Lin Qingzhi looked at the outstanding man in front of him, and the feeling of confidant deep in his heart became even stronger.
"That's true.
However, there are more shackles between A Chong and I. I took the first step, but I was already feeling anxious before I even took the next step."
Chen Xinzhi nodded: "I understand, but I wish you good luck."
After a pause, he smiled slightly: "I have great confidence in you."
In fact, the person in front of me is very suitable for Ah Chong. I believe Ah Chong also likes him very much, otherwise he would not be so clingy to him.
Chen Xinzhi lacked family warmth since he was a child, so he looked down on all kinds of emotions in the world.
Only Xue Xin can get into his heart and melt his feelings, so that he can become more tender.
Perhaps because of polarization, he is much more sensitive to emotions than others.
Matching and deep love for some people really have nothing to do with identity or gender.
He and Lin Qingzhi are both this type of people, so he understands it very well and is willing to support it.
Lin Qingzhi smiled softly: "Thank you. I'm so grateful for your love. I will thank you very much in the future."
Chen Xinzhi turned and left gracefully.
Lin Qingzhi returned to Cheng Huanchong's room.
It was probably because he heard the sound of the doorknob that Cheng Huanchong, who was hiding under the quilt, woke up in a daze, pulled off the quilt, frowned and blinked to look at the person.
There was little light in the room, and the person who just entered the door was tall and tall.
"Brother Iron Tou?"
Cheng Huanchong remembered that he seemed to hear Chen Xinzhi's voice earlier, and instinctively called out, yawning: "Why so early?"
The other party didn't answer. He stood with his hands in his pockets and seemed to be staring at himself.
Cheng Huanchong blinked suspiciously and finally recognized Lin Qingzhi.
However, his head was still in a sleep state at this time, and he could not adjust at all. His reaction was slow and he was also in disbelief.
"...Senior?"
Lin Qingzhi walked to the window and gently opened a corner of the curtain.
The sun shines in through the glass windows, and the surrounding area instantly lights up.
Cheng Huanchong looked at the warm and gentle man bathed in the light, his heart moved unconsciously, but then he thought of his second brother's words yesterday, and the feelings that had arisen in his heart dimmed inexplicably, and his heart sank inexplicably.
"Senior, why are you here?
Sit...sit."
Lin Qingzhi was a person who was always observant of every detail. He would carefully read every microexpression he made after he woke up, and he was sure that his intuition was not wrong.
He didn't speak, walked slowly and gracefully, and sat on the edge of the bed.
Cheng Huanchong looked at the man with an extraordinary temperament in front of him, and felt that his gentle eyes seemed to have a strange heat. His heart tightened inexplicably, and he sat up with his arms slightly panicked.
"Senior...you...?"
Lin Qingzhi's voice was as gentle as jade: "Early in the morning, I saw the post you posted on WeChat Moments at midnight last night. I knew you were sick, so I hurriedly brought my family doctor over to see you.
Ah Chong, are you feeling better?"
After Cheng Huanchong heard this, his heart suddenly felt warm, and the dim fire deep in his heart rekindled, running around like a prairie fire.
"...I'm feeling better, my head doesn't seem as heavy as last night."
He has a lot of WeChat friends. The classmates and friends who stayed up late to play in the circle of friends he posted at around 3pm last night definitely didn't see it. People who didn't get up early were even less likely to see it. If they saw it, they would be like the people in front of them who came early in the morning.
His own - I guess it's just him.
To say that I am not impressed would be a lie.
Lin Qingzhi looked at his still pale cheeks, and in the end, his heartache overcame his reason.
"The doctor has checked your pulse. You have a gastrointestinal virus and you need to recover for two or three days.
Don't eat randomly during these two days, and try to eat something light.
It's still cold outside, remember not to run around."
Cheng Huanchong looked at the people nearby and nodded obediently.
"……okay, I get it."
Then, the room became quiet, and the person on the edge of the bed stopped talking, seemingly waiting for something. Cheng Huanchong didn't know what to say for a while, and the atmosphere suddenly became inexplicably uncomfortable.
Lin Qingzhi sat calmly and calmly.
Cheng Huanchong was half leaning on the pillow, feeling a little on pins and needles, and moved uncomfortably.
Lin Qingzhi finally withdrew her warm eyes, sighed vaguely, and stood up gracefully.
"When you feel better, I'll go back.
I asked my assistant to prepare light porridge and concoction for you.
Remember, drink medicine after eating something, not on an empty stomach.”
Cheng Huanchong looked at him blankly, seeing that he was leaving so soon, and he felt nervous unconsciously. He couldn't shout out the words he wanted to say, and he suddenly became extremely anxious. Until Lin Qingzhi's fair and slender hand touched the doorknob, he suddenly became extremely nervous.
.
"Senior! I-I have something to ask you!"
Lin Qingzhi retracted his hand, turned slightly sideways, and looked at him with an elegant and calm handsome face.
When Cheng Huanchong saw him like this, his handsome face turned red unconsciously, and he hesitated when he wanted to speak.
"That...I-I..." Lin Qingzhi's eyes were filled with doting, half-smiling but not smiling: "What on earth are you going to ask me?"
"I..." Cheng Huanchong saw that there seemed to be a hint of joking in his eyes. He didn't know where the courage came from, or he was angry, so he asked angrily: "What are you doing so well to me?
I don’t have anything for you to plot here!”
Lin Qingzhi couldn't help laughing when he heard the words, his voice was like a gurgling stream, it was really pleasant to the ear.
"Why do you think I am?
Um?"
Cheng Huanchong was a little dizzy when he asked such a complicated question, and said depressedly with unknown anger: "What are you asking me for?
This is your business, I have to ask you!"
Unlike someone who was sulking, Lin Qingzhi was calm and composed, with a doting smile on his face.
"You think you don't have anything for me to picture, but I think you do.
I just want to be nice to you, and only to you, Cheng Huanchong."
Cheng Huanchong's head buzzed, and he felt that his heart was shattered instantly. His head went blank. He didn't know whether he was still a little dizzy or more dizzy. He couldn't turn around.
Seeing that he was confused, Lin Qingzhi simply turned the doorknob, locked the door, and walked step by step towards the person on the bed.
Cheng Huanchong was so confused that he stared at him blankly.
Until Lin Qingzhi came to the edge of the bed, his tall and tall figure leaned down slightly.
Cheng Huanchong seemed startled, and seemed to have just reacted. He instinctively ducked back, hitting the pillow with the back of his head, and stared at Lin Qingzhi with his big, clear eyes like a deer.
The other party saw his embarrassment and panic in his eyes, and sighed helplessly.
"Did you hear clearly?
Understand?
Cheng Huanchong, I admit that I have some plans for you, and I have them from the beginning.
I have been following you for several years. From the time you were a young painter to the time you became famous all over the world, I have been your most persistent and loyal fan on the fan list.
People who like your works and thus fall in love with you.”