When the two came out of the playground, Fang Mingzhi blushed and had swollen lips. He followed Liu Qi step by step, like a shy little daughter-in-law.
The young man was still wearing a man's coat, and every time he breathed between his nose, the scent of cedarwood smelled good on the other side.
Fang Mingzhi quietly shrank his head and buried his nose in his coat.
The two got into the car, Liu Qi leaned over to fasten the seat belt, and finally his eyes fell on the young man's glittering eyes, and he kissed gently.
Fang Mingzhi lowered his head shyly and did not dare to look at him, the seat belt on his chest was pulled into a ball.
"Are we together now?"
Fang Mingzhi lowered his head and did not speak. From Liu Qi's point of view, he could only see the slender, white neck outside the youth's collar.
"Mingming." The man said softly.
Fang Mingzhi shuddered, looked up at him slowly like a snail, and then quickly shrank back, his voice muffled: "I don't know."
Liu Qi had a momentary infarction.
The original warm atmosphere in the carriage vanished, Fang Mingzhi raised his head cautiously, only to see the man's injured look on his face.
He made a "crack" in his heart, and suddenly he was a little flustered, like a child who had done something wrong.
"Sorry, I… "
Liu Qi looked at the young man who was about to cry, and lowered his eyes to suppress all the bitterness.
"Don't say sorry." The man raised his hand and rubbed his head, comforting him softly.
"Teacher, are you angry?" Just when Liu Qi was about to withdraw his hand, Fang Mingzhi suddenly grabbed him.
Under the dim light, the young man's black and white eyes were wet, his eyelashes were trembling uneasily, and he just stared at him without blinking.
The two looked at each other silently, and the surroundings were silent.
The man's silence seemed to be an affirmative answer, and Fang Mingzhi became more and more uneasy and sad.
He was born in a wealthy family, but he never felt the joy of being with his parents. His childhood experiences created his sensitive and fragile heart. He longed for warmth and cherished everyone around him who was kind to him. He used to be Uncle Sun's mother, then Su Jinyu, and then...
"I'm sorry..." Fang Mingzhi drooped his shoulders and lowered his head as a puppy who fell into the water.
"No need to say sorry." After a long silence, Liu Qi sighed and took the person into his arms.
The young man's body stiffened for a moment, then relaxed.
"I'm not mad at you," Liu Qi felt the faint breath sprayed between his neck, and his voice had a soothing power, "I'm just a little sad, but only a little bit, because I obviously haven't liked it yet. Me, I feel a little frustrated with that."
Fang Mingzhi shook his head sharply, and Liu Qi patted his head gently like a child.
"I know you're still scared, but I'll stay with you until you come out completely."
Fang Mingzhi was so moved that he sniffed, Liu Qi looked at the light band not far away, his eyes were deep.
"Alright, I'm the teacher, and the teacher won't give anything to the students." Feeling that his clothes were being gently grabbed, Liu Qi raised the corner of his lips, "But obviously, the teacher has to charge tuition for the class. ."
Fang Mingzhi: "I can pay as much as I want."
The man shook his head, his voice still gentle, but there was a hint of danger that the young man did not notice.
"I don't want money."
Fang Mingzhi raised his head and looked at him with round eyes puzzled.
Liu Qi's thumb gently rubbed the two red and swollen lips, and the numbness spread all the way along the nerve endings to the heart.
The young man shivered slightly, and there was a strange emotion in his heart.
"I sacrifice my rest time to be Mingming's teacher. In exchange, Mingming has to fall in love with me earlier, okay?"
The man at this moment is like a bargaining businessman, striving to maximize his own interests and refusing to let himself suffer a little.
Fang Mingzhi blushed, not daring to look at the gaze that was about to drown him.
"I don't want to hate it, I want to like it, to like it with all my heart... I know it's a little difficult for me, I'll wait for you, but obviously, don't make me wait too long, okay?"
The young man said tremblingly, with affection he didn't even know in his voice: "Okay..."
The bright white light ripped through the black curtain, and then stopped steadily outside the villa. Liu Qi got out of the car and watched the young man enter the house. The lights belonging to his room turned on, and then he got in the car and turned to leave.
On the other side, Su Jinyu was giving Gu Peilang a foot massage as usual.
There was a rubber dummy in the corner of the bedroom, and acupuncture points were densely marked on the body.
This is what Su Jinyu brought back when he went to Grandpa Zhang's house today, along with a thick book of acupuncture and a bag of silver needles.
The man was sitting on the bed in silver pajamas, while Su Jinyu sat on the small bench and rolled up the sleeves of his white shirt, bowing his head to give him a massage.
"How do you feel?"
Su Jinyu looked up and asked him.
Gu Peilang shook his head slightly, but Su Jinyu didn't speak, and lowered his head to massage more seriously.
In the middle of the journey, the man got up and went to change the hot water, and the phone on the side suddenly rang.
Gu Peilang looked sideways, and the three words "Su Jianghai" on it jumped up and down.
He pursed his lips slightly, and the phone hung up automatically when no one answered.
Su Jinyu came back with the changed hot water, and the phone vibrated again.
He wiped the water on the towel and cut it off without hesitation.
When he saw that there was already a missed call, Su Jinyu subconsciously looked at the man on the bed.
The other party was looking down at the stock market price on the tablet in his hand with his head down and expressionless. He raised his head and looked at him after noticing his gaze.
"Aren't you going to pick it up?"
Su Jinyu smiled and threw the phone aside.
"It's definitely nothing good, it's wasting my time."
He continued to sit down to give him a massage, Gu Peilang looked down at his incomparably serious movements, and a bright color flashed in the dark as ink.
After the massage, Su Jinyu wiped the water droplets off the man's legs little by little, and then gently helped the man to put it into the quilt.
After a period of time, he has become familiar with doing these things.
Gu Peilang was lying on the bed, seeing that the lights should be turned off after all this was done, the person in the bed picked up the dummy in the corner and moved it to the sofa, then took out the silver needle in the cloth bag with the floor lamp beside him, while Carefully read the contents of the book, while following the instructions above to puncture the needle.
Under the soft light, half of the man's delicate and heroic facial features are hidden in the dark, and the other half is serious and focused, as if no one or anything should disturb him.