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Lu Ming did not return to the master bedroom.
With Zhao Chiqiu's drunk method, he couldn't get up before ninety o'clock. So, Lu Ming went out for a run, had breakfast, took a shower in the spare room, and shaved.
After he came out of the spare room, he saw Aunt Zhang coming over with a cup of hot tea and put it on the table: "Master Ji Er went back just now, and someone from his family came to pick him up."
Lu Ming nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.
Aunt Zhang pointed to some gift boxes in the living room, and said in a daze, "This is the Cordyceps and ginseng sent by Master Ji Er. It is said to be for Mr. Lu to nourish your body. He asked You remember to eat it every day, so do you need me to prepare a little every day?"
Lu Ming didn't think much about it, thinking it was a courtesy on the scene, he casually asked Aunt Zhang to clean it up: "No, put it away." He thought for a while, and then said, "You can give it to Chi Qiu, put it in the stew, He's lost weight recently."
Aunt Zhang nodded and went to do her own work. In the meantime, from the kitchen to the living room, she poked her head back and forth several times.
Lu Ming knew that she was observing whether Chi Qiu got up, so he said directly, "I'm resting at home today, and I'll tell you when Chi Qiu wakes up."
Then, Lu Ming took a sip of tea, put the tablet in his hand slowly, and asked Aunt Zhang: "What does Chi Qiu do when he is alone at home?"
"Ah?" Aunt Zhang didn't expect Lu Ming to ask such a question, because Lu Ming never cared about Chi Qiu's living habits when he was alone. She was stunned for a moment, and after a minute of dullness, she finally realized: "Mr. usually likes to sit on the sofa and listen to novels, and the ones he likes most should be suspenseful plots. Sometimes he plays, and I will listen to some .Um...or he just sits in the front yard drinking tea and chatting with me. Occasionally, he will spend an afternoon alone in the bedroom."
Lu Ming raised his eyes: "One afternoon?"
"Mister sometimes locks the door when he enters the bedroom, probably because he is afraid of being disturbed when he is resting. But Mr. Lu, don't worry, I will knock on the door every two hours to make sure that Mr. has nothing to do. will go away."
Chi Qiu is different from ordinary bosses. He has bad eyesight, and Aunt Zhang always needs to pay more attention to him.
Lu Ming understood, and he said calmly, "You don't know what he is doing in the bedroom." This sentence is not a question, but more like Lu Ming's self-question.
"Yes." Aunt Zhang was puzzled, but she didn't want to ask more questions.
Regardless of Aunt Zhang's confusion, Lu Ming continued to ask, "Is there a ticket to the art exhibition in Ji Yanchen's pocket?"
This question is like the eighteenth bend of a mountain road. One turn leads to another road, which makes Aunt Zhang confused. She replied twice: "Yes, I delivered it to Young Master Ji Er last night. Mr. Lu, what are you asking about..."
"Nothing, just ask." Lu Ming picked up the tea, took a sip, put it down and said, "Aunt Zhang, you don't need to tell Chi Qiu what I asked you. There's nothing else to do, thanks for your hard work."
He picked up the tablet again and put his mind back to his work.
At about ten o'clock, Chi Qiu woke up.
He rubbed his eyes with one hand, and touched the place around him with the other, and found that Lu Ming had woken up early. Chi Qiu looked around, and after making sure that Lu Ming was not there, he picked up his phone and checked the time.
"I've slept for so long..." Chi Qiu said to himself in disbelief.
Now, Chi Qiu's throat is hoarse, and he desperately wants to drink a glass of water to quench his thirst. He subconsciously reached out to get the water glass on the bedside table, but found that the water glass was not in the place where he always kept it, and it was placed on the storage table opposite the bed.
He didn't need to think about it, he knew it must have been left there after Lu Ming took care of him last night.
Chi Qiu got out of bed and walked to the storage table. Seeing that there was not much water in the glass, it was shallow. He raised his head and drank the remaining water in one gulp. The little liquid disappeared as soon as I sipped it in my mouth, completely failing to quench my thirst.
He wiped his face, but his head was still dizzy, and he got better after washing up.
Facing the mirror, Chi Qiu really couldn't remember his gaffe last night.
He only remembered that he seemed to hold Lu Ming and said a lot of words, but he was cut off and couldn't remember what he said.
For a while, his brain was in a mess, and he began to wash his face with cold water over and over again.
It wasn't until he saw the clothes and pants in the dirty clothes basket that he suddenly remembered that his ticket was still in his trouser pocket. Fortunately, Aunt Zhang hadn't had time to clean up the clothes in the laundry basket in the future, otherwise, he would definitely not be able to hide his going to the art exhibition!
Chi Qiu hurriedly searched for it, and the ticket was still in his trouser pocket, but Lu Ming didn't find it.
He breathed a sigh of relief, and hid the ticket in the drawer where he kept his computer, pressing it in the innermost position.
At this time, the bedroom door opened.
The person who came in was Lu Ming. He saw Chi Qiu standing in front of the drawer with a calm expression, as usual: "Are you awake?"
"Lu Ming." Chi Qiu said out of habit.
Lu Ming didn't approach, but stood at the door and said to him, "It's already ten o'clock, do you want to have breakfast, or just have lunch later."
"Lunch, let's have lunch."
Lu Ming glanced at the water glass on the storage table inadvertently. He didn't look too carefully. He quickly looked away, turned around and said, "Okay, I'll talk to Aunt Zhang."
"Lu Ming!" Chi Qiu stopped uncomfortably, stopped him, and asked falteringly, "Did I... say anything strange last night?"
Lu Ming answered truthfully: "No."
Chi Qiu carefully reconfirmed: "Is there really not?"
"You just asked me who 'Zhiyan' is."
Chi Qiu's heart skipped a beat, and before he could organize his answer, Lu Ming went on to say, "He was my classmate when I was studying abroad, and we didn't get along well." He took what Chi Qiu didn't listen to last night, Repeat it again, and tell me by the way, "If he comes to you, you must tell me. I will handle it, and you don't have to pay attention to him."
Seeing Lu Ming's completely unsurprised attitude, Chi Qiu was very confused, and he didn't even know what to answer.
"I… "
"Aunt Zhang told me this morning that Ji Yanchen had a ticket to his uncle's art exhibition in his trouser pocket." Lu Ming said calmly.
Chi Qiu took a deep breath and stopped in place, not daring to move.
Lu Ming said, "So, you met Xia Zhiyan at the art exhibition?"
"Xia Zhiyan... yes, but I don't know his surname is Xia, I heard my uncle call him Zhiyan." Chi Qiu's hands were unconsciously clenched together, which showed that he was very nervous at the moment, "Lu Ming, I... I I didn't mean to hide it from you."
Lu Ming paved the steps for him first: "I went to ask Ji Yanchen, and he said that he took you there by force."
Chi Qiu nodded hastily: "Yes! Yan Chen said he wanted to go very much, so he took me there. I didn't tell you because you said you didn't want to go to uncle's art exhibition. I was afraid that if I went, you would think I was making trouble .After all, after all, I can't see it. Going there is really adding to the chaos... "
It was probably because of the strong residual power of the alcohol, Chi Qiu spoke in a dissonant way: "Don't worry, I didn't cause trouble for uncle, and I didn't meet uncle either, he didn't know I was gone."
Hearing Chi Qiu's confusing explanation, Lu Ming frowned slightly: "That's not what I meant."
Chi Qiu squeezed his fingers and apologized hesitantly: "I'm sorry, I didn't tell you in advance."
Lu Ming always kept a distance from him.
Not long after, Lu Ming planned to end the conversation about the art exhibition. He said, "Your voice sounds very hoarse."
"Is it hard to hear? I just woke up and didn't drink a drop of water, so my throat is a bit dry." Chi Qiu cleared his throat and coughed twice with little force.
Lu Ming stepped forward and asked Chi Qiu to hold his arm, ready to take him out of the bedroom to eat something: "Aunt Zhang has prepared honey water, go drink some."
This time, he approached and clearly saw the water glass on the storage table, the water in it was gone.
This is a detail that Lu Ming never pays attention to. Perhaps, it has happened countless times. But only today did Lu Ming truly realize that Chi Qiu, like himself, was maintaining a lie.
His lie was marriage, and Chi Qiu's lie... If he guessed correctly, it should be the eyes.