Chapter 390 (Combined with Chapter 390)
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Qin Cheng nodded, even extending his hands in agreement.
Ye Qingxi quickly turned around and made him lie down on top of her.
Qin Cheng: ...
Qin Cheng had no choice but to lie down and cooperate.
Ye Qingxi bent down, struggled to lift his legs, and carried him on her back.
I must say, it is indeed quite heavy; his brother is truly a man of substance.
Ye Qingxi carried the person on her back and walked slowly forward.
Unfortunately, he was shorter and heavier than Qin Cheng, and with Qin Cheng's long arms and legs, he obviously didn't walk as easily as Qin Cheng.
Qin Cheng felt sorry for him, "You should put me down."
“That won’t do,” Ye Qingxi said, unwilling to comply.
"Can……"
Before Qin Cheng could finish speaking, he felt Ye Qingxi stumble and lose her balance, and the two of them fell forward instantly.
He quickly grabbed Ye Qingxi's waist, flipped her over, and with a "thud," he fell onto the bed, and Ye Qingxi fell on top of him.
"Are you alright?" Qin Cheng asked with concern.
Looking at his face and listening to his gentle words, Ye Qingxi felt both touched and guilty in an instant.
"What's wrong?" Qin Cheng saw that he didn't speak and really thought that he was injured somewhere. He quickly sat up and grabbed his arms and legs to check him.
"I'm fine."
Ye Qingxi withdrew her hand that he had pulled up.
Qin Cheng asked, still unconvinced, "Really?"
"Really!" Ye Qingxi said, sounding somewhat angry.
He looked at Qin Cheng and felt that he didn't care about himself at all. It was clearly his idea that was proposed, and it was also his failure to carry him properly, which resulted in him falling. Not only did Qin Cheng not think about protecting him, but he also turned him into a human cushion.
So what if you fall on the bed? What if you fall on the floor?
"What could possibly happen to me?" Ye Qingxi's tone was unconsciously a little angry. "It wasn't me who fell. I had a huge human skin cushion under me, so what could possibly happen?!"
Qin Cheng: ...
Seeing that his lips were pouting, Qin Cheng coaxed him gently, "I'm fine, aren't I?"
"But you can't just ignore me and not care about yourself."
“But I can’t just think of you and ignore you,” Qin Cheng said.
"Why not?" Ye Qingxi asked him.
Qin Cheng felt that this question was completely unnecessary to ask.
“Because I’m your brother,” he said.
"So what? Does an older brother always have to protect his younger brother?"
"certainly."
"Doesn't my brother have his own life? Can't he think about himself?"
“These are two different things,” Qin Cheng said. “Of course I will consider my own interests, but that doesn’t prevent me from protecting you if we encounter danger.”
He asked Ye Qingxi, "If your aunt gives birth in the future and you two are both in danger, will you protect the baby?"
Ye Qingxi thought to herself, "Of course I will."
"So," Qin Cheng said gently, "I certainly won't let anything happen to you in front of me."
Ye Qingxi: ...
Ye Qingxi felt that what he said was wrong, but she didn't know how to refute it.
He stood up, not wanting to talk to Qin Cheng anymore.
"I'm going back."
Seeing him like this, Qin Cheng also stood up.
"I'm really fine," he told Ye Qingxi.
"Mmm," Ye Qingxi said softly.
"You don't need to blame yourself."
He clearly understood Ye Qingxi's thoughts and reassured him, "It's not a big deal, and besides, I'm not injured."
Ye Qingxi: ...Luckily he wasn't injured. If he had been, he would have felt guilty to death.
Qin Cheng patted his hair. "It's okay, really."
Ye Qingxi nodded.
Seeing that words couldn't appease him, Qin Cheng decided to make some of his favorite foods to cheer him up.
Therefore, he didn't say anything more and let Ye Qingxi go back to her bedroom.
After Ye Qingxi closed the door, he went into the kitchen, washed his hands, and took out the sweet potatoes he had bought earlier.
Ye Qingxi has loved sweets since she was a child.
Eating sweets is fine; Qin Cheng remembered reading somewhere that sugar seems to help people feel happy.
He washed the sweet potatoes, peeled them, and then cut them into pieces, preparing to make candied sweet potatoes for Ye Qingxi.
Ye Qingxi was completely unaware of what was happening outside; he was still inside, feeling remorseful and blaming himself.
He blamed himself for a while, then stood up again, preparing to go find Qin Cheng.
Although the two didn't seem to have really argued, they definitely parted on bad terms.
Ye Qingxi didn't want to end the night with Qin Cheng like this.
Qin Cheng did nothing wrong; on the contrary, everything he did was to protect him.
He shouldn't have spoken to Qin Cheng like that just because of his own guilt and self-blame.
This, in turn, made Qin Cheng uneasy, and in the end, he even tried to appease him.
Ye Qingxi didn't want Qin Cheng to worry about her.
She didn't want Qin Cheng to be troubled because of her.
His original intention was also to feel sorry for Qin Cheng, just as Qin Cheng wanted to protect him; both were acting in the best interests of the other.
So they shouldn't have ended up making it seem like neither side was happy.
Thinking this, Ye Qingxi walked to the bedroom door.
He opened the door, and before he even stepped out, he smelled a sweet aroma of sweet potatoes.
This is?
Ye Qingxi turned around and walked towards the kitchen with a puzzled look in her eyes, and sure enough, Qin Cheng was in the kitchen.
Why is he suddenly making something at this time?
Is he hungry?
Ye Qingxi walked in curiously.
Qin Cheng heard footsteps, turned around, and smiled when he saw it was him.
There was a plate of fried sweet potatoes on the cutting board next to him.
"Try it," Qin Cheng gestured with his eyes.
Upon hearing this, Ye Qingxi picked up a sweet potato and put it in her mouth.
It's very sweet, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, it's delicious.
"Why are you suddenly frying sweet potatoes?" Ye Qingxi asked.
"I'll make you a candied sweet potato," Qin Cheng said.
Ye Qingxi then noticed that Qin Cheng was making syrup while talking to her.
By now, the syrup was almost ready, so Qin Cheng poured in the fried sweet potatoes and started stir-frying.
Ye Qingxi: ...
He watched as Qin Cheng quickly stir-fried the food, sprinkled some white sesame seeds on top, and then put it into a plate that had been prepared beforehand, before turning off the heat.
"Alright." Qin Cheng turned to look at him. "Eat it after it cools down a bit."
Ye Qingxi: ...
Ye Qingxi didn't understand, "Why are you doing this?"
"Don't you like to eat?" Qin Cheng asked.
Ye Qingxi: Just because he likes it?
Seeing that he was in a daze and didn't say anything, Qin Cheng assumed that he was still angry about what had just happened.
He coaxed gently, "Don't be angry. Have some of your favorite dessert, and then cheer yourself up, okay?"
Ye Qingxi then realized that he hadn't cooked so late at night because she liked it.
He was trying to coax him.
I wanted to use his favorite dishes to coax him and make him stop being unhappy.
At that moment, he suddenly couldn't say anything.
He had never met an older brother like this before, nor had he ever met a peer like this before.
Always tolerate him, take care of him, spoil him, and want to coax him.
Even though he himself is still a child and at an age where he needs to be taken care of, he repeatedly goes into the kitchen because of him, picks up a knife, and cleans the ingredients.
They lived together for a semester, but he couldn't cook a single dish, while Qin Cheng knew how to cook many.
And most of the dishes he knows how to cook are his favorites.
What does Qin Cheng resemble?
It's like sunlight, like air, like a never-ending flow of water.
It is inexhaustible and can be used without limit.
He will give him plenty of love and tenderness whenever he wants or needs it.
But he clearly doesn't need that.
Not all older brothers treat their younger brothers this way.
In particular, they are not actually related by blood.
He wasn't even his cousin, let alone his younger brother.
Ye Qingxi hoped that he could love himself more than he loved her.
But Qin Cheng seemed to want him to be happy more than himself.
He looked at Qin Cheng, at his brother who was not related to him by blood but had always wanted to protect and take care of him, and suddenly stepped forward and hugged him tightly.
Qin Cheng froze, unconsciously raising the plate in his hand, afraid that the sweet potatoes on the plate would soil his younger brother's clean pajamas.
His heart began to pound uncontrollably, and the plate, which was not hot at all, seemed to become scorching hot at that moment.
"I'm sorry," Ye Qingxi said. "I shouldn't have talked to you like that just now. I'm not angry with you, I just feel very guilty, so I'm a little angry with myself."
"I know," Qin Cheng said gently.
He knew, of course, why Ye Qingxi and he had parted on bad terms. He didn't mind, and he wouldn't blame him.
"It's not your fault, it has nothing to do with you," Qin Cheng said softly. "You don't need to apologize, you didn't do anything wrong."
As Ye Qingxi listened, she hugged his arm even tighter.
Qin Cheng: ...
Qin Cheng felt his body stiffen, as if he were frozen in place, and dared not move.
"I won't do that again," Ye Qingxi said.
"Okay," Qin Cheng said.
Although he didn't think there was anything wrong with what Ye Qingxi had just done.
Ye Qingxi then let go of his hand and slowly left his embrace.
At that moment, Qin Cheng suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, but for some reason, he also felt a little reluctant to part with it.
He turned around, picked up a pair of chopsticks, and carried the candied sweet potato outside.
Ye Qingxi followed beside him and walked out with him.
"Try it." Qin Cheng placed the sweet potato and chopsticks in front of his usual seat.
Ye Qingxi sat down in the chair, picked up her chopsticks, and took a piece of sweet potato.
The sugar coating was excellent, and the strands that came out were very long; it was delicious.
"It's delicious," he said to Qin Cheng with a smile.
Qin Cheng was finally relieved to see him smile.
"Then you should eat more."
Ye Qingxi nodded and ate two more pieces.
When he ate the fourth piece, he didn't put it directly into his mouth after picking it up. Instead, he stretched out his arm and fed the candied sweet potato to Qin Cheng's mouth.
Qin Cheng: ...
"You should eat too." Ye Qingxi moved the chopsticks forward.
Having no other choice, Qin Cheng had to lower his head and bite off the sweet potato from his chopsticks.
Candied sweet potatoes are delicious, but you should eat them quickly.
Therefore, Ye Qingxi would eat one piece herself and then feed Qin Cheng another piece.
Qin Cheng: ...
Qin Cheng felt he should stand up and go to the kitchen to get a pair of chopsticks.
He couldn't explain why, but he clearly thought that way and felt that doing so was the right thing to do.
But he remained seated, motionless, as if he hadn't realized anything about it.
He didn't move, and Ye Qingxi genuinely didn't realize that her brother could easily take another pair of chopsticks, so she continued to feed him bite by bite, piece by piece.
After finishing the plate of candied sweet potatoes, Ye Qingxi put down her chopsticks.
After Qin Cheng finished accepting the food from his younger brother, the glue stuck to the stool seemed to finally melt. He stood up, picked up his chopsticks and plate, and walked towards the kitchen.
Ye Qingxi quickly stood up. "I'll go with you."
"That's all there is to it," Qin Cheng said.
The implication is that it's not worth two people cleaning it.
Ye Qingxi didn't make a move, but just silently followed him and watched him.
After washing the dishes and chopsticks, the two left the kitchen again.
Qin Cheng walked towards his bedroom, and Ye Qingxi followed him there.
He was sitting on the bed in Qin Cheng's bedroom when he suddenly remembered something and looked down at it.
He said, "This semester is almost over, why hasn't my brother's Schrödinger's bed arrived yet?"
Ye Qingxi glanced at her brother, who was looking down at his documents. This was the same brother who had been cutting wood in the mountains since the start of the semester. By now, the wood should be enough to make a bed, right?
So, could it be that he didn't buy a bed at all?
Why?
Think it's a waste?
It's not that bad. Although his brother isn't extravagant, he's not the kind of person who would care about the cost of a bed.
Could it be that... you don't want to sleep separately from him?
Ye Qingxi thought it was very likely.
After all, his brother is a total brother-lover.
In high school, he really wanted to take a nap with me.
Before Huo Zinan arrived, he didn't mention it, and Qin Cheng didn't say anything either.
After Huo Zinan arrived, he made the suggestion. Qin Cheng was clearly pleased, but he didn't say anything.
The same is likely true now.
Ye Qingxi smiled, thinking that her brother was really... quite a closet pervert.
He thoughtfully refrained from mentioning the bed again, as if he hadn't realized or remembered it at all, and continued to sleep in his bedroom with Qin Cheng every noon and every night.
After a few more days of classes, the final exams were approaching.
All the teachers helped highlight the key points, and Ye Qingxi used her powerful memory to memorize everything, both what she should and shouldn't have memorized.
Therefore, when he saw the exam paper, he answered it very quickly.
After he finished his last exam, Qin Cheng came to pick him up.
Ye Qingxi happily went back to their house with him, packed her luggage, and then took a car home.
After returning home, he happily announced to Mu Shaowu, "I'm on summer vacation."
Mu Shaowu laughed and clapped for him in a very cooperative manner, "It's not easy, you can finally play."
Ye Qingxi nodded, "That's right."
University summer vacations are much happier than high school summer vacations.
There was practically no summer homework—just those two reading notes, which Ye Qingxi didn't even bother with.
He excitedly announced to his childhood friends that he was on vacation.
Kang Cong excitedly said that their school would be on holiday soon too.
Zhong Yan had already been released for two days, and seeing that he had finally been released, she came to find him the next afternoon and went to the movie theater with him.
As an actress, Ye Qingxi never just watches movies for the plot; she focuses more on the actors' performances and the director's filming techniques.
The actors in this movie performed well, and the director's approach was quite innovative, so he enjoyed watching it.
After watching the movie, they went to the horse farm for a while.
Zhong Yan asked him, "Where are you having your 18th birthday celebration? It must be a big one, right? It can't be the same as before, just at your house again, can it?"
"Hmm." Ye Qingxi stroked her little white horse and said to him, "It should be held at the group's hotel."
Was that your birthday?
"No," Ye Qingxi said. "I'll still have dinner at home on my birthday. My grandfather wants to set it for August 16th, saying that he'll mainly introduce me to people then."
Zhong Yan nodded, "Okay, then I'll clear out the sky later."
"Mm," Ye Qingxi replied.
After they finished speaking, they mounted their horses and began to ride.
After riding horses and returning home, the next morning, Ye Qingxi had just woken up and turned on her phone when she received a bombshell message—Pei Liang was back!
Pei Liang: [Someone come and prepare a welcome feast for me.]
Zhong Yan: [What?! You're so arrogant!]
However, despite saying that, Zhong Yan still privately messaged Ye Qingxi, asking him: "[Should we go pick up Pei Liang?]"
The fact that he asked that question must mean he was thinking about it, especially since Ye Qingxi had missed her childhood friend after so long.
"That works too," Ye Qingxi replied. "Anyway, I'm free."
The two of them went to the airport together to pick up Pei Liang.
Pei Liang went abroad for a while and came back with longer hair and a more British style of dress, looking more pretentious.
Zhong Yan: ...
Zhong Yan, unable to bear it any longer, turned around and left.
Ye Qingxi followed Zhong Yan outside.
Pei Liang: ? ? ?
Pei Liang quickly chased after him, "What's wrong with you two? Seeing your good brother's impressive aura now, are you feeling ashamed of yourselves?"
Zhong Yan glanced at him and said, "You really are pushing people, you push people."
Pei Liang: ...
Ye Qingxi chuckled, "Your year of Chinese Language and Literature studies wasn't wasted."
“That’s right,” Zhong Yan said proudly.
Pei Liang: ...
Pei Liang felt that the sunshine of his hometown could not warm his sorrowful heart. After so long, why did his friend not give him a loving hug, but instead deliver a blow to his soul?!
Pei Liang raised his hand and hugged the two of them, forcing them to demonstrate their friendship of more than ten years. "I don't care. It's rare for me to come back, so you two should treat me to dinner."
"Are you going to pay for it?" Zhong Yan asked him.
Pei Liang: ? ? ?
Pei Liang leaned closer to his face, "You pay for it, tonight."
Zhong Yan: ? ? ?
Zhong Yan looked disgusted.
Despite his initial disdain, Young Master Zhong still generously treated his good friend to a meal.
Pei Liang felt the brotherhood, and after eating and drinking his fill, he went home to adjust to the time difference.
A few days later, Kang Cong also returned.
Kang Cong brought some big news upon his return: he has a girlfriend!
Everyone: !!!
Ye Qingxi asked in surprise, "When did you start talking about this?"
"Just this semester." Kang Cong was still a little embarrassed.
"Then why didn't you say so before?" Zhong Yan asked.
"That wasn't officially decided before the final exams, so I didn't tell you as soon as I got back."
"What's it like?" Pei Liang asked curiously.
Ye Qingxi asked curiously, "Yes, are there any photos?"
That must exist.
Kang Cong took out his phone and showed them photos of his girlfriend.
The girl was very sweet and cute, with round eyes, and looked very well-behaved.
“Sure,” Pei Liang said. “She’s a sweet girl.”
Kang Cong naturally thought his girlfriend was perfect in every way, "She has a really good personality, she's very gentle."
“That suits you quite well,” Ye Qingxi said.
A combination of a passionate, athletic type and a gentle, sweet type is a classic pairing.
"Didn't you invite your girlfriend to come over?" Ye Qingxi asked him.
“I invited her, but she declined,” Kang Cong said. “Let’s wait until next semester.”
Ye Qingxi nodded.
"What about you guys? Is there anything going on here?" After reporting on his relationship, Kang Cong then turned his attention to his brothers.
Ye Qingxi shook her head.
Zhong Yan also shook her head.
Pei Liang shook his head as well.
Kang Cong: ? ? ?
Kang Cong found it hard to believe.
"No way?! Am I the only one standing out?!"
He looked at his best friend and said, "You, a big star, have been shining since you were a kid. Don't you have something going on?"
Ye Qingxi: "Every day I'm either in class or going back to the apartment my brother and I rent. I'm surrounded by my roommates, my brother, and Zhong Yan. Who am I supposed to talk to?"
Kang Cong: ...
Zhong Yan nodded, "Me too, roommate, Xiao Xi, Xiao Xi, roommate, I'm still missing a brother."
Kang Cong: ...
Kang Cong looked at his arrogant childhood friend, "You don't have any either?"
Pei Liang smiled calmly, "Of course, I have quite a few suitors."
"But you, Young Master Pei, didn't fancy any of them?"
Pei Liang nodded.
"After all, I'm handsome, rich, and a top student. There are very few people who are good enough for me."
Zhong Yan: ...
Zhong Yan nodded, "That's right, there are very few people who can act like you."
"So now, I'm the only one among us who's found a partner?" Kang Cong chuckled, patting his brother on the shoulder. "Keep it up, buddy."
My buddies: ...
After returning home, Ye Qingxi told Mu Shaowu about Kang Cong's relationship.
Of course, this was done with Kang Cong's consent.
"Dad, you just need to know, don't tell anyone else," Ye Qingxi said. "Kang Cong doesn't want his family to know yet."
Mu Shaowu exclaimed in surprise, "Kang Cong already has a girlfriend?!"
"Um."
"Is she good-looking?"
"She's pretty, a sweet girl."
Mu Shaowu nodded, "Then they are quite a good match."
After he finished speaking, he looked at his son and said, "Kang Cong already has a girlfriend, don't you have one you like?"
Ye Qingxi: ? ? ?
How did things suddenly turn to him?
Ye Qingxi shook her head, "Of course I don't have any. If I did, I would have told you long ago."
Mu Shaowu cupped his son's pretty little face in his hands and said, "That's true, you're so good-looking, there's really no rush."
Ye Qingxi chuckled, "Kang Cong is also very handsome."
"Then tell me why you didn't have it?"
“Of course, it’s because I haven’t met the right person,” Ye Qingxi said. “And neither have Zhong Yan nor Pei Liang.”
“My brother doesn’t have any either,” Ye Qingxi added.
Mu Shaowu nodded, "That's true, your brother isn't here yet, so you're not in a hurry."
"Sigh, I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye you'd already reached the age where you could have a girlfriend," Mu Shaowu said with a sigh.
"So what kind of girl do you like?" he asked.
Ye Qingxi: ...
Ye Qingxi hadn't really thought about it; "As long as there's a feeling, that's enough."
"This is too far-fetched."
"Dating is inherently a very mysterious thing," Ye Qingxi said.
Mu Shaowu thought about it and realized that it seemed to be true.
He stood up, went into the dressing room, and took out a suit.
"Come on, try it out. This is what your grandfather decided for you. See if it suits you. If it doesn't, we'll revise it for you."
Ye Qingxi said "Oh" and changed her clothes.
The sharp suit looked perfect on him.
The designs Mu Feng made for him were all fashionable and glamorous, which suited his age and personality better.
He was never a mature, steady, or rigid person, so Mu Feng never restricted him in terms of clothing.
"Not bad." Mu Shaowu looked you over. "It suits you well."
Ye Qingxi thought so too.
Mu Shaowu walked to his jewelry cabinet, took out an emerald brooch, and pinned it on Ye Qingxi.
This makes it even more luxurious.
"Then I'll wear this outfit then."
"Mm." Ye Qingxi nodded.
Mu Shaowu looked at him, his heart filled with relief.
He met Ye Qingxi when she was five years old and took care of her. Now, Ye Qingxi is finally about to come of age.
He's growing up.
He raised him very well.
Mu Shaowu couldn't express the satisfaction and pride he felt.
He's filmed so many movies, negotiated so many projects, and accomplished so much.
But there is nothing that can be compared to it.
He patted Ye Qingxi on the shoulder, looked at the child who was already as tall as him, and gently hugged him.
Ye Qingxi tightened her arms and hugged him tightly.
Mu Shaowu chuckled and released his grip.
"Alright, go have fun, I still have things to do here."
"It's alright," Ye Qingxi said. "I'll keep you company. It's perfect timing; I haven't finished writing my reading notes yet."
"Alright," Mu Shaowu agreed.
They went into Mu Shaowu's study together.
Mu Shaowu turned on his computer and started working, while Ye Qingxi began to conceive her reading notes.
As he wrote, he flipped through the book, occasionally making the sound of typing on the keyboard. The sound, falling into Mu Shaowu's ears, was like the sound of time passing, or like the clattering footsteps of a child.
Mu Shaowu turned around and saw Ye Qingxi's head hanging down.
Jet-black hair, fair and delicate cheeks.
He suddenly remembered that when Ye Qingxi was very young, he had also been in his study, doing his homework and keeping him company, just like now.
Time overlaps and separates at this moment.
His child seems to have grown up, yet also seems to be the same as before.
It always warmed his heart.
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