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Chu Qiu didn't expect to meet such a special person.

In fact, he has always been curious and yearning for such feelings, but he will always stop at the first step of the communication.

Chu Qiu was cross-legged and not too dirty, sitting beside Fengsui's small window, looking at the mountains outside, listening to Aunt Chu nagging about some of the homework.

Probably because Chu Qiu has been too busy in recent days, the frequency of returning to the orphanage has changed from once a week to once every two weeks, and people are always tired. Aunt Chu always feels distressed that he is not well rested and naturally speaks less. A lot.

This time Chu Qiu had a rest for two days, and he was in a very good state of mind. Aunt Chu was very happy seeing him in his spirit, and she really had a lot of things to say.

In fact, most of them are trivial things. For example, the new kid urinates a few times, such as who and who had a fight the other day, or who was adopted, and the family conditions are still very good. topic of.

Chu Qiu leaned his head against the wall, listening quietly, with a slight smile on his face.

"Xia Xia came back from Europe. She brought a lot of special products to her aunt, and the children have a share." Aunt Chu said with a smile, "I also met her man, the two of them are very good..."

Chu Qiu nodded, and he also received a postcard and a pen from Chu Xia.

He unscrewed the lid of the thermos flask and handed it to Aunt Chu who looked tired.

Aunt Chu drank her saliva and started nagging again, and the two of them stopped and went, slowly slipping from morning to noon.

The wind was strong on the city wall, and Chu Qiu took Aunt Chu down, and the two of them randomly found a small restaurant with no people, and dealt with the lunch with a bite of buns and noodles.

When she returned to the yard in the afternoon, Aunt Chu didn't seem to feel tired at all.

Aunt Chu looked at Chu Qiu, who was surrounded by children and was messing with sugar, waited until every child got the sugar, then asked, "Will you stay in the yard today?"

Chu Qiu thought for a while, and shook his head.

He has to take a good rest and review the script of "Wen Hao" again tomorrow, so as not to capsize during the audition.

"You will wait." As if thinking of something, Aunt Chu took Chu Qiu into the next room, and took out a small bag of pickled vegetables and some green vegetables from inside. "

Chu Qiu was not polite, and reached out and took it.

Aunt Chu looked at Chu Qiu carrying the bag, and said, "Your boss Qi likes this pickled vegetable."

Chu Qiu paused, nodding thoughtfully.

…

Zhang Dali received Chu Qiu at Fenghuang Entertainment.

And Chu Qiu originally came to deliver food to Qi Tianrui.

The job of an actor is destined to be impossible for him to have many regular holidays. The normal holidays and weekends have nothing to do with the actor.

Unfortunately, most of Chu Qiu's short vacation hit a working day.

So he thought about it, and simply made what Qi Tianrui wanted to eat and gave it to him.

Chu Qiu still remembered what Qi Tianrui said he wanted to eat on his birthday before, so he happened to get some pickles from Aunt Chu, and he even finished all the pickles that Qi Tianrui wanted to eat at once, and took a taxi. Arrived at Fenghuang headquarters.

This time Qi Tianrui finally didn't miss it again, he called him when Chu Qiu tried to put the lunch box in his hand and left.

"Have you eaten by yourself?" Qi Tianrui asked.

Chu Qiu shook his head. He ate too much in the morning. After finishing the food for Qi Tianrui at noon, he was going to buy a bowl of porridge mats at random outside stores. He had to go to an audition in the afternoon.

"Not hungry?"

"Yeah." Chu Qiu nodded.

"Then you have to eat some cushion to cushion your stomach." Qi Tianrui said, took out a small bowl and a pair of chopsticks from the lounge, divided some rice into it, and handed the chopsticks to Chu Qiu.

Chu Qiu looked at Qi Tianrui for a few seconds, and still took the chopsticks he handed over.

Qi Tianrui touched his face and couldn't help wondering if there was something on his face.

But after touching the whole face, there was nothing strange.

Chu Qiu turned a blind eye to Qi Tianrui's actions. He opened several lids, aligned his chopsticks, and clamped a piece of rice tofu.

When Qi Tianrui looked at these three dishes, his eyes fell on the extra pickles, and he reached out to grab a chopstick.

"Are you back to the orphanage?" Mr. Qi asked smoothly.

After Chu Qiu heard the words, he turned his head and looked at Qi Tianrui, only then did Qi Tianrui realize that he seemed to have leaked.

Mr. Qi coughed slightly and found that he had exposed the circuitous tactics he had carried out in private, and he was still exposed in front of Chu Qiu, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"The kids are very cute," Qi Tianrui said, and then explained, "I just...I just went to see it, nothing else."

"Yeah." Chu Qiu retracted his gaze, thought for a while, and then continued, "They like Brother Qi very much."

"Bringing them so many snacks and candy, naturally likes me." Qi Tianrui said and smiled twice, "it's a kid."

After speaking, Qi Tianrui reacted, turning his head to look at Chu Qiu, his eyes widened slightly, as if he was extremely surprised: "Xiao Qiu...you know?"

Chu Qiu naturally understood that Qi Tianrui was referring to his frequent trips to the orphanage to disperse his wealth.

Chu Qiu nodded, facing Qi Tianrui's gaze, and explained: "Aunt Chu said it."

When Qi Tianrui looked at the bowl of pickles, thinking of Aunt Chu's eyes that seemed to see everything through, he couldn't help but feel faint in his dim sum.

Qi Tianrui put down his chopsticks and wanted to ask Aunt Chu what to say, but felt wrong and held back.

After a long while, he finally recovered his voice.

Mr. Qi asked Chu Qiu: "Are you angry?"

"Huh?" Chu Qiu felt a little puzzled about this.

Mr. Qi stared at Chu Qiu seriously for a while, and after confirming that he was indeed pure doubt, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I thought you would be angry and I went to the orphanage." He said.

"Not angry." Chu Qiu shook his head, "The people in the courtyard are very happy."

Qi Tianrui picked up the chopsticks in silence, took a chopstick fan, and took a sip, his eyes always falling on Chu Qiu.

"What about you?" he asked suddenly.

Chu Qiu turned his head blankly and looked at Qi Tianrui suspiciously.

"Are you happy?" Qi Tianrui asked.

Chu Qiu didn't understand how this matter had anything to do with his unhappiness.

It is a good thing for Qi Tianrui to go to the orphanage to disperse his wealth, and it is a good thing for the orphanage. Qi Tianrui himself seems to be willing, so what does it have to do with him?

Chu Qiu was stunned for a long time before he thought of what Aunt Chu said the day before yesterday in a daze.

Qi Tianrui went for him.

Chu Qiu's mind finally matched Qi Tianrui's thinking with difficulty.

"Brother Qi..." Chu Qiu said, thinking about how to express it before continuing, "Is it for me to go?"

Qi Tianrui replied simply: "Yes."

To be honest, if Qi Tianrui wants to be charity, he just throws money with a wave of his hand. Where does he need to go to the orphanage himself?

If it were not for Chu Qiu, for Aunt Chu, he would not go in person.

There are thousands of ways to give love and do charity, and he doesn't need to do everything by himself.

Aunt Chu was right to say that Qi Tianrui was indeed directed at Chu Qiu, and his goal was very obvious.

He loves to listen to Aunt Chu's nagging about Chu Qiu's previous things, and he made it clear that it was because of Chu Qiu that he came, and the purpose was barely written on his face.

Chu Qiu tilted his head and looked at Qi Tianrui for a long time, and finally nodded, "Somewhat happy."

Qi Tianrui, who had never thought of getting such a reply, was stunned for a while, and couldn't help thinking that he was hearing a hallucination, "Say it again?"

Chu Qiu repeated: "Happy."

Chu Qiu was indeed happy.

When a person finds that he is valued by others, no matter who that other person is, he will feel a little touched in his heart.

Chu Qiu used to be closed and dull. He rarely knew that, but now he can vaguely feel it.

—After all, Aunt Chu and Qi Tianrui both stated very candidly and clearly. Even if he is slow, he understands that what Qi Tianrui is doing has nothing to do with the starting point, it is him.

Chu Qiu pursed his lips, with a slight smile on his face.

Yes, he is indeed happy.

The emotion that made his chest feel bulging is very bright and lively, which can probably be called joy.

Qi Tianrui looked at Chu Qiu in astonishment.

He was used to seeing Chu Qiu's calm and unwavering appearance.

It was as if Qi Tianrui couldn't touch Chu Qiu in anything, couldn't fall into his eyes, and couldn't move him.

Sometimes Qi Tianrui felt that Chu Qiu had completely separated himself from this world, so he watched him do those things for him so indifferently, not moved, only clear in his heart. Thinking about how to repay.

But sometimes, Qi Tianrui clearly knows that he has received a response to what he did.

For example, Chu Qiu would bear the pain to share his sweets. For example, Chu Qiu was willing to follow his suggestions and take the initiative to invite, such as the cake that Chu Qiu made on his birthday, or Chu Qiu's current pair of twinkling happy eyes.

Did he respond to me?

Qi Tianrui couldn't recover until Chu Qiu gently put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hands.

The bottom of the bowl collided with the glass coffee table, making a crisp sound.

Qi Tianrui looked at Chu Qiu blankly, his mind buzzing.

He didn't know which of the tendons was wrong, or the mouth was out of the control of his mind.

An inquiry blurted out, with a little unobvious expectation and cautiousness: "Then are you willing to accept me?"

Chu Qiu was taken aback, then looked at him at a loss.

"It's okay, it's okay!"

Qi Tianrui quickly put down the bowls and chopsticks, waved his hands again and again, and even gently covered Chu Qiu's mouth when he was about to speak.

"Don't say it, don't say it, I don't want to be rejected a second time."

Chu Qiu: "..."

"I just want to hear the affirmative answer. If not, you..." Qi Tianrui let go, "You still don't want to say it."

Chu Qiu obediently remained silent.

Such a reaction was expected by Qi Tianrui, but it still disappointed him somewhat.

He leaned on the back of the sofa chair and looked at Chu Qiu pitifully at what he didn't know what to do. After a long while, he said, "Why don't you kiss me and comfort me?"

Then he scared Chu Qiu away.

Mr. Qi sat on the sofa and looked at the door that Chu Qiu took. The whole person slid down the back of the sofa, feeling a sad ball.

As for Chu Qiu, he ran to the underground parking lot of Fenghuang Entertainment, found a corner where no one had no cars, squatted down and covered his face, and he was like a ball.

Zhang Dali received a call from Qi Tianrui, and when he drove over to pick up people, he walked three times in the parking lot of Fenghuang Entertainment's four major districts ABCD before he found him in a small corner in Zone B. The baby Qiu is in a ball.

Zhang Dali picked up Qiu Tuanzi, stuffed him into the co-pilot, and asked, "What's the matter? This is? Qi Tianrui bullied you?"

Chu Qiu shook his head and stared at the outside of the car window until the scene outside the car changed from the parking lot to the green belt, and he slowly recovered.

Chu Qiu turned his head to look at Zhang Dali, his lips opened, closed again, and stopped talking.

Zhang Dali frowned when he stared at him, and asked, "What's the matter? What do you want to say?"

"Brother Dali..." Chu Qiunane asked, "Brother Qi... what does he like about me?"

Zhang Dali stopped breathing, stepped on the brakes, and turned his head in shock after stopping to the side of the road.

"He actually has the courage to confess!?"

Is it going to rain red in the sky? !

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