Chapter 43 He Doesn’t Want Shen Ci Nian to Manage
Sadness suddenly came like a tide at that moment.
What does it matter what Shen Qinian thinks of him?
A dog, a pet, so what?
Wasn't that what he thought at first? Wasn't that what he wanted Shen Qinian to do?
But why, so sad.
He hunched his shoulders and knelt on the ground in an extremely awkward posture.
Maybe that can't be considered kneeling - he held his head with both hands, pinched his ears with his elbows, covered both ears with his arms, his face completely pressed against the carpet, and his body folded at an angle of almost 180 degrees.
His abdomen was pressed against his thigh, and his right shoulder was tilted to the ground.
He looked lifeless and didn't want to listen to anything others said.
"It's you..." His shoulders shrugged, and it was hard to tell whether it was anger or sadness. "It's you..."
Chen Ci Nian knelt on one knee, lifted up the upper body of the person who was desperately clinging to the blanket, and held him in his arms.
"Um...what's wrong with me?"
Chen Cinian was actually still angry, but it wasn't impossible for him to let it go and coax the puppy.
"What did I do to you? Huh? Tell me."
Fang Ke stopped talking, his face pressed against Shen Cinian's chest for a long time, so long that Shen Cinian thought he was crying. He stroked his face with his slightly cool fingers, intending to wipe the corners of his eyes.
It was at this moment that Fang Ke suddenly jumped up and threw a punch, intending to hit Chen Qinian on the right cheek, but his fist missed slightly and landed on the bridge of his nose.
There was no movement for a long, long time, and neither of them spoke. Fang Ke slowly retracted his hand, stepped back a little, and hugged himself.
Chen Cinian stood up very slowly, so slowly that his movements seemed to be at 0.5 times the speed. Just the movement of standing up was so overwhelming that Fang Ke in front of him was almost suffocated.
Shen Cinian's shadow cast a shadow over Fang Ke in the room's light. Shen Cinian raised his hand and touched the bridge of his nose. His voice was very soft: "Student Fang Ke, is the teacher too gentle?"
Fang Ke stepped back a little and didn't answer.
"Or am I too lenient with you?"
Still without answering, Fang Ke hugged himself tightly, but suddenly a cry escaped from his throat.
"So you think my beating won't hurt you, right?"
The whip that was originally hanging on the ground suddenly left the blanket. Shen Cinian moved his wrist casually and swung the whip out with great skill.
“Whoosh—bang!”
The force was completely different from before, even the sound of the wind had changed!
The air was torn apart by the force of the whip. The snake whip passed by Fang Ke's hair and hit the shelf behind him directly.
The sound of breaking metal echoed throughout the room for a long time.
With one whip, the iron rack was broken.
The shelf fell to the ground with a loud noise, and Fang Ke's shaking was obviously a bit greater.
It was an empty shelf, and the angle at which it fell was perfect, avoiding the place where Fang Ke was sitting.
It won't hurt anyone, but it's enough to make the rebellious puppy's heart tremble.
"I'm giving you a chance to explain. Now tell me why you suddenly ran away."
Fang Ke didn't say anything. He supported himself on the ground with his hands, as if trying to stand up.
The moment he stood up, Shen Cinian's hand moved.
“Whoosh—bang!”
The snake whip, with its force reduced, instantly wrapped around his knees, forcing him to kneel down again.
"I have a pretty good temper," Shen Qinian walked up to Fang Ke step by step, looking down at Fang Ke's stubborn expression as he clenched his fists and refused to give in. He suddenly sneered, "But don't overestimate my patience."
"I'm asking you this second time: why did you suddenly run out? Answer me. Let me ask you this again for the third time: this whip—"
Shen Ci Nian paused, then continued, “You probably don’t want it to fall on you with the force it just did.”
All his emotions collapsed the moment Chen Cinian pushed him too hard, and Fang Ke finally burst into tears.
"It's you...you..." He might be a little aggrieved, so he buried his head in his arms, his voice breaking down inexplicably, "What do you care about me! I just can't stay here any longer, okay? I don't want to see you! Why do you care about me? If the Security Bureau wants me dead, then I'll die! What does it have to do with you? I have nothing to do with you! Nothing!"
"You came here to get beaten, so what if I hit you?! What if I hit you?! I didn't agree to establish a relationship with you, don't you understand?!"
"Your old lover is back, why the hell are you chasing me instead of going to bed with him? I just don't want to live anymore! Get the hell out! Get out!"
What old lover? Shen Cinian frowned, not understanding why Fang Ke said such a thing.
But when he saw Fang Ke's grievance, he thought about it. Although he was still angry, he decided not to pursue the matter for the time being and comfort Fang Ke first.
"Stop swearing," he hung the snake whip back on the wall, then reached out to pick up Fang Ke.
As soon as he touched Fang Ke's shoulder, Fang Ke dodged to the side. "Don't touch me with your dirty hands that are holding Gui! I fucking think Gui is dirty! I think you are dirty too!"
Shen Qinian paused slightly, his eyes darkened for a moment, and at that moment, no one knew what he was thinking.
"Okay, I won't touch you. Since you think I really have no position and no qualifications, then I apologize to you and promise not to bother you anymore in the future."
"Sir..." There was a sudden, cautious knock at the door. The cook said carefully, "May I come in? I have something to explain to you. You may have misunderstood the young master, and the young master may have misunderstood you."
Just now, the God Lord was angry and she didn't dare to stop him. She waited for a long time before she dared to go upstairs.
Chen Ci Nian glanced at Fang Ke, whose posture and expression were both very embarrassed, without lingering for too long, "Let's talk outside the door."
"Your ordinary male friend Song Shuyi came to our house and said bad things to mislead the young master. Xiao Tang and I failed to stop the young master in time and explain to him. When we came to our senses, the young master was gone."
The cook paused for a moment, then her tone became gentler. "Master, have you eaten today? Would you like something to eat? I made some appetizer yogurt bowls, and the food is already heating up. You can actually ask the gentleman first next time. He doesn't have a partner, and Mr. Song is just an ordinary friend."
The cook's words clearly drew a line between Shuyi and Chen Cinian. While explaining the situation to Chen Cinian and Fang Ke, she also protected Fang Ke.
She even remembered to leave Fang Ke some way out.
Fang Ke couldn't tell what he felt for a moment. His heart felt bloated, as if it was a little painful, but it didn't seem like it was painful at all, just sour. Or maybe it was none of that. In fact, his heart was just slightly touched. No, no, he didn't admit it.
Oh, it turns out that Chen Cinian has no companion.
So what.
Did he...destroy what he had obtained with his own hands?
Shen Cinian said that he would no longer care about him in the future.
So what!
The cook was tactful enough to go downstairs without lingering at the door.
Shen Cinian opened the door, his tone was emotionless: "Let's go eat. Afterwards, you can listen to TV or sit for a while. It's up to you."
"After dinner, go get Sister Mi's medicine half an hour later, and then ask her to take your temperature."
Fang Ke slowly clenched his hands that were hanging by his side.
Every word that reached his ears was a sign of Shen Cinian's alienation from him.
"If you need me to give you a fever-reducing shot or put in eye drops, remember to knock before you come to see me in the master bedroom."
Fang Ke clearly felt that he was losing something, and it was he himself who caused all this.
He should have apologized. For that punch. Maybe he could still... redeem himself.
But he couldn't say the three words "I'm sorry".
He stood there without moving.
Shen Ci Nian's eyes were calm, and he slowly leaned against the door. "Do you want me to wait for you?"
Shen Ci Nian looked at his watch and said, "I have classes tomorrow morning. I don't plan to spend too much time on you tonight, especially in such a meaningless way."
Fang Ke still sat on the carpet without moving.
Shen Cinian kept his promise and did not blame him. He just stood there patiently. Fifteen minutes later, he stood up again.
"Sorry, I'm very busy tonight. Whenever you want to move, remember to help me close the door and lights when you come out. Thank you."
After Shen Cinian finished speaking, he left, leaving the light on the stairs on for Fang Ke.
Shen Cinian entered the master bedroom, sat by the window, and began to deal with his work.
The cook brought up two cups of hot milk. Shen Cinian took one. Just as she was about to put the other on the bedside table, Shen Cinian stopped her: "Put it on the guest room table and re-make his bed and change his quilt."
"Sir," she seemed to want to say something.
“Go do it,” Shen Ci Nian interrupted her.
She didn't dare to disobey anymore, so she responded and went out with the milk, closing the door of the master bedroom after she left.
She stood at the door and thought for a while, then decided to call Fang Ke at the stairs first.
"Master, you can eat now. The milk is hot—"
"If you don't like milk, you can drink some yogurt after dinner, blueberry flavor."
Fang Ke suddenly appeared at the corner of the stairs on the second floor with an extremely ferocious look in his eyes.
"Young man..." When the cook saw this look, she suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart. She was about to open her mouth to dissuade him, but Fang Ke had already raised his hand and waved at the tray, spilling milk all over the floor. The glass fell on the cold tiles without a carpet and shattered instantly.
He had no intention of going downstairs to eat, even though he hadn't eaten all day.
He entered the guest room and slammed the door shut.
"Is my cooking really... so bad?" Mi Shimeng's eyes were wet. She squatted down, picking up the broken pieces while muttering to herself in a low voice.
There was a subtle hint of grievance in his voice, "Young Master won't eat my food... I... I'm useless at this point... I'd better go back to the abyss..."
The moment Shen Qinian heard the sound of shattering glass, he walked towards the door. He opened the door and listened for a while. He heard some of what the Dream Eater said. He silently stared at the Dream Eater squatting on the ground for a long time and said, "I don't blame you."
"Go down, I'll take care of it."
"Yes, then you should be careful."
Shen Cinian was not angry, nor did he have any emotions. He just swept away the debris and mopped the milk clean.
While he was mopping the floor, the elusive Ragdoll cat suddenly appeared at his feet, snoring and butting him with its head.
Shen Cinian put away the mop, washed his hands, and came out to hold the cat.
"Meow, purr, meow."
"Good cat," Shen Chenian carried the cat into the room, "No one will take your place tonight, go ahead."
"I'm really going to spoil you. How can a kitten go to bed? Well, you've been lawless like this since you were a kid."
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