The torn school grass is the lost first love? [Rebirth]

Three months after Qu Linggong came out and moved out of the Qu family, Qu Mingfeng finally took action, but the action was not aimed at Qu Linggong's sexual orientation, but at the brokerage company Qu Linggong signed with. .

The approach is basically the same as in the last life. First, a straight ball was used to order the brokerage company to terminate the contract. If the threat failed, some information was vaguely revealed, making the brokerage company mistakenly think that Qu Jia had some black information about the company’s internal operations, and thus exerted pressure from multiple parties to force the company to During the signing period, cancel all activities and arrangements, and keep Ling Gong in the snow.

Qu Linggong is not worried about this because he already has the experience of the previous life.

His brokerage company looks like a rising star, but in fact the manipulator behind it is powerful and will not take Qu Jia seriously.

From this incident, Qu Linggong could also see Qu Mingfeng's attitude. Although the youngest son came out openly and moved out of the Qu family, Qu Mingfeng did not want to lose the sole heir of the family and his only biological flesh and blood.

Unlike the previous life where he was always under the control of others and waited for problems to arise before responding passively, in this life Qu Linggong took the initiative and took all the initiative.

He doesn't rely on the Qu family, subconsciously resents Qu Mingfeng because of the loss of his beloved, and doesn't really want to have an emotional connection with his father, and the one who is needed is always confident.

Qu Linggong practices dance and studies step by step every day. Whenever he has free time, he studies cooking and Chinese medicine, and cooks delicious food for his family Ruobao in different ways.

At school, he knows how to measure and always reminds himself to keep a sense of distance from Zhang Junruo.Although Qu Mingfeng's recent actions have tended to attack his career, he cannot take it lightly until he is sure that Qu's family will not take action against Zhang Junruo because of his sexual orientation.

Although the two temporarily lived in the same building, in order to "avoid suspicion", Qu Linggong and Zhang Junruo did not stay together every day, going in and out together.

In the morning, he would give Zhang Junruo a simple breakfast under the pretext of watching the cat, sometimes vegetable sandwiches with fresh soy milk, or omelette with milk, and sometimes he would make a steaming bowl of beef noodles for breakfast, and he would watch Zhang Junruo leave after school in the afternoon, Then I would go to the fruit supermarket, buy some fresh ingredients and then go home. It didn't make outsiders feel that the two of them were close, and few people even knew that the two lived in the same building.

As Christmas and New Year's Eve approached, the company's event announcements suddenly increased. Most of them were small celebrations at the end of the year. There were not many new people trained in the company. When it was really busy, Qu Linggong would be rushed to the show.

Qu Linggong is developing into the entertainment industry, and the "Xingyi" school understands it very well. Xingyi's private educational philosophy has always been "respecting students' individuality and giving them room for development." talent.

Qu Linggong had been busy for two days. When he was flying, he thought that he would see the boy's handsome face when he got home, and he also thought of the scene where the boy sucked a cat, and gently pecked and kissed the little pomelo with his soft lips. On the furry forehead with tabby, there was a crisp and itchy heart, and the fatigue all over the body disappeared immediately.

After getting off the plane, he rushed home in a hurry, sat in the taxi and sent Zhang Junruo a WeChat message, telling the boy not to eat things at the school gate in the evening, he can cook at night, and asked him to wait for him to eat together.

He hurried home and prepared two servings of Japanese-style teriyaki chicken leg rice. The ingredients are simple, but very delicious. Thickly sliced ​​chicken leg meat and spices make a thick and delicious soup, pour it over hot On the steaming white rice, green boiled broccoli and sweet corn were served, and he cooked egg flower seaweed soup, put it on a tray, and brought it to knock on Zhang Junruo's door.

Qu Linggong waited in front of the door for a long time before there was a slight movement in the room. When the door opened, Qu Linggong caught a glimpse of the boy's pale face, his eyes froze, and his heart throbbed suddenly.

Zhang Junruo stood in front of the door wearing a thin sweater, with her back slightly arched, her face was pale, and there were fine beads of sweat on her forehead. Under the cold light of the entrance, her face was glistening with water, looking very pitiful.

He raised his watery eyes, looked at Qu Linggong weakly, and called out "Brother Ling" softly.

Qu Linggong's heart twitched suddenly, he quickly put down the tray, turned back to help him, and asked worriedly, "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine..." Zhang Junruo replied sickly.

The veins on Qu Linggong's forehead twitched a few times, and the body language of the boy's whole body was saying "there's nothing wrong with it".This building is relatively old, the security of the community is not perfect, and there are many migrants. Qu Linggong is always worried about the boy's safety during his business trips. The boy in his family is elegant and handsome, with a temperament like jade. In his last life, he was almost gangstered Dizzy dragged by.

For some reason, seeing the boy like this, Qu Linggong's thoughts rushed all the way to a strange place.

He grabbed the boy's slender arm, pulled open the cuff, and inspected it carefully. There were only a few light marks on the white arm, and there was no new injury, let alone the sign of being abused as he imagined. .

Qu Linggong was slightly relieved. He remembered that in his last life around this time, he accidentally found many scars on the boy's arms. It seems that everything has changed for the better in this life.

Looking up, he saw that Zhang Junruo's clear eyes contained a trace of tears, and doubts flashed in his eyes. Under the boy's horrified gaze, Qu Linggong stretched out his hand and pulled off the collar of the boy's white sweater.

The collar exposed a large area of ​​fair and delicate skin on the shoulders. Zhang Junruo was terrified and helpless by Qu Linggong's movements, and looked away in embarrassment, trembling his eyelashes stained with mist nervously.

Qu Linggong glanced carefully at the boy's slender and delicate collarbone and gracefully curved neck, but he didn't find the trace he was worried about, so he let out a long breath.

Zhang Junruo's originally pale face was flushed by Qu Linggong's series of weird actions, and somehow he felt like a little daughter-in-law who was raided by her husband to check her virginity. Apart from the painful expression, there was also a trace of pain on her face. Embarrassed.

Excluding the worst conjecture, Qu Linggong also felt that he was thinking too much. He looked into Zhang Junruo's eyes and emphasized his tone: "What's the matter? Don't be brave in front of me."

The boy frowned and looked at him weakly. His eyes were watery because of the pain. He bent down slightly, and his fingertips were wet with sweat. He wanted to hold his stomach, but wanted to Pretend to be okay.

Qu Linggong's dark pupils froze slightly, and finally realized something, and asked softly, "Do you... have a stomachache?"

The boy frowned, endured a violent stomach constriction, pressed his right hand on the center of his ribs, his eyelashes throbbed slightly due to the pain, and nodded slightly with a small white face.

Qu Linggong's heart sank. According to his recent observations, the boy showed no signs of vomiting. He had just relaxed his guard and thought that the "stomach pain" would not come out to make trouble anymore, so he was waiting here for him.

Qu Linggong put one arm around the boy's thin back, and the other reached the knees, picked him up and put him on the single bed, and covered him with a quilt.

Looking at the delicate cold sweat on Zhang Junruo's forehead, Qu Linggong felt an emotion of anger and frustration. It seemed that none of the coughs and epigastric pains that had tortured the boy in the previous life were left behind, and they were all waiting for him behind.

It also reminded him that the drama in this life is roughly the same. If he doesn't protect his baby well, he will have a fever and faint later, or even the tragic event that is enough to tear his chest, maybe it will happen again.

Qu Linggong felt a surge of fear in his heart. He suddenly felt that he was a single knight, walking alone in the dark forest towards the sealed castle.There are many invisible enemies hidden in the depths of the dense forest. They wait for the opportunity, and take advantage of his negligence to torture the imprisoned princess little by little. Only by eradicating all these enemies can he rescue the princess and live with her ever since. live a happy life.

Zhang Junruo lay flat on the bed at first, but because of the severe stomach cramps, he couldn't help holding his stomach with both hands, turned over and lay on the bed, his icy white side face was buried in the pillow, and the cold sweat slipped drop by drop in the winter, making him wet Pillowcase in pure cotton plaid.

He turned his head slightly, his wet eyes saw Qu Linggong frowning, looking at himself worriedly, and comforted him weakly: "Brother Ling, I'm really... fine... I'll be fine in a while..."

Qu Linggong sighed deeply, feeling that he had completely lost his temper, the boy was in such pain, and he still didn't forget to comfort others.

He sat on the edge of the bed, calmed down his restless mind, and reached out to stroke the boy's sweaty hair.

"Yuzi" is very sticky to Zhang Junruo. Seeing the uncomfortable look of her master, her slender body hopped lightly to the side of the pillow, rubbed the boy's soft black hair with her round and pointed cat face, and stretched out her tender tongue , Help the owner to comb the hair to show comfort.

Qu Linggong sorted out his mood, turned around and walked into the simple small kitchen, put a few slices of dried ginger in the electric kettle, boiled a pot of hot water, took advantage of the time when the water boiled, pulled a chair over, and sat on Zhang Junruo Beside the bed, asked in a gentle voice, "When did it start to hurt?"

Zhang Junruo was exhausted by the stomachache, and his mind was dizzy. He pulled himself together and replied seriously: "It started to hurt in the afternoon."

"Is this the first time it hurts, or has it always hurt before?"

"In the past, when winter came, it would occasionally hurt, but recently it's... the first time..."

"When was it before? When did it start to hurt?"

"When I was in junior high school..."

It turned out that the pain started in junior high school, Qu Linggong endured the pain, and continued to ask calmly: "What did you have for lunch?"

The boy hesitated.

Qu Linggong frowned, his face seemed to be covered with ice, and his tone was sullen and majestic: "Didn't eat, did you?"

"No..." Zhang Junruo closed his eyes with a pale face, endured a burst of severe pain, and said in a hoarse voice, "I ate a piece of bread, and... milk..."

"For you, this is called lunch, isn't it?" Qu Linggong said with a hint of reprimand and sullenness in his tone.

Zhang Junruo pursed his lips into a straight line, closed his eyes, and did not return to his question.

Qu Linggong thought that there was nothing wrong with the bread and it was easier to digest. The problem should be the milk.

"What's the milk like?"

"It's pure milk from the supermarket..." The boy answered in a low voice, a little bit wronged.

Qu Linggong sighed quietly: "The kind that was taken out of the freezer? You drank it without even warming it?"

After a long silence, the boy buried his head in the pillow, curled up, and threw the word "um" to him in a low voice.

Qu Linggong lost his temper completely, and issued the notice calmly and majesticly word by word: "From now on, you are not allowed to drink anything cold! Also, you are not allowed to eat or drink water tomorrow morning. I will take you for a gastroscopy!"

He has decided that he must find out the hidden enemies one by one and uproot them.

Zhang Junruo's consciousness, tortured by the stomach pain, was a little confused, he vaguely digested this sentence, and it took him a long time to realize what "gastroscope" meant, and subconsciously shrank his body.

☆, Doting Wife 2.0