He said I was soft and nice

Chapter 35

After staying in the hotel for three or four days, Qi Ling's health improved little by little, his face gradually turned rosy, and it seemed that at least he wouldn't faint from exhaustion during the kiss.

Xu Chen glanced outside the hotel, it was a rare sunny day.

Qi Ling also saw the sunlight coming in from the window, and the fine gold sprinkled on Xu Chen's face, leaving an intertwined light and shadow on his face, which looked gentle and bright.

Qi Ling suddenly forgot what he was going to say, and suddenly felt that he had seen this scene before. The other party stood in front of him against the light. He couldn't see his face clearly, but could only vaguely see the vague outline. In the orange morning sun, she stretched out her hand towards him...

Xu Chen turned his head and saw Qi Ling staring at him blankly again, reaching out to brush the broken hair on his forehead to one side, and then flicking his fingers, "Missed again? Didn't get enough sleep in the morning? "

He sleeps until midnight every day before getting up, dragging him to stay in bed together, kicking him when he doesn't want to, getting up very angry.

Today he let others sleep full, why is he still not awake?

Qi Ling also withdrew his thoughts from the long memory, clutching his forehead in pain, "I'm just looking at you, you bully me."

The tone was full of accusations.

Seeing that there was indeed a little red mark on his fair forehead, Xu Chen couldn't help being dumbfounded. He didn't use much force at all, and it was too easy for Qi Ling to get marks on his body.

He couldn't help thinking that it was the same the night before, he didn't use much effort at all, but in the morning he inadvertently saw a circle of obvious red marks on the hem of Qi Ling's lifted clothes, which coincided with the position he put on Qi Ling's waist that night.

Fingerprints can even be seen clearly.

And Qi Ling kept encouraging him to tighten up...

Xu Chen's hand hanging by his side curled up, but he still couldn't help raising his hand, and rubbed the red mark on Qi Ling's forehead with his fingertips, "I'll pay attention next time."

The little guy who is afraid of pain and loves pain is really not ordinary difficult to serve.

Qi Ling didn't really care. He grabbed the hand on his forehead, shook it coquettishly, and pointed at the sun outside, "Xu Chen, it's rare to see the sun. Let's go out to play? Have a big meal by the way?"

He can already eat some simple food, but most of the time he eats porridge, which has no taste in his mouth, but Xu Chen is still very strict, and even sugar is only given to him after taking the medicine, so stingy .

Xu Chen looked at the aggrieved look on his face, looked at the rare sunny weather outside, and asked him, "Then what do you want to eat?"

This question stumped Qi Ling all of a sudden. He originally thought that Xu Chen came to Qingshui City for the first time, and wanted to take him out for a stroll, but he himself didn't know where to go.

He seldom goes out, except for the library, which is his home, and he has never been to other places at all.

Xu Chen noticed the stunned look on his face, and held his hand behind his back, "It doesn't have to be the specialty of this place, as long as it's what you want to eat, don't think too much about it."

Qi Ling looked up at him, thought of something, and said softly: "Crayfish."

As if afraid that Xu Chen didn't hear clearly, he repeated it seriously, "I want to eat crayfish."

I don't know why, but I suddenly want to eat it.

Xu Chen brought people to a large shopping mall and entered a shop that looked relatively clean. Qi Ling looked at the pot full of crayfish in front of him and clicked his tongue, "Is there so many?"

Xu Chen nodded, and took apart the chopsticks for others, "Well, I specially order the garlic flavor, it's not so strong, you can eat it too."

He could see Qi Ling's turbulent emotions at that moment, not to mention this little request, he had no reason not to meet it.

After getting permission, Qi Ling ate happily, and Xu Chen also helped others peel the shrimp, and finally the shrimp almost all went into Qi Ling's stomach.

There are more and more people in the store, full of hilarious voices, and there are many young couples sticking close to each other, laughing and talking about something.

He looked at Xu Chen who was wiping his hands carefully in front of him, and felt as if they had become one of them.

Study together, work together, eat together, go for a walk after dinner, play some games, and even sleep in the same bed at night.

These acts of intimacy come naturally, and have long been beyond the scope of [covenant].

After realizing what he was thinking, Qi Ling was stunned. What was he expecting?

He lowered his eyelids, hiding this unrealistic thought deeply in his heart, he knew that he was very pitiful now, it was normal for Xu Chen to feel sorry for him.

He can enjoy the satisfaction and joy brought by the mutual care between the two, but he can't cross the line, otherwise, everything he has now is likely to be wiped out.

He took a breath, put those things behind him, and after leaving the store with Xu Chen, he suddenly mentioned the reason why he wanted to eat crayfish, "The day I came home, my parents wanted to buy crayfish for my brother. , let me wait at the door for more than half an hour in the wind and rain."

Although he didn't say anything on the face at that time, the jealousy in his heart still came up uncontrollably.

But now that he also ate it, Xu Chen ate it with him, and the previous reluctance slowly dissipated.

In the final analysis, he was still asking for too much, because he wanted the love of his parents, so he struggled painfully for so long.

Now, similarly, he can't extravagantly ask Xu Chen to love him.

He can't afford any kind of loss right now.

He bent his lips, gently touched Xu Chen's hand with his fingertips, but quickly backed away, "Thank you."

Xu Chen took a fixed look at him, and felt that Qi Ling's current mood was a bit strange, as if he had wrapped himself up again, but that feeling disappeared quickly, and Qi Ling touched his hand with a big smile on his face. It seems to be fake.

Before he could speak, Qi Ling ran to a store not far away, and waved to him, "Xu Chen, come and have a look!"

This is a shop for clamping dolls. There are a variety of dolls in the machine, attracting many young men and women, all of whom are happily trying to get their favorite dolls.

Xu Chen was not interested in this kind of activity, but seeing that Qi Ling was eager to try it out, he was going to buy coins for others, but just as he was about to go inside, Qi Ling grabbed his sleeve.

"Forget it, don't play, I have never grabbed the doll here."

I don't know if it's a problem with the machine or because he's unlucky. He comes here every winter and summer vacation, but he never gets caught.

He caught a glimpse of the claw machine at the deepest part of the store, and the dolls inside were still the same, as if they hadn't even changed their positions.

But it doesn't belong to me after all.

Just as Qi Ling was about to pull Xu Chen away, the store owner suddenly stopped them, "Oh, it's you again, young man?"

He had just finished dealing with a customer card issue, and when he looked up, he saw two people standing at the door. They were tall and handsome, not to mention one of them was very familiar to him.

"No more dolls this time? There is only one doll left of that type, and we don't plan to sew any more."

He and his wife made this with their own hands. They didn't make a few, but they seemed too ugly, and no one was interested in him. After a few years, there was only one left.

That is to say, the young man in front of him has a soft spot for him, and he will come to try every year.

Hearing what the boss said, Qi Ling couldn't help but look at that ugly doll, but he knew that he would definitely not be able to catch it.

The shop owner couldn't see what Qi Ling was thinking, so he chuckled: "Young man, let me take down that doll and give it to you! I see that you really like it."

As he talked, he remembered something, "I remember you came to play before, and this doll was the one you caught?"

These are the only ugly dolls they make, and they are impressive every time they are taken away. Last time, Qi Ling was followed by someone.

The boss couldn't help but glance at that person, feeling a little familiar, but the difference in temperament was too great, he wasn't sure.

Hearing what the boss said, Qi Ling's expression darkened for some reason.

The doll had long since been trampled into the mud and thrown into a pond.

This is not something that belongs to him, just like the person who said he would come back, but disappeared forever.

No one can protect him forever.

Qi Ling didn't know why he kept thinking of that person today, it's been so long.

He glanced at Xu Chen next to him, as if he understood.

During that time, he was in a trance, and he couldn't remember what that person looked like, but he vaguely remembered the other person's eyebrows and eyes. When he saw Xu Zhou for the first time, he thought he saw that person, but he made indirect remarks. , Xu Zhou is not that person at all.

After that, he also let go, and the other party's appearance was completely blurred.

But Xu Chen felt too similar to him today, and it was normal for him to keep thinking about his similar appearance to Xu Zhou.

He pursed his lips, and was about to pull Xu Chen away, but Xu Chen suddenly said, "Boss, I want to exchange some coins for the clip doll."

Qi Ling just watched Xu Chen walk into the claw machine shop that didn't match his temperament at all, and stood still in front of the machine that contained the ugly doll.

Against the backdrop of so many beautiful dolls, that doll is particularly ugly.

Xu Chen glanced at Qi Ling beside him, and asked, "Do you want it?"

Qi Ling wanted to say no, but when he met Xu Chen's deep eyes, he suddenly nodded, "I want it."

I want the doll that Xu Chen made for him.

But when he looked at Xu Chen who had only exchanged one coin, he was silent for a moment, did Xu Chen just want to play by himself?

He didn't believe that Xu Chen would catch a doll that he couldn't catch even after spending hundreds of coins.

But the subsequent development made him stare wide-eyed, and saw that the doll was firmly grasped by the claws, and the loose paws did not jerk and loosen as before when they were lifted up, but were dangling with the doll Yoyo moved to the finish line, and finally landed precisely at the mouth of the box.

The boss next to him was stunned, and the person before him was the same, so he exchanged a coin and easily caught the doll!

He wanted to ask if there was any trick, but the two people in front of him had already left the shop and walked away.

Qi Ling looked at the ugly but very familiar doll in his arms, and felt that something was different.

It's still the same fabric, the same needlework, and the same ugliness, but it's not the same as that meeting, as if it has been given a new meaning.

He looked at the people next to him and couldn't help asking, "How did you do it?"

Xu Chen glanced at him, then poked the doll's chubby stomach, "I studied it when I was bored before."

But I didn't practice it a few times.

"Oh." Qi Ling lowered his head and muffled in response, tugging at the doll's arms and legs, trying to see what was different, but within a few tugs, a hand was placed on top of the doll's head, and it was rubbed gently. his hair.

Hearing Xu Chen's helpless tone,

"How come you're still unhappy even though you caught the doll?"

"If you don't like it, I'll make another one for you, any kind will do."

Qi Ling was startled when he heard this, Xu Chen, are you coaxing him?

How can there be a company president who pinches dolls to coax people...

He felt that the psychological construction he had made for himself not long ago was crumbling.

He sniffed, couldn't help touching Xu Chen's hand with the back of his hand, felt the warmth from the other side, then stretched out his fingertips to rub against Xu Chen's palm, and whispered,

"No dislike."

[Never liked it so much. ]

he thinks.