Chapter 66 Scumbag

"What?" Qi Dongdong shouted in surprise, attracting Lin Qiyuan's questioning gaze.

Zhou Yang's rejection of Lin Qiyuan was the result of careful consideration.

He consulted a psychologist and was told that the reason why Lin Qiyuan fell in love with him was probably because he had helped him overcome his social anxiety and he was grateful to him, which led to his attachment to him.

He does not need love that comes with gratitude.

If possible, he hoped that the two of them could get to know each other again, with Lin Qiyuan treating him as a normal person instead of someone who was enjoying his care, and he no longer interacted with him out of sympathy and pity but also fear of staying away from him.

Lin Qiyuan's feelings are impure, and his emotions are also impure.

In this era when homosexuality is not widely accepted, and when the Lin family's business is flourishing and in need of an heir, he feels that if he casually accepts Lin Qiyuan, it would be irresponsible not only to himself but also to the other party.

Another point is that Zhou Yang is very insecure.

He was born gay, and according to Cheng Fei, Lin Qiyuan had never liked men. If he had accidentally turned him gay, he would have committed a great sin.

Zhou Yang typed a long paragraph to explain to Qi Dongdong. After reading it, Qi Dongdong replied: "In the final analysis, you just haven't decided whether he is the one you want to spend the rest of your life with."

Qi Dongdong did understand him. If Lin Qiyuan were just a person without any background, Zhou Yang would have fought tooth and nail to protect him. But with the Lin family, not only was he unsure of gaining the approval of the Lin family elders, but he also had no idea if he would be abandoned for family interests if he truly loved him enough to be with him.

Qi Dongdong: Indeed, for a top-tier wealthy family like theirs, there's probably a palace conspiracy going on every day. It's not easy for us to break in.

[Qi Dongdong: But you are a bit of a scumbag.]

[Qi Dongdong: Why flirt if you don’t marry me?]

[Zhou Yang: Did I flirt with him?]

Qi Dongdong: Of course you don’t feel that way.

[Qi Dongdong: You are so beautiful, it is a way to seduce people]

[Qi Dongdong: Also, some of your unconscious words and physical contact with him might make him think you're interested in him.]

Zhou Yang: “…”

He had thought about it, and had carefully recalled every moment he had spent with Lin Qiyuan. The conclusion was...

He wasn't sure if he had said or done something inappropriate.

He didn't know whether he had flirted with her or not.

Qi Dongdong: Forget it, we're both in a mess, and I don't want to interfere with your choice.

I suddenly felt that Lin Qiyuan was quite pitiful.

However, compared to the happiness of my buddy, pity is nothing.

Lin Qiyuan keenly felt that the look behind him, which had been somewhat dissatisfied with him before, suddenly changed. It was now filled with sympathy and pity, which made him feel uneasy.

When I got home, it was already 3:30 in the afternoon.

Qi Dongdong didn't sleep well on the plane in the early morning, so as soon as he got home, he went straight to his room and fell asleep.

With the Chinese New Year just a few days away, Zhou Yang and Song Xuhong planned to finish their work on Monday and start their annual leave in the afternoon.

His entry is basically finished and can be submitted after a little polishing.

Zhou Yang was sure that Zhang Mingfeng would do something bad, so he planned to submit his works to the email before the New Year, and also back them up to a USB drive, and hand them over to the participating teams in person during the competition.

So, he didn't take a rest and quickly made the final revisions to his work.

After sending the work for backup, he stood up and stretched, and looked up at the wall clock, and found that it was almost half past five.

Qi Dongdong hadn't gotten up yet. Zhou Yang looked around the kitchen and found nothing there. He slapped his head and cursed himself for being stupid: I forgot to buy groceries.

Just then, the doorbell rang. Zhou Yang wondered who got the news that Qi Dongdong had returned to City S so quickly. He opened the door, but before he saw anyone, he smelled a familiar smell of pigeon soup.

His eyes lit up and he sucked a little saliva. He was very familiar with this taste. During this period, Lin Qiyuan had been making soups and meals for him in different ways, and pigeon soup was the most common one.

Zhou Yang secretly despised his own lack of ambition, and in a voice that he thought was quite aloof but outsiders could clearly hear his expectation, he said to Lin Qiyuan, who was carrying the two children, "I'm going out to buy groceries."

It's totally unnecessary for you to deliver the meal.

This voice is cold and ruthless enough and fully expresses his attitude!

The other party seemed not to understand his implication and only said: "No need to buy it, I will bring you food every day."

Did this person misunderstand?

Should I be more ruthless?

Zhou Yang was thinking about what to say to make Lin Qiyuan give up his love for her. Just as he was about to speak, his stomach started to growl.

Lin Qiyuan smiled and said, "Since you are hungry, stop struggling and eat quickly." Then he walked around Zhou Yang and went into the house first.

Who did it? Zhou Yang blushed and touched his stomach, which was not doing well, but followed him into the house.

It’s all ready and delivered to you, it would be a waste not to eat it, right?

Qi Dongdong has had a keen nose since he was a child. He would come down automatically when he smelled something without being called. He saw that the two of them had already filled the dining table with six dishes and a soup, with large portions. It didn't look like something ordered from a restaurant, but it was as delicious and tasty as the ones in some good restaurants.

He stood on the stairs and observed the two men. Before going to bed, he thought his brother was a bit of a scumbag, but after waking up, he still thought the other one was more cunning.

Zhou Yang waved to him: "Dongdong, come down and eat quickly. You didn't eat much at noon."

He didn't eat much at noon because of these two guys. When he heard Zhou Yang say this, he instantly felt even hungrier.

"Yangyang, you made this? You can also stew pigeon soup?" Qi Dongdong took a deep breath of the aroma of the food, and in the fragrant mist, he could see clearly the soup in the earthenware jar.

After discussing the term "scumbag" with Qi Dongdong during the day, Zhou Yang had always felt a little guilty. Now that he knew that he had been so recklessly accepting other people's kindness, wouldn't that just confirm the term "scumbag"?

So he hesitated: "Um...that...I..."

Lin Qiyuan continued, "I cook all the meals. You don't have to cook for yourselves, and you don't have to go out to eat. I'll deliver every meal to you."

"Huh?" Qi Dongdong glared at Zhou Yang after realizing what was happening, then he started eating with a clear conscience. "That's great! Yangyang's been busy these days, and I can't cook. It's great to have you, Brother Lin, help us deliver the food."

Lin Qiyuan smiled and said, "We are all family, there is no need to be so formal."

What do you mean, we're one family? Why don't we be so formal? Zhou Yang protested with his eyes, but Lin Qiyuan lowered his head and concentrated on serving the soup, picking out the tastiest parts of the pigeon's belly and back into a bowl. He turned to hand the bowl to Zhou Yang, and just as he met his indignant gaze, he was taken aback. "Even if you're hungry, you should drink the soup first."

Caught off guard, Zhou Yang had a bowl of soup full of pigeon meat stuffed into his hand.

The soup was no longer very hot. It felt warm in his hands. At this moment, an indescribable sweetness rose in his heart, as if his heart was also soaked in a honey pot.

He forced himself to stop thinking too much, took the spoon and drank it sip by sip.

Qi Dongdong, who had witnessed all this, just focused on eating his food. He was worried that if he looked up and ate too much dog food, he would not be able to eat the delicious meal.

The meal was exceptionally peaceful, with only the sound of Lin Qiyuan constantly using his serving chopsticks to pick up food for Zhou Yang and the gentle chewing sounds of the three of them.

When Qi Dongdong was ready for a bowl of soup after dinner, he discovered that the entire pot of soup contained nothing but bones, not a single piece of skin. Meanwhile, his childhood friend's bowl of meat and vegetables had piled high, while he was currently munching on pigeon meat with gusto.

This life is unbearable.

He missed Mo Huai a little. With Mo Huai around, he wouldn't have to fall to the point where others ate meat while he drank soup!

After the meal, Zhou Yang felt bad and wanted to clean up the leftover garbage, but Lin Qiyuan didn't let him do any work. He just dragged him to sit on the sofa and cleaned up the place himself.

Qi Dongdong, who was picking his teeth comfortably on the sofa, sighed: "Yangyang, why don't you just go along with him? I feel like he's good to you, and he's not being fake."

Zhou Yang: “…” dazed.

"You decide for yourself. I think it's you, not him, who should be thinking about your relationship. But no matter what, I support your decision."

Zhou Yang: “…” dazed.

Lin Qiyuan stayed at the Qi family until eleven o'clock in the evening, and only turned and left after he saw the two people enter different rooms with his own eyes.

Qi Dongdong pouted at the figure outside through the French window: "Vinegar jar!"

The next day, Zhou Yang and Qi Dongdong went to their favorite video game arcade and played for the whole day. Lin Qiyuan had something urgent to do and could not accompany them.

However, whenever the two of them were thirsty, someone would come forward to bring them water; whenever they were hungry, someone would take them to a high-end restaurant; whenever they wanted to play a certain activity, someone would help them line up. This kind of thoughtful service still made Lin Qiyuan feel very present.

Qi Dongdong looked at Zhou Yang's helpless yet secretly delighted expression along the way, and felt that his childhood friend was a typical hypocrite. He didn't want to be fed up with the dog food, so he said goodbye to Zhou Yang as soon as he got home.

"Going back to City B so soon?"

"The Chinese New Year is in four days. My parents have been urging me all day to take you back. If I don't go back, they will fly over to arrest you." By the way, Zhou Yang must be arrested as well.

Zhou Yang saw Qi Dongdong looking at his phone at least a dozen times today, and all he opened were Mo Huai's interfaces. He was sometimes angry and sometimes grinning foolishly, saying that his parents' urging was just an excuse.

Zhou Yang didn't expose him: "Then I'll book a ticket for you?"

Qi Dongdong blushed: "No need, it's already been ordered."

"Who ordered it for you? Is it reliable? Let me call and ask." Zhou Yang raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly.

"No, no, I just ordered it myself while sitting on the toilet. It's reliable, reliable!"

There are no holidays when working in a film and television company. With the Spring Festival approaching, Longcheng Film and Television suddenly invited to cooperate with the national TV station. Naturally, there was no reason to refuse. After a whole day of negotiations, Lin Qiyuan returned home at 11:30.

He sent him a WeChat message thinking that Zhou Yang might fall asleep and not see it: I will take you to work tomorrow.

Zhou Yang replied immediately: No, no, I will send Dongdong to the airport early tomorrow morning and then return to the studio. I have already arranged a car to pick us up.

Lin Qiyuan lowered his head and typed: I'll take it to you.

[Zhou Yang: Have a good rest. I'll move back tomorrow night.]

Move back?

All Lin Qiyuan's emotions and fatigue disappeared at this moment. He always felt that Zhou Yang seemed to be giving him a signal.

The next morning, Zhou Yang and Qi Dongdong parted at the airport.

The two gave each other a big hug before leaving. Qi Dongdong's eyes were red. "Yangyang, I can't bear to leave you. When you finish the competition and have some free time, please come to City B to find me."

"Of course, Mo Huai kidnapped my childhood friend and hasn't given me an explanation yet!"

Speaking of Mo Huai, Qi Dongdong instantly became excited, his sadness gone: "Then I didn't ask that Lin guy to give me an explanation!"

Zhou Yang: “…”

"Yangyang, you always appear to be very rational on the surface, but you are actually very sentimental and emotional. This time, just put aside your rationality, don't use it to analyze your feelings, and follow your heart, okay? Even if something unexpected happens, you still have us." Although he was shorter than Zhou Yang, Qi Dongdong patted his head like an elder.

…

It seemed like he had been thinking for half a century. When the broadcast began to urge the flight from City S to City B to take off, Zhou Yang nodded solemnly: "Yes!"

On the way back, Zhou Yang thought nothing of everything and had a good sleep. The airport was far from the city, so it was almost ten o'clock when he got back.

The driver was about to turn around in the queue ahead, so Zhou Yang asked him to pull over, get out of the car, and prepare to cross the road to the other side to avoid having to wait for a long time.

It was past the rush hour and there were few pedestrians on the road. Still half asleep, he saw the green light and started walking forward. He didn't see a car speeding towards him with a desperate look of ruthlessness.

The author has something to say: I have been sick for a long time and I don’t know what happened. I am very sorry for the long wait. I will try to update more if I have time and energy.

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