With the spiritual power, Qi Nian got up early at dawn.
It was still early, she had breakfast, hummed a song and watered all the green plants at home before going out.
When Liu Xia yawned and met Qi Nian, it was still early.
She squinted, looked at Qi Nian who was walking briskly in the distance, and muttered, "Didn't this guy just fall asleep in the early hours of the morning? He's in such good spirits?"
When we got to the classroom, many people had already come.
Perhaps it was because they were used to Professor Ji's attractiveness, and strange faces would join in every day. Their performance was not surprising at all. They just looked up and continued to read the book without concern.
Liu Xia waved to Qi Nian and sat in the middle of the third row.
She took off the bag that was originally on her shoulders, put it on the seat beside her, and helped Li Yue occupy the seat.
"After Mr. Ji's lectures, the unrelated people who come here are basically for Professor Ji's sake. I won't say more about those who have bad intentions like you, and some are really for Mr. Ji's class. Yes, such as the group of academic masters in the back who forget to eat and sleep."
What's wrong with... like her
Qi Nian pointed to his nose and asked, "Is it so obvious that I have evil intentions?"
Liu Xia sneered, raised his hand to support his chin, and smiled eloquently, "Xiao Qinian, your intentions are almost engraved on your face, what do you think?"
Qi Nian touched his face and looked terrified.
"Stop pretending, it's too fake." Liu Xia smiled and took out the book from her bag, because she stayed up all night to write her thesis, and her spirit was a little weak today, "Those girls outside the hospital envy our Institute of Biochemistry every day, but they How do you know, we are tempered by Professor Ji every day, and each one of us is about to become a cucumber."
When the words fell, seeing Qi Nian's longing expression, she suddenly lost the desire to talk...
The friendly army has been assimilated by the enemy, and there is no common language.
The popularity of Ji Yanxin can only be known after seeing it with his own eyes.
There is still some time left before class, and the whole classroom is already full of people.
As soon as the class bell rang, Ji Yanxin walked into the classroom. With a book in his hand, his slender fingers clasped at the spine of the book, he walked to the podium.
Eyes without any extra emotions swept around the classroom, it seemed that it was not surprising that so many people came to the class this time.
Only in regular classrooms can he condone so many people.
There is no name, just cut to the topic.
Qi Nian propped his head up and watched him write a topic, and asked curiously, "Don't Teacher Ji call names?"
Taking advantage of Ji Yanxin's turn to write on the blackboard, Liu Xia quietly took a few bites of the bread that Li Yue brought, and after she swallowed it hard, she replied in a low voice, "Except for the first time in class, after we got to know each other by name, we never called again. ."
嘤嘤嘤, Qi Nian was so envious that he wanted to cry...
It's not like her teacher, who has to be called every class, and has to jump to the seat if she is late.
But her class is always the first session in the morning, and no one like Qi Nian, a nocturnal night owl, has been spared by her teacher.
"I didn't name it because Teacher Ji remembered it." Liu Xia gritted his teeth, "How do you think our attendance rate came from?"
Qi Nian still feels so envious...
Can be remembered!
Qi Nian always thought that Ji Yanxin might be so calm in class and abide by the rules, but unexpectedly, even though his class involved a lot of professional knowledge, Qi Nian still understood half of it.
The class was so quiet that only his soothing voice was low and even at a steady pace. At first, it was like tea leaves floating in boiling water, but as it went on, it was like the melted tea, which was light and gentle.
Under the influence of such a teaching attitude, Ji Yanxin's class is always very quiet, girls admire his magnetic voice and his face, boys try to remember the key points, there is one exception, that is Qi Nian—
Qi Nian's left brain has been underdeveloped since she was a child, especially in science. Once computing is involved, she will stop working.
Undoubtedly, a major like biochemistry needs to master basic theoretical knowledge such as mathematics, physics, and computers, as well as chemistry, microbiology, cell biology and other disciplines, and strengthen cross-application. She doesn't think she can penetrate much. …
So, she just pretended to take notes very seriously and drew on the notebook.
Either jot down the schematics he drew, or scribble it yourself.
At this moment, in the quiet classroom, apart from his hoarse voice, it was the sound of the nib of the pen rubbing against the page.
Qi Nian is hooking a pen to fill in the colors, drawing shadows.
It depicts a young man standing on a podium, holding a book in one hand, narrowing his eyes slightly, those eyes are deep and cold, bottomless. Under the straight bridge of the nose, the lips were outlined with some firmness by the edge of the pen, warm and light.
Qi Nian stared at this ninety percent-like portrait, frowned and thought for a long time, but he always felt that something was wrong. He was thinking of observing it again, and just raised his eyes to meet Ji Yanxin's gaze.
After listening to several classes, Qi Nian has basically figured out the meaning of every look in his eyes.
At this glance, Wei Ning's eyes directly saw Qi Nian's heart thump, as if sinking into the water, maintaining the trend of falling... It was not until he staggered his gaze that she touched her heart and let out a deep breath.
It seems that doing so can make the depression of the past few days dissipate.
But in fact, no.
Apart from having dinner that day, after Ji Yanxin took her home, Qi Nian never had any communication with Ji Yanxin.
Liu Xia said that he has been busy recently and leaves the classroom every time he finishes class.
After all, Qi Nian is not his student. Like Liu Xia, there are no sufficient reasons to ask him questions... She can't even ask questions.
The only gain is probably to change it into comic form based on the schematic diagram he drew.
That is to say, in the comic series on Weibo, Qi Zai Da has been staring at the male protagonist with her chin up for several days.
She lowered her head and pursed her lips lightly, her fingertips holding the pen pressed slightly, drawing shadows a little depressingly, with such force that the paper was soaked with ink, soft and fragile enough to shatter at any time.
And this time-
Between the lines of sight, a hand suddenly stretched out and easily pulled out her notebook from under her hand.
Ji Yanxin watched her raise her head in astonishment, her eyes fell on the paper, and stayed for about three seconds.
Obviously, he had discovered what Qi Nian had just painted... it was him.
Qi Nian watched as his eyes darkened, his whole body became cold, and before he had time to shiver, Ji Yanxin had already put away his notebook, his slender fingers bent slightly, and tapped on her desktop as a warning.
He didn't say anything, just confiscated her notebook
Qi Nian watched him turn around and walk back to the podium, the slender back, recalling his slightly changed expression just now, suddenly blushed.
Liu Xia turned his head to look at her inexplicably, and asked with his eyes, "What's going on?"
Before Qi Nian could answer, Ji Yanxin, who had just returned to the podium, just said, "Qi Nian, come to the office with me after class."
... As the first person from the outer court who was called by name and asked to go to Ji Yanxin's office, Qi Nian successfully cooked himself in the limelight.
It's Friday afternoon and school is over.
In the autumn of City Z, the days are getting shorter and shorter. Often just after five o'clock, the sky gradually darkens at a speed visible to the naked eye.
When a student asked a question in the classroom just now, Ji Yanxin stayed behind to guide him, delaying some time.
It's just past five o'clock, and although the sky hasn't completely gone down yet, it's already gloomy.
Just as Professor Shen was about to close the door and go home, before he took a few steps out of the corridor, he saw Ji Yanxin coming up the stairs.
Behind him was an extraordinarily familiar girl, with her head half down, listless, typical of being invited to tea by a teacher after doing something wrong.
Ji Yanxin also saw him, and when he was about to walk in front of him, he stopped, nodded and said, "Professor Shen."
Qi Nian, who stopped with him, suddenly raised his head and looked at Professor Shen with a somewhat playful look, and the heat on his face that didn't take a long time to subside has a tendency to come up again.
"Professor Shen."
An underwhelming voice.
Professor Shen's memory is not very good. He couldn't remember who Qi Nian was, but he felt a little familiar, and... so familiar that he felt that he had to remember, "Isn't it... the Qi Nian who had dinner together last time?"
Thinking of the name, all the memories came back in an instant.
Professor Shen habitually laughed twice and joked: "What's wrong? You're not a major in ancient literature, why did you come here?"
Ji Yanxin's expression didn't change, he replied, "I shouldn't need to report everything to you, right?"
Professor Shen suddenly stared, "Hey, you kid..."
Before he finished speaking, he obviously found that the other party didn't buy his account at all. Professor Shen snorted lightly and explained angrily: "It's getting dark early now, don't stay for too long as an international student."
Ji Yanxin gave a "hmm" and waited for Professor Shen to leave, then looked back at Qi Nian, "Going home today?"
The twilight was reflected in his eyes, and the magnificent colors seemed to soften his former coldness, a little bit... but only a little bit.
Qi Nian nodded and said, "Well... I'm going home for dinner tonight."
Ji Yanxin didn't say anything and walked into the office.
Qi Nian followed closely.
The computer on the table was not turned off, and the white light on the computer screen was reflected on the table, becoming the only bright light in this twilight.
He didn't even think about turning on the light. He sat behind the table, pointed to the chair beside him, and said, "Sit down."
That voice was the hoarse voice after class.
"Now, how much do you know about the Institute of Biochemistry?"
As soon as Qi Nian sat down, he threw a question. She looked at him uneasily, "I understand the basics, principles, and theories."
Ji Yanxin rested his elbows on the armrests, rubbed his forehead with his fingers twice, and then asked, "Then did you retreat in spite of the difficulty, or do you think it's enough?"
The topic that was suddenly thrown made Qi Nian stunned for a while, and then he realized that what he said was—she drew about him on the notebook in class.
"Or... you're more interested in me myself."
Qi Nian was startled, and almost instantly cast his eyes on him.
In the gloomy twilight, his beautiful eyes were even more dark and bright, with a little scrutiny, a little exploration, and looked at her quietly.
It was all Qi Nian's emotions that he couldn't resist, and there was no trace of kindness.
The difference between Ji Yanxin and others is that his eyes are brighter than usual in the dark environment.
It's the kind of light like a bonfire in the forest. It's just a small handful, but it can light up the candle in your heart.
Qi Nian lowered his head in a panic, and unconsciously folded the skirt on his knees with both hands, "I..."
My interest in you... is indeed greater.
But in this case, this sentence seems very frivolous.
Qi Nian shook his head, wanting to cry a little bit. Even if he lowered his head, he noticed that his eyes hadn't moved away.
The long silence made Ji Yanxin gradually lose his patience, "Huh?"
Qi Nian shook his head again, "I... I don't know what the teacher means."
Ji Yanxin seemed to chuckle, and his tone was a little cold: "Ancient literature majors, is that only the comprehension ability?"
The wind blowing in from the window made her neck chill.
She raised her head and looked at him for a long time before she gathered up her courage and said confidently, "I refuse to answer."
This topic started out a little weird...
Ji Yanxin's answer did not surprise Ji Yanxin. He glanced at her more and turned off the computer.
The screen suddenly brightened and then dimmed in an instant.
All the light sources in the office condensed into the last twilight outside the window.
In a brief silence, he got up to pour water. Probably because he didn't find the teacup, he simply squatted down and took out a disposable paper cup from the cabinet under the water dispenser. Thinking of something, he turned to look at her, "Would you like to drink water?"
Qi Nian shook his head.
I can't drink, I'm scared.
In the sound of the water dispenser, he said, "Better not."
Qi Nian tangled his fingers and looked up at him.
He took a sip of water while holding the paper cup, looked at her, and his voice moistened by the water became much clearer: "If it wasn't what I thought, I would be less troubled, understand?"
Qi Nian pretended to be stupid.
However, I felt guilty for a while. It was a beautiful thing to like someone, but why did I feel guilty when I came to her...
Can't seem to blame her
After all, the place of the conversation was nowhere else, it was Ji Yanxin's office...
Everyone should be stressed, right? What's more, it was Qi Nian who had a bad heart.
Especially... He was so blunt that it was trouble.
Holding the paper cup, Ji Yanxin sat down on the chair again.
Seeing the girl in front of her with her head lowered, looking like she was hit, she finally regained a little conscience... Did he say something ugly
After pondering for a moment, Ji Yanxin withdrew his gaze, and he threw the paper cup into the trash can.
Glancing at the sky, he opened the drawer of his desk to find the car key. The black key slipped on his fingertips and was put into his palm, "I'll take it to you on the way."
When he got into the car, Qi Nian obediently fastened his seat belt.
Quietly, without making a sound.
All the way out of the school gate, into the mainstream lane.
After several red lights in succession, he stopped, and his eyes were still on the indicator light not far away, when he heard her ask cautiously: "Mr. Ji, have you recently... have any plans to make a girlfriend?"
After asking, Qi Nian almost bit his tongue regretfully... Is it appropriate to ask such a question now! Does it fit! Does it fit!
Ji Yanxin released his hand on the steering wheel, glanced at her sideways, raised his eyebrows and replied, "I refuse to answer."
Qi Nian: "..." He actually learned to speak like her!
She puffed out her face, wrinkled her nose slightly, and shrank into the seat, her whole person was clearly displeased.
Unexpectedly, Ji Yanxin wanted to laugh.
He leaned forward and flipped the audio switch on the console.
In the radio station, the anchor's exaggerated laughter came, he couldn't help it, and he also hooked the corner of his lips.
Because of the sudden and direct attack on Friday, Qi Nian's Saturday was very listless.
The snacks made by Qi's mother, she has no appetite to eat. A good friend called and asked her to go shopping, but she had no interest.
As a military advisor and undercover agent, Liu Xia expressed great importance and concern for this.
After laughing at him for half an hour, he finally became serious, "That Qi Nian... cheer up, this time it wasn't directly rejected. What's the point of falling down? It's too early for you to be sad."
Qi Nian grabbed the ear of the alpaca's pillow and said weakly, "That's also a rejection... How can I show my deep affection without being decadent?"
Liu Xia: "..." He was speechless.
After chatting for a long time, Liu Xia said "hey" and threw out the information that has been inquired for a long time: "Tomorrow afternoon, there will be an art exhibition at the Senxia Art Museum in the city center. Would you like to come with me?"
Qi Nian shook his head and said, "Don't go, heal at home."
Liu Xia gave a "ha", "I haven't finished speaking yet... Professor Ji is also going, are you going?"
"I go!"
Mother Qi, who was passing by the door of Qi Nian's room, knocked on the door and criticized with disapproval: "Qi Nian, don't swear."
In the schadenfreude laughter on the other end of the phone, Qi Nian obediently admitted his mistake: "...Oh, I see."
Hanging up the phone, Liu Xia took the apple that Li Yue had peeled and sighed faintly as he watched Li Yue's more and more superb apple peeling skills.
Li Yue was going to stare at the experiment later, and turned to look at her while washing his hands, "What's wrong?"
Liu Xia took a bite of the apple, and the crispy pulp was crushed. She chewed it, but she didn't know the taste, "I'm worried about Qi Nian, you can eat the apple."
Li Yue glanced at Liu Xia with inexplicable eyes, took a bite of the apple in the hand she handed over, and then asked, "It's not because we are her inner counselor, Qi Nian is the first to enter the Biochemical Institute. Yes, what's there to worry about?"
"I finally have something to worry about. You said that if Qi Nian was hit so many times by Teacher Ji... I, the matchmaker, didn't have to be demolished halfway."
Moreover, the current situation, no matter how you look at it, is a dead end.
Professor Ji's "Flower of High Mountains" is not easy to bend.
Li Yue laughed, not worried at all, "You forgot how I caught you?"
Liu Xia is speechless…
Compared to Liu Xia's warm wind, Qi Nian's room was as fierce as a battlefield.
The door of the wardrobe was wide open, and the clothes were spread over the whole bed.
Qi Nian is frowning and drawing on himself piece by piece.
It's not that the color is not good, it's that the style is not new enough.
Otherwise, how can I say that there is always one less piece of clothing in a woman's wardrobe, and no piece of clothing is normal when you put it on, why doesn't it look right now
Most of Qi Nian's clothes are kept in the small apartment rented near the school, and the inventory at home is not too much.
Originally, Qi Nian would go back to the apartment every week before returning home. Whether it was a long vacation or a weekend, he would always pack a small bag of clothes before going home.
But this time... Because Ji Yanxin dropped her off on the way, how dare she ask to stop downstairs first, but she didn't bring anything and went home empty-handed...
oh no...
Does she seem to have forgotten something? !
Qi Nian's mind was blurred, and he froze by the bed.
In class on Friday, in addition to her notebook, she also brought a bag with keys, a wallet and other odds and ends.
But... what about the bag!
Qi Nian tried hard to recall it.
On the way to Ji Yanxin's office, she still took with her...
later…
ten minutes later.
Qi Nian stretched out his toes and drew circles on the floor tiles of the balcony. The mobile phone beside his ear was beeping busy, waiting to be connected.
The wind on the balcony was a bit strong, but it was just right, and it could dissipate Qi Nian's heat.
Qi Nian couldn't help feeling dizzy ever since he found out that his bag should have fallen on Ji Yanxin.
In a trance, the busy tone that had been ringing regularly was cut off and the phone was picked up.
Qi Nian's heartbeat skipped a beat, and she focused her ears, waiting for the low and moist male voice to sound from the other end.
"Hello, hello." A crisp female voice with sweetness, "Which one are you looking for?"
Qi Nian's warm little heart was suddenly half cold, and when the cool autumn wind blew it, it shattered to the ground, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on her head, and she shivered from head to toe.
"Hello?" The other end lowered his voice and confirmed it with some doubts, "Which one are you looking for?"
Qi Nianqiang cheered up, but opened his mouth, but his voice lacked confidence: "Hello, I'm looking for...Professor Ji."
"Oh, wait a moment." The soft female voice paused for a while, followed by the footsteps of slippers stepping on the wooden floor.
Qi Nian's breathing gradually tightened with the sound of the footsteps.
Until that end, there was a lazy male voice who seemed to have just been woken up: "Who?"
"do not know."
The phone should be changed hands. After a brief silence, Ji Yanxin's voice became clear: "I'm Ji Yanxin."
"That..." Qi Nian clenched his hand on the phone, "Mr. Ji, I'm Qi Nian..."
"Qibao." He paused in a calm voice, stood up, and answered the phone in another place.
Qi Nian was holding the phone and suddenly felt a little helpless.
Just when she was hesitating whether to hang up or not to pretend that she had never made the call, he seemed to have dealt with the situation over there, "Qi Nian?"
At this time, Qi Nian was only glad that he heard it just now, otherwise, if she asked her to say it again, she would probably hang up the phone.
"Well, Mr. Ji." Qi Nian called him sullenly, "My bag seems to have fallen on yours."
Ji Yanxin glanced at Qibao who was standing against the wall and... Qi Nian's bag next to Qibao was bitten a few times by it, and pinched his brows with a headache.
"Well, here I am."
Qi Nian made an "oh" and said nothing.
"Qi Nian..." he said, a little helpless, "Is there any dog food in the bag this time?"
Qi Nian scratched his toes on the floor tiles for a while, and with an "ah" sounded, he asked inexplicably, "What... dog food?"
Ji Yanxin opened the curtains and looked at the bustling street scene outside the floor-to-ceiling window. The neon lights in his eyes rendered countless spots of light. In this flickering light, he turned his back and said, "Well, dog food."
There was a slightly apologetic tone in his clear and low voice.
Qi Nian's brain, which had been blown by the wind, finally turned around and opened his mouth in surprise, "Qibao...and..."
"sorry, I… "
"Wait!" Qi Nian interrupted him, rubbing the tip of his nose that was blown by the wind, "That, Teacher Ji... You didn't beat Qibao, did you?"
Hanging up the phone, Qi Nian held the phone to his chest.
The fuselage was a little hot, and she covered it in her palms, so warm that her limbs and bones seemed to have their meridians opened.
After a long time, she burst out laughing, rushed back to the room a few times, fell on the bed and rolled back and forth a few times.
Ji Yanxin looked at the unfamiliar number on the phone for a long time, and waited for the screen to go dark, then he threw the phone on the desk.
The voice, neither light nor heavy, made Qibao, who was gradually lying on the ground, straighten his sitting position immediately, his head lowered, and he made an appearance of serious reflection.
Ji Qiu eavesdropped outside the door for a long time. He couldn't bear it any longer. He quietly stuck out half of his head and looked at Ji Yanxin who was standing by the window.
Ji Yanxin turned to look at Ji Qiu, "Come in."
There was no emotional ups and downs in the voice, and it was vaguely low. Ji Qiu quickly restrained the expression on his face, "Oh", and walked in obediently.
Qibao flicked his tail and silently welcomed him.
After Ji Yanxin sat back at the desk, his slender fingers tapped gently on the desk twice, until Ji Qiu's head drooped lower and lower before he stopped.
"Is the homework done?" he asked.
Ji Qiu nodded honestly and handed over the homework behind him, "It's all written, please take a look at it, cousin."
Ji Yanxin took it over and frowned calmly when he saw her ill-formed handwriting.
Ji Qiu is the daughter of Ji Yanxin's uncle and the only girl in the Ji family.
Because of family reasons, Ji Qiu has been with Mr. Ji since he was a child, from elementary school to the second year of high school, and has not yet stepped out of Z city.
After Ji Yanxin returned to China, Mr. Ji sent Ji Qiu to him on Friday so that Ji Qiu could go to the remedial class on Saturday.
According to Mr. Ji's original words: "This girl has already raised her skin by my side, and only you in the family can hold her down, teach her well, at least she has to be admitted to the university."
Ji Qiu didn't say anything when he saw Ji Yanxin, but the frown became tighter and tighter, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat, "Have I done a lot of mistakes?"
Ji Yanxin took the pen and marked the place she made a mistake, swept it quickly, and handed her the workbook.
Ji Qiu let out an "oh", turned around and saw Qibao looking at her pitifully, then turned his head and asked, "How long will Qibao be punished?"
Ji Yanxin followed his eyes and drooping ears to look at his Qibao, followed the spine of the book to pick up the book he had just seen half-folded on the table, and said lightly, "It's still early."
Ji Qiu sympathetically glanced at Qibao, and then glanced at the bag next to Qibao that had been gnawed several times and could no longer be used. He pleaded softly, "Qibao has always been so sensible, you think it's a first-time offender..."
Ji Yanxin interrupted before the word "up" was finished, "It's not the first offense."
Turns out there was a case.
Ji Qiu murmured, rolled his eyes, and looked sly, "Is that call just now the victim?"
Ji Yanxin's patience had run out, so he glanced at her slowly, "Do you want to stand up too?"
Ji Qiu quickly shook his head like a rattle, "Then I'll go out first."
"Wait." Ji Yanxin quickly snapped the cap on the pen, put the pen back into the pen holder, looked at her, and reminded, "Someone is coming tomorrow morning, and when the time is up, go to the tutoring class by yourself."
Ji Qiu nodded obediently, indicating that he understood.
"Also," Ji Yanxin took a sip of water and explained slowly, "I won't be here for the next half month, I'm going abroad."
Ji Qiu pointed at Qibao and asked, "What about Qibao, let Grandpa take it back?"
In his life, Mr. Ji disliked such long-haired creatures the most, and especially liked coquettish and clingy creatures. If Ji Yanxin was here, he would be fine, and he would really give Qibao to him...
"Don't worry about it." Ji Yanxin replied.
After Qi Nian rolled around on the bed, he almost didn't have enough time to roll off the edge of the bed, and finally grabbed the sheet tightly before crawling back again.
After such a roll, because the surprise of going to Ji Yanxin's house tomorrow morning finally cooled down a bit.
Qi Nian calmed down, a donkey rolled and sat up—
etc!
Who is that girl who answered the phone just now
Ji Yanxin's home is not far, only a few subway stops away.
Qi Nian got up early and brought a sufficient amount of breakfast by the way.
Ji Yanxin's specific address had been sent by text message last night. Qi Nian got off the subway. Although he stumbled along the way, he arrived without any risk under the guidance of the mobile phone navigation.
Standing at the door of Ji Yanxin's house, Qi Nian still couldn't believe that he was about to... enter the hall!
The faint excitement and shyness made Qi Nian rub her ears and let the heat dissipate in the corridor for a while, then she mustered up her courage and rang the doorbell.
It was Ji Qiu who came to open the door. She got up late and was still brushing her teeth in the bathroom. When she heard the doorbell, she rushed out to open the door with her toothbrush in hand.
As soon as the door opened, Ji Qiu was stunned when he saw the girl standing outside the door, and greeted warmly with a mouthful of foam: "Hello."
Qi Nian glanced at the house number hesitantly, "Hello... Excuse me, is this Teacher Ji's house?"
Before Ji Qiu nodded, she squeezed a furry head from her feet, and then her body...
Qibao, who was obviously well-fed, nimbly emerged from Ji Qiu's feet, grinned and exhaled, and happily circled around Qi Nian.
Qi Nian was frightened once by Qibao's sudden pounce in the parking lot of the terminal building, but this time, he raised his hand a little stiffly to let Qibao smell it.
Confirming that Qi Nian was an acquaintance, Qi Bao licked Qi Nian's ankle, wagging his tail like a fan.
Naha's voice became louder, and he enthusiastically raised a paw and patted Qi Nian's calf.
Ji Qiu was almost unable to hold the foam in his mouth, so he welcomed the person in and hurried back to the bathroom.
After brushing his teeth quickly, Ji Qiuyin came out, "Cousin seems to be in the study, I'll go and call, you sit down first."
Qi Nian nodded, just sat down, and almost bounced up again!
Tang, cousin
This is Ji Yanxin's... cousin? !
Before he recovered from the news, he heard the innocent voice of Ji Yanxin's cousin behind him: "Cousin, your girlfriend is here."
Qi Nian couldn't sit still, bounced off the sofa and turned to look behind him.
A few steps away, Ji Yanxin was standing at the door of the room wearing loose and casual home clothes. He had just taken a shower, his hair was wet and dripping with water, and he was wiping his hair with a towel in his hand.
Hearing Ji Qiu's words, he was obviously startled, and looked up.
Behind him, there was a large swath of sunlight coming from the room, with the light on his back, and under the broken hair on his forehead, his eyes were particularly deep.
Qi Nian was scorched by Ji Yanxin's gaze, so he involuntarily looked away, pretending to look out the window.
"Not a girlfriend." Ji Yanxin put one hand on Ji Qiu's head and patted it gently, with a little warning in his tone, "Don't talk nonsense, eh?"
The rising tail sound made Ji Qiu's heart tremble, and nodded obediently, but what he thought in his heart was—
Lie to children! Qibao even brought back his bag from his car, and said it was not his girlfriend... No, it will be soon!
Ji Qiu didn't have the guts to challenge Ji Yanxin's authority. She looked back at Qi Nian and pointed to her room, "Then I'll go back to my room first."
Ji Yanxin nodded and walked towards the living room.
Ji Qiu, who had walked into the room and was about to close the door, saw this, then withdrew again and waved to Qi Nian with a smile.
The unsuspecting Qi Nian was amused and laughed out loud.
When Ji Yanxin turned his head to look, Ji Qiu quickly restrained his expression and closed the door with a serious face. With that light sound, the whole world became quiet.
Only Ji Yanxin was left, Qi Nian didn't dare to look at him, cleared his throat, and handed him the breakfast she brought, "Mr. Ji, I brought breakfast along the way."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qibao, who was lying at Qi Nian's feet, suddenly stood up, stretched his front paws forward, raised his buttocks and twisted, stretched his waist, and then stuck his tongue out, staring at him covetously. Qi Nian wagged his tail with the breakfast in his hand.
That pose was so cute that Qi Nian's liver trembled.
Ji Yanxin looked at her, and saw how she curled the corners of her lips, quietly looking at Qibao, the light in her eyes softened, and took it, "I've eaten it."
Qi Nian gave a "hey" and looked at him.
"But Ji Qiu hasn't eaten yet." He sat down on the sofa, and the towel to dry his hair was placed on the table by him.
"I put the contents of the bag together." Ji Yanxin leaned over and took out a storage box from the table and the bag that was bitten beyond recognition by Qibao - her bag.
"I was careless..." Qi Nian bit her lip. "Otherwise, the bag would not have been dropped. Don't blame Qibao."
Qi Bao, who had been punished to stand all night, canceled the snacks, toys, and caresses, whimpered, and the whole dog was stuck to the floor, only raising his eyes to look at Qi Nian.
... actually gave Qi Nian a feeling of grievance.
She suppressed the smile to her lips and put away the scattered items in the storage box.
"Sit here for a while, and we'll go out later." Ji Yanxin didn't explain anything, he just raised his wrist and looked at the time, "It will take about forty minutes."
Qi Nian nodded, indicating that there was no problem.
As soon as he left, Qibao followed.
In the entire living room, Qi Nian was the only one left.
Fortunately, Ji Qiu soon came out for breakfast.
Seeing the breakfast brought by Qi Nian, he widened his eyes, "... This, so much?"
Qi Nian didn't know how much Ji Yanxin's appetite was, so when he bought it, he bought a few of various kinds. In addition to the Xiaolong Baozi for Qibao, the breakfast was plentiful... extraordinarily impressive.
No wonder, when Ji Yanxin took it, his expression was a little bit...
After breakfast, Ji Qiu is going out to the remedial class.
She was full all day today, until five o'clock in the afternoon. Mr. Ji picked her up and brought her home next Friday.
Before leaving, she wanted to leave Qi Nian's mobile phone number, saying that it was convenient for contact, so she hopped away with her schoolbag on her back.
Not long after Ji Qiu left, Ji Yanxin took the car keys and prepared to go out.
Qi Nian glanced at the time... It was only half an hour from the forty minutes he said.
Qi Nian vaguely guessed what he wanted to do, but when he saw him put a collar on Qibao and fasten the leash, he asked with some doubts, "Are Qibao going too?"
Ji Yanxin made a sound of "um", rubbed Qibao's head, and explained, "I'm going to the United States for half a month, and the flight is in the afternoon, so I'll take it to foster care now."
"Foster care?" Qi Nian glanced at Qibao.
It is wagging its tail in a storage bag containing its own dog food, toys and daily necessities, and can't wait to get out.
Going downstairs, Ji Yanxin first opened the rear door to let Qibao get in the car.
The pet store where Qibao is fostered is not far away, and the environment is not bad. It does not have the strong smell of ordinary pet stores. It is refreshing and even has a faint aroma of orange and lemon.
Ji Yanxin went to go through the formalities, and Qi Nian led Qibao to adapt to the environment.
This is not the first time that Qibao has been fostered in a pet store. The foster carer is very familiar with Qibao's situation. He took Qibao's leash and took Qibao to the place where he will live for the next half month.
Until this moment, really want to leave the master.
Only then did Qibao whimper in a low voice, but Qi Nian couldn't bear to hear the small voice.
Ji Yanxin squatted down, rubbed his slender fingers on its head, touched its chin again, and comforted: "Qibao, I'll pick you up when I get back."
That voice was soft and gentle that Qi Nian had never heard before.
Qibao stretched out his front paw and patted Ji Yanxin's hand. He held it in his palm, and reluctantly lowered his head to lick his fingers. After licking enough, he followed the foster care teacher away.
Qi Nian didn't know why, but suddenly felt a little sad.
After settling Qibao, Ji Yanxin took Qi Nian to the mall.
Although Qi Nian had expected it, when he and Ji Yanxin walked into the counter in the mall, his heart was still trembling.
"Can you not buy it..." Qi Nian asked weakly, staring at the price.
"I have no other contact information to give you." Ji Yanxin replied.
Qi Nian immediately fell silent, turned around with his fingers, and continued to pick...
She knew that the first meeting must have left a bad impression of "a prodigal son", so Ji Yanxin did not like her so much!
Qi Nian felt dizzy when he heard the recommendation of the shopping guide. When he turned his head, he saw Ji Yanxin embedded in the floor-to-ceiling mirror on the shelf.
He was sitting on the sofa for guests to rest, his right elbow resting on the armrest, and he was flipping through a magazine.
That relaxed posture looked extraordinarily lazy and comfortable.
As if aware of her gaze, Ji Yanxin raised his head and accurately captured Qi Nian's gaze through the mirror.
Looking at him, he stood up and walked towards her.
The sound of footsteps seemed to fall on Qi Nian's heart, step by step, the closer she got, the more she felt dull and suffocated.
She couldn't hear what the shopping guide was saying, and Ji Yanxin locked her eyes, so she could only watch him walk in front of him in a panic, so flustered that she didn't even know where to put her hands and feet.
"No suitable?" he asked.
Qi Nian nodded, "I always feel that the price is inflated..."
Ji Yanxin glanced at her, raised his hand and flipped through the price, "It's okay."
Qi Nian twisted his fingers and struggled for a while before asking, "Can you... change it? Although, I am true... I don't need compensation from Teacher Ji."
How could Qi Nian not understand the boundaries so clearly.
Ji Yanxin frowned, not looking at her patiently, "Another way?"
Qi Nian looked up at him, then lowered his head quickly, and asked in a low voice, "Can I... send you a message... the kind you will reply."
As soon as the voice fell, the whole world was quiet.