How to turn back my best friend who covets me [Rebirth]

Waking up early the next morning, Wen Zhiqing was listless.

The whole night in the dream was an indescribable thing, those slender dark pupils were like an abyss, pulling him down with incomparable strength, sinking with that person.

Before the Chu family got up, Wen Zhiqing secretly washed his pants and cleaned up all the evidence.

I have lived for so many years, I have always been as pale as water, and I have never been so ashamed, so I had to convince myself that the young man's body is full of blood, and no matter how good his heart is, he can't suppress the surging blood, this is a normal physiological phenomenon.

Before going out, Xi Huilin handed him a box of biscuits, "Didn't you make a new friend yesterday? Or your tablemate, right? Bring something to eat and share with him to strengthen the friendship. His taste, you come back and tell me, tomorrow Auntie will change to a different kind of roast, make sure your new friend likes it!"

Wen Zhiqing couldn't laugh or cry, Xi Huilin's appearance made him look like a kid who was still in kindergarten, "Thank you, auntie, as long as it's not too sweet, he will like it."

On the way, Wen Zhiqing tasted two biscuits. Xi Huilin’s craftsmanship was as good as ever. The biscuits were crispy and sweet, and the cranberries had a slightly sour taste. This was Master Qi’s favorite flavor. The matcha flavor was a bit bitter, so he probably wouldn’t like.

Probably infected by Xi Huilin's emotions, Wen Zhiqing ran to the classroom excitedly, wanting to deliver warm cookies to Master Qi, but faced with an empty seat.

It wasn't too early for him to come to class. At this time, Master Qi should have arrived long ago. He sat idly in his seat, propped his head, and flipped through a book in his hand. The eyebrows and eyes, because of the lack of sleep in the early morning, are full of lazy and easy-going taste.

"What about the young master, didn't he come to class?"

Lu Jiuyang and Mi Zixia glanced at each other, "Is it strange that the young master doesn't come to class?"

"No surprise, nothing wrong."

Lu Jiuyang and Mi Zixia clapped their hands in agreement.

When the preparatory bell for class rang, Wen Zhiqing turned around and wanted to go to the teacher's office to ask Wu Rixiu for clarification.

Chen Rong came in from the back door and blocked him, "Wen Zhiqing! That dilapidated place of yours is so interesting! You actually let Ah Feng live in the bullpen!"

"puff!"

"Lu Jiuyang, Mi Zixia! You are still laughing!"

"The commander-in-chief won't smell like cow dung when he comes back! Hahaha...!" Lu Jiuyang and Mi Zixia couldn't hold back their laughter, they slammed the table wildly and burst out laughing.

"We don't really want to laugh at the handsome man... Hey! Don't hit, don't twist...!"

Wen Zhiqing didn't care about the three people making a mess, and went to the office on the third floor to find Wu Rixiu, but he couldn't tell the reason.

"Ah, you mean classmate Qi Shaoshi, he may ask for a day off, or half a day for a week, maybe." Wu Rixiu held a thermos cup, and from time to time slowly took a sip of scented tea made with wolfberries.

Master Qi's coming to the school to teach is just a form. He is talented and can be self-taught, but what use is such a talent for a person who may not live until tomorrow?

Faced with the threat of losing his life all the time, with the attitude of living every day is a day, trying to live the life of ordinary people in his limited life, this is the meaning of Qi Shaoshi's existence.

After Wen Zhiqing knew that Master Qi had a heart attack, he had almost the same feeling, "Teacher, Master, is he not feeling well?"

"Pfft, you're overthinking, Mr. Qi just has something to do at home, don't worry, ah ~ would you like to have a bite? Eyesight!"

"Thank you teacher, no need."

"Go to class quickly if you don't drink, OK?"

"Yes……"

I hope it's really just something at home... What a ghost!Master Qi is from the capital city, but he has lived alone in Jiangcheng in the south for many years. The name is to recuperate, but in fact he is exiled.

No matter how big or small the Qi family encounters, they will not look for the sick child they have given up on!

For two consecutive classes, Wen Zhiqing was restless. What he was most afraid of was that something might happen to Master Qi's body.

In the past, he didn't know that Master Qi had a bad heart. During that month, Master Qi would occasionally miss class and ask for leave, so he really regarded him as a family matter.

Later, when he learned that Master Qi's family was unusual, he took it for granted. Now he just wants to beat himself up, why is he so stupid!

Before the group discussion class, Wen Zhiqing went to the bathroom, and the monitor, Fu Zhengming, was beside him.

"What's up?"

"Wen Zhiqing, come to our group in the next class. Our group is doing research on the economic situation, but it's different from Master Qi's fake group."

"Thank you, no need, this group is also very good."

Wen Zhiqing went to the sink to wash his hands after finishing his work, and Fu Zhengming followed, with a displeased expression on his face.

"Wen Zhiqing! You didn't know anything when you first came here. Chu Feng and Lu Jiuyang are not easy to mess with. Although I don't know why Master Qi agreed to let you be his tablemate, do you think they just accept you? ! Don’t even know that you are being bullied by them!”

After Fu Zhengming finished speaking in a low voice but sternly, he was satisfied to see the change in Wen Zhiqing's gentle expression.

"You mean, they are not good people, are they? But monitor, are you sure, as their classmate and monitor, you want to speak ill of them behind their backs like this?"

Fu Zhengming was embarrassed, and looked around the toilet, but fortunately, no one noticed them, he didn't have the guts to provoke Qi Shaoshi and the others, so he only dared to do some small tricks behind his back.

"Anyway, think about it carefully, I'm doing it for your own good!"

Wen Zhiqing watched Fu Zhengming leave in desperation, and when he turned around, he saw the large mirror above the sink, reflecting many fierce faces, which he and Wen Xinrou met after they came to Jiying Middle School.

After all, he was lucky enough to meet a young master Qi, Wen Xinrou was only bullied by the girls in the class, and almost took his own life.

Yesterday, the three of Lu Jiuyang blocked him in front of the sink and asked him to contact his family members to report Chu Feng's situation in time. He didn't want to be troublesome, and at the same time wanted to know Chu Feng's movements, so he agreed casually:

"I will tell my family to help Chu Feng, but it is impossible to understand his situation every day. My family is busy either in class or at work, so I can only call once a week."

"A phone call a week is useless! Why don't we contact the handsome man ourselves, damn it, you are playing us!"

His face remained unchanged in front of the mirror, "Of course, if his mobile phone is not confiscated by the program crew."

"Why don't we send a mobile phone there, or the commander-in-chief can't tell us what he wants us to send to him, it's too miserable."

"Aren't you stupid? The program team won't cut it for us halfway! If you can really send your phone over, wouldn't it be better to just buy everything and send it over directly!"

Wen Zhiqing listened to Lu Jiuyang and the others discuss how to rescue Chu Feng, and now she still feels the same.

These people don't treat other people very well, and they really have nothing to say to their brothers. Unfortunately, he belongs to the category of other people. They are on Chu Feng's side, and he and them only have a bad relationship.

Fortunately, in Jiying Middle School, he didn't miss anything except one young master Qi.

Master Qi finally appeared in class in the afternoon, but Wen Zhiqing couldn't be happy.

Master Qi's attitude towards him has completely changed.

Yesterday there was a bit of familiarity, but today it is all unfamiliar.

Wen Zhiqing talked to him several times, but he ignored him. He really disliked Wen Zhiqing's talkativeness, so he said, "Be quiet in class."

It's heartbreaking, Wen Zhiqing has never been treated like this in Qi Shaoshi's place.

Master Qi had a stern appearance, and when his face turned cold, there was really an aura of not getting close to strangers all over his body.

Wen Zhiqing could hardly bear his indifference, and mustered up the courage to chase him downstairs after class.

"Young master! Are you going home? The party will start at six o'clock."

When Wen Zhiqing was worried, Master Qi turned around, "You want me to go?"

"Hmm! Can you come? I know you don't like group activities like this, but I wanted to ask you a favor..."

Under Master Qi's strange gaze, Wen Zhiqing tried to speak out as usual.

"Maybe I also want to perform on stage. Although the monitor and the others didn't tell me, I can only sing some songs and have no other talents. Master, you should be able to play the piano. Can I ask you to accompany me? The song is very Simple! Difficult ones, I can't sing..."

Wen Zhiqing rubbed the back of her head in embarrassment.

Master Qi looked at Wen Zhiqing, this guy who had known him since the beginning, how could he have the confidence to treat him differently.

"Wen Zhiqing," a nasty smile curled up on the corner of his mouth, "what qualifications do you have, let me accompany you."

"Young...Young Master..." Wen Zhiqing stood downstairs for a long time in a daze, but his memory still stuck in Master Qi's wicked smile and mischievous eyes just now.

"An'an, why don't you go change your clothes and get ready?" Not long after the photographer went downstairs, Wen Zhiqing went to chase Master Qi after class just now. He couldn't shoot, so he went to rest aside.

"Well, don't mind too much. At worst, I'll change to another tablemate tomorrow. I'll tell the director."

When the photographer went downstairs, he couldn't bear to see Qi Shaoshi's haughty look before he left, and Wen Zhiqing's shocked look.

Then Wen Zhiqing murmured, "He doesn't want to talk to me anymore."

The photographer became more and more sympathetic. He thought the school could be simpler, but he didn't expect it to be as realistic as the adult world. "An'an, we should go. The director is still waiting for us in the auditorium."

The welcome party organized by Class [-] for Wen Zhiqing was held in the school auditorium. The campus is large and the place is a bit far away. Wen Zhiqing had to put on a gown early and go there.

When we got there, the auditorium was full of people, and there were many other classes joining in the fun.

The uniform black and white gown was ridiculed by the envious students of the High School Affiliated to Normal University next door, and it was worn to attend a funeral.

"Why don't you change your clothes in the teaching building!"

"Sorry, monitor, I forgot."

"Forget it, come backstage with me."

Wen Zhiqing came out of the backstage lounge after changing clothes. The gentleman's black tuxedo, white shirt, round collar buttons, black vest, and standard trousers and leather shoes are really heroic.

Fu Zhengming, who was waiting outside, got rid of his jealousy, and couldn't help but secretly praised, this poor boy from the countryside really has a good skin, tall and well-proportioned, with good-looking facial features.

But the most important thing is, which valley can breed Wen Zhiqing's temperament!Blind him!

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The last chapter was locked and had to go through the review process, and the latter part of the content was modified (actually just a few sentences). The original manuscript is on Weibo. If you are interested, you can search for the author's name to see it. Trouble.