Chapter 45 Happiness

In the past few years, Qi Ji knew that many people said that he lived like a robot, and seemed to have no worldly desires.

In fact, what everyone said was right. Since 8 years ago, he really had no other thoughts and desires in his heart except winning the championship. In fact,

because he was too early to enter the e-sports industry that requires strong concentration, and because he was naturally cold and quiet, some desires in certain aspects have always been a tightly closed door to him.

Now, because of Yuan Zhuo, he felt this strange and ethereal feeling for the first time.

Qi Ji didn't feel ashamed about this, he thought desires were part of being human.

But compared to these, Qi Ji felt more that this feeling made him feel "alive".

All this was because of Yuan Zhuo. He didn't know whether he should be sad or happy...

He let himself fall into this confusion for a while. He didn't want Yuan Zhuo to find out that he was different. After calming down for a while, Qi Ji got up and went to the beach to wait for him.

But this wait lasted for half an hour. During this time, Qi Ji suppressed the chaotic and confused feeling. Yes, he didn't figure it out, so he had to suppress it forcibly.

He realized that Yuan Zhuo had disappeared for half an hour. Could something have happened?

In an instant, Qi Ji, who was always known for his calmness and generosity, was a little flustered, annoyed, and even a little self-loathing at this moment.

Why is he always like this?

Couldn't he be more careful and thoughtful?

Yuan Zhuo could take care of every detail for him, but he didn't even realize that he had been gone for so long. He really wasn't someone worthy of being loved.

With deep self-blame and self-loathing, Qi Ji was about to get up and go to the house to find Yuan Zhuo, when the door of the villa was opened.

Seeing that he seemed to be safe and sound, Qi Ji stopped his steps to run.

But the self-loathing in his heart did not diminish at all, until Yuan Zhuo walked in, and he didn't want him to worry, so he pretended to be nothing.

"Are you not feeling well? What took you so long?"

It would have been better if Qi Ji didn't ask, because Yuan Zhuo felt embarrassed and wronged when he asked.

Not wanting him to see his blushing face, he threw himself on Qi Ji and buried his face in his neck, muttering a little aggrieved and helplessly.

"When can I catch up with my brother..."

It was too painful to only be able to look but not eat.

Yuan Zhuo was really afraid that one day he would become beastly and lose control of himself...

Although the winter in Bincheng was comfortable and pleasant, it was still more than 20 degrees. It was actually quite hot for two people to stick together, but Qi Ji did not push Yuan Zhuo away.

In addition to not wanting to make him unhappy, their close contact also greatly relieved Qi Ji's depressed mood.

But as always, she did not respond to him. He would find the person who could stay with him for the rest of his life, and he would bless him in another world.

Fortunately, Yuan Zhuo didn't want any response, fearing that he would have another impulse. He got up from Qi Ji after only clinging to him for a short while. He

lay back in his chair and began to enjoy the beautiful time alone with his sweetheart.

Together, they felt the caress of the sun, the gentle touch of the warm breeze, and the love hidden in each other's hearts.

Until the sun set and dyed the sky a gorgeous golden color, the two of them walked back leisurely with their fingers intertwined.

"Brother, you go upstairs and take a rest, or play ranked for a while. I'll call you when the New Year's Eve

dinner is ready." Sure enough, when they returned to the villa, several staff members were already preparing dinner on the kitchen table.

Qi Ji advised, thinking that Yuan Zhuo would personally watch them cook the New Year's Eve dinner and didn't want him to be so tired.

"Yuan Zhuo, don't worry about it. I'm not picky about food."

Sometimes, even when he was sick, his appetite would be very poor. Therefore, most of the time, food only meant survival to him.

So he didn't have any preferences. Basically, he either ate in the base cafeteria or took out. It was only after he met Yuan Zhuo that his diet changed a little.

Yuan Zhuo knew that Qi Ji was not picky about food, but he just wanted to give him the best. The most important thing was that he had another surprise for him, which he naturally couldn't let him find out.

Holding Qi Ji's thin but not frail shoulders with both hands, Yuan Zhuo pushed him to the stairs.

"Don't worry about it, brother. I'll call you when I'm ready!"

Seeing that he was so persistent, Qi Ji fulfilled his wish, and thought that when he ate later, he could show that he ate better, so that it would not be in vain for him to spend the effort to supervise him personally.

...

An hour later, Qi Ji had just finished a ranked game when he saw Yuan Zhuo knocking on the door and poking his head in.

"Brother, let's go downstairs. We're going to have New Year's Eve dinner!"

"Okay."

After taking off his headphones and washing his hands, Qi Ji followed Yuan Zhuo downstairs.

But what surprised him a little, or rather, what he was not used to, was that this time, Yuan Zhuo did not hold his hand. Subconsciously, he looked at his hand.

After noticing his gaze, Yuan Zhuo immediately hid his hand behind his back like a conditioned reflex.

Realizing that he did something and might have hurt his hand, Qi Ji felt a little distressed and angry, but since they were still on the stairs, he did not lose his temper. It was not

until the two of them walked down the stairs that he turned around and looked at Yuan Zhuo. His face was serious and cold, which he had not seen for a long time (when the two of them were together in private).

Looking at his cold and slightly angry eyes, Yuan Zhuo's knees unconsciously softened.

After seeing Qi Ji stretch out his hand to him and say a cold "hand", if he had not made a big mistake, he would have wanted to find a keyboard or something.

There was no way to hide, and Yuan Zhuo did not dare to hide, so he had to take his right hand out from behind his back in a somewhat frivolous manner and put it on Qi Ji's white palm, which was a little smaller than his own.

Seeing the red and swollen blisters on Yuan Zhuo's hands for unknown reasons, Qi Ji's anger and distress immediately escalated at the same time, but in the end, the distress was more, and looking at Yuan Zhuo's eager and pitiful eyes, he couldn't bear to get angry at him, so he could only ask helplessly and coldly.

"What happened?"

Yuan Zhuo sighed a little frustratedly, looking at Qi Ji pitifully.

"I'm sorry, brother, I just wanted to cook two dishes for you, I'm so stupid..."

Qi Ji thought Yuan Zhuo was just watching the staff cook for them, but he didn't expect him to cook for him personally.

He looked at the blisters on his hands again, and his heart was stinging and stuffy.

"Why do you have to do it yourself?"

Subconsciously, Yuan Zhuo answered his true thoughts.

"It tastes like home only when you cook it yourself!"

Of course, Yuan Zhuo was also very clear about his level, and he didn't try to do all of it, otherwise they might not be able to have a New Year's Eve dinner tonight.

He only picked two dishes that were not so difficult and cooked them under the guidance of a Michelin chef, but he had never been in the kitchen and had no experience, so he was burned by accident.

Home?

This word was like a drop of molten fire, dripping into Qi Ji's heart and directly burning a corner of his heart.

So, does he want to give him a home?

Holding his hand, Qi Ji's hand was shaking slightly. He lowered his eyes, almost unable to control his emotions.

Seeing his reaction, Yuan Zhuo immediately panicked.

"What, what's wrong, brother, did I say something wrong?"

Yes, why did he mention home for no reason? His parents have passed away. On a day like the Spring Festival, isn't he just picking at his wounds? He deserves to die.

But he really didn't mean it. He really just wanted to make this New Year's Eve dinner warmer and more meaningful.

"Brother, brother, I'm sorry, I, I didn't mean it!"

As he said that, he wanted to hug him and apologize to him.

Yuan Zhuo's panicked voice woke up Qi Ji, who was almost out of control.

Yes, today is New Year's Eve, a beautiful day, and he can't ruin it all because of himself.

Pinching himself hard, Qi Ji tried his best to stabilize his emotions.

"Where is the first aid kit?"

Yuan Zhuo answered Qi Ji while carefully observing him.

"It's okay, brother. I've applied the medicine. I don't feel any pain."

Looking closely, there was indeed some ointment that was almost dried up. Qi Ji was relieved. Not wanting to dampen Yuan Zhuo's mood, he tried to cheer himself up.

"Let's go have dinner."

Seeing that Qi Ji's mood seemed to have improved, Yuan Zhuo was relieved. The two walked side by side to the restaurant.

Sure enough, the large ocean-style dining table was already filled with more than a dozen exquisite dishes. Of course, two of them didn't look so exquisite. If he guessed correctly, they should have been made by Yuan Zhuo.

The two sat side by side. Not wanting Yuan Zhuo to be too nervous because of worrying about him, Qi Ji tried hard to recall what the New Year's Eve dinner should look like.

"Should we clink glasses and talk first?"

Yuan Zhuo, who was still in a nervous mood, immediately responded.

"Oh, yes, which drink do you want, brother, I'll pour it for you!"

Qi Ji shook his head.

"From now on, except for eating by yourself, don't use your right hand for anything else."

Although Qi Ji's voice was a little serious and cold, Yuan Zhuo was still happy in his heart.

Hey, my wife is worried about me!

"Hey, thank you for your hard work, brother."

Seeing that he was still obedient, Qi Ji's mood finally began to relax, and then he picked up the red wine beside him and poured half a glass for each of them.

Knowing that Qi Ji didn't drink a drop of alcohol, Yuan Zhuo thought he had taken the wrong glass, so he quickly reminded him.

"Brother, that's red wine."

"I know."

He really never drinks, but tonight, he also wants to get drunk.

Maybe when he is drunk, all the pain and entanglement will disappear, let him be happy for a short time, even if he doesn't deserve it, but Yuan Zhuo does, he wants to leave him beautiful memories on this beautiful day.

Yuan Zhuo didn't know the surge in Qi Ji's heart, but looking at his absolutely beautiful appearance under the light, he couldn't help but start to imagine what he would look like when he was drunk.

He wanted to see it!

Of course, he wouldn't deliberately force his baby to get drunk, he couldn't bear it, but if his brother got drunk himself, well, then there was nothing he could do, hey.

After pouring the wine, Qi Ji picked it up, and then clumsily touched it with Yuan Zhuo, who held the glass with two fingers to avoid the wound.

Looking at him, he was very serious and said every word.

"Yuan Zhuo, Happy New Year! In the new year, you must be healthy, happy, safe and happy."

Feeling Qi Ji's seriousness and sincerity, Yuan Zhuo was so happy in his heart that he took a gulp of red wine.

"Brother too, Happy New Year! I want my brother to be healthier, happier, safer and happier."

Facing Yuan Zhuo's sincere and earnest gaze, under the misty light, Qi Ji lowered his eyes to hide the sadness that was about to overflow from his eyes. When he raised his head again, the corners of his mouth showed the pair of pear swirls that Yuan Zhuo loved the most.

He will. He is already happy and happy enough to have this moment in his life.

Therefore, Yuan Zhuo must be happier.