Fairy, give back my grandfather

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After checking Duan Cheng, Qi Songlin made sure that he was not injured, and picked him up from the ground. He lowered his head and glanced at Qi Songchen, with a complicated look on his face.

Seeing that Qi Songlin was going to take him away, Duan Cheng was worried about Mo Piao who sat on the ground, and said: How about I take you back?

Mo Piao was trying his best to push away the golden hair that wanted to stick to his body, but when he heard Duan Cheng's words, his movements slowed down.

He thought for a while, waved his hand and said: It's okay, your interview is important, I'll go back by myself later.

Duan Cheng looked at Qi Songlin, then at Mo Piao, nodded and left.

After crossing the long corridor, Duan Cheng was still very worried. Looking back at each step, there was always a sense of déjà vu that an old mother was worried about her son going up the mountain.Qi Songlin seemed to see his worry, and patted his head with a gentle voice: Don't worry, my brother will take good care of him.

Duan Cheng looked at Qi Songchen squatting on the ground with Mo Piao blowing his hair, and gave a very worried hum.

Brother, well, it should be reliable.

Duan Cheng: Huh? ! ? !

Qi Songlin's brother? !

Duan Cheng's mouth grew very big, as if an egg had been stuffed into it.But if you think about it carefully, the facial expressions of the two people are somewhat similar.

Qi Songlin: All right, leave it alone.

Duan Cheng finally lost his heart to go back, and was led into the classroom by Qi Songlin.

However, Duan Cheng, whose brain circuits are more peculiar and lengthy than ordinary people, discovered another problem before him——

It seems that there are only the two of them in this empty classroom...

Does this count as a domineering male god?

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Duan Cheng sat on the chair and opened his notebook nervously.He tried his best to calm down the trembling of his fingertips, took a deep breath, and told himself that it was fine as usual, it was fine, it was fine, it was fine, it was fine...

We must reshape the image back, let Qi Songlin see his elite side, and then surrender for him!

"Interview, interview, interview is good, can we start seniors?"

Duan Cheng finished speaking: ……………

Qi Songlin was leaning on the chair, with his legs crossed, and one hand resting on the table to support his chin. He was obviously lazy, but he gave people a kind of elegant reserve.

Duan Cheng was very spineless and wanted to ask for a photo.

Qi Songlin curled his lips: Am I that scary?

Duan Cheng shook his head.

Qi Songlin: Don't worry, I don't eat people.

Duan Cheng blinked innocently, swallowed, and said: No, no, I was afraid that if I couldn't help it, I would eat you.

Qi Songlin: ...

Duan Cheng raised his head: ...

In his previous life, he was definitely a person who could talk to death.

Fortunately, Qi Songlin didn't get too entangled in his eyes and lines, and raised his hand to signal Duan Cheng to start.

-

The interview at the beginning was a bit intermittent, and Duan Cheng was annoyed, but he gradually got into the mood. The questions prepared in the notebook came to an end one by one, and Qi Songlin's violin-like voice and his appropriate answers were recorded in the recorder.

Some people are really the proud son of heaven, he is for you to look up to, and he is also by your side.

Duan Cheng thought like this, and before he knew it, the chat-like interview was coming to an end.

Duan Cheng closed the notebook, stood up and bowed slightly towards Qi Songlin: Thank you senior for taking the time to accept our interview. After the manuscript is finished, I will show it to you as soon as possible.

Qi Songlin nodded.

When Duan Cheng was wondering how to say goodbye, Qi Songlin spoke first.

"You have asked me so many questions, why don't you ask me a few more?"

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In the huge classroom, there were two people sitting on two chairs on the podium. Qi Songlin still looked elegant and self-confident. On the other hand, Duan Cheng looked like a primary school student who stole the teacher's wig and received criticism education.

Well, what should come still has to come, it is really kind of Qi Songlin to wait until today to settle accounts with him.

He thanked all the gods and begged himself not to die so ugly.

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"When did you start thinking about me?"

Duan Cheng replied honestly, saying that it was when he went to the laboratory to watch him do experiments and he stared at him.

Qi Songlin pursed his lips, his eyes showed no emotion, as if he was chewing the truth of the words.Duan Cheng heard the sound of the person in front of him tapping the table with his fingertips, and it poured into his ears and scratched his heart.

After a long time, Qi Songlin spoke slowly, and all the clouds and mists in his sight quietly left, and the clear and open lake water rippled.Burning and calm.

"why do you like me?"

Duan Cheng stopped rubbing his hands, raised his head blankly, met those eyes, and quickly lowered his head.

-

Duan Cheng doesn't believe in love at first sight, but his affection for Qi Songlin did begin in the laboratory.

During that time, he always read all the news of the Academy of Life Sciences intentionally or unintentionally. When he was walking, his mind was full of bio-organic molecular chemistry.

Until one time, when Duan Cheng was in a bad mood and ran to the small bamboo forest by himself, he saw a completely opposite Qi Songlin.

On the stone table, he held a book from an unknown country, and quietly flipped through it.The white and strong finger bones were bent and straightened, and the leaves rustled, covering up the melodious sound of flipping books.

After a while, Qi Songlin put down the book, bent down and picked up a heavy bag, opened a small opening, poured half of the bag into a food bowl, added some water, and put it on the ground.

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Duan Cheng hid aside, and was surprised to find that there were a few stray kittens in this quiet woods, they moved to Qi Songlin's feet step by step, and began to eat with their heads down.

"Eat slowly, there is more."

Qi Songlin's almost gentle voice echoed in the bamboo forest.

Duan Cheng pinched the corner of his clothes, his mouth was dry.

It was not a feigned liking, but a sincere respect for life. Qi Songlin looked serious and indifferent, but a person who can be so gentle to stray animals, shouldn't someone be gentle to him?

It is difficult to like, but also very simple. Duan Cheng admits that he is superficial, but he also knows that he is long enough to love.

During that time, Mo Piao ruthlessly laughed at Duan Cheng's blushing in the dormitory, and he held his chest and pretended to fall to the ground, calling out, "Old man's boyish heart, it's revived!"

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Duan Cheng expressed his thoughts to him during this period of time word by word, without even hiding anything.

Qi Songlin saw that his head was getting lower and lower, and his voice was getting smaller and smaller until it disappeared, so he sat up straight and didn't knock on the table again.

Duan Cheng twitched his lips: Do you think I'm a peeping tom, a pervert, who thinks that what's good to me is playing the piano to the cow, shouldn't it be?

Ahead, the bright light was covered by a figure, disappeared and reappeared.

A force lifted Duan Cheng's chin, which had fallen into the dust.

"Duan Cheng." Qi Songlin called him and squatted in front of him.

"People don't have to live in such a humble way. You have to believe that you are good. No matter how many words that demean you outside, you have to believe that people who love you will always believe in you. So, be brave in the future and don't shrink back too much .” He paused, the smiles in the corners of his eyes dissipated like spring wind and rain, warming his heart.

"At least, don't run away after confessing, at least listen to what I have to say."

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Duan Cheng blinked, bit the base of his tongue with a jerk, and curled up his facial features in pain.

Mo Piao always likes to instill some magical ideas, and some of them really hit the nail on the head. For example, if the confessed party praises you to the sky first, it may mean that he will reject you in the next moment.

Is Qi Songlin going to reject him directly after filling the chicken soup?

Duan Cheng sniffed, wishing for the first time that Mo Piao was talking nonsense.

However, in the next second, Duan Cheng felt that his eyes were blocked by his clothes, and the broken hair on his forehead was gently brushed away, and a piece of warmth covered his forehead.

Qi Songlin supported Duan Cheng's shoulders, and put the belt in his arms, the ice melted in his voice, and his movements were gentle.

"That's my answer."

Duan Cheng raised his hand and touched his forehead in a daze, looked at the corner of Qi Songlin's eyes in a daze, curled his lips in a daze, and asked desperately, is this a goodbye kiss?

Qi Songlin reacted for a second, thought for a while, then lowered his head and sucked and licked that nonsense mouth.

……

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Duan Cheng's breathing was unsteady, he lay on Qi Songlin's chest panting, pink bubbles bursting sweetly in his heart, puffing upwards.

Qi Songlin rubbed his head and kissed the top of his head again, is this clear?

Duan Cheng was so happy that he was about to cry, I know, I know, I feel that I am the happiest person in the world!