He said I was soft and nice

Chapter 42

Ever since Qi Ling discovered Xu Chen's notebook, his mind hasn't moved away from it.

From this, he can trace back to Xu Chen's student days, and there are many interesting little things recorded in it. For example, when Professor Jiang was in class, there seemed to be a problem with a point of view, and Xu Chen recorded it.

But when Qi Ling saw this, he was called down by Xu Chen to eat. He hurriedly finished a bowl of rice and wanted to go up to continue watching, but Xu Chen stopped him.

Xu Chen asked his aunt to fill a bowl of pork rib soup and put it in front of Qi Ling, "Drink it up."

Qi Ling frowned and looked at the milky pork rib soup, a little repulsed, "I'm full, I can't drink it."

Xu Chen was right before, he really doesn't like to drink soup, drinking it in summer can make you sweat all over, it's terribly uncomfortable.

But Xu Chen just glanced at him indifferently, "You only ate one bowl of rice."

Meaning he couldn't possibly be full.

Qi Ling's eyes flashed, and he found an excuse: "I haven't finished my study task today, so I want to go up early."

He really wanted to know the result of Xu Chen's discussion with Professor Jiang.

"I will definitely eat more next time!"

After he finished speaking, he was about to stand up and slip upstairs.

But Xu Chen didn't take Qi Ling's tricks at all, and said, "Then bring the soup to drink."

After he finished speaking, he gestured to his aunt, "Prepare a big bowl for him and serve it."

Qi Ling was just about to get up with his hands on the table, when he heard Xu Chen's words, he sat down firmly, quickly took a sip of the soup in front of him, almost burned his tongue, and said in a hurry: "I drink it, I drink it! Don't be too big bowl!"

Xu Chen really didn't talk about affection at all!

Seeing him staring at him angrily, Xu Chen couldn't help laughing, "Why is it so urgent?"

Qi Ling took a sip of the soup carefully, and told Xu Chen the truth about what he saw in the notebook. When he thought of something, he suddenly realized, "No, I can ask you! Do you still remember this?"

Xu Chen took the pork rib soup from his aunt, thought about it for a while, and nodded: "Remember, you should be watching when I first attended Professor Jiang's class."

At that time, he was young and frivolous, held back a class, and immediately went up to discuss this issue with Professor Jiang during the break, and the students in the classroom gathered around to listen to the excitement.

Seeing that he actually remembered, Qi Ling's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked: "And then what? Was it Professor Jiang who made a mistake or you?"

Seeing him subconsciously leaning over, Xu Chen couldn't help but knocked him on the head with his chopsticks, "Sit down."

Qi Ling covered his head in pain, and reluctantly sat back, but his eyes were still staring at him.

Knowing that he couldn't escape, Xu Chen covered his lips and coughed lightly, and said helplessly, "I was wrong, I confused a concept."

After this incident, Professor Jiang often brought it up and talked about it, so he remembered it very clearly.

Qi Ling sighed, "I knew it."

It seemed that Xu Chen could take it for granted that he could not agree with Professor Jiang.

Seeing his attitude of turning his elbows outward, Xu Chen pointed to the half of the soup left in his bowl, and said rather amusedly: "If the soup is cold and you haven't finished it yet, ask Auntie to refill a bowl for you."

Qi Ling subconsciously took a sip when he heard the words, and realized that he had been frightened by someone, and complained: "You are becoming angry from embarrassment, and you are waiting for an opportunity to retaliate!"

Xu Chen ignored the furry kitten and lowered his head to take a sip of the soup.

Seeing him drinking with him, Qi Ling felt a little more balanced, so he obediently finished the soup.

Afterwards, he touched his stretched round belly, and looked at Xu Chen who was working on the desk with his computer turned on, a little sadly.

Why is he alone?

Xu Chen replied to an email, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Qi Ling lying on the sofa looking at him quietly, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Qi Ling turned over on the sofa and turned his back to Xu Chen. After a long time, he buzzed, "I'm full..."

Originally, he could sit and study with Xu Chen, but this stretched feeling made him want to move around, afraid of disturbing Xu Chen, so he could only sit alone on the sofa and read his notebook.

Xu Chen saw him lying upright on the sofa in a self-contained manner, and couldn't help smiling, "Get up and walk."

He really didn't expect that Qi Ling would be able to get by with just such a small amount of food, no wonder he was so thin.

But Qi Ling lay lazily on the sofa, apparently feeling resentful towards him, "No."

He has become one with the sofa.

Seeing that he couldn't be called, Xu Chen could only use his hands. He stepped forward and supported Qi Ling's waist, but even if Qi Ling stood up, he just leaned softly against him, and took the opportunity to nestle into his arms.

Xu Chen gave a low laugh, "Stand still, I'll show you something."

Qi Ling looked up at him, but quickly nestled back, and lazily said: "You must just want to coax me, and you don't want me to hug you."

He circled people tightly again, "I won't be fooled."

Xu Chen had no choice but to carry the person to the balcony. Qi Ling faintly heard the voices of people below, and immediately let go of Xu Chen, fearing that someone would see him, and ran back to the room, "You are cheating!" !"

Xu Chen didn't know what he was thinking, "People below can't see the balcony."

"And, that's not why I brought you here."

He was leaning sideways on the balcony railing, his legs were bent, and he was looking down at the bottom in a leisurely manner. The corner of his mouth raised a very shallow arc: "You will know when you come here."

Seeing him like this, Qi Ling still couldn't resist the curiosity in his heart and walked over. Like Xu Chen, he put his hands on the railing and looked down. With just one glance, he was shocked——

Below is a large flowerbed, full of red roses, which are in full bloom at this time, and under the afterglow of the setting sun, they become more and more beautiful and beautiful.

With a breeze blowing by, Qi Ling could feel the light fragrance of roses underneath.

Qi Ling looked sideways at the people next to him, full of amazement: "I didn't expect that there are so many flowers planted here, and it is facing your balcony. I see there are lights underneath. Turn on the lights at night and look from above. It looks better!"

Hearing this, Xu Chen glanced down, there were indeed small lights scattered around, "You can try it at night."

Qi Ling nodded and looked at Jie, so gorgeous. "

Xu Chen also had a smile on his lips: "If you like, you can pick some up, just to digest."

"Is this not good?"

Xu Chen looked at the heartbeat in his eyes, and smoothed his hair that was blown to his cheeks by the wind, "It's nothing wrong, this is my mother's garden, and I'm in charge now, no one dares to say anything."

Qi Ling was startled, it was the first time he heard Xu Chen mention his mother.

He lowered his head to hide the complexities in his eyes, then raised his eyes, his face regained its previous briskness, and said with a smile: "Then I will definitely pick the most beautiful ones, and then don't feel bad about it!"

Seeing his excited look, Xu Chen instructed, "Remember to ask the housekeeper for tools."

Qi Ling nodded, "Okay, I'll come up after I finish picking."

Uncle Wang was obviously a little surprised when he heard Qi Ling's intention, "Young master asked you to go into the garden to pick flowers?"

Qi Ling nodded upon hearing this, "What's the problem?"

Uncle Wang realized something, and apologized: "I'm sorry, except for me, no one has entered the garden for a long time, so I didn't realize it for a while."

He handed Qi Ling gloves and scissors, "The thorns of roses are very sharp, be careful not to scratch your hands."

When the two entered the garden, Qi Ling didn't pick the flowers first, but ran to a distance and waved up. Uncle Wang followed his gaze suspiciously and saw Xu Chen on the balcony on the second floor.

Xu Chen obviously saw them too, moved his hands behind him, and nodded at them.

Even if he collected it quickly, the sharp-eyed Qi Ling could see that he was holding a freshly lit cigarette in his hand.

He took off a glove and sent a message to someone, [You are smoking again! ! ! ! 】

[I've smelled a faint smell of cigarettes on you before, stop smoking! ! ! ! 】

From these exclamation marks, Xu Chen inexplicably heard some gnashing of teeth. He only smoked two cigarettes today, and they all smoked behind Qi Ling's back. He didn't expect to be discovered long ago.

Now this one just saw that Rose remembered a little bit of the past, so he subconsciously clicked on it.

Now seeing Qi Ling who was typing furiously with his head down, the craving for cigarettes disappeared.

Seeing that he didn't move, Qi Ling crackled a few exclamation points, 【! ! ! ! ! 】

Xu Chen knew that if he didn't move, the little guy might run upstairs to settle accounts with him, so he had to pinch off the cigarette, and replied, [Don't rush, put it off. 】

Qi Ling raised his eyes to make sure that he was not lying, and then took back the phone.

Uncle Wang saw the interaction between the two clearly, and said with a smile: "Young Master and you have such a good relationship."

Qi Ling's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, did the butler find anything?

But hearing what Xu Chen said before, the butler can be trusted.

He was relieved a little, and then the housekeeper continued: "Madam liked this garden very much. Red roses are her favorite flower, but since she passed away, no one has come here except me."

"The young master does not allow other people to come to this garden."

Uncle Wang put a flower picked by Qi Ling into the basket.

Qi Ling pursed his lips when he heard something in the housekeeper's words, and asked tentatively, "Excuse me, is the wife you mentioned Xu Chen's biological mother?"

Uncle Wang nodded, "Yes, Madam passed away in the young master's sophomore year."

Qi Ling paused when picking flowers. In fact, he had checked the background of Xu's family before. When Xu Chen was 21, his biological mother died of illness, and his father, Xu Hanhai, remarried. Xu Zhou was Xu Chen's half-brother.

There is only so much information online.

But considering Xu Hanhai's age, he was obviously not the child born after Xu Hanhai remarried.

Qi Ling couldn't help but think of the happy scene of Xuzhou's family when he came to Xu's house before. Was Xu Chen abroad at that time?

Was his home taken over by Xu Zhou?

Seeing Qi Ling's pensive look with lowered eyebrows, Uncle Wang paused, and said, "You can call me Uncle Wang just like the young master. I watched the young master grow up, so you can ask me any questions you have."

He found that there seemed to be a lot of things between Xu Chen and Qi Ling, and he also understood Xu Chen's temperament, so he was very bored.

Qi Ling glanced at the delicate and beautiful rose in his hand. At this moment, many questions flashed through his mind. Did Xu Chen's mother die of illness normally?Has Xu Chen been at odds with Xu Zhou?How is Xu Chen doing in this house?

These questions came to mind one by one, but he asked another one: "Why did Xu Chen suddenly go abroad when he was a sophomore?"

Just now he saw Xu Chen's notes upstairs were full of memories, and he was obviously full of enthusiasm for what he had learned. He even published a paper in the xx journal in the first semester of his sophomore year. He is Professor Jiang's most proud student.

He had heard many rumors that if Xu Chen was still in University A, Professor Jiang would never look for the last so-called closed disciple, and he would try his best to train a student like Xu Chen.

Such a promising Xu Chen, why did he suddenly give up his studies and go abroad?

Uncle Wang didn't expect Qi Ling to ask such a question, and he was dumbfounded for a moment.

There are too many things involved in this.

He glanced upstairs, Xu Chen had already returned to his room.

Qi Ling noticed his gaze and asked, "Can't you tell me?"

"No." Uncle Wang shook his head, remembering Xu Chen's attitude towards Qi Ling, there was nothing he couldn't say, "It's a bit long to talk about."

Uncle Wang greeted Qi Ling to sit on a bench beside him, "Xu Chen went abroad after his mother passed away, and his wife had already transferred the shares to Xu Chen's name in advance."

"Madam should have noticed something in advance."

In fact, the relationship between Xu Hanhai and her faded after the company started. She didn't care about it at the beginning. Many couples will eventually become flat. They still have excellent sons, so they have no regrets.

But she didn't expect that Xu Hanhai would cheat and raise such a big son outside.

She got angry all of a sudden, coupled with the root of the illness accumulated from long-term toil, she collapsed all of a sudden, and she only had time to transfer the shares under her own name to Xu Chen's hands.

"Madam left a last word for the young master, asking him to take over the company after graduation."

At that time, he was beside Xu Chen, and he heard his wife tearfully tell what Xu Hanhai had done, and he also saw Xu Chen grit his teeth, the veins on the back of his hands tensed up, and wanted to rush out to question him in grief, but was stopped by his wife. Rebuke him for being impulsive, this will only ruin her plan.

Xu Chen finally fell silent.

The gentle young man has become Mr. Xu who is now indifferent and rejects others thousands of miles away.

Qi Ling heard the butler's voice was a bit heavy, and his hands tightened.

Did Xu Chen know about his father's cheating many years ago before his mother passed away?How sad and hopeless that would be!Just thinking about that scene made his heart ache.

Looking at the rose garden in front of him, Uncle Wang fell into memories, "Madam thinks that Xu Zhou is young after all, and the company he and her husband founded will definitely fall into the young master's hands in the end."

But man is not as good as God.

After Xu Hanhai learned that she had transferred all the shares to Xu Chen, he vaguely guessed her plan. He used the reason that Xu Chen was still in school and would not take care of the shares, and wanted him to transfer some of them to him for safekeeping. Shang Xuzhou is also his son, so he can't treat one more favorably than another.

Uncle Wang couldn't help but feel ironic when he thought of this, "He actually wants Xu Chen to share the shares with Xu Zhou equally to show his father's love."

Hearing this, Qi Ling couldn't accept it: "Why? Xu Chen is the child he raised by his side. Besides, Xu Chen's mother left this share to his son."

Why didn't Xu Hanhai transfer his shares to Xu Zhou? This is outrageous.

"Because the shares held by the young master are basically equal to him now, once his shares are divided, it will be easier for the young master to take over."

At that time, many cronies brought out by Xu Chen's mother in the company would definitely support Xu Chen as the person in charge.

Besides, Xu Chen is too good, Xu Hanhai doesn't want to retire so early.

Looking at the sharp thorns on the roses in front of him, Uncle Wang twitched his mouth.

Xu Hanhai was very shrewd, so he forced Xu Chen to hand over his shares.

Qi Ling gritted his teeth, and anger surged in his heart, "So they forced Xu Chen to go abroad?"

Is Xu Hanhai worthy of being a father?

The more he thought about it, he felt a familiar nausea rising in his stomach. He suppressed his feeling and clenched his hands unconsciously. Rose thorns pierced through the glove and stuck into his palm, but he didn't feel any pain. Sujue, "Uncle Wang, is it difficult for Xu Chen to do well in the Xu family?"

He was actually a little puzzled before, as Xu Chen's legitimate successor, why did Xu Chen work so hard, but now after hearing all this, he realized that Xu Chen did not inherit the company, but wanted to take it back.

Besides, whether to allow Han Hai to value Xu Zhou more.

He thought of Xu Hanhai's love for Xu Zhou before, and he couldn't help but feel disgusted, and he even developed a deep loathing for Xu Zhou.

Whether Xu Zhou was intentional or unintentional, he took possession of what originally belonged to Xu Chen.

Uncle Wang looked at Qi Ling's gritted teeth, and patted him on the shoulder, "Young master is very powerful, and the company's affairs can't trouble him."

Even though his mother's old friends had already left in sevens and eighties, Xu Chen still managed to make a living by himself.

He also has some shares in Xu's, so he has a general understanding of the company's situation.

"I've told you so much, I just want you to be considerate of the young master."

Xu Chen has carried too many things for so many years, he hopes that Qi Ling who is by his side can make Xu Chen happier.

After hearing this, Qi Ling couldn't help it anymore, sat up quickly, took off his gloves, and ran upstairs with only three roses picked.

The garden was empty again.

Uncle Wang sat quietly on the bench, looking at the sea of ​​roses in front of him, his eyes softened.

everything will be fine.

Qi Ling ran upstairs slowly, not caring whether he would be seen or not for the first time.

Xu Chen was processing the documents, saw the door being pushed open vigorously, and asked, "Why are you running in such a hurry? I heard your footsteps in the room."

As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that Qi Ling's expression seemed wrong, and his eyes were red, as if he was about to cry.

Xu Chen couldn't help being stunned. He walked up to Qi Ling, stroked his hair lightly, and asked, "What's the matter? Tell me, I'll make the decision for you."

He thought Qi Ling was wronged down there.

Qi Ling looked at the gentle Xu Chen. For some reason, his eyes became more sore. He wanted to hug Xu Chen, but he was holding a rose in his hand, so he was afraid of hurting him.

He rubbed his eyes, "It's nothing, maybe the flowers are too bright, and my eyes are red after looking at them for a long time."

Xu Chen was a little speechless, "What's the reason for this?"

He looked at the flowers in Qi Ling's hand, "Why are there only three flowers? Don't you like them?"

He thought that Qi Ling had stayed there for so long, at least he would pick up a bunch of them.

Qi Ling shook his head, "No."

For some reason, his nose was a little sore, "I just miss you, and I want to come up early."

Xu Chen couldn't hear the emotion in his tone, and wanted to take the flowers in his hand, but just as he lowered his head, he saw Qi Ling's white and tender palms were stained with blood, rose thorns were deeply embedded in his flesh, and Qi Ling Ling didn't seem to feel it, and still held the flower tightly.

Xu Chen's face darkened in an instant, angry and distressed, he carefully took the flower in Qi Ling's hand, Qi Ling seemed to feel the pain in the palm of his hand just now, and subconsciously wanted to shrink back, but was grabbed by Xu Chen Wrist, "Don't move, let me see."

He put the flowers on the table next to him, Qi Ling spread out his palms, the flower's barbs still remained on it, blood was faintly oozing from the side, it was shocking.

Qi Ling's eyes widened, feeling the tingling pain in his palm, he was a little confused, when did he get stabbed?

Xu Chen didn't say a word, let someone sit on the sofa, and brought the medicine box by himself.

When Qi Ling saw the thin needle in Xu Chen's hand, his pupils shrank, and he wanted to withdraw his hand subconsciously.

Xu Chen didn't stop, just looked at him indifferently, with a hint of coldness in his tone, "Do you want to wait for the inflammation to hurt more? Then you won't even be able to hold a pen in the future, let alone type on a computer."

Qi Ling shrank his neck, knowing that he was careless this time, "I'm just a little scared, don't attack me..."

He slowly stretched out his hand, spread it in front of Xu Chen, bit his lip, "I'm obedient, so don't be angry, okay?"

He didn't want to make Xu Chen unhappy.

Seeing his fawning appearance, Xu Chen suddenly felt hesitant for some reason. After a long silence, he turned around, took out a package of things from the bedroom drawer, and put it on the table in front of Qi Ling, "Don't cry later, after disinfection These are all for you to eat."

The tone was awkward, as if he was not used to coaxing people like this.

Qi Ling looked at a pack of white rabbit toffee on the table, and blinked: "Why do you have this in your room?"

It was still opened.

Xu Chen responded casually, "I bought it at a convenience store while passing by."

Qi Ling was thoughtful, these candies should be very sweet, right?

He thought of something, and said firmly: "Then I want candy, so I won't cry."

Afterwards, Qi Ling was so painful that his eyes were full of tears when he picked the prick, but he insisted on not shouting, and he still couldn't hold back when he was disinfected with alcohol. He leaned on his shoulder and closed his eyes tightly: "It hurts..."

Feeling the tremors on his shoulders, Xu Chen moved slightly, but still couldn't hold back, coaxing: "Good boy, it will be fine soon."

Qi Ling moved a little closer to him, and gave a vague yes.

After taking care of it, Xu Chen looked at the wound on Qi Ling's hand and said in a deep voice, "If you want fresh roses to be picked by the people below, you are not allowed to."

How did a person who is so afraid of pain tie himself up like this?

Qi Ling retorted in a low voice: "I'm just not proficient, my gloves are torn, I will definitely not do it next time."

After he finished speaking, without waiting for Xu Chen to refuse, he carefully put a few roses on the table into the vase he had prepared earlier, and wanted to carry them to the desk.

Seeing his clumsy appearance, Xu Chen raised his hand to hold the vase, and placed it in front of Qi Ling's desk. As soon as he let go, Qi Ling stopped him, "Don't let me go."

Qi Ling pointed to the other side, "Let it go to your side."

After speaking, he was afraid that Xu Chen would not like it, so he said anxiously: "Your place is sunny, it can live a long time!"

Seeing that he started talking nonsense again, Xu Chen frowned, but he still didn't say anything, and moved Rose to his desk.

It was the position he could see as soon as he looked up.

Qi Ling moved his angle again to ensure that it would not hinder Xu Chen's work before he was relieved.

Xu Chen stood aside, watching him busy, and after finishing the flowers, he ran back, took something from the table, and handed it to him as if offering a treasure, "I'll eat it for you."

Xu Chen looked down and saw that it was the toffee he had just given Qi Ling as a prize.

Seeing how hard Qi Ling endured, he thought that he really liked eating this candy, but he didn't expect to give it to him the first time...

Seeing that he didn't pick it up, Qi Ling peeled off the package with great effort, and handed it to his mouth, smiling with crooked eyes: "Hey!"

Xu Chen stared at Qi Ling with dark eyes, but instead of answering, he asked Qi Ling, "What did Uncle Wang tell you?"

Qi Ling was obviously deliberately trying to make him happy, and after staying there for so long but only picked three roses, there must be other things that delayed him.

Qi Ling was stunned, he didn't expect Xu Chen to be so keen.

Xu Chen didn't understand why he was like this, he swept towards Qi Ling's wounded hand, took the candy, and stuffed it into Qi Ling's mouth.

"No matter what he said, it's not worth your hands to be like this, you know?"

Those are all in the past, he doesn't need to be sympathized with.

Feeling the sweet taste in his mouth, Qi Ling lowered his eyes and said in a muffled voice, "Understood, I'm sorry."

He clenched the hem of his clothes, "I just want to give you candy."

He wanted to make Xu Chen's life a little sweeter, and he wanted to make his heart less bitter.

But Xu Chen seems to be much stronger than him, he doesn't need comfort.

In the next second, his hand was torn apart, Xu Chen was afraid that he would rub the wound.

Qi Ling lowered his head and opened his hands cooperatively, but he didn't say anything.

Xu Chen sighed, touched the back of his hand, as if to comfort him, and coaxed softly: "I won't talk about you anymore, huh?"

Qi Ling remained silent.

He lifted Qi Ling's chin, and as expected, Qi Ling's eyes were red again, full of grievances.

Xu Chen raised his hand, rubbed the end of his wet eyes with his fingertips, lowered his head, felt the smell of toffee in the other's breath, and pressed a kiss on the corner of his lips,

"I think it's pretty sweet now."

With you, it is always sweet.