Chapter 82: sticky

The time is getting late, Xingchen Qi is afraid of Qin Lao's blood pressure spike from driving at night, and Ye Bai simply ate a hot pot, then embarked on the road home.

Before entering the gate, he deliberately borrowed a mirror from Ran An to adjust his expression. When he asked the security guard to open the door, the security guard was surprised: "Young master, do you have a happy occasion?"

Xingchen Qi : "?"

"I feel that you are particularly happy."

"...... Home, of course happy, " Xingchen Qi can only face, "I go in first, you rest early."

"Hey, okay!"

He is so happy to be so obvious? Xingchen Qi simply want to collapse, deep breath three rounds, press open their own fingerprint lock.

"Swish--" four eyes like flying arrows, nailed to him in unison.

Xingchen Qi was confused for a few seconds, he always felt that the family gathered too often during this period, especially like discussing something important.

Even Yuji Qi, forgot to make soup for his dearest brother.

"Xing Xing," she asked, "have you eaten tonight? I asked Aunt Zhang to cut a fruit plate for you and bring it right away."

"Well, there is no hurry," Xingchen Qi sat down under Xiaoming Qi, "Dad, how is your health?"

When he heard that his youngest son was concerned about his health first thing when he came home, Xiaoming Qi's worried expression instantly turned into a loving one, "Don't worry, I'm in good health."

"That's good. Brother, has the company been busy lately? Sis, it's time to change the season, do you have enough new clothes to wear? Ze Jia, is the midterm exam coming up, are you ready for it?"

Brother, sister and brother have been moved to, scrambled to answer: "the same old!" , "Enough to wear!" , "Better than last time!"

Xingchen Qi saw that everything was fine at home, thinking that we might just get together and simply chat, and breathed a sigh of relief, "I ate the hot pot before I came back, and now there is still a hot pot smell on my clothes. I'm going to take a shower first, I'll be right down."

Yuji Qi told him to go quickly, and when her brother disappeared in the doorway of the room, she immediately changed her face.

"Who do you think Xing Xing ate his hot pot with?"

"It must be with the surname Park." Jiaze Qi gritted her teeth.

" Xiao Yun ," Qi father looked to his eldest son on the opposite sofa, "just now to where ...... Yes, how do you feel about that young man?"

"With my years of experience in looking at people, no matter the looks, connotation are good, family history according to the survey can also be, is ......"

"That's what?" Jiaze Qi shifted her butt in anxiety, " Xiao Yun brother you don't say half of what you say!"

"It is ......" Yunxiao Qi helplessly said, " Xing Xing seems to be particularly particularly fond of him, eaten to death by him, I'm afraid Xing Xing is bullied."

At these words, the remaining three faces changed in unison - little Xing Xing is the most precious treasure of their Qi family, how can she be bullied by others!

Then Yuji Qi reacted, "I think it should not be. I watched Xing Xing's show and felt that Ye Bai was very protective of Xing Xing and seemed to be very good to Xing Xing ...... The first thing you forgot was that Ye Bai saved Xing Xing's life when he ran into a creepy guy at the party."

"Having said that ......"

After a moment of silence, Xiaoming Qi concluded, "Since Xing Xing likes that boy, I have to see him with my own eyes, or I don't feel comfortable."

Jiaze Qi hammered the coffee table, "I also want to see what kind of goods abducted my brother!"

"Well, then," Yuji Qi suggested, "let's split up. I'll go first, then Ze Jia, and Dad will go last."

"OK, agreed, it's a deal!"

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A few days away from home, Xingchen Qi is actually thinking most about Xuan Tao.

Jiaze Qi's choice to tutor Xuan Tao and regulate Xuan Tao's emotions was a reluctant one, and the risk factor was relatively high. He was not sure if Xuan Tao would open his heart in Jiaze Qi's company, but decided to go over and take a look.

When he arrived at the hospital during morning activity hours, his caregiver was walking Xuan Tao slowly down the hallway.

When she saw her employer coming, the caregiver stopped in her tracks. Xingchen Qi indicated that she did not need to greet her, walked over to Xuan Tao and said tentatively, "The sun does not shine in the corridor, do you want to go out and take a look?"

Not surprisingly, Xuan Tao shook his head.

Xingchen Qi was already satisfied to be able to take care of him instead of being indifferent, and her voice was soft: "Okay, the corridor is also good."

Xuan Tao didn't say anything and continued to walk forward.

Xingchen Qi was a meter away, following Xuan Tao's side, and Guang Yu observed his movements. Xuan Tao is no exception to the general weakness of seriously ill patients, and he has a hard time walking, stopping every few meters to rest for a few minutes.

But he didn't give up and kept going for two round trips before returning to the ward and sitting on the edge of the bed.

Xingchen Qi realized something and pretended to chat with him: " How is Ze Jia's tutoring going?"

Instead of answering Xingchen Qi's question, Xuan Tao asked, "Did you ask him to come and give me a tutorial?"

This question is not easy to answer, Xingchen Qi did not pause at all and directly admitted: "It's me. But you have been studying with Ze Jia for so long, you should know his character, if he does not want to, even if I force him, he will not come."

Xuan Tao froze.

"So don't be afraid to bother him, talk to him directly if you need help, he's more than willing to help you."

Xingchen Qi pause, "and I let him come to have their own personal feelings - his bottom is too thin, now temporary assault and building on the beach, especially unstable. So I hope you can help him solidify the foundation, sort of mutual help."

Xuan Tao did not say anything for a long time, he did not expect Jiaze Qi to come voluntarily, and he did not expect Xingchen Qi to have such a real personality.

He thought Xingchen Qi would lie to him and suddenly had a good feeling about Xingchen Qi.

"...... Well," for a long time, he mosquito-like thin response, " Jiaze Qi foundation is not generally weak, the simplest formula can not be memorized, temper is not very good."

Bad temper? Xingchen Qi was surprised: "Did he bully you?"

"No, it's just easy to get anxious when discussing issues."

I told you, Jiaze Qi could not lose his temper with Xuan Tao, who had no power to fight back. Xingchen Qi breathed a sigh of relief, "I'll tell him to temper himself later."

"It's okay, no need." Xuan Tao's face for the first time showed emotions other than melancholy, "He's fine like this, let him keep it up, I ...... I can endure."

This time it was Xingchen Qi's turn to be stunned.

"Good," Xingchen Qi said sincerely, "thank you for your willingness to help him."

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Apparently, Xuan Tao's condition is developing in the right direction. Xingchen Qi was in a good mood and repeatedly told the nursing staff to take good care of Xuan Tao and to contact him if there were any abnormalities, and left the ward humming a song.

When he reached the elevator shaft, Jing Liang, who was doing his routine room inspection, appeared in the elevator. When he saw Xingchen Qi, he was silent for a few seconds before getting out of the elevator: "Xing Xing, you're back."

Xingchen Qi was prepared to run into Jing Liang, his expression was calm: "I came back yesterday."

"Come to see Xuan Tao?"

"Yes."

"How is he emotionally?"

"It's pretty good."

"Then I will not go first, wait for noon," Jing Liang silent for a moment, "come are here, do you want to ...... to sit in my office?"

Last time because of Jing Liang, Ye Bai was angry for several days. In order not to have a similar situation again, and to find out whether Tao Tao has contact with Jing Liang, Xingchen Qi decided to have a good talk with him again.

Jing Liang and his mentor are specialists who come for clinical and consultation, so they do not work in the general doctor's office. Jing Liang poured a glass of water for him, and the two of them sat down on either side of the desk.

There was a thick pile of cases next to the desk, including Xuan Tao's. Xingchen Qi asked a few questions about her condition. Xingchen Qi asked a few questions about his condition, and after understanding it clearly, he said, seemingly unintentionally, "Is Xuan Tao's sister coming these days?"

Jing Liang raised an eyebrow: "You seem to be very concerned about her."

"Mainly because she cares about Xuan Tao," Xingchen Qi excuses, "she often comes to see Xuan Tao, which helps Xuan Tao's condition."

"No," Jing Liang said, "but Xuan Tao has been in good shape lately, probably because Ze Jia has been giving him extra lessons."

She really didn't come, and Xingchen Qi's suspicion of Tao Tao grew stronger and stronger.

"By the way," Xingchen Qi looked at the door, did not hear anyone passing, lowered his voice, "there is something I want to tell you."

He said these words when the eyes flowing, the corners of the mouth slightly up, some kind of effort to hide but how can not hide the joy from the bottom of the heart, from the limbs, from the internal organs, from the hot blood burst out together.

It makes the whole person so vivid and vibrant.

Jing Liang eyes suddenly can not move away.

However, the next sentence was like a pot of ice water poured down on his head, he heard the person across the table whisper, "I'm in love."

Five short words.

It took Jing Liang a long time to understand what this meant.

--The "let go" I said that day was not a lie.

Xing Xing, who has liked him for a long time, now likes someone else.

The hand clutching the pen can't help but clench, knuckles from excessive force out of the blue and white color, Jing Liang voice difficult, "the other side ...... Is it Ye Bai?"

I didn't expect Jing Liang to guess, Xingchen Qi's nerves suddenly tightened. But he could not answer, nor did he want to answer, and kept silent with his eyes downcast.

Jing Liang is a smart person, from Xingchen Qi's reaction, he knew he guessed right, and his sense of loss was even heavier.

"I promised to share everything with you," Xingchen Qi deliberated, "Please try to help me keep it a secret, okay?"

It is better not to tell, at least he can still hypnotize himself, and when Xing Xing figured it out will come back to him.

"...... Okay," Jing Liang said with a bitter smile, "I'll keep your secret."

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On this day, Jing Liang left work early, unprecedentedly.

The doctors at Jing'an Hospital were initially unconvinced by the young man, believing that a graduate student was not qualified to intervene as a specialist.

Later they found that he had not only theory but also experience in the immune system and often proposed effective treatment plans, and gradually they became more and more convinced of him and their relationship became better and better.

In the dressing room, Jing Liang was distracted by the change of clothes, a young doctor came up, "Jing, what's wrong, not in a good mood?"

Jing Liang perfunctorily: "It's okay."

"Bad mood needs to relax and unwind. I know a private club wine good, play a lot, and privacy is quite strong, will not affect your promotion hiring, with me to play go ah?"

Jing Liang is somewhat impressed.

"Let's go," the young doctor was eager to get close to him and continued to persuade, "I'll be the host, let's not drink too much and leave after the game."

"...... All right, no need for you to host, it's my treat." Jing Liang leaves with the young doctor.

The club that the young doctor took him to was quite nice, and the entrance needed to be checked for carrying camera equipment such as pinhole cameras on the body, and the private rooms were fully enclosed. The two men even saw a familiar singer during their trip upstairs, so they could see that it was indeed very private.

After opening the private room, Jing Liang directly asked for two bottles of foreign wine. Do not order songs without talking, open the wine is to drink.

The young doctor was able to accompany him at first, but later he was also scared by his desperate attitude, Jing Liang drank three glasses, he accompanied a glass.

Even so, after another twenty minutes of drinking, the young doctor was too drunk to win and fell asleep directly on the couch.

Jing Liang looked at his colleague who was snoring, wishing he was the one who was drunk at the moment.

This way he can forget Xing Xing for a while, forget the little boy who used to follow him, forget that Xing Xing ever liked him.

Also forget that Xing Xing is now no longer his.

Yes, probably people are like that, they know how to cherish only after they have lost.

He now especially hates himself, hates why he had to go far away from home, why only after returning to find the small Xing Xing is so dazzling.

If a little earlier, a little earlier, is not the person who makes Xing Xing so vivid, it is him.

Hindsight is the most useless emotion.

The tutelage cultivated from childhood makes it impossible for Jing Liang to lose his temper in any public place. Want to yell and want to vent anger mood into the amount of alcohol, he asked the waiter to refill the two bottles of red wine, alone to the air to drink their own.

Not knowing how long he had been drinking, he got up to go to the bathroom. Coming out of the men's room to wash his hands, Guang Yu caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

Carefully distinguish for a moment that it is the family of your own patient.

Jing Liang immediately resumed his doctor's posture and said pleasantly, "What a coincidence, Miss Tao."

"What a coincidence," Tao Tao also drank some wine, her cheeks like peach blossom pink, "I came to talk about a script, I didn't expect to run into you at the clubhouse ...... Dr. Liang, you seem to have drunk a lot, are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

The body, however, swayed twice without obedience.

Tao Tao showed a worried look, "No, you must be drunk. Did you come alone or did you come with others? Did you drive or take a taxi?"

After the question, Tao Tao found that Jing Liang did not move, his eyelids drooped, and then opened.

Soft little hand grabbed Jing Liang arm, "It just so happens that my driver is driving a private car today, so why not drop you off at home ......"

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In the afternoon, I went to Sea World for a routine inspection, and in the evening, Xingchen Qi went home to have some fruit and chat with her family. When I got back to my room and got under the blanket, I first sent a WeChat to Ye Bai: [Are you free?

Ye Bai was thinking about the question asked by the trainee, did not react to his intention, returned: [Yes, how.

After two seconds, [Xing Xing invites you to a video call]

Ye Bai picked up and said casually, "Not with your family?"

"...... The family goes to bed earlier," Xingchen Qi tried, "Are you working."

"Well, thinking about the score," he paused, "but not delaying the video with you."

Xingchen Qi sighed with relief, "That's good."

Immediately afterwards, he realized he might be a little uninformed and said, "Think about you, I'll supervise the work while I brush up on Twitter."

Hearing his cautious tone, Ye Bai sighed inwardly.

Common sense, with the Qi family's family, even if they were not raised with that kind of arrogant and domineering character, the little fan should be capricious, selfish and careless.

But in the process of the two together, the little fan has been careful and careful, do not need Ye Bai to do what to say, he has put himself to the lowest lowest position.

Like being bitten by a newly teething kitten, Ye Bai's heart was sore and aching.

He looked down, photographed the contents of the score and sent it to the other party, "Your video came just in time, after watching it several times, I have lost my screening ability for this score. Sing it to me once, and I'll see how to change it."

Ye Bai can't tell the good from the bad? Xingchen Qi was incredulous, "Really?"

"Really, why would I lie to you."

It turns out that not only did she not bother Ye Bai, but she could also help him, Xingchen Qi vitality value instantly max, "Yes! But my singing is not good, you do not mind."

"Don't mind it, sing it."

After all, not being a professional singer, Xingchen Qi's singing cannot be said to be very good, but the pitch and rhythm are fine. Ye Bai thought for a moment after listening, "What do you think of this part."

Dou Ai, who has been on the scene for seven years, asked for his opinion, and Xingchen Qi showed a flattered expression, "I think ...... I think the third and fourth quarters are too tight, maybe we can insert two eight beats to soothe it."

After singing only once, it was relatively easy to identify the problem with the innate things of singing quotient and sense of speech, but difficult to propose a solution.

Ye Bai asked Xingchen Qi with the intention of cajoling her boyfriend, but she didn't expect that Qi would come up with the right solution without having studied composition.

It means that the little fan has quite a lot of aura.

He said unexpectedly, "You feel similar to me, so let's change it together?"

...... Ye Bai actually invited him to create with him! Xingchen Qi was even happier and nodded heavily, "Yes!"

Music is an addictive thing, plus many of their ideas coincide, and the more they discuss it, the deeper the discussion gets.

After an hour had passed, Xingchen Qi realized that the time had passed zero. Fearing that Ye Bai would not get enough sleep, he hurriedly stopped: "Let's stop here for today."

Ye Bai "hmmm", "Tomorrow I'll have the practitioners rewrite it according to the direction we talked about."

Wearing into the book for half a year, on the surface Xingchen Qi accepted the identity of the "Qi family second young master", but in the bones, he is still as the pair of ear return, is that in the abyss looking up at the night sky of the teenager.

The word "we" gave him a secret sense of pleasure, Xingchen Qi inexplicably a little sore nose.

How could he be able to stand side by side with such an outstanding Ye Bai?

Xingchen Qi said gratefully, "Thank you for staying with me so long tonight, I'm too clingy ...... I'll change it."

But Ye Bai immediately refused: "No, no need to change it."

His voice was low and soft, "Keep it up, I like it when you stick to me."