Chapter 17 Dimples

Qi Ji felt that since he met Yuan Zhuo, he had done countless strange things and had countless strange feelings.

He never thought that at the age of 24, he would actually cry with a little kid in the park at dawn.

Emotions and crying finally came to an end. When everything was over, they were greeted with a period of embarrassment and silence.

In the end, it was Yuan Zhuo who took the lead in breaking this weird atmosphere. He took a deep breath, rubbed Qi Ji's back, and said hoarsely.

"It's cold, brother, let's go back to the car first."

He didn't dare to mention setting off fireworks or anything like that. His baby's crying was like it almost cost him half his life.

It was really hard for him to imagine that if he suffered greater harm or encountered more sad things in the future, would he also feel so sad that he wanted to die.

No, he couldn't die. If he died, who would love his baby?

Well, he admitted that his baby was too wonderful. There were countless people in this world who loved him, but he must be the one who loved him the most!

He had to work hard to become stronger in the shortest time so that he could better protect him!

He absolutely, absolutely would not allow anyone to hurt him, including himself.

Qi Ji had a strong psychological quality. After returning to the car, his emotions completely calmed down, as if he had become the invulnerable him again.

"It's none of your business. It's my own problem." It

was the first time he saw his parents' smiling faces again after six years.

Did they forgive him?

No, even if they have forgiven him, he cannot forgive himself...

Yuan Zhuo didn't know which link went wrong. He didn't dare to ask for fear of upsetting him again. He could only act coquettishly and laugh.

"Ah, nonsense, how could it be brother's problem? Brother is never wrong!"

The first rule of the Yuan family's family motto: The wife is never wrong.

The second rule of the Yuan family's family motto: If the wife is wrong, please refer to the first rule.

It seemed to be commonplace. Yuan Zhuo once again easily pulled Qi Ji out of the dark mood.

Besides, under normal circumstances, who would not like this considerate child who accompanied them when they were vulnerable?

For the first time, Qi Ji reached out and rubbed Yuan Zhuo's head.

"Thank you."

All along, Yuan Zhuo had been the one who made some intimate gestures towards Qi Ji unilaterally, and he had to control the scale and duration of these gestures very carefully, for fear that he would offend him.

This was the first time that Qi Ji took the initiative to make intimate gestures towards him. Although this action was too much like coaxing a child, Yuan Zhuo not only did not care, but instead thought it was a phased victory in the progress of their relationship! This

time he took the initiative to touch the hair, wouldn't he take the initiative to hug next time?

Since he has already hugged, would a kiss be far behind?

After the kiss, wouldn't it be hehehe... After

wiping away the sadness and uneasiness just now, the restless little man in Yuan Zhuo's heart began to become active again.

With a pair of black and white puppy eyes curved in a smile, he gave Qi Ji a well-behaved and sweet smile.

"You're welcome. I like my brother the most. I hope my brother will always be happy!"

The corny words came out of his mouth casually. After a long time, even a cold-natured person like Qi Ji began to get used to it.

I have to admit that after crying unexpectedly, the troubles and pressures that had been accumulating in his heart recently seemed to be released, and he felt more relaxed than ever before.

Seeing the small fireworks thrown on the ground outside the car window, he rarely felt like playing.

"Since I bought them, don't waste them."

As long as he was with Qi Ji, Yuan Zhuo was happy.

So when it was late at night and everyone was asleep, the two big boys over 1.8 meters tall happily set off small fireworks in the small park.

As he was doing this, Yuan Zhuo discovered a huge surprise.

His brother smiled, and he actually had dimples!

Although it lasted for a short time and the dimples were very shallow from a distance, he was able to catch them with his superb eyesight!

This surprise was too wonderful, and Yuan Zhuo couldn't help but shout out.

"Brother, you actually have dimples, so cute!"

After he shouted like that, Qi Ji realized how happy he had smiled just now, and he subconsciously returned to his usual calm appearance.

However, Yuan Zhuo, who was so fascinated by the pair of shallow dimples, was not willing to let him go. He threw away the fireworks in his hand, rushed directly to Qi Ji and pulled him into his arms.

"Brother, you are so bad. It took you so long to let me know that you have dimples!"

Oh my God, his baby must be God's most beautiful masterpiece. He must have saved the Milky Way in his previous life to meet him, right?

Qi Ji couldn't quite understand the kid's logic. He didn't hide his dimples on purpose. It's just that since six years ago, there has been nothing worth laughing about.

He let him hold him tolerantly. He didn't push him away like before. He just helplessly avoided his fingers that kept poking at his face.

But in the end, he couldn't help laughing, and the dimples that made Yuan Zhuo intoxicated finally appeared again.

At this moment, Yuan Zhuo felt like a pervert. He actually had the urge to lick that cute dimple, but fortunately, the last trace of reason left in his mind stopped him.

The next best thing he could do was hold Qi Ji tightly in his arms and mumble.

"Brother, can you promise me something?"

Since the two of them got along, Yuan Zhuo has mostly done something for him, but rarely made any requests to him. If he rarely asked, Qi Ji would certainly not refuse.

"Okay."

He was so straightforward that Yuan Zhuo couldn't help but think of the time when they first met, when he always kept rejecting him. Fortunately, his hard work paid off, and he was not scared away, and even walked into his life.

She happily arched the side of his neck like a big dog.

"Brother, you are so nice?"

Qi Ji had heard this sentence at least eighty times, if not a hundred times, and he was used to it.

Letting him hold her, he quietly waited for his request.

"Brother, please don't show your dimples to others in the future, okay?"

These dimples belong to him. His last name is Yuan, and he doesn't want to share them with anyone.

In the past, Qi Ji would certainly ignore such childish and nonsensical requests, but now it seems different. Facing him like this, he seems to have no way to refuse.

Besides, this is not a difficult thing for him. He rarely shows interest in other people or other things. Even when he encounters something fun or is in a better mood, he is not used to laughing.

Maybe, he was really happy just now...

"Okay."

But with just one short word, Yuan Zhuo felt as if he had received the best gift in the world.

He swore that he would love him forever and let his dimples belong to him alone forever!