dhibooks Chapter 33 33nd
Chapter 33 33nd
Qin Yuzhi's drooping eyelashes were covered with a thin layer of shadows, and the scattered light from the chandelier hanging above his head was reflected in his black eyes, like the surface of a calm lake broken by sails, shimmering a little bit. Glittering open.
Que An stared blankly at Qin Yuzhi's eyes, a metaphor that was about to come out flashed in his mind, and just when he was about to capture it, Qin Yuzhi's cell phone vibrated, cutting off his thoughts.
Qin Yuzhi listened silently for a while, and finally said to the other end:
"it is good."
Qin Yuzhi put down the phone and said concisely:
"My mother said that she is also eating here, and we will meet up after eating."
"Your mother?"
Que An was a little surprised, and immediately put down the knife and fork: "Should I go too?"
Qin Yuzhi wiped his mouth with a tissue:
"My mother has always wanted you to move out, but I didn't agree. This time, she probably wants to get rid of you."
A few months ago, Qin's mother heard that Qin Yuzhi had sponsored a mountain boy, and she was puzzled.
This doesn't seem like Qin Yuzhi's style, so she was curious and always wanted to meet, but the housekeeper said that the child was not at home a few months ago, and finally met today, so why should we meet and see? What kind of child.
Not only that, she also has a trace of selfishness.
The company's development has been very stable, and Qin Yuzhi doesn't have to worry too much about its business or market value.
But Qin Yuzhi, at the age of 25, has been devoting himself to work, let alone a girlfriend, he has never even talked about a relationship.
Qin's mother saw it in her eyes and was anxious in her heart. Now, in addition to work, the family has raised another boy. This child has become another major obstacle in her son's love life, besides work.
She had persuaded Qin Yuzhi earlier, but her son went into his left ear and out of his right ear, and had no intention of listening to her words at all.
Que An was thoughtful, and some classic clips of film and television dramas came to his mind:
"Will she give me 500 million and let me leave you?"
Before Qin Yuzhi could open his mouth, the 100 million IOU came to mind, and Que An seemed to have grasped the way to make money:
"Then I can promise her?"
Qin Yuzhi was noncommittal, and just about to speak, a few low coughs came from his chest uncontrollably, and he bent down uncomfortable.
Que An's dream was shattered immediately after hearing the cough, and he handed Qin Yuzhi a cup of hot water:
"Forget it, I still have to shoulder the responsibility of taking care of the patients. When I'm not with you, I will die suddenly and no one will find out at home."
After drinking the water, Qin Yu's Qi became much smoother.
Que An asked:
"By the way, what is my identity?"
It's been too long since he's had a solid review, he almost forgot who he is, Que An tried hard to recall and carefully chose his words:
"I was adopted by you—"
Qin Yuzhi frowned calmly, and raised his eyes to indicate that he used the wrong word.
Que An groaned, and changed the phrase:
"I'm your fucking—"
Qin Yuzhi's breath just subsided rose again, and he waved his hand to interrupt Que An:
"Funding."
Que An's learning ability is good, if there is a partial subject, it must be Chinese.
Qin Yuzhi rubbed the center of his brows, thinking that this trip to see Qin's mother might not go well.
The person on the opposite side suddenly remembered something, and said thoughtfully:
"……and many more."
Qin Yuzhi raised his eyes.
Que An put down the coffee cup in his hand, raised his eyebrows:
"Do you have a school uniform?"
Qin Yuzhi:?
The restaurant where Qin's mother is located is not very far away.
Song Qing and Song's mother were also there. When she saw Qin Yuzhi, Song's mother hurriedly waved her hand to signal them to come here.
Qin's mother narrowed her eyes, adjusted her glasses on the bridge of her nose, and her eyes fell on the young man beside Qin Yuzhi.
Even though she was well-informed, she couldn't help but grumble in her heart.
The boy was wearing a dilapidated school uniform. The school uniform had been washed and faded. It was bleak and thin. There were small balls under the hem of the clothes, and most of the threads were off.
He lowered his brows and pinched the edge of the school uniform with his hands uneasily. He seemed to feel that this was not appropriate, and then carefully let go, as if his hands had left the safe zone, and hurried to find the next safe zone, sticking them tightly to the seams of his trousers. It looks like a freshman who is afraid of being reprimanded by the instructor because of his non-standard posture during military training.
Qin's mother retracted her eyes calmly, and slowly stirred the coffee.
Que An and Qin Yuzhi sat down facing Mother Qin.
After briefly ordering food and introducing each other, several people started chatting.
Song Qing looked at Que An curiously.
Recently, she heard that Qin Yuzhi had adopted two dogs, and also sponsored a boy in the mountain area. Not only was he self-sufficient, but he even brought him back home.
Is this the legendary child from the impoverished mountainous area?
It looks... really pitiful.
Song Qing, who was ignorant of the world, saw Que An's dilapidated school uniform and a few strands of hair drooping on his forehead, his heart softened immediately, and he said softly:
"What's your name, where did you go to school?"
Mother Qin and Mother Song also raised their eyes to look at Que An.
Que An still lowered his eyes slightly, put his hands under the table, tearing his hands awkwardly:
"My name is Que An, and I have never been to school."
He raised his eyes, and immediately lowered them when he met Mother Qin's eyes, his voice was as soft as a mosquito:
"A lot, thanks to Mr. Qin for helping me, thank you Mr. Qin."
With a miserable life experience, a sickly weak tone, coupled with the superior but haggard face of the young man, Song Qing was almost heartbroken to death, and her maternal care was immediately aroused, making her wish to hug him in her arms and coax him to "cub" Cubs don't cry."
The crab roe soup was brought to the table, and the cod was also brought up, and the fish juice was dripping with a strong color and fragrance.
Que An raised his eyes, his eyes glued to the dishes, his Adam's apple moved slightly, as if swallowing up and down, but in the end he just retracted his eyes in disappointment, and stuffed rice into his mouth with small mouthfuls.
Song Qing had a panoramic view of all this.
What a pity! !
That's horrible!
Song Qing picked out a few pieces of fish belly meat with distress, filled a large spoonful of crab roe soup, sandwiched a chicken leg, filled Que An's bowl to the brim, and softened his voice, for fear that the sound would be too loud to scare the cautious juvenile:
"Hurry up and eat more. Look at you, you are hungry. You can pick up whatever you like, or I will pick it up for you. Be good, don't be afraid, ah."
Que An hurriedly whispered thank you, and without touching the meat in the bowl, he carefully picked up the nearest wilted vegetable, put it in his mouth and took a bite, glanced at Song Qing, and slowly looked at her. Evoked a just right smile:
"This dish tastes similar to the wild vegetables in our soil, and it's delicious."
The boy's smile was like a crescent moon falling into the water, which softened her heart.
Song Qing's eyes suddenly softened, with genuine concern for the poor children in the mountainous area, and he asked a question:
"Then what did you usually eat before?"
Que An's poor eyes showed thoughtfulness, and he said with satisfaction:
"Drink the water in the small river ditch. In addition to wild vegetables and wild fruits on the trees, I catch rabbits myself, and occasionally I can eat rabbit meat."
Ever since Song Qing was born, she has never seen a person who lived such a primitive life. Tears were about to flow from her eyes for a moment. Just when she was emotional, she heard a leisurely voice from the side:
"Yu Zhi, you are too outrageous."
Everyone turned their heads to look inwardly.
After all eyes were gathered, Qin's mother wiped her mouth gracefully, frowned, and reprimanded softly:
"Since you brought him back, you didn't even buy a better piece of clothing. Those who knew it were you who supported them, but those who didn't know thought you were abusing them."
Song Mu and Song Qing who were present here seemed to react like this after hearing the words.
Why Que An has been in Qin's house for a few months and is still dressed in tatters, it's totally unreasonable.
Song Qing looked at Qin Yuzhi curiously:
"That's right, you don't buy clothes for people when they take them home?"
Qin Yuzhi took a sip of the juice, turned his face to the side, and asked Que An lightly:
"Where did you wear all your clothes?"
This is throwing the whole stall to Que An.
Song Qing and Mother Song turned their heads curiously, waiting for Que An's answer.
Qin's mother turned her head inquiringly and tentatively, waiting for Que An's answer.
Qin Yuzhi sipped the soup and pricked up his ears, ready to welcome the actor's performance.
Que An's hands were anxiously mixed together, his hands and feet curled up unconsciously, he swallowed his saliva, hesitant to speak in a crying voice:
"I... I'm afraid that if I say it, Mr. Qin, you will be angry."
This little pitiful appearance made Song Qing's heart soften, and she wished to shoot the case. She encouraged the youth in the mountain area to speak out bravely:
"It's okay, tell me! Mr. Qin won't be angry!"
Qin Yuzhi, who was represented to express his opinion: ...
Received gentle encouragement, Que An took a deep breath, mustered up the courage to speak:
"I, I sent them all back to the mountains. Many of my classmates don't have any clothes yet. He, they all need clothes more than me. I'm living a much better life than them now..."
He raised his eyes and looked at Qin Yuzhi's face, his uneasy eyes lingered on Qin's mother, as if extremely frightened, and whispered:
"If Auntie needs it, or, or I will let them send the clothes back..."
Que An bit his lip, and looked at Qin's mother with deer-like eyes, with sincerity, anxiety, and fear in his eyes.
Qin's mother, who was defeated by the general: ...
Song Qing's heart was agitated, and tears filled his eyes.
Sent to mountain classmates!
Look, look at the spirit of "there are tens of thousands of mansions in peace, sheltering the world's poor and happy people", this tragic "my hut is enough to be frozen to death by myself", a 19-year-old child, he cares about others , Handing all the good clothes to the classmates, I was wearing a dilapidated school uniform.
How can such a child be wronged!
Song Qing turned her head and said firmly to Mother Qin:
"Auntie, I paid for the clothes."
Song Qing turned his head and patted Que An's shoulder: "After dinner, I'll take you to buy a few more. Your classmate has something to wear, so you can't be hard on yourself, do you hear me?"
Que An nodded vigorously gratefully.
Mother Qin, who only said one sentence from the beginning to the end: ...
For the next three hours, everyone sat around and listened to Que An's story about how he was in the mountainous area at the [-]th bend of the mountain road, without incandescent lamps, pens and paper, and how he carried a kerosene lamp and used coal to draw a stroke on the ground. One stroke to learn knowledge.
After a meal, the foundation of the whole situation has almost been laid.
Song Qing was already sobbing, he threw down his chopsticks, and suddenly felt that the seafood and abalone in front of him had become extravagant and shameful.
Song's mother was quite emotional about "mountain education".
As for the main force, Mother Qin's suspicious eyes gradually became unstable amidst the disintegrated rationality of her teammates.
Qin Yuzhi didn't say a few words from the beginning to the end, and concentrated on picking up the fishbone the whole time, seriously thinking about the possibility of Que An entering the entertainment industry.
With this acting skill, it shouldn't be a problem to win an Oscar next year.
After the end, Qin's mother got into the car, waved her hand to indicate that she didn't need to see her off, she only took a deep look at Que An, and hesitated to speak, but in the end she didn't say anything. Right" desolation.
After Qin Yuzhi watched Qin's mother leave, he looked back at Que An who was sitting at the dining table.
Que An sat at the dining table with his head bowed, chewing the rice in small bites. When he saw him approaching, he raised his lonely eyes:
"Can you give the miserable mountain boy a hug?"
Qin Yuzhi: ...
It's ok, it's ok friend.
He didn't bother to pay attention to him, and put on his coat directly: "Go, go meet someone with me."
Que An swept away the embarrassment of the impoverished youth in the mountainous area, and jumped up from his seat:
"No, who are you seeing? Why is this meal so delicious?"
Qin Yuzhi raised his eyes slowly, and softly uttered a name:
"Rong Chuang."
Behind the name was a huge boulder, which blocked Qin Yuzhi to suffocation, and the sense of oppression flooded towards him like a tide.
Que An, who had just finished playing the boy in the mountain area, said that he didn't really want to move, and he was almost exhausted from acting:
"Can I eat it tomorrow?"
"Look, look at my red eyes, look at my haggard eyes, I just donated dozens of clothes to my friends in the mountains, I, hey, wait for me—"
Que An jumped up, pulled on his school uniform jacket, chased after Qin Yuzhi's leaving back and shouted:
"The legs are so long, you, walk slowly."
He caught up with Qin Yuzhi, and just as he was about to continue complaining about Qin Yu, the people in front suddenly stopped.
Que An, who almost bumped into Qin Yuzhi's chest, reacted within a thousandth of a second. Fortunately, the car stopped, and he hissed: "What are you—"
Qin Yuzhi suddenly remembered something, and fixedly looked at Que An:
"You can't go."
Que An didn't understand why he was told to go just now, but now he suddenly didn't allow it:
"Why, no, I have to follow."
If he wasn't allowed to go, he would have to go. He said it was too late and then quickly, without waiting for Qin Yuzhi to stop him, he jumped past Qin Yuzhi and jumped into the car.
Qin Yuzhi rubbed his tired eyes, helpless, and told Que An:
"Then remember, don't reveal your identity."
Que An didn't know, so:
"What identity?"
After speaking, he suddenly realized, and immediately understood: "Am I a fool?"
I have been hiding my identity as a wolf for so long without revealing it to anyone, so how could I easily give up all my previous efforts and lose my horse in front of outsiders.
Having said that, Que An felt a little uneasy.
"There may be sequelae."
"Or a remnant of history."
Qi Shu's words echoed in his ears again, but before he could think carefully, the car sped away.
Que An leaned against the car window, and a row of green trees speeding past relieved a little anxiety.
He is not interested in Qin Yuzhi's business or business partners. He doesn't understand rough jadeite or capital flow. Although he can learn it, he finds it troublesome.
But in order to fear that Qin Yuzhi would secretly drink behind his back again, he had to stay by Qin Yuzhi's side.
He turned his head and said worriedly to Qin Yuzhi:
"If you can be a little more obedient, I can worry less."
Qin Yuzhi:? ?
……
On the congested viaduct, all the traffic flow with bright lights can be seen, the music on the car played a melodious female voice, and the singing spread in the car.
Qin Yuzhi looked at the dim lights outside the car window.
Following the thin thread, I saw some clues.
At this critical moment, Rong Chuang suddenly invited him to dinner?
The little milk cat still has a sense of territory, not to mention the tiger that has been invaded.
He moved his wrist, feeling tense.
In terms of tough opponents, Rong Chuang ranked second, and no one could rank first.
Cruel and cunning, unpredictable, and most importantly, has the advantage of 20 years more than him.
Age is not in vain. From starting from scratch step by step to today's Rongchuang enterprise, it is impossible for the twists and turns not to be thrilling.
After ten minutes of traffic congestion on the viaduct, the congested traffic finally cleared away.
After half an hour, the black SUV slowly drove into the hotel parking lot.
This hotel has a long history, with a resplendent exterior, and a very ostentatious interior, as if putting money on the tiles and ceiling.
It's just that the knife and fork have a cold and delicate feeling, which makes people not feel too much appetite.
Rong Chuang folded his hands and sat at the dining table. Although he was well maintained, the corners of his eyes were inadvertently stained with signs of time, and wrinkles spread around the corners of his eyes.
It seemed that he didn't expect Qin Yuzhi to bring someone here, and when he saw Que An, Rong Chuang stayed on Que An's body for a few seconds without making a fuss.
A 19-year-old boy of unknown origin appeared to be funded by Qin Yuzhi at the beginning of the first two months, and lived in Qin Yu's home under the name of being funded.
And as far as he knew, Qin Yuzhi, who had always loved to live alone, raised two dogs before and after sex.
Rong Chuang lowered his eyes, and the information he investigated led to some subtle threads, lingering in his mind.
This child is very interesting.
After some courteous greetings, he calmly put on a smile and nodded to Que An, and extended his hand to introduce himself:
"Rong Chuang."
Que An smelled a dangerous aura.
The person in front of him is well-mannered, thoughtful and appropriate in handling things, and his outstretched hands are just right everywhere, which is just right for people to feel comfortable without feeling that their territory has been violated.
But Que An felt an indescribable disgust.
The first time he saw him, Que An's eyes turned red, and the wolfishness and hatred that had been hidden deep inside for many years, when he saw Rong Chuang for the first time, all of them came out.
Que An's disgust can be explained by the fact that this person's smile is like a needle quenched with venom, piercing him for no reason, making him feel uncomfortable; it can also be explained by the fact that this person's naturally powerful aura makes people feel oppressed.
But more, it comes from nature.
There is no reason for this hatred, it seems to be deeply rooted in his bones.
Even Qin Yuzhi noticed the abnormality, stretched out his hand under the dining table, held Que An's palm calmly, and asked with indifferent eyes:
what happened?
The cold and dry palm slowly approached, as cold as ice in summer, but it warmed Que An's chest.
The moment it touched the fingertips, the emotion called irrationality turned into bubbles, and the redness of the eye sockets stopped, which were covered by the slightly drooping eyes.
Que An held his cold wrist back without moving his expression.
The strength was as scary as usual, but this time it was unusual, with a little trembling.
Rong Chuang's outstretched hand was left in the cold and was still in the air, but he didn't mind, and still maintained the original posture, looking at Que An with a smile.
Que An squeezed Qin Yuzhi's wrist back hard, then let go, and stretched out his hand towards Rong Chuang.
Rong Chuang's smile deepened, his body leaned forward, his hand crossed the vase, and stretched forward a little closer.
The hand in the school uniform picked up the water glass and crossed the water suspended in mid-air.
Que An picked up the water glass, took a sip of water in a leisurely manner, and said coldly:
"Que An."
Embarrassment seemed to never exist in Rong Chuang, he withdrew his hand without hesitation, nodded and recommended dishes to Que An gently:
"What do you want to eat? The fried steak here is not bad, and the crab soup is also very fat and tender. Or, can I help you?"
Qin Yuzhi pushed back the menu in front of Que An's desk calmly, raised his eyes:
"Dong Rong asked me to come here today, did he make a special trip to eat crab soup?"
The topic was different from what I expected, as if I had stepped into a fork in the road.
The atmosphere was also more anxious than he had imagined, like a silent war, where there was no smoke but people died.
Moreover, what he was most worried about happened.
Rong Chuang pays too much attention to Que An.
Almost obsessive, as if looking for some secret, with a crazy desire to pry.
This is not a good sign.
At this moment, a sense of discomfort surged in Que An's stomach, and Que An clutched his chest.
My heart is stuffy, and my ears are itchy, like the itching when new flesh grows from a wound, and I want to scratch it uncontrollably.
Like an ant eating a heart.
Que An's brows were painful, his fingers curled up slightly, he had no choice but to interrupt the two of them, and said to Qin Yuzhi:
"I'm going to the bathroom."
After finishing speaking, without waiting for Qin Yuzhi's response, he pushed aside the chair with a bang, stood up, and walked to the bathroom.
Seeing the back of the young man gradually going away, Rong Chuang's eyebrows frowned, his eyes showed sharpness, and after hiding it well, he picked up the phone and smiled apologetically at Qin Yuzhi:
"Sorry, excuse me, I'll make a phone call."
After speaking, he walked towards the bathroom.
Qin Yuzhi slowly raised his eyes, looking in the direction where the two left.
It was only a few steps from the bathroom, but for the first time Que An felt that it was as long as thousands of steps, his feet were filled with lead, his ears were itchy unbearably, and the heat flowed up uncontrollably.
He shuffled into the bathroom, resting his hands on the sink.
Que An looked at himself in front of the mirror, his blood suddenly poured out, and he was sobered up suddenly.
On the top of his head, a pair of fluffy ears grew.
The ears are not very obvious, just showing their tips, but they are growing rapidly, springing up like mushrooms after rain, and the fluffy fluff grows exponentially.
Soon, a pair of delicate and small black ears stood on top of his head.
At this moment, the sound of tapping footsteps came from outside the door without haste.
It seems that water droplets are dripping on the ground at a constant speed, and it is more like the whispered countdown of a demon, which makes people feel panic and oppression.
Que An calmed down, held back the pain and turned around quickly, his eyes quickly skipped over each compartment, and finally fixed on the innermost one, then dragged his body, gritted his teeth and walked in.
click.
Then there was the sound of the door being locked.
At the same time, Rong Chuang stepped into the toilet cubicle and raised his eyes, but the target was out of sight, so he had to continue searching.
There was no one at the sink either.
Rong Chuang was not in a hurry, walked to the sink, washed his hands, and put them in the dryer to dry. The whole process was orderly and orderly, with a sense of ceremony that made the hairs stand on end.
After doing this, he went into the toilet, walked through the rows of cubicles, walking more and more slowly, until he stopped completely at the last cubicle.
The red anti-lock sign was exposed in front of his eyes.
Rong Chuang smiled, stretched out two fingers politely, and knocked lightly on the door of the compartment:
"Excuse me, can I go in?"
The author has something to say: Push down the short story of my friends:
"After the Overwhelmed Actor Was Forced to Open for Business" by Berry Not Sweet:
Copywriter:
As the No.1 public outing in the entertainment circle, Fan Yue attracted a lot of criticism from the whole network as soon as he came back.
But he didn't care, he just waited for the slap in the face.
Black fans: No way, no way, no one really thinks they can turn over, right?vomit
As a result, Fan Yue's small online drama became popular, and his looks and acting skills became crazy fans, and his fans skyrocketed by one million.
Black fan: So what?Still no company wants you, spicy chicken is spicy chicken!
Immediately afterwards, the top domestic entertainment company specially bought the hot search live broadcast and signed Fan Yue, and since then his good resources have been softened.
Black fan: Die to single for a lifetime!
That night, Fan Yue, who never responded, suddenly posted a photo of the ring on Weibo.
The works of top designers are low-key and luxurious, but the two letters "JY" are clearly engraved.
The black fans are confused:? ? ?
Actor Fan Yue V: [爱心]@夏智成V
At that time, after taking a shower, Fan Yue found someone holding his mobile phone, and couldn't help frowning, "What's wrong?"
Mr. Xia quickly quit Weibo and smiled at him softly, "It's okay, sales."
Black fan: God TM sells!
***
Xia Jincheng has had a dream since he was 15 years old——
Take your idol back to the top with your own hands.
So he spent ten years of hard work to stand out from the succession candidates. After taking over the family business, he immediately opened an entertainment company, named Jin Yue, and only signed the man who had been out of the closet for ten years.
The assistant nodded, pushed his glasses and analyzed: "Mr. Xia, this person has no future."
Xia Jincheng rubbed the yellowed autographed photo in his hand, and smiled faintly: "I'll give it to him."
Sober old drama bone in the world × black belly and gentle bully boss
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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!