Chapter 29 I'm the male lead's backer, I don't want to be a backer! ...

Si Qi always viewed Chu Feng through a very strong filter, and Chu Feng always thought Si Qi was handsome no matter how she looked at him, never having any opinions about Si Qi's clothes or appearance.

This time, it was rare to hear Chu Feng ask what kind of clothes he was wearing. Si Qi stared at Chu Feng meaningfully, making Chu Feng feel very uncomfortable.

Si Qi: "You're not hiding something from me, are you?"

Chu Feng quickly shook his head: "No, no!"

How could he possibly tell Si Qi that on their first meeting, he saw him forcing himself on Si Qi, doing *that* to Si Qi...

Si Qi would definitely think he was a pervert!

Si Qi drawled out the last syllable: "Really?"

He felt that Chu Feng might have some special fetishes in this world, just like him, and might like his partner to wear certain clothes... Wouldn't that make them a perfect match?

Chu Feng declared righteously, "No!"

Unfortunately, his serious tone, in stark contrast to his reddened ears, only proved that something was wrong with him.

Si Qi narrowed his eyes, deliberately probing: "I have light blue clothes at home, but those are nurse uniforms..."

"Pfft..." Chu Feng raised his coffee cup, trying to cover up his choking while drinking water, but almost choked.

Si Qi's eyes lit up: "You really were going to—"

"No!" Chu Feng explained anxiously, "I'm just... just surprised that you have clothes like that in your house!"

Good heavens! Could it be that the clothes he forced Si Qi to wear in the office weren't something he bought on purpose, but something Si Qi already had?

He said that he originally did not pay attention to role-playing, so how could he suddenly have such thoughts? Could it be that he got the idea on a whim because he knew that Si Qi had a nurse's uniform, and insisted that Si Qi wear it?

He's a real scoundrel!

Si Qi: "My family owns an entertainment company. We have a lot of uniforms and props, which are all necessary for our work."

He talked nonsense with a straight face, and he didn't even blink when he lied.

Chu Feng was fooled and nodded in deep agreement: "I see."

Then wouldn't he be able to make Si Qi wear even more different styles of uniforms in the future, such as Christmas skirts, orc cat ears, bunny boys, prison guard handcuffs...?

Chu Feng's gaze became increasingly unfocused as he thought about it, feeling an excitement as if a new world had opened up for him. However, with Si Qi sitting right next to him, he felt guilty and dared not show it.

Si Qi observed Chu Feng's reactions and, understanding the implication, teased, "You're interested in this?"

"Well, it's alright..." Chu Feng said weakly, unable to deny that she really liked Si Qi wearing those clothes... Just thinking about them was so tempting.

Si Qi smiled and said, "Then you can come to my house to visit sometime. I have many clothes like these."

And wouldn't you know it, those clothes "in the company" were all in Si Qi's size, so he could wear them right there and show them to Chu Feng.

“If you feel that’s not enough, we can choose new styles together next time,” Si Qi suggested.

New styles? Are they the ones he imagined?

Chu Feng's mind was instantly filled with images, his blood was pumping and he couldn't stay calm.

He always seemed to lose his composure and become unlike himself in front of Si Qi.

"Well, maybe next time," Chu Feng said, worried that if she went to Si Qi's house and saw the rabbit ears and dog tail props in front of Si Qi, she would become wild and scare him. Trying to remain calm, she awkwardly changed the subject: "Let's talk about this research direction."

Si Qi readily agreed: "Okay."

Anyway, clothes are something you can put on and take off sooner or later, so he's not in a hurry.

The two chatted casually about their research. Chu Feng had initially thought that Si Qi, as a businessman, wouldn't know much about scientific research, and wanted to find some simple and easy-to-understand topics to facilitate communication. However, Si Qi easily followed his train of thought, effortlessly finding research topics that greatly interested him. Before Chu Feng knew it, Si Qi was a businessman who hadn't seriously studied academics since university, and Chu Feng found himself engaging in a lively discussion about his areas of expertise.

Si Qi's investment this time is in a biological vaccine that Chu Feng has been trying to develop for the past two years. This vaccine was developed by a foreign research institute more than a decade ago. Because it can effectively reduce the incidence of some cancers and prevent more than a dozen diseases, it has been sought after by countless people all over the world, and it is extremely difficult to obtain even one dose.

In China, to get this vaccine, you not only have to spend tens of thousands of yuan on consultation fees, but you also need to pull strings and make appointments, often waiting in line for one or two years before you can get it.

If Chu Feng can successfully overcome this research challenge, then they will become the third country in the world to independently supply this vaccine, and the people of the country will only need to spend a few hundred to a few thousand yuan to get vaccinated without having to wait a long time.

One can imagine the level of expertise and difficulty involved. Chu Feng is very interested in this topic and has always wanted to use his abilities to shorten the vaccine development time as quickly as possible. However, the research institute has not received any investment in this area, so he has neither the time nor the funds to pursue the projects he wants to do.

Until Si Qi appeared.

Si Qi gave him a stage to realize his wishes and provided him with an incredibly free working environment. Not only did Si Qi not interfere with his experimental direction, but he also understood his ideas and thought processes. With his rich knowledge and insightful technical analysis, Si Qi would occasionally have flashes of inspiration and figure out many problems that had been troubling him for a long time and that he couldn't find a solution to.

It was as if Yu Boya had met Zhong Ziqi; on this day, Chu Feng had found his soulmate. What was originally just a fleeting attraction (or perhaps lust at first sight) had, through this discussion, completely transformed into a deep connection of kindred spirits. Overjoyed, Chu Feng couldn't help but exclaim, "You are truly my muse!"

Si Qi smiled and said, "I'm glad I could help you."

He watched as Chu Feng took out his phone and quickly wrote down what the two had just been chatting, occasionally adding his own comments. Seeing Chu Feng's excited expression, he felt quite pleased.

And what about Chu Feng? When Chu Feng first took the initiative to ask to meet Si Qi, he was worried that his taciturn personality might bore Si Qi and make him dislike him. However, the situation was completely different from what he had imagined. Si Qi not only didn't find him dull, but also chatted with him very happily, praising him for being young, promising, and very capable!

Chu Feng was flattered by the praise and, seizing the opportunity, asked if he could continue the discussion with Si Qi. He felt that texting was not as convenient as talking in person and invited Si Qi to meet him at the coffee shop again next time.

Si Qi readily accepted, and was very happy to be able to go on a date with Chu Feng.

He just didn't expect that Chu Feng's subtle expression of hoping to see him wearing light blue clothes next time wasn't enough; in fact, every time they met, Chu Feng would wear the same outfit.

Si Qi: "…………" It shouldn't be that he hasn't changed his clothes for several weeks, right?

Si Qi looked at Chu Feng's strangely familiar outfit and said with a complicated expression, "You really like this outfit?"

Chu Feng proudly puffed out his chest: "That's right! I bought ten sets of the exact same clothes."

Si Qi felt a chill run down his spine, becoming increasingly certain that Chu Feng in this world had peculiar fetishes in certain areas: "Then can I change my clothes next time...?"

Chu Feng always invites him to meet at the same coffee shop and in the same spot, and even makes him wear the same clothes every time. It's really...

Chu Feng looked at him with a pitiful expression: "Don't you like it?"

"Ah, this..." Si Qi couldn't quite withstand Chu Feng's gaze, his bottom line teetering on the brink of collapse from this devastating "attack": "No, I just feel that we can meet somewhere else, like a tea bar or a quiet bar."

Chu Feng was still somewhat unwilling, after all, this was where they had their first kiss, and who knew when they would be able to confirm their relationship if they went somewhere else.

But he respected Si Qi's opinion. If Si Qi showed any sign of displeasure, he would immediately raise his hands in surrender: "Okay, we'll go somewhere else next time."

After saying that, he added, "Just wear whatever you like."

Si Qi breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, he couldn't help but think to himself that if he actually wore his favorite clothes out, Chu Feng probably wouldn't dare to come over and acknowledge him.

And so the two began their daily routine of meeting at the teahouse during the day and chatting idly in the bar at night.

With his prophetic abilities and Si Qi's occasional guidance, Chu Feng's research progressed by leaps and bounds. His speed far surpassed that of research groups large and small, both domestically and internationally, to the point that if he were to tell the truth about his research progress, others might suspect that Chu Feng was an alien.

So while others thought Chu Feng was so busy with the experimental project that he was completely absorbed in data analysis, Chu Feng actually had time to slow down his work pace and think about things related to Si Qi, his mind filled with romantic fantasies.

That day, he used the excuse that the project had hit a bottleneck and he needed Si Qi to provide inspiration to ask Si Qi out on a date.

Si Qi sat at the bar, glanced down at the caller ID on his phone, and then pressed the mute button.

Chu Feng noticed Si Qi's actions and said understandingly, "If someone needs to contact you, you can answer the phone."

He doesn't mind waiting.

Even just sitting next to Si Qi, he could stare at him intently.

Si Qi shook his head: "It's okay, they're old friends."

Previously, Chu Feng pondered the words "friend" and, recalling the things he had searched online about Si Qi recently, a flash of inspiration struck him: "That celebrity named Zhou Wu?"

The word "celebrity" still carries a lot of weight in the eyes of many ordinary people. It represents glamour, fashion, and prosperity, which is completely different from the simple and boring field of scientific research.

Generally speaking, the former is definitely more attractive.

Especially this celebrity named Zhou Wu, who is said to be Si Qi's childhood friend; the two grew up together. Si Qi did a lot for him at the company…

Chu Feng didn't say it on the surface, but he actually cared a lot about this person.

Zhou Wu is indeed very handsome, and he has many fans.

The other party was always contacting Si Qi, and almost every time they went on a date, Zhou Wu would call to harass them, which made Chu Feng a little jealous.

"Did he need something from you?" Chu Feng asked casually. "I heard he's been making quite a stir lately."

Let alone netizens who love gossip, even researchers like him who are oblivious to the world around them can find out about him by reading web page push notifications when they go online.

To be honest, she's a top celebrity, and plenty of media outlets are willing to gossip about her.

Si Qi sighed, feigning sadness, picked up his wine glass, took a big gulp, and said pitifully, "Yes, he disappointed me so much."

Chu Feng silently punched the guy who made Si Qi sad in his heart, but on his face he looked very worried: "What's wrong with him?"

The two sly fellows quickly recounted Zhou Wu's actions in detail, and Si Qi said sadly, "I treated him like my best brother, but he treated me like an ATM!"

Chu Feng: "That's so wrong!"

“He doesn’t care about me; he only remembers me when he’s in trouble.”

"I'm not like him!"

"He values ​​women over friends; once he's in a relationship, he forgets all about his friends."

Even if I were to date you, I would still value you more than myself!

"Chu Feng, you're so kind." Si Qi looked at Chu Feng with a touched expression, having finished the wine in his glass at some point.

"You're very good too." Chu Feng, with the demeanor of a virtuous gentleman, couldn't help but glance at Si Qi's flushed face out of the corner of his eye.

Si Qi is so cute even when he's drunk!

“It’s really nice to drink and chat with you,” Si Qi said. “Unlike Zhou Wu, when I drink with him, his girlfriend makes fun of me, saying that I’m abusing my power and forcing Zhou Wu to drink with me.”

These are all things that the couple did in the original timeline. After the rumors appeared, Zhou Wu acted like a victim, repeatedly tormenting his fans to make it easier for him to publicly announce his relationship.

Chu Feng was furious: "They've gone too far!"

Si Qi nodded: "That's why I'm ignoring him."

Chu Feng: "You're right."

"But I don't have any friends anymore..."

"I'll be your best friend," Chu Feng said without hesitation, while also noticing that Si Qi was truly drunk and speaking in a somewhat childish manner.

Excessive drinking is harmful to your health, Chu Feng advised, "Alright, let's stop drinking and go back."

“But I don’t want to be separated from you…” Si Qi looked at Chu Feng with pleading eyes.

Chu Feng's heart fluttered at the look in her eyes, his Adam's apple bobbing as he held firm to his principles: "We'll meet again tomorrow."

"No, I won't leave," Si Qi shook his head and threw himself at Chu Feng: "Don't send me away."

Chu Feng's body tensed up instinctively. He had rarely been in such close contact with people in more than a decade, which made him recall some very unpleasant memories.

When he realized it was Si Qi, his hand paused in mid-air, then slowly landed on Si Qi's back, comforting him: "I won't kick you out, but you can't drink anymore."

"Okay." Si Qi nodded obediently. "Then let's go for a walk outside."

It was so hot after drinking that Si Qi wanted to go outside for some fresh air.

But being exposed to the wind after drinking makes one more susceptible to intoxication, so Chu Feng didn't let Si Qi walk for long before pulling him into the car.

The driver asked if Chu Feng wanted to be taken home first, and Chu Feng replied, "I'll take Mr. Si home first."

He was worried about leaving Si Qi alone in the car like that.

Si Qi mumbled something under his breath, his eyes closed, and held onto Chu Feng tightly.

When Si Qi touched Chu Feng's body, various images kept flashing through his mind, some were R-rated scenes, others were sweet moments from when the two were dating. He was so engrossed that he didn't even notice the driver's glances at him every now and then. His emotions were in turmoil, even more so than when Si Qi was drunk.

To be honest, his future plans were truly unpredictable. Many of these ideas were eye-opening for Chu Feng at this time; he never dreamed that two people could be like this, and that...

Chu Feng blushed and his neck thickened, awkwardly squeezing his legs together, his mind filled with all sorts of action scenes as Si Qi rubbed against him, arousing his reaction.

Fortunately, the car arrived at Si Qi's new home quickly. He helped Si Qi out of the car, who was bent over. At the entrance of the villa, they saw a woman whose face resembled Si Qi's.

He trembled with fear, his blood rushing to his head, and he hesitated before saying, "You are...?"

Si's mother had received a text message from the driver beforehand, knowing that Si Qi was drunk, and had the chef prepare a hangover soup in advance.

At the same time, Si's mother also knew that Si Qi had been going out every few days recently in order to win over her heart.

Seeing Chu Feng helping Si Qi walk over, Si's mother couldn't help but take a few more glances at Chu Feng. She had a good impression of this handsome and outstanding young man and said with a smile, "You must be Xiao Feng? I often hear Xiao Qi mention you at home. I am Xiao Qi's mother."

"Hello, Auntie." Chu Feng tensed up and quickly bowed to greet her.

"Hello, hello," Chu's mother said gently. She liked Chu Feng the most. He seemed cultured and had a good temperament. She took Si Qi from Chu Feng and said, "Thank you for taking care of my little Qi."

Chu Feng carefully released his arm from Si Qi's shoulder and helped Si Qi up with Si's mother.

As Chu Feng moved, his wrist was accidentally brushed by Si's mother's fingertips, and a new image instantly flashed into his mind.

At that moment, Mrs. Si, dressed in a festive gown, walked arm in arm with Si Qi, who was also dressed in a suit, to him amidst the gazes of many hotel guests. She took his hand, solemnly placed Si Qi in his palm, her eyes glistening with tears, and spoke with a tone of entrustment.

So, what's going on between him and Si Qi...?

get married? !

Chu Feng's eyes widened, his breath caught in his throat, and he was incredibly excited.

Meanwhile, Si's mother, supporting Si Qi, wondered how her son, who always had a good tolerance for alcohol and excellent manners when drunk, could have gotten himself into such a state. After getting out of the car, he kept clinging to her; could he be feigning drunkenness to take advantage of Xiao Feng…?

Both were preoccupied with their own thoughts and didn't notice that the other's expression was off.

After escorting Si Qi to his room on the third floor, Si's mother urged Chu Feng to stay, saying, "It's late, Xiao Feng, you should rest here."

Chu Feng was still replaying the scene of his wedding in his mind. Hearing this, he nodded and said, "Okay, ma... Auntie!" The content of his memory had left a deep impression on him, and Chu Feng almost blurted out "Mom".

In a way, she's arrived at her future husband's hometown ahead of time, hasn't she?

Si Qi sat on the bed, his puppy-dog eyes pleadingly tugging at Chu Feng's sleeve: "Are you leaving?"

Mrs. Si, standing to the side, could hardly bear to watch: "...Xiao Feng lives right next door to you!"

This child is hopeless.

Si Qi grumbled, "Chu Feng and I still have a lot to talk about! We can... have a long talk."

Si's mother glanced sideways: "What you're saying is a lie, but what you really want is to keep him in the room to sleep together, right?"

Si's mother firmly opposed Si Qi's behavior of taking advantage of Chu Feng's ignorance, saying, "Xiao Feng has been with you all night and is very tired. Let's talk about it tomorrow."

Si Qi turned to look at him: "Chu Feng, are you tired?"

Chu Feng didn't want to take advantage of Si Qi's ignorance, so he lied and said, "Yes, I'm a little tired."

Si Qi could only mutter aggrievedly, "Okay... then see you tomorrow."

Chu Feng was quite moved by Si Qi's expression, but he still hardened his heart and turned to leave. Led by Si Qi's mother, he arrived at the guest room next door.

The room had already been prepared by the housekeeper and staff, with all the bedding and daily necessities provided. All you had to do was check in empty-handed.

After hearing Si's mother's warm goodnight greeting, Chu Feng watched her leave and then closed the door.

He carefully removed his gloves, and with a forced smile, gently touched the bathrobe and bedding underneath with his fingertips. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found that they were all brand new and unused.

Looks like I can relax and get a good night's sleep tonight.

Having developed severe psychological trauma from staying in hotels several times during business trips, Chu Feng relaxed, quickly washed up, and lay down on the bed.

Everything that happened with Si Qi tonight, and the scenes of their "wedding," kept swirling in Chu Feng's mind, making him incredibly excited. He stared at the unfamiliar surroundings and couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

Just then, a cautious and short text message notification sounded, as if afraid of disturbing Chu Feng's sleep, and it only beeped once before falling silent.

Chu Feng picked up his phone to check and found that it was Si Qi. He clicked on the message and saw that Si Qi had sent a "Are you asleep?" emoji of a little dragon. He smiled slightly and replied, "Not yet."

"Can I video call?" Si Qi seemed to have been waiting on the other end of the phone. As soon as he received Chu Feng's reply, he immediately typed a text message.

“Okay,” Chu Feng’s fingers reacted faster than his brain. When he realized what he had agreed to, he subconsciously raised his hand to tidy his hair, which was still a little messy from being blow-dried, and then he saw the video call on the other end.

On the other end of the call, the screen was somewhat dark, but through the light from the phone screen, Si Qi could be seen close to the screen.

Si Qi's cheeks were flushed, his eyes were somewhat glazed, and most of his face was squeezed into the small screen, completely unlike his usual elite and intelligent demeanor. His slow reactions and blank expression even made him appear somewhat adorable.

Chu Feng subconsciously wanted to save the scene using the screen recording function.

He said softly, "What's wrong?"

His tone was soothing and gentle, as if he were coaxing a baby to sleep.

Si Qi, holding his phone, buried half his face in the fluffy pillow, and said in a muffled voice, "I want to see you."

His voice trailed off, sounding almost like he was pleading. This rare display of softness made Chu Feng's heart pound, and he increasingly regretted not recording the moment.

Taking advantage of Si Qi's drunkenness and clouded judgment, Chu Feng mustered his courage and said, "I also want to see you."

Si Qi grumbled, "Then don't hang up, okay?"

How could Chu Feng possibly say no? Even though he knew clearly that his actions would reveal a lot, he still couldn't resist any of Si Qi's requests.

"good."

Si Qi put his phone aside and, while fighting off the drowsiness that the alcohol was making him feel, mumbled something to Chu Feng.

Sometimes it's work, sometimes it's life, and sometimes it's just incoherent babbling that has no meaning whatsoever.

Chu Feng sat leaning against the bed, holding his phone in both hands, earnestly answering Si Qi's questions. Even after seeing Si Qi's eyes gradually close and his breathing become light and rhythmic, Chu Feng couldn't bear to hang up the video call.

Si Qi looks exceptionally cute in the picture, with soft, jet-black hair, long, thick eyelashes, delicate, jade-like skin, and full, perky, cherry-like lips that look soft and kissable.

Like an angel.

Chu Feng had never observed someone so closely and carefully before.

I never imagined that someone could be so pleasing to my eye, even the curve of their mouth and the shadow cast by their drooping eyelashes were so beautiful.

How wonderful it would be to see him with my own eyes, to touch the ends of his hair; to hear him with my own ears, to feel his breath.

Chu Feng, who never wanted to have physical contact with anyone, longed for human warmth for the first time in his life, and fantasized about the wonderful feeling of embracing someone he liked.

He placed his phone beside his pillow and, accompanied by the soft sounds of Si Qi on the other end of the video call, slowly drifted off to sleep.

-

The next morning.

When Si Qi woke up, he had no recollection of what he had done the night before.

I only felt that at first I hugged Chu Feng while I was drunk, and then... then Chu Feng took me home?

Does that mean Mother Si has already seen Chu Feng without him even realizing it?

Si Qi got up and washed up, listening to Xiu Xiu in his mind recount what had happened last night. Knowing that Chu Feng was next door and that he had even video-called Chu Feng all night, he raised an eyebrow and said, "After I fell asleep last night, I didn't say anything nonsense, did I?"

Si Qi can control what you say when you're drunk, but what you dream about is something he can't control.

Saying a few wild or suggestive things is one thing; Chu Feng probably wouldn't mind. But if he were to reveal that he was chanting magical incantations and becoming the God of Light to slay demons and evil spirits, what would become of his image?

Although he enjoys cosplay now, he really doesn't have any chuunibyou (middle school syndrome)!

Xiuxiu: "No, you've been very quiet the whole time."

Si Qi: "That's good."

Xiuxiu: "Would you like to invite the Supreme God to tour your collection today?"

So he should prepare games and snacks in advance, otherwise he'll get very bored staying in the dark room for too long.

Si Qi paused slightly while brushing his teeth, a hint of attraction in his eyes.

Unfortunately, when they left the room, Chu Feng and Si's mother were both downstairs. The three of them had breakfast together, and then Si's mother was going to the company with Si Qi. Si Qi didn't have the opportunity to invite Chu Feng to see the collection, so he had to give up in disappointment.

"Alright, they're all gone now, why are you still staring?" Mrs. Si teased with a smile, "I knew you liked her, but I never imagined you'd act like this when you liked someone."

Si Qi watched the car carrying Chu Feng drive away, then turned back and said smugly, "I have good taste in choosing a partner, don't I?"

He counted on his fingers one by one: "Handsome, good-natured, intelligent, and healthy." These were the only expectations Si's mother had for her son's partner, and Chu Feng had met all of them.

Of course, more importantly, Si Qi likes it.

“It’s very good,” so Mrs. Si said with a smile, “Just keep trying to win him over and see when you can get him.”

She looked at Chu Feng's gaze as he looked at Si Qi; his eyes, which seemed to melt away like ice and snow, didn't appear to be indifferent to Si Qi.

These two kids might actually make it work.

As they were talking, the car pulled up in front of the mother and son. The housekeeper helped open the car door, and the two got in one after the other and headed to the company.

On the way, Mrs. Si remembered something and asked him, "Is that boy, Xiao Zhou, still coming to see you?"

Since confirming with Si Qi in the text message last time, Si Qi's mother has found an excuse to get rid of Zhou Wu for Si Qi. At that time, she implied that Zhou Wu should do his job well, and as long as Zhou Wu did not pretend not to understand, he would not be able to ignore her meaning.

Si Qi: Yes, but they didn't mention asking me for help, they just said they wanted to meet.

Mrs. Si sighed helplessly, "Then you can handle it yourself. After all, we've had such a long-standing relationship."

Si Qi didn't speak, his gaze fixed on the window. It wasn't hard to guess what Zhou Wu would say after seeing him.

He wasn't interested in listening.

Mrs. Si quickly forgot about Zhou Wu and got down to business: "The R&D department delivered the tea. I tried it, and it really tastes great."

Even she couldn't help but drink it sip after sip after sip after receiving the finished product, and it's not hard to imagine the reactions of other consumers after tasting it.

Si Qi: "We can focus on promoting these models next, as there are currently no similar products on the market that can compete with them."

There aren't many tea-based beverages on the market right now; most are soft drinks or fruit juices, and sugar-free options are almost nonexistent. As for tea, they're all pretty much the same: green tea and black tea.

Siqi could easily launch a brand new tea beverage series, such as peach oolong, grapefruit jasmine, and green tangerine pu-erh, combining the refreshing taste of fruit with the mellow aroma of tea. As long as the flavors are unique and unforgettable for consumers, no one can compete with them in this market for a long time.

As for whether they taste good or not... Si Qi has been to so many worlds and tasted countless delicacies, so he has a lot to say on this matter and has never been worried about it from the beginning.

-

Under Si Qi's guidance, everything at the company is progressing in a positive direction.

Thanks to Si Qi's frequent guidance and Chu Feng's almost cheating-like ability to directly obtain answers beyond the reach of time, the difficulties that had been painstakingly overcome by research institutions in numerous countries were smoothly and steadily brought to a successful conclusion in just a few months.

Looking at the experimental results in the vessel, which had been confirmed to be effective after repeated testing, Chu Feng breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't wait to dial Si Qi's number.

"The trial was a success, and we have obtained the preclinical vaccine. The next steps are animal experiments and clinical research..." Chu Feng said methodically, a hint of joy unconsciously emanating from his voice.

He was certainly happy that his research had yielded results, but he was even happier that he no longer had to burn through tens of millions of Si Qi's funds every month. This vaccine alone would make Si Qi a fortune.

He thought Si Qi would be happy to hear the news, so he couldn't help but feel happy too.

Si Qi was surprised: "You succeeded so quickly?"

Si Qi knew that Chu Feng in this world was very smart, and he was certain that with his attention, Chu Feng would be able to develop the vaccine sooner or later. He just didn't expect Chu Feng to be so fast. It was almost as fast as if he had done it himself.

"You're really amazing," Si Qi exclaimed sincerely. "Wait a moment, I'll be right there."

Chu Feng: "I'll wait for you here."

Si Qi arrived quickly. After arriving at the laboratory, he looked through the data reports that Chu Feng had given him and asked Chu Feng a few questions, each of which went straight to the core of the research.

Chu Feng raised an eyebrow slightly and answered Si Qi's question carefully, saying, "You have a deep understanding of this research."

If you're not truly an expert, you might not even know from what angle to ask a question.

Si Qi's questions were clearly insightful, and the answers would easily confirm whether the experiment had been successful.

This made Chu Feng even more convinced that Si Qi's mind was no less capable than his own, and might even be stronger.

"It's a real shame you're not doing scientific research," Chu Feng said. "Your knowledge base is no less than mine. Moreover, your thinking is clear and your mind is quick..." You would definitely be a top-notch researcher.

After reviewing the data feedback and getting the answer he wanted from Chu Feng, Si Qi was basically certain that the vaccine would be a success. He said with a relaxed mood, "But I'd rather support you in your scientific research."

Chu Feng was puzzled, feeling that Si Qi's strength was no less than his own, so why did it have to be him?

“Whatever research you want to do, you need enough funding to support it, right?” Si Qi smiled. “I like seeing you standing in the lab, looking so radiant.”

Chu Feng looked very happy, unlike when he was outside, when he was tense and unable to relax for a moment.

Only by becoming Chu Feng's investor and providing Chu Feng with an experimental environment that perfectly meets his requirements can Chu Feng not worry about social interactions, project deadlines, or whether his research results will bring any returns... He wants to give Chu Feng the best of everything.

Chu Feng was hit hard by this direct question, but his eyes no longer had the cold indifference and death of the past; they looked warm and bright.

He still remembered that, in all the time since he met Si Qi, every physical contact he had with Si Qi was filled with happiness and sweetness. Whether in the past or the future, he had never felt any negative emotions towards Si Qi; all the scenes he saw were so beautiful that they captivated him.

He liked Si Qi like a creature living in a dark corner longed to touch the light, from the bottom of his heart, like an instinct.

He had hated his superpower countless times, feeling like a wanderer outside the world, unable to live like a normal person. Now, he was grateful for his superpower, which allowed him to find his soulmate immediately and helped him avoid a terrible future.

Now, he can easily feel the tangible, intense love that Si Qi gives him at any time.

This made Chu Feng, who was always clearly aware that he was alone and not loved by the world, feel that he was also cared about and loved by others.

He remained silent, but his gaze towards Si Qi was incredibly tender.

Si Qi was captivated by his gaze and couldn't help but invite him, "Shall we go for a drink to celebrate your successful experiment?"

Chu Feng recalled the scene at the bar last time, when Si Qi got drunk and collapsed into his arms, and couldn't help but nod.

He just didn't expect that Si Qi wouldn't take him to a bar, but instead went all the way to his house.

“The wines I have at home are the kind you can’t get at bars,” Si Qi said. “And I can also mix drinks.”

“You know so much,” Chu Feng replied simply. “I don’t drink often, so I don’t know much about these things.”

“It’s right for someone with such a precious mind like you to avoid alcohol,” Si Qi said. “But you can have a taste now and then and experience the feeling of being slightly tipsy.”

At home, Mrs. Si was not there; only the housekeeper and the others were present.

Si Qi took Chu Feng to the wine cellar, personally selected suitable wines, and then went to the small bar in the lounge. He opened the wine, washed the glasses, cut fruit, and skillfully mixed drinks with a bartender.

The entire set of movements was fluid and graceful. Even Chu Feng, who knew nothing about it, was captivated by Si Qi's skillful execution.

"Summer starry sky, please enjoy." Si Qi pretended to push the glass in front of Chu Feng, his every word and action befitting a polite bartender.

Chu Feng found it interesting and picked up the wine glass to examine the drink inside. It looked clear and transparent, with a deep blue color that gradually deepened from light to dark. He then took a sip.

It wasn't as strong as I expected; the overall feeling was more refreshing and smooth, with the fruity aroma of blueberries, like a burst of juicy fruit juice in my mouth—it was incredibly satisfying.

The cup wasn't big, only enough for three or four sips at most. Chu Feng, in a moment of greed, drank it all down, and then, still wanting more, praised, "It tastes really good."

Si Qi smiled and took back the empty cup Chu Feng had handed him. His fingertips inadvertently touched Chu Feng's palm, and he was about to ask Chu Feng what he wanted to try next when he saw Chu Feng's eyes suddenly widen, followed by a blush spreading across his face, which startled Si Qi.

"Oh, its prescription should be very low..."

How did you get so excited so quickly?

"No, it's not..." Chu Feng covered half of his face with his hand in a disheveled manner, not daring to look at Si Qi in front of him.

He, he is so filthy, how could he treat Si Qi like that in such a place!

But Si Qi, dressed in a bartender's uniform with his black bow tie ripped open and revealing it beneath his snow-white collarbone, looked incredibly lecherous...

He actually lowered his head and kissed Si Qi's collarbone!

Si Qi was so frightened that he gasped for breath, his fingers gripping Si Qi's back tightly... Oh my god! That sound!

Chu Feng's face grew increasingly red, finally startling Si Qi. He quickly circled around from behind the bar, asking worriedly, "Are you feeling unwell? Is it an allergic reaction?"

Chu Feng waved his hands repeatedly, bowing awkwardly, "No, I'm fine."

But something's definitely going to happen to him in the future! What is he doing?!

He forced Si Qi in the office, and then made Si Qi turn his back to him and use his hands to spread his arms at the bar... Chu Feng didn't even look at the bartending equipment next to him, afraid that if his fingers touched it, he would see something terrible.

Si Qi said nervously, "Never mind, I won't drink it."

Chu Feng: "I..."

Not wanting to spoil Si Qi's mood, he blushed and said, "It's okay, I'm really okay."

"..." Seeing that Chu Feng insisted, and that he didn't seem to be feeling unwell, Si Qi thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll get you some non-alcoholic drinks."

When mixing drinks, fruits and beverages are often used. If you remove the alcohol-containing elements and use only a few other ingredients, the taste is still very good.

Chu Feng nodded hurriedly: "Okay, no problem."

He watched as Si Qi returned to the bar, cut him a plate of fruit to help him sober up, and then took out a few bottles of drinks that could be found in supermarkets, such as Yakult, and mixed them with freshly squeezed juice to make a drink.

Chu Feng had never tried these before. He picked up the cup, took a sip, and found the taste to be unusually delicious. He couldn't help but exclaim, "You're really amazing!"

They excel academically, are adept at business and social interaction, and are even skilled at adding enjoyment to life.

Compared to Si Qi, his dull and repressed personality is not likable at all.

How could someone like him possibly win Si Qi's heart? Based solely on their brief friendship from high school and their work collaboration?

Chu Feng belatedly realized that he had been living a muddled and aimless life before. If he hadn't been so gloomy and withdrawn, perhaps he would have had more to offer Si Qi now.

In that instant, Chu Feng, who was always aloof and cynical, suddenly became proactive. He wanted to step out of his past environment and reach a place where he could walk side by side with Si Qi, instead of pulling Si Qi into his own comfort zone and making Si Qi adapt to him.

They drank and chatted, and the topic quickly shifted from work to the clothes they had mentioned earlier.

Because of the situation where "he would buy ten sets of the same outfit and never change them when they met", Si Qi suspected that Chu Feng might have some kind of quirk in this regard, so he joked with him: "The new clothes for next season have been delivered to my house. There's a light blue one in there. Do you want to go and see the light blue one you mentioned?"

Chu Feng was a little embarrassed, but she really wanted to know if the commemorative shirt (or so it seemed) of her and Si Qi was the same one she remembered. She nodded and said, "Okay."

Si Qi looked at him meaningfully.

It seems he was right; Chu Feng in this world does indeed have a rather unusual fondness for clothes.

Isn't that a coincidence? He also happens to enjoy buying unique clothes.

They're a perfect match, like a pot and a lid.

Setting down his wine glass, Si Qi cheerfully led Chu Feng to his bedroom and opened the walk-in closet.

Chu Feng generally avoids touching clothes, as they are very close to the body and can easily reveal things he doesn't want to see.

But these are Si Qi's clothes.

Chu Feng stood outside the wardrobe, wanting to take it but too embarrassed to do so. He appeared reserved, but his eyes were filled with restless desire, which made Si Qi want to laugh.

Si Qi picked up the newly arrived, custom-made garment to his size and handed it to Chu Feng: "Does this suit your taste?"

Chu Feng didn't notice the meaning behind Si Qi's words. Her ears turned red, and she raised her hand, nervously and cautiously touching the cuff of her clothes before quickly withdrawing it.

The sensation of their lips touching was so vivid in his mind that it was the same clothes he remembered wearing when they kissed.

Chu Feng nodded, feigning composure, and said, "It's very beautiful."

Si Qi understood immediately. Seeing Chu Feng's reaction, he could tell that Chu Feng indeed had this kind of fetish. He took a few steps forward, opened the door to the inner dressing room, and invited him in: "There's more here."

Chu Feng subconsciously followed, but the moment he stepped inside, he was shocked by the scene inside.

What...what is all this?!

The clothes he had seen several times in his memory appeared before him in such a blatant manner, causing a flood of vivid memories to rush in and overwhelm him.

His body tensed up, so nervous he didn't know what to do. Then, Si Qi casually picked up one of the garments and asked him, "How about this one?"

It's a fluffy white rabbit onesie pajama with a pair of cute big ears on it.

Si Qi shoved the clothes into his hands, and he took them unconsciously, his ungloved hands touching the soft down. The process of its creation immediately flashed through his mind. Si Qi had bought it and hung it in his walk-in closet for years, only ever looking at it, never touching it, until Chu Feng appeared. The clothes were soon forcibly put on Si Qi…

...He really is a pervert incarnate!!!

Chu Feng was so nervous (excited) that his whole body was burning up. He watched as Si Qi, dressed in a fluffy bunny pajama, was pinned down on the dark blue bed, struggling futilely. Soon, the bunny's outer fur was removed, revealing its smooth, snow-white lining, like a gift being unwrapped, its eyes red-rimmed, tears welling, its lips slightly parted, its tongue lolling out, ready to be defiled…

Chu Feng: "…………" Aaaaaaahh ...

Under Si Qi's "I knew it" gaze, Chu Feng was handed one piece of clothing after another. Each piece had been sitting there as decoration for years, but as soon as Chu Feng appeared, the clothes were immediately given their true function, without any waste.

Chu Feng's breathing became heavy, and he was speechless for a long time. After a long while, he said to Si Qi in a hoarse voice, "I... I'm sorry."

Brainwashed by countless memories, Chu Feng found himself completely addicted to that feeling. He thought with shame, no wonder his future self liked playing this kind of game; it all stemmed from this moment's transformation.

It's so unfair to Si Qi, having to encounter someone like him. The clothes that were originally brought back and displayed here only for work purposes ended up becoming props for her to toy with him…

Si Qi looked at him with exceptional tolerance and said, "It's okay, I noticed it a long time ago. Everyone has different interests and hobbies, and I understand and respect that."

Chu Feng felt increasingly ashamed, thinking that when Si Qi said those words, he probably didn't expect that this hobby would be applied to him. In order to comfort him, he took the initiative to pick up a piece of clothing and hold it up to himself: "Clothes are for wearing, right? Look, I can wear them too."

Chu Feng struggled to suppress the beast within him: "You don't need to force yourself for my sake..."

"What's the big deal!" Si Qi was very concerned about his friend's mental health. In order to prevent Chu Feng from continuing to feel inferior, he immediately unbuttoned his shirt, took off his top, and put on a sexy off-shoulder top. He then winked at Chu Feng.

Chu Feng: "…………"

Chu Feng covered his nose tightly, his fragile reason struggling to resist the overwhelming temptation. In the instant Si Qi approached him, trying to "comfort" him, he "before his eyes" saw Si Qi snuggling into his arms one night, her beautiful face tilted up, her sweet voice pleading with him, her head nuzzling against his chest, revealing an adorable smile.

That warm and sweet feeling almost calmed his initial restless excitement. Chu Feng let himself immerse himself in that cozy, family-like atmosphere, avoiding looking at Si Qi in front of him, and said with a relieved smile, "Thank you, Xiao Qi."

Si Qi, who was trying his best to seduce him: "…………"

Are you impotent?!

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Author's Note: --

Shoot: Huh? Why was the dark room only a few minutes this time? (Pupils widen in shock) (Disbelief) (Looks at the owner who is putting his clothes back on, a hint of sympathy in his eyes)