I was wrong, I was really wrong!

The decoration work of the restaurant is in progress, Qi Shan will go to have a look at it when he is free, and help pass a screw wrench to the master worker to help him.

As for why he is so diligent, the reason is still one word: money.

It was a long time after being eroded by resentment last time that Qi Shan learned how much money his grandfather had told him about the bankruptcy and disaster relief.It can be said that, apart from the working capital left for Qi Ma's flower shop and the necessary expenses for the decoration and opening of the tea house, the family has no savings of a dime.

Compared to Qingyu, Qi Shan seems to be the most expensive existence in the family.If he didn't realize it in this situation, he would be too heartless.

As the first manager of the teahouse, Yan He often came here to supervise the construction, although he was actually crossing the river by feeling the stones and had no experience.

On Saturday, Qing Yu was taken to the studio by the professor of their department, Qi Shan had a late sleep, woke up with nothing to do, and ran to the teahouse again.He was busy helping the workers get tools when Yan He walked in.

"Tell me, what if I bankrupt your teahouse?" Yan He asked worriedly.

Qi Shan moved the things to the designated place, patted the dust off the clothes, and found a clean place to sit down. "You don't have to worry about that, the eldest brother won't let you bankrupt my family."

Yan He dragged a bench over and sat next to Qi Shan, "I sometimes feel that I'm quite useless." After speaking, he sighed.

"Why do you think so?"

"I don't know anything, and I can't help you with anything." Yan He said disappointedly, "Yan Xi's tuition, living expenses, my parents' pension money, and even my own expenses are all given by Qi Hang. I I have never made a dime with my own hands in this life, and when I think about it, I feel that my life is a failure."

"You can't say that. Who said that a successful life means earning a lot of money? There are too many people who are rich and unkind, so what's the point of success?" Qi Shankuan comforted Yan and said, "Besides, aren't you in a special situation? To my brother Said, your life is the most useful, really. Don’t think too much, if it doesn’t help you, you should run this teahouse well first. The first step is to strive for less loss, the second step is to make no loss, and the third step is to make a small profit. Make a lot of money, the fourth part will make a lot of money, come a little bit."

Yan He was amused by him, "That's okay, I'll try hard and try to make you lose less."

"That's right, this is my wife's foundation, and I can't lose." Qi Shan looked around, the decoration of the tea house had begun to take shape, and when he looked at it like this, a kind of heroism of "this is my country" suddenly surged in his heart Come.

"By the way," Qi Shan was still intoxicated with himself, when Yan He suddenly slapped him with his arm, "What's the matter with you and Qingyu? Is what your brother said true?"

Sometimes a man's gossip is also very strong.Looking at Yan He's shining eyes, Qi Shan suddenly understood this sentence deeply.

"What did my brother say? Is it a legend of the Qi family? It's almost like that." Qi Shan wrote lightly, "At first I thought this kind of encounter was fucking, but after so long, I actually slowly accepted it."

Looking up, Yan Hezheng looked at him with indescribable eyes, Qi Shan asked puzzledly: "Is there any problem?"

"It's nothing." Yan He shook his head, "I just think it's amazing. The fate between people doesn't have to end in death."

Qi Shan smiled after hearing this, and didn't continue the topic.

The fate between him and Qingyu will indeed not end because of death, but the price to be paid is also huge.In fact, there is nothing miraculous at all, this is not a gift from heaven, but what they deserve.No, to be precise, this is what sapphire deserves.

The decoration of the teahouse is progressing little by little according to the plan, and it is finally completed in early December, and it is expected to open before New Year's Day.

"Brother." Near the end of the semester, Qing Yu entered Qi Shan's room with a embarrassed expression on her textbook.

Qi Shan was lying comfortably on the bed, the warm air from the air conditioner was blowing gently on her face, and there was a humidifier placed on the bedside table, making her feel so comfortable that she was drowsy.As soon as Qingyu entered the door, seeing his enjoying posture, and thinking about her distress, she suddenly felt sad.

Hearing the sound of the door opening and footsteps, Qi Shan lazily opened his eyes, "What's the matter?" Then he yawned, caught a glimpse of the textbook in Qingyu's hand, and asked casually, "Are you reviewing?"

Qingyu nodded and asked again: "Brother, don't you need to review?"

Qi Shan propped up her arms, slowly sat up and leaned against the head of the bed, stretched again, and answered him while moving: "If you don't work hard, the exams are just sad. I am a person who has worked hard. When you arrive at the examination room, it will be Lao Tzu's world..." As he spoke, he stretched the hem of his clothes that he had slipped on, and looked at Qingyu, "You don't mean to fail the exam, do you?"

Qingyu said frankly: "It's coming soon." He showed the textbook in his hand, a thick calculus book. "Brother, please help me make it up, I really don't understand." After speaking, he stared at Qi Shan with a look of great anticipation, as sincere as he wanted.

"..." At this moment, Qi Shan suddenly felt a heavy burden and a long way to go.

It can be said that Qingyu's mathematics level is basically still at the elementary school level.Not to mention calculus, even the slightly more complicated formulas in junior high school textbooks are beyond his comprehension.

Qi Shan resignedly turned off the air conditioner and humidifier, got out of bed, and led others to the study.

Parents are busy preparing for the opening of the teahouse, and there are various end-of-year work to do, and they have been busy for two days without touching the ground.To some extent, Qingyu is Qi Shan's current parents, and he has to follow suit.

The two entered the study room, pulled up their chairs and sat down with familiarity. The textbooks were spread out, and the long study journey began.

Qi Shan: "Your foundation is relatively weak, so let's..."

Qingyu interrupted him: "I'm sorry, but I actually don't have any basis."

Qi Shan: "...shut up. Listen carefully." He cleared his throat, "Your foundation is relatively weak, and it won't work to read college textbooks directly. There are actually some superficial explanations in high school textbooks, which are just right for you to use. Come get started. We can first understand the part of your high school knowledge, and then proceed step by step..."

After talking for a long time, he suddenly remembered, "Did you throw away my textbook?"

Qingyu was stunned for a moment, and said, "I didn't throw it away."

"That's right, you can bring it here."

Qingyu got up and went out, and within two seconds she came in again, "Which one should I take?"

Qi Shan was startled, "I forgot which one, bring them all."

A few minutes later, there was a large stack of high school math textbooks on the table in front of Qi Shan.He picked up the first book and flipped through it until the last one, but he couldn't find what he wanted. "No, why not?"

Qingyu watched from the side, and heard the words: "Could it be that you made a mistake, look for it again?"

Qi Shan had no choice but to look it up again, "No." He counted the number of textbooks, "It's true that one is missing. You can look for it again, in case you miss it."

"It might have been lost." Qingyu didn't move, pushed away the pile of textbooks, and spread out her college textbooks again, "Just use this, at worst, if you speak more carefully, I should be able to understand."

Qi Shan's eyes sized Qingyu back and forth.The latter had a frank expression, and there was nothing suspicious about it.But Qi Shan just felt something was wrong. "Sit down first, I'll go and find it for you." As he said that, he was about to get up.

"I'll go." Qingyu immediately took his hand, revealing a little eagerness in her movements.Qi Shan looked at him narrowly, "Then you go."

Qingyu went out a little annoyed, and came back with a textbook after a while.

Qi Shan took it, flipped a page casually, and after reading it for more than ten seconds, the bases of her ears turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.He closed the book abruptly, looked at Qingyu: "What kind of nonsense did you write?"

Qingyu touched the tip of her nose, her eyes subconsciously avoided Qi Shan, "It's not what I want to write."

"How could someone force you to write this stuff?" Qi Shan didn't believe it.

"It was written for others." Qingyu said.Seeing that Qi Shan's ears turned red after he finished speaking, he immediately realized that he might have made a mistake, "It was written for others, not for you."

Qi Shan's expression changed instantly.His ears quickly returned to normal color, and his eyes looked a little cold: "Write it for others? Can love letters be written for others?"

Things seem a little serious.Qingyu looked at Qi Shan's expression, and this message suddenly appeared in her mind.

"My deskmate in high school asked me to write it for his girlfriend. He dictated it, and I wrote it for him, and then I edited it a little bit. At that time, I couldn't understand the class... Anyway, I wrote it down in the textbook."

Qi Shan picked up the textbook again, and flipped through it roughly. At least a dozen or so pages were covered with densely packed small characters, most of which were short paragraphs of words.He was a little displeased in his heart, but suddenly smiled on his face, and said to Qingyu: "The writing is not bad, then his girlfriend must be very happy after reading it." After he finished speaking, he put the book down, "I'm sleepy, you first put the book away." Read this book, and call me after you finish reading."

Seeing that he was about to leave, Qingyu hurriedly held him back, "Sorry, I shouldn't have agreed to do this kind of favor."

Qi Shan turned around and looked at him, "What is there to apologize for? This trivial matter is nothing. You should read the book first." After speaking, she got rid of Qing Yu's hand and left the study.

Back in her room, Qi Shan lay down on the bed, her mind was a little messed up.He never thought that he was also a very possessive person.

To put it bluntly, Qingyu was just doing someone else a favor.But he cared very much, so it’s fine to help, why write it in his textbook?On the day when Qingyu was in class for the first time, he dug out his textbooks on the way, and seeing Qingyu's appearance, he thought he cared about those old books.But he casually wrote the love letter written for others in the textbook, which made Qi Shan unable to ignore it.

Qi Shan buried her face in the pillow, thinking a little sadly, how could he become so stingy, not generous at all.He also thought, when did sapphire become so important, writing a few pages of broken characters could make him angry.

Qingyu hesitated outside Qi Shan's room door for a long time, and finally opened his room door cautiously.Qi Shan lay on the bed, couldn't see her face, and didn't know if she was asleep or not.

"Didn't you tell me to call me after you finish reading the book?" Qi Shan's voice sounded suddenly, and Qing Yu was shocked by the suddenness.

"Brother, are you awake?"

"I haven't fallen asleep yet." Qi Shan got up and sat on the edge of the bed with her slippers on, "Have you finished reading your book?"

Qingyu didn't reply, she stepped forward a few steps and squatted down in front of Qi Shan, with one knee almost touching the ground.Qi Shan was startled by his posture similar to kneeling on one knee, and was stunned and did not speak.

"When I was still alive," Qingyu gently held Qi Shan's hand and looked up at him, "Most people didn't have the opportunity to read and practice calligraphy when they were young, so it was very common to write letters for others. Maybe I haven't I have learned many concepts of this era, but I have not been able to convert them, and I will pay attention to them in the future.”

"Xu Jinfan is my deskmate in high school. He said that love letters are very important, but his handwriting is ugly. He didn't want his handwriting to spoil the atmosphere, so he asked me to write it for him. Those in the textbook should be regarded as excerpts. He said so. I will write down the good ones. But not all of them are written for him, sometimes when he gets tired of reading, he will scribble a few sentences by himself.” At this point, Qingyu paused, “Sometimes I also want to I’ll learn from him and write something for you. But I’m afraid I still can’t get used to it, so I wrote the beginning several times and gave up.”

He said it with a serious face, Qi Shan just took advantage of the slope to get off the donkey, "I'm not angry, I'm really sleepy."

Qingyu didn't expose him, but pulled him with a smile.Being led by him, Qi Shan leaned forward, and the two kissed so logically.Qingyu's lips are soft and cool, and Qi Shan associates it with jelly.He was so tired of his own thoughts that he got goosebumps, but his heart suddenly became lighter.

He suddenly realized that he might have fallen in love with this ghost.Although this feeling is not very strong, he needs to savor it carefully to feel it.

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