He said I was soft and nice

Chapter 6

Qi Ling returned to the rented complex, entered the elevator, pressed his own floor, and inadvertently saw his current appearance on the smooth wall——

The handsome young man was holding a cup of milk tea, with smiles on his eyes and brows, looking obedient and sweet.

Qi Ling was stunned, why was he smiling so happily?Looking at it like this, the curve of the corner of his mouth never came down all the way, obviously he and Xu Chen had already separated at the gate of the community, there was no need to pretend...

Holding the milk tea tightly, he looked down at your lemon tea, which he had already drank half of, and muttered, "Is this lemon tea too sweet?"

I don't know if Xu Chen will drink the other cup?

Qi Ling remembered the helplessness in Xu Chen's eyes when he took the lemon tea, and the corners of his mouth curled up again. Later, he had to send a message to check whether Xu Chen had drunk it. If the other party didn't like it, he could take the opportunity to say that he would try it next time. Try other flavors.

Thinking of this, Qi Ling quickened his pace, and just after changing his shoes at the entrance, the phone in his pocket rang.

His first thought was, Xu Chen doesn't know his cell phone number?

But when he saw the caller ID, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually disappeared, and his eyes turned cold, so he held the phone and looked at it quietly for half a minute before pressing to answer.

"Why are you answering the phone now? What were you doing just now?"

The questioning hidden in his voice completely ruined Qi Ling's good mood, he pursed his lips, "Mom, I just came back from dinner, and the phone was muted."

Yao Peilan also found that her tone seemed not very good just now, and her voice softened, "I just care about you, there is no other meaning, and I called you today because I found out that the living expenses paid by my family are useless. ?”

Every month, they would send money to Qi Ling's bank card, which was issued with Qi Ling's father's ID card, which Qi Ling had used since he was a child.

"I make up lessons for others, and I have enough money with me."

Yao Peilan smiled and said: "It's good to have money, don't live frugally, our family is not short of this money, how are you doing at school? You are most afraid of heat, if it is too hard, you can push the tutoring away." You can spend the money in that bank card as you like."

Although their family is not as wealthy as the Xu family, it is also a well-off family. Both parents have stable jobs, have a house and a car, and are not under pressure from loans.

Yao Peilan wanted to say something, but Qi Changyong, who was next to her, pushed her by the shoulder and signaled her to get down to business with his eyes.

Yao Peilan covered the microphone and gave him a blank look, "I know! What's the rush?"

Qi Ling also heard the movement over there, his eyelids drooped, and he remained silent.

"Lingling, did you have a relationship at school?" Yao Peilan tentatively asked, "Is there any girl you are interested in? I heard that A has many beautiful girls."

"No, I've been very busy recently." Qi Ling's tone was very light, and he couldn't hear any emotion.

Yao Peilan had expected such an answer, "I just guessed, it's like this, Aunt Wang's daughter next door is also going to university in City A, I checked, and it's quite close to your school, our two families are The master wants you to meet up."

"Isn't today Thursday? Wait until Saturday afternoon, you invite someone to have dinner, and I've made an agreement with the other side."

Yao Peilan didn't wait for Qi Ling to respond, she arranged everything for him, "Are you going to be on summer vacation soon? When you come back with her, there will be someone to take care of you."

"When are you on summer vacation?"

Qi Ling: "There are still two weeks."

"That's just right, you guys should get in touch with each other first. The little girl is very nice. Your father and I are very satisfied. When the time comes, you can find a job here at home, and we can feel at ease."

Yao Peilan wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Qi Ling, "Is Yueyue leaving school?"

Qi Yue is Qi Ling's younger brother. He is four years old and is in kindergarten.

"Let me check the time." Yao Peilan took down the phone and glanced at it, then hurriedly said, "I forgot if you didn't remind me, your dad and I are going to pick him up, call us if you have anything to do."

After she finished speaking, she remembered something, and added, "Don't think about what you have, you understand?"

This time, Qi Ling didn't reply.

The lemon teacup on the tea table stood quietly, its body was full of small water droplets, which condensed and slid off, and a circle of transparent water stains bloomed on the table, like an invisible cage, binding him until he couldn't breathe gas.

He looked at the remaining half cup of lemon tea, which was his favorite flavor, but he couldn't afford another sip.

After hanging up the phone, Qi Ling lay on his back on the sofa as if exhausted, and turned his head to look at the huge French window next to him.

There is only one requirement for him to rent a house, that is, the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room must be large, which will give him a very bright and warm feeling, and the orange sunset in the afternoon will make him feel relaxed.

But this time, it didn't seem to work.

He raised his hand, with slender fingertips and distinct joints. Blue blood vessels were faintly visible on the back of his hand, which was now bathed in the sun and became somewhat transparent.

He opened it vainly and held it again, but he couldn't feel anything.

He knew what Yao Peilan's last sentence meant—

Don't like men, that's not normal, people with a sick mind like the same sex.

When he was in the first year of high school, he was vaguely aware of his sexuality. He had no interest in the little girls who handed him love letters, and instead his eyes fell on those boys with superior appearance involuntarily.

At that time, he was restless and terrified, and subconsciously sought help from his parents, but he only got endless accusations and disgust.

"I didn't send you to study to make you think about these messy things. Now you think you are gay? Qi Ling, don't you feel ashamed and awkward when you say such words?"

"I can't imagine how you came up with such an idea, it's disgusting..."

"Qi Ling, you'd better give me up on this idea, our Qi family can't afford to lose this person!"

These words still echoed in his ears. From then on, he felt that he was a different kind, that he was disgusting, and that he didn't deserve to live in this world at all.

During that time, he lived in a muddle, quarreling with his parents every day, becoming sensitive and inferior. His parents looked at him full of disappointment, and he discussed having a second child without shy away from it.

At that time, he really felt abandoned by the whole world, and he walked to the edge of the cliff, crumbling.

But one day he met a person who said that homosexuality is not a disease, but just another sexual orientation, and there is no need to pay too much attention to it.

A few fluttering words were undoubtedly salvation for Qi Ling at that time.

From then on, he thought about it and knew how to hide himself. He put aside those thoughts, mixed with the crowd, and lived like a normal person.

In high school, he used his studies to paralyze himself, and was admitted to the best A university in China as the provincial champion. In college, he worked hard to learn professional knowledge, published papers, and worked as a tutor. He won the highest level of scholarship every time.

But the more depressed he was, the stronger his thoughts became.

Especially in the third year of the junior year when the courses were drastically reduced and under the frequent urging and hints from his parents, he desperately wanted to have a relationship, even a simple sex/love would be fine.

Now that the holiday is less than two weeks away, for him and Xu Chen, the latter is obviously more suitable.

If they didn't agree, they would just take advantage of the holiday to calm down. If they did, he might not consider going back to his hometown during the holiday.

It's just that the progress is too slow now.

This is not only due to Xu Chen's personality, he also has a lot of responsibility.

Qi Ling couldn't help but think of his smile in the elevator. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether he was pretending or really happy. It was undoubtedly relaxing to be with Xu Chen. The other party's conniving attitude made him a little carried away and immersed in In this play game.

Although his purpose was not pure from the beginning.

He opened the chat history with Xu Chen, writing, deleting and deleting in the dialog box.

[My parents asked me to go on a blind date, but I don't want to go, I'm not interested in girls. 】

After typing this passage, he felt it was inappropriate again, it was too abrupt, and Xu Chen might not be able to detect his hidden meaning, why not just confess that he is gay and had feelings for him from the beginning?

With Xu Chen's character, even if he knew he was gay, he wouldn't make a big deal out of it, he was sure of that.

But in this way, wouldn't the persona he got along with before collapse in an instant, and Xu Chen would even feel that he had been lying to him all along.

Qi Ling rubbed his hair in boredom. Since the phone call, he felt indescribably impatient, and he had lost the patience and leisure he had when he was with Xu Chen.

He clearly knew that there was no rush for someone like Xu Chen.

Qi Ling on one side is thinking about his words, and Xu Chen on the other side has just returned to the company. His almost abandoned project still has a lot of things to deal with. to any handle.

His secretary hadn't finished get off work yet, so he handed him a bunch of documents as soon as he returned to the office, "Mr. Xu, this is something you asked me to sort out."

"Well, I'll ask you these questions tomorrow, and you can get off work." Xu Chen began to look through the materials after speaking.

The secretary was a little surprised. With so many things, did Xu Chen plan to read them all in one night?

Seeing that he was not moving, Xu Chen raised his head and asked, "What else is there?"

The secretary shook her head again and again, "No, no."

At this time, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the milk tea at Xu Chen's table, and asked in surprise, "Mr. Xu, do you like milk tea?"

He remembered Xu Chen's taste, and he never drank these sweet drinks. Every time he saw them drinking, he would frown and tell them to drink less, why now?

A look of discomfort flashed in Xu Chen's eyes, and he covered his lips and coughed: "It's lemon tea, someone forced it on me."

When Qi Ling handed him the drink softly, he didn't miss the playfulness in the other party's eyes, as if he was holding the drink for something very amusing.

The secretary nodded understandingly, "That's it! Then I'll take you downstairs and dispose of it."

Such a large drink can easily damage the paper documents on the table if it is knocked over.

But before he reached out his hand, Xu Chen moved the drink away one step ahead of him, without letting him touch it, "No need."

After the secretary left, Xu Chen looked at the lemon tea on the table that was guarded by him by accident, and felt a headache for a while. What was he doing?

Last time it was ice cream, this time it was lemon tea.

He stared at the milk tea on the table for a while, then decided to pick up his phone and send a message to Qi Ling.

[Xu Chen: Drink less milk tea, it's unhealthy, and so is ice cream. 】

[Xu Chen: Next time, change to another. 】

When Qi Ling saw the other party's message, he felt that every word was square, old-fashioned and serious.

He looked at the hot content in his chat box again, and there were even some obscure words such as [about] among them. Compared with the two, he seemed perverse and presumptuous.

He was silent for a while, picked up the lemon tea on the table, and wiped away the circle of water stains. There was a gap in the circle, like a road.

Qi Ling took a sip slowly, deleted all the previous drafts, and then replied,

[Qi Ling: Oh. 】

He lay back on the sofa, read Xu Chen's news three or four times, and finally his eyes fell on that [next time].

He raised his hand to cover his eyes, but he couldn't hide the curvature of the corner of his mouth——

Why is this person so interesting?