Chapter 38 Children's Emotional Disputes
Shen Qing felt that he should be more tactful and give some space to the two children who were trying to flirt with him. He stood up and said he was going to the bathroom.
Without waiting for Xiao Qihao's response, he left the room on his own.
The sweet smell lingered in the corridor, and he walked slowly forward to find the restroom.
A few little girls passing by saw him and exclaimed in surprise.
The chandelier in the private room cast tiny spots of light on the bottom of the coffee cup. Ye Xiang stirred the black coffee with a spoon. The light sound of the metal colliding with the porcelain cup pierced the stagnant air.
Xiao Qihao stared at his own drooping shoelaces. In his peripheral vision, he saw the cuffs of Ye Xiang's white shirt rising and falling with his movements. In a trance, he returned to the Sanqing Temple ten years ago.
The young man dozed off while holding a Taoist scripture, his drooping hair always reflected in the candlelight as golden.
He didn't know how to start, let alone what to say.
"Why did you call Shen Qingze?"
Ye Xiang suddenly spoke, with a faint lip print on the rim of the cup.
"You really think I can't see?"
Xiao Qihao dug his nails deep into his palms.
He went to great lengths to ask Ye Xiang out, just to create an opportunity to meet Ye Xiang.
They haven't seen each other for a long time since the master passed away.
He found out where Ye Xiang was staying, and holding the dormant number in his cell phone address book, he could only come up with this clumsy excuse.
"I..."
My throat felt like it was clogged with incense ashes from my master's death, and it was so dry and painful.
Yes, he liked Ye Xiang, but he was rejected by Ye Xiang.
He remembered his brave confession.
When Ye Xiang lowered her eyes and said, "We are not suitable, and I don't like you", the moonlight fell on the other's eyelashes and condensed into frost.
At this moment, this person was sitting next to him, and he still had the scent of the cypress trees on the back mountain of the Taoist temple, but he was more distant than the clouds and mist.
Without Shen Qingze's presence, he dared not look Ye Xiang in the face, for fear that Ye Xiang would find out that he still had feelings for him.
Ye Xiang drank the last drop of coffee at the bottom of the cup, and the porcelain spoon made a crisp sound when it collided with the wall of the cup.
Amid the rustling sound of the chair rubbing against the ground, Xiao Qihao suddenly looked up and saw the corner of the other person's clothes falling when he stood up.
Ten years ago in the temple, he had also grabbed a young man who was leaving in a panic, begging him to teach him the trick of drawing talismans.
"Are you leaving?"
With trembling fingertips grasping the edge of the clothes, Xiao Qihao heard his own broken voice.
"Do you have anything else to do? If not, I'll go back and get busy."
Ye Xiang had an indifferent expression. After standing up, he could look down at Xiao Qihao.
There was no warmth in his eyes, as if he was looking at any passerby on the roadside at any time and anywhere.
The hum of the air conditioner suddenly became deafening. The faint sound of the waiter's cart passing by outside the private room could be heard, but it could not cover up the heartbeat like a drum in my chest.
The corner of Ye Xiang's clothes felt slightly hot in his palm, as if he was holding a handful of incense ashes that would eventually go out.
Xiao Qihao could hardly hold back his tears. He sadly loosened the corner of his clothes and forced out an almost optimistic smile, but he didn't know that this smile was worse than no smile at all.
It was so ugly. Ye Xiang didn't like his forced smile.
Xiao Qihao also stood up dejectedly and ran towards the door.
"I'm going to the bathroom! If you need to go back first, go ahead!"
After saying this, he didn't look at Ye Xiang again, and fled from this uncomfortable place in a very embarrassed manner.
"Hey! What are you doing in such a hurry? Where are you going?"
Xiao Qihao ran with his head down, his eyes soaked with tears. He didn't brake in time at the corner and crashed into a warm embrace.
“I’m sorry…I’m sorry.”
Shen Qing looked at Xiao Qihao, who was about to burst into tears in his arms, with mixed feelings.
What's wrong with this kid? Why is he crying like this for no reason?
Could it be... a broken heart? !
When Xiao Qihao saw Shen Qingze's face, he threw himself into his arms and cried even more heartbreakingly.
Shen Qing became more and more certain of his guess. It happened that he was not there, and the two must have experienced some earth-shattering breakup declaration to make them so sad.
And it must be Xiao Qihao who was dumped.
He looked at Xiao Qihao with more and more heartache, and his tone became much gentler.
"Oh, it's just a broken heart, bye bye, the next one will be better,"
"Why do you have to hang yourself on a tree? There are so many handsome guys out there, just go find another one."
Xiao Qihao raised his face from Shen Qingze's chest. His little face was red from crying, and he no longer looked as carefree as before.
The power of a broken heart cannot be underestimated...
"Teacher Shen...we are not together"
"Then why are you crying? Why are you crying like this when we're not together?"
Shen Qingze's heartache disappeared, and he even felt like laughing.
It seems that this child is here for a secret crush.
Xiao Qihao cried so hard that he squatted down and hugged his knees, curling up at Shen Qingze's feet like a turtle.
"Tell me, what are you two doing?"
Shen Qing took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to the poor kid on the ground.
"I like Ye Xiang, but he seems to hate me,"
"We studied under the same master and grew up together. Ye Xiang was very smart and learned things very quickly. The master valued him very much and only accepted him as his last disciple."
"He took special care of me and took me to play with him in everything. I became more and more dependent on him, even more than I relied on my master and parents,"
Shen Qing understood that this was a story about a childhood sweetheart secretly in love.
Xiao Qihao wiped his snot and tears in one breath, hugged his body and continued,
"Later, I realized that my feelings for him were just love, and I wanted to be his lover, so when I became an adult, I confessed my feelings to him,"
"He refused and said he didn't have such thoughts about me. I also slowly learned to let go. After our master passed away, we both lived our own lives. A few days ago, I found out that he was in this city too, so I tried to ask him out for a meeting."
Xiao Qihao hesitated to speak, and looked at Shen Qingze with complicated eyes.
Shen Qing also looked at him inexplicably.
"So I'm here to be your gun?"
Xiao Qihao waved his hands quickly and explained excitedly,
"That's not the case! I didn't have much to talk about with him at first, so we talked about you. I told him that I met a very powerful Taoist priest! I told him some stories,"
"He seemed very interested and talked to me a lot. Then I thought about asking him to meet up. Would it be unnatural for the two of us to be alone together? So I thought about bringing you along..."
"I'm sorry, Mr. Shen..."
Shen Qing sneered, thinking it was really inexplicable.
He was not interested in the love-hate disputes of young people, but this was the first time he had seen such a weirdo as Xiao Qihao.
The other party looked at Shen Qingze's unpredictable expression and dared not raise his head.
Now that he has offended two people at once, Xiao Qihao will never be able to face anyone in his life...
Seeing the other party's increasingly aggrieved look, Shen Qing sighed helplessly, patted his head, and said softly
"Get up, I don't blame you, what do you look like like this?"
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