Chapter 18 Chapter 18 I'll consider it, thank you.
"sorry!"
Ji Qian eagerly chased after Chi Ke and apologized n+1 times.
"Don't follow me."
Chi Ke's face was darker than the painted road.
It's not like he didn't see the red light and was seeking death. Isn't a reminder enough?
Is it necessary to scoop it into your arms?!
"Don't! Don't leave me behind!" Ji Qian was like a piece of dog-skin plaster with a tracker attached to his back, begging, "Chi Zhu, Mr. Chi, Teacher Chi, Chi Ke, I was wrong, I was really wrong, I swear I didn't mean to do it, I was just afraid that you would run a red light, so I did it subconsciously!"
"It's so touching. If all human beings obeyed traffic rules like Dr. Ji, I can't imagine how wonderful society would be." Chi Ke walked quickly, laughing so hard that a chilling wind blew around him. "I just took half a step forward, and you treated me like a criminal. If I take a big step forward, you put a sack around me and tie me up, and imprison me to memorize traffic laws, okay?"
Unimagined means have been added.
Ji Qian was surprised: "Wow, you are so bold!"
"you!"
What do you mean I dare to think? I mean think?!
Chi Ke was so angry that he laughed and turned away.
He realized that the best way to deal with Ji Qian was not to scold him, but to ignore him.
This person has nothing else but an optimistic attitude. If you want to scold him, you might accidentally make him feel good.
Ji Qian was happy, but Chi Ke was unhappy.
So he decided to ignore this guy. No matter how he nagged or how clingy he was, he just turned a blind eye.
Teacher Cao called and said Chi Yuanfan's mother would be here soon, so the two of them returned to the hospital one after another, waiting for the mysterious parent to arrive.
Ji Qian was noisy on the road, but he knew how to restrain himself in the hospital. He kept silent and just circled around him, becoming more and more depressed.
Chi Ke was sitting quietly in the chair. He would walk over to him from time to time, then lean over to poke his shoulder, and occasionally even tidy up his clothes which were not at all messy.
simply……
I’m so annoyed.
Chi Ke wanted to scold him several times, but he was afraid that he would be in a good mood after being scolded, so he forced himself to hold back.
It was not until Ji Qian leaned over to pour him tea that he lost his balance and fell off the chair, with his entire upper body falling on his legs.
His chest hit his crossed legs and his knees, causing him to gasp in pain.
"."
Chi Ke put down his phone and rubbed his temples with an indescribable look.
He no longer cared about physical contact. He grabbed Ji Qian's hair at the back of his head and lifted up his head and upper body: "Do you have ADHD?"
The kind where you'll suffocate to death if you don't move for a second?
"Ugh... it hurts." Ji Qian sat on the ground, feeling pain in the back of his head. He fumbled with his hands to free his hair, and it took him a long time to find the culprit "hand".
Fool.
The Buddhist beads on someone's wrist were rubbing against the back of his hand. Chi Ke raised the corners of his lips and let him pull them apart without loosening his fingers: "Are you still making trouble?"
Ji Qian didn't dare to pry his hands too hard, so he squinted his eyes and asked, "Then give me a chance to redeem myself and don't sentence me to death, okay?"
Chi Ke was so annoyed that he pulled his hand away and gave her a meaningless and very torturous reprieve: "Don't touch me next time."
Ji Qian's smile instantly collapsed: "Are you guys in finance particularly fond of using ambiguous words?"
Chi Ke asked back: "So for you medical students, do you think the answers must be either black or white?"
"Of course." Ji Qian would never ask back or evade questions that could be answered. "If we ourselves can't understand it, how can we expect patients to trust us?"
After saying this, Dr. Ji's awkwardness as he sat on the ground was alleviated by his handsomeness.
However, before Chi Ke could express his feelings, Ji Qian said in frustration: "Besides, I have learned so much, but you don't believe me."
"So you were waiting here to implicate me." Chi Ke had a high moral bottom line. He knew how to clean up after doing something bad. He smoothed down the hair on the back of his head, got up to get a mop, and cleaned up the water on the table and floor. "It's not that I don't trust you, it's just that some things... are really inconvenient to talk about."
Not to mention how outrageous it is to be reborn through a book, just looking at the original owner's current confusing life experience, he doesn't know where to start if he really wants to talk about it.
Distrust is one aspect, and on the other hand, the original owner and Ji Qian had no friendship at all. Before the truth was revealed, how could he easily announce the social death of the original owner to strangers?
"I'll do it, I'll do it. This is my fault." Ji Qian grabbed the mop and mopped the floor unskillfully. "I won't force you to say anything you don't want to say, nor will I deliberately ask you about it. I just want to tell you that I have no ill will or ulterior motives towards you. Whether you believe it or not will not affect this."
"Of course, if you are willing to believe it, I will be very happy."
"Stop damaging the floor, Mr. Ji." Ji Qian mopped the floor too hard, and dirty water kept squeezing out of the sponge mop, making it impossible to mop clean.
Chi Ke couldn't bear it, so he took the mop back and finished it in no time.
Ji Qian pursed his lips: "I'll go back and learn."
"No need." Chi Ke never agreed with the idea that people should take the initiative to endure hardships.
If you have money, you live a rich life; if you don’t have money, you live a poor reality.
When he had money, he never had to do any housework.
Life is unpredictable. If you have to suffer, you will suffer plenty in the future. There is no need to rush.
Even though Ji Qian is driving a Ferrari now, he might be riding a tricycle to make a living tomorrow.
"Ji Qian, I'm different from you." Chi Ke was as calm as usual, but his words were no longer as indifferent as usual. He was extremely serious. "My current life and work occupy almost all of my energy. It's hard to spare time to deal with other people or things. I don't have any plans to do so for the time being. I know your good intentions, but I really can't give you an equivalent response. I know you already understand this."
He had already expressed his obvious rejection a long time ago, but this was the first time he said it so clearly.
Unexpectedly, Ji Qian did not show any sad reaction at all, and just smiled and said, "Then you also understood a long time ago that I don't need your response, right?"
Chi Ke raised his eyebrow: "You know me so well?"
“Same here.”
Ji Qian thought to himself: More than that.
I also know that you don’t hate me, you just feel burdened.
This is the first time I have met someone like Chi Ke who can clearly calculate all the bills in the world, including emotions.
"Everything I do now is my own business. I am curious about you, interested in you, and have a crush on you, but I will not interfere with your life plans and arrangements. Just do your own thing and ignore me. If I make you feel uncomfortable, you can just reject me directly. If you think it's acceptable..."
Ji Qian took a tentative half step forward.
Chi Ke did not retreat.
The dead trees on the roadside were quietly waiting for the arrival of spring, but unexpectedly they were rustling in the wind from the wilderness.
The moonlight that could not be hidden between the branches was affected and poured into the window, pushing the two shadows closer and closer.
Until Ji Qian stood still, the figures overlapped briefly.
"I admit that I definitely have selfish motives. If you think it's acceptable, maybe you can consider responding to me?"
Ji Qian would not be rude and take up Chi Ke's time without permission, but if Chi Ke was willing, it would be enough to give him one second when he took a break occasionally.
But this kind of time, even 0.01 seconds, was beyond Chi Ke's plan.
Ji Qian was used to being casual and probably didn't realize that the one second he wanted was more valuable than the rest of the twenty-three hours, fifty-nine minutes and fifty-nine seconds combined.
Chi Ke remained silent for a long time and ultimately did not give any explanation.
Just said: "I'll consider it, thank you."
Ji Qian was stunned for a moment, the joy in his eyes came before his brain reacted: "You——"
"Let me ask you a question first." Chi Ke tapped the table to calm him down, "Do you have homosexuality in your sexual orientation?"
Whether he refuses contact or not, he must first figure out what kind of emotion he should use to look at it.
"What? Of course I'm straight." Ji Qian was so confident, "Ever since I can remember, my parents and my brother have said that I'm particularly straight."
Why does it feel so unreliable?
Chi Ke was a little skeptical: "Are you sure?"
"One hundred percent." Ji Qian was so confident that he almost patted his chest and raised three fingers to the sky to swear, "I'm almost 30 years old. Don't I have any idea whether I'm straight or not?"
"……"All right.
Chi Ke forced himself not to be too suspicious and to have more trust in other people's sincerity. He found eight hundred reasons for Ji Qian and finally reluctantly accepted his identity as a straight man.
It feels so fresh.
He stroked his chin with interest.
This is the first time I gave up logical reasoning and rational judgment and believed in a concept because of trust in someone... To be honest, I felt a little uneasy.
But it's quite interesting.
I hope Ji Qian won’t let him down.
Seeing that Ji Qian was about to come over and bite his ear again, Chi Ke immediately reached out his hand and stopped the other party's action: "Don't get too close to me."
Ji Qian was depressed: "Not too close... and I didn't have any bad intentions."
"It has nothing to do with whether you are straight or not." Chi Ke said indifferently, "I'm not used to it."
"Is this not even possible?" Ji Qian corrected his mistake immediately, "Then...how close can we get when whispering?"
Chi Ke hooked his finger.
Ji Qian leaned over immediately.
With his neck half bent, a finger stopped in front of Ji Qian.
“That’s it.”
This distance is just enough to accommodate Chi Ke's gentle breathing.
The fingers didn't touch it completely, but the tip of my nose could definitely feel the delicate and soft touch.
Ji Qian's eyelashes suddenly drooped halfway and he trembled slightly. His whole body was held down by a finger and he couldn't move. He didn't even know how to raise his hand to touch his ears that were being tickled by someone's breathing.
Chi Ke asked: "Any other questions?"
"..." Ji Qian said hoarsely, "Your hands are very cold."
"Really?" Chi Ke put his hand down and pressed his thumb on the tip of the index finger that had touched him, "You are quite hot."
My whole body is hot.
He turned on his phone and reminded, "Teacher Cao said the parents are coming soon."
Ji Qian said, "Then I'll go out and wait for you."
"Stay, you saved someone." Chi Ke put on his scarf, "I'll go out and buy something to drink."
Cannot appear in front of the original owner’s parents.
If they loved their son very much, Chi Ke, as a "fake", had no right to such family affection.
Chi Yuanfan is still lying on the hospital bed. If he is mistaken for the original owner, no matter how he explains, it will distract his parents. The best case scenario is that they should not meet for the time being.
Who knew that when I opened the door, I would bump into a woman running towards me.
not good!
Chi Ke's pupils suddenly contracted.
Before he could react, the warm scarf wrapped most of his face like timely rain.
"Be careful." Ji Qian said, "It's windy outside, wear your scarf. Go ahead, and be safe."
He blocked the woman's sight with his arm and gently pushed Chi Ke out of their sight.
"Are you the parent of Chi Yuanfan?" Ji Qian smiled and invited them in. "It's very cold today. Please come in..."
The sound was gradually blocked by the ward door.
Chi Ke took off his scarf, hesitated for a moment, and wrapped it tightly again.
【k: Thank you. 】
Ji Qian probably wasn't looking at his phone.
He walked to the hotel door and the reply came late.
【The Great Gitzby: You’re welcome.】
[The Great Gitzby: She's not leaving. Stay up all night. Will you come back? ]
【k: I won’t reply. 】
[The Great Gitzby: Oh... where do you live? ]
Chi Ke forwarded his hotel link.
[The Great Gitzby: What a coincidence? I live there too! ]
Yeah?
Is it really such a coincidence?
"Sir, what can I do for you?"
Seeing that he didn't move for a long time, the girl at the front desk took the initiative to ask enthusiastically.
Chi Ke thought for a moment and asked, "Excuse me, are there any extra rooms?"
"Wait a moment, let me check." The receptionist tapped away on the keyboard, "A tour group is coming today, so there's only one room left."
Chi Ke chuckled softly and handed over his ID card: "Please keep this room for me. A friend will come over later."
People who are good-looking always receive various preferential treatments when they go out.
The receptionist agreed without hesitation: "Okay, but one ID card can only open one room. I can reserve it for you, but you have to pay the fee first and then register when your friend arrives."
…
"Full room? Are you sure it's full? No suites?"
Ji Qian came back happily, but when he heard the word "full room", he felt like the sky was falling.
"I'm really sorry." The receptionist thought: Although you are also handsome, you are half a step behind the other handsome guy. "We are...ah, good evening, Mr. Chi, why are you downstairs?"
"Good evening." Chi Ke had already changed into his pajamas, and now he was wearing a long down jacket, and he walked over leisurely. "Doctor Ji? What a coincidence."
He used the word "what a coincidence" in a thousand different ways.
Ji Qian's body was obviously stiff. He put on his hat slowly and lowered his head.
Still feeling guilty?
It's quite fun.
Chi Ke held back his laughter and stretched out his hand to him.
Ji Qian was confused: "What?"
"ID card." Chi Ke said.
"What do you need the ID card for?" Ji Qian was still confused, but he obediently took out his ID card.
The photo on the front of the ID card is as handsome as he is, and his appearance is not much different from now.
I turned to the back and saw that it was indeed an ID card that was issued last year.
Chi Ke symbolically glanced at them and handed it to the receptionist who was looking back and forth between the two of them: "My friend, please check in."
…
After working all day and with so many things happening at night, Chi Ke felt like all the energy in his body had been drained.
He finished washing up early and wanted to go to bed for a good sleep.
Unfortunately, the weather was not good.
At one o'clock in the morning, Leng Yunting called.
What a midnight ring.
Chi Ke was half asleep and clicked the answer button in a daze.
"Hello, Mr. Leng."
"Don't sleep." Leng Yunting said briefly, unable to hide his excitement, "Chi Zhu, I have an important announcement to make."
Chi Ke said, "Hmm," "You say."
Leng Yunting: "Mianmian is with me."
Chi Ke: “Wow, that’s amazing.”
"It makes sense. I've never seen anyone reject me, and I had anticipated his choice." Leng Yunting was very proud. "Chi Zhu, although you and I both know that I don't want to be serious, but since he thinks he's in a relationship with me, I have to at least put in enough effort on the surface. I want to tell you about today's situation so that you have an understanding of it. If anything happens in the future, remember to adapt to the situation."
Chi Ke: “.”
How rare it is! From childhood to adulthood, I have never had the experience of falling asleep listening to a romantic love story.
Leng Yunting: "Falling asleep?"
Chi Ke closed his eyes and answered, “No.”
"Then I'll start." Leng Yunting said, "I skipped work this morning and went to the flower shop to pick roses myself. You'd never guess how Mianmian would react when she saw those flowers..."
at the same time.
In the next room, Ji Qian, who had rolled back and forth on the bed for more than ten times, called Leng Baiyao.
"Are you asleep?" Ji Qian asked.
Leng Baiyao: "Asleep."
Ji Qian: "Don't sleep, I have something to tell you."
Leng Baiyao: "Did your hospital close down?"
"Bah, my hospital can't possibly go bankrupt. Just wait and see how big and powerful Shenghuijia becomes." Ji Qian snorted, "If you knew who is managing Shenghuijia now, you would also think I'm lucky."
"Go to sleep and dream, it's too early now." Leng Boyao poured cold water on him mercilessly, "Tell me, why are you calling me in the middle of the night? What's the matter?"
"It's like this," Ji Qian straightened up and sat upright, "I have a friend..."
Leng Baiyao: "Hang up."
"Hey, hey, hey! It's me." If Ji Qian hadn't been desperate, he would never have let Leng Baiyao be so arrogant. "I met someone."
Leng Baiyao: "Chi Ke?"
Ji Qian: “.”
Ji Qian: "Have you also traveled through the book? Do you have a script in your hand?"
"Are you mentally ill again?" Leng Boyao said contemptuously, "I can't guess what you are thinking normally, but it's easy for me to guess this."
"Why?" Ji Qian struggled tenaciously, "Just because I wrote my name on the document?"
"Second Master Ji, do you really not know what you did last night?" Leng Baiyao wondered, "Do you know that you can see the videos that your friends like on WeChat Video Account?"
Ji Qian: “So?”
Leng Yunting: "You really don't remember? Last night you liked all the videos that Xingmian Entertainment's official account had posted in the past two months that showed Chi Zhu. Some of them even only showed Chi Zhu's desk."
Ji Qian: “…………”
When did it happen? How come I don't know?
"You know it's easy to make mistakes with this thing. You were lucky to guess it right this time. Don't make such ridiculous guesses next time." Ji Qian said, "The topic has gone off track. Let's get back to what I said to Chi Ke..."
Leng Baiyao: "You are obsessed with him."
Ji Qian was shocked: "How presumptuous! How can you use clichéd love to slander the brotherhood of us straight men?"
"I didn't say that this obsession means love." Leng Baiyao said calmly, "Ok, my fault, please continue."
"I won't continue!" Ji Qian was angry. "It's pointless to chat with you. I'm hanging up. I hope you dream of getting a marriage certificate tonight."
Leng Baiyao: "...You're fucking dead."
As the first heir of the Leng family, Leng Baiyao's marriage is destined to be arranged by his family.
In fact, marriage is of little use to them, but Mr. Leng insists on matching the two families of equal status, not for money or business, but only for face.
If he were to marry a small-time celebrity, not only would they be criticized in the circle, but they would also be criticized to death by public opinion online. By then, the two of them would not be able to withstand the pressure and would divorce, which would be an even bigger joke.
The old man firmly believes that a marriage can last long only if it is well-matched.
Leng Baiyao, who had lived without any love affairs for thirty years, was very depressed about this.
It's not that I don't accept arranged marriages, but the thought of hugging, kissing, marrying, having children with a completely strange woman, and living together from then on makes me feel uncomfortable.
He felt that he was young and didn't want to enter the marriage grave too early, so he had been dragging it on for years and had gone on hundreds of blind dates, but none of them led to any development.
Last month, his grandfather finally couldn't stand it anymore, so he made all the arrangements and forced him to go on another blind date. This time, he wouldn't give him any room for refusal. He insisted that he develop a relationship with the purpose of getting married, otherwise he would suppress his company.
A new official cannot beat an old hand. Leng Baiyao's new overseas products are still under development and cannot withstand Zhenting's suppression. He has no choice but to accept it and was depressed for several days.
Ji Qian's good wishes were undoubtedly a stab in his heart.
Leng Baiyao was so angry that his teeth itched. He said grimly: "Then I also hope you will have a dream where Chi Ke treats you as air."
Ji Qian: “!”
Damn Boss Leng.
Vicious!!!
The two of them hung up the phone angrily and parted on bad terms.
Having temporarily lost his only friend, Ji Qian had no choice but to lie back on the bed, hugging his pillow and continuing to waste his time alone.
Chi Ke reserved the only hotel room in advance, which means he already knew that his "coincidence" was a lie.
In that case, he was actually willing to pay for me to stay for a night...
Fuck.
A flash of inspiration suddenly occurred to Ji Qian, and he was so frightened that he rolled off the bed to the ground.
Chi Ke seemed to really do what he said and was trying to accept him.
What does this mean?
This means that next time you encounter such a thing, you don’t need to find a bunch of messy excuses, just say “I want to live closer to you” and Chi Ke will agree!
Ji Qian, with his hairy head standing on end, pounded on the pillow, releasing a silent scream.
He climbed back onto the bed on his hands and knees and began to toss and turn again.
I couldn’t sleep just now because I was anxious, but now I can’t sleep because I’m happy.
What a happy trouble.
Leng Baiyao knows nothing.
He wouldn’t have nightmares if he slept in the suite that Chi Ke booked for him.
…
The next morning, Chi Ke, who had been listening to love stories for half the night, got up numbly with dark circles under his eyes and sent a message to his neighbor.
【k: Are you awake? 】
The other party didn’t reply, maybe he is still sleeping.
He pulled himself together and aligned the progress of the online business direction with his colleagues in City S, and also took the opportunity to attend an interview and dinner with a reporter at noon.
Propaganda work cannot be completed in a day or two.
At noon, I confirmed the direction of the manuscript with the reporter. In the next few days, I will cooperate with the school to shoot materials and do enough surface work.
Although the time frame is long, the work content is actually not that busy.
It's much more leisurely than the days when I was Leng Yunting's special assistant.
After the lunch party, Chi Ke received a reply to the message he received in the morning.
[The Great Gitzby: Just woke up/sleepy/]
[The Great Gitzby: Are you going to work? Chi Yuanfan will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow. I plan to go see him later. I'll ask someone to send his mother away. Do you want to come with me?]
【K: OK.】
[The Great Gitzby: Then I'll come find you later? ]
【The Great Gitzby: By the way, what’s the matter with sending me a message this morning? 】
【K: Nothing.】
He never mentioned that he had stood in front of the bun shop for half an hour and would have brought an extra breakfast if the other person had woken up.
[k: I left the scarf at the front desk. Did you get it? ]
[The Great Gitzby: I haven't gotten up yet. I'll go down and take a look.]
[The Great Gitzby: Actually, you don’t have to rush to return my /sun/. It’s windy today, so you can use it first. ]
【k: No, it has been dry-cleaned, you can use it directly. 】
【The Great Gitzby: ? Washed? 】
【The Great Gitzby retracts a message. 】
[The Great Gitzby: Yeah, I’m happy.]
Chi Ke: “?”
Ji Qianxin is like a needle in the sea.
Forget it, don't worry about it.
【k: Don’t come looking for me, I’ll pick you up. 】
These preferential treatments are not only out of "response", but also out of gratitude to the other party for saving his brother.
【The Great Gitzby: Hmm? 】
【K: I rented a car. 】
…
"Hurry, hurry, hurry." Ji Qian trotted down, "They started ten minutes earlier than expected, we still have at most an hour! The conservative estimate in the past was nearly twenty minutes, drive faster."
"Get in the car." The car door opened, and Chi Ke threw the still hot pure fresh milk tea into his arms, "No sugar."
Ji Qian smiled for a while while holding the milk tea, then took two big gulps through the tube: "Your off-road rental is quite good."
"Have you finished drinking?" Chi Ke asked, "It's open."
Ji Qian held the straw in his mouth: "The milk tea is sealed so it won't spill, open it——"
The car suddenly rushed several hundred meters away. Ji Qian grabbed the seat belt with one hand and almost bit the straw off.
"Choked?" Chi Ke slowed down.
"No." Ji Qian took a deep breath, "It was just that I started at zero frame, and I was a little slow to react."
"Nothing?" Chi Ke's self-awareness was something that he sometimes had and sometimes didn't have. "I'm not very steady when driving."
Be humble.
Your driving is quite unstable.
Forget it, now that we are here, a qualified co-driver should fully trust the driver.
Ji Qian is not the annoying person who likes to point fingers at the driver's driving skills.
"You drive your car." He was in danger of death, so he continued to drink his milk tea, "I don't get carsick."
Chi Ke was a little surprised, and took the opportunity to look at him twice during the red light.
Secretary Sun said last time that if he met someone who was willing to sit on the passenger seat, what would he do?
"What are you thinking about?" Ji Qian asked, "You actually laughed."
Chi Ke suppressed his smile and said, "I wish you were a man."
Ji Qian: “?”
Chi Ke: "Still a straight man."
Ji Qian: “???”
These two sentences made Ji Qian ponder all the way.
When we got out of the car, he suddenly blurted out, "Should I be straight?"
The more I think about it, the more I feel those two sentences sound weird.
Chi Ke almost tripped over the car door sill.
"What are you thinking about?" He urged unhappily, "Just stand up straight and go in quickly."
Chi Yuanfan is hospitalized on the third floor.
The two were too lazy to find the elevator and just climbed upstairs.
The hospital was deserted and I didn't meet many people on the road.
Chi Ke asked: "How did you send her away?"
Ji Qian started talking nonsense: "Kidnapping."
Chi Ke remained calm and responded smoothly: "Has the surveillance video been deleted?"
Ji Qian laughed.
Chi Ke glared at him: "Can't you handle the play you directed?"
"No," Ji Qian hooked his little finger around his sleeve and shook it, "It's the first time someone is acting with me."
"Remember to pay the film fee." Chi Ke pulled out his sleeves, "How did you get rid of him?"
Ji Qian: "There's a line at the bakery downstairs to get the vouchers, and there's a line at the vegetable market next door to get the eggs."
The things that middle-aged and elderly people can’t refuse the most are promotions and free things.
Someone is still very business-minded.
Chi Ke took out his phone and asked, "How much is the event? And yesterday's nursing and medicine, I'll transfer them to you."
Ji Qian wanted to say no, but Chi Ke would definitely not accept it, so he gave him half the actual expenses.
Chi Ke clicked on the transfer page, his long eyelashes drooped, hiding the helplessness in his expression.
Ji Qian...although you have a business mind, you'd better not go into business.
The business world is like a battlefield. If you are too soft-hearted, you will be eaten alive by your competitors.
"You go in first, I'll guard the door for you." Ji Qian glared at him, "I know you have something to say that you don't want me to hear."
Chi Ke's five fingers holding the door handle curled slightly: "I'll treat you to dinner tonight."
Saying too many thanks seems not serious enough, he has already remembered all the thanks he should give.
When I pushed the door open, the child who was doing homework on the bed heard the noise and immediately looked over, his eyes full of anxiety and anticipation.
The boy's pale lips silently opened and closed repeatedly. After a long effort, he asked softly and slowly, "Are you my brother?"
Chi Ke quietly clenched his hand in his pocket into a fist.
"No," he said.
Chi Yuanfan lowered his head in confusion.
He knew very well that this was not his brother, but for some reason, every time he saw this face, he always had a trance feeling as if he was seeing his brother.
Chi Yuanfan said in a very low voice: "Then do you know my brother?"
"I know him." Chi Ke closed the curtains, sat on the edge of the bed, and looked him in the eye. "But I'm not familiar with him."
Chi Yuanfan still lowered his head.
"Is my brother," he asked, "dead?"
Chi Ke's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
All of a sudden, I couldn't say a single word of the prepared words.
"My brother once told me that if I miss him, I can take a plane to see him." Chi Yuanfan slowly raised his head, tears filling his eyes. "Will I ever be able to see him again?"
Chi Ke rubbed his cold fingers to warm them up, and placed the blue fat man on the bedside table on his homework book.
"Like Doraemon?"
Chi Yuanfan nodded.
Chi Ke said: "You can take a time machine."
The boy carefully held Doraemon in his arms and burst into tears instantly.
Tears flowed out, first like the cold dew before sunrise, and then drops turned into a violent storm, soaking the head of the blue fat doll.
He opened his mouth, but no sound came out of his throat.
Those hoarse voices and screams seemed like a thousand-pound weight hanging in the heart, and there was no way to get rid of it.
Even adults cannot get full marks in the compulsory course on life and death, so it is too difficult for children under ten to learn it.
Chi Ke just sat there quietly and said nothing.
He couldn't even use mainstream opinion such as "forgetting is the end of death" as guidance, because death is not that romantic, especially for children. Once a person is gone, they will never be seen again. Other opinions are nothing more than self-healing in the long rest of their lives.
What Chi Yuanfan needs now is not guidance, but venting.
Sadness cannot be suppressed, it can only be disguised. Most adults no longer have the freedom to express their sadness at will, and we can no longer restrict children in this way.
Chi Ke waited patiently and accompanied him until Chi Yuanfan's breathing began to become rapid. Then he picked up the medicine beside him, held his head and fed it to him for inhalation.
"Don't take a big breath, go slow, hold your breath, and exhale slowly..."
The child's emotions gradually stabilized. He held his hand, wanting to say something but stopping himself.
Chi Ke put down the medicine, stood by the bed, bent down to wipe away the tears on his face and body: "I am the same age as your brother. If you want, you can call me that."
"...Brother." Chi Yuanfan managed to utter the word, "Are you my brother's friend? What's your name?"
Chi Ke thought to himself: This kid is amazing, he got to the point right away.
"We are not friends," he couldn't lie to the original owner's family, "We... have the same name, and I met him by chance."
At this moment, Ji Qian's "theory of fate" was fully utilized.
Chi Yuanfan's lips turned down, his facial features were wrinkled, and he hiccuped from time to time, as if he was trying hard to suppress his emotions.
"My brother..."
"If you don't want to talk about it, don't talk about it for now." Chi Ke stretched out his hand.
Chi Yuanfan threw himself into his arms and hugged him tightly: "...I haven't seen my brother for a year."
That's been so long.
Chi Ke patted him on the back and said gently, "Thank you for your hard work."
The child has clear logic, articulate verbal expression, and knows how to suppress his emotions. He is much more mature than most of his peers. It is hard to imagine what he has been through over the years.
He stayed in Chi Ke's arms for a long time before crawling out.
Chi Ke asked him: "Don't you suspect I'm a liar?"
Chi Yuanfan shook his head: "My brother told me last time that he might never come again."
His intuition was very accurate, and he subconsciously just wanted to get close to the person in front of him.
It turns out that the original owner's death was not sudden, but a long-term plan.
Chi Ke took out the ointment Ji Qian had given him, applied it to the child's red face, and explained in plain language: "I will help your brother fulfill the wish he didn't have time to realize. You are the one he can't let go of the most, so I will be responsible for your life and your studies until you are admitted to university and enter society."
Chi Yuanfan hugged his arm, but his eyes were full of vigilance: "Why?"
"This is a little secret between the two of us, I can't tell you." Chi Ke's eyes curved softly, not looking so cold. "You can think of this as... my mission. Are you willing to cooperate?"
Chi Yuanfan's face was serious: "So is being mother your job?"
Only mentioning mom and not dad?
It seems that my biological father is not a good person.
Chi Ke said: "It can be, and it can also be not."
Chi Yuanfan often appears in suicide notes, but his parents are not mentioned. Perhaps his mother is very important to Chi Yuanfan, but this does not conflict with the grudge between the original owner and his mother.
He only owed a favor to the original owner, not Chi Yuanfan, so naturally everything was based on the original owner's wishes. He didn't dare to make any guarantees before he understood the situation.
In fact, to save trouble, he doesn't need to show up and only needs to secretly support Chi Yuanfan.
But since I'm here, it's just a matter of convenience.
"Brother." Chi Yuanfan called, "Will you meet mom?"
Chi Ke asked back: "Do you want to?"
Chi Yuanfan said without hesitation: "Mom will be sad when she sees you."
"Then I won't see her." Chi Ke patted his head, "If you want to see me, we can meet secretly, okay?"
"Then how can I see you?" Chi Yuanfan couldn't think of an excuse to sneak out, "My mother won't be comfortable with me going out alone for too long."
Chi Ke looked outside the door and said, "Does the brother at the door know me? Your mother knows him. If you want to see me, just go find him."
…
"it's over?"
As soon as the door of the ward opened, Ji Qian closed the document he was reviewing and stood up to greet him.
"Yeah." Chi Ke pursed his lips, "When... are you leaving?"
"I can leave anytime." Ji Qian spoke so straightforwardly, as if he was not a hands-off boss. He completely forgot that there was a miserable OEM worker named Leng Baiyao in the country.
"Can you do me a favor?" Chi Ke exhaled and said with determination, "It's his birthday next Thursday and he wants to go to the amusement park. Can you help me make an appointment with his mother?"
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