Qi Cheng thought that it would be better for Qi Zhong to eat light food, so he ordered dumplings for him. There is no meat here, the rice has distinct grains, and the meat dishes are tender and delicious under the light.
Qi Zhong was so greedy that after he finished his dumplings, he still had the cheek to rub the rice. Both of them were hungry, and Qi Cheng himself had a big appetite, so he bought extra takeaways just in case, who knew that Qi Zhong would also eat food after he recovered from his illness. The appetite was so great that they could finish a meal for four people abruptly!
Qi Cheng admired: "It's a blessing to be able to eat."
Qi Zhong patted his stomach with a satisfied face. Thinking that eating this piece, he and Qi Cheng are a united front, obviously they can live together.
According to Qi Zhong, he sees from his own point of view what kind of boy a boy can like.
The final conclusion is your own.
But standing alone and doing nothing obviously can't show his charm, Qi Zhong intends to show his advantages one by one to Qi Cheng, forcing Qi Cheng to only see himself.
Great at playing, not losing at work, tough but not timid, perfect.
Qi Cheng didn't know about his ambition, after eating, Qi Cheng and Qi Zhong cleared the table, and the two lay on the sofa to watch TV.
The variety show was full of games, and there were a lot of jokes. Halfway through, Qi Zhong’s head teacher called him and asked about what happened last night. Qi Zhong told him while watching TV, and he followed up with what happened last night in his mind. Recalling it again, I thought of when my sissy was wronged by Qi Cheng, and her speech also got stuck.
Qi Cheng could hear him even if his ears were not upright, Qi Zhong lost his voice halfway, he turned his head to see that Qi Zhong sneaked over the sofa, bent over and walked to the bathroom, covering his mouth with one hand, for fear of the sound Cast out, "..."
Qi Cheng's expression was indescribable. If he didn't know that Qi Cheng's class teacher was on the other end of the phone, he would have thought that the other party was having an affair with that little girl.
He also brought over his mobile phone. Compared with Qi Zhong, he has a higher reputation with Teacher Yang. Teacher Yang directly approved him as a leave, and then told him when he would come back at the latest.
After a while, Jiang Jing also called him, "How is your friend now?"
"Eatable and drinkable," Qi Cheng lazily said, "Very edible."
The ones certified by Qi Cheng are very edible, and Jiang Jing was also curious, "More edible than you?"
Qi Cheng said seriously: "Anyway, I won't lose."
Because the third uncle Jiang Yun is in the entertainment industry, what he hates the most in his life is Qi Cheng, who eats nothing but doesn't gain weight. Qi Cheng also pays attention to exercise, but his body fat percentage is indeed stable all the time, and his muscles are easy to shape. He didn't expect Qi Zhong The same is true, but on another thought, that guy usually exercises a lot, so he should be able to eat.
"Then I'll go find you tonight," Jiang Jing said, "Pack up your things and have hot pot tonight, and see how much you two can eat."
When Qi Zhong came out of the bathroom, he saw Qi Cheng with a smile on his face, and said to the person on the other end of the phone: "Then you buy more, it's better to empty the supermarket."
After Qi Cheng hung up the phone, Qi Zhong sat down, a little curious, "Who is it?"
Qi Cheng glanced at him and smiled, "You save my life."
Qi Zhong's scalp tingled with embarrassment, he remembered the phrase "good brother".
Fortunately, he still had the last bit of reason when he had a fever, otherwise he would have gotten into the crack of the sofa now.
"Come here, my savior," Qi Zhong pressed his cheeky face after he finished embarrassing, "Is uncle coming tonight to have dinner together?"
"Eat hot pot," Qi Cheng looked at him for a while, and suddenly laughed, "Qi Zhong, you are really the most familiar person I have ever seen."
Qi Zhong: "Can I divide people up? I don't bother to deal with ordinary people."
He stared at Qi Cheng for a while, and couldn't help but laughed at him, "Qi Cheng, you don't have a fucking thin skin."
Jiang Jing even said that he was coming, so after they made a fuss, they went to the kitchen to tidy up the pots and pans. Qi Cheng was about to wash the dishes, but Qi Zhong took his hand and pushed him aside, picked up a steel wool ball dipped in detergent and began to brush.
Qi Cheng washes the dishes with those two hands
He can't bear it.
Qi Cheng stood beside him and looked at him with a smile, "Do you like working?"
"I like it so much," Qi Zhong said impatiently, "Hurry up and get out, it's none of your business here."
The mobile phone on the coffee table rang suddenly, Qi Cheng walked out of the kitchen to answer the phone, "Hello?"
It was still raining outside, and the rain did not show any sign of decreasing. The voice from the other end of the phone was also the sound of dense rain, revealing unusual impatience and coldness.
"It's me," Wu Yuan's voice was colder than the rainy night, without any emotion, "Qi Cheng, do me a favor."
"Tell me." Qi Cheng said directly.
He didn't hesitate, but Wu Yuan was silent for a while, and when he spoke again, his voice was finally filled with exhaustion and heavy depression, "Can you... take me in for a night."
The sound of rain and his voice.
"Boom."
The sound of something falling to the ground.
Qi Zhong was startled, and after running out of the kitchen, he saw Qi Cheng pick up the umbrella from the ground, put on his coat in a hurry and go out.
"Qi Cheng, where are you going?"
Qi Cheng took the car keys and opened the door, "I'll pick up Wu Yuan, I'll be right back."
He walked in a hurry, Qi Zhong frowned, didn't ask any more questions, and ran to the bedroom to take out two clothes and stuff them for him, "Bring a few more, be careful not to freeze you and Wu Yuan."
Qi Cheng took the clothes from him, nodded to him, and was about to close the door, when he suddenly warned him with a serious face, "No one is allowed to open the door except me and my second uncle."
"You're not allowed to sway around without your pants on." He had a bad face.
"Let's go, you," Qi Zhong pulled the door and slammed it shut, and Qi Cheng didn't know if Qi Cheng heard the last sentence he said, "Go early and come back early, and bring back the big light bulb Wu Yuan."
But he felt that Qi Cheng probably didn't hear it, because when he closed the door, Qi Cheng had already turned and left, and the footsteps could be heard far away in the empty corridor.
Qi Zhong didn't know when he remembered Qi Cheng's usual footsteps. Compared with his usual leisurely and lazy footsteps, Qi Cheng's current footsteps were not the slightest bit anxious.
Bulb…
It’s fine if he didn’t hear it, Qi Zhong thought, if instead he was Qi Cheng and Wu Yuan’s light bulb, now that Qi Cheng didn’t hear it, and didn’t say it directly, he could still pretend not to know, pretend to be stupid, and still rub against Qi Cheng’s side superior.
After all, Wu Yuan was the one who Qi Cheng would take to the infirmary with a little injury.
Qi Zhong knew he couldn't compare.
When Qi Cheng hurriedly arrived at the place Wu Yuan said, the sky was already pitch black.
He was worried that Wu Yuan had suffered the same beating as last time, so he hurried all the way, and his face was expressionless.
This kind of freezing rain weather, being beaten and cold, how could Wu Yuan survive.
But when Qi Cheng got out of the car and was looking for Wu Yuan on foot in this dilapidated alley, he realized that he was wrong.
If it was just being beaten, Wu Yuan would not have said that kind of tone.
This place is not far from Qi Cheng's house, it took more than ten minutes for Qi Cheng to hurry all the way here, and then follow the address, when he saw Wu Yuan's shadow, more than 20 minutes passed.
Deep in the alley, there is a flower bed at the crossroads. It is said that the flower bed has actually become a mud bed. The rainwater hits the mud without a single flower and springs out with dirty water.
Wu Yuan was sitting next to the mud puddle. He didn't have an umbrella, and he didn't have any rainproof tools. His whole body was drenched by the rain. Qi Cheng didn't know how long he had been soaked by Lin, but the water on his body was thicker than the accumulated water on the ground. .
Qi Cheng took a breath, and ran towards him in the next second.
Wu Yuan heard the voice and turned to look at him.
Qi Cheng couldn't tell whether he was crying or holding back, but his eyes were red enough to drip blood, and the water on his face was so submerged that others felt it was difficult to breathe.
Qi Cheng knew why he did this, because at Wu Yuan's feet, he threw two boxes of drenched luggage.
What does it feel like to be homeless for an eighteen-year-old boy, and what does it feel like to be drenched in the rain with your belongings on a rainy night and have nowhere to go.
Qi Cheng stuffed the umbrella into his hand, piled the two cardboard boxes together and hugged him, and led him to the car.
The warm clothes on his body were wet, and the cardboard box in his arms was soaked in water so badly that the paper would be rotten as soon as he exerted force on his hands, and the clothes inside were also wet.
Damn Qi Cheng's eyes also turned red.
Very unpleasant.
Qi Cheng refused Wu Yuan to open an umbrella for him. They got into the car and threw Wu Yuan salute into the rear compartment. Qi Cheng stuffed the drenched Wu Yuan into the back seat of the car with forceful means, and got into the driver's seat himself.
The interior of the clean and brand new car was covered with Wu Yuan's moisture, and Wu Yuan said hoarsely: "It's a pity about your car."
"When the weather is fine," Qi Cheng, "you can directly connect a water pipe to wash the car yourself."
Wu Yuan laughed a few times.
After a while, Qi Cheng bowed his head, "Call earlier next time."
"Yeah." Wu Yuan.
After Qi Cheng received him, he didn't leave in a hurry, he asked Wu Yuan to take off his wet clothes, and handed him the clothes that Qi Zhong had given him to change into.
Wu Yuan took off his clothes in the back seat, and after changing into dry and warm clothes, he let out a long sigh of relief.
"How wet are you?"
"Not much," Qi Cheng started the car, "Be careful, don't get sick and have a fever."
"My physique is good." Wu Yuan said.
"The last one who pretended to be on my side lay down yesterday," Qi Cheng said, "wiped his hair."
The two of them stopped talking, and the car was silent for a moment. After a while, Wu Yuan dried his hair, took the cigarette handed over by Qi Cheng, and lit a cigarette with his cold blue hand.
Qi Cheng also lit one.
The steaming smoke inside the car can give people a sense of security. Wu Yuan looked out of the car through the window, driving from the small road to the main road, the lights in the city center are brighter, there are more people, and the roads are cleaner.
After he smoked half a cigarette, he relaxed himself, with a low voice, "Is it convenient for me to live?"
Qi Cheng said: "It's convenient to live for a year or so."
When Jiang Jing came to Qi Cheng's house, he saw that Qi Zhong was alone in the house.
Qi Zhong had already turned on the hot water, and opened the door for Jiang Jing, "Qi Cheng will be back in a while, he went to pick up his friends."
"Okay," Jiang Jing nodded towards him, "Then let's prepare it first, and they will eat it when they come back."
Qi Zhong and Jiang Jing were busy, washing and chopping everything that needed to be washed. Qi Cheng's second uncle could only help with washing things, Qi Zhong looked at his knife skills, and felt that it was more reliable to do it himself.
Jiang Jing squatted down on the ground to choose vegetables clumsily, a little surprised, "You know how to cook?"
"I learned it specially," Qi Zhong snorted and laughed, "Not bad, uncle?"
Jiang Jing took a closer look and nodded pertinently, "It's really good."
"He put a lot of effort into it." Qi Zhong put the cut vegetables on the plate, and then cut another one. "When I was studying before, I learned to cook as soon as possible after studying, and strive to become a master chef before graduation."
"At your age, it's rare to be able to cook," Jiang Jing didn't think so, "It's fine if you know how to cook, the chef doesn't need it. Qi Cheng doesn't know anything, he can only cook noodles now."
The corner of Qi Zhong's mouth curled up, "According to myself, I don't choose. But if someone chooses, just choose. Cooking is not too difficult."
His words seemed to be talking to himself, but Jiang Jing didn't hear clearly.
The two of them worked for a while, and finally got all the preparations ready. The hot pot bottom material had been poured into boiling water, and the peppery aroma permeated the whole room.
Beer and Coke Sprite are on the table, and pork rolls and beef rolls are stacked in two.
"Why hasn't anyone come yet?" Just as Jiang Jing finished speaking, the doorbell rang outside.
Qi Zhong strode over to open the door, "Yo."
Wu Yuan outside should have been informed by Qi Cheng in advance. The two people outside the door looked at Qi Zhong, who was wearing an apron and smelled like hot pot, and also looked like a good wife and mother, and laughed, "Yo."
Jiang Jing was behind him, wiping his hands. Hearing this, he said loudly, "Stop it, come in quickly."
Another big guy came, he could eat just looking at them, Jiang Jing looked at the three of them, and thought that luckily he bought enough things, it should be enough for them to eat.