Qin Zigui did not answer Sheng Yan, because he felt that any words would be powerless at that moment.
Under the shade of the sycamore trees behind the hospital, the dull summer night was filled with the endless, monotonous chirping of cicadas. The young men hid in the shadows of the streetlights, silently expressing their love for each other. Only the occasional falling sycamore leaf revealed a hint of the undercurrent of their barely concealed emotions.
It wasn't until much time had passed that Sheng Yan, seemingly breathless, gently pushed Qin Zigui.
"We've kissed twice already, how come you still haven't learned to breathe properly?" Qin Zigui lightly wiped Sheng Yan's lips with her fingertip.
Sheng Yan awkwardly turned his head away: "You always just stand there kissing and cuddling, but you never teach me anything."
He was actually complaining seriously.
Qin Zigui was immediately charmed by his cuteness and couldn't help but tease him: "Then let's kiss again, and I'll teach you."
"Get away from me, stop being a scoundrel."
After Sheng Yan calmed down, he felt embarrassed. He thought about how he had been anxious and upset all night, and how he had said so many things without thinking, only to find that Qin Zigui only knew how to act like a hooligan. Sheng Yan felt angry.
But she couldn't bear to push Qin Zigui away, so she could only say "Go away" while letting him hug her, and then muttered, "You still haven't answered me."
Sheng Yan's eyes were still a little red, and his voice was still a little nasal.
Qin Zigui thought he was so good at acting cute, and any casual remark could make people feel sorry for him. She could only hug him tighter and said softly, "Ayan, I did say before that I wouldn't leave if you didn't let me, because you are the reason for my existence. But things are different now."
Sheng Yan's heart jumped instantly, but he still clenched his fists and tried to pretend to be calm, saying, "How is it different?"
“Because now even if you ask me to leave, I won’t. You’re my boyfriend now, and you promised me that wherever you are will be my home, so you have to take responsibility for me.” Qin Zigui’s solemn, gentle, and serious tone made his words seem to have some legal effect.
Sheng Yancai realized that Qin Zigui was deliberately panting, and angrily kicked him.
Qin Zigui not only didn't dodge, but hugged him and whispered, "Why is my boyfriend so fierce?"
Upon hearing the word "boyfriend," Sheng Yan paused slightly, then lowered his head and rubbed his ears.
Damn, why does hearing those three words make my heart race?
Moreover, Qin Zigui's deep voice is simply unfair when he softens his tone.
Before Qin Zigui could even react, Sheng Yan was already starting to feel the strain.
Qin Zigui looked at the innocent, straightforward boy who had been relentlessly pursuing his heart, and now his ears turned red at the mention of "boyfriend," and his heart stirred.
He loved Sheng Yan's direct, clumsy, and naive way of expressing his love. There were no tricks or techniques, only the most genuine and vivid love that couldn't be hidden.
Such pure and unadulterated affection, free from any ulterior motives, is so precious.
His lips gently touched Sheng Yan's forehead: "Ayan, I am very lucky."
"Huh?" Sheng Yan looked up, somewhat confused. Qin Zigui was in such a terrible state, how could he still think he was lucky? Was he out of his mind?
Qin Zigui loved seeing his bewildered look and couldn't help but want to tease him, so she leaned down and whispered, "So I stayed for you, can my boyfriend stay for me tonight?"
What remains?
He won't leave.
Sheng Yan was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening, his face instantly turning bright red. He shoved Qin Zigui away, saying, "Shut your head! Don't think about those filthy things! I have to get up early tomorrow morning for training!"
Looking at him like this, Qin Zigui chuckled softly, "I just felt too tired today and wanted to hold you and sleep all night. How is that dirty? How is it interfering with your training? Or did our Brother Yan think about something he shouldn't have?"
"..."
Cunning dog!
Why would I worry about a cunning and treacherous bird like Qin Zigui? Even if everyone else in the world is bullied, a scheming dog like Qin Zigui will never be bullied!
Enraged, Sheng Yan turned to leave.
As soon as he took one step, his phone rang.
It was Jiang Ping's phone call.
Looking at the name on the caller ID, Sheng Yan seemed to be instantly pulled back to reality from the illusory world of just him and Qin Zigui. He pursed his lips, took Qin Zigui's hand, and then answered the phone: "Hello, Uncle Jiang."
"Hey, Xiaoyan, is Zigui with you?" The male voice on the other end of the phone was as steady as ever.
Sheng Yan gripped Qin Zigui's hand tightly: "Here."
"Then come to the ward, your aunt has something to say to you."
Sheng Yan looked up at Qin Zigui.
Qin Zigui nodded.
Sheng Yan replied, "Okay."
Anyway, now that Qin Zigui has him, they are not afraid of anything.
Sheng Yan held Qin Zigui's hand and didn't let go until they reached the ward.
The atmosphere in the ward was far from pleasant. Qin Zigui's father and Mrs. Jiang sat on the sofa in the ward, their faces looking rather grim.
Qin Ru was also lying on the hospital bed, her lips pursed, looking unyielding. Jiang Ping and Sheng Yan's grandparents were silently taking care of her. When she saw Sheng Yan and Qin Zigui arrive, Qin Ru's eyes instantly reddened.
"Zigui, come to your aunt." Qin Ru's voice was a little weak, but as gentle as ever.
Qin Zigui walked over and sat down on the chair next to Qin Ru's hospital bed.
Qin Ru reached out and touched his sunburned area, feeling sorry for him, and said, "Why didn't you tell your grandparents when you were sick? You even had a stranger accompany you to register."
The "outsider's" expression turned even more unpleasant.
Qin Zigui lowered his eyelids and said calmly, "Auntie, I'm fine."
“You’re always fine.” Qin Ru said this with a hint of angry and anxious complaint in her tone. “You’re fine when you’re sick, you’re fine when you’re bullied, you even say you’re fine when we ask you to move out of your own house. Are you a teenager or a teenager?”
From the time Qin Ru fainted due to morning sickness until she was out of danger, she was in a deep sleep. When she woke up and learned about the good things that Grandma Jiang and Qin Zigui's biological father had done, she was so angry that she almost had another miscarriage.
She knew that Qin Zigui was not a soft-hearted person. Because he had lived under someone else's roof since he was a child, he knew better than anyone how to protect himself. The reason he would compromise so silently was simply because he was afraid of putting himself in a difficult position.
Qin Zigui has always been the most sensible child since he was a child. He is never willful or makes excessive demands. He is always easy to take care of and makes people proud. Over the years, Qin Ru has watched him grow up and feels very sorry for him. She wants to give him the best of everything.
Such a good child, why should he be bullied?
Thinking of this, Qin Ru, who was usually gentle, became firm in her tone. She looked at the two people on the sofa and said, "Since Zigui is here, I will say it again. Zigui has been with us since he was four years old. Over the years, I have treated him like my own son. He is surnamed Qin, the same as me, so he is not some unrelated outsider. He will not go back to his ancestral home with some selfish people, and he will never be kicked out of his home. His room is his room, and it will always be his room. Even if he gets married and has children in the future, his room will always be his room. Do you understand?"
The moment the words left her lips, Old Mrs. Jiang objected: "Qin Ru, how dare you speak to your elders like that? Besides, this family is surnamed Jiang, when did it become your place to make decisions?"
As soon as she questioned him, Jiang Ping frowned and said, "Mom, don't forget, Qin Ru and I started from scratch. Qin Ru deserves at least half the credit for everything we have now. What's mine is hers. She's the one who runs our family. I raised Zigui from a young age. He's our family's child. Can you please stop being so unreasonable?"
Jiang Ping, a man of impeccable temper, actually uttered such harsh words, which infuriated the old lady, who was used to being domineering: "You heartless wretch! I made him move so he could come and serve your wife! She's so old to be pregnant, and still so delicate. Can she manage without me taking care of her?!"
"Don't worry, Qin Ru still has her family." Grandma Sheng Yan sat down next to Qin Ru with a bowl of bird's nest soup. Her tone, neither humble nor arrogant, revealed the refined and knowledgeable temperament of an intellectual. "We will take care of Qin Ru, and we will also take care of Zi Gui, so you don't need to worry too much. As for the others, we didn't care about Zi Gui before, and we don't need to now."
The atmosphere of arguing in the ward was so unfamiliar to Sheng Yan.
He grew up in a very simple environment, and he was not used to these kinds of petty family disputes. He stood at the door, feeling a little lost.
Qin Zigui glanced at his somewhat uneasy and awkward appearance standing there, and spoke up a second before Grandma Jiang was about to roll up her sleeves and throw a tantrum: "I won't leave. I was raised by my aunt, uncle, and grandparents. They gave me this, and I need a long time to slowly repay them, so I can't leave, and I don't want to leave. But I'm willing to give up my room. My aunt really needs to be taken care of, and I'll be a senior in high school soon. Living at school might be more convenient for studying, which is better for everyone."
After saying that, she looked at Qin Ru and said gently, "Auntie, I'm really fine. I just hope you can be safe and sound."
"It will definitely be safe. Your aunt is going to have a little boy named Jin for you to play with. It would be best if he were as smart as you and as lovable as Ayan." Jiang Ping didn't want to argue anymore. He touched Qin Ru's belly and smiled gently.
Qin Zigui, however, grasped the key point: "Zijin?"
"Well, your name is Zigui, so shouldn't your younger siblings be named Zijin? How about that? Sounds nice, right? We science students do have some cultural knowledge when it comes to naming our children," Jiang Ping said jokingly.
Qin Ru couldn't help but laugh: "Then you'd better treat Zigui well. If you have a boy, by the time he reaches puberty, you'll be an old man in your fifties or sixties and won't be able to beat him. You'll have to rely on Zigui and Ayan to teach him a lesson. Ayan, come over here too, let the baby feel the aura of a handsome guy so he'll grow up to be good-looking."
Sheng Yan's maternal grandparents also laughed and said, "What if it's a girl?"
"Girls are even better off, having two tall and handsome older brothers like these, they'll be so proud of themselves."
The smiles and hopes on their faces were so genuine. They loved each other, cared for each other, and included each other in their future plans. They were truly a family.
Grandma Jiang's face darkened, and Qin Zigui's father also got up and left with a sullen expression.
He knew that appealing to emotions wouldn't work to get Qin Zigui to go abroad with him, so he had to think of other ways.
While everyone was watching Qin Ru and smiling, Sheng Yan looked at Qin Zigui next to her.
Her expression remained indifferent, conveying a sense of detachment that had developed over a long period, yet the faint smile in her eyes was so gentle.
very nice.
There are still so many people who love Qin Zigui.
His Qin Zigui is no longer that unwanted child standing outside the rose bushes.
When Qin Zigui escorted Sheng Yan back to the training base, he asked Sheng Yan in a low voice, "Ayan, do you know what I was thinking just now?"
"What?" Sheng Yan thought Qin Zigui was about to say something touching.
Qin Zigui simply chuckled softly, "I was wondering why what's written in novels isn't real. Otherwise, if I marked you, we could have..."
"Qin Zigui!" Just thinking about the title of the book, "I Got Pregnant After Being Marked by My Cold Childhood Sweetheart," made Sheng Yan explode on the spot, and he immediately covered Qin Zigui's mouth.
Qin Zigui also felt that his remarks were a bit dangerous, but Sheng Yan was so beautiful when he was a child, like a pink dumpling, and his face was so cute to rub. He really missed him.
However, Sheng Yan is still very beautiful now. Because she is too thin, it doesn't feel as comfortable to massage as before, but she tastes delicious.
So he stood at the entrance of the training base, looking down at the furious Sheng Yan, and said with a wicked smile, "So, Ayan, you took the day off today, so you're not going to do anything for my birthday?"
Sheng Yan awkwardly reached out and handed him the little prince and fox figurine he was holding: "Didn't I tell you to give this to you? I made it myself, so you're not allowed to complain about it."
Qin Zigui took the two strangely shaped, crooked things and couldn't help but smile: "They're quite special, truly one of a kind."
Sheng Yan originally thought he had done a pretty good job, but when those two lumps of stuff lay in Qin Zigui's palm, they suddenly looked ugly in comparison to Qin Zigui's incredibly handsome hands.
He thought Qin Zigui was disgusted and reached out to snatch it back.
But Qin Zigui easily dodged it: "I said I'd help you bring the little prince home, there's no going back on my word."
"This is too ugly, I'll get you a better one later." Sheng Yan stood on tiptoe and tried to grab it.
Qin Zigui was taller and had longer arms than him. When he raised his arms, Sheng Yan couldn't reach them: "Who said it's ugly? It's obviously very good-looking."
He spoke calmly and earnestly, so much so that Sheng Yan paused, asking somewhat uncertainly, "Is it really good-looking?"
Qin Zigui nodded, relying on his innate serious demeanor: "Yes, it looks good."
Sheng Yan immediately felt relieved: "Right? I also think it looks good. It's those stinky straight men who have no aesthetic sense."
Qin Zigui wholeheartedly agreed with Sheng Yan's opinion, carefully put away the Little Prince and the little fox, and then continued to look at Sheng Yan: "So you don't have any special gifts for my birthday?"
"?" Sheng Yan thought Qin Zigui must be out of his mind. "Didn't I just give you your birthday present?"
Qin Zigui said slowly, "What you just gave me was a gift for me to keep today. A birthday present is a different matter."
Sheng Yan: "???"
Where did this dog come from?!
Sheng Yan didn't have time to make another felted wool for him. He reached out to snatch it back from Qin Zigui's pocket, but he couldn't outmaneuver him. In the struggle, he not only failed to get what he should have gotten back, but also ended up putting himself up there.
When Sheng Yan realized that he had unknowingly snuggled into Qin Zigui's arms and was pressed tightly against him again, his face turned red. He was about to run away, but Qin Zigui held him back in his arms.
Sheng Yan was afraid that if Qin Zigui kept pressing him down, he wouldn't be able to go home tonight, so he awkwardly struggled a couple of times: "Qin Zigui, what do you want to do?"
Qin Zigui chuckled softly, "Nothing much, I just want my boyfriend to give me a gift that boyfriends should give on my birthday."
"..."
grass!
Qin Zigui is becoming more and more shameless; I shouldn't have agreed to his request!
Sheng Yan was really thin-skinned when it came to these things. Just thinking about the gift Qin Zigui wanted made him blush so much that he couldn't speak. He could only kick Qin Zigui away and then turn around and run towards the door of the training base.
Qin Zigui watched his retreating figure, her smile deepening.
Little coward.
However, Sheng Yan suddenly stopped running, turned around and ran back, stuffing a bank card into Qin Zigui's hand.
Qin Zigui raised an eyebrow in confusion.
Sheng Yan blushed and threw out a few words: "The money for your wife is for renting a house."
Before Qin Zigui could react, he ran away again.
She ran for a while, then stopped, turned around and ran back, quickly pecking Qin Zigui on the lips: "And this, goodnight, boyfriend."
After saying that, he ran away again before Qin Zigui could react.
It was as if they were afraid that if they were a moment too late, the fox spirit would catch them and take them back to her den to devour them.
Qin Zigui watched the panicked little coward's retreating figure, then looked down at the black and gold bank card in his hand, the adorably ugly little prince and the little fox, and reminisced about the goodnight kiss and the word "boyfriend" from earlier. He smiled to himself.
So this is what it feels like to have a boyfriend who is innocent, handsome, rich, and sweet.
He bent down, holding the pair of little princes and foxes, and took a picture under the streetlight, then changed it to his WeChat profile picture.
Posted: [I'm in love.]
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