Chapter 23 Chapter 23 Blushing heartbeats and sweaty palms, wanting to get close...
At 7:30 in the evening, Ji Qian arrived at Chi Ke's door in panic.
He swore that he just had the habit of talking nonsense without thinking during the day.
He never expected that Chi Ke would answer his video call in front of so many people!
"Don't be afraid, Ji Qian." Ji Qian comforted himself, "It's just a small scene. You've died once, so what else is there to be afraid of?"
He mustered up his courage, rolled up his sleeves, and attacked the doorbell.
“Click.”
The door suddenly opened.
Chi Ke was wearing a pure black cashmere pajamas with long sleeves and long pants. He crossed his hands on his chest and leaned against the door frame, looking at him with interest: "Half an hour, have you stood enough?"
Ji Qian's eyes were burned by his collarbone, and he accidentally bit his tongue, and asked in shock: "How do you know how long I have been standing there?"
Chi Ke tapped the door lock monitor next to the entrance with his chin: "It's a pity that there is no sound. I can't hear what you are mumbling."
Ji Qian: “.”
Ji Qian suddenly smiled secretly.
Chi Ke stopped suddenly.
ah.
It was a bad idea.
This peacock must have been very happy to be admired for more than half an hour.
...Tsk.
Why do I understand him so well?
Chi Ke frowned: "Come in."
"Yeah." Ji Qian cooperated and took half a step forward, waiting for the next order.
He stood politely at the door. Although he was very curious about Chi Ke, he did not look around the small apartment he saw for the first time.
Maybe it was because he had just made a mistake during the day and he was still feeling nervous at the moment, so his mouth, which usually spoke so much, was now silent.
It makes people feel well-behaved for no reason.
Chi Ke hesitated for a moment, pushed the prepared disposable slippers inside, and took out a pair of new cotton slippers.
"Please sit anywhere. Have you had dinner?"
Ji Qian said: "I ate...no."
"Then just starve." Chi Ke sat on the sofa first and put on his glasses.
Ji Qian: “.”
What is the meaning of asking this question?
This apartment is not big, about 100 square meters, the space is minimalist, very Chi Ke style, without any overly life-like decorations, it is a commercial decoration that is convenient for renting.
Ji Qian put down the two bags of medicine he brought, and sat depressedly on the other side of the sofa. He turned his head and felt that the distance between them was too far, so he moved away reservedly.
Why.
It’s still far away.
He moved twice more.
Tsk.
Why still...
"Why don't you sit on my lap?" Chi Ke, who was looking at his laptop seriously, suddenly said.
Ji Qian immediately replied: "Not very appropriate, right?"
"So you knew it was inappropriate." Chi Ke twitched his thin lips, "I thought you were ignorant."
Ji Qian pursed his lips.
Sure enough, I still make people angry during the day.
Chi Ke usually doesn't speak so harshly.
Ji Qian said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."
"I know." Chi Ke was very calm.
It was the first time that Ji Qian saw someone so angry that he was so invulnerable. He felt distressed and didn’t know where to start to appease him: “Then you…”
"I know that your personality is like this and it doesn't conflict with my dissatisfaction." Chi Ke forwarded the edited file to him, "Don't pay attention to me, otherwise I will vent my anger on you. Don't talk to me, I will just be angry for a while."
The big mistake at work did make him very unhappy, but he was more angry at himself for not being able to grasp the direction of the good situation.
Ji Qian was not entirely responsible for this matter. It was also his fault that he did not explain it to Ji Qian in time. He was distracted by his work and wanted to watch the show out of mischievous taste, but unexpectedly thought he was the protagonist.
Or talk about cause and effect and reincarnation.
And promising to consider responding to Ji Qian was not just lip service.
His appreciation for Ji Qian has nothing to do with his own preferences, and he does not want the other party to change his personality and habits for him.
From another perspective, this non-principled accident is quite fresh. He is just temporarily unable to adapt to the imperfect process.
Not resisting means accepting it. In the future, he will try to change his mindset towards some of the unexpected episodes brought by Ji Qian.
"No." Ji Qian suddenly said, "I can't ignore you."
Chi Ke continued to edit the documents in silence.
Ji Qian slid down from the sofa, sat on the carpet, and carefully rested on Chi Ke's knees.
Chi Ke finally gave him a glimpse of his eyes: "Are you addicted to being scolded?"
"No." Ji Qian raised his head from bottom to top, "Being angry is not good for your health. I don't want you to be angry."
Chi Ke pressed two wrong letters with his fingers, paused for a moment, and deleted them without leaving a trace.
Very strange.
After Ji Qian said this, he suddenly wasn't so angry anymore.
If his former classmates and colleagues saw this scene, they would probably be shocked.
After all, everyone reached a consensus back then: never seek scolding when Chi Ke is angry.
Doing the opposite will only lead to two results.
One, you are broken by his eloquence; two, you are scared to tears by his eyes.
With two eerie answers in mind, no one was willing to take the risk, including the groups of suitors.
Everyone agreed that Chi Ke had a bad temper and was difficult to coax.
Even Chi Ke himself thought so.
It was not until now that Chi Ke suddenly realized that he was not so unkind after all.
He stretched out a finger, pressed it between Ji Qian's eyebrows, and pushed his head away from his knees.
"Be careful."
Ji Qian was overjoyed: "You are not angry anymore?"
Chi Ke sneered: "You can see that too?"
"If you're still angry, you wouldn't touch me." Ji Qian nodded between his brows, "Turn up the air conditioner, your hands are cold."
"Okay." Chi Ke threw the air conditioner remote control to him and let him handle it himself.
Ji Qian walked to the air conditioner, turned it up twice to test the wind, and then returned and sat back in his original seat: "Teacher Chi, give me a chance to apologize."
Chi Ke raised his eyebrows: "Can't you see that I'm not angry anymore?"
"It's generous of Teacher Chi not to be angry, but you didn't have to be angry at all."
If this happened to Ji Qian, it really wouldn't matter, but he knew very well that Chi Ke was Chi Ke, not anyone else, and he couldn't selfishly judge others by himself.
He understood why Chi Ke was angry, and apologized sincerely: "Can you let me take the responsibility?"
Chi Ke really wanted to finish revising the last bit of paperwork, but with Ji Qian right next to his legs, he couldn't concentrate at all.
He gave up his work and threw his laptop aside: "How do you want to be responsible?"
Ji Qian mysteriously took out a USB flash drive from his pocket.
"I learned about today's incident from Leng Yunting. Here is the information about Wei Yiqi and his agency, the information about the photographer team, the resume of the person in charge of the financing, and all the surveillance in the swimming pool today. Wei Yiqi did not push Xu Lemian. I told President Leng, and President Leng meant that no matter what the truth is, since Xu Lemian has been wronged, he should be banned. If you want to do so, I have prepared the platform information and contact information you will need to communicate with next. If you want President Leng to give up this idea, I have also found a capable new media operation team to assist you. They have all been contacted and are absolutely reliable."
Chi Ke was distracted for a moment.
To put it lightly, only those who are knowledgeable in the field know how difficult it is to collect and organize these information and connections, which saved him a lot of effort.
Ji Qian was able to accomplish all this in one afternoon, which must have taken a lot of energy and favors from others.
It turns out that this person had been thinking about ways to remedy the situation from the moment the video was hung up.
To be honest, Chi Ke thought that Ji Qian's way of being responsible was to buy some food and have a meal, and he was ready to have some fun with him, but he never expected to receive such a big gift.
"Are you wondering if I didn't treat you to a meal?" Ji Qian said with a smile, "It's responsible to send an apology gift to your heart. I treated you to a meal, that's..."
That's satisfying myself.
He didn't finish.
Because this sentence... seems a bit strange and ambiguous.
I can't really put my finger on what's wrong, but I just can't put it into words.
Chi Ke was a little curious: "What do you want me to do?"
Ji Qian held the USB drive and said, "I support you no matter what you do."
Chi Ke: "I turned a blind eye to Wei Yiqi's results, and you don't care?"
"You have no obligation to care about him." Ji Qian always gave him many unexpected answers. "I don't know what Secretary Sun told you, but I don't want you to be kidnapped by morality. You have nothing to do with this matter, and the result has nothing to do with you, so just do what you want."
"Thank you." Chi Ke's eyebrows softened suddenly and he accepted the "compensation". "I really need it."
Ji Qian finally let out a breath of air: "That's good."
I'll still be nervous.
"Are you afraid that I won't like it?" Chi Ke stood up, "Don't worry, I don't pick and choose gifts, I only pick and choose people."
Ji Qian reacted for a few seconds, then stood up: "What do you mean--"
"What are you having for dinner?" Chi Ke asked.
Realizing that the topic was over, Ji Qian said with a little regret: "I just took two bites of the sandwich."
"Would you like some midnight snack?" Chi Ke walked towards the kitchen. "The hospital has been open for so long, but there has been no formal staff mobilization meeting. Tomorrow is the first hospital-wide meeting. There is a lot of preparation work to do as the dean. I need to sort out and emphasize some matters one by one with you. You may not be able to leave until the early morning tonight."
It’s only the early hours of the morning, I can even stay the night if needed.
Ji Qian finished muttering in his heart and nodded: "We need to eat, what takeout should we order?"
Chi Ke didn't say anything.
When Ji Qian saw the kitchen light on, his mind went blank: "You, you want to cook?"
Chi Ke stood at the kitchen door, waiting for his decision: "Do you want to try it? You can order."
"Yes!" Ji Qian's eyes slowly lit up with stars, and he teleported to his side, "How about noodles with soybean paste?"
"Yeah." Chi Ke bent down to open the refrigerator, tucked the hair that fell on his collarbone behind his ears, and when he raised his hand, his thin waist was exposed, lean and fair.
Ji Qian: “!”
Sorry for being so presumptuous.
He complained about his good eyesight and lowered his head uncomfortably: "Can I help?"
Was the air conditioner set too high just now?
It's so hot.
"Can you cook?" Chi Ke asked.
It’s still very hot.
As soon as Chi Ke talked to him, he felt hot and his breathing became a little rapid.
Ji Qian patted his chest, trying to calm his heart, but to no avail. He ruffled his hair in frustration and said honestly, "No."
Even the garbage won't go down the noodles.
"Then go out and wait." Chi Ke didn't like having people around when he was cooking. Hearing that he didn't know how to do anything, he drove him away directly, "Don't get in the way here... Tsk, what's wrong with your hair? Why is your face so red?"
"No, I'm not hot." Ji Qian answered irrelevantly, rubbing his hands hurriedly to dry his wet palms, "My hair is not messy, my face is not red, it can't be red! I, I will help you wash the potatoes."
He tells lies with open eyes, which is weird.
Chi Ke ignored him and unskillfully took out two sets of tableware.
He has never invited anyone to his home to eat the meal he cooked.
Why on earth did Ji Qian allow him to make an exception?
So annoying.
With a "clang" sound.
Chi Ke silently stabbed the kitchen knife into the chopping board.
Ji Qian, who couldn't help but didn't want to go out and just wanted to keep the company, trembled.
Wow.
He thought: It would be cool to hold a kitchen knife.
Oh, so annoying.
Why does he want to stick close to Chi Ke even though he’s so hot?
…
"You still have to think about such a simple question?"
In the cafeteria of St. Huis Private Hospital, two interns are chatting during their lunch break.
The girl passionately said to the boy: "You are a medical student, so when you encounter this kind of problem, of course you have to analyze it from the phenomenon and logic."
The boy asked: "How to analyze?"
"Simple," the girl raised a finger, "Does your heart beat faster when you see her?"
Boy: “Yeah!”
"Are you blushing and hot?"
"Uh-huh!"
"Shortness of breath?"
“Hmmmm!”
"Are your palms sweating?"
"Hmmmm!"
"Want physical contact?"
"Mmmmmmm!"
"Then don't doubt it, just close your eyes and do it, you love her!"
"Puff! Cough!"
"Hey! Dean? Are we disturbing you by being too loud?"
The two were so engrossed in their conversation that they just realized there was a leader sitting next to them.
Ji Qian shook his head and wiped the corners of his mouth elegantly, as if he was not the one who sprayed water just now: "I accidentally heard you chatting, I'm sorry."
I just picked a seat to sit down and actually heard other people's love gossip. This luck is incredible.
These two people had no awareness of their whisper, and their voices spread all around. It would probably take less than half a day for the entire department to know about this guy's love life.
"It's okay, it's okay," the boy waved his hand, "I'm not afraid of people knowing."
"That's good." Ji Qian said with a smile, "Do you mind if I ask a private question?"
"Please ask, Dean." The intern immediately put down his chopsticks and said with a smile, "I don't mind at all."
Ji Qian is not the kind of person who is pretentious and often gets into trouble with others.
But last time, Chi Ke told him that leaders should still maintain an appropriate distance from their employees, otherwise it would be easy for others to forget even the word "respect".
He is very obedient to advice. In the past, anyone who walked by him would snatch a piece of meat from his bowl. Now, when people see him, they greet him with a smile and say hello, "Hello, President Ji."
I have to say, even someone as good-tempered as Ji Qian can't stand people who have no sense of boundaries. The latter feels much better.
Ji Qian gave the girl opposite him a look.
The other party understood: "I'm going to buy a cup of milk tea, you guys chat first."
After she left, Ji Qian considered and whispered, "Who do you want to get close to with your blushing face, heartbeat, and sweaty palms? Is it a man or a woman?"
The intern choked on his saliva and blushed: "It's a girl."
Ji Qian's voice became even quieter: "So what is your sexual orientation..."
"Of course it's a girl!" The intern was a little shy, "I'm straight."
Ji Qian understood: "Okay, thank you."
His partner has the same gender and sexual orientation, so the answer to the question is fine. However, his situation with Chi Ke is not suitable for this kind of logical analysis.
Ji Qian sat back in his original seat and couldn't help but send a message to Chi Ke.
[The Great Gitzby: /Puppy Peek.jpg/]
【k:? 】
【The Great Gitzby: It's all right. 】
【k:? 】
[The Great Gitzby: Just wanted to send you a message. ]
【K: Well, work hard. 】
Ji Qian immediately turned off his cell phone, held his face with one hand, and faced the floor-to-ceiling window beside him.
The ring finger is placed on the earlobe, and the burning heat spreads from the fingertips to the heart.
Didn't let me go...
He made me work hard...
He asked me to work hard...
Ji Qian suddenly didn't dare to breathe.
Because the sound was so loud, almost everyone knew it.
It is cloudy today and there is no sunshine outside the window.
His reflection was blurry on the glass. Although he couldn't see the facial features clearly, he knew that his pupils were filled with excitement, even though they were flickering.
Chi Ke's influence on him seemed to be a little bit more than he had imagined.
wrong.
It's many, many more points.
It's a very strange feeling, but not unpleasant.
Even when this uninvited feeling arrives, the corners of my mouth always can't help but curl up into a smile.
But he clearly remembered that he didn't like sweets.
…
"Chi Zhu, what are you laughing at?"
Secretary Sun poked the man next to him with his elbow.
"nothing."
Chi Ke put away his phone and said, "Let's go. Wei Yiqi's dinner party is about to start. We only have an hour. In an hour and a half we have to pick up Mr. Leng to discuss cooperation on next season's film."
"Oh, okay, wait a minute, I'll send a message to my wife. We haven't talked all day and I missed her." Secretary Sun left in a hurry and turned back to greet him, "Chizhu, hurry up - tsk, you're laughing again? What happened today? Did you win the lottery?"
"without."
Chi Ke no longer held back his emotions and calmly opened the door and got into the car.
"Just a good mood."
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