There is an old saying, which goes: All parents are made old by their children.
Everyone knows this truth. Every year you grow older, your parents get one year older. As time goes by, when you reach the age of your parents in your memory, they may have already passed away for various reasons.
Some people say that dying of old age is the real happiness, without being tortured by illness, just like leaving quietly in sleep.
Not to mention Old Qi, even Qi Yan now is still far from old age, and everyone hopes that one day in the future, he can die quietly in his own bed.
Jing Ranxiu's words have a special meaning, and it is not known whether Qi Yan heard it or not. In short, he was silent.
"Go back if you have nothing to do." Jing Ranxiu said calmly, "I can't go back tonight, I have work to do."
"Oh." Qi Yan responded, stood up, and prepared to go out.
"Don't you want to wash your face?" Jing Ranxiu frowned slightly: "It's so dirty."
Qi Yan pursed his lips, turned around and glared at him, then rushed into the bathroom.
[The male protagonist's favorability towards Qi Yan +5, current favorability: 60]
If that's all, then having a younger brother is not bad, at least it won't be so boring.
Five minutes later, Qi Yan walked out, tidied himself up, and met Jing Ranxiu who was looking for information in front of the bookshelf, and coughed as if to attract his attention.
Jing Ranxiu looked in the direction of the voice and nodded with satisfaction: "Let's go."
Qi Yan, who walked out of the door of the clinic, realized that he was called here like a puppy, which was really shameful!
Turning his head angrily and spitting at the sign of the clinic, Qi Yan took a taxi and went home with satisfaction!
After returning home, Comrade Lao Qi didn't seem to be dissatisfied with his sudden departure, and didn't even scold him.
Qi Yan was unsure, but he was the first to feel awkward. After dinner, he didn't rush into the room as usual, but sat in the living room shyly and watched TV with Lao Qi.
Lao Qi was watching a collection of reruns of skits. In Qi Yan's words, the jokes were too old-fashioned, but Lao Qi still enjoyed watching it. The way he laughed out loud, he really didn't look like a wealthy businessman.
He looked at Lao Qi and hesitated to speak many times. Finally, Lao Qi got impatient with his stare and threw the remote control to him.
"Change the channel and watch your cats and mice."
Qi Yan's mouth twitched and he threw the remote control back: "I won't watch it today."
"Then why do you always look at me?" Lao Qi glared: "What do
you want to buy again?" "Why do you always think about me so much!" Qi Yan was unwilling: "Can't I just want to watch a skit for a while?"
"Forget it, you don't even laugh."
Qi Yan: "..." It's not funny, why should I laugh!
"I'm not saying, why are you running today?" Old Qi asked, but his tone was flat, and he didn't want to get angry: "You scared me when you ran, and you're not afraid of being hit by a car."
Qi Yan lowered his head and fiddled with one hand with the other: "I'm just angry, so I ran to vent."
Old Qi was speechless. What kind of bullshit is this?
"Well, I'm not particularly angry, I just got hot-headed..." Qi Yan explained awkwardly: "I didn't say I was angry about what happened today."
"I was wrong today too, I guessed it was a blind date, but I didn't expect Zeng Yang to rush it... How can I remember what happened when you two were born? If your mother was here, she would still remember something..."
"Then do you know why he insisted on marrying his daughter to me?" Qi Yan straightened his body and asked as if testing.
Old Qi touched his chin and guessed: "Is it because he is afraid that his daughter will get a loss if she marries someone else, so he finds a relative he knows?"
Qi Yan: "..." Your idea is too simple. How did you get along so smoothly in the business world for so many years? !
"I don't want to know what your purpose is." Old Qi suddenly sighed: "I started from scratch, and I don't feel that I am too extravagant. I still do what I should do and eat what I should eat... So, we are not destined to be rich."
The fate of the poor will not live no matter how rich they are.
"I have worked so hard to get this, I will not squander it nor let others get away with it." Qi Yan snorted, "When are you going back to the United States?"
"Ah, wait a few days." Old Qi sighed, "If you don't come back often in the future, you have to listen to your Aunt Jing."
"Why don't you come back often again?" Qi Yan frowned, "You--" If you are sick, you should take good care of yourself. Qi
Yan did not say the rest of the words, because he felt that since Old Qi had kept it a secret from him, he was afraid that he would worry. Qi Yan
knew that this was just an accident, so he simply did not say anything, so that both of them could feel more at ease.
"Don't work all the time, isn't it nice to stay at home for a few more days?" Qi Yan turned his head and said nonchalantly.
Old Qi looked at Qi Yan's awkward look, and a smile flashed across his wrinkled eyebrows.
"What's wrong with you, little brat? The sun is rising from the west today?"
"Oh, I'm going upstairs to study, don't bother me, Lao Qi!" After saying that, Qi Yan rushed upstairs with a slightly red face.
Lao Qi's laughter reached Qi Yan's ears, and although his face was shy, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curved up.
Maybe it's really good to talk calmly.
Mother Jing came out of the kitchen and saw Lao Qi smiling so happily. She put the fruit in front of him and said, "Have some. It's been out of the refrigerator for a while. It's not cold."
Lao Qi took it and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
"Don't say that." Mother Jing sighed, "If it weren't for Lao Jing, maybe we would have been together. What a pity. With Lao Jing, we would have been childhood sweethearts."
Jing Tingting's surname is Jing. Coincidentally, Jing Ranxiu's father's surname is also Jing. The combination of two uncommon surnames was also a good story back then.
Old Qi sighed: "I owe Xiaoyan's mother too much."
Mother Jing comforted him: "Just take good care of your health, that's better than anything else." As she said that, she stood up and brought out another plate of fruit from the kitchen: "I'll take it to Xiaoyan."
"Well, go ahead, this brat is actually learning." Although he said that, there was beauty in Old Qi's eyes.
When Jing's mother knocked on Qi Yan's door, Qi Yan was checking the latest reports about paparazzi following wealthy businessmen on the Internet. Seeing Jing's mother coming in, Qi Yan shuddered and quickly turned off the computer.
"Xiao Yan, have some fruit." Jing's mother smiled and said, "Are you tired of studying?"
"No..." Qi Yan looked at the neatly cut fruit platter and thought that it was really good to have a housekeeper mother...
Suddenly remembering what Jing Ranxiu had told him, Qi Yan took the plate and said to Jing's mother, "By the way, Jing Ranxiu will not be back today. He said he has work to do."
"Ah?" Jing's mother was stunned: "...Did he tell you?"
"Well...I went to find him and he asked me to tell him something."
Suddenly, it felt that the relationship between the two people was inexplicably harmonious!
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