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

"Love... affection?" Wen Zhiqing said nervously: "Master! We haven't reached the point where we are parting from life and death. You haven't done anything against discipline, have you?"

"Hush—" Master Qi put his fingers on Wen Zhiqing's lips.

Master Qi's strange state today made Wen Zhiqing feel that this action was a bit ambiguous for the first time, obviously he and Master Qi have known each other for so many years, and they have done more intimate behaviors.

"It doesn't matter anymore, Wen Zhiqing, nothing matters anymore."

Things about life and death and reputation are not important, what else is important?

Wen Zhiqing looked at Master Qi suspiciously.

Master Qi's lips trembled, and his hands trembled, "Wen Zhiqing, I just want to tell you today, I... I...!"

Master Qi seemed out of breath.

"Bang--! Bang--" Two gunshots sounded one after another upstairs, and then Wen Zhiqing heard the sound of glass shattering all over the place.

Master Qi let out a muffled snort, his face turned pale instantly, and sweat dripped from his forehead like raindrops.

"Master, what's wrong with you!?"

Young master Qi's dyspnea was very similar to the symptoms of a heart attack. Wen Zhiqing felt anxious when he noticed this.

It's just that he is a person who becomes calmer when things get more urgent, and he forces himself to calm down at critical moments

"Do you have first aid, where is it!? Where is it?!"

Master Qi couldn't find any medicine in his pocket, so Wen Zhiqing let him go and wanted to go down the stairs to find medicine for him.

"Wen Zhiqing! Don't...don't go..." Young master Qi held onto Wen Zhiqing's sleeve tightly with one hand, and pointed at his heart tremblingly with the other hand covering his heart.

"me……"

The pale and bloodless thin lips opened and closed silently, and the arm fell weakly. In the end, Wen Zhiqing didn't hear the remaining two words from Shaoshi Qi.

Shocked, a large group of armed police rushed in, but only found two warm corpses, one was Master Qi, and the other was his bodyguard Wu Hao.

Wen Zhiqing stumbled and wanted to follow the corpse on the stretcher, but was ruthlessly stopped by the police.

Wen Zhiqing fell to the ground, heartbroken, he couldn't believe that Master Qi, who had been with him through so many years of ups and downs, passed away just like that.

As long as he turns around, he can see it, and he can find it with a phone call. When he is busy with work and doesn't know the time outside, he will suddenly and miraculously appear behind him and force him to rest...

The powerful and omnipotent Young Master Qi, the young master Qi who can solve any trouble, the young master Qi who always solves his problems...

He actually suffered from congenital heart disease.

Grandpa Mingming Qi said just now that he had undergone heart correction surgery a few years ago, as long as he takes good care of him, his life expectancy can be no different from that of a normal person, but Master Qi made his work and rest irregular and overworked for the past few years.

But Wen Zhiqing didn't know anything before that.

Wen Zhiqing has always faced all the hardships in life with a smile, even though his father died young, his mother was seriously ill for many years, and he had to take care of a mentally disabled sister since childhood, and an adoptive sister who was too good-looking to cause trouble.

In his thirties, his life got rid of the predicament of his youth, and he made countless achievements, but lost his only true friend.

When everyone is praising his success, only he himself understands that the flourishing scenery along the way cannot do without Master Qi's wholehearted support.

Without a young master Qi, Wen Zhiqing seemed to have lost his soul, lost his soul, and was no longer a complete person.

Without Young Master Qi, he would not be the glorious Wen Zhiqing he is now.

Filled with grief and unbearable, mourning, weeping and vomiting of blood is nothing but the aftermath of the deceased. Wen Zhiqing has calmed down his grief, and Wen Zhiqing will also attend the signing of the novel "Jiang Hu Ke" to create momentum for the TV series adapted from it.

Everyone else thinks so, only he himself knows that he can still insist on attending, just because the TV series of "Jianghu Ke" is the joint effort of him and Shaoshi Qi.

Although the novel was his play when he was young, the TV series was carefully adapted by him himself. From the director to the actors, he and Shaoshi Qi selected them together.

Seeing the leading actors playing the two young knights, it was like seeing him and Shaoshi Qi in high school.

Even the theme song was written bit by bit over several months.

Neither of them had studied composition systematically, but at that time they patiently used their spare time to get together to ponder and discuss, which was quite enjoyable.

The signing will be carried out as usual, and when it came to the interview with reporters, most of the reporters asked questions about the content of the novel and their own feelings, most of which involved the shooting and launch details of the new drama.

Only one reporter's question was irrelevant, and pointed sharply at Wen Zhiqing's life and making friends.

"Ju'an, great writer, I heard that you are very good friends with the mayor of Jiangcheng who fell from the horse not long ago. The seventh knight in the novel is based on him. There is such a corrupt friend who breaks the law. What do you want? Did you tell the book fans?"

Ju'anxia is Wen Zhiqing's pen name.

The gentle smile on Wen Zhiqing's face disappeared, "Why do you have to explain to others?"

The assistant next to him nervously tried to stop him from speaking, but Wen Zhiqing separated him, "It's okay, Xiao Gao, I'm responsible for what I say."

Wen Zhiqing stared at the reporter without the usual warmth and smile in his eyes.

He has a deep friendship with Master Qi, only his close friends know, after all, he used to be from a poor family, and the status of Master Qi is even more different.

"Mr. Qi and I have been friends for 12 years, and we have a deep relationship. There is no need to hide it. In addition, the judge has not yet made a final decision on Master Shao's case. If you cannot be responsible for what you say , please be careful."

There was an uproar in the audience, Master Qi's case was not a big deal, but in this day and age with a well-developed network and unobstructed information, those who are interested can find out if they check the superficial information revealed on the Internet. Whether it is right or wrong, Master Qi was easily convicted.

They couldn't believe it, let alone accept that their favorite writer was good friends with a corrupt official.

Friends like this, does it prove that Ju Anxia's character is not good?

In just half an hour, more than half of the people in the venue left, and the rest of the people also pointed at Wen Zhiqing on the stage.

Only a few loyal book fans are still queuing up around the table. Whether there are few or many people, Wen Zhiqing patiently signed autographs, gave gifts, and wrote blessings to them, but no one asked for a group photo for the time being.

When it was the turn of the two pushing and shoving girls, one of them stepped forward and blushed and said, "Master, I believe what you said, your friend will definitely be punished!"

Wen Zhiqing was startled, and showed a sincere smile, "Thank you, and I also thank you on behalf of the young master."

The other party faltered: "That...that, Daddy, may I take the liberty to ask, are you and him... a couple?"

"Hey! It's rude to ask like that!" another girl yelled.

"You didn't ask me to ask! Or did you say that the relationship between Da Da and his friends is definitely not friendship, but love!"

"love?"

The signature pen in Wen Zhiqing's hand suddenly fell, and he still couldn't hold it when he picked it up from the table.

"Excuse me, do you mean... same-sex love?"

The two girls looked at each other and nodded.

"Sorry, everyone, I...I have to leave immediately!" Wen Zhiqing stood up holding the table, "I have something important to confirm! Immediately! I'm sorry, I have to go first!"

The assistant came over to stop him in a panic, this autograph meeting has failed enough, the owner can't leave halfway!

Wen Zhiqing said "Sorry", pushed him away, stumbled out of the venue amidst the cheers of the two girls, and went straight to his apartment.

At that time in the villa in the suburbs, Master Qi died suddenly of a heart attack, and everything under his name was sealed up, except for an old mobile phone, which Grandpa Qi sent to Wen Zhiqing.

Grandpa Qi said that he has been open and honest all his life, and he has done everything with no regrets. The only one who is sorry is his grandson, Shaoshi Qi, who was framed before his old age and let his grandson die unjustly. .

make up?Wen Zhiqing didn't understand at the time, because he didn't think much about mourning, and he was afraid of seeing things and thinking about others, so he put away the phone, and he didn't check the information on it.

Now that the mobile phone is turned on, the redundant call and text message records have been cleaned up, and only one recording file remains.

The file is not big, so he doesn't need to export it separately, he can play it by clicking on it; the recording time is very long, a full three hours, but the content is very small, only two sentences.

"Wen Zhiqing, I love you."

Amidst a burst of noise and electric current, Wen Zhiqing heard this sentence, her gentle voice and tone didn't seem to come from Master Qi in his memory at all.

But he is very familiar with this tone. Over the past 12 years, he has listened to it gradually change from green and immature to deep and magnetic, and watched its owner gradually grow from a handsome young man to a tall and handsome man.

The heart that was touched by Master Qi suddenly felt colic, and Wen Zhiqing shuddered all over, clutching the phone tightly and collapsed to the ground, crying loudly.

"I... love... you", the male voice in the recording confessed to him slowly but firmly.

Wen Zhiqing never thought that he would hear these three words from a man, that man is still his best friend, his confidant, best friend, brother who he has known for 12 years...

He put his cell phone next to his pillow and played it all night. Hearing this repeated sentence, his mood gradually changed from shock and disbelief to sadness and heartache, oppressive and heavy like a jack falling from the top.

Master Qi loves him so humblely that he has never revealed a word in the past 12 years.

And he, Wen Zhiqing, was so stupid that he didn't realize it all these years, and didn't notice anything.

As long as he can give Master Qi a little response, the two of them will definitely not come to the current situation where heaven and man are separated forever.

Those youthful years flew by like pieces of paper, Wen Zhiqing recalled one by one, when he was a freshman in high school, he was lucky enough to meet Qi Shaoshi, who came from a high-ranking family, because of a rich man's game.

From then on, he and him treated each other sincerely and entangled each other. He thought that there was no other way than a bosom friend in high mountains and flowing waters. He never thought that Master Qi's feelings for him had already surpassed friendship and love.

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"Nian Jun En" by Yan Shuangsheng

One sentence introduction: Chu Yang, the Ninth Prince of Xiliang, is going further and further on the road of not being afraid of death and fighting for death.

Copywriter:

Xiliang under the scorching sun is like an outstanding dahlia, with a strong color, like the girls here,

Xiao Zhongyan, who is a proton but lingers in the flowers and the world, shakes his head after hearing what his friend said, and doesn't quite agree.

"If you ask me, none of these girls can compare to him."

"Who?"

"Of course—" Xiao Zhongyan deliberately didn't say anything, but stared at the person who just passed downstairs—this waist is so thin, I don't know how it feels to hold it.

Occasionally, a few people drank together under the moonlight, when Chu Yang heard this, he glanced at Xiao Zhongyan, who was drunk and still leaning on him, and smiled so much that he showed his two teeth.

Dahlia?The girl's waist?

Very good, Xiao Zhongyan really deserves the reputation of being a prostitute!

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〔small theater〕

"Open the door!"

"roll--!"

Chu Yang threw a quilt out from the door, "Don't talk to me before morning, you look upset."

"I'll catch a cold."

...Don't be softhearted!

Xiao Zhongyan heard that there was no movement inside, so he smiled triumphantly, then leaned against the door, "I will miss you."