give you a soft spot

When I was doing a project in my sophomore year, Qi Yi and I were grouped into a group. Many students protested against the unfairness, thinking that our joint efforts would definitely come out on top, leaving no room for others.

However, the rules of random grouping by lottery have already been established, and the tutor in charge can't just intervene.

It's a bit of a nature that one mountain can't accommodate two tigers. The two recognized top students will always cheer invisibly, so this is the first cooperation between Qi Yi and me.

The design content was smooth sailing, the design concept hit it off right away, and we completed all the designs in half the stipulated time, except when we had to write down the name of the virtual brand at the end, which made it difficult.

For the first time in my life, I found it so difficult to name a clothing brand. It was so difficult that we, who were striving for perfection, used up the rest of the time and didn't know what to call it.

Sitting in the library before handing in on the last day, Qi Yi reluctantly grabbed the Chinese dictionary at hand: "Turn over a page at random, choose the first word on it, connect them together, and it will be the name."

I don't know if it's because of the playfulness or the lack of skills, but we really did that.

The first word I found was: card.

The second word I found was: Kang.

I'm in a hurry, I said you turn it back a little, don't always have an initial.

He flipped back like a great leap forward, and the third word was: Secretary.

After discussion, he decided to add another word. The four words read more powerfully, so he gave me the last chance.

I flipped back according to the number of pages he turned to, and the fourth word was: Yao.

Ka Kang Si Yao.

In the quiet afternoon, we laughed out loud regardless of the gazes around us. The name was too irresponsible, but looking at the four words connected on the paper, we nodded at the same time after reading it twice, and that was it.

As expected, it got the highest score.A lot of people ignore our work and think the name is cooler.Qi Yi and I kept our mouths shut, enjoying the compliment tacitly, and laughing secretly.

I remember at that time we still vowed that if we had the opportunity to create our own brand, we would definitely use this name.

That is our dream.

Later, due to limited financial resources, indulging in squandering youth and busy with schoolwork, I ran aground.

Later, when he left the country, I got a job, and I was ruined.

Although I don't want to admit it, Qi Yi is indeed a rare genius in costume design.

Leaving aside the innumerable awards he won at a young age, any proposition related to clothing will be handled beautifully in his hands.

In the second professional class at the university, our female professor with a very loud voice gave a compliment, saying that she had nothing to teach Qi Yi.

For many years, I have been admiring Qi Yi without being convinced. This time I started a business, I want to recruit him into the team.

That's why I came to speak to him in person, and I had to be sincere.

We ate unauthentic Chinese food at his residence that night, and we even paired it with a bottle of red wine that didn't taste right.

He was silent for a long time after listening, and asked a question.

"Cheng Ming, with your ability, you can do well in any brand. Why do you insist on starting from scratch?"

I was a little disappointed, afraid that he had worn too many edges and corners in a foreign country, I shook the glass in my hand, and leaned forward to touch him: "Because I don't want us to drink late at night like this again after many years. The sound of broken dreams."

Qi Yi looked at me who was drinking with his head up very seriously, he hesitated to speak.

I put down my glass: "Qi Yi, how many of us are still 24 years old, why don't we fight while we are young, in case our dreams come true."

He said in a low voice: "Then what if it fails."

"At least, I tried it, and I have no regrets."

He took a deep breath, I don't know if he was a little drunk, but there were tears in his eyes.

"Actually, there's something I should tell you."

"Remember the teacher Liang who was in charge of the study abroad program in college?"

Qi Yi smiled bitterly: "I...I'm with her..."

"Stop it," I interrupted, "I know what you're going to say."

"you know?"

I looked down at the tissue in my hand: "Actually, you don't need to do that at all, you can get it with your strength."

Qi Yi rubbed his face with his hands, his voice muffled: "I was too panicked at that time, and I was very afraid that I would lose the election in the end."

I froze, Qi Yi cried, his voice seemed to be submerged in water, it sounded very uncomfortable.

Before graduation, there is a recommendation quota for studying abroad, and only with the recommendation qualification can you take the exam.The candidates were me and Qi Yi. When I didn't know who would win, I was afraid that our relationship would become weak in the discussions of the students around me. When the decision was finally made, I was relieved.

A buddy in the dormitory happened to go out at night the day before, and he saw Qi Yi getting into Teacher Liang’s car, and later told me that I was really great at that time, not only did not expose it, but also helped keep it secret.

I have regretted it, especially when I was exhausted from working, I imagined how good it would be to choose me at that time, and how great it would be to do my favorite thing in the city I like.

My mother was very angry at Qi Yi's tricks and insisted on using her savings to send me to study abroad at my own expense. I didn't agree. In order to make myself happy, I bought tickets to Xi Zhuo's concert at a high price before I graduated and left school.

Thinking about it now, maybe everything is predestined.

"I thought I would feel at ease after the incident, but it's a torment that can't go away." Qi Yi sniffed, "Even so, you plan to pull me into the stock?"

"Well, I still plan to."

"Is it forgiveness?"

I shook my head: "It's not a matter of forgiveness or not. Everyone has their own way of seeking benefits. I can't just resent others and move forward just because I stand still."

Qi was surprised by my answer.

"People who dwell too much on the past are idiots. Life is moving forward and not backward," I continued, looking at him, "but if I really have the qualifications to choose whether to forgive or not, I will not forgive you, nor will I forgive you." Just don't forgive."

He nodded: "Then I know."

We seemed to be back in the upper and lower bunks of the university all night, chatting, and finally got back to the topic. After I briefly explained the plan to Qiyi, he asked me where I got so much start-up capital.

I curled my lips and said, "Do you still remember that you said that sooner or later I would willingly sell my soul? That is the principal I got from selling my soul."

Qi Yi smiled when he heard that: "It's selling well."

To be honest, I didn't have the determination to invite Qiyi this time, but I spared no effort to try and finally got the result I wanted.

Qiyi agreed that he would stand side by side with me to the end.

As if I had won a battle, I returned triumphantly in the evening two days later. I threatened to win a general, and I went one step closer to my dream. I really wanted to tell Xi Zhuo the good news.

But I can only touch his face on the TV screen when my mother goes to wash the fruit.

"Son, let's watch it together. This drama was released two days ago, and there is Xi Zhuo."

Of course I knew there was. I was with the group at the time, and Xi Zhuo even asked for Quxian's autograph for me.

Thinking of Qu Xian's signature, I turned around and went back to the room to take out the notebook. When my mother took it and looked at it for some reason, the nearly 50-year-old suddenly turned around like a child.

Seeing my mother like that, I'm a little sure that I'm born with the genes for star chasing.

The way Xi Zhuo holds the gun on the screen is so handsome, he is handsome in everything he does.But the point that made me laugh out loud is.

he's mine.