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

"Wen Zhiqing, go home."

Wen Zhiqing shook his head without saying a word.

"What can you do by sitting with me? What's the use?"

These words hurt my heart, Wen Zhiqing could only watch Master Qi suffering, unable to do anything, helpless.

Wen Zhiqing sat on the chair beside the hospital bed, pursed her lips and looked at Master Qi on the bed.

Master Qi turned his head away, put away the unbearable feeling in his heart, and didn't look at him.

Master Qi Mu came to this VIP ward 10 minutes ago, and the two ice-like faces with paralyzed faces stared blankly for 5 minutes, and finally ended the conversation in 2 minutes.

"It seems that you have thought about it."

"Ah."

"Come back earlier, I will leave the manpower for you."

"Need not."

"Just in case, don't refuse. I don't want this to happen again. I'm here to collect your body."

Wen Xinrou, who pushed the door open, broke the silence in the ward and brought dinner for the two of them.

Wen Zhiqing swallowed and finished, Master Qi only ate a little, cleaned up, Wen Xinrou went outside to stay in a hotel, Wen Zhiqing slept on the intensive care bed in the ward, so that he could watch Master Qi's IV.

Upon waking up, Wen Zhiqing opened her eyes and found that Master Qi woke up before him, and was leaning on the bedside looking at the newborn sun outside.

"Wake up, I want to eat the buns you made, Wen Zhiqing, go and make them for me."

Master Qi made the request capriciously, without considering how to do a good job for Wen Zhiqing who was not familiar with the place in a strange city.

"Okay, I'll do it." There was surprise in Wen Zhiqing's eyes, as long as Master Qi has an appetite, "What kind of stuffing do you want to eat, is the bitter gourd egg stuffed?"

Master Qi poked Wen Zhiqing's forehead with his finger, "You, try, try, can you give the patient the privilege of picky eaters?"

Wen Zhiqing touched his forehead, his eyes were bent into crescents.

He ran out non-stop, trying to create conditions for Master Qi to make steamed buns, leaving Master Qi alone in the ward. It was still early at this time, and Wen Xinrou was still in the hotel and hadn't rushed over yet.

The nurse came to visit once and then left. The ward was unbelievably quiet. Master Qi got out of bed gropingly, changed his hospital clothes, and took care of himself meticulously. Before he opened the door and went out, he looked back. beds.

He is suspicious, not confident, and always wants something to guarantee that when he is fighting the disease, this person can rest assured to wait for him to come back.

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Relying on her innocent appearance, Wen Zhiqing knocked on the door of a family near the hospital and borrowed a kitchen and a small steamer.The ingredients such as flour, bitter gourd and pork are bought fresh from the vegetable market.

In addition to lean meat steamed stuffed buns, he still made bitter gourd and egg steamed stuffed buns, thinking that he could coax Master Qi to eat two when he went back, a balanced diet and balanced nutrition.

After working for two hours, Wen Zhiqing was sweating profusely. He opened the steamer, and the steam erupted. The buns were finally cooked perfectly. Each one was neatly arranged, as big as a baby's fist. They looked beautiful and delicious.

Wen Zhiqing picked up a few of the two kinds of traps and put them in the newly bought thermos buckets, and left the rest to the host family. They refused to take his money, so they took the buns as a reward, and they also made an appointment that Wen Zhiqing would make an appointment next time. If you still need it, you can borrow the kitchen again.

Wen Zhiqing didn't have time to say more words of thanks, so she hurried to the hospital, just as she got out of the elevator door, Wen Xinrou walked over with an anxious expression on her face.

"An'an, where have you been, where is the young master?"

Wen Zhiqing panicked for a moment, bypassed Wen Xinrou and went straight to Qi Shaoshi's ward. The bed inside was tidy, and some of Qi Shaoshi's washing things were still there, but no one was there.

After putting the thermos away, Wen Zhiqing called Master Qi Mu, Master Qi would not wander off, he should ask Master Qi Mu for someone important.

Master Qi Mu returned to the capital last night, and flew abroad on a business trip this morning. The address displayed on the phone was indeed correct, and he said that he did not take Master Qi away.

Where will the young master go?

You can't look down on someone yourself, so what's the use of looking for him?Master Qi Mu also said the same thing.

Wen Zhiqing went to the security office of the hospital for help, and the surveillance video that was called out showed that Master Qi had left the hospital two hours ago and was missing.

Master Qi really left alone, Wen Zhiqing couldn't believe it, why?

Not even a hello.

He was still ill, if he hadn't returned to the capital with Master Qi Mu, where would he have gone?

I searched around the hospital but couldn't find anyone. I also inquired at the train station, but there was no news. As night fell, Wen Zhiqing went back to the ward, sat down on Master Qi's bed, took out the insulated buckets one by one, and put them on the table. In the fruit bowl on the bedside table, the steamed stuffed buns were already cold.

Since no one forced him, is the young master determined to avoid him?

But Master Shao said that if he wanted to eat steamed stuffed buns, he couldn't let them cool down, as they wouldn't taste good and would hurt his stomach.

The next morning, Wen Zhiqing went to the previous house again, knocked on the door, and the owner smiled and said, "You are so kind to your family, what do you want to do this time?"

Wen Zhiqing steamed another basket of steamed buns, only filled with pure meat stuffing. After steaming, he didn't distribute them to the master, but picked them out one by one, put them in a thermos bucket, and kept them for his young master to eat.

The steamer was still steaming, and the freshly baked buns were even hotter. Wen Zhiqing's fingers were burned red, excruciatingly painful.

He knelt down and wept uncontrollably, "Come back, okay? I won't make bitter gourd dumplings for you on purpose anymore, I'll make your favorite food, okay?"

"Where have you been..."

At the door of the kitchen, the host was frightened by Wen Zhiqing's gaffe, Wen Xinrou explained a few words casually, and left some money as compensation.

She brought Wen Zhiqing out and walked all the way to the square to sit on the stone bench. She wanted to comfort Wen Zhiqing, but she didn't know how to say it. What did Master Qi do? !

Wen Zhiqing held the thermos bucket and did not let go, looking at a big banyan tree in the center of the square with blank eyes.

A child who came to fly a kite accidentally broke the string, and the kite hung on a tree and could not be taken down, but the child was not sad, and pointed to the banyan tree and shouted, "Mom, mom, that tree is so big!"

An idea flashed in Wen Zhiqing's mind. He remembered that a few years ago, Master Qi followed him to bury his grandmother on the mountain, and passed by a foot of the mountain. There was also such a big banyan tree on the bank of the river there, just because it was struck by lightning. Half of it is scorched, and the other side is green.

It is a very strange scene, the coexistence of new hope and death, that is a miracle of nature.

Master Qi thought it was a novelty at that time, and even asked him about the history of this tree.

In the dark, there was a voice in Wen Zhiqing's heart, which guided him to rush back to Liantang County that day, and then flew all the way to find it.

That miraculous banyan tree was struck by lightning many years ago, and it was dead as long as he could remember. Until June last year, he miraculously traveled back in time, and the old banyan tree was revived, half of its branches and leaves were full of greenery. .

The rift was two meters wide, like an ugly scar on a mountain, with a mossy log straddling the banks, and a fast-moving stream three meters deep beneath it.

Wen Zhiqing didn't care to lower her head to pay attention to her feet, her eyes were fixed on the person on the other side of the single-plank bridge.

Master Qi sat on the root of the old banyan tree protruding from the ground, with his back against the trunk, one hand resting on his bent knees, and he looked up at the branches and leaves above his head seriously.

Wen Zhiqing said tremblingly, "Master."

"Stop." The person opposite looked over with cold eyes.

"Go back, Wen Zhiqing, go back to your own home, I'll sit down for a while, sit down for a while, I should go too."

Wen Zhiqing didn't listen to him this time, and continued to move on the slippery single-plank bridge.

The person on the opposite side supported the tree trunk to stand up, frowned, and reprimanded in a cold voice, "Wen Zhiqing, go back, don't bother me."

As if she couldn't understand what he said, Wen Zhiqing moved to the middle of the bridge and stood still, raised her face and smiled at him, her gentle and bright smile would always hit his heart.

"Young master, are you afraid of death? If you are, then hold my hand tightly. I have crossed the boundary between death and time to see you, because I am not willing to miss you just now, and even if I want to come to heaven, I will not be merciless." Make up your mind and send me to you again, wanting to be with you, to accompany you, to experience death together."

In an instant, the sound of birds chirping, running water and the rustling of leaves being blown by the wind disappeared, and a hand was slowly stretched out to Master Qi.

When the noise returned to his ears, he had already put his hand into Wen Zhiqing's, and his feet followed the steps in front of him.

This person seems to be actively approaching him all the time, no matter whether he is good or bad, whether he treats each other coldly or favorably.

Wen Zhiqing firmly grasped Master Qi's wrist, and led him back from the single-plank bridge.

In the sound of the wind, I could hear Wen Zhiqing's small reminders: "Catch me, be careful where you step, there is still more than half of the way, and it will arrive soon, young master, let me tell you, I want to be with you for the rest of my life."From the warm sun in spring to the fallen leaves in autumn, blowing the cool summer breeze, watching the heavy snow in the cold winter together, the four seasons turn around, and you will be with you in your life.

Finally returned to the opposite shore, forehead to forehead, nose to nose, Wen Zhiqing held Master Qi's face and murmured.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault and my regret that I didn't fall in love with you earlier."

"I want to tell you a thousand times, ten thousand times, I love you, Young Master, I really like you and love you, there is no fake at all."

"The relationship progress bar I joked about didn't advance from zero to one percent, but from ninety-nine point ninety-nine percent. Really, Master, my love value is full and it's about to explode. Biao, in the future, my love for you will be more and deeper, just trust me once, okay?"

Master Qi didn't respond, Wen Zhiqing kissed his cold forehead, "Trust me, don't leave without authorization, okay?"

Master Qi was stunned, and bit his teeth so hard that he bit his lower lip.

With the back of his hand, he wiped away the blood from the corner of his lips. Young Master Qi turned his back on Wen Zhiqing, pressing the back of Wen Zhiqing's head and kissing him forcefully, biting his teeth, sticking his tongue in and intertwining each other, dripping sticky water from his mouth.

It's not that he doesn't believe in Wen Zhiqing's feelings for him, it's that he is too self-willed and too much. He doesn't believe in himself, so he wants to frighten Wen Zhiqing by such means.

He frightened Wen Zhiqing for a moment, pretending to be all about him in his eyes and heart, so that he would not be afraid that Wen Zhiqing would be abducted by others when he was not around.

He's so bad and cruel.How could he be worthy of such a good Wen Zhiqing?

Suddenly short of breath, Master Qi let go of Wen Zhiqing and took a deep breath. Tears suddenly fell uncontrollably, but only one right eye was crying, and his face was still expressionless.

Wen Zhiqing looked down at him, and suddenly burst into tears, "Our young teacher is the strongest, right, you are invincible, even death can't do anything to you."

Master Qi raised his head, pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, Wen Zhiqing thought he was afraid of death, how could he be such a fragile person.

It's February, the ice will melt again, the dead trees will be in spring again, and everything is growing, waiting for the season of new life.

"It's the same with people. We should live against the clock, live bravely, and take life into our own hands."

"Enough is enough, don't give me chicken soup for the soul anymore, can't I be educated after I know my mistakes?"

On the hillside, Master Qi was lying with his head on Wen Zhiqing's lap, complaining impatiently about Wen Zhiqing's long-windedness.

Wen Zhiqing sat on the hillside, entwined Master Qi's hair with his fingers, lowered his head and kissed.

Behind them is the endless evening sun, in front of them is the gorgeous sunset, surrounded by winter plums and camellias all over the mountains, and there are more paddy fields and golden rapeseed flowers at the foot of the mountain.

"I used to say that I was a half-dead person. The end of my life was decided early on the day I was born. It's no big deal if I die. It's just a moment sooner or a moment later. In a few worlds, ashes return to ashes and ashes return to ashes. .

It wasn't until I met you that I realized how happy it is to have hope in life. I want to fight for you, Wen Zhiqing, if I defeat death, would you like to be with me? "

Master Qi's heart trembled, and his voice trembled when he said it. He couldn't help but wonder if he was too nasty and hypocritical, why he would say everything he thought in his heart.

This is not the family tradition of their Qi family. The education he has received since he was a child is that he can't speak well if he has something to say, and he has to keep his feelings in his heart and not let others know.

Master Qi himself often dislikes Wen Zhiqing's love words, but in the face of this situation, he still said such a lengthy paragraph, which can be regarded as a confession to Wen Zhiqing in disguise.

Until Wen Zhiqing agreed, "Of course."

Young master Qi wanted to lose face again, and complained, "Your voice is too low."

"Of course, always." Wen Zhiqing rubbed his hair with a smile, his eyes doting.

Master Qi buried his head in his arms and repeated in a muffled voice, "Your voice is too low."

Wen Zhiqing repeated it loudly, "Of course, I will always be with our young teacher, even if you dislike me, I will always cling to you, really cling to you." Even if it is death, it will Go through it with you.

Wen Zhiqing swears to this mountain in his heart, and swears to the spirit of his deceased father, to let this eternal sunset witness that he is a member of Master Qi, and he cannot be separated in this life.

If you get someone, you will feel at ease; if you admire someone, you will have deep love.

With this person, looking back, it is a lifetime.

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Not long after returning home, Master Qi wanted to cut his hair for the New Year, but his hair was indeed too long.

There are hairdressing tools at home, and Wen Zhiqing can cut it himself, so I asked Master Qi what kind of haircut he wanted. He is not talented, and he can probably do not very complicated hairstyles.

"Cut... the same hairstyle as yours."

"My hairstyle?" Wen Zhiqing touched the top of his head, and Master Qi also reached out to touch it.

He doesn't have any hairstyle to speak of, it's just the simplest boy's broken hair.

"It's the same as yours, and it's pretty good." Bring something related to Wen Zhiqing, it will give Qi Shaoshi endless courage.

"Okay." Wen Zhiqing shook the cloth and tied it for Master Qi.

Master Qi sat on the stool, he stood, turned around, pondered for a while, and began to cut with the comb in one hand and the scissors in the other.

Locks of hair fell to the ground and were cut in half. Wen Xiaoya, who was playing outside, ran into the yard, squatted down in front of Master Qi, rested her chin on her hand, and blinked her big eyes.

The three of them squatted and stood in a line, with clear steps.

"I want to cut my hair too."

"You don't want to tie the rubber band anymore?" Wen Zhiqing asked.

Wen Xiaoya likes to tie beautiful rubber bands and headbands, but she thinks that her hair is too thick and long in summer, so she always has the idea of ​​cutting it short. This is really a tangled problem.

While Wen Xiaoya was thinking, Wen Zhiqing asked her to step aside to think about it. When the wind blows her hair, it should fall on her body.

Five minutes later, Wen Zhiqing finished the haircut. It was really refreshing after the cut. Master Qi felt that there was air leaking from the top of his head, and he was still a little uncomfortable. He took a look in the mirror and expressed his satisfaction with Wen Zhiqing's craftsmanship.

"Don't be so cute, come here and wash your hair." Wen Zhiqing came out with a basin of hot water, knocked down the stool for Master Qi to sit down, and sat on a higher stool, which was just convenient for Master Qi to lean back on. Wash your hair on his lap.

Master Qi squinted his eyes to enjoy Wen Zhiqing's hair-washing service. The warm water was scooped up by his hands to wet his hair a little bit, and he massaged his scalp with moderately firm fingers, and rubbed his hair from time to time. It was so comfortable.

The running water quickly wetted his pants, Wen Zhiqing didn't care, humming a little song softly.

"If you want to take advantage of the wind and ask about chemical industry, the road is also difficult, and the letter is also difficult.

Candles are red in the faint streamer, the song is calm, and the cup is calm.

Tonight and Hexi, there is this beautiful woman.

Auspicious days and good days, the joy of admiration and deep affection, the joy of gain and peace of mind.

Hesitating and bewildered, looking forward to the beautiful woman and the sky..."

In the yard, the chicken flapped its wings and flew around. Wen Xiaoya, who was chasing the chicken, stopped immediately when she heard the sound of humming.

In that distant childhood memory, there was such a gentle and mellow singing that accompanied her growing up, from the cradle to the toddler, and the singing stopped abruptly at the age of eight.

Wen Xiaoya didn't cut her hair and didn't chase chicks anymore, she ran into the house and dragged out a rush mat and spread it under the magnolia tree.

He lay down on his stomach, resting his chin on his hands, dangling his feet, pricking up his ears to listen to Wen Zhiqing's singing.

Wen Zhiqing washed Master Qi's hair, wiped it with a towel, then leaned over and kissed his forehead.

Wen Xiaoya saw this scene by mistake, and lost her voice for a moment. The movement of the magnolia flower being blown to the ground by the wind, and the cooing of the little yellow chicken looking for food, everything returned to calm.

The world in her eyes freezes silently, leaving only the silhouettes of the two people in the sun, the chaos in her mind suddenly dissipates, and the wisdom suddenly opens up, as if the world is clear.

She touched her chest with her hands, and there was a soft feeling in her heart. She didn't know what it was, how to describe it, how to name it, and how to repeat it to her brothers and mothers.

But recalling it again, that feeling disappeared again, the world in her eyes was lively and vivid again, and she felt lost in her heart, but at the same time felt very happy and happy.

Looking at the two people in the yard, Wen Xiaoya couldn't help smiling happily.

She understood something from it, realized something, and seemed to understand nothing, but one day, what she saw and felt today will give her inspiration and help, and the influence is subtle.

Wen Xiaoya lowered her head, resting her chin on her arm, half-closed her eyes, seemingly asleep.

"Today's apricot blossoms are full of spring,

The banquet is over, new acquaintances.

Add wine and return to the lamp to be lazy,

So what, whispering until dawn..."

Wen Xiaoya lazily turned over, lay on her back, raised her hands and opened her hands, and squinted through her fingers to see the magnolia tree shining transparently in the sun, among the clusters of flowers, there was the high blue sky, and Clouds of ever-changing shape.

A gust of wind blew gently, and the white petals in the pink fell on her body one by one. The rich floral fragrance made her sneezed lightly.

Wen Xiaoya picked up a petal and "hoo hoo" and blew it towards the sky, closed her eyes, her thoughts drifted farther and farther, wandering above the sea of ​​clouds, chasing those whom she missed far away.

Today at the beginning of spring, the magnolia tree planted by my father bloomed, and she also grew up.

Wen Zhiqing held the book and read, tilted his head and ears, and heard Wen Xiaoya laughing in his sleep.

He turned back again, and saw that Master Qi was sleeping on the recliner, his hair was already air-dried, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

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