More and more people were passing by, looking at Qi Yan with a strange look and whispering.
Qi Yan felt proud, but he didn't believe that Jing Ran couldn't cultivate it!
-Sure enough, he succeeded.
Jing Ranxiu walked out with a slight smile on his lips, and looked at Qi Yan who was sitting on the ground crying and howling, with a flash of coldness in his eyes.
But on the surface, he is gentle and gentle.
"Stop crying, I'm out now."
When Qi Yan saw him coming out, he put a false smile on his face and hugged his legs: "You are finally willing to come out! You scumbag!"
Jing Ran kept his face straight, and when he heard the passers-by's loud comments and accusations mixed in their voices, he seemed not to hear them. He smiled and said, "You get up first, and we'll talk after we get back, okay?"
As if afraid that he would run away, Qi Yan stood up little by little against his slender and straight body.
After standing up completely, Qi Yan raised his head slightly and saw Jing Ranxiu lowering his head to look at him. The dark pupils were so dense that it was impossible to see through the light, as if there was a deeper treasure hidden by a thick fog.
Qi Yan looked at him for a while, then lowered his head silently.
—Fuck you! It’s amazing how tall you are! I'm still growing up! Sooner or later I will grow taller than you!
Jing Ranxiu looked around, nodded politely, and then walked into the medical center with Qi Yan in his arms.
The onlookers said that this scene was really more interesting than the TV series. Not only did they see a gay couple on the street, but they also saw a scumbag and a sad little souvenir. It couldn't be more interesting.
The moment he stepped into the medical center, Jing Ranxiu let go of Qi Yan, and the shallow arc at the corners of his mouth dropped, making his face look as frosty as ice. Qi Yan glanced at him sideways, rolled his eyes, walked straight to the front desk, and snorted coldly at his beautiful sister who looked confused.
"You know how powerful I am! If you hadn't asked the security to throw me out, how could I have done this to you, Doctor Jing!"
After saying that, Qi Yan turned to Jing Ranxiu who had a dull face and said, "If you want to blame you, blame the front desk, but don't blame me!"
Facing the ashen person on the front desk who was about to explain, Jing Ranxiu frowned slightly, looked at Qi Yan and said, "You are really ridiculous."
[The male protagonist's favorability towards Qi Yan is -10, current favorability: -60]
… This is no longer a favorable impression, but a bad impression. Qi Yan rolled his eyes inwardly, met Jing Ranxiu's gaze, and raised his eyebrows fearlessly: "It's really hard to find you, Mr. Jing?"
"What do you want from me?" Jing Ranxiu sneered: "I'm very busy and I don't have time to have fun with this young master like you."
"Hey, now that you and your mother are here, I will abdicate and become the second young master." Qi Yan hummed angrily. After finishing speaking, he was stunned, and then smacked his lips irritably: "Stop talking nonsense, young master." I came to see you for something!"
When Jing Ranxiu heard what he said, the aura around him suddenly became cold. As for the second half of Qi Yan's sentence, he simply ignored it.
Turning around and walking towards his office, Jing Ranxiu disappeared from Qi Yan's sight, ignoring Qi Yan's shouts from behind.
Qi Yan angrily smashed the marble surface of the front desk, then held his hand in pain and blew...
Ouch, it hurts!
Out of the corner of his eye, he met the beautiful sister's surprised gaze. Qi Yan snorted coldly and ran towards the direction Jing Ranxiu left, with the wind at his feet.
Jing Ranxiu's office is very simple, with desks and chairs, a row of bookshelves, a sofa, and a separate bathroom. The huge office is blocked by a curtain, and behind the curtain is a small single bed, which is probably too big. When he is busy, Jing Ranxiu will stay here overnight... In fact, everyone's work is not that easy, just like Jing Ranxiu who starts his own business, isn't he just as tired
Qi Yan broke into the office and closed the door. Jing Ranxiu sat behind his desk, minding his own business as if he hadn't seen Qi Yan. Qi Yan walked around in a circle, feeling a little bored, so he simply sat on the patient's seat and leaned back lazily.
"Doctor Jing." Qi Yan's eyes flashed with amusement: "Master, I have been restless lately. What do you think is wrong with me?"
The room fell into silence for a while. Qi Yan looked a little confused. His legs were crossed and shaking slightly. He placed one hand casually on the table and tapped the table with his long and green index finger irregularly.
"Aren't you a doctor? Why don't you speak?" Qi Yan mocked: "You're not a doctor in vain, are you?"
Jing Ranxiu still didn't speak, which made Qi Yan mistakenly think that he was mute for a moment.
Qi Yan, who was getting more and more bored, began to walk around, looking left and touching. At the beginning, from an angle that Qi Yan couldn't see, Jing Ranxiu raised his eyes and glanced at him, then continued to lower his head to organize his documents, not planning to care about him.
Later, when Jing Ranxiu raised his head again, the ruffian who had been wandering in the middle of the room was gone.
The gloomy mood finally cleared up. Jing Ranxiu organized the scattered information and put it into a folder.
When my mother married that wealthy businessman, I refused. Because the more people with background around you, the more unstable your life will be. Mother said she was willing to listen and follow his advice.
Originally my intention was very firm, that is absolutely not possible. But later, by chance, Jing Ranxiu saw the so-called wealthy businessman.
A particularly ordinary and kind uncle next door. He is a bit older, but he does not look as oily and wealthy as other rich people.
He told himself that it was not for anything else, but that he was getting old and wanted to find a companion.
Jing Ranxiu suddenly thought that his mother had been single for more than ten years because of him. After her father died, her mother worked hard to earn money while taking care of herself. As early as when she was thirty years old, her temples were covered with white hair. His mother devoted all her youth to her, now, does he still want to stop her...
This question deeply confused him, until that day, he opened his heart.
Jing Ranxiu gave this opportunity to his mother and let her make her own choice.
His mother chose to marry that wealthy businessman. On the wedding day, Jing Ranxiu saw a happy smile on his mother's face for the first time.
- There is something to rely on when you grow old, not just relying on your children, but also relying on the person who supports you throughout your life.
Everything was going great originally, but the son of a wealthy businessman forced him to be wary.
In his mother's words, he is a child who lacks love. But the impression Qi Yan left on him was that of a little bully who did all kinds of evil.
Such a person is very afraid that his mother will be wronged in that family...
Sighing softly, as if he wanted to let out all the pent-up emotions, Jing Ranxiu pinched the center of his eyebrows, wanting to lie down for a while and get some sleep.
After locking the door, Jing Ranxiu opened the curtain and was about to lie down when he found a sleeping person already lying on the bed.
—Qi Yan.