born to you

Li Qi quickly figured it out. For a person like He Jing, no reaction is a normal reaction. If he is really shocked, something is wrong.

He Jing stood up and walked behind Li Qi, stretched out his hand and snorted through his soft hair, and forcibly calmed down: "Actually, Luo Mingshan has always thought that the two of you look alike."

Ouch, what he touched was brother Li Zuo's hair!

Li Qi was completely unaware of his thoughts, remembering that his classmates once joked that he looked like Li Zuo, he was a little helpless: "I thought I would be more handsome than him."

He Jing finally touched enough, put away his hands, returned to the opposite sofa and curled up into a ball, affirming: "You are more handsome than him."

These light and fluffy words were unexpectedly useful in Li Qi's ears, and he immediately became happy, wishing he could hold He Jing and spin around in the air.

He smiled and said, "Really? I thought we both looked like you and would say we were both handsome!"

He Jing took a closer look at Li Qi's facial features through the lens. From eyes to lips, he looked at it majesticly enough, and made a conclusion that he had drawn a long time ago: "It's just that the facial features are somewhat similar, but the temperament of the two of you totally different."

"I like you like that."

What he said was a little ambiguous, and Li Qi blushed a little, but he soon sobered up. He Jing just liked his temperament politely, so he couldn't take it too seriously.

But still very happy!

Once Li Qi is happy, he will inevitably show off his skills.

He plucked the guitar lightly with his fingers, and played a series of lingering and long chords. He said while playing: "When I was young, I learned music and dance with my brother, but he is much better than me. The song I played just now The song is said to be created by the two of us together, but in fact I just hummed a few tunes of the chorus, just two lines, and my brother integrated them together to write this song."

"My love for this field is no less than his, but my talent is no less than his. It took me a long time to write a song like this." He looked at He Jing with starlight in his eyes, "Brother Jing, would you like to listen to it?" ?”

He Jing doesn't understand the beauty and ugliness of music, he can only hear whether it is comfortable or not, but there is no doubt that he wants to listen to this original song by Li Qi.

Whether it was out of respect for Li Qi, or to explore and understand him better, in short, he nodded.

People say that appearances come from the heart, so does the song written by Li Qi also represent him?

After Li Qi got the response, without further ado, he continued to play the few chords of the prelude, and softly sang this little love song when he met someone for the first time.

In fact, it is not always true that it has been written in these years, because it has only recently started to be written.

After he met He Jing.

However, he didn't dare to write the lyrics too explicitly. In some places, he simply used "la la la" instead of the past, so that there is no serious lyrics yet.

It's really too hasty to just sing He Jing to the semi-finished product.

But he couldn't stop sharing everything he had with He Jing, whether it was his hidden identity or his hidden feelings towards He Jing.

Li Qi's song is too clean. Although there are no lyrics, he almost hummed the whole song, but he felt a kind of care and cherish for no reason. At the same time, the accompaniment of the acoustic guitar is clear and not complicated.

He kept smiling as he hummed, his crow-feather eyelashes cast heavy shadows on his curved eyelids, and a small dimple showed on his left cheek.

Along with the singing, He Jing was fascinated.

After playing and singing, Li Qi was a little embarrassed: "As expected, I am still not as good as Li Zuo. It has been so long since I wrote the song, and I haven't even written the lyrics."

But He Jing was very surprised: "I don't think there is anything that you can't compare to Li Zuo. You are also very good."

Li Qi, who had been praised by He Jing twice in a row, felt a little flustered, and excitedly wanted to do a set of math papers to calm down.

He Jing's heart was also in agitation.

He doesn't know how to appreciate, but if he insists on what he says, then, the mood in Li Qi's songs is probably the purity and cherishment that only people have when facing the one they like.

...suddenly turned sour!

Why does this kid still write love songs?

Li Qi couldn't feel his psychological changes. Who made He Jing keep his face calm no matter what changes in his heart, he begged out of time: "If it's possible, Brother Jing, I want you Help me write lyrics."

He Jing opened her mouth to refuse.

Don't do it!

You wrote to your little lover, why should he write lyrics?

But when he raised his eyes and met those eyes full of affection, the resolute words rolled in his throat twice, but he couldn't utter them.

...I was really scared of him.

"Wait until I'm free." He Jing had no choice but to plan to delay the attack first.

Li Qi was very happy, so the first piece he wrote was written together with He Jing.

He Jing looked at the unconcealable joy on Li Qi's face, felt very uncomfortable, and began to look around the room impatiently.

He was more interested in the hills of vinyl records on the shelves.

But because he was in someone else's house, he still asked politely.

Li Qi naturally had no objection: "Look at it casually. But I didn't expect you to do research on this."

"Have you researched it?" He Jing walked over and flipped through it casually. Looking at the cover, many of them were collector's editions he had heard from Wang Yao, "But you have quite a collection."

"My brother bought them before. He treasured them to death. After he left home and became a monk, he kept them at my aunt's house for safekeeping. I didn't know where these records went until I moved in."

...It seems to have heard the gossip of the traffic superstar?

He Jing didn't ask in detail, and after studying the record, he politely asked Li Qi to help him tinker with the record player.

But he couldn't tell why.

Li Qi saw that He Jing had learned how to use the vinyl record player correctly, and he had saved several records for him to listen to, so he left the study contentedly and went to prepare lunch.

He Jing was startled, not aware that the time passed so quickly, they had already stayed in the study for two hours in a blink of an eye.

... The important thing is that he is not very hungry.

When it comes to eating, He Jing always seeks truth from facts, if she is not hungry, she will definitely not eat.

Ren Liqi's persuasion was useless.

All right, don't eat if you don't eat it, and you can't force it.

After lunch at noon, He Jing was placed in the bedroom by Li Qi to rest, while he himself wrote music in the study with headphones on, until four o'clock in the afternoon when he quietly opened the door to get things, in order to avoid He Jing being disturbed After waking up, he entered the room and saw that he was leaning on the bedside reading a book, and greeted Li Qi dejectedly when he saw Li Qi coming.

The most direct consequence of not eating well is that you start to get hungry at three o'clock in the afternoon. By this time, He Jing is already so hungry that her chest is pressed against her back.

Seeing his listless look, Li Qi felt a little distressed, but because he lived alone, he didn't store any snacks at home, so he immediately suggested: "Brother Jing, you wait for me at home first, I'll go to the supermarket to buy vegetables and come back. What would you like to eat tonight?"

"...I didn't think about it."

This was a tricky question, so he could only answer that he would go to the supermarket with Li Qi, hoping to find something he wanted to eat.

He Jing said, "Wait for me."

As he spoke, he walked to the living room, wrapped himself in a cotton coat, and was about to go out.

Li Qi grabbed his coat and hat and dragged him back into the house: "What are you going to do?"

He Jing replied logically: "Go home and change clothes. I can't go out in pajamas, it's so thin."

Li Qi understands the truth, but there is no possibility of letting He Jing go back to his home, he immediately stated: "You can wear my clothes first, and you can go home and change now, the house is full of It's cold, and it's easy to catch cold."

Ask, what is the best thing to catch He Jing's heart in March [-]th weather?

Heating, of course.

He Jing gave up resistance, gave in directly, followed Li Qi back to the house and changed into a set of his clothes.

Usually, I didn't think that Li Qi's clothes were actually one size bigger than his.

... Li Qi was obviously about the same height as him, but he was actually quite strong.

He Caizi didn't expect that it was because he lived a life of bigu cultivating immortals every day, so he didn't have any flesh on his body, and Li Qi originally exercised a lot, and he couldn't tell it through his clothes, but he should have a lot of healthy flesh.

Although the clothes were one size too big, they were all wrapped in cotton clothes, and there was nothing wrong with them, except that the neckline was a bit windy.

Before going out, the careful Li Qi pulled out a big red scarf to help He Jing tie it.

He Jing looked at the indescribable agitation under her neck, endured it, but finally said nothing.

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

Fortunately, there is a large chain supermarket not far from the entrance of the community, and it is quite convenient to buy snacks and vegetables at ordinary times, and it has become the best choice for the two of them at this time.

As soon as he went out, He Jing put his hands in his pockets and hid the lower half of his face under the scarf as much as possible. He thought about it, in this kind of weather, life-saving is the most important thing, and the color of the scarf is something outside of him.

Li Qi followed behind him, snickering seeing him shrinking into a shrimp.Sneaking a few times, he walked up quickly and pointed to the dark clouds in the sky: "Brother Jing, it might snow today."

"Good snow."

Although he is a little boy in science, he also understands a proverb called "it's not cold when it snows, and it's cold when skiing is cold". If it really snows, as long as there is no wind, then he will not be afraid.

This is the day, gray and depressing.

Li Qi understood: "It won't be too cold by then, and the weather forecast didn't say that there will be wind in these two days."

He Jing was very happy to hear such an answer: "In this way, I can ask Luo Mingshan out to see the snow. No...he has a girlfriend this year, and he is probably busy with dating."

Thinking of this, he was a little frustrated.

In previous years, whenever it snowed, He Jing would take Wang Yao out with Luoming Mountain.

Looking at today's weather, it might snow tonight, but Wang Yao returned to his hometown, and Luo Mingshan probably wants to spend some romance with his girlfriend.

He was left alone.

Li Qi took the initiative and said, "I know there is a good place to see the snow scene, do you want to go?"

He Jing was very moved, but he didn't know when it would snow, so he didn't agree, and sneaked into the supermarket, and said to Li Qi, "Let's talk about dinner first."

Li Qi responded with a grunt, and followed behind him pushing the cart tirelessly.

As soon as you enter the store, two people who know how to live and those who can't live will have their own opinions:

He Jing saw that the sushi was pretty good, so take it.

Li Qi saw that the seasonal vegetables on the shelves were quite fresh, so he asked He Jing what kind of vegetables he liked, and took two catties with him.

He Jing saw that the egg tart was freshly baked, so he took it.

Li Qi pushed the cart around and saw that the quality of the meat today was good, so he bought two yuan according to the recipe for tonight.

He Jing smelled good taste of fried chicken, take it.

Li Qi remembered that the seasonings at home were almost gone, and recalled He Jing's usual taste of eating, like chili pepper pepper powder oil salt sauce vinegar.

……

Li Qi walked around contentedly and came back, stopped He Jing's evil little hand when he was trying to put down the second box of crispy puffs in the shopping cart, and looked at him seriously: "What about dinner tonight?"

"Eat, I didn't say I wouldn't eat."

"Then you still have so many snacks," Li Qi pointed to the mountain of small snacks piled up, "If you don't eat well all day, it will definitely be bad for your health."

Touching his conscience, He Jing has never considered whether it is good for his body or not.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Li Qi continued to scare him: "And most of these things are cold, you will definitely have a stomachache after eating them."

...It seems that this is indeed the case.

He Jing looked at the sushi and puffs in the shopping cart reluctantly, said goodbye to them without saying a word, and let Li Qi put them back where they were, and replaced them with small appetizing fruits.