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Li Qi returned to the kitchen with a big bag and a small bag, and first cut half a bowl of ginger paste and soaked it in water with white vinegar.

He Jing can't eat fishy fish and likes to eat river fresh seafood, but he is allergic to alcohol, so he can only cut ginger and soak meat to remove the fishy smell.

Fortunately, the taste of white vinegar can dilute Jiang Xin a little, otherwise He Jing would probably pull his face.

He was quite surprised when he came to He Jing's kitchen in the morning. He Jing, a person who never cooks with a fire and at most burns instant noodles, has a pretty complete kitchen.

All kinds of frying pans and casseroles are neatly stacked in the cabinet, but they are all covered with a layer of plastic packaging, and they have not been used at first glance.

To be honest, Li Qi has never seen a person renting a house temporarily who would decorate the house with such a sense of life. Maybe some people can really pay attention to the display of the items in the house in the most comfortable way, but they have never seen A man who never cooks buys kitchen utensils.

After all, it is a temporary shelter, and it is only in the past few years of college.

unless……

He Jing plans to never return to Linliang.

With a heavy heart, Li Qi fished out a pot, put water in it, boiled it and scalded it, and put the spatula and insulated lunch box together to sterilize it, and then began to prepare He Jing's loving dinner.

He Jing felt that it was a huge mistake for him not to block the group group of the Student Union of the Faculty of Arts when he went out, because his mobile phone kept beeping or buzzing, disturbing him so much that he couldn't read quietly.

If it weren't for the fear that Li Qi would call with something he couldn't find when he was away from home, he would have already muted or turned off his phone.

He looked at the watch on his wrist again, this group of people had been crazy for more than two hours for some reason.

He Jing couldn't bear it anymore, picked up the phone and clicked on the group chat.

The overwhelming group chat messages were obviously out of reach at a glance. He flipped through them a few times and guessed the reason for these people's excitement.

...The husband of the little nurse who gave him the water of life in the morning is coming to give a concert.

He clicked on a webpage link sent by Qu Anan screaming frantically, which contained a high-definition close-up of Li Zuo's big face and the arrangement for the national tour in the second half of this year.

Tickets are quite expensive, about 400 for svip, and he has to read nearly ten manuscripts to afford it, and even the last row that focuses on participation is more than [-].

Tsk tsk tsk, congratulations to Li Zuo for becoming a king of singers. At this price, he still looks down on him.

Look down on economically.

Li Qi served out the milky white stewed fish soup, pretentiously chopped green onion and ginger and placed it on a plate, and tightened the lid of the thermos.

He glanced at the time, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon, which happened to be the No. 20 hour of He Jing's bigu cultivation.

As soon as he put the phone back into his pocket, the phone vibrated again.

Yo ho, He Jing is so hungry that he is dizzy and took the initiative to call himself to urge him to eat?

Li Qi happily took out his mobile phone, and his face collapsed after taking a look.

"Hey, Mr. Zhao. Is there something wrong? Hang up if nothing happens."

Zhao Feng almost wanted to scold him: "I hung up just now, you don't want me to call you? Believe it or not, you hung up this year?"

Li Qi was a rogue in every possible way, and said indifferently, "You can hang up if you like, and I'm not going to ask for a scholarship."

"Then I'll die for that guy who is rebuilding." Zhao Feng pinched his life gate.

Sure enough, Li Qi flattered him immediately: "Ms. Zhao! Brother Feng! Don't, don't, don't! If you have anything to say, can I not agree?"

Only then did Zhao Feng feel a little satisfied, and said, "Someone can cure you. Do you know that your brother will be on tour next week?"

Li Qi really didn't know, he was a little confused: "You said Li Zuo? Didn't he say that he will make music this year? Why can't he continue and go on tour?"

Zhao Feng laughed and said: "Your brother just called me and I asked him the same thing. He said he had no inspiration, and he would go on tour and gather around to see if he could write it down. He said that the first stop is Jinhua, and then he will touch it quietly. Sneak out and let's get together."

Li Qi had no objection: "Jubai, why did you make a special call about this matter?"

"That's not true..." Zhao Feng was a little twitchy, "I want you to help me tell your brother to reserve two seats in the front row... I want to take the female teacher from the music school to see, she also likes Li Zuo."

Li Qi smacked his lips: "Tsk tsk, how does it feel to have your brother become a rival in love, Mr. Zhao?"

Zhao Feng blushed: "Remember to tell me, I told your brother directly that I am afraid that he will keep a ticket for me, that would be inappropriate."

"How could Li Zuo be so generous? I have to buy my own tickets to go to his concert!" Li Qi asked, "Are you two playing tricks behind my back?"

Zhao Feng perfunctory him: "Go and visit your child's house..."

Li Qi countered: "I'm not young, I already have a partner."

Zhao Feng pierced his heart: "Come on, you, your partner agrees with you?"

"..." Li Qi forced his composure, "He will agree."

"Tch——" Zhao Feng didn't expose him, "Okay, what should you do? By the way, I heard that He Jing was hospitalized with appendicitis?"

Just as Li Qi wanted to express his gratitude to Zhao Feng for his concern, Zhao Feng passed on his next words: "Then you remember to ask him to issue a hospital certificate, otherwise I will have to hang up for him if he has asked for leave more than three times, and he will have to rehabilitate."

Li Qi couldn't believe it: "Can't you give him a back door for my sake?"

Zhao Feng dismissed it: "How much is your face worth?"

Li Qi asked: "Is Li Zuo's ticket worth it?"

Zhao Feng changed his words in an instant: "Okay, sir, isn't it just a sports rehab! Just live!"

Li Qi hung up the phone with satisfaction.

After leaving He Jing's house, he first went to a nearby restaurant to pack a portion of beef noodles with him, and then took a taxi back to the hospital.

Time was running out, he didn't have time to cook a meal, and...he really disliked the clear soup and lack of water in the patient's meal.

I had eaten this beef noodle in this neighborhood before and it was not bad. Sure enough, He Jing thought so too. As soon as Li Qi entered the ward, He Jing put down the book and followed the smell.

Li Qi set up the dining table with a smile, opened the lid of the insulated box, and pushed the steaming fish soup to He Jing.

He Jing struggled desperately, and twisted the spoon to scoop up several handfuls, but found nothing in it except shredded coriander, green onion and ginger: "Is this the bath water for bass? It didn't even fall off the scales?"

"What are you talking about, you've scratched your scales."

Li Qi opened the beef noodle lunch box as he spoke, and the room was filled with aromas. The aroma of beef and the aroma of the exclusive oil and chili wafted into the nostrils, which made people move their index fingers.

He Jing glanced at his clear soup with a complicated mood, and then at Li Qi's rich colors.

This difference is not usually large.

more importantly.

"I don't have a single piece of fish here, you asked him to add meat to the beef noodles?!"

This gap between rich and poor is simply too obvious!

Li Qi took a sip of the noodles and said inarticulately: "You can only take fluids now, nothing else..."

He Jing stirred in the lunch box, seeing that even a piece of oil did not float up on it, she was heartbroken: "Isn't there sesame oil in my kitchen? It doesn't cost you to drop a couple of drops."

Li Qi's answer was reasonable: "Of course, the lighter you are, the better."

His sincerity and sincerity made He Jing almost feel that he would die after the postoperative complications caused by the sesame oil.

He Jing quietly put the spoon into Li Yu's bowl, ready to scoop up some pieces of beef without anyone noticing.

Li Wei, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed, took the chopsticks and pressed the spoon, and took off the spoon and the beef.

"Why are you so disobedient? You can't digest other things now. Are you afraid you will go back to the operating room if you grab another piece of beef?" Li Wei squeezed He Jing's spoon and washed the red oil on it with water. Dropped it, put it in his lunch box, and coaxed, "I'll make crab roe tofu for you tomorrow when you feel better? Drink the fish soup first, it's good for your wound."

He Jing let out an "oh" before she was willing to take a spoonful and put it into her mouth.

He Jing drank the fish soup crazily, and suddenly found that the taste of the fish soup was not as unpalatable as he imagined.

"The smell of ginger is not as strong as I imagined." He Jing commented casually.

Li Qi said: "Only ginger water is used, and white vinegar is added, so it can cover some ginger flavor."

He Jing nodded to show his approval.

Li Qi asked casually: "I see that your kitchen is quite complete? Do you often cook by yourself?"

"...No." He Jing finished the fish soup and closed the lid of the lunch box.

Li Qi asked again: "Then are you going to learn how to cook?"

"...No, but someone will always do it." He Jing wiped his mouth, took the thermos cup casually, unscrewed the lid, blew on it and took a sip of water.

Li Qi also finished his meal, packed up his plastic packing box, and went to wash with the insulated lunch box, without saying a word.

He knew He Jing's "someone" and didn't refer to him.

Sure enough, He Jing leaned against the head of the bed and stared at Li Qi's busy back without moving: "Li Qi, you have to understand the reason why I can coexist peacefully with you now."

Li Qi tried his best to suppress his anger and said, "I know. You don't think there is any need to be angry with me."

"This is indeed a reason." He Jing said, "What's more, I have already written it off in my mind."

"Whether it is those who have loved or hated, I have forgotten what should be forgotten."

He Jing's voice is neither sad nor happy, coupled with his unique poker face, it does seem somewhat convincing.

Li Qi sneered: "You have a big heart."

"I'm not an open-minded person," He Jing retorted, "but you're right, there's no need for me to be angry with you. Now, for the sake of sending me to the hospital at a critical moment, I'm sorry I will not pursue the matter, but that does not mean that I can tolerate you in other matters."

"But I never thought about anything other than 'other things'." Li Qi wiped his hands, turned around and looked at him straight.

For some reason, He Jing was still staring at the person's back just now, but now she suddenly looked at each other and moved her eyes uncomfortably.

"That's your own business, please adjust your emotions." He Jing said, "But I have indeed come out, whether it is the previous relationship or the previous gloomy years."

Li Qi was furious: "Is it dark for you to be with me?"

He Jing said calmly: "Objectively speaking, it's not, it's even very sweet, but the burnout after bearing the sweetness is really gloomy for me."

Li Qi rushed forward and pinched his mandible, forcing He Jing to look at him.

He Jing smiled: "If you had been more sincere and showed your true character instead of blindly walking in Zhang Juan's shadow, maybe we would have gone further..."

"But to no avail."

"There will always be a day when the sweetness runs out."

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This period of time is really exhausted...exhausted...exhausted...