what to say. He felt that this guy was simply unreasonable!
Qi Beisong was of course reasonable. As the CEO of Hongsheng, he had a good brain. He was just jealous, so he went back to being sixteen in a second and acted as a middle school student.
He put down the clothes: "Anyway, take your time washing them. I won't touch him for 30 minutes."
He didn't need to move, because Shen Zimo had already been dragged out by his bodyguard Zhao Jiarui, who covered his mouth. Zhao Jiarui was young and energetic, and although he was less than 1.8 meters tall, he moved as fast as lightning, dragging Shen Zimo like dragging a chicken.
In order to ensure that Cheng Ji stayed in the bathroom, Qi Beisong actually grabbed the shampoo beside him and squeezed a bunch of it on Cheng Ji's head.
Cheng Ji cursed angrily, and the more he rushed, the more bubbles appeared.
Qi Beisong took the opportunity to walk out of the bathroom, and seeing that there was no one outside, he went to see Ms. Cheng, thinking affectionately: Hello, mother-in-law, I'm back, and you look good!
Then he lit a cigarette and held it between his lips, letting out his jealousy along with the smoke so as not to show it too obviously later.
He was still furious. He had only been gone for more than ten days, and his baby was almost taken away by someone else, but he had never even held his hand! Fortunately, he arrived in time, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous!
I didn't realize that the bar waiter was so brave and resourceful. If I had known this would happen, I would have defeated him at Shuiyue Villa that night!
It's funny that he wanted to kill Cheng Ji that night, but tonight he wanted to cut off Shen Zimo's fingers one by one because they touched Cheng Ji.
What did Cheng Ji feel like when he touched him? No matter what, it must not feel warm, because he was cold, and his throat was shaking when he cursed just now.
What Qi Beisong hated most about Shen Zimo was that he let Cheng Ji freeze. He could hug and touch him, but he had to be considerate. The bathroom was as cold as an ice cellar, and he himself was wearing all the clothes, but he took the opportunity to hug the naked Cheng Ji. He was really blinded by desire!
Qi Beisong would rather Shen Zimo follow Wang Beifeng's example and get into Cheng Ji's bed.
…He took his anger out on Wang Beifeng, and his jealousy grew even stronger. He decided to send Wang Beifeng to the Northwest to pick cotton tomorrow. If there was no cotton in the winter, he would be used as support for the front line of anti-terrorism.
Cheng Ji finally washed off all the foam, dried his body and quickly put on his clothes, even throwing away his long underwear, and rushed out to ask, "Where's the person?"
"Going out for a walk." Qi Beisong sat at the head of Ms. Cheng's bed and pointed outside the ward door.
"No smoking indoors!" Cheng Ji pointed at him angrily and ran out of the ward.
Qi Beisong snorted proudly and put out his cigarette.
Cheng Ji ran to the nurses' station and loudly asked the nurse on duty: "Have you seen Xiao Shen?"
After a few days, the nurses became familiar with Shen Zimo and immediately replied, "We just saw a young man in black clothes walking out with his arm around his shoulder."
"Outside the building?"
The nurse nodded.
Cheng Ji picked up a folding stool next to the nurses' station and rushed out. Fortunately, the two men were less than 20 meters away from him.
In fact, Zhao Jiarui didn't make things difficult for Shen Zimo. He just handcuffed his hands and stuffed him into the car. The car was still the black Bentley, which was spacious and solid, suitable for committing crimes.
Cheng Ji went up and hit Zhao Jiarui on the head with the folding stool, but the latter was extremely agile and dodged to the side, so Cheng Ji missed.
Cheng Ji threw away the folding stool and used his fists and feet.
Zhao Jiarui dodged repeatedly, and found that the newcomer should not be underestimated, so he pushed Shen Zimo into the car, and Shen Zimo fell on the back seat. Cheng Ji quickly reached out to pull him, but Zhao Jiarui was faster and immediately closed the car door and locked it.
Cheng Ji became anxious and exchanged a few moves with Zhao Jiarui beside the car, but he didn't gain any advantage at all.
Zhao Jiarui is not the same type as Qi Beisong, nor is he the same type as Lei Jing, Chen Chuan, Wang Beifeng and other retired soldiers who only started fighting as adults. He has been practicing Jeet Kune Do since he was a child, and although he is only 22 years old, he has 17 or 18 years of martial arts experience. His skills are so good that he can fight several rounds in national or even international competitions.
Cheng Ji was very talented in close combat, but unfortunately, with a new body, he could not defeat the old driver. In just one or two minutes, he was tripped twice by Zhao Jiarui.
Note that it was tripping, not knocking down. Zhao Jiarui didn't dare to hit Cheng Ji.
He followed Qi Beisong on a trip abroad, and heard a lot of chatter during the ten days - mainly from Chen Chuan. No matter how frank Young Master Qi was, he would not talk about this. Chen Chuan did not have to use his brain to negotiate, nor did he have to sign a contract. In addition to taking care of Qi Beisong's daily life, he spent the rest of his time spying on other people's privacy and gossip.
Zhao Jiarui kept in mind what Chen Chuan said, so he repeatedly emphasized in his mind that this was the young lady, so as to avoid confusing his subordinates.
Cheng Ji fell really badly. His light-colored sweatshirt rolled twice in the snow and mud. When he stood up, his back was covered with dirty ice chips.
He had never seen Zhao Jiarui before, so he looked at him a few more times, thinking that this guy was really powerful. If he hadn't taken his time to block his moves, he would probably have broken a rib or two today!
Zhao Jiarui also said: "Boss Lei said you are quite capable, you really have some skills."
Shen Zimo should have been knocking on the window glass frantically in the car at this time, but unfortunately there was a one-way transparent film on the rear window of the car, and the inside could not be seen from the outside.
"Where are you taking him?" Cheng Ji asked Zhao Jiarui.
Zhao Jiarui said: "Uh, not going anywhere."
Cheng Ji said: "Then put him down!"
Zhao Jiarui said blankly: "Cheng... I won't let go."
He looked behind Cheng Ji in embarrassment and saw Qi Beisong striding out of the ward building with Cheng Ji's down jacket in his hand.
Qi Beisong threw the clothes to its owner in annoyance and turned to Zhao Jiarui: "Why are you still here?"
"I..." Zhao Jiarui didn't know what to do next.
"Put it on!" Seeing Cheng Ji holding the clothes and not moving, Qi Beisong urged him in an angry voice.
Cheng Ji hurriedly put on his down jacket and asked Qi Beisong: "What are you going to do to Shen Zimo?"
I swear to God, Qi Beisong no longer has any feelings for Shen Zimo and wishes he could never see him again in his life.
"What do you think I want to do to him?" Qi Beisong asked back.
Cheng Ji frowned: "Have you forgotten what you did to him?"
"So what if I didn't forget?"
"You just won't learn your lesson!"
The two of them started arguing with each other. Zhao Jiarui was extremely embarrassed, but he didn't have a script and was afraid that his lines would be inappropriate.
Cheng Ji was suddenly startled by a gust of cold wind and sneezed several times in succession. His hair was still wet and seemed to be frozen, and his scalp felt tight.
Qi Beisong said: "Ruizi, give me the car keys."
Zhao Jiarui quickly threw it over.
Qi Beisong opened the car door, pushed Shen Zimo who was about to get out, got in, patted the seat and said to Cheng Ji, "Get in!"
Cheng Ji asked vigilantly: "Where are you going?"
"Send your friend back to school. College students who stay out overnight will be punished." Qi Beisong said to Shen Zimo on the inside, "Don't push it. The car door can't be opened from the inside. You can't afford the compensation if you break it."
Cheng Ji stared at him suspiciously.
Qi Beisong saw that the tips of his ears and nose were all red from the cold, and he felt distressed, but he refused to speak directly. He raised his voice and said, "Didn't you ask me what I want to do with him? This is what I want to do. Do you want to come and send me off? Don't tell me you don't have the courage to ride in my car."
Cheng Ji couldn't stand the provocation and got into the car.
Zhao Jiarui also sat in the driver's seat. Qi Beisong handed him the car keys and ordered, "Turn up the heater."
"Ah?" Zhao Jiarui really hadn't read the script. "Mr. Qi, when you came over just now, didn't you say that you felt a little dizzy from the heating?"
"Open it quickly, I want to dry the clothes." Qi Beisong said.
Zhao Jiarui started the car and turned on the heater. After a few minutes, the others felt a little dizzy, but Cheng Ji recovered and his blocked nose began to unblock, so he sneezed twice more.
Qi Beisong glanced at him, crossed his arms with satisfaction, and deliberately spread his legs wide apart, keeping him and Shen Zimo as far apart as possible.
There was an eerie silence in the car. Shen Zimo couldn't help shivering. While Qi Beisong was resting his eyes, he looked at Cheng Ji for help.
It is said that it takes four weeks to form a habit, but in fact it only takes three days to adapt to an environment, and seven days to be able to handle it with ease.
Shen Zimo stayed in Changkang Hospital for seven or eight days, always thinking that nothing would change. He never expected that the huge shadow behind Cheng Ji - Qi Beisong - would come back one day.
Cheng Ji pressed down with one hand and made a "calm down" gesture.
Shen Zimo swallowed his saliva.
Suddenly Qi Beisong asked: "Do you like him?"
Shen Zimo was startled and asked subconsciously: "Who?"
Qi Beisong opened his eyes and glanced at him sharply: "Do you like Cheng Ji?"
Shen Zimo was fine, but Cheng Ji's face suddenly turned red. The feeling of saying these two words or not was completely different. He cursed, "Don't talk nonsense!"
Shen Zimo also had the guts, nodded and said: "Yes!"
The corner of Cheng Ji's mouth twitched, and he glanced at Zhao Jiarui's protruding ears in the front seat, listening with his ears perked up. He was so embarrassed that he wanted to dig a hole under the car and crawl into it.
Qi Beisong closed his eyes again: "Does he like you?"
Shen Zimo didn't say anything, he couldn't answer.
Qi Beisong nudged Cheng Ji and said, "Hey, Mr. Cheng, do you like him?"
Cheng Ji's face flushed, and he said through gritted teeth, "Shut up!"
"I know." Qi Beisong said, "You don't like him because you don't like men."
He turned to Cheng Ji and said seriously, "If you don't like it, you should reject it clearly. Why do you want to make yourself suffer?"
Cheng Ji covered his face and groaned: "Shut up..."
"I'll reject him for you." Qi Beisong said lazily, "Shen Zimo, listen carefully, stay away from Cheng Ji, otherwise you won't be able to bear the consequences. The worst thing is that he plays with you for fun, then finds another girl to marry, pretends he never met you, and avoids you like a flood or a beast. Can you promise to take your heart back?"
Cheng Ji was furious and swung his fist at Qi Beisong, but the latter was just about to punch him so he turned his body to avoid the attack. The two of them started fighting in the small space in the back seat of the car!
Shen Zimo was pushed into a corner by them and had to be careful not to get hit.
Cheng Ji was so angry that he asked repeatedly: "What nonsense are you talking about? You fucking bastard! How can you say that to me?!"
He is totally not the kind of person Qi Beisong described. Even if he doesn't like men, once he accepts someone - whether actively or passively - he will be responsible for him/her to the end. He can't do something like possessing feelings while marrying someone else.
God knows what Qi Beisong is thinking. A jealous person is unreasonable and will say anything unpleasant.
He also yelled: "What does it have to do with you that I give him a vaccination? Do you want to be chased by him? He likes you, do you like him? Can you respond to him? If you don't like him, why do you keep him hanging?!"
“…!” Cheng Ji was so embarrassed and angry that he almost rode on Qi Beisong.
Qi Beisong was frantic, blocking left and right, and kept saying, "Just say it if you have the guts. Don't force yourself!"
Zhao Jiarui, who was in the driver's seat, was so overwhelmed by this torrent of drama that he couldn't even step on the accelerator. Although he couldn't look back, he pricked up his ears and listened diligently and responsibly so that he could go back and follow Chen Chuan's example.
The Bentley maintained a speed of 30 mph, blocking a long line of cars behind it, each of which honked angrily.
"..." Shen Zimo tried to shrink his body as much as possible to leave space for the other two to fight. He could see that Qi Beisong had the same thoughts about Cheng Ji as he did.
When? Why
Cheng Ji never revealed that he had any connection with Qi Beisong. He was too tight-lipped... and at the same time, he attracted too much attention!
Shen Zimo almost immediately despaired. The opponent was Qi Beisong, Master Qi, who could dominate Hongcheng if he wanted to. He had no chance of winning against this man.
What's more, he was afraid of Qi Beisong. Perhaps it was because Qi Beisong that night left a shadow on him, so that he felt a chill in his heart just by being looked at by the other party without taking it seriously.
Fortunately, Cheng Ji doesn't like men. This fact made him sad yesterday, but made him happy today. This means that he and Master Qi are actually standing on the same starting line!
He even felt that he had gone further than Qi Beisong in this competition, because Cheng Ji always spoke to him in a gentle and soft voice and never used force like this. He was Cheng Ji's friend, but Master Qi was nothing!
So he said, "I don't care!"
The other two who were fighting stopped.
"I don't care whether Cheng Ji likes me or not!" he emphasized, "As long as I like him, that's enough!"
He looked towards Qi Beisong bravely, and then found that the two people's posture was the standard navel orange - Cheng Ji sat astride Qi Beisong's legs, Qi Beisong hugged Cheng Ji's waist, the only difference was that Cheng Ji's hand was around the other person's neck.