Chapter 392 Three Nine Two Two Combined
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When Ye Qingxi woke up the next morning, she felt that she had slept exceptionally soundly.
Zhong Yan's wine is indeed excellent; even if you get drunk, you won't feel unwell, and you'll actually sleep soundly.
but……
Ye Qingxi frowned. He didn't remember drinking that much.
Just half a bottle of fruit wine, and it knocked him out?!
His drinking capacity is truly heartbreaking to hear about and bring tears to the eyes of anyone who sees it.
Ye Qingxi recalled her drinking last night, and naturally thought of Qin Cheng coming to pick her up, taking her home, and putting her on the bed.
Ye Qingxi: ...
Ye Qingxi rubbed her forehead.
Why did he just make his point so bluntly?
Tell his brother he knows he didn't actually buy a bed?
Doesn't his brother have any pride?
As for liking to sleep with him, he knows that, so why do you have to say it out loud?
That's so embarrassing!
However, there was still hope. Ye Qingxi's brain was working at lightning speed. Anyway, he said those things while drunk yesterday, so he just had to pretend he didn't remember.
At that time, Qin Cheng will not say anything, and neither will he.
Qin Chengyi said he was surprised.
It should be possible to get away with it.
Thinking of this, Ye Qingxi felt a little more at ease, and then lifted the covers and got out of bed.
After he finished washing up, he went downstairs to eat and saw that almost everyone else had already arrived.
When they saw him arrive, everyone stood up and walked towards the dining room, and Aunt Zhang brought out the dishes.
Even though his birthday had passed two days ago, Mu Shaowu still thoughtfully bought him a small cake as dessert.
Looking at the leaf-shaped matcha mousse, Ye Qingxi couldn't help but feel a surge of tenderness in her heart.
In his past life, he was all alone on his eighteenth birthday.
His parents forgot that he bought a small cake, but before he could eat it, he had already ended his short life in a hurry.
His eighteenth birthday was warm, happy, grand, and lively.
He ate cake for several days; many people gave him cakes and other gifts.
His parents, grandfather, uncles, aunts, and other relatives were all by his side.
Even my elderly great-grandfather made a special trip over.
They celebrated his birthday with great fanfare, as if it were the most important thing in the world, bar none.
Ye Qingxi felt only warmth and happiness.
He carefully finished the cake that Mu Shaowu had specially bought for him before asking, "Where's my brother?"
Why didn't he see his brother when he woke up and went downstairs to eat?
Didn't he sleep at home last night?
"I'm asleep," Mu Shaowu replied.
After Qin Cheng escorted Ye Qingxi back, he happened to hear the commotion and went outside. The two even bumped into each other. At that time, he said that it was getting late and she shouldn't go back.
Qin Cheng agreed and went to his bedroom.
He left early this morning.
"Do you think he's enjoying his summer vacation like you?" Mu Shaowu said. "He's still interning at the group right now. He's been working all morning at this hour."
Ye Qingxi: ? ? ?
Ye Qingxi: ...
That's really true!
Ye Qingxi remarked with emotion, "With his hard work, he'll succeed at anything."
"That's right. I think he looks a lot like your uncle back then."
“That’s great,” Ye Qingxi said. “Talented people emerge in every generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years. Our generation is now in his hands.”
Mu Shaowu chuckled, "Why don't you want to see me?"
Ye Qingxi: ? ? ?
Ye Qingxi: ...
Ye Qingxi frankly said, "Dad, after I graduate, I might want to try making movies first."
Mu Shaowu: !!!
Mu Shaowu quickly covered his son's mouth, "You absolutely mustn't let your grandfather hear these words."
Ye Qingxi certainly thought so too.
So he signaled to his dad with his eyes: I understand.
Mu Shaowu: ...
Looking at his adorable appearance and recalling his earlier remarks, Mu Shaowu felt that he was indeed his own son, just like him.
He whispered, "Don't worry, Dad supports you."
Ye Qingxi pointed to him covering his mouth.
Mu Shaowu then let go of her hand. "When do you want to film it? Dad will pick out a script for you then."
Although he has now returned to the group headquarters, he has continued to be in charge of Wutong Entertainment. This is because he has considered that his son has had a talent for singing and acting since he was a child, and he was afraid that he would also follow this path in the future. That's why he kept this entertainment company to pave the way for Ye Qingxi.
Wutong Entertainment is now quite large and influential, so Ye Qingxi can film whenever he wants, and he can help her organize whatever type of production she wants.
Ye Qingxi shook her head.
He said, "Dad, I don't need you to pick the scripts. I want to be a director and write my own scripts."
Mu Shaowu: !!!
Mu Shaowu had a vague feeling that Ye Qingxi seemed to have this idea before, otherwise why would he have been carrying a camera around every day, exchanging this and that with Feng Que?
But now, hearing him say it for sure, Mu Shaowu was still somewhat surprised.
But being a director is great!
Directors can choose their actors, unlike actors who can only passively accept others' choices.
Moreover, his son is such a good actor that he could easily write, direct, and act in his own films and TV series. That way, he could create whatever he wanted to act in and be completely independent of others.
Mu Shaowu agreed, saying softly, "Alright, then Dad will invest money in you, so feel free to film with confidence and do your best."
Ye Qingxi hadn't yet figured out what she would be filming, how she would be filming it, or when she would be filming it.
So he wasn't in a hurry and didn't refuse Mu Shaowu.
However, Ye Qingxi thought that he could actually invest money in himself, after all, he was really rich!
Qin Cheng looked at the document in his hand and vaguely felt that something was wrong.
Just as he was about to investigate further, he heard footsteps. He looked up and realized that his father had returned.
"Have you eaten?" Mu Zheng asked with concern. "Why are you back so early today?"
Yesterday, Ye Qingxi went to visit Pei Liang and the others, drank some alcohol, and got drunk. Qin Cheng then picked him up and took him home.
Mu Zheng thought he would be at least half a day at the old house today, but he didn't expect to hear from his secretary that he arrived at the company before nine o'clock.
Qin Cheng: ...
Qin Cheng hadn't eaten yet, but not wanting Mu Zheng to worry, he said, "I've already eaten."
What did you eat?
"Hamburger," Qin Cheng said.
Upon hearing this, Mu Zheng didn't ask any further questions, only saying, "There's no rush to get back to work. You're still a student and it's summer vacation. Xiao Xi is also on vacation, so you can have some more time to relax and don't need to rush back to work."
"Hmm," Qin Cheng replied.
But only he knew that the reason he rushed back was not because he wanted to work.
Rather, he felt he had no choice, and even a little guilty, in seeing Ye Qingxi this morning.
Before this morning, Qin Cheng always felt that he wanted to be a good older brother.
He cares about Ye Qingxi and cherishes her. Although sometimes he wishes that Ye Qingxi would only be with him, only think about him, and only look at him, he doesn't think there's anything wrong with that.
He simply loved his younger brother more than most older brothers.
But this is not my problem.
Brothers should love each other. If others don't love each other, it's because they, as older brothers, haven't done a good enough job. It's because their younger brothers aren't Ye Qingxi, and aren't as cute and lovable as their little Xi.
Qin Cheng has a clear conscience.
But after this morning, he suddenly didn't know whether what he wanted to be was just a good older brother, or...
Or something else.
He could no longer have a clear conscience.
He developed inappropriate feelings for his younger brother.
Therefore, he dared not face Ye Qingxi.
His younger brother was so pure and innocent, like an angel. Even though he knew he hadn't bought a bed, he never confronted him about it and would tell him that he liked his clingy older brother too. Little did he know that his brother would dream of him and kiss him in his dreams.
Whenever Qin Cheng thought of that dream, he felt flustered, guilty, and that he shouldn't have done it.
However, despite having so many feelings, he didn't feel speechless or disgusted.
That's the scariest part.
What's truly frightening is never the dream.
It is the state of mind of the person dreaming.
Qin Cheng realized this morning that he neither disliked nor rejected such dreams.
Even some...
Qin Cheng could hardly bear to think about it.
He shook his head, trying to stop himself from thinking about that dream.
Seeing him shake his head, Mu Zheng asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing," Qin Cheng said calmly. "I suddenly realized there seem to be a few problems with this document."
"Then tell me after you've sorted it out," Mu Zheng said.
Qin Cheng nodded.
He was always expressionless and rarely showed his emotions. Even a talented actress like Ye Qingxi sometimes struggled to discern anything from his face, let alone Mu Zheng, who had no expertise in human expressions.
He assumed his son was thinking about work-related matters, after all, Qin Cheng was indeed very serious about his work, even too serious.
"Are you still planning to go abroad for graduate school after graduating from your senior year, and then come back to work for the group?" Mu Zheng asked him.
Qin Cheng: ...
Qin Cheng inappropriately thought of Ye Qingxi.
Qin Cheng decided to pursue graduate studies during the first semester of his junior year.
He has always been a person with many ideas and is willing to fight for them.
He had already visited the country's top universities and received his education there, so he wanted to visit the top universities abroad to see if the education there was truly superior to that here.
Mu Zheng naturally had no objections.
It's always a good thing for a child to be ambitious, especially since Qin Cheng is still young. He started school earlier than most children, so he's naturally qualified to learn more at a similar age.
"Hmm," Qin Cheng replied.
Despite what happened last night and this morning, Qin Cheng still intends to follow his previous plan and pursue a three-year master's degree abroad after graduation.
He always remembered what Mu Zheng had told him when he was young, when he was choosing a junior high school.
He said, "You all have your own lives, so you should live your own life well first, and make the choices that are most beneficial to yourself when you have the choice. Only in this way can you better accommodate and take care of him after you become strong."
Whether he treats Ye Qingxi as a younger brother or has other intentions towards him.
Regardless of whether he actually wanted to be just a simple older brother.
None of this prevents him from wanting to protect Ye Qingxi, take care of him, and love him forever.
But the love of the weak is meaningless. Qin Cheng knew this from a very young age. Just like when he was a child, he loved his mother, but he couldn't make others love his mother in the same way.
Because he lacks the ability.
But his father has it.
So, after his mother and father got married, more people started to love his mother.
Therefore, he must be strong.
He must be the strongest person of their generation.
In this way, he can always guarantee that Ye Qingxi can do whatever she wants and get whatever she desires.
"Then remember to prepare the necessary materials after the start of this semester."
"Hmm," Qin Cheng replied.
He had barely finished speaking when his phone rang.
Qin Cheng looked down and saw that it was Ye Qingxi, and immediately felt guilty.
Mu Zheng glanced at it and smiled, "Xiao Xi is looking for you, so you two chat. I'm going back."
He left Qin Cheng's office, and thoughtfully closed the door for him.
Qin Cheng: ...
Qin Cheng hesitated for a long time before finally answering the call.
Ye Qingxi's cheerful voice suddenly rang in his ears, "Brother, why are you leaving?"
This is obviously a rhetorical question.
Ye Qingxi couldn't think of any other opening phrases, so she had to start with this.
After talking with Mu Shaowu, he wanted to go find Grandpa Feng and spend some time with him, but then he remembered what he had said to Qin Cheng when he was drunk last night. If he didn't contact Qin Cheng after sobering up, would Qin Cheng overthink it and think that he remembered it, which was why he felt embarrassed?
That won't do.
Wouldn't that make things awkward for both of them?
So Ye Qingxi made a special phone call to Qin Cheng, knowing full well what he was asking.
"I still have things to do at the company today," Qin Cheng said.
“You can’t leave so soon,” Ye Qingxi said. “At least wait until I wake up so we can have a meal together, and then you can go to the company.”
"Okay," Qin Cheng said good-naturedly. "Next time I'll definitely wait for you to wake up, have dinner with you, and then come to the company."
Ye Qingxi nodded, then asked, "I...didn't do anything particularly scary last night?"
Qin Cheng: ?
"do not you remember?"
Ye Qingxi displayed her superb acting skills, asking, "Should I remember?"
He looked incredulous. "Could I have really done something terrible?!"
Qin Cheng inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief.
“No,” he said. “You’re very well-behaved even when you’re drunk, you just tend to say tongue twisters.”
Ye Qingxi: ...
Indeed, he still doesn't understand why he insisted on performing "Eight Hundred Soldiers Running North Slope" for Pei Liang and the others last night, and why he had to tell his brother about the red phoenix, the yellow phoenix, and the pink phoenix.
"I don't remember drinking that much," Ye Qingxi muttered. "And it was fruit wine, too."
"Maybe you have a low alcohol tolerance," Qin Cheng said, then added, "So remember, from now on, when you go out, you absolutely cannot drink alcohol. One glass at most, and definitely no more than one glass, understand?"
"I understand," Ye Qingxi said.
He sighed, "Luckily, this time it was at Zhong Yan's house, and I tested my alcohol tolerance early on. Otherwise, it would be embarrassing if I got drunk in front of others in the future."
Qin Cheng: ...
Qin Cheng recalled Ye Qingxi's obedient and innocent demeanor when she was drunk, and how her voice became soft and gentle, almost like she was being coquettish. The thought of this happening in front of others made him feel uncomfortable.
It's like someone else seeing the beauty of your own flower petals while you've been carefully tending to it.
“Then you really should avoid drinking in front of others,” he said.
Ye Qingxi hummed in agreement and assured him, "Don't worry, I won't drink with anyone except Zhong Yan, my roommates, and you."
"Of course, if it's a family gathering and everyone wants to have a drink, then I'll have one too."
Qin Cheng smiled, not worried about it at all.
At the family gathering, with so many elders, Ye Qingxi is treated like a child. They'll only let him have one or two drinks at most, and then he'll have to continue drinking juice.
"When will you be done with your work, brother? I'll come visit you," Ye Qingxi said.
Qin Cheng: ...
Qin Cheng wanted to see him, but at the same time, he was afraid to see him.
He said, "Let's wait until the weekend. I'll come to see you then, since it's the weekend."
"good."
Seeing that she had almost convinced Qin Cheng that he had no memory of what happened after he got drunk last night, Ye Qingxi stopped bothering him.
He hung up the phone and casually picked up the cotton candy that had been by his side the whole time.
Marshmallow is a big cat now, strictly speaking, an old cat.
Fortunately, Ye Qingxi took good care of it, and Cotton Candy lived up to its own expectations. It is still healthy and innocent, and you can't even tell from its face that it is already thirteen years old.
"My lovely baby." Ye Qingxi scratched its ear and then its chin, then played with it for a while before going to find Grandpa Feng.
He was unaware of what had happened to Qin Cheng this morning, and Qin Cheng had kept it well hidden.
So, with the company of her family, friends, and Qin Cheng, Ye Qingxi spent her summer vacation during her freshman year of college in a relaxed and happy manner.
As September approached, Ye Qingxi's vacation was coming to an end, and Pei Liang and Kang Cong prepared to leave.
Pei Liang was the first to leave.
Pei Liang looked at his childhood friend with a hint of reluctance, "If I had known, I wouldn't have applied to study abroad."
Zhong Yan: "Heh."
Pei Liang: ...
"I've already left, why are you still here?"
Zhong Yan: "Hehe."
Pei Liang: ...
Ye Qingxi chuckled and quickly hugged her best friend. "Alright, hurry up and go through security. We'll be waiting for you to come back."
"As expected, Xiao Xi, you're the cutest." Pei Liang exclaimed.
Zhong Yan: "Such a cute little Xi, but we couldn't keep you back then."
Pei Liang: ...
Pei Liang felt that his childhood friend's studies this year didn't seem like Chinese language and literature, but rather like satirical literature.
He hugged each of his childhood friends.
When he hugged Zhong Yan, although she looked unwilling, she didn't push him away. She just proudly put her hands in her pockets and refused to hug him back.
Pei Liang didn't insist. He patted him on the shoulder before picking up his own luggage.
"Then I'm leaving."
Upon hearing this, Zhong Yan suddenly felt a pang of sadness.
However, he didn't show it, only saying, "Go on, go back and eat your fish and chips."
Pei Liang: ...
If he could do it all over again, he would definitely apply to a different university. There are so many prestigious universities, why did he choose a university that is a culinary wasteland?
It's too late for regrets!
After seeing Pei Liang off, Kang Cong prepared to leave.
"Don't you still have a week before school starts?" Ye Qingxi asked.
"I just wanted to go back early and see my girlfriend," Kang Cong said.
Ye Qingxi: ...I forgot, this guy is no longer single.
"Haven't you told your dad and the others yet?" he asked.
Kang Cong shook his head, "They've only just started dating, it's not even close to happening yet, what are you talking about?"
"And what about you after that?" Zhong Yan asked him. "What will you do after you graduate from your senior year?"
“Of course she has to come,” Kang Cong said.
He's not some detached, otherworldly person. In fact, he's managed to get into a top-tier university. Kang Cong may be playful and sometimes a bit of a straight man, but he's also quite insightful on certain issues.
The Kang family's foundation is here, his parents' and grandfather's connections are here, and his childhood friends are here too.
So he will definitely come back here.
He went to university in the south, which, in essence, is what he and Ye Qingxi said: he had been there and seen it, but he had never lived there or experienced it. So he wanted to take advantage of the time when he could still live his life freely and independently to experience it.
But once he's graduated and has experienced it all, it's time for him to come back and take on his responsibilities.
So back then, if his girlfriend wanted to be with him, she had no choice but to come here.
He definitely won't stay in the South. Even if he were to fall head over heels in love and want to stay, his parents and grandfather would never allow it.
“What if she doesn’t want to come?” Zhong Yan asked him.
"Then I can only draw a less-than-perfect ending to my first love," Kang Cong said.
Upon hearing this, Zhong Yan scoffed, "Then you don't have much true love either."
Kang Cong looked at him. "What? If it were you, would you stay in the South for her?"
“I’m not leaving here at all.” He glanced at his childhood friend. “You’re just making trouble for yourself. If you didn’t want to go south, you wouldn’t be facing this problem at all.”
Kang Cong felt that what he said was wrong. "That's definitely not the case, because I would never meet her, and I'm not in a relationship now."
"That's not necessarily true. Maybe you're talking about it right now, but with someone else."
Kang Cong: ? ? ?
"I'm not some Casanova who can date anyone."
He turned to look at Ye Qingxi, "What do you think?"
Ye Qingxi was a little confused. "What did you say?"
"Is meeting someone more important, or being together more important?" Kang Cong asked.
Ye Qingxi: ...
Ye Qingxi thought about it seriously for a few seconds and replied, "Then meeting someone is more important."
There's no chance of them being together unless they meet.
Even if you don't end up together after meeting, you'll still have precious and beautiful memories.
"Right?" Kang Cong said proudly, "I think so too."
He said, "Love is never perfect. Meeting someone is the best thing, and the rest depends on fate. If it has a good outcome, that's naturally the best, but if not..."
Kang Cong thought, "At least I was happy back then."
Ye Qingxi listened and found it quite philosophical.
He looked at his childhood friend and wondered if he would ever meet someone like him, and if he did, what would the outcome be?
Will they be together?
Or will it just leave behind a precious and beautiful memory?
Ye Qingxi didn't know, but perhaps it was because she was getting older.
Now that he's eighteen, he's starting to want to be in a relationship.
A few days after saying goodbye to Kang Cong, Ye Qingxi started school.
Qin Cheng had the housekeeper clean the house in advance, and Ye Qingxi returned to their little house after registering.
After not staying there for two months, I actually missed it quite a bit when I came back.
Ye Qingxi looked at her personal belongings, her room, and finally her bed.
Barring any unforeseen circumstances, his brother probably won't be buying a bed this semester.
Fortunately, the bed is big enough that it's not too crowded for the two of them.
He was about to collapse onto the bed when he heard the door open.
Ye Qingxi sat up instantly and went outside.
Sure enough, it was Qin Cheng.
"Brother," Ye Qingxi called out to him with a smile.
He rushed over and hugged Qin Cheng warmly.
Qin Cheng: !!!
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