The faint morning sunlight penetrated into the bedroom through the gap in the undrawn curtains and fell right on the face of the sleeping person.
As if disturbed by something, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and his closed eyes slowly opened, with a lingering look of confusion from just waking up.
Qin Mingyuan looked at the familiar ceiling, raised his hand to press the bridge of his nose, but his eyes fell on the medical tape on the back of his hand.
He frowned and tried to tear it open. There were still red needle holes on the skin, obviously from an IV not long ago.
He sat up with a bit of confusion, and found that he was still wearing the shirt and trousers he wore to the dinner yesterday. The buttons were unbuttoned, and they looked a little messy after sleeping all night.
Qin Mingyuan raised his hand and smoothed his hair. He vaguely remembered that he was with Yun Pei last night and gave him the ring he had photographed.
Then, his head seemed to be dizzy and painful, and then he lost consciousness. The last scene in his memory was Yun Pei’s somewhat stunned face.
How did he come back
Qin Mingyuan really couldn't remember this, but Zhou Yang was with him last night, so it was likely that he sent him home and might have even asked a doctor to come over.
He stopped thinking about it and felt that the obvious discomfort in his body was no longer there. He turned around and prepared to get out of bed. He glanced at the bedside table. There was an empty glass on it and the familiar ring next to it.
Why are you here
He reached out and took it. Although he was a little drowsy at that time, he did give it to Yun Pei. Didn't he like it, so he asked Zhou Yang to take it back
In fact, Qin Mingyuan took the photo of the ring on a whim. The purpose of attending a banquet was to take a photo of something, so it didn't matter what he took a photo of.
When he picked up the ring, he inexplicably thought of Yun Pei Huahua's hands, and thought that the ring would be very beautiful if worn on those hands.
I was sick and my mind was slow at the time so I didn't think too much about it. Now that I think about it, it is indeed not appropriate to just give someone a ring casually.
Moreover, thirty million is nothing to him, but it may be too expensive for Yun Pei, so it is natural that it will be returned.
He put the ring back on the bedside table, stopped thinking about it, and got up to take a shower.
As for the slight sense of loss in his heart, it was suppressed without him even noticing it and disappeared temporarily.
After taking a shower, Qin Mingyuan felt much more refreshed. With a good physical condition, he recovered from his illness quickly.
He was wrapped in a bathrobe, the straps were not tied too tightly, the silk fabric was slippery, revealing his honey-colored chest. His hair was half-dried and still slightly wet, he brushed it casually, and let it fall on his forehead in a messy manner.
He picked up the phone on the bedside table and checked the time. It was just past eight o'clock. He put the phone down and prepared to make a simple breakfast before going to the company. He didn't feel well yesterday and didn't eat dinner. He only took two sips of champagne at the banquet, so his stomach was already empty.
I opened the door and went out, and felt that the temperature was almost the same as in the room. Was the air conditioner in the living room not turned off
He didn't pay much attention to it and walked towards the kitchen. However, when he reached the living room, he paused, and a hint of surprise appeared on his usually expressionless face.
He stood there for a long time before he turned around and walked towards the sofa.
The wheelchair that I had seen many times was parked empty on the side. Its owner was now curled up on the sofa, sleeping soundly under his suit jacket.
Qin Mingyuan was a little confused for a moment. He raised his hand and pressed his forehead. Didn’t Zhou Yang send him back yesterday? Why was he here
Zhou Yang wouldn't be so unreliable as to leave an inconvenient person to take care of him, right? No, how could he follow me back
Qin Mingyuan couldn't figure out these things, but that didn't stop him from guessing that the person who took care of him last night might be Yun Pei, who was sleeping on the sofa now.
He put down his hand and looked at the other person's body curled up on the sofa, poorly covered with only a coat. Although the sofa in his house was very big, it was definitely not as comfortable as a bed.
After standing beside the sofa for a while, Qin Mingyuan sighed, bent down and gently opened the man's coat, put his hands behind his shoulders and knees, and carefully picked him up.
The tiny ball curled up in his arms, almost weightless. With such a small body, how could he dare to stay and take care of him.
The person in his arms moved, and Qin Mingyuan subconsciously slowed down his breathing. The other person did not wake up. He just put his hand on his shoulder, patted it gently, and still murmured.
"Qin Mingyuan... go to sleep... I'm here..."
"… "
Qin Mingyuan looked at his sleeping face leaning against his chest in silence. His soft cheek flesh pressed against his hard chest, and he didn't seem to feel any discomfort.
The movements of his hands were completely unconscious, and it was obvious that he had done it many times before. And the words he said were coaxing...
Qin Mingyuan frowned at this feeling of being blacked out by being drunk. He felt that something must have happened last night that he didn't want to recall.
He carried him back to the bedroom and gently placed him on the side of the bed that he had not slept on. He must have been sweating because he was sick yesterday, so that side would not be very comfortable.
Yun Pei's body touched the soft bed, feeling comfortable, he rubbed his face on the fluffy pillow. His face, which usually pretended to be very cold, looked a little childish after falling asleep.
Qin Mingyuan pulled the summer quilt over him to cover him a little, looked down at his untidy bathrobe, and went to the cloakroom to change clothes in silence.
I used to think that since he was the only one at home, it didn’t matter what he wore. But now that there is another person at home, it’s better to dress neatly.
After changing his clothes, he went to the kitchen to make breakfast according to his previous plan. He originally wanted to drink a cup of coffee and toast two slices of toast to get by, but since there were "guests" here, he decided to make something serious.
I cooked red bean porridge in the rice cooker, opened a bag of vegetarian steamed dumplings, and had a few lava buns. After thinking for a while, I took out a small pot to boil water and cook two eggs later.
The eggs in the refrigerator are all sent from the villa. The eggs laid by the chickens are specially fed by people, so they are naturally not the ones sold on the market and have higher nutritional value.
It is just right for replenishing a small body like Yun Pei's.
The message was replied quite quickly. I asked him if he was feeling better. If he was still not feeling well, it would be better for him to rest at home today. There was no problem with the company.
Qin Mingyuan chatted with him for a while and said that he was fine, but he was delayed by something and would be a little late.
After a while, Zhou Yang replied and tentatively asked him if Young Master Yun Pei was still there.
Qin Mingyuan narrowed his eyes and ignored him. He would ask him about what happened last night when he got to the company.
When Yun Pei woke up in a daze, he was still a little confused about the situation. He stared at the unfamiliar ceiling for a while. It took him a long time to remember something and use his arms to prop himself up.
He looked around and found himself in Qin Mingyuan's bedroom. The person who was supposed to be sleeping here was nowhere to be seen.
He came here by himself in a daze
I looked around the room again. The wheelchair was not there. It couldn't be a medical miracle that caused him to sleepwalk. Then it must be...
With his fingers, he pinched the summer quilt that had slipped onto his legs. Was he sleeping so soundly that he didn't even notice someone had moved him away
Yun Pei lifted the quilt and wanted to leave this big bed that did not belong to him, but he was powerless because the wheelchair was not nearby. He sat there for a while, not knowing what to do.
Until the door was pushed open from the outside, the man who disappeared after waking up walked in, saw him sitting on the bed and paused, then asked naturally: "Why didn't you make a sound after waking up?"
"I..." Yun Pei clenched his hands uncomfortably at his side, "I just woke up."
Seeing him sitting on the bed a little awkwardly but unable to move, Qin Mingyuan's eyes showed some smiles, and he didn't embarrass him, "I'll push your wheelchair over."
He walked away from the door, Yun Pei breathed a sigh of relief, reached out and touched his leg, it would really delay things at the critical moment.
Qin Mingyuan quickly pushed the wheelchair back, parked it beside the bed, reached out to pick up the person on the bed, and placed him down steadily.
His movements were so fast and so natural that Yun Pei's words "I can do it myself" were stuck in his throat before he could finish speaking, and he was already sitting in the wheelchair.
He moved his mouth, and the last words that came out were "thank you".
Qin Mingyuan nodded casually and said, "Go wash up first. I made breakfast. There is an unopened toothbrush in the guest bathroom. I have placed it on the sink. Can you wash yourself?"
"I can, thank you." Yun Pei nodded quickly.
"It's okay." Qin Mingyuan lowered his eyes and looked at him. He didn't know what he was thinking. He said, "I should be the one to say thank you to you."
After he finished speaking, he walked out of the room directly. A voice floated in from outside the door, "After washing up, go straight to the restaurant."
Yun Pei stopped where he was for two seconds, then controlled the wheelchair to follow him out and turned to the bathroom he had used last time.
Qin Mingyuan went to the kitchen. The porridge was still in the pot to keep warm. He scooped out two bowls of it. In the small steamer, there were steamed dumplings and lava dumplings. The boiled eggs were peeled and placed together.
After putting these on the table, he opened the refrigerator, took out a sealed glass box, and picked out a small dish of pickled vegetables.
This was given to him by the auntie who came to help him clean. She knew he often eats breakfast at home, so she made it herself and it tastes very good.
When Yun Pei came out after washing up, breakfast was already on the table. He looked in surprise at the man who was sitting in the office wearing a shirt, trousers, tie and jacket.
"What are you looking at me for? Come and sit down." Qin Mingyuan gestured to the empty chair opposite him, "Is the table high?"
Yun Pei shook his head. His wheelchair was relatively high, so it was fine for him to sit at the dining table. He moved closer to adjust the angle, looked at the things on the table, and said, "I didn't expect you could cook."
"It's just some porridge. Everything else is ready." Qin Mingyuan can only cook simple things. He is usually busy with work, so the only thing he can eat at home is breakfast. "Eat the eggs first."
Yun Pei obediently picked up the white boiled egg and took a bite. The egg was small, the yolk was large, the color was yellower, and the taste was different from ordinary eggs. It tasted like a country egg.
Seeing him staring at the eggs curiously, Qin Mingyuan, who had just taken a sip of porridge, explained, "They were sent from the villa. They are chickens that we raise ourselves."
Yun Pei swallowed the egg in his mouth and said, "You have chickens in your villa?"
"Hmm." Qin Mingyuan took a bite of the side dish and put it in the porridge bowl. "There is a lot of space, and grandpa and grandma thought it would be a waste to leave it empty, so they made these."
These words were muttered by the butler Wu Bo when we were chatting when we returned to the villa last time. He must miss his old masters very much.
His grandparents are quite down-to-earth. They actually raise chickens in the yard of their villa. Yun Pei imagined that scene and found it quite interesting.
He understood Qin Mingyuan's words, but not completely. The place where chickens were raised was the "yard" of the villa, but not completely.
(End of this chapter)