Meng Qing witnessed the entire process from inside the room. Shi Qian's voice on the phone was quite loud, and Meng Qing heard it clearly.
He heard a few keywords: Blue Horse Club, young master.
The scene matched the one in my dream: drugging, the young master, and the phone recording the conversation.
All the necessary elements are present.
However, the plot took a 180-degree turn.
Meng Qing was also a bit confused. He took a deep breath to calm down, not understanding what was going on today.
However, judging from the outcome, the young master did not harm him.
He genuinely seemed unaware of the drugging incident and the young master's affair; otherwise, he wouldn't have drunk that water himself, nor would he have shown such genuine confusion when he heard the other party's phone call.
Meng Qing looked at the person sleeping haphazardly in front of her. Fortunately, the dosage of the medicine was not large, but it was probably not small either.
Meng Qing's gaze inevitably fell upon a rise she shouldn't have seen.
He sighed and prepared to help the person to bed.
Shi Qian was in a daze, muttering something under her breath in a soft voice, which sounded like she was being coquettish.
Meng Qing was about to help him up when Shi Qian touched the cool sleeve and immediately pressed himself against her.
Like a melted ice cream, it's sticky and won't let go once it's on your hands.
Having no other choice, Meng Qing forcibly pulled her hand out of the other person's arms, turned around and went to the room to get a blanket, which she then wrapped around the person who had slumped on the sofa like a puddle.
He hoisted himself onto Meng Qing's shoulder, like a gas cylinder resting on her back.
Meng Qing threw the person onto the bed. Although Shi Qian's face was red, her symptoms were not particularly severe, which was fortunate.
Afraid that the person in the blankets would move around and roll off the bed in the middle of the night, Meng Qing simply pulled out the bed sheet and rolled it up.
At this moment, Shi Qian lay motionless on the bed, like several layers of tamagoyaki.
People gradually quieted down.
Meng Qing was about to leave when, seemingly worried, she turned back to the bedside, extended two fingers, and placed them below Shi Qian's nose.
After feeling the other person's even breathing, he breathed a sigh of relief and left the bedroom.
Meng Qing had just returned from outside tonight, intending to go to the city to see where she could find part-time work and save some money.
After wandering around for a while, every shop that saw Meng Qing's ID card waved him off, saying he was too young.
After all, Meng Qing had just come of age. He started school late, and with all the trouble his adoptive parents had caused this year, he was only going to start his senior year of high school after the New Year.
Therefore, this job-hunting trip was destined to be fruitless.
It took Meng Qing more than half an hour to walk back to her home from the gate of the residential area, as her shoes were already tearing in all directions.
After this heavy rain, it's finally almost beyond repair.
Meng Qing sighed, took off her soaking wet shoes, and placed them by the door.
He then took a closer look at Shi Qian's room. It was a fairly large suite with a small corridor. To the left of the entrance was a small kitchen, and to the outside was a large living room with a three-meter floor-to-ceiling window. Further inside were the bedroom and bathroom.
It really does feel like a place that raises a spoiled young master like Shi Qian.
Although Shi Qian asked him to come and sleep with her today, he couldn't possibly actually climb into Shi Qian's bed.
After all, Shi Qian seemed to be in a somewhat unclear mental state at the time, and perhaps he didn't even know what he was saying.
But should we go back to the attic?
Meng Qing sat on the living room sofa, which was large and soft enough to comfortably accommodate two of him sleeping with their legs outstretched. It was far better than the folding bed in the attic.
In addition, the room was well-heated, probably because the young master of the Shi family was afraid of the cold and the heating was turned up very high. For Meng Qing, who didn't have many clothes to wear, it was just right on such a cold rainy day.
Meng Qing took off her coat, covered herself with it, and lay down directly on the sofa in the living room, closing her eyes.
When Meng Qing woke up the next day, she vaguely heard noises coming from the room.
He opened his eyes, looked at his watch, and realized that he hadn't had insomnia and had slept soundly until dawn.
He got dressed and went into the room, where he saw Shi Qian crawling around like a pupa.
...
Meng Qing seemed to have wrapped the person up too tightly last night. He stepped forward, ready to help.
When Shi Qian saw him, her eyes lit up, as if she had seen a savior.
"Just in time! Quick, come help me! I'm trapped!"
Shi Qian thought it was because he was a bad sleeper and the sheets had flown off in the middle of the night, and he didn't suspect at all that the person in front of him had wrapped him up.
Meng Qing didn't say anything, but quietly grabbed one end of the blanket, pressed down on Shi Qian's shoulder, and pushed him to the other side.
Shi Qian rolled smoothly from the foot of the bed to the headboard, finally freeing herself.
"It's amazing, I didn't even know I could be such a bad sleeper."
Shi Qian rubbed his shoulders and turned his neck; he had finally come back to life.
"By the way, is that glass of water on your desk expired? I feel dizzy after drinking it."
Shi Qian had no recollection of the stupid things he had done yesterday; his only memory was that he had drunk two sips of water and then fallen asleep.
Meng Qing didn't want to explain, so she just stood silently to the side.
Shi Qian didn't think much of it. He got up, took a set of pajamas from the closet, and walked into the bathroom. After all, he had been hiding in the closet last night and was covered in dirt.
"I'll take a shower first. There should be some food in the fridge. You can prepare it yourself."
Meng Qing didn't linger and went straight to the kitchen. He often cooked in the countryside, since no one would prepare food for him if he didn't cook.
He simply fried a few eggs and cooked some porridge, then sat down at the table, thinking of waiting for Shi Qian to come out and eat together.
Knock knock knock...
A series of regular knocks sounded at the door. Meng Qing was stunned, unsure whether he should open it, since the people in this house didn't give him a friendly look.
Shi Qian is taking a shower now and is not outside. If he rashly goes to open the door, he will inevitably be regarded as a country bumpkin who has barged into the young master's room.
The knocking continued rhythmically, as if the person inside wouldn't leave until the door was opened.
Having no other choice, Meng Qing got up, went outside the bathroom, knocked on Shi Qian's door, and said, "Someone is looking for you."
Shi Qian had just finished showering and hadn't even had time to put on her clothes before coming out wrapped in a bath towel.
He wasn't the skinny type; a thin layer of muscle covered his body perfectly. Shi Qian's hair was still dripping wet, and he casually grabbed a towel to wipe it.
She walked to the bedside and changed into her pajamas as if no one else was there, then turned to look at Meng Qing and asked:
What did you just say?
Meng Qing didn't know where to look. Ever since Shi Qian started changing clothes, his eyes had been fixed on the floor, afraid to look around for fear of seeing something he shouldn't.
“Someone is knocking on the door,” Meng Qing replied.
Shi Qian thought for a moment, and realized that the person looking for him at this time was none other than his good cousin Shi Yan.
As soon as the door opened, it was indeed there.
When Meng Qing saw the person outside the door, he was also stunned. This person looked exactly like the white moonlight in his dream!
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