Qi Yan opened the door and said to Cen Baihe on the other end of the phone, "I've already entered the house."
Putting on comfortable slippers, he threw himself onto the soft sofa, then lay down and didn't want to move again: "There was someone else in the elevator just now, so I can't say anything else. Besides your appetite has improved recently, Has your sleep improved?"
As far as he knew, a person with the right constitution like Cen Baihe should not get much sleep.
Cen Baihe squinted to see the afterglow of the sunset gradually dim, and the corners of his mouth curled up again: "I haven't experienced insomnia in the last few days." Only those who have experienced the pain of insomnia know how rare it is to have a good night's sleep.
He didn't tell Qi Yan that he had symptoms of insomnia, but the other party seemed to know everything, and he took the initiative to ask.
Is this how friends get along
"That's good," Qi Yan felt relieved, "I'll draw you a soothing charm for the past two days. If you press it under the pillow, it will also help you sleep."
"Okay, I'll come to find you tomorrow." Cen Baihe thought that he hadn't been to Qi Yan's house yet, and he had some expectations for tomorrow's meeting.
"Okay." Qi Yan stretched out his arm and had enough of a biscuit on the coffee table. When he was about to throw it into his mouth, he remembered that he was still on the phone with Cen Baihe, and put the biscuit back.
"Then we'll see you tomorrow." Cen Baihe hung up the phone and smiled helplessly at the dimmed phone screen.
Brother Cen, who was standing downstairs, raised his wrist and looked at the time. His younger brother had been on the phone with someone for more than ten minutes, and it was not related to work. This made his brother feel very surprised.
"Bai He," Brother Cen waved to his younger brother, "I'm down for dinner."
In the past few days, Bai He's appetite has been exceptionally good. Even the family doctor said that his health was slowly improving, so the whole family became happy. I can't wait for Bai He's appetite to be so good forever, and his family will be at ease with his long life.
Only then did Cen Baihe realize that his eldest brother was downstairs, he nodded to his eldest brother, put his mobile phone on the bedside, and then walked downstairs.
The Cen family had a very hearty dinner today. Because the third brother Cen's family, who worked in other provinces, was transferred back to Beijing, they had a special family dinner. The husband and wife saw that the younger brother, who has always had a bad appetite, actually ate a lot of food, and finally believed the elder brother's statement that "the younger brother is in much better health".
After dinner, Brother Cen found Cen Qiusheng with a happy face, "Dad, Bai He looks much better. Which hospital did he go to this time, and the effect is so good?"
Cen Qiusheng shook his head and did not answer the third son's question. He remembered very clearly that the day his son came out of the hospital, his complexion was still very ugly. But after returning from his ancestral house, he suddenly improved. After returning home wearing half-wet clothes a few days ago, the change was even greater. It was like... as if someone had changed his life against the sky.
Thinking of this, his eyelids trembled slightly. As a father, he loves his children very much, but the method of changing his life against the sky is really harmful. He was once moved, but he really couldn't do this kind of behavior that hurt so many people, just for the sake of his own child's life, so he let go of this thought.
There was nothing the hospital could do, and neither could the invited master. Just after he had given up hope, Bai He's body suddenly began to change. Could it be that God couldn't bear to see him send a white-haired man to a black-haired man, so that Bai He's body was changed. healthy
"What's wrong?" Third brother Cen saw that his father's face was not quite right, and the elder brother also sat beside him in silence, "Is this not related to the hospital?"
He suddenly remembered that the second sister had mentioned to him some time ago that his father had invited several masters to the ancestral house to see Feng Shui. Although he didn't believe it, he didn't object. Perhaps in his heart, he also hopes that a miracle will happen to Bai He, so that he will abandon the materialism he has always been, and turn a blind eye to everything his father has done.
"Chang Gu, I remember that on the day I saw the ancestral house, it was you who accompanied Master Qi the whole time," Cen Qiusheng said suddenly, "Did Master Qi do anything special at that time?"
He knew more about the other four masters, and they said that if there is no way to solve it, there must be no other way. The only thing he didn't understand very well was Master Qi. Although this Master Qi was young, he didn't seem like an ordinary person because his eyes were so bright that he didn't dare to look directly at him. too long.
"It doesn't seem to be anything special. I accompanied him to the mountain that day to see the trend of the mountains behind the ancestral house, and he came down." Brother Cen, also known as Cen Changgu, shook his head, and then he added, "But we are going to go down the mountain. When I met Bo He, Master Qi asked... let Bo He stretch out his hand."
"Bai He, he agreed?" Cen Qiusheng was a little surprised. He remembered that his younger son was not interested in these Feng Shui doctrines, so he asked the master to visit the ancestral house and deliberately concealed it from him. Somehow, Bai He just came back from the hospital that day.
Brother Cen nodded: "Bai He's attitude towards Master Qi is gentle and polite, I don't see any rejection from him."
"Who is Master Qi?" Third Brother Cen looked at Cen Qiusheng suspiciously, "Dad, don't you mean that Master Qi cured Bai He?"
Although he does not believe in Feng Shui, he also knows the famous Feng Shui masters in the emperor. Where did this Master Qi come from, he has never heard of it.
Cen Qiusheng was silent for a long time: "It would be nice if that was the case."
If this Master Qi really has a solution, why did Master Qi say the same thing as the other masters when he asked? But if it wasn't him, who else could it be
But if it was Master Qi, what method did the other party use to change Bai He's life? He has lived for so many years, and he has seen and heard of the way to change his life, none of which need not hurt innocents.
"dad?"
Cen Qiusheng waved his hand: "I don't know about this either. I'll ask Bai He sometime." As a father, he hopes that his son will live a long life. But as the head of the Cen family, he also hoped that his son's health would not be built on the casualties of others.
Brother Cen and Brother Cen saw their father's tired faces, got up and left his father's room to let him have a good rest.
"Big brother, third brother," Cen Baihe walked out of the room and saw the two older brothers standing at the door of his father's room, "It's so late, you haven't gone to bed yet?"
"As soon as I got back, I just wanted to talk more with my dad and eldest brother," Third Brother Cen walked up to Cen Baihe with worry in his gentle eyes, "Are you losing sleep again?"
I don't know if it's because his eyesight is not very good recently, and Bai He's face seems to have some flesh.
"No, I've slept well recently," Cen Baihe turned a blind eye to the uncomfortable expressions of the two older brothers, "I'll just drink a glass of water, so don't stay up too long."
"Okay," third brother Cen added, looking at his younger brother's back, "don't drink too much water before going to bed."
"Um."
Brother Cen turned his head to look at his eldest brother, "Brother, Bai He's temperament is too cold, I always think it's better for young people to make some noise."
Brother Cen shrugged: "How about you try to persuade him?" Anyway, this younger brother has been like this since he was a child, and he no longer tries to change him.
Brother Cen:…
Lin Yu felt that although her health was not very good recently, her luck with her eyes was not bad. Going out for a run in the morning and returning home, she could meet a rare and beautiful man.
There is a kind of man who, even in a conservative white shirt and suit pants, becomes a walking hormone.
For example, the one in front of her, although every button is meticulously buttoned, and her hair is neatly groomed, it gives people a sense of abstinence. With a slightly pale face and graceful gestures, he is simply a model version of an elegant gentleman.
She saw that the strong man behind the super handsome man pressed floor 7, and he was standing there with a bag of breakfast, making her feel that she was not standing in the elevator, but in the resplendent palace. illusion.
"Miss, where are you going?" The strong man's voice was rough, but very polite.
Lin Yu was embarrassed to ask him to help him press the number of floors with a blushing face. She didn't know why, but she had an inexplicable intuition that this superbly handsome man was looking for the cute and handsome guy on the seventh floor. Maybe when the handsome guy was trapped in the elevator yesterday, he was also the good friend who kept the phone call with the handsome guy.
Realizing that he was actually thinking of a three-dimensional real person, Lin Yu pinched his face to make himself sober, and he couldn't do such a rude thing. The elevator quickly stopped on the sixth floor. After Lin Yu stepped out of the elevator, he glanced back reluctantly, but it was a pity that the superbly handsome man didn't look at her from beginning to end, he was simply indifferent.
After Qi Yan was awakened by the knock on the door, his first reaction was that the third child came to eat breakfast again. But when he got up from the bed and saw the purple air surging at the door, he knew who was coming.
Cen Baihe stood at the door and looked at the door of Qi Yan's house. There were Spring Festival couplets on the door. The Spring Festival couplets were based on simple red paper, and the words on them were handwritten, not printed. But no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like the place where the "Master" lives, it's more like an ordinary dwelling.
At this moment, the door opened, and Qi Yan, wearing pajamas and curly hair, stood at the door with sleepy eyes, and gave him a big smile: "Good morning."
"Morning." Seeing Qi Yan's smiling face, Cen Baihe felt that his mood instantly improved, "Have I disturbed your rest?"
"No, I usually get up around this time," Qi Yan put Cen Baihe's purchased breakfast on the table, bent down to find two pairs of slippers from the shoe cabinet, "You sit down and I'll wash your face."
Cen Baihe laughed, and after changing his slippers, he began to play with the breakfast he brought himself. The bodyguard saw that he was putting the tableware and chopsticks around, and his movements were unfamiliar.
"No." Cen Baihe set up his chopsticks and looked at the breakfast laid out on the table with a sense of satisfaction.
The bodyguard murmured to himself, Wu Shao usually did this, and now it is rare to make a breakfast by himself.
Qi Yan came out after washing his face and brushing his teeth. Seeing that Cen Baihe had already set up his breakfast, the fragrant corn porridge exuded a tempting aroma, he walked over to Cen Baihe and sat down, smiling and said, "Come here, why bother? Buy breakfast."
Even though he said so, his hand moved the chopsticks honestly.
Cen Baihe looked at Qi Yan's eyebrows and eyes, and the corners of his lips were also stained with a little warmth.
It turns out that really paying for a friend will make people feel so happy.