Chapter 21 Chapter 21 Happy New Year.

"Going back?" Ji Qian asked.

"Yeah." After returning the sleeping child to his biological mother, Chi Ke sat back in the passenger seat tiredly.

It’s so tiring to take care of children.

He never wanted children in his life.

"Thank you for your hard work." Ji Qian performed magic on the spot and took out a massage hammer out of thin air, "Here."

"Where did you come from?" Chi Ke took it curiously and hammered it twice on his calf.

You know what, it’s quite comfortable.

"Just now there was a grandma selling it on the roadside." Ji Qian said, "My bank card has been unfrozen."

Chi Ke raised his eyebrows: "Did you find evidence against your brother and complain to your parents?"

"You guessed it again." Ji Qian was deeply impressed. "Boss Chi, what else in the world don't you know?"

That's too much.

Chi Ke thought: I still have no idea why your work is so different from the original.

"I still haven't seen his father." He didn't ask more about the Ji family, facing the window, "If a man with a family, a wife and children, healthy hands and feet, no illness or disaster, no job, but doesn't go home for a day and a night, what do you think is going on?"

Ji Qian: "If you ask me to guess, I can't come up with a good answer."

"That's right." Chi Ke yawned.

An irresponsible father, a secretive mother, a younger brother who is still in school, and a broken man...

The original owner's configuration is more like the protagonist than the protagonist.

"We're leaving tomorrow," Ji Qian drove slowly in the evening when there were few people on the road, lowering the window to let the wind in. "I don't know if I'm overthinking it, but your brother is in school..."

"No friends, huh?" The cool evening breeze dispelled the nausea from motion sickness, and Chi Ke looked much better. "The day after I came back from the hospital, I went to talk to the school leaders. He is a good student but has no friends. He has always been the focus of the teachers, but I don't think it matters. Some people just don't like or need to socialize. I asked the doctor about the situation and asked him to find an opportunity to get in touch with him. Apart from being a little introverted, there is no big problem."

"Have you asked a doctor?" Ji Qian suddenly raised his voice. "Which doctor did you ask? How come I don't know? Did you find another doctor outside without telling me?!"

Chi Ke had expected his unreasonable behavior: "Are you a psychology major?"

Ji Qian choked: "I understand a little bit."

Chi Ke: “Are you a professional?”

Ji Qian said confidently: "I can introduce you to a professional."

"Great." Chi Ke clapped his hands without any joy or sadness. "It was originally a simple matter, but it took you two rounds to solve it."

"You, you..." Ji Qian's lips trembled with anger, "You have no romance!"

"More than that." Chi Ke looked aloof and indifferent. "I'm not in the mood for it yet."

Ji Qian: “.”

Chi Ke: "Why don't you talk?"

"Humph," Ji Qian said arrogantly, "I won't bother with you."

Chi Ke took two pieces of gum and passed them to his mouth: "Thank you for your generosity."

Ji Qian looked at the thin, long, white fingers in front of him and said viciously: "I really want to bite you..."

Chi Ke raised his eyebrows.

"I'm not kidding. I really dare." Ji Qian bit off the two pieces of gum without his lips touching his hands. He said stubbornly, "I just don't want to."

Good mouth, tough enough.

Chi Ke didn't bother with him. The hand that had fed him picked up two pieces of chewing gum and put them into his own mouth. At the end, he licked his lower lip that was brushed by his fingertips with the tip of his tongue.

Ji Qian saw it out of the corner of his eye and his Adam's apple involuntarily made a swallowing movement.

Why can some people eat chewing gum like this?

Stop.

No, don't think about it, it's very rude.

He promptly and ruthlessly strangled the villain in his mind.

"There will be a lot of things waiting for me to deal with when I go back tomorrow. I may not be able to devote too much energy to the hospital for a while. Can you do it alone?" Chi Ke asked.

"Don't worry, Teacher Chi," Ji Qian said with a smile, "Please trust the students you have taught hand in hand."

"I'm not worried about your ability," Chi Ke took off his glasses and rubbed his temples tiredly, "Can your family handle it?"

"Don't worry, Ji Song won't cause trouble again in the short term." Ji Qian held the steering wheel with one hand, his arm resting on the car window, his long eyelashes drooping lazily, looking like a cynical jerk.

Chi Ke looked for a long time.

Although we joke around sometimes, Ji Qian has a confidence that others can't fake.

Regardless of ability or psychological quality, that fearless spirit is strong from the inside out and it is rare for an ordinary family to cultivate such a temper.

Although he looked down-to-earth, the temperament and oppressiveness in his every move even surpassed those of the super rich second generations he had met in his previous life.

This is very contradictory.

If he was the Ji family's beloved youngest son, it would be reasonable for him to grow up like this, but the Ji family should not have been very good to him, and he had an older brother who always opposed him.

How could one have such a personality after being suppressed for such a long time?

"Ask whatever you want to ask." Ji Qian could hardly suppress the smile on his lips, "I don't mind you exploring me in depth."

You spoke so arrogantly, but when I asked you about sensitive issues, you remained silent.

Chi Ke didn't deliberately ask difficult questions: "Have you ever been to the clubs that President Leng went to before?"

"You are questioning my character again. I will never go to that kind of place." Ji Qian doesn't smoke or drink. Not to mention those clubs with special services, he doesn't even like to go to regular bars. "Why are you asking that?"

"I suddenly feel," Chi Ke looked at his hand on the car window, "you should hold a poker and a cigar and spend a lot of money on the yacht casino."

Ji Qian burst the gum bubble.

You know what, he actually did this.

Being young and frivolous, in order to show off, he personally practiced almost all the pretentious plots in novels and TV dramas.

"You like playing poker?" he asked. "You like to go with me next time?"

"Yes, if there's a chance." Chi Ke didn't really like poker, but he liked sitting on a high platform and watching a group of greedy and extravagant people living a life of luxury below.

That's interesting.

Maybe one day in the future, he will have the opportunity to stand on the podium.

You don't need to serve anyone, nor do you need to rely on anyone. You can rely entirely on yourself to reach the top of the world.

He believed Ji Qian understood the meaning of this sentence.

Because when Ji Qian made the invitation, he used the words "together" instead of "I'll take you".

"It's a deal." It seemed that no matter what happened, Ji Qian's eyes were always smiling. "My card skills are terrible. I can only win by lying behind my brother."

Chi Ke tilted his head back to stretch his sore neck. When he heard the second half of the sentence, he closed his eyes and silently raised the corners of his lips.

The car stopped by the roadside.

Chi Ke was puzzled: "No oil?"

"Why aren't you smiling?" Ji Qian said with a little regret, "You look so beautiful, I stopped just to look at you."

Chi Ke: “…”

Chi Ke: "Get down, let me drive, you can watch as much as you want from the side."

This off-road vehicle is not expensive, but its interior is simple and its seats are hard. Its only advantages are good performance and a domineering appearance.

Chi Yuanfan's home was too far away, and now that they were halfway through the journey, even Ji Qian, who was driving, felt backache.

He didn't even give the other party time to refuse. He quickly got out of the car, walked to the other side, and knocked on the door with his fingers.

Ji Qian adjusted the seat to the same angle as the last time he drove and took off his coat.

This path is not as lively as the central area of the town. There are only a few scattered stalls on the street. There are no tall buildings on both sides, only bungalows that cannot block the wind.

Chi Ke asked: "It's so cold, are you hot?"

"It's hot in the car." Ji Qian said, folding his coat and placing it on the chair, "Use it as a waist pillow. Your waist can't stand the torture."

You talk as if I'm in my seventies or eighties.

Chi Ke snorted lightly but didn't refuse: "Hurry up."

"Don't be anxious, stay calm." Ji Qian slowly stepped down, stood up straight, heard the noise coming from near and far, and pulled his arm.

“Beep—”

Not far away, a bicycle with a horn tied to it started honking, and small fireworks were setting off from somewhere unknown. They mixed with the sound of the wind and made a chaotic mess in the ears of passers-by.

Chi Ke finally adapted to the environment. When he escaped from the noise, all he could hear was his even, shallow breathing.

"Don't push me away." Ji Qian said as expected, "You set the safe distance."

No ruler was used when determining the distance, so no one could define a strict boundary.

I only know that I could hear Ji Qian’s breathing at that time.

The glasses slipped down to the tip of his nose during the previous movement. Chi Ke looked down, over the frame, at the blurry hand on his arm.

So warm.

"Brother, I'm sorry!" A group of children realized that they almost got into trouble and hurried back. They gathered around and watched the culprit who ran the fastest apologize. Everyone held a few fairy sticks in their hands, "Sorry, we didn't mean it!"

"I'm apologizing to you, brother." Ji Qian grabbed the man's arm and shook it.

"I heard it." Chi Ke retracted his gaze, "It's okay, be careful."

"Thank you, brother! Happy New Year, big brother!"

"……Happy New Year."

The children were chattering and making a lot of noise. When they heard their parents calling, they waved their wands and ran towards their homes with their doors and windows wide open.

The snack stalls operated by bicycles in the surrounding area finished their final hoots and then left one after another, returning to the lights that belonged to them.

The hustle and bustle of the downtown area was like the passing north wind, whistling in and then hurriedly leaving, leaving only the occasional sound of lit firecrackers.

Chi Ke watched the lights in the house at the edge of his vision turn on, reflecting the shadows of a family of three inside.

It turns out that it’s not just the city’s New Year’s Eve that makes people feel dazed.

Even without grand and gorgeous fireworks, the excitement is still fleeting.

"Chi Ke." Someone called him in his ear, "Take it."

Chi Ke subconsciously raised his hand and pinched a thin, slightly cold wire.

A crisp "clang" sound was heard, and a corner of the night was illuminated by the light of the lighter.

Ji Qian held the blue and silver lacquered Dupont in one hand, lowered his head, and carefully lit the fairy wand in Chi Ke's hand.

Chi Ke's eyes flickered for a moment.

The sparks hit the lens, making them brighter than the lens itself.

"...Where did it come from?" he asked unnaturally.

"I asked those kids for it. You were in a daze, so you didn't notice it." Ji Qian was a little proud. "It's a pity that the kids only gave me one."

Chi Ke calmed down and said slowly, "He is willing to give you a long one, probably because he has a good impression of you."

"Is there anyone who doesn't like me? Probably not." Ji Qian looked at the fairy wand in his hand and said with emotion, "It's New Year again so soon. It feels like... more than half a year has been stolen from me."

Chi Ke said "hmm" calmly.

Only he himself knew that after Ji Qian said this, his steadily functioning heart continued to shake for at least three seconds.

Yes, it’s New Year.

He died in January of the year 27 in his previous life, and it was October when he opened his eyes in this life. So when the firecrackers sounded just now, he felt like it was just yesterday.

"But this year's New Year's Eve feels much better than last year." Ji Qian put away his lighter and smiled, "I really don't like celebrating the holidays alone."

The fairy wand had already burned halfway, and the wire was getting hotter and hotter. Chi Ke pinched it until his knuckles turned white: "Shouldn't you have so many friends?"

"There were many before, but now there are only a few." Ji Qian raised an index finger, shook it back and forth, turned his head, and carefully tightened his hand, which had never left Chi Ke's arm. That little Schrödinger's safety distance gradually shortened until the two people's body temperatures were intertwined.

Ji Qian asked in a low voice: "Do you hate it?"

Chi Ke's movement to push him froze.

If we push this away, isn't that the same as answering "hate"?

But he doesn't hate it.

It's just a little bit unusual.

After hesitating for a long time, Chi Ke finally relaxed his body and accepted the warmth in a compromising manner.

Ji Qian smiled instantly, rested his forehead on his shoulder, and said in a muffled voice: "Chi Ke, Happy New Year."

Ji Qian is a casual and lazy person. He does whatever he wants to do, regardless of time or occasion.

But Chi Ke is different.

So Chi Ke kept secretly watching the watch on Ji Qian's hand, and when the three hands overlapped at midnight, he stepped on the fairy wand at the last second before it burned out, turned his head and whispered to Ji Qian's ear.

"Happy New Year, Dr. Ji."