Qi Yue was packing his things in the classroom and preparing to go back to his dormitory when Qi Mingyu called.
"Hello?" Qi Yue picked up the phone and asked, "President, what's the matter?" He had finished escorting him at noon, and Qi Mingyu actually called him at this time, not knowing what was going on.
"Qi Yue, Aunt Liu has something to do at home today and needs to go home early. I also have something to do here and can't rush back. You can go to my house and take care of Mingfan." Qi Mingyu said on the other end of the phone.
Aunt Liu is the nanny of Qi Mingyu and Qi Mingfan. She took care of Qi Mingyu when he grew up and is now taking care of Qi Mingfan. Qi Mingyu trusts Aunt Liu very much, so he can safely leave Qi Mingfan to her care, not to mention that Qi Mingfan is young. It was Aunt Liu who took care of her when she was brought up, and she was no stranger to Aunt Liu at all.
When Qi Yue heard what Qi Mingyu said, he could only nod in agreement. Since there were no classes next, he packed up and went to Qi Mingyu's home.
When Aunt Liu saw him coming, she was ready to leave. The two of them had met many times and had talked together about how to take care of Qi Mingfan. In order to make Qi Mingfan more cheerful, Aunt Liu would quietly leave every time Qi Mingfan came over to let Qi Mingfan have more contact with others. Aunt Liu had a good impression of this handsome young man, and Qi Yue's care for Qi Mingfan was obviously effective, so Aunt Liu became more and more satisfied with the boy, so when Qi Yue came over, she could leave with peace of mind.
Qi Mingfan was sitting on the carpet drawing with a brush. When he saw Qi Yue come in, he immediately put down the brush, looked at Qi Yue, and then looked at his own painting.
Aunt Liu saw this and smiled and said, "Xiao Qi, Fanfan has fallen in love with painting. Maybe because he has seen the paintings you painted. He has been painting these past two days with the brushes and albums he found himself." Here, Aunt Liu smiled and approached Qi Yue, "It's just that this child doesn't know how to draw. Please teach him more when you have time."
Qi Yue smiled, nodded and said, "I understand, Aunt Liu."
"Okay, I'm leaving then." After Aunt Liu finished speaking, she said "care" to the two of them and left.
Qi Yue walked to Qi Mingfan and lowered his head to look at Qi Mingfan's paintings. Qi Mingfan raised his little head and looked at Qi Yue with a confused expression.
Qi Yue chuckled, then squatted down to lower his height. Qi Mingfan then looked at Qi Yue from a normal angle, moved his butt, and rubbed against Qi Yue.
The lines on the album are simple and immature, but it can be seen that the person holding the pen is very serious. At least there is an outline - the shape of a person.
Qi Yue rubbed Qi Mingfan's little head, picked up the pen, and taught Qi Mingfan how to draw stroke by stroke. Qi Mingfan leaned next to Qi Yue and listened very carefully.
Unknowingly, it was getting late. At this time, there was a sound of opening the door. Qi Yue thought it was Qi Mingyu who had come back, but he saw a middle-aged man and woman coming in.
The two people were very imposing and well-dressed, but their faces were expressionless, but both men and women had excellent looks.
Qi Yue and the two people looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes, and for a while, they didn't speak.
The woman frowned and glanced at Qi Yue with a somewhat dissatisfied expression, "Who are you?"
Qi Yue quickly stood up and explained the matter.
The woman's expression softened. At this time, the man had already sat on the sofa and said, "Call and ask Mingyu to come back." He lowered his head and glanced at the messy albums on the ground, and then looked at Qi Mingfan, "You... What did you learn?"
Qi Mingfan shrank and leaned against Qi Yue's legs, lowering his head and squeezing his little hands to play with them.
Qi Yue could guess that these two people might be the parents of Qi Mingyu and Qi Mingfan, but their attitudes...
But he was just a part-time worker. Although he felt sorry for Qi Mingfan, it was hard to say anything. Seeing the woman waving Qi Mingfan over, Qi Yue sighed in his heart and picked up the phone to call Qi Mingyu.
Then he was about to leave. It was not appropriate to stay here. However, Qi Mingfan, who had not listened to the woman and walked over, suddenly grabbed Qi Yue's pants and looked at Qi Yue with his little face raised. Qi Yue suddenly felt pitiful. No matter what, if they didn't say anything and let him go, he wouldn't leave yet.
The woman called Qi Mingfan twice and found that he didn't respond, so she stopped calling and sat on the sofa with the man waiting for Qi Mingyu to come back.
There was a moment of silence.
Until Qi Mingyu opened the door and walked in, calling "Dad, Mom."
Qi Yue was silent in his heart - it turns out they are really their parents.
Qi Mingyu frowned and looked at the two of them, "Why did you come here suddenly?"
Mother Qi put her hair away from her ears and said, "Of course I have something to do with you."
Qi's father glanced at Qi Mingyu and suddenly said, "I have long asked you to take Mingfan to see a psychiatrist and leave it to professionals to take care of him. This way he will recover quickly. Look at him now, he is still like this! "
Qi Yue reflexively covered Qi Mingfan's ears and looked up at Qi Mingyu. For a moment, he was a little stunned - he had never seen Qi Mingyu like this before. His face was obviously angry.
However, Qi Mingyu still suppressed his anger and ordered Qi Yue, "Bring Mingfan into his room."
"Yes." Qi Yue nodded and immediately carried Qi Mingfan into his room. After closing the door, Qi Yue could still hear the sounds outside, and he never put down his hand covering Qi Mingfan.
Listening to Qi Mingyu's words, Qi's father frowned, "What do you mean?"
Qi Mingyu suppressed his anger and said, "Dad, Mingfan is afraid of that kind of treatment. Hasn't he tried it before?"
"Is it because he is afraid that we won't treat him? With this method, when do you want Mingfan to recover?!" Father Qi said dissatisfied, "When he is older, he should go to school and let outsiders see him. What should others say about him like this? He is like this... "
"Why did Mingfan become like this!!!" Qi Mingyu interrupted Qi's father, "He was kidnapped for more than a month because of your enemies. He was only three years old at that time! But you were kidnapped at that time Where? You just leave it to the police to handle this matter. There is obviously a better way to get Mingfan back as soon as possible, but you... "
"Snapped!"
Qi Mingyu's face turned to one side. Qi's father retracted his hand and his face darkened, "Who taught you to talk to your parents like this!"
Qi Mingyu sneered, licked the corners of his mouth, and looked at Qi's father without fear. The things flickering inside made Qi's father feel dazed for a moment.
"Okay, Mingyu can do whatever he wants. He won't harm his biological brother." At this time, Qi's mother spoke calmly. She pulled Qi's father back and spoke to Qi Mingyu He said, "We came here today because we have something to tell you."
Qi Mingyu didn't respond, and Qi's mother didn't care either. She just thought he was suffering because of Qi's father's beating.
"Do you remember Shang Han? She is the sister you often played with when you were a child. She also said she wanted to marry you. Didn't she go abroad when she was a child? She has come back these two days and is going to your school. Please take good care of me. She, I asked, and they haven’t forgotten you, you..."
"What do you mean?" Qi Mingyu said coldly, "Let me take care of her? Oh, for no reason. It must be that her family has interests involved with you, so she wants me to..."
"Mingyu." Qi's mother said calmly, "Although the Shang family is not as good as our family, their development momentum is very strong, and their daughter is worthy of you. You and Shang Han are together, it is a strong marriage. "
Qi Mingyu looked at the family in front of him with indifferent eyes and said words at the corner of his mouth. He had heard such words many times. He should have stopped holding on to hope long ago, right
Qi Mingyu's hands were clenched tightly. He wanted to speak sarcastically or refute, but to what avail, he still couldn't make his own decisions in his life.
Seeing that Qi Mingyu didn't refute them, Qi's father and Qi's mother left with satisfaction. Before leaving, they didn't say they wanted to see Qi Mingfan.
The door opened.
Qi Yue led Qi Mingfan out and saw Qi Mingyu standing stiffly on the spot, clenching his fists and staring at the ground. He didn't know what he was thinking. When he saw Qi Yue coming out, he raised his head.
Qi Mingyu actually smiled at Qi Yue and said, "Thank you."
Qi Yue's heart suddenly lost its rhythm - it was the first time he saw Qi Mingyu like this, and he felt a little distressed.
Qi Mingyu seemed to have suddenly lost all his strength. He lay down on the sofa. He covered his eyes and said, "Can you stay and help me take care of Mingfan tonight? I really have no strength."
Qi Yue heard his own voice of agreement.
He carried Mingfan to Qi Mingyu, turned on the TV for him, played his favorite Sheep and Sheep cartoon, and then prepared to cook. Qi Yue paused, then turned back and said hesitantly to Qi Mingyu, "Mingfan painted you today, do you want to see it?"
Qi Mingyu let go of his hand on his eyes and looked at Qi Yue quietly.
"Uh... what's wrong?" Qi Yue scratched his head.
"No, it's nothing." Qi Mingyu stood up, "Where is the painting?"
Qi Yue hurriedly found all the paintings, then handed them to Qi Mingyu, and he ran into the kitchen to cook.
Qi Mingyu flipped through the pages one by one. At this time, a small body touched his arm. Qi Mingyu turned around and saw Qi Mingfan leaning against him and reading the album together. He smiled and held the album lower and looked at it together. got up.
At first, the front was full of childish and messy lines, and the human form could barely be seen. Qi Mingyu understood that this was drawn by his younger brother himself. When he looked through it later, he saw that some were drawn by Qi Yue, and some were learned from his younger brother. Stroke after stroke, they were very serious. Qi Mingyu could imagine two people, one big and one small, lying on the carpet, one teaching seriously and the other studying seriously.
Qi Mingyu's eyes softened, and the sound of Qi Yue cooking came from the kitchen. I don't know why, but this sound made him relax and feel more at ease. His irritability gradually faded away, and Qi Mingyu let out a sigh of relief. He spoke softly and touched his brother's soft hair. He was suddenly extremely glad that he was able to find Qi Yue to accompany Mingfan.