Chapter 130: I feel sorry for Qi Hanmu’s voice, as always...
Qi Hanmu's voice was as cold as ever, as if Xia Yiqing had accidentally bumped into him not long ago and was trying to scam him.
But seeing that pair of emotionless phoenix eyes, Xia Yiqing could actually smile. Her grape-like almond eyes curved into crescents, and her hand unconsciously moved upwards, revealing the medicine bag in her hand.
Luo Miao, who was following Xia Yiqing, suddenly felt that the look in the Third Master's eyes when he was looking at him was not right, as if there was a hint of murderous intent in it.
Qi Hanmu's gaze didn't stay on him for long. Instead, it slowly slid over to Xia Yiqing, then stared at the transparent bag. "What's wrong?"
He rarely showed any concern, but Xia Yiqing carefully hid the medicine bag behind her.
"nothing."
Sick people are a burden, and she doesn't want to be the object of Qi Hanmu's disgust and dislike.
"Luo Miao."
Luo Miao, standing next to him, was called. Fortunately, he wasn't completely stunned. He reacted immediately, glanced at Xia Yiqing, and when she nodded, he replied, "Third Master, Mr. Xia has allergic dermatitis. It's not too serious. The doctor has prescribed some medicine."
Luo Miao's original intention was to emphasize that Xia Yiqing was fine and tell Qi Hanmu not to worry.
But who would have thought that Qi Hanmu frowned, took two steps forward, and with a pale face, he took Xia Yiqing's hand from the side to the front of him.
"Take off your sleeves." His voice was deep and a little hoarse, but still very charming.
Seeing Qi Hanmu's gaze on the back of her hand, Xia Yiqing felt a sudden panic in her heart, and subconsciously wanted to pull her hand away and escape, "It's okay..."
This reason couldn't even convince herself, let alone Qi Hanmu.
As expected, he raised an eyebrow.
"If you're alright, what are you doing in the infirmary?"
"I just came to get a prescription... Secretary Luo cares about me too much. Otherwise, I can bear it and get through it."
The calm expression on Qi Hanmu's face finally showed a crack. His palm had distinct joints, and the skin on Xia Yiqing's wrist was slightly cold, but the strength was not small, and the grip was tight, giving people a strong sense of oppression.
Originally, skin-to-skin contact was a very intimate thing, but at this moment, both of them were so absorbed in their feelings for each other that they didn't even notice the distance between them gradually shrinking.
It wasn't until Xia Yiqing raised her head and looked up along the sharp Adam's apple that she saw the angular jaw. Then she looked again and realized that she was only a palm away from the chest that she had accidentally bumped into.
She subconsciously wanted to step back.
Unexpectedly, in Qi Hanmu's eyes, her retreat at this time became an act of escape.
"You haven't finished speaking yet, stop." Even when Qi Hanmu gave orders, his tone was light and airy, as if his order to force people to stop was very precious.
"—Do you know that severe allergic dermatitis can be life-threatening? Lift up your sleeves, now."
Xia Yiqing has never liked this kind of commanding tone since she was a child.
At this moment, even though it was said by the lover she was about to pursue, her heart trembled and she couldn't help but mutter in her heart, "Just speak nicely, why are you being so mean to me?"
The girl's words were equivalent to asking and answering her own questions, and no one else could interrupt her. She just wanted to express her feelings.
"Who is mean to you?"
Qi Hanmu's tone didn't even fluctuate, but Xia Yiqing blinked and her pupils shrank suddenly. Did she say what she was thinking?
Xia Yiqing immediately covered her mouth and stared at Qi Hanmu with her round eyes, as if to say, "What secret have I revealed again?"
Fortunately, after she covered her mouth briefly, she probably realized that it was of no use. Xia Yiqing simply lowered her eyes and honestly rolled up the sleeve of her left arm. However, her whole body was filled with the expression of "life is meaningless" in capital letters.
It was hard for anyone not to feel pressured under Qi Hanmu's gaze. Xia Yiqing's solution was to lower her head and not look at Qi Hanmu.
The most important thing is to look. As long as she doesn't make eye contact with Qi Hanmu, Qi Hanmu's fierce eyes will not be able to harm her.
"Look up," Qi Hanmu's voice was still cold. He didn't know if it was a bit impatient, but a trace of worry flashed across his eyes, as fast as a shooting star.
"Don't you know that looking at people when they speak is basic courtesy?"
After hearing this, Xia Yiqing felt a sore nose. She sniffed and blinked away the heat in her eyes, then opened her eyes.
"My parents didn't teach me, is that okay?" She said with a heavy nasal voice.
From childhood to adulthood, Xia Feng didn't care about etiquette. As long as he was taught by a special etiquette teacher, it would be fine. He just wanted Xia Yiqing to have good grades and help him succeed.
Most of the etiquette trainers that Xia Yiqing's mother hired were people who flattered others, meaning that Xia Yiqing should obey others unconditionally and accept the malice of others in a way that made others very comfortable.
Suddenly, her sore spot was touched. Xia Yiqing narrowed her eyes, and a gleam of resentment flashed in her eyes. Although it was only for a moment, Qi Hanmu noticed it.
"What's wrong?" Qi Hanmu's tone was still so flat, as if nothing could arouse his emotions.
But Xia Yiqing, who was standing next to him, was shocked.
His slightly cool fingers fell on the corners of her fair eyes, and his fingertips pressed gently, as if wiping away her tears.
Qi Hanmu's voice was very low, and his eyes were more like a vast ocean, as if they could accommodate all her little emotions.
"I," Xia Yiqing opened her mouth and found that her voice was not only nasal, but also choked with sobs.
"I know I need to be polite, obedient, and sensible, but I'm really tired."
Many times, parents’ discipline of their children not only fails to play a positive role, but instead, like the golden hoop that Tang Monk puts on Sun Wukong’s head, tightly confines the children’s lives.
For example, some parents ask their children to be braver in certain things, but then blame them for constantly getting into trouble. They want their children to be more generous in saying hello to others, but then they accuse their children of being too extroverted and unable to focus on themselves.
In fact, they are contradictory.
Growing up in such an environment, most children will be contradictory.
When they grow up, if they can reconcile with themselves, that is the first step out of the swamp of their original family. If not, they will be trapped in the whirlpool of emotions for the rest of their lives and unable to extricate themselves.
Xia Yiqing originally thought that she was the former, but unexpectedly, the words and expression of the person she cared about once again reminded her of those past events that she didn't want to mention.
Fingers with a faint purple glow tucked Xia Yiqing's hair behind her ears. Qi Hanmu put down his hands, his eyes clear.
He hadn't said anything yet, but Xia Yiqing inexplicably understood Qi Hanmu's position.
From those calm eyes, Xia Yiqing even understood what Qi Hanmu wanted to say to her.
Those eyes, sparkling with wisdom, stared at her intently. Qi Hanmu's voice, slightly chilled, said, "What do other people's requests have to do with you? Just being yourself is better than anything else."
The tip of her nose suddenly felt sore. It wasn't that Xia Yiqing didn't understand this truth, but she knew it too early.
For those who do not have the support of their original family but intend to break away from it, they are the type with great resilience and perseverance.
Because they know that they have no one to support them, and no backing or support, and they have to rely on themselves for everything.
"Thank you," Xia Yiqing turned her head away, not wanting Qi Hanmu to see her tears. She raised her hand and wiped the corners of her eyes with the outside of her fingers.
"Third Master's family must be much happier than mine. I heard that lucky people use their childhood to heal their whole lives. Third Master is really blessed. He has had such a smooth life since he was a child."
Qi Hanmu once told Xia Yiqing that he had also experienced poverty and was hunted by others, and Xia Yiqing gave him some warmth.
This pursuit should have nothing to do with the original family.
The main reason why Xia Yiqing dared to be so confident was that Qi Hanmu seemed to have a very good relationship with Old Madam Qi, and the Old Madam was too kind-hearted. She could even temporarily not pursue Xia Yiqing, the accomplice who caused her left leg to become lame.
How can I not be happy if I grow up with such a person?
"No." Qi Hanmu subconsciously wanted to refute.
But fragments of memories came to his mind, as if he vaguely saw a white and tender hand handing food to him, and she was holding a pink umbrella. Then he blinked, and the figure became blurred in his memory again.
Qi Hanmu frowned tightly, and the migraine that hadn't occurred for a long time came back, and half of his scalp was numb.
His lips turned pale. Qi Hanmu took the initiative to lift up Xia Yiqing's other sleeve. Seeing that there were still many red spots on Xia Yiqing's arm, he pursed his lips and said, "Okay, go back and apply the medicine."
After returning to the villa, Xia Yiqing always felt itchy on her back. She scratched it twice and didn't pay much attention to it.
Without paying attention, red spots appeared on the right side of her waist and abdomen. Xia Yiqing squeezed a little desonide cream on the skin and spread it evenly.
After applying the medicine, she poured a cup of boiled water and prepared to swallow the chlorpheniramine tablets.
The doctor said that this medicine may make people sleepy. If you feel sleepy, just sleep. It’s okay.
But Xia Yiqing always felt that the medicine was not very effective for her. After taking it, she was still full of energy half an hour later.
Coincidentally, Qi Hanying posted on her Moments at this time, "Relaxing at the horse ranch. Finally, I didn't run into anyone I didn't want to see."
Thinking about her loss of composure in front of Qi Hanmu this morning, Xia Yiqing patted her cheeks, forcing herself to be more sober, but her ears turned slightly red.
Qi Hanmu hasn't been in good shape lately and hasn't been riding. He's just waiting in the lounge nearby. Qi Hanying smiled at his brother, "Brother, are you really not going to ride? Horses are very docile lately, unlike before when they needed training."
"Who pulled me here? The score hasn't been settled yet," Qi Hanmu's hands didn't stop tapping on the computer keyboard. His gaze came from behind the lenses, appearing even colder through the silver-rimmed glasses.
"If you want to settle the score now, that's fine."
"Forget it." Qi Hanying shrank his neck, clasped his hands together and begged for mercy a few times before going out.
After changing his equipment and coming out, Qi Hanying keenly heard a quarrel at the door.
When I heard the voice, it seemed familiar. When I looked again, oh, who else could it be but Xia Yiqing?
"This horse farm is a membership-based one. Not everyone can enter." The manager was still trying to reason with Xia Yiqing.
Looking up and seeing Qi Hanying, Xia Yiqing's eyes lit up, and she even waved at him shamelessly, "Brother Hanying, I know you are a good person, so just let me in."
"You, you hurt my brother like this, and you still have the nerve to come here?"
Qi Hanying felt unsure when hearing his own voice, but there was nothing he could do about it, since he had accepted the autograph of the great star Ye.
"Just let me go in and take a look at him. I know my limits and won't do anything rash."
"You still say you won't do anything stupid. My brother is not feeling well. Please don't mess with him."
Qi Hanying almost used a tone of begging for mercy.
Xia Yiqing's pupils shrank. "He's not feeling well. When did it start?"
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