Chapter 25 25 If you eat from your bowl and look at the pot, I will gouge out your eyes...
Qin Jixiu just casually posted that circle of friends, but it caused everyone in the company to flatter him with all their might.
[Thumbs up to Mr. Qin for his good attitude. He took a break from his busy schedule to go horseback riding to catch his wind, and he was able to think about life so deeply.] followed by three thumbs-up emojis.
[This horse has jet-black hair, bright eyes, wide nostrils, and a resolute and heroic temperament. President Qin has the same discerning eye for selecting horses as he does for selecting people.] A thumbs-up emoji.
[No matter how many blows you endure, you remain strong. No matter which direction the wind blows, President Qin is encouraging us to move forward with determination and courage, whether in work or life!]
...and so on. Anyway, no one mentioned loyalty. After all, if you flatter your boss so much, you don't even care about your dignity in front of your colleagues. Isn't that enough loyalty?
Shi Rui sat on the edge of the bed, his phone screen lit, fixed on Qin Jixiu's WeChat Moments page. His fingertips hovered over the comment box, but he couldn't bring himself to bring it down. He wanted to join in the conversation with some nice words, but all he could think of was a dry, "Mr. Qin is right," and he couldn't help but imagine the voice acting of Sha Seng in the 1986 TV series "Journey to the West." He nearly laughed out loud.
He subconsciously pressed send, and as soon as the comment appeared in the list, Shi Rui regretted it. His finger quickly clicked "Delete". He watched the reply disappear from his sight, then he breathed a sigh of relief. In the end, he just lightly clicked "Like" and put the phone aside.
In the evening, Qin Jixiu and Song Zenghui went to his house to eat and drink. Song Zenghui's collection of wine was quite old. When he was a teenager, he vowed to drink it with his brothers after he got married. When he grew up, he realized that getting a wife was not easy, so he just opened the bottle.
He was so willing to share it with others that Qin Jixiu felt bad for him. As they chatted, they drank several glasses without realizing it.
Good wine does not make people drunk. His mind was very clear, and he soberly scolded someone with Song Zenghui, saying that he was a piece of shit.
Song Zenghui was worried about being implicated, so he kept passing him wine and cigarettes, doing so with great ease. It was strange, but the people they played with all came from wealthy families, so why did they always listen to Qin Jixiu's words?
They used to play motorcycles together. The bike Qin Ji was repairing broke down halfway. He stood by and did nothing, and Song Zenghui and others took the initiative to help him repair the bike. They were sweating profusely and their hands were covered in oil. When they turned around, they saw the other person calmly drinking water beside them as if it had nothing to do with them.
No one thinks this is wrong, and it seems natural for good-looking people to be served.
The brothers would often joke with Qin Jixiu, saying that his ideal type was the tea-serving Qin Shi Huang, and Qin Jixiu didn't deny it. But in the blink of an eye, Qin Jixiu showed them how pure love could become when he fell in love with someone.
For this, they sighed and lamented, but it was a good thing they broke up.
Song Zenghui thought, if he was cheated, then so be it. Who needs the two million or so? If Qin Jixiu really gets to the point of getting married with that online lover, they have agreed that he will wear all black to attend the wedding. Anyway, Qin Jixiu's marriage is like a grave.
It was nearly half past ten when Qin Jixiu returned to the hotel. The temperature in South City was pleasant but rainy at this time of year. Someone had shut the window at the end of the corridor. The elevator door opened, and a sweltering, damp air washed over him. He shed his casual jacket, his white sneakers treading soundlessly on the carpet.
Passing by the door of Shi Rui's room, he found that the door was ajar, leaving a narrow gap. As soon as he walked here, a hand pulled the door open, revealing a wet face. Not only was his face wet, Shi Rui looked like he had just taken a shower, with water dripping from his hair.
"Is there something?" Qin Jixiu's voice was hoarse from drinking, and he looked at him with raised eyebrows.
Shi Rui paused for a moment, then slowly turned his face to the side, exposing the right side of his neck. The fingerprints there had faded considerably, the light pink mark hidden at the edge of his collar, barely noticeable without a close look.
"Boss Qin just got back?" Shi Rui's voice was lower than usual. "Did you enjoy your afternoon horseback riding?"
Qin Jixiu simply leaned against the wall in the corridor. After a moment, he pulled the corners of his lips and uttered two words: "Not bad."
Shi Rui said “oh oh” twice and didn’t say anything else.
The corridor fell into a brief silence, with only the faint sound from the elevator in the distance drifting into the ears intermittently.
Qin Jixiu's gaze fell on his neck. Although he had drunk too much last night, he remembered exactly how the blows had been struck. But this morning, Shi Rui hadn't mentioned the beating, so he just went along with it and pretended nothing had happened.
"If you have nothing to do, just close the door and go to bed early." Qin Jixiu broke the silence and turned to leave.
"Boss Qin," Shi Rui hurriedly chased after him, his voice a little more urgent than before, "Can we talk?"
Qin Jixiu paused and looked back at him. After hesitating for a few seconds, he finally turned and walked towards the terrace on this floor. He chose a soft leather sofa and sat down. He raised his chin and said, "If you have something to say, just say it."
Shi Rui sat down opposite him, staring into Qin Jixiu's eyes, and asked word by word: "Were you in a bad mood last night? Why? Did I do something wrong?"
Qin Jixiu said calmly, "Nothing's wrong. I'm in a good mood."
Shi Rui leaned forward again, revealing the mark on his neck. He said in a declarative tone, "You hit me last night. Do you remember?"
Qin Jixiu hadn't expected him to be so direct. He avoided Shi Rui's gaze, looked toward the night sky in the distance, and said vaguely, "I drank too much yesterday and didn't know how to control my strength." He simply repeated the facts without apologizing.
Shi Rui sighed softly. He had already tried his best to keep his distance from the others in the company, daring not to talk much except about work. Wasn't this enough to meet Qin Jixiu's expectations of him? Wasn't it a bit too demanding?
But then I thought, it doesn’t hurt much if I’m hit as many times as I want.
Qin Jixiu was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly asked, "Is there anything else?"
Shi Rui remembered something and quickly took out mints and cigarettes from his pocket, put them on the small coffee table, and pushed them in front of Qin Jixiu.
Qin Jixiu looked at the things in front of him and suddenly remembered that Ye Lansheng had rubbed hawthorn fruits for him for Children's Day in the game before. He would wait for Ye Lansheng to come online and quickly click on him to trade. The hawthorn fruits were not worth much, but it took a lot of effort. Qin Jixiu always cherished the thought behind it.
But Zhu Xun said that Ye Lansheng was very scheming. He would give you small favors from time to time, which didn't cost much, but could make you always remember his kindness.
"Did you buy it for me?" Qin Jixiu asked.
"No," Shi Rui shook his head honestly, "I haven't spent all the five thousand yuan you transferred to me last time. I bought this with that money."
Qin Jixiu paused, almost laughing out of anger.
"Why don't you just shut up?" Qin Jixiu said, putting away his cigarette and candy. He peeled off the wrapper and put a mint candy into his mouth. The cool taste spread in his mouth, slightly suppressing the dryness after drinking.
The terrace fell silent again. Neither of them spoke, but they both looked upwards. The night in South City was starless, with only a crescent moon hanging high in the sky.
Shi Rui stole a glance at Qin Jixiu, who was leaning back on the sofa with his eyes slightly closed, looking very peaceful. Shi Rui recalled yesterday. Although Qin Jixiu had made a scene, he was a good drinker and didn't vomit everywhere. In fact, his face looked even better because of the drunkenness.
Just like now.
"Have you finished reading the two books I asked you to read?" Qin Jixiu suddenly spoke, breaking the silence.
Shi Rui quickly retracted his gaze and said, "I've finished reading it, Mr. Qin."
"What do you think?" Qin Jixiu opened his eyes and looked at him.
Shi Rui said seriously, "No matter how important your future is, you must not let down someone who truly loves you. It's not because you will suffer retribution for letting down their sincerity, but because sincerity is worth a thousand pieces of gold. If you miss it, you will never get it again."
Qin Jixiu chuckled inwardly. "That's a nice thing to say." He wondered if Shi Rui was still with Qiao Lezi, or if he had found a new lover. If so, then shouldn't he, the ex-ex, also leave the stage of history?
"Okay," Qin Jixiu stood up and prepared to go back to his room. "If there's nothing else, I'll go back first." As soon as he stood up, the coat in his arms slipped down.
Shi Rui was quick-witted and quick-handed. He quickly reached out to catch it, and then carefully helped him put it on his shoulders.
Qin Jixiu subconsciously took a half step back, avoiding his touch. He straightened his coat, his expression returning to his usual calm. "I hope you'll keep your word. Once you choose someone, stay together. If you're always looking at the pot while having your cake and eating it too... I'll gouge your eyes out."
Shi Rui was stunned for a moment, then realized what Qin Jixiu meant. He looked at Qin Jixiu, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, his eyes completely enveloping Qin Jixiu. He said, "Don't worry, Mr. Qin, I will."
Qin Jixiu thought to himself, you don’t have to promise me, just swear to the sky in front of your good sister. It would be best if the next time you cheat on me, God will not be able to bear it and send down a huge thunder to kill you.
"Okay, go back to bed. You have to get up early to catch a flight tomorrow."
Shi Rui stood there, watching Qin Jixiu open the glass door and leave. It seemed Qin Jixiu was indeed angry because he hadn't been careful about the proper manners in his interactions with colleagues. But their relationship wasn't one where they could get jealous. Shi Rui was startled. Could it be that Qin Jixiu wasn't going to say it directly, just wanting to play along? Otherwise, Qin Jixiu's behavior couldn't be explained.
Shi Rui thought of the scumbag who had made Shi Xi sad. He never took the initiative, never refused, never expressed his feelings, and occasionally created some ambiguity. Shi Xi was moved, but he suddenly got engaged to someone else and told Shi Xi that he had always considered him a good friend.
If Qin Jixiu doesn't want to be responsible for him but asks him to remain a virgin, then what's the difference between him and that scumbag?
Just as Shi Rui was thinking, the door to the terrace was pushed open again.
Qin Jixiu returned, dressed casually, a white shirt with a dark brown knitted shawl tied in a four-in-hand knot. He put one hand in his pocket and walked with a graceful gait, like a catwalk model.
Shi Rui's heart began to beat uncontrollably.
Seeing him in a daze, Qin Jixiu didn't say much. He picked up his forgotten phone from the small coffee table and shook it at Shi Rui: "Let's go."
There is still a difference, Shi Rui thought.
Qin Jixiu is a thousand times more handsome than that scumbag who provoked Shi Xi.
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Author's words: Shi Rui: Mr. Qin looks like a scumbag, but he is so handsome
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