Chapter 31
Ling Yin looked up at him, pushed the chair away, stood up, and gently hugged him.
Qu Xing hugged her tightly, and Ling Yin felt him lower his head and rub his forehead against her shoulder.
"What the hell! What are you two doing??!"
Le Anyi's startled shouts came from the door.
Qu Xing buried his head in Ling Yin's shoulder and took a deep breath. He rubbed it reluctantly for a moment before letting go and calmly sitting back in his seat: "Let me smell Feng Shen's laundry detergent."
Le Anyi: “…” Can you be serious when making up such nonsense to deceive people?
Jiang Lin came in lazily and glanced in the direction of the two people: "You two are finally together?
Ling Yin said indifferently: "No."
Qu Xing looked at him and suddenly leaned over: "Wind God."
Ling Yin: “Hmm?”
Qu Xing hesitated for a moment: "Um...that is...let me ask you a question."
Ling Yin: "Ask."
"That's right, will this delay you from finding a girlfriend?"
Ling Yin was stunned: "Girlfriend??"
What does that mean? What does it mean that Ying won't affect his chances of finding a girlfriend? Doesn't Qu Xing know that he likes him? Why does it sound like he has no idea that he likes him at all?
Qu Xing suppressed his discomfort and said, "Yes, we are already a recognized couple. What if there is a girl in this circle who likes you but thinks you are... gay and doesn't dare to pursue you? Then your lifelong event will be delayed by me."
"No." Ling Yin said: "No."
After a while, Ling Yin was really confused: "I have a question for you too."
Qu Xing hoped to hear the answer "I don't plan to find a girlfriend" instead of "I won't." So he was very disappointed: "Go ahead and ask."
Ling Yin: "Why did you say you wanted to stay away from me for a while?"
Qu Xing choked: "I..."
"I've already told you it's not your problem." Qu Xing looked away: "Why are you asking? And I'm not staying away from you!"
Ling Yin said: "Okay."
Knowing Qu Xing wasn't homophobic, Ling Yin felt a surge of hope. As long as he wasn't homophobic, everything would be fine. He could find a chance to slowly guide them, just to take their current relationship a step further.
That's it.
"Little Star~"
Qu Xing felt a numbness on his back and turned his head away in disgust: "What are you doing?"
Le Anyi was holding a box. "This is a gift for you."
Qu Xing was stunned for a moment, then took it and said, "Thank you."
"I bought one too," Jiang Lin handed over the item on the table. "It's just something I bought casually, don't be disgusted."
After a while, Qu Xing's table was piled with gifts, and even his coach gave him some.
Qu Xing picked up a gift bag containing a watch and said, "Fourth Master, this is too expensive!"
Zhou Si smiled dotingly, "It's okay, you're only worth this much. Besides, this isn't even half as expensive as what Ling Yin gave you."
Qu Xing turned his head sharply to stare at Ling Yin. Ling Yin simply tilted his head to give him a faint smile before turning back.
Qu Xing pulled Ling Yin's small box from the pile of gifts, carefully placed it in a gift bag, and solemnly placed it in the most conspicuous place next to the computer. Then he picked up the remaining pile and stood up.
Zhou Si, who witnessed the whole process: "..."
"What are you doing?" he asked with a smile.
"I'll put these back in the room."
"Then why did you put Ling Yin's there?"
"I want to take a few more looks." Qu Xing said.
Zhou Si: "Money-obsessed."
Although he accepted gifts from everyone, Qu Xing still did not change his previous style - he exploited everyone in the training room except Ling Yin.
During the evening free practice, Uehara and Ye duly started their livestream. Le Anyi glimpsed the tiny image on his computer screen as Qu Xing, who had claimed to be out for some fresh air, walked towards a lone figure in the corner, a lollipop in his mouth and a chart in his left hand. There sat their pitiful data analyst, Mei An. He was taciturn, often sitting there all day, and his hair had already been pulled out by half.
Le An turned his head and saw Qu Xing jump onto the coaching platform, swinging his legs and talking to Mei An with a smile on his face for a long time. He saw Mei An's eyes getting wider and wider.
Finally, a resounding "Fuck!"
Le Anyi: “…”
After Qu Xing finished speaking, he sat back in his seat and was looking at the gift Ling Yin gave him for the millionth time. He wanted to use Ling Yin's cup to pour himself some, but was suddenly startled by Le Anyi's voice.
"Look!" Le Anyi said, holding up his phone. "Look at what my fans in the livestream are saying."
"No more?" Qu Xing took Ling Yin's cup and looked at it, then turned to Le Anyi: "What did you say?"
Le Anyi pronounced the words clearly, "So the full name of DL is Dazzling."
"Huh?" Qu Xing looked at him blankly for two seconds: "Ah... is that so?"
Le Anyi: "What did you say to our Coach Mei? Why are you even intervening in the analyst's affairs?"
"I didn't care," Qu Xing retracted his gaze. "I just happened to see the drawings they made when I passed by the discussion room, and casually shared a few of my thoughts."
"Just a little bit?" Le Anyi didn't believe it. "Then why did Coach Mei curse?"
Qu Xing glanced behind him and said, "Maybe Xiao An'an suddenly had an epiphany and decided to make a new one. He must be excited."
Le Anyi: “…” Terrible.
Qu Xing held Ling Yin's empty cup and stared at it for a long time. He vaguely remembered that he seemed to have drunk it all. In order to avoid "indirect kissing", he even poured it into his own cup. Seeing that Ling Yin was still concentrating on the game, he rarely felt guilty: "I'll make you some."
Ling Yin finally paid some attention from the screen: "Okay."
Le Anyi: "I want to drink too."
Qu Xing glanced at him, smiled, and held out his hand: "Give me the cup."
"Our little star is so nice!" Le Anyi took his cup and put it in his hand.
He Weichen: "Why do I feel like he's going to poison you?"
"Bah!" Le Anyi returned to his seat: "Don't slander our little AD in front of so many people. Do you think Xingxing is you?"
He Weichen: "Why do you talk so much?"
Xiao Shi was just about to go into the small kitchen to get some drinks when he suddenly heard someone humming a song inside. The voice sounded familiar, so he peeked inside and saw Qu Xing's serious back. He was fiddling with something in front of the kettle, and he looked very happy.
"Brother Xingxing?"
"Hmm?" Qu Xing paused humming, turned around to see him, and greeted him, "Hello."
Xiao Shi came over and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Make some tea." Qu Xing said happily, "Would you like to try some?"
"You can also make tea? So good?" Xiao Shi opened his eyes wide, "I want to try it."
Qu Xing smiled secretly and poured him a little bit of soup in a paper cup: "It's not fully cooked yet, the taste is a little bland."
"Oh, it's okay, I just want to try your cooking." Xiao Shi took the cup and took a sip, then froze.
Xiao Shi: “…”
Qu Xing's shoulders were shaking with joy, and he stared intently at Xiao Shi's expression: "How is it? This is my special trait, and it's very good for the body."
Xiao Shi was silent for a long time, then silently put the cup down. Just in case Qu Xing asked him to finish the rest, he picked it up again and poured it out first, then said insincerely, "It tastes good... Um, I'll go get some water, otherwise I'll die of thirst. No, um, the Fourth Master will die of thirst... No... uh... Anyway... Brother, you keep cooking, I'll go upstairs first."
Qu Xing smiled and waved his hand: "Go ahead."
Qu Xing finished brewing the tea, poured two cups, and hummed as he carried them upstairs. He felt happy just thinking about Le Anyi's expression when he drank it. And Ling Yin, I wonder if his expression will fall apart... probably not. He might even look at him with a look of confusion and grievance.
Qu Xing paused.
Tsk.
He turned around and returned to the small kitchen with two cups of tea. He poured out Ling Yin's cup, carefully scrubbed the cup clean, rinsed it twice with boiling water, and made a new cup of fruit tea.
"What took so long to brew?" Le Anyi watched Qu Xing put Ling Yin's cup down first, then brought his own cup over. "Thank you... What does this taste like?"
Le Anyi wrinkled his nose and looked at the liquid in the cup - it was black, not coffee, nor like the healthy water he usually drank.
"I brewed this health tea myself," said Qu Xing.
Le Anyi looked at Ling Yin first. Qu Xing also looked over with a smile.
Ling Yin raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the word "health tea"—he clearly smelled a hint of lemon. He freed his left hand, picked up the cup, and took a sip.
Well, it's sweet.
Ling Yin glanced at Qu Xing.
"Is it delicious?" Qu Xing asked.
Ling Yin nodded: "It tastes good."
Qu Xing turned back and urged, "Drink quickly! The Wind God has already drunk!"
He narrowed his eyes: "You don't suspect that I added something to it, do you?"
"How is that possible!" Le Anyi was relieved to see Ling Yin's expression normal. To prove that he didn't suspect Qu Xing of adding anything, he took a big sip.
Qu Xing dodged the direction where Le Anyi was facing.
Next second.
“Puff——————cough cough cough cough cough cough cough…”
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha..." Qu Xing leaned against Le Anyi and looked at him, smiling and urging him, "Finish drinking it, Brother Lele! It's really healthy."
Le Anyi's face wrinkled into a ball, and he jumped up holding the cup: "Holy crap! What is this!!! It tastes worse than fucking Chinese medicine! Qu Xing, are you going to hurt me like this???"
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha..." Qu Xing twisted around to avoid Le Anyi's attack, "I'm not hurting you! It's really a health tea that reduces internal heat and dampness. I drink it often."
Le Anyi put the cup in front of Qu Xing and said, "Then drink one and let me see!"
Qu Xing glanced at him with a look of disdain: "I won't drink what you've drunk..."
"You despise me?!" Le An was furious: "You don't despise Ling Yin, right?"
Seeing that Le Anyi, with his massive body, was about to pounce on him and fight him to the death, Qu Xing quickly took a step back: "Hey, hey, hey! I'll drink it for you to see!" He picked up Ling Yin's cup and took a big gulp, smacking his lips after finishing it: "I drank it!"
"..." Le Anyi looked doubtful and stretched out his hand to him: "Give it to me and let me smell it."
Qu Xing didn't let him smell it, he just tilted his head back and drank it all.
Ling Yin, who had only taken a sip, said: "..."
Le Anyi clearly saw something was wrong and reached out to sniff it. Qu Xing quickly dodged. Then, the two childish guys engaged in a game of hide-and-seek, the scene becoming extremely chaotic. Although Le Anyi hadn't touched the cup for a long time, he could already smell the lingering scent.
"Sweet! That's not my scent!" Le Anyi said angrily, "I smell it! How dare you treat me differently!"
Seeing that the truth had been revealed, Qu Xing hid beside Ling Yin with a chuckle, and argued to Le Anyi, "I made yours myself. It's healthy and refreshing, and it doesn't have sugar! I'm clearly treating you differently."
Le Anyi didn't believe it and was about to say something else when Qu Xing suddenly stretched out his hand and said, "Stop! Go train, or you'll have to fight me solo for fifty rounds."
Le Anyi sat back.
This is no joke.
He Weichen turned the camera back and said to the audience in the live broadcast room: "Easy failed miserably."
After Ling Yin finished his round, while waiting for the next one, he turned around and asked Qu Xing, "Your tea..."
Qu Xing: “Hmm?”
Ling Yin looked at him: "Did you cook it?"
Qu Xing nodded: "Yeah."
Ling Yin asked: "Why don't I have it?"
Qu Xing thought, of course, he was worried that you would cry because of the bitterness: "It doesn't taste good. Do you want to try it?"
Ling Yin nodded: "Yeah."
Qu Xing stretched his head and glanced at Ling Yin's empty cup. "There's still some in the pot. Can I pour you some more?"
That would require him to make another trip. Ling Yin turned back and said, "It's okay. There's no need."
Qu Xing ignored him, took out his cell phone and started typing.
——Brother Hui, there is something good in the teapot in the small kitchen on the second floor. Please get it for me when you come up.
——Okay, what good stuff?
—This is a good refreshing drink for the God of Wind. You can try it.
A minute later, Zhao Hui sent him an ellipsis.
Qu Xing laughed.
After a while, Zhao Hui placed the pot next to Ling Yin: "This is a good thing given to you by your little male god."
There was still some coffee left in Ling Yin's cup. Qu Xing smiled and poured him some coffee from his own cup: "Here, try it."
Ling Yin took a bite.
Qu Xing stared at him intently, suppressing a laugh: "How is it?"
“…”
Ling Yin frowned slightly and looked at him without saying anything.
"How is it?" Qu Xing smiled.
Ling Yin couldn't believe it: "Is this really something you made?"
"Yes," Qu Xing said, "I made it all myself. There might even be my fingerprints on one of the tea leaves."
Seeing that he couldn't drink it, Qu Xing held out his hand: "If you can't drink it, give it to me."
Ling Yin watched him take a sip without changing his expression, and then began to wonder if this thing wasn't so bad after all. He decided to go back and try it again.
He lowered his eyes to look at the cup, sniffed it first, prepared himself mentally, and then took a sip. Just in case he hadn't tasted its true flavor, he endured the overwhelming bitterness mixed with sourness and a strange taste that he couldn't quite put his finger on, and held it in his mouth for a moment before slowly swallowing it.
Ling Yin put down the cup and said calmly, "Forget it, I can't taste it."
Qu Xing laughed: "Don't try it, anyone who is not used to the taste will not be able to drink it."
"Do you always drink this?"
"Yeah," Qu Xing smiled, "I used to cook this for grandma."
Ling Yin nodded: "Okay."
He saw Qu Xing's expression froze for a moment, and the fingertips of his right hand gently brushed the bracelet on his left wrist. Then he smiled and turned back to continue training with the mouse in hand, not speaking again the entire night.
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