Fu Xingye didn't move, but stared at him with those peach eyes that were no longer frivolous but dark.
Chang Xun was staring at him like this, and he couldn't help but feel a bit cold in his back. He once again remembered the scene where Fu Xingye pinched a split wine bottle and pierced his hand six years ago. The shame of being trampled on by his anger and dignity instantly smashed him. Submerged.
When his emotions reached the forefront, he took a few steps and kicked Fu Xingye's waist: "You are really kneeling!"
On one side of Fu Xingye's body, when he stepped back, his body was slightly arched, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead in an instant.
Chang Xun looked at him and sneered: "I ask you one last time, do you kneel? If you don't kneel, my father and I will go to have breakfast!"
Fu Xingye came slowly and raised his eyes to look at him again.
Chang Xun knew this would happen, and smiled again: "Think of Nie Changhuan with such a skin bag. It's really fascinating. It's a pity that she can't look forward to following you. Look at your connection now..."
Chang Xun's words came to an abrupt end, because Fu Xingye bent his leg and knelt down.
Xu is that he has aristocratic elegance in his bones, so even in such embarrassment at the moment, he is still elegant.
He landed on one knee, and then the other knee fell on the ground, but the upper body was still straight, and the expression on his face remained unchanged.
It seemed to him to kneel to Chang Xun, but he changed his daily sitting posture at will.
Chang Xun was completely stunned.
Chang Qing trembled, and immediately ran towards Fu Xingye: "Get up quickly!"
He stretched out his hand to pull him, but Fu Xingye looked thin, but as firm as a rock, he was not moved by him at all.
Fu Xingye just looked at Chang Xun, then put his hands on the ground and slowly bent down.
This is to follow Chang Xun's request and confess his mistake by kowtow.
Chang Xun was so scared that his face turned pale. He was not a foolish dude who just wanted to be happy, and he wouldn't really endeavour with Fu Xingye like this for the sake of a momentary refreshment. But Fu Xingye really knelt, and he was completely shocked again, unable to react for a moment.
Seeing that there was no way to stop Fu Xingye, Chang Qing knelt down with a plop, tilted her head and drank Chang Xun: "Babbit rabbit, don't pull him up quickly!"
"I... I don't want you to kneel anymore! Get out of me quickly!" Chang Xun shouted.
Fu Xingye remained unmoved, and even kowtowed.
Chang Xun was so scared that he took a few steps back and quickly said, "If you don't kowtow, I will honor your promise! If you don't get up again, even if you kowtow a hundred times, I won't promise you!"
Hearing this, Fu Xingye said one by one: "Thank you very much."
Chang Qing closed her eyes and pulled Fu Xingye up when she stood up.
Chang Qing looked at the two mud prints on Fu Xingye's knees, and waved to the servant standing in the distance: "First take Mr. Fu to change clothes."
"No trouble, thanks for the kindness of Uncle Chang." Fu Xingye changed his name in a low voice, and changed his strong and scary self-esteem, and asked cheekyly, "I don't know what the son Chang Xun promised just now. Do you count here?"
Before Chang Qing had time to speak, Chang Xun sneered beside him: "My dad is the most accustomed to me, as long as I say yes. You don't have the ink here. If you want to get out, get out!"
Chang Xun wanted to take the opportunity to let out his anger, but he was frightened when he didn't let out his anger. It was when he was breathing fire all over his body.
Fu Xingye was unmoved and waited for Chang Qing's word.
Chang Qing sighed and shook his head: Well, he had already heard of the name Lei Yunqi before, just thinking that he was just a hairy boy, no matter how good his painting was, he could have many real skills, so he never looked right. Paintings past the thundercloud period.
However, after Lei Yunqi exposed himself a few days ago, a friend of his dinner talked about it, and he glanced at Nie Changhuan's painting incidentally.
He just glanced at it and was stunned.
In Nie Changhuan's paintings, there is an ancient sense of Zen that no current painter has. I glanced at it and thought I had seen the original painting.
His first reaction at the time was that Nie Changhuan must have traced the authentic ancestors, but he deliberately checked in the past few days, and indeed he did not find the authentic one he suspected.
Because Chang Xun and Nie Changhuan are also related to each other, Chang Qing said a few words when chatting with Chang Xun two days ago. He has indeed revealed that if the painting is Nie Changhuan's original, then she is indeed a rare seedling that deserves to be cultivated.
So just now Chang Xun made that kind of promise with Fu Xingye.
…
When Fu Xingye came out of the Chang's house, the sun barely covered the earth.
Fu Xingye raised his head and glanced at Sunlight, thinking about Nie Changhuan, thinking about it well, the corners of the lips that had been falling were slightly raised.
He bent down and got into the car, wiped the mud from his knees with a tissue, started the car and left.
In the house, Chang Xun had already drunk three or four cups of tea in a row, and still found it incredible.
"Do you think he was possessed by a ghost?" Chang Xun completely lost the gentleman temperament of the yuppie boy outside.
"I am impetuous!" Chang Qing took a sip of soy milk slowly and gave only these four words.
Chang Xun still couldn't help it: "You said he did it for a woman, why bother to do this?"
Chang Qing glanced at her son who had been among the thousands of flowers and was eventually scratched by a leaf, shook her head and sighed.
His son might never understand the power of love.
If it's about spirit, which man's spirit is not high
It's just for the person you love to have a better life. No matter how high your heart is, the more you love, the more you can put down your body.
However, Fu Xingye probably completely lost his figure for Nie Changhuan.
If this kneeling spreads out, Fu Xingye will be difficult to mix in Whale City in the future.
In order to avoid more disputes and future troubles, Chang Qing immediately let go and strictly ordered the family to be tight-lipped about today’s affairs. If it is spread out, the family will deal with the family law, and the servant will be dismissed and the company will be permanently blackmailed. The list completely cut off the future.
…
That evening, Lei Yunqi was woken up by Nie Changhuan's phone call.
He opened his eyes and saw that he was immediately ashamed and a little afraid to answer.
He stood in front of Chang's house all night last night, cold and tired, so after being forced back by Lei Mu this morning, he fell asleep in **, and he still had a cold.
But Nie Changhuan tried to fight one after another, but he didn't resist it and took it.
"Lei Yunqi." Nie Changhuan called him first.
Lei Yunqi suddenly tightened his spine, opened his mouth, and was about to explain, but Nie Changhuan said again, "Thank you."
"what?"
Chang Nie smiled happily: "Today Chang Qing asked Master to pass by with my painting."
When the three of them were unable to receive orders for a long time, Nie Changhuan drew a picture according to his own mood in order to maintain the feeling. Sha Rong particularly liked the painting, so he left it without selling it and kept it as a treasure.
Today, Sha Rong brought this painting over to show Nie Changhuan's level to the greatest extent. After all, the paintings that I painted for the sake of painting before, always lack a little feeling.
Lei Yunqi was completely stunned, very happy and confused.
Nie Changhuan said again: "I heard that you stood in front of Chang's house all night last night. The weather is so cold, are you uncomfortable?"
It was the first time that Nie Changhuan had not cared about himself viciously and coldly. The Thunder Cloud Stage was suddenly a little crisp. To be honest, and pretending to be pitiful: "It's nothing, just catch a bad cold, immortal."
As expected, Nie Changhuan fell silent, and then she probably was not used to expressing feelings, so she said: "Thank you."
Lei Yunqi was amused by her: "Nie Changhuan, why are you so cute!"
"..." The smile on Nie Changhuan's face froze all at once.
Lei Yunqi wiped his hair back, annoyed: He could clearly feel that his boasting, Nie Changhuan's gentleness to him just now disappeared, and the atmosphere just now was completely destroyed by him.
"Since you have a cold, take a good rest, I won't..."
"No, no, don't hang up." Leiyunqi's brain was running fast, "I am now alone in my bachelor apartment, and I feel that I don't even have the strength to walk. I think I should go to the hospital or go to the hospital. You also know that since I spent a night in the icy and snowy fields abroad that year, my body has not been very strong."
Nie Changhuan asked him directly: "Do you want me to come and pick you up to the hospital?"
Lei Yunqi laughed.
"Okay, I'll come here to pick you up." Nie Changhuan raised his tone, "but it's just to thank you for the rest of the night outside the house for me."
"Hi, I know I know! Then when will you come over?"
"Let's do it now, it just so happens that Zhenger and Zheng'er went to school."
"Huh? Is it so fast?"
"... What?" Nie Changhuan paused, with doubts already in his tone.
"It's nothing, it's just..." Lei Yunqi made up his reasons and rushed to the cloakroom quickly, while one hand collapsed the pajama pants, then he pulled a pair of pants down and put on his feet in a hurry, "It's just that you suddenly treated me like this I'm a little uncomfortable with the words so well."
Nie Changhuan seemed to smile, and then said, "I will arrive in about half an hour."
half an hour? !
Lei Yunqi was so anxious to jump his feet. After hanging up the phone, he even forgot to wear the sweater. He put on a down jacket over the thin pajamas and ran out of the house.
He bought the bachelor apartment in the city center that was only about fifty or sixty square meters. He bought it entirely with the money he earned. Although the place is small, it is as big as his dozen or so apartments. At home, he prefers to stay in his bachelor apartment.
From Lei's house to his bachelor's apartment, it takes half an hour at the fastest.
In other words, it is very likely that Nie Changhuan will arrive earlier than him, so he can just wear it.
So he didn't care about the rush of the servants and mother behind him. He rode his motorcycle and galloped away.
Tired to death along the way, Lei Yunqi had just collapsed on the sofa in his bachelor's apartment and was ready to catch his breath when the doorbell rang outside.
Lei Yunqi was so scared that he immediately sat up and wanted to open the door directly, but after thinking about it, he rushed to the bedroom to change to a set of pajamas, and stood under the toilet heater to warm his body, and then set up the living room. It was a little messy, and then stepped on the slippers and went to open the door lazily and feebly.
"Asleep?" So I didn't open the door for so long.
Facing Nie Changhuan's stare, Lei Yunqi yawned listlessly: "I thought you would be stuck in a traffic jam. My head hurts so badly, so I wanted to sleep for a while."
He did have a headache. He had a bad cold at first, and he rode a heavy motorcycle all the way, blowing cold wind all the way.
Nie Changhuan raised his hand and touched his forehead, and immediately frowned: "During the thundercloud period, you have a fever, don't you know?"
"..." Lei Yunqi was startled, but then he was secretly happy: Hehehe, now he can make his little junior sister feel more sorry for him. Was his junior sister hurting him just now? Is it right
Nie Changhuan looked at the weird smile on the corner of his mouth, stretched out his hand and pushed him: "Hurry in and change clothes, let's go to the hospital."
Because Leiyunqi’s apartment is in the commercial center of Longcheng District, if he wants to go to the hospital, Nie Changhuan originally thought that a man with a lot of money like Leiyunqi must go to the aristocratic private hospital that can be reached on foot. Yes, Lei Yunqi actually asked to go to the People's Hospital farther away.
"Why? You used to be in that private hospital..."
"Hey, the little daughter of the dean's family confessed to me a while ago, but I refused. How am I embarrassed to go to her hospital now?" Lei Yunqi was telling the truth, but he didn't say anything for this reason. Go to a private hospital.
The service of the private hospital is so good. As soon as he enters, he is basically served by nurses throughout the process. Then why does he stick to Nie Changhuan "care about him" and "care about him"
He had to go to the crowded People's Hospital, and then he wanted to lean on Nie Changhuan's side sickly, and follow Nie Changhuan to run around the hospital. If there are too many people, maybe I can stay with Nie Changhuan for one day.
Nie Changhuan couldn't refute the reason he said. He hesitated, thinking that he was still feverish, so he didn't delay any more, and drove him all the way into the hospital.
Unexpectedly, when I was waiting for appointment, I ran into Fu Xingye.
There are so many people in the People’s Hospital, and the people sitting and standing in that corridor are all kinds of people, crowded and crowded, but Fu Xingye is so conspicuous, even if he wears the lowest-key black, he stands quietly. By the wall, when you look at it, your eyes will be pinned by him.
"Hey, junior sister, which clinic are we in?" Lei Yunqi's gaze has been stuck on her body and the bills in her hand, and he hasn't seen Fu Xingye yet.
"Consulting room 3." Nie Changhuan retracted his gaze calmly and looked left and right. Seeing that Lei Yunqi was standing in the middle of the corridor without any conscious of blocking the way, she took his arm and pushed him to the wall. Pulled.
When Fu Xingye noticed that gaze again, he saw the scene of Nie Changhuan hiding behind Lei Yunqi's arm at a glance.
His eyes darkened, and he was rationally telling himself to withdraw his gaze immediately, but his eyes were completely oblivious, and he still stared at the side idiotically, even though Nie Changhuan had been blocked by a few patients waiting next to him, he could only see it vaguely. The top of her head and the tips of her ears.
Here, when Lei Yunqi saw Nie Changhuan suddenly lost consciousness, he bent over and tilted his head to look at her, and shook his hand in front of her, "Little Junior Sister? Is it uncomfortable with too many people?"
Nie Changhuan has always disliked crowds of people, Lei Yunqi regretted it a little, and shouldn't force Nie Changhuan to come to such a noisy place for his own sake.
He was hesitating to say whether to go to the private hospital, Nie Changhuan shook his head, picked up the list and glanced at it: "We are on the 15th. I will go outside to see how many people are in front of us."
Nie Changhuan paused, and two patients just behind got up. Nie Changhuan thought that he was in the thundercloud stage with a fever, so he immediately put him on the chair and sat down: "Sit here and don't move."
Lei Yunqi sat down in a chair obediently, even if he was tall, long, and wide, and it was very uncomfortable to sit in this kind of chair, and his shoulders and arms would inevitably touch the people next to him, he was still happy. , Watching Nie Changhuan go around the crowd to look at the electronic display screen outside.
Here, Fu Xingye still looked at this side, watching the scene where Nie Changhuan pressed Lei Yunqi on the chair, and watching her back toward the hall.
Nie Changhuan started to be a little short-sighted recently, so he got close to find the name of the doctor in office 3. At present, I have seen the number 12 in office 3. There are still two people in front of Leiyun stage.
Nie Changhuan retracted his gaze, was about to walk back, and then looked back at the electronic display.
Before Leiyunqi, it turned out to be Fu Xingye.
It's a coincidence.
She moved her lips to laugh, but in the end she didn't laugh again.
She stood there for a while, and when she returned to Lei Yunqi's side, it happened that the third consultation room was called Fu Xingye's name.
At this time, even if it was dull like a thundercloud period, Fu Xingye's existence was discovered.
He stood up abruptly, originally intending to look left and right to find someone, but when he turned his head, he saw Fu Xingye, who stood out from the crowd, slowly stepping past the crowd and walking towards this side. Not at all rushing to the clinic like other patients whose names were called, he seemed to be the leader who came to inspect the work.
At that moment, Lei Yunqi was like a child who was afraid of being robbed of his favorite toy, and he was so naive that he stood in front of Nie Changhuan.
Since avoidance is inevitable, he decided to preemptively call Fu Xingye with a smile, "Mr. Fu, why is it such a coincidence that you can meet your old man in such a place?"
For people in their twenties like Lei Yunqi and Nie Changhuan, isn't Fu Xingye, who is already in his thirties, an old man
Hearing the sound, Fu Xingye paused, turned his head and looked over.
Lei Yunqi hurriedly adjusted his facial expressions so that he would not lose.
But Fu Xingye didn't look at him at all. He clearly looked behind him. To be precise, he was looking at the corner of Nie Changhuan's clothes that he hadn't blocked. But with one mouth, he answered him: "It's a coincidence."
Lei Yunqi swallowed, Mingming Nie Changhuan was only seen by Fu Xingye at a corner of his clothes, he was uneasy and relieved, and there was a thing he had cherished for a long time, and he was about to be snatched away immediately, but he was helpless. Panic.
Of course, this is not the most important, nor is it the most fundamental reason.
The most fundamental reason for the panic is that now that Nie Changhuan finds that Fu Xingye is here, what will be the reaction of Nie Changhuan, who is behind him
Lei Yunqi hoped that she would be colder, or extremely cold, and continue to hide behind him, pretending that she didn't know at all and didn't hear that Fu Xingye was close at hand.