Chapter 52 Chapter 52 What's in the room.
At noon, Liu Jingheng held Sayuri in his arms and coaxed the other children. Only after all the children fell asleep did he and his colleagues take time to have lunch.
He really, really, really likes this job, and even more so, the sense of redemption he gets from the furry kids who treat him like a mother.
After saying hello to his colleagues, he took his meal tray to the tiger house, squatted in front of the glass and ate his meal with the tiger cubs that had just been born.
While I was eating, my cell phone suddenly rang.
He took it out and saw that the caller ID read "Bitch Number One".
Liu Jingheng: ...
I planned to modify the notes a few months ago, but I haven't made any progress yet.
Hey, I have a terrible memory.
After answering the phone, Cheng Yunqing's voice came again after a long absence:
"How have you been recently? What are you busy with?"
Liu Jingheng said simply: "Work."
"Found a job? Congratulations. Could you tell me what kind of job it is?"
"Animal keeper."
Cheng Yunqing on the other end of the phone chuckled:
"Then you've achieved what you wanted in life. However, are you physically fit for this job?"
Liu Jingheng: "Yes."
After cleaning the red panda's house in the morning, I did have a little tachycardia and dizziness. After resting for a while, I felt better and it's not serious.
"I've been reflecting on my life plan lately. I was put in solitary confinement due to a disagreement with my family. Today I compromised and got my cell phone back." Cheng Yunqing's voice was clear and elegant, with a smile on her face, but there was a hint of bitterness in her voice that came from accepting her fate.
Liu Jingheng scratched his head. He really couldn't remember whether this plot was in the original text.
In my superficial impression, although the male protagonist Cheng Yunqing encountered many obstacles in his career, he always remained firm in his choices and finally lived up to everyone's expectations.
Liu Jingheng suddenly realized: I am the villain who is obstructing everything.
He fell silent and began to reflect on himself.
I was so engrossed in the book about wine that I completely forgot the purpose of my trip.
But, but…
Liu Jingheng looked quietly at the tiger cub basking in the sun leisurely in the glass cage.
It seems that his appearance completely disrupted the original network of character relationships. In the timeline, he has already been gloriously offline, living in the protagonists' described bad memories. The male protagonist and the bottom share the same hatred and begin a peak showdown with the villain.
But the plot related to it, like Cheng Yunqing's remarks which have not been corrected till now, is still not clear at all.
It seems that I am not so anxious anymore.
"Why aren't you talking?" Cheng Yunqing on the other end of the phone interrupted his thoughts.
Liu Jingheng didn't know what to say and just responded vaguely.
Cheng Yunqing smiled and said, "I'll take some time to visit you these days, okay?"
Liu Jingheng was about to answer "OK" when Cheng Yunqing added:
"I missed you so much."
The voice is clear and light, with a slightly prolonged ending, which is ambiguous and lingering.
Liu Jingheng still said: "Okay."
He simply defined these four words as the male protagonist being kind-hearted and unilaterally wanting to establish a revolutionary friendship with the vicious green tea cannon fodder.
"I won't bother you anymore. I feel better hearing your voice." Cheng Yunqing smiled. "Have a good rest after dinner."
After hanging up the phone, Liu Jingheng looked at the phone in silence.
The little tiger cub in the glass cage before me was still so adorable, but a sense of inexplicable bitterness welled up in my heart.
Fortunately, he did not waste his time on internal struggles. His melancholy mood instantly disappeared when he saw Sayuri opening her arms for a hug.
*
These days, Qin Du has been picking up and dropping off Liu Jingheng to and from get off work.
In Uncle Li’s words:
"Jingjing seems to be in a good mood recently. He's found his purpose in life. Luckily, he enjoys this job, and he's like a happy little bird every day. Mr. Qin, you've really taken good care of him."
Qin Du raised his head from the document and said stubbornly:
"I only raise him. I raise everyone in the Qin family."
Uncle Li: “Ah, yes.”
"Jingjing looks a bit fatter than when she first came. Her face has some flesh on it, and her drawing skills have improved as well."
Qin Du was silent for a moment, with an indifferent expression:
"Do you think he's really gained weight?"
"Of course! Your chin was so pointed before, and you looked miserable, but now it's fine. Your skin is no longer sickly pale, but delicate, nourished by a life of luxury." Uncle Li didn't flatter her. Liu Jingheng had indeed gained five or six pounds.
"By the way, Mr. Qin," Uncle Li changed the subject, "It's your wife's birthday in a couple of days. Will you still go back to the south to pay your respects this year?"
Qin Du was in a good mood, still immersed in Uncle Li's words "You really took good care of Jingjing", but the topic took a sudden turn, and his originally relaxed brows gradually drew together.
After thinking for a long time, he spoke again, his voice no longer cheerful, but cold and indifferent:
"I'm not going back this year."
I don’t know if the family driver is familiar with the route. If he leaves and there is no one to pick up Liu Jingheng, Liu Jingheng can take the car by herself and leave the province that night.
While he was thinking, Penny's angry voice came from the corridor.
The two looked in the direction of the sound and saw Penny chasing Xiao Nuomi and roaring all the way.
Little Nuomi ran to the third floor again and was caught by Penny, who seriously drove her out.
Qin Du looked at the two little ones playing together, raised the corners of his lips, and suddenly asked Uncle Li:
"Where's the cube?"
Uncle Li: "Cube is probably sleeping somewhere. In his eyes, Penny and Sticky Rice are incredibly stupid. He doesn't want to be associated with them."
Qin Du's smile widened a little:
"Look for it."
Uncle Li, who received the order, came back soon with an orange cat in his hands. The cat was held by the armpit and had a dull look on its face.
Qin Du took the cube from Uncle Li, put it on his thigh and touched it.
Cube:?!
What an unfamiliar method.
*
Liu Jingheng welcomed the first double-day weekend for workers.
The night before the break, he sent a message to the headmaster:
"I want to go to work tomorrow too, can't I? I don't want overtime pay."
Principal: [Rest well and recharge your batteries so you can better care for the children. Don't worry, someone will be there to take care of them for the next two days. [Smile]]
Liu Jingheng lay down on the bed and began to think about life.
It's true that he likes this job and needs a break, but once he has some free time, he can't help but recall the original text and make up his own mission as cannon fodder.
He decided to find something to do.
He rolled his eyes and saw Penny who was harassing Cube and got hit by a cat punch.
Give the kids a bath. It’s hot these days and they tend to produce oil.
Penny cooperated with the bath and even enjoyed it.
Cube also went from resistance to resignation, with a look of despair on his face.
These two have been washed, but where is the little glutinous rice?
Liu Jingheng was barefoot, leaving a trail of wet footprints on the floor tiles.
He actually had a headache finding Nuomi. The kid would run around everywhere, and his fur was not conspicuous, so he had to spend an hour or so looking for him every day.
Recently, the nanny came to him to complain that Nuomi was particularly disobedient at home and asked him to take good care of her.
First floor, second floor——
I looked for it, but couldn't find it.
Liu Jingheng fixed her eyes on the spiral staircase leading to the third floor.
The nanny also said that it has been particularly fond of running to the third floor recently. She wondered what attracted it there.
At this time, the Qin family was quiet. Uncle Li was out on business, and Old Man Qin was playing golf with his business friends. Although Qin Chuyao's card was suspended, he couldn't stand having so many friends, so he went out to have fun.
It seems that Qin Du is the only one left, but this person never leaves the house when he is at home, and is almost invisible.
Liu Jingheng was thinking randomly, stepping up the stairs one by one, and standing at the entrance of the corridor on the third floor.
The corridor cut across the dark shadows of the floor, filled with an icy blue like frozen lake water.
In the room at the end, a small rust-green window hung on the upper left of the dark red wooden door, dimly casting an irregular shape.
A thin, shiny line extends from the bottom of the door panel, winding and twisting like an eel at the bottom of the water.
Liu Jingheng subconsciously crossed her arms, her Adam's apple sliding up and down.
The door seemed to be open, otherwise how could there be a ray of light on the floor.
His spirit of living a life of mediocrity never allows him to waste time, but he has to find Nuomi and take it to a bath.
"Click." Liu Jingheng took a light step forward.
As he got closer, he could smell something coming from inside the house, like the warm, bitter smell of dust from heavy summer rain that had wet the concrete floor.
When Liu Jingheng came to her senses, she found herself standing at the door of the house.
The lock on the door was broken, leaving a gap only a finger's width apart, and a rustling sound could be heard from inside.
Liu Jingheng looked through the crack in the door and saw Xiao Nuomi jumped onto the wooden table and was rummaging through an exquisitely crafted wooden box.
"Nuomi, come out quickly." Liu Jingheng called it softly.
Nuomi was unmoved. She rummaged around in the wooden box with her little hands and took out a necklace with an emerald pendant.
Liu Jingheng didn't care about anything else. She pushed the door open and rushed in, picked up Nuomi and snatched the emerald jade necklace from her hand.
Nuomi made a squeaking sound and pulled at the necklace, refusing to return it, as if everything it saw belonged to it.
There weren't many things in the room, all old stuff from more than a decade ago. The mahogany furniture had a thin layer of oily sheen, and the books neatly arranged on the bookshelf were covered with a thick layer of dust. Everything was ordinary.
Only the exquisite wooden box on the table, with its colored glass reflecting colorful light on the surface, attracted little Nuomi. Day after day, it squatted outside the door and looked at it curiously through the crack, and today it finally succeeded.
"Put it back, it's not yours." Liu Jingheng snatched the necklace and threw it into the box.
As a result, Xiao Nuomi moved flexibly, crawled out of his arms, jumped onto the table along his arm, and dived into the wooden box.
Jade necklaces, ruby rings, heavily carved gold bracelets... Even though Liu Jingheng didn't know much about jewelry, she knew that these things were definitely not good.
Little Nuomi likes shiny things, and shells can no longer satisfy him. He wants to hide all these priceless things in his little nest, grabbing handfuls at a time, endlessly.
Liu Jingheng was speechless. He couldn't hit her, and she didn't understand his scolding. He could only negotiate between the two sides, letting it grab him and the other side, over and over again.
With a "swish", Xiao Nuomi, who was cruelly picked up by Liu Jingheng, took something out of the box. It sounded as crisp as paper.
Liu Jingheng picked it up from the ground. Although she was not very curious, she still took a subconscious glance at it.
After this glance, he stopped moving.
What an ugly handwriting.
It was a handwritten contract with crooked, ant-like small characters all over it. The yellowed paper showed its age, and the paper company in the lower right corner had closed down several years ago.
[Contract
I, Qin Haoyuan, hereby declare that if Qin Du keeps the secret regarding Tang Shanping, I will hand over full management of the Rilon Group to Qin Du on the day he reaches eighteen years of age, and I will no longer be involved. I will then honor my promise and recommend Qin Du to the Board of Directors as the next Chairman.
As evidence, if there is a breach of contract, I will compensate Qin Du for all the shares he holds, make the truth of what happened public, and clear Tang Shanping's name.
Party A: Qin Haoyuan [fingerprint]
Party B: Qin Du [fingerprint]
Although the characters were ugly, Liu Jingheng, who was naturally sensitive to words, was able to recognize most of them.
Tang Shanping? Such a familiar name. Who is he?
Liu Jingheng came to her senses and quickly put the handwritten contract back into the wooden box.
Just as he was about to drop it, another document underneath caught his attention.
A paternity test report.
At a glance, I saw that the appraiser column was written as "Qin Haoyuan" and "Qin Du".
At the bottom, huge red letters read:
[According to existing data and DNA analysis results, the genetic similarity between Qin Haoyuan and Qin Du is 99.99999%, thus supporting the claim that Qin Haoyuan is Qin Du's biological father.]
Liu Jingheng: ...?
Liu Jingheng looked up suddenly, never so quickly before.
He suddenly remembered that the original story was about the male protagonists fighting against the villain, and the villain was defeated because of a paternity test in the early years, which said that Qin Du was not Mr. Qin's biological son at all, but the child of Qin Du's mother who had an affair with another man during the marriage.
Liu Jingheng looked back at the words “99.99999%” in the forensic report: ………? ? ?
He reasonably suspected that he had a bad memory and thought he had remembered some details wrong.
Liu Jingheng planned to put the report back and quickly flee the scene.
Put your hands down halfway——
etc.
If Qin Du is indeed Mr. Qin’s biological son, then how did the protagonists in the original text win?
Wait a little longer.
Since he is a biological child, and the old man's eldest son has passed away, it is reasonable for Qin Du, as the only son left by the old man Qin, to get the inheritance rights. What is the need for that ugly handwritten contract?
Wait a little longer.
But when he went back to the south to worship his ancestors, many people said that Qin Du was not Mr. Qin's biological son. Uncle Li also said that Qin Du's mother and Mr. Qin had a quarrel and never spoke to each other again.
Liu Jingheng's CPU was completely burned out, and she was completely unable to restore the intersection of the three lines.
On the side, Xiao Nuomi, who was playing with jewelry, slipped and the jewel ring fell on the table.
Liu Jingheng was startled by the sound and looked over subconsciously. The jewel ring had fallen on the handwritten statement, covering two words.
He picked up the ring and wanted to put it back, but he caught a glimpse of the two words:
【secret】
secret?
At that moment, no matter how stupid Liu Jingheng was, she seemed to have an idea.
His eyes kept widening, and shock was like a stone dropped into a lake, causing ripples to expand.
Mr. Qin announced to the public that his wife Tang Shanping had cheated on him during their marriage and filed for divorce. Although he did not name Qin Du's true identity, in the eyes of bystanders, once suspicion arose, the charges were established.
With this ambiguous answer, Mr. Qin proposed an exchange to the young Qin Du:
"As long as you don't tell the truth, I will give you everything you want."
Tang Shanping, who had been a noble man all his life but was charged with a false crime, went completely crazy and was sent to a mental hospital by the Qin family. The young Qin Du already had some villain qualities. For the benefits promised by his father, he personally took off his mother's oxygen mask and sent her to the west.
In this way, the secret was buried forever in the exquisite wooden box, Tang Shanping was sacrificed, and the rest of the people got what they wanted, and everyone was happy.
A cool breeze blew across Liu Jingheng's back, freezing him so stiff that he almost broke.
Yes, Tang Shanping is the name of Qin Du’s mother.
When he returned to the south with the Qin family to worship their ancestors, he saw this name on the columbarium in the back mountain and also wrote this name in the petition.
Liu Jingheng didn't dare to think about it anymore. She hurriedly put the things back in their place, grabbed the disobedient Nuomi, patted its butt gently, and turned away with the child in her arms.
The next second, the step he had taken was slowly retracted.
The wooden door in front of me was completely open, and behind the dim door was an even greater darkness.
A tall figure stood in the dark blue. The faint light coming in through the small window illuminated his face, which looked like a frozen glacier.
Outside the window, the midsummer cicadas are chirping incessantly; inside the house, even a pin drop can be heard clearly.
The depths of Qin Du's eyes were even colder than when Liu Jingheng first saw him. The ice pick chiseled through the deep black, which was bottomless.
Liu Jingheng hugged Nuomi tightly and looked away vaguely. An inexplicable fear surged in her heart.
"I see." Qin Du's voice was like ice, heavy and pressing down. And he didn't use a question, but a statement.
Liu Jingheng was also truly not afraid of death: "Yes."
After these words were spoken, neither of them continued.
Liu Jingheng's dull little brain was turning slowly, and she reflexively wanted to be the cannon fodder.
But he should say something.
He raised his eyes quietly and met Qin Du's gaze.
Little Nuomi in his arms still looked innocent and naive, without any reflection on how much trouble he had caused. He even stretched out his little hands to ask Qin Du for a hug.
It was Xiao Nuomi's action that woke Liu Jingheng up.
Yes, the original owner is a green tea cannon fodder. He will not fight the villain head-on, but will only pretend to surrender. How does it say:
[This isn't a big deal. Exposing my secret won't do me any good. I should just move on.]
Liu Jingheng glanced at Qin Du again, and when she met his cold gaze, she couldn't help but shudder and said hurriedly:
"You...you are so great, I have a secret...it's no use...people should look ahead..."
My mind and tongue are both in a mess.
"How much?" Qin Du asked coldly.
Liu Jingheng choked: "What?"
"You said that secrets are good for you. If I give you money, you can pretend nothing happened. How much do you want?" Qin Du raised his chin and looked down at him condescendingly.
Liu Jingheng: Money?
I don’t know either.
"You, you decide." Liu Jingheng's mind was easily led astray.
Qin Du turned and left, and came back after a while, this time with a check in his hand.
He threw the check at Liu Jingheng's feet. Liu Jingheng thought for a moment and actually bent down to pick it up.
He wanted to return it to Qin Du and tell him that he had not expressed himself clearly and did not want the money.
But all the explanations were buried in Qin Du's cold voice:
"Take the money and leave."
Liu Jingheng held the check blankly, watching Qin Du's figure disappear at the door.
He chased the person to the door and asked, "After the person completely disappeared, he chased the person to the door and asked,
"Where are you going?"
*
The sky outside the window was covered with dark clouds, and in an instant heavy rain poured down.
Liu Jingheng stared at the check in her hand, and suddenly understood why the weather is often used in literary works to set the mood of the protagonist.
He blinked, and the torrential rain in his heart was blown away by the strong wind. The funny thing was that he still didn't understand the situation. He only remembered that Qin Du asked him to take the money and leave.
"走" can be understood as leaving the current place, or it can be understood as "滚".
Liu Jingheng wasn't sure if her understanding was correct, as that was how it was portrayed in TV dramas.
Qin Du has the final say in the Qin family. If he wants him to leave, who dares to stop him?
Liu Jingheng stood up, opened the wardrobe, and changed into the clothes he had brought with him when he first arrived at the Qin family. He was wearing a padded shirt that was completely out of place in the summer. He then neatly arranged the clothes Qin Du had bought for him and hung them up.
Then he coaxed Little Glutinous Rice, Penny, and Cube into the flight case and took them away. He didn't think the three children would be treated well if they were left at the Qin family.
Carrying one on her back and one in each hand, Liu Jingheng got into a taxi.
He took a final deep look at the majestic Qin family mansion and waved his hand:
"Goodbye."
Everything happened too suddenly. Liu Jingheng stood downstairs of the original owner's old and dilapidated building, stunned and seemed unable to react.
He touched his chest and felt it was as damp as the rainy day.
*
Uncle Li returned home during a heavy rainstorm. The first thing he did was to chat with Liu Jingheng, look at his cute face, and relieve his sorrow of being soaked like a drowned rat.
After walking around Liu Jingheng's empty room for a few times——
"Boss Qin——!" A heart-wrenching wail echoed throughout the Qin family.
Qin Du sat in front of the computer, his fingers tapping the keyboard like the wind, without raising his head or answering.
"Mr. Qin, why did Jingjing leave? I saw that he even took away his clothes and three little ones. It doesn't look like he was going on vacation." Uncle Li slid down on his knees and walked straight to Qin Du.
Qin Du still ignored him, as if there was no such person.
Uncle Li slowly got up and carefully observed Qin Du's face.
There was no expression on his face, but he looked cold and stern, with his lips tightly pursed.
"Boss Qin..." Uncle Li noticed something was going on. "Did you have a fight with Jingjing?"
"No." Qin Du tapped on the keyboard and said resolutely.
"Then he..."
"I was unilaterally angry and embarrassed." Qin Du's keyboard was clattering, and the table seemed to be shattered.
Uncle Li: "Ah? There's such a saying?"
If he remembered correctly, "anger out of shame" meant getting angry because of extreme shame and embarrassment.
What are you ashamed of?
Qin Du seemed unwilling to explain anything to him, and said:
"The lock on the third floor door is broken. Ask someone to replace it."
"Okay." Uncle Li slowly raised his eyes. "Could it be that Jingjing...entered the room on the third floor?"
This time, Qin Du didn't respond to him. He typed the final period, turned off the computer, stood up and strode away.
Uncle Li: Don’t be like that. Where’s the sweet treat we promised you? I’m an old man and I can’t bear to see you chasing your wife to the crematorium…
…
That night, Qin Du, who hadn't dreamed for a long time, had a very long dream in the heavy rain.
He was still very young at that time, sitting in the car on the way home, thinking about what delicious food to bring to school for Children's Day tomorrow.
Passing by a coffee shop, his eyes suddenly widened. Through the French window, he saw his father hugging a very young and beautiful girl and feeding her cake.
Not long after, Qin Du's servants heard another story - his mother had cheated on him, and he was not an heir of the Qin family.
Qin Du went to his elder brother to ask for the truth. He was expecting to hear his elder brother's words of comfort: "Don't pay attention to what those people say." However, he still couldn't forget the cold look in his elder brother's eyes when he looked at him.
"Whether it is true or not, go ask mom, don't ask me."
Later, he saw a paternity test report, and the words between the lines stated that his mother had indeed cheated.
He didn't believe it. He didn't think his mother was that kind of person. He saved the money he would have spent on toys and snacks, hired a private detective to follow his father, and even did a paternity test.
In fact, there was someone else who cheated.
It was Dad who colluded with that young woman to forge a paternity test so that he could force Mom to leave the house and marry that woman.
But why did I choose to remain silent even though I knew my mother was suffering humiliation?
Heaven or hell is just a thought away.
The mother became abnormal. She was a person with a noble character all her life, but faced with the paternity test that she could not refute, every step she took was a dead end.
The doctor said that this is called schizophrenia, accompanied by severe depression. When mental illness becomes somatized, it is a pain that ordinary people cannot bear.
Every day thereafter, my mother felt like she was living in a raging fire, with the flames blocking her vision and preventing her from seeing the cold arrows shot from all directions.
Finally, during her few moments of lucidity, all she could do was beg Qin Du over and over again, asking him to let her die because life was too painful. She then immediately fell into a frenzy, scratching her entire body like a madman. Before she died, not a single piece of her flesh remained intact.
At that time, Qin Du, who was only ten years old, saw all of this. Finally, he reverently kissed his mother's bloody forehead, and with his little hands, he held up the oxygen mask that represented life and slowly pulled it off.
"Goodnight mom, see you tomorrow."
…
There was a loud thunder and Qin Du opened his eyes.
The heavy rain brought a chill, and his feet were stiff with cold.
Qin Du got out of bed, holding a pistol and lit the scented candle. The warm candlelight spread in the dark room, casting his dark shadow on the wall. The shadow lowered his head and could not put down the pistol in his hand for a long time.
If only he had been a little older and smarter by then.
That way he would be able to take his mother away from here and hire the best doctors for her, instead of foolishly thinking that only by removing the oxygen mask could his mother be freed. He also wouldn't think that when a person dies, all light goes out, they can neither see nor hear, while the living have to struggle to fight for it.
In this way, my mother exchanged her lifelong reputation for wealth and glory.
If nothing had happened, I wouldn't have felt a sense of loss and emptiness in my heart when I said the word "go" to Liu Jingheng.
The scent of the sleep-inducing aromatherapy spread to every corner of the room, but Qin Du still couldn't sleep.
*
Liu Jingheng climbed up and down the sixth floor three times and finally managed to successfully send the three little ones home.
Cube was suddenly in an unfamiliar environment and was so scared that he hid under the sofa and dared not show his head.
The instigator, Comrade Nuomi, jumped into the bathtub and swam without any remorse.
Liu Jingheng sat in front of the window, listening to the crackling sound of raindrops hitting the glass, and saw countless messages sent by Uncle Li.
He didn't want to go back. There was no need to do so. Going back would only make Uncle Li embarrassed.
Just as I was dozing off, the doorbell suddenly rang.
Liu Jingheng suddenly opened her eyes, her heart beating violently.
A brief fantasy in my mind:
As soon as the door opened and I saw Qin Du's tall figure, the other party said, "I have always felt that your thinking is straighter than that of straight men."
I just opened the door, and behind it was Cheng Yunqing, who was half wet and half dry, with the umbrella in his hand still dripping.
"Why are you here?"
"Are you okay?"
Two voices sounded at the same time.
Liu Jingheng made way for Cheng Yunqing to come in. Cheng Yunqing took off his wet coat and without saying anything, pulled Liu Jingheng into his arms, gently stroking the back of his head with his cool fingers.
"I heard from Qin Chuyao that you left the Qin family. I was worried about you, so I came to see you."
After Qin Chuyao knew that Liu Jingheng was kicked out of the Qin family, he wanted to announce it to the world. He sent it to Cheng Yunqing first, and then waited self-righteously for Cheng Yunqing to reply with a "congratulations".
Cheng Yunqing was too lazy to reply to him and drove over immediately even though he had just taken a shower.
Liu Jingheng didn't have anything to say about this matter.
It was difficult for him to fully recount the cause, process and outcome of the incident.
"Where do you work? Is it far? Why don't you move to my house? It will be too tiring for you to climb six floors every day." Cheng Yunqing tried to seize every opportunity to coax Liu Jingheng to his house.
Liu Jingheng shook her head.
Cheng Yunqing pulled him to sit on the sofa, pinched his cold fingers, and looked worried:
"How about I move in and take care of you? Given your physical condition, it would be much more convenient to have a medical student at home. Even if he's a dentist."
Liu Jingheng blinked and said weakly, "Okay."
He had neither the energy nor the mood to practice Tai Chi with Cheng Yunqing. It was a good thing that the male protagonist moved in, so that he could kill her more easily.
It's time to finish the task and leave.
Cheng Yunqing finally had a smile on his face.
He put his arm around Liu Jingheng's shoulders and gently stroked his shoulders:
"It just so happens that I'm also preparing for the postgraduate entrance exam, so I have a lot of free time every day. I'll go home tomorrow to pack my things. Just tell me if you need anything."
After waiting for a long time for Liu Jingheng's response, he looked down and saw that Liu Jingheng had closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Cheng Yunqing's tense body relaxed a little. He pulled the blanket over him and kept touching his hair and rubbing his wrists with his fingers, looking very fond of him.
Although he didn't know what exactly happened, it was the first time that Cheng Yunqing found Qin Du so pleasing to the eye.
*
When she woke up the next day, Liu Jingheng sat on the bed in a daze.
He suddenly couldn't remember how he got into bed last night.
The aroma of breakfast wafted from the living room.
Cheng Yunqing came in wearing an apron, smiling brightly:
"Are you awake? Get up and have breakfast. I'll get you a taxi to work later."
Liu Jingheng rubbed her eyes and looked around the old cottage.
Everything has changed, yet it seems like nothing has changed.
Liu Jingheng was still late.
He clearly remembered that when Qin Du drove him to work, he arrived in half an hour, but this taxi driver drove for nearly an hour and finally asked him for the "bridge toll".
The strange and indescribable feeling was slightly relieved when he saw the little cuties.
A lioness named "Huahua" gave birth to a little lion named Leo. The little guy had just opened his eyes and was like a slightly larger cat, stumbling and following his mother in search of food.
With the director's consent, Liu Jingheng secretly picked up the little lion while the lioness was resting. The little guy was not shy and wanted to bite and taste everything. His little teeth kept pulling at Liu Jingheng's bracelet and wouldn't let go.
Liu Jingheng didn't say anything even though Leo had bitten a hole through her clothes. Instead, she lovingly praised it for being "really awesome." However, when Leo pulled his bracelet, he would seriously stop him and tell Leo "You can't bite that."
After lunch, Liu Jingheng stared at the bracelet on her wrist in a daze.
At this time, on the other side.
Cheng Yunqing moved his luggage to Liu Jingheng's house and bought some beautiful decorations. He smiled and imagined decorating this cramped little house into a warm and cozy one.
I had just parked my car downstairs and accidentally bumped into a man while moving things out.
He looked up and saw the man in an ill-fitting suit, looking at him fiercely as he scolded him for being blind. Behind the man were five or six other men in suits, smoking and shouting downstairs.
Cheng Yunqing frowned.
He grew up in high-end communities. Regardless of what kind of people they were, at least they looked decent on the surface.
Cheng Yunqing thought for a moment, put the luggage back in the trunk, locked the car, and turned to go to the community service office.
There was only a middle-aged woman in her fifties sitting in the old townhouse, wearing headphones and making a video call to a friend.
Cheng Yunqing knocked on the table, signaling her to take off her headphones.
The woman impatiently asked him what was going on. He glanced at the men gathered in a group not far from the window and asked:
"Who are these people?"
"How should I know? They're either visiting relatives or new residents."
"He doesn't look like a decent person. Please ask the security guard."
"You're such a meddlesome person. If you want some peace and quiet, go live in a villa. Why are you pretending to be a big-headed doll here?"
Cheng Yunqing sighed heavily and said, "Don't try to reason with people with low cognition."
*
The rain that had just stopped started to fall again endlessly.
In the Qin family mansion, Uncle Li stood at the window looking at the rain curtain with a melancholy expression.
A babysitter came over with a floor scrubber and asked him:
"Butler Li, do you want to clean out the room that Mr. Liu previously stayed in?"
Uncle Li's eyes turned, and he went straight to Qin Du's study, knocked on the door, and asked respectfully:
"Boss Qin, Jingjing has been gone for two days now. It doesn't seem right that his room has been empty. Do you want me to arrange for someone to clean it out?"
I deliberately added:
"Put away what you can use, and throw away what you can't use anymore—"
He dragged out the last syllable of the word very long, emphasizing the word "throw away".
Qin Du sat on the sofa, holding an English version of "Walden" in his hand, flipping through it from time to time. The footers were a bit old and the edges were peeling.
He turned a page without looking up, his voice nonchalant: "This is your job, you arrange it."
Uncle Li rolled his eyes upwards.
Just as he was about to leave, he turned back and said, "I see some of these items are Jingjing's used ones. I passed by Jingjing's house yesterday and saw that the young master of the Cheng family had also moved in. Do you think I should send these things to Jingjing? It will save them the money of buying new ones."
Uncle Li just doesn't believe it. The young master of the Cheng family is riding on your face, and you, Qin Dabi King, can still remain calm!
Qin Du closed the book and slowly looked up.
Uncle Li quickly lowered his head, not wanting Qin Du to see his smug look.
But it seemed that he still didn't understand Qin Du well enough.
He didn't get furious as I had imagined, nor did he pick up the car keys and rush to catch the adulterer as I had imagined.
There is only a cold and emotionless sentence:
"That's your job. Hard to understand?"
Uncle Li: Idiot!
But on the surface he smiled and said, "Understood. I'll arrange it right away."
Qin Du picked up the book again, leaned back and snuggled into the soft sofa.
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