Chapter 45 Preservation
Zhou Yang has formed a habit of automatically leaving get off work at 5 pm recently. Today, he finished his work at 4:30 pm. He looked at his schedule and felt that there was no rush, so he could take a break, so he took his coat and went out.
Lin Qiyuan said he would pick him up at five o'clock, but Zhou Yang refused. It was so unreasonable for a grown man to ask someone to pick him up.
In this eastern city, the sun sets by 4:30 p.m. on a winter's day, leaving only a few faint streaks of red. Without the sun's rays, and with the raging sea breeze, the air feels incredibly chilly.
Zhou Yang shuddered and pulled his coat closer, but it still couldn't stop him from sneezing loudly.
He was just about to hail a taxi when a black Audi slowly stopped in front of him.
When the car window rolled down, it was the elegant and distinguished Lin Qiyuan.
Zhou Yang was stunned at first, then he unconsciously raised the corners of his lips: "I told you not to answer it!"
Lin Qiyuan looked at his expression and raised his eyebrows: "Get in the car."
Zhou Yang sat in the passenger seat and asked, "Why are you here so early?"
"A man should be a gentleman."
“???” That’s what a man says to a woman.
"Cheng Fei said so."
Although Zhou Yang had only met Dr. Cheng two or three times, he could tell that he was a person who did not play by the rules and was often not in line with the rules, so it was not surprising that he said such words.
It's strange to say, Lin Qiyuan has a good friend like Cheng Fei who is outgoing and cheerful, but his social phobia has not changed for so many years. And he, a man who thinks he is not even one tenth as humorous and changeable as Cheng Fei, can actually help Lin Qiyuan with his social phobia.
Could it be that he opened up the other person's Ren and Du meridians?
Zhou Yang found it funny as he thought about it and couldn't help laughing out loud.
Lin Qiyuan glanced at him several times out of the corner of his eye: "What's so funny?"
Zhou Yang: "Doctor Cheng..."
Lin Qiyuan: "Oh, he is indeed a joke."
Zhou Yang: “…”
After driving for half an hour, the number of cars on the road gradually increased. Taking advantage of the red light and the heavy traffic at the intersection, Lin Qiyuan opened his phone and sent a WeChat message to Cheng Fei: Don’t tease others casually!
Cheng Fei, who had just sent a patient away: ???
Lin Qiyuan was about to threaten again when Zhou Yang, watching the car in front of him start, warned him, "Brother, don't use your phone on the road. It's not safe."
Lin Qiyuan put away his phone, looked straight ahead, and started the car.
But Cheng Fei was a fool. Seeing that Lin Qiyuan didn't reply to him for a long time, he kept asking unwillingly.
Sent to the wrong person?
Who teases whom?
Who did I tease?
I have a feeling this has something to do with Xiao Yangyang? If you don't reply, I'll ask Zhou Yang.
…
Zhou Yang heard Lin Qiyuan's phone keep ringing, and even started to ring, but Lin Qiyuan never looked away, not wanting to answer at all. Thinking that the other party was not convenient to answer the phone, he asked, "Do you need me to help you connect the headphones?"
"No, you can't make phone calls while driving. It's not safe."
Zhou Yang felt embarrassed. He had just taught the other person a lesson, but now he was being taught a lesson in return.
After getting off the car, Lin Qiyuan opened WeChat immediately and saw Cheng Fei's message "If you don't reply, I will ask Zhou Yang." He then glanced at Zhou Yang who was idly swiping on his phone, obviously reading the news, and put his heart at ease.
Lin Qiyuan: Zhou Yang is not someone you can dwell on.
Cheng Fei replied immediately.
Cheng Fei: When did I ever think about your Zhou Yang?
[Cheng Fei: My sexual orientation is female]
Cheng Fei: Do you think everyone treats Zhou Yang like a treasure?
Cheng Fei: I'm angry. Next time I see Zhou Yang, whether I'll expose your identity or not depends entirely on how you compensate me.
Cheng Fei: ...
In short, Cheng Fei was very angry. If you want to accuse someone, you can always find a pretext. Even if a lover sees beauty in everything and Lin Qiyuan has a love filter that is eight hundred meters thick, you can't just frame him, right?
Is this a friend? He's just an old dog who values women over friends!
The Yunnan restaurant that Lin Qiyuan brought him to looked ordinary from the outside, but the interior decoration was quite atmospheric, and even the waiters were wearing ethnic minority costumes.
It's 5:15 now and there are already quite a few people sitting in the restaurant. It can be said that business is quite prosperous.
Because they had made a reservation in advance, the two quickly found a seat under the guidance of the waiter.
The manager on duty came over to greet them personally. "Gentlemen, is this your first time at Cloud Summit? A truly warm welcome! Our waitresses are all from the Yi and Dai ethnic groups. While they don't speak Mandarin, their service is quite attentive, and they're also talented singers and dancers. You can enjoy them while you eat. Furthermore, we have a well-equipped leisure club upstairs. On the second floor, we have various ball sports courts, karaoke, and fitness centers, and on the third floor, we have massage and acupuncture facilities."
Zhou Yang became interested: "That sounds good. Do you have any recommendations?"
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but the restaurant manager kept glancing upwards, looking absent-minded.
"If you want to relax, the spa on the third floor is great. The sports area on the second floor is very quiet. For two people, table tennis is an elegant and relaxing sport."
Zhou Yang turned around excitedly: "That's great! Let's go upstairs and play a couple of rounds of billiards after we finish eating! By the way, do you know how to play billiards?"
“Not really.” Lin Qiyuan replied.
"Gentlemen, if not, we..."
Zhou Yang: “Hmm???”
"We're so sorry!" Under the death stare of his employer and restaurant owner, the manager abruptly changed his words, "Although we can't do anything about it, we are very sorry!"
Zhou Yang: “…” I always feel that this is a grammatical error, but his Chinese is not very good either.
The restaurant manager was afraid of saying more and making more mistakes, so he quickly found an excuse and left.
While the waiter was serving snacks, Zhou Yang said to Lin Qiyuan, "Table tennis is easy to learn. I'll teach you later."
Lin Qiyuan's eyes were full of trust and expectation: "Well, okay."
Even before Zhou Yang became a teacher, he felt a great sense of accomplishment and was a little proud. He even ate several pieces of chicken mushrooms, which he had never eaten since he was a child, before he remembered. He thought that everyone came to this restaurant because
After dinner, the two came to the billiard hall under the guidance of the waiter.
The layout of the second floor is much more complicated than that of the first floor. The rooms on the inner side are arranged in an orderly manner, forming different venues.
What's rare is that the sound insulation between the venues is excellent, just like a small private room. Friends can get together and chat without worrying about anything.
The sports courts are mostly for ball sports that require minimal movement, such as table tennis, bowling, and billiards. Rather than being designed as hidden rooms, the space is naturally divided into different areas. With floor-to-ceiling windows on all sides and a rooftop mural depicting blue sky and white clouds, the entire space feels like an outdoor sports venue.
There weren't many people around when the two came up, and everyone was very well-mannered and didn't make a big fuss.
As a qualified and responsible teacher, Zhou Yang first introduced scientific theoretical knowledge to Lin Qiyuan.
After confirming that the other party had mastered the theoretical knowledge, Teacher Zhou demonstrated it himself and hit the ball into the hole beautifully.
"Do you understand?" Zhou Yang felt that he was a good teacher.
"Understood."
"Then why don't you try it yourself?"
"good."
…
Two minutes later.
Zhou Yang was about to explode: "Wait a minute, forty-five degrees is the southeast direction! Don't understand? Oh, it's the direction right in the middle of your upper left corner and lower left corner."
"You missed, don't hit too hard!"
"This is too light. Didn't you eat enough just now?"
"Your strength control is not right. Forget it. I will come to you and hold your hand. Can you feel my strength?"
"Oh, okay." There was some joy in the voice.
Zhou Yang circled Lin Qiyuan from behind, wrapped his right hand around Lin Qiyuan's right hand, and began to teach him how to control the strength.
Lin Qiyuan is taller and stronger than Zhou Yang. Lin Qiyuan, who is half a circle bigger than Zhou Yang, seems to have great difficulty in moving.
"How about you stay inside and I stay outside?" Lin Qiyuan suggested.
"Ah? How can that be? Doesn't that mean you can't feel anything?"
"Okay, I'll hold your hand."
Zhou Yang thought it was a good idea, so he switched places with Lin Qiyuan.
The two of them felt much more comfortable after changing positions.
Zhou Yang struck a very standard posture, and Lin Qiyuan leaned over and held Zhou Yang's right hand.
Zhou Yang is an adult man after all. Although he is thin, his frame is not small. If Lin Qiyuan follows Zhou Yang's posture, he will have to hold the whole person in his arms.
He had never been so close to anyone, especially with his entire back almost pressed against Lin Qiyuan's body, and his buttocks seemed to be rubbing against the other's warm thighs.
Taking into account that exercise would cause heat, the floor-to-ceiling windows were not closed, allowing wind to flow in from all directions. When this wind reached Lin Qiyuan, it turned into warm air, spraying on his neck and hair ends, making his whole body itchy and numb.
Zhou Yang leaned forward uncomfortably, wanting to get away from the heat source, but the heat source, whether intentionally or unintentionally, moved closer to him when he took half a step forward and three-quarters of a step forward.
Zhou Yang felt that he must have a hot stove on his back, otherwise why did he feel as if his whole body was feverish?
Lin Qiyuan carefully observed Zhou Yang's reaction from behind.
He always felt that Zhou Yang still had a good impression of him.
As he got closer, he saw with his own eyes that Zhou Yang's neck and earlobes were stained pink.
Lin Qiyuan raised the corner of his mouth, and seeing that the other party took half a step forward uncomfortably, he moved forward and stuck closer to the other person as if to play a trick.
Now, he clearly felt the person in his arms tremble slightly. Her neck had turned from pink to red, and her earlobes were even more red, as if dripping with blood.
Lin Qiyuan sprayed his breath on his earlobe, and his lips rubbed against it intentionally or unintentionally. Every contact would cause the other party to react like a frightened bird, his body trembling, and he unconsciously wanted to escape from the shackles.
Zhou Yang comforted himself, saying that teaching people table tennis is just like that, it’s just two grown men, just a clash of hands.
But when he felt Lin Qiyuan's lips rubbing his earlobes and neck, he could no longer bear it and slipped out of Lin Qiyuan's arms like a puff of smoke.
Lin Qiyuan looked innocent and aggrieved: "What's wrong?"
Zhou Yang felt extremely guilty and apologetic, hesitatingly saying, "No, nothing. I... I feel a little unwell. How about... let's do it another day?"
Maybe the wind was too strong, Zhou Yang sneezed several times and caught a cold.
Lin Qiyuan felt a little regretful, but seeing that Zhou Yang really had a cold, he stopped making things difficult for him and took him home.
Zhou Yang took some cold medicine and lay down. He felt sleepy instantly and woke up in a daze. He checked the time and realized he had only slept for less than an hour. He got up and took his temperature. It was 37.5 degrees Celsius, a low-grade fever.
He called Song Xuhong.
"What? Submit the application form again?" Song Xuhong was watching TV, and the volume was a bit loud. Fortunately, Song Xuhong also had a loud voice, so he could hear it clearly.
"Yes, submit it again. I wonder what Zhang Mingfeng will do to my application form. I need to be prepared!"
"Oh, that's right!" Song Xuhong suddenly sat up from his half-lying position on the sofa. "I forgot that Zhang Mingfeng, that idiot, will definitely mess with you! Whatever you say, I'll fully cooperate!"
"I can't do anything about him right now. I can only deal with the registration form issue first. The reason I insisted you hand it in yesterday was so he could see it with his own eyes and give him a chance to harm someone. Today, you find someone we don't know well to help. He's already let his guard down and probably won't think we have a trick up our sleeve."
"Don't worry, I haven't been in Anxia for a few years in vain. I can still find people to help me. If Zhang Mingfeng really did something, shouldn't we find evidence and make him suffer the consequences?"
"It's not that simple." Zhang Mingfeng can be so arrogant in the company, one reason may be that he relies on the financial backer behind the scenes, but the financial backer is far away and has no direct interest relationship with An Xia. Zhang Mingfeng is too fearless.
"If he really did something this time, and did it openly, then it means one thing: Zhang Mingfeng has something on a high-ranking official in Anxia, forcing that high-ranking official to listen to him," Zhou Yang analyzed.
*
Lin Qiyuan had just finished receiving the day's emails when his WeChat rang. He thought Zhou Yang was feeling unwell and needed his help, so he quickly opened it and saw that it was Xu Zhao.
【Xu Zhao: Are you there?】
[Lin Qiyuan: Aren’t you abroad?]
Xu Zhao: Yes, I am in Cao's camp, but my heart is with Han. It's all because the Emperor and Empress Dowager didn't give me face.
Lin Qiyuan: If you have something to say, say it quickly.
【Xu Zhao: Picture/Picture】
Xu Zhao: The back looks like you
[Xu Zhao: The guy behind is really slutty, what a slut]
Xu Zhao: My friend saw this after dinner at that Yunnan restaurant. He said the guy in the black trench coat in the back was so sexy. He obviously didn't know how to play table tennis and asked someone to teach him, but he ended up looking like this.
Xu Zhao: A master of flirting, I admire you so much! He's already been voted the number one best way to pursue someone in our circle of friends.
Xu Zhao: The more I look at your back, the more it looks like you. If you hadn't won the gold medal in the National Middle School Table Tennis Competition at the age of thirteen, I would have misunderstood.
Lin Qiyuan opened the picture, and it was the photo of him circling Zhou Yang and his lips brushing against the other person's earlobe.
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The author has something to say: My period hurts, so I'm a little late, and I haven't updated twice yet. I'll try to update twice during the National Day holiday.
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