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After Wen Qing finished drinking the chicken soup, Qi Yang told him to lie down and have a rest, and to apply another side of the medicine later, and leave after the application of the medicine.

Qi Yang called Xiao Jingzhou to ask when he would come back, and asked if he had seen the key that Wen Qing had dropped. Xiao Jingzhou said that they found the key that Wen Qing had dropped as soon as they left, and he came back early. , No one answered Wen Qing's cell phone, so he wondered if he was at Qi Yang's place.

Qi Yang said he would send Wen Qing back later, Xiao Jingzhou said he was waiting at home.

Qi Yang hung up the phone, Wen Qing said, "What are you sending me for, I didn't hurt my leg."

"You said you didn't hurt your leg," Qi Yang said angrily, "Take a look to see if there is a good spot all over your body. It's lucky that you didn't hurt your bones."

Wen Qing smiled and said nothing.

Qi Yang asked him to lie down and covered him with the quilt, "You must have been scared this morning."

Wen Qing said, "It's okay, I think I'm pretty good, and I can still remember to put my hands on my head."

"Isn't that your subconscious action? I thought it was a normal reaction."

"No, it should be," Wen Qing thought for a while, "It was too chaotic at the time, and I couldn't remember it clearly. I felt that what my mother told me, always protect my head, was like saying in my ear It's the same, like a flash of light."

Qi Yang smiled, helped him tuck the quilt, and rubbed his hair again, "Don't think about it, go to sleep again, I'll send you back after dinner."

Wen Qing said, "Didn't you just talk to Jingzhou and leave after a while?"

"I'm so anxious to see him." Qi Yang turned and glanced at him before going out, "Let's go after dinner, I'll make you something rare."

Wen Qing nodded, wanted to say something, opened his mouth and closed it again.

Qi Yang added, "...I will tell him that you will go back after dinner, you...don't worry."

Qi Yang walked out, Wen Qing felt that Qi Yang seemed to want to say something else in his last sentence.

After dinner, it was already completely dark, Qi Yang had already returned the car, ignored Wen Qing's obstruction, and drove Wen Qing back in the car.

When they got downstairs, Qi Yang Qian reminded Wan Wan to remember to take medicine on time, apply some medicine from time to time, then took out the bag of medicine, and told Wen Qing what medicine to take and what to wipe, and forgot to remember when to take medicine Read the manual or something, Balabala, make Wen Qing's head bigger.

"...Okay, okay," Wen Qing interrupted Qi Yang who was talking about how to take this medicine, "I'm not stupid, why are you like this?"

"Neither stupid nor smart anyway... Look at this—uh..." Qi Yang wanted to continue talking.

"Hey——" Wen Qing covered his mouth with a slap, thought for a while, lowered his head and whispered, "... If you are really worried, then come and watch me eat..."

Seeing that Qi Yang stopped talking, Wen Qing slowly put down his hand, Qi Yang was still in a daze.

"...Why?" Wen Qing pinched him.

"Hiss—" Qi Yang came back to his senses and groaned.

He looked at Wen Qing with his head down, the night was dark and he couldn't see Wen Qing's expression clearly, Qi Yang's palm covered Wen Qing's face, feeling hot.

Qi Yang quietly looked at the person in front of him who might be embarrassed by an unintentional remark, feeling moved.

Wen Qing felt Qi Yang's hand and raised her head.

Qi Yang held Wen Qing's face in his hands, moved closer to Wen Qing, and stopped at a very close distance.

"Wen Qing," Qi Yang exhaled slowly, his voice low and hoarse, "...I like you."

After speaking, he kissed Wen Qing's lips.

When Wen Qing went upstairs, Xiao Jingzhou was repairing the lights in the corridor.

Wen Qing greeted him and went in.

It was a bit cold in the room, they didn't have any heating here, and Xiao Jingzhou was the only one in the house, so Wen Qing felt a little cold when he came in.

He felt as if he had collapsed and fell on the sofa.

He raised his hand to cover his eyes, lying on the sofa not wanting to move.

When Xiao Jingzhou came in, he saw Wen Qing shedding a line of tears under the back of his hand on his forehead.

He didn't speak, and put the replaced light bulb on the shoe cabinet, Wen Qing heard him come in, wiped his eyes and sat up, as if nothing happened.

"...Aren't you tired like this?" Xiao Jingzhou said.

"...What about Jingzhou?" Wen Qing didn't answer him, but said slowly, "...I seem to like him more and more, what should I do about Jingzhou..."

Xiao Jingzhou felt heartbroken.

Even though Wen Qing expressed his position like last time, he still couldn't let it go in the end.

What I don't care if he really likes me, what I don't care whether we have a future, what as long as I like him is enough, what we just need to have the present is enough.

It's all a lie.

Xiao Jingzhou walked over and hugged the slightly trembling Wen Qing, didn't say anything, just patted him on the back quietly.

Qi Yang had a whole day of class that lasted for several hours, but he called Wen Qing halfway, pretending to be pitiful, and humming into the microphone in the bathroom, and almost went to the bathroom because the next class was due Zhang Chi was frightened.

After Qi Yang made the phone call, he saw Zhang Chi looking at him with an obscene | smile, as if he had discovered a great secret.

Although Zhang Chi wasn't there when Qi Yang and Wen Qing came out openly, but later he found out that they had talked, and didn't ask much about the details, but all kinds of congratulations to Mr. Qi made Qi Yang even bother to talk to him.

But just now, Zhang Chi seemed to have heard something very powerful.

"Ms. Qi, hehehe, I really didn't expect that, tsk tsk tsk, love is such a wonderful thing..." Zhang Chi sighed again and again.

Qi Yang guessed that Zhang Chi had heard his phone call in the bathroom, so he washed his hands and glanced at him, "Don't force me to tell you about that shitty thing between you and Minghe."

Zhang Chi shut up immediately, it was instant kill.

In fact, Zhang Chi thought it was quite amazing. Based on his understanding of Teacher Qi and Wen Qing, Qi Yang could not be the one below. Although Qi Yang silenced him all of a sudden, he still scratched his head, puzzled.

Qi Yang glanced at him again, chuckled, little thing, what do you know.

Qi Yang taught Zhang Chi a class, and he asked Zhang Chi to play the tune that he didn't know last time.

Zhang Chi was quite reluctant, but there was nothing wrong with him. He was going to take the violin grade [-] exam recently, and he had to practice a lot of pieces, but he was not particularly proficient, and he was not at the point of playing. Very unpleasant.

Zhang Chi played the qin for a long time, Qi Yang frowned when he listened to him playing, and asked him to put the qin down for a rest, what the hell was all this playing.

Qi Yang dismissed Zhang Chi boredly, at this moment, a person came in from the door.

Qi Yang looked up.

"So...Wen Qing?!" Qi Yang was talking to Zhang Chi when he saw Wen Qing appear at the door.

Wen Qing raised the bag in Yang's hand, narrowed his eyes and said with a smile, "I'll send some condolences."

"Ah—Brother Wen!" Zhang Chi rushed over happily, took the bag from Wen Qing's hand, and looked inside, "Hey, it's all delicious! Welfare, Welfare! Thank you, Brother Wen!"

Seeing that Zhang Chi suddenly regained the excitement that a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy should have, Qi Yang ignored him and walked up to Wen Qing, "Why are you here?"

Wen Qing smiled and said, "Didn't you cry to me on the phone just now, what's wrong, you forgot so soon?"

Qi Yang was stunned, and he just talked casually, saying that he was about to be tortured to death by Zhang Chi, a little devil, and asked Master Wen to follow up to save him or something.

"You're joking, but I take it seriously." Wen Qing still had a smile on her face, with a smile on her brow.

Qi Yang secretly kissed Wen Qing's cheek while Zhang Chi was not paying attention, and whispered in his ear, "...Wen Qing, why do you think you are so cute..."

Wen Qing pushed him away, glared at him, and hit him, blushing.

"By the way, Mr. Qi, Brother Wen finally came here. You don't want to perform for others?" Zhang Chi said from a pile of snacks.

Zhang Chi knew that Qi Yang had always kept his piano in the piano store and never brought it home, and if he didn't play a song for Wen Qing in the piano store, he really had no chance.

After hearing Zhang Chi's words, Qi Yang raised his eyebrows, turned to look at Wen Qing, "Do you listen?"

Wen Qing smiled, "Can you not listen to me?"

Qi Yang walked up to Zhang Chi, took the violin that was still in the violin case, and said to Zhang Chi, "You just delay it, I'll see when you can play those few pieces."

Zhang Chi curled his lips. He asked Qi Yang to play the piano because he really didn't want to play the piano. Recently, he didn't want to play the piano at all. He might as well appreciate Teacher Qi's piano skills.

Zhang Chi seldom listens to Qi Yang playing the piano, Qi Yang is very lazy, usually he only plays that part when Zhang Chi is not good at playing the piano, he doesn’t even bother to take his own piano, it has always been Zhang Chi’s piano, today this opportunity Not much.

Qi Yang took the piano that he hadn't touched for a long time, tuned it, and said, "Then I'll play "Memories" by Deldera, which is the worst one you play."

Wen Qing said yes, you decide.

Zhang Chi sat upright. He couldn't play this piece very well, because he used a lot of high-pitched syllables and needed to change the handles continuously. He also mastered all kinds of chords.

The most important thing is that he can't recall the feeling at all.

Qi Yang put the piano on his shoulder and closed his eyes slightly.

At the beginning of the piece, the high position was used. Gently vibrato the strings, then change the strings, and pluck the strings. The faint memory slowly diffuses in the air. The room is quiet, and only the melodious sound of the piano can be heard.

Wen Qing seemed to be able to understand Qi Yang's feeling of crying when he heard his "Ya Shan Sorrow".

Listening to this piece of music, Wen Qing seems to be able to feel the sorrow that is blooming in Qi Yang's heart but has nowhere to release, it is strong but light, quietly soothing it with the violin.

At the end of the song, Wen Qing was still in a daze, Qi Yang put down the piano, walked to his side and slowly embraced his shoulders, "...how is it, is it okay?"

Zhang Chi came back to his senses, his eyes fixed.

No wonder Mr. Qi kept saying that he couldn't produce the taste, couldn't produce the feeling, and his level of pulling was too low. Now he doesn't have any complaints.

Wen Qing smiled, "It sounds good. People like me who don't know the violin at all think it's good."

Qi Yang lowered his head and kissed him, and didn't mind Zhang Chi's gaze any more. How could Zhang Chi bother him? He silently picked up his piano, completely ignored their dog-abusing couple, and decided not to torture himself.

After Qi Yang finished class, they stopped by the supermarket to buy some vegetables, Qi Yang took Wen Qing back to his home, saying that Xiao Taoer was not here today, and there were only the two of them at home.

When Qi Yang said this, his voice was low and very sexy, matched with the content of his words, Wen Qing blushed and ignored him.

The two of them went home with big bags and small bags. When they got home, Qi Yang put his things on the sofa and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. Wen Qing sorted out the things he bought, and found that Qi Yang took them at some point. A few packs of Durex, brightly colored, make your face blush.

After tidying up, he took his own things into the house, looked at the small boxes of things again, and secretly hid them, then nestled on the sofa and ate with a bag of potato chips.

"Wen Qing!" Qi Yang yelled in the kitchen as the range hood was turned on, "Don't eat, we'll eat later!"

Seeing that Wen Qing didn't answer, Qi Yang was about to call him again when he felt someone sticking to his back.

"Why did you call me?" Wen Qing poked his head out from Qi Yang's shoulder, looked at the dish that Qi Yang was cooking, closed his eyes and smelled it, "It smells, it smells so good."

Qi Yang patted him on the head with one hand, "Xiang, don't munch on trash there, we'll eat later."

"Is it almost ready?" Wen Qing looked at the vegetables in the pot.

"It will take a while, there are two more dishes."

Wen Qing turned her head and smiled at Qi Yang, "Let me help."

Qi Yang recalled the last time Wen Qing asked to cook and ended up messing up a pot of food, he gave him a disdainful look, and didn't even want to say anything about him, which made Wen Qing laugh angrily.

"You look down on me so much?" Wen Qing said.

Qi Yang glanced at him, "It's not that you haven't tried it, it's not that you look down on you, it's that you don't believe in your ability to bear it, I'm afraid you'll blow up your house."

Wen Qing laughed, "I'm not Jingzhou."

When Xiao Jingzhou was mentioned, both of them were stunned for a second.

Qi Yang poured half a bowl of water into the pot and made a sharp sound.

He said, "Boss Xiao is very busy in the store recently?"

Wen Qing thought for a while and said, "I really don't know. He hasn't come back recently, and I haven't contacted him."

Qi Yang nodded, looked at Wen Qing staring at the pot in a daze, and suddenly said, "You can wash the cabbage for me, it's in that green bag."

Wen Qing smiled, and turned around to get the bag, "I just said you need my help."

"Yes yes yes, Master Wen, please do me a favor and help me out," Qi Yang helplessly rolled his eyes at Wen Qing, turned his head and saw Wen Qing bending over to pick up cabbage, his heart suddenly softened , "...wash it carefully, don't let us eat a mouthful of mud later."

Wen Qing glared at him, but her momentum was weak, and she went to wash the vegetables.

This person doesn't have this kind of ability, he can't even get angry when he is hurt, Wen Qing thought to himself.

Qi Yang just thought it was funny when he saw his appearance, he held the pot in one hand and the shovel in the other, fried some peppers, turned on the fire, and the stir-frying was a joy.

In fact, Qi Yang really likes to cook, and every time he cooks, it gives him a sense of peace of mind.

When did this feeling start?

Qi Yang remembered when he was bringing the dishes one by one to the table.

It was the day of Ming Jin's death, when he prepared a table of dishes with great interest and opened a bottle of red wine, this feeling of peace of mind pierced deep in his heart.

Wen Qing helped to wash the vegetables, and chopped the cabbage finely with a knife, Qi Yang couldn't do it, so he had to thicken the cabbage a little, and fried the cabbage until it was mushy, the color was not very good, but the taste was still very good.

After dinner, Wen Qing rubbed her round belly, "I'm going to get fat if this continues."

Qi Yang took the dishes and chopsticks to wash, and took a look at Wen Qing, "It's better to be fatter, and only the bones are left."

"How can there be?" Wen Qing wiped the table with a rag, looked at the bones left on the table, and had a sudden thought.

"Qi Yang, let's raise a dog."

Qi Yang's hands that were washing the dishes couldn't help but pause, he poked his head out of the kitchen and looked at Wen Qing, "Are you serious?"

"En." Wen Qing nodded.

Qi Yang retracted his head, feeling a strange feeling in his heart.

"But we don't have a gentle home," Qi Yang's voice was imperceptibly quick, "We can't raise it."

Qi Yang heard the sound of splashing water in his ear, seeing that Wen Qing hadn't moved, he thought it was Wen Qing's sudden thought.

"Qi Yang," Wen Qing embraced him from behind, leaned his face against his back, listened to his pounding heartbeat, and said slowly, "Let's buy a house."