[Transmigration Book] His white moonlight became an assist

Cheng Yourang remembered a conversation with Qiao Shumu before.

At that time, Qi Chi had just been hospitalized not long ago, but his condition had stabilized.They were finally relieved, and they were able to joke about him as a pastime from time to time.

He sighed indifferently: "His company is very busy, but he is happy to be free."

At that time, Qiao Shumu was unhappy when he heard it, and clarified for him: "He is usually very busy. His old man wants to train him. As long as it is a slightly important project or a contract, he has to go through it all. That is Now, just as he clicked on his little assistant, he started sending the documents that he needed to see to the hospital."

Cheng Yourang knew that Qi Chi didn't hang up a idle job like Qiao Shumu did in his company, but he never felt that he could live a fulfilling life in that position.

First of all, he is the prince after all, no one should dare to throw the problem to him.Secondly, his golden fingers are almost full, so no matter what the business is, he should be able to handle it easily.

So of course, Cheng Yourang always thought that he was just sitting in the office and pretending to read documents, or going out to play ball with people for dinner, and engage in some kind of wine table culture.

"Really so busy?"

Qiao Shumu nodded with great emotion: "Didn't you see that when he first took office, he was so busy that his feet didn't even touch the ground. He turned around for half a month, and then he secretly went to the hospital for an infusion when he was exhausted."

Hearing his description, Cheng Yourang was skeptical, a little confused about how he could be so busy.And is he really that self-motivated?

He can fill him with golden fingers, but if any genius can't even do the most basic persistence, he will become a waste sooner or later.

Qiao Shumu told him a long list, and finally sighed: "He is far better than what you see."

No one can easily stand at the height that everyone looks up to. Before you see him, he has already climbed the long steps.

Thinking back to the present, Cheng Yourang shook his head slightly.

"You have a saying that's quite right."

Qi Chi glanced at him: "Which sentence?"

"I'm such a rascal."

What he said was serious, and there was a bit of contempt for him in his tone.Helpless and regretful, the resentment of hating iron but not steel is also properly handled.

Qi Chi was amused by him, and asked along the topic: "Why do you say that?"

"While refusing you, I'm doing these intimate things with you," Cheng Yourang paused for a moment, and commented without emotion, "In layman's terms, it's just standing up at the same time."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Qi Chi laughed angrily at him, but he didn't have time to pinch his face because he was driving.

"It's a fact. Don't take it too seriously, I might just use you as a tool for fun."

The smile on Qi Chi's face disappeared, and his expression finally became serious.He stared at the front, and deliberately said in a relaxed tone: "I sent you back this time, is it possible that I will never see you again?"

Running away at every turn was Cheng Yourang's previous thought, but now he is too lazy to have such unrealistic thoughts.

But Qi Chi still remembered that when he went to him and questioned his relationship with Qiao Shumu, he easily proposed to leave.

"If I never see you again, I will miss these two days for the rest of my life."

Cheng Yourang hadn't heard many love words, and no one had spoken to him face to face in the past 20 years.

He thinks that he is no longer a pure boy, he can listen to all kinds of dirty words, and some of the good ones can satisfy his vulgar taste.

What Qi Chi said now didn't sound like a promise, and even meant a little farewell.It might sound a bit hypocritical at his age, but he still felt hot without warning.

This feeling is like being hit in the head by someone, but the stick is actually light when it falls on the body, like cotton candy.

These two days they have been together.Qi Chi got up early this morning and took him to the beach to watch the sunrise over the sea.Later, I went to catch crabs on the edge of the trestle bridge, and walked on the path paved with blue bricks to see old houses and old trees.

They kissed in the first rays of sunlight and embraced in the shade like a couple in love.

Both of them felt that what happened in the past two days was unreal, as if when they returned to the original city, these would really become phantoms, just a fantasy.

When I see beautiful scenery, I want to share it with others, and when I eat delicious food, I want to tell others.It may be that people have a desire to share. They hope that someone can be by their side and feel their own feelings.

"Concentrate on driving."

Cheng Yourang looked away and looked out the window with a sleepy expression.

It will take several hours for them to drive back. The last time they came was at night, and they couldn't see anything clearly.He was worried that driving at night would be unsafe, so he urged people back in the afternoon.

When he was about to leave, Qi Chi held him in his arms, covered his eyes with his right hand, and lowered his head to kiss his lips.

Cheng Yourang responded cooperatively, hugged him with both hands, and put half of his body weight on him.

It was as if they knew at this moment that when they set foot on the return journey, they were two people who had nothing to do with each other.

"You can try to like me." Parking the car to the side of the road, Qi Chi looked at his profile, "If you can't do it, you can also treat me as a partner for fun."

Cheng Yourang opened his eyes: "Are you belittling yourself so much?"

Qi Chi remained silent and did not answer.

Cheng Yourang also felt that it was a bit embarrassing for him to ask such a question, and sighed: "You should like others as soon as possible."

And having said that, if he really couldn't help it and wanted to find someone crazy, Qiao Shumu was ahead of him in terms of time.

"Are you trying to persuade me?"

Cheng Yourang nodded. He felt that if Qi Chi could let go of Qiao Shumu and fall in love with him, he would be able to let go of himself and fall in love with others.In people's hearts, one or two are just passers-by.

"I know exactly who the person I like is, what his name is, what he looks like, what kind of character he is, and what smell he has. I know that he is in front of me now, and in the foreseeable future, my I only have him in my heart.”

He himself could not tell when this feeling began.It was probably the unbearable feeling that arose after seeing his desperate and painful eyes, or the surprise after seeing him break away from his pure and even a little irritable character, or it was his serious persistence, and his plain fireworks.

These small characteristics may not all seem to be commendatory, but when combined, they are the unique Cheng Yourang.This sweetheart would make his heart beat faster, and he couldn't help laughing just thinking about it.

Cheng Yourang tilted his head to avoid his sight.That didn't want to see himself in his eyes.

"How can you be sure that you don't like me as you imagined? Can you really tell the difference between me and Qiao Shumu?"

Qi Chi chuckled: "With all due respect, idealizing you is not as fascinating as your own small emotions and temper. And my liking for you has nothing to do with anyone other than us."

Cheng Yourang knew that he was not a perfect person, but he was still dissatisfied that someone told him in front of his face that you had flaws all over your body.

"Then your relationship is too weak. Didn't you like Qiao Shumu for many years? You were still enthusiastic a while ago, and you have moved on so quickly?"

"Then you should also know that it's been a long time since we separated last time. I can definitely meet someone other than him and make my heart move."

Cheng Yourang felt that there was nothing to discuss about this topic.He didn't want to be Qiao Shumu's stand-in, but compared to this, it was the worst thing for Qi Chi to like him.

As long as he doesn't entangle himself in the name of feelings, it doesn't matter whether he treats him as a substitute.

"Here, then I'm leaving."

"Ah."

Cheng Yourang quickly unbuckled his seat belt, put his hand on the doorknob, and was about to push it away when he heard him calling himself again.

"Young."

He turned to look at him: "Huh?"

"Baby."

"..."

He later explained that it was because he didn't react well that he just answered his baby.In the past two days, he has often called himself this, but he has never responded.

But Qi Chi couldn't bear to persevere, and he was not discouraged when he saw that he shouldn't.

"If I don't see you again this week," Qi Chi took his hand, printed a kiss on the back of his hand, and looked up at him with a smile, "Good morning, good afternoon, good night."

Cheng Yourang remembered that this seemed to be a line from a famous movie.But he didn't care, the words were straightforward enough for him to understand.

"Well, I'm leaving."

Cheng Yourang pulled back his hand, opened the door and got out of the car.