The autumn night is cold and the wind blows the fallen leaves
Knowing that he would not come, Li Yingchi went home after waiting for a while.
Nothing would have happened originally, but the next day, the symptoms of illness that appeared in every world suddenly appeared, and he still caught a cold.
The wind-cold caused a high fever that persisted and a persistent cough.
In the end, the frail young gentleman actually coughed up blood.
In fact, it was not painful, just like a normal cough, but Li Yingchi was inevitably frightened when he encountered this situation for the first time.
That's when Su Yanche appeared.
A head popped up from the wall in the middle of the night, its face could not be seen clearly, and its muscular figure looked particularly scary in the dark.
"Little sir?"
This scene was so weird that Li Yingchi was so full of tears that he even forgot to cry.
But in short, Su Yanche is a very enthusiastic and good neighbor.
He found a doctor for him and took good care of him all night, and continued to help him until later.
Li Yingchi didn't understand why Hua Liangru did that.
It was clearly an agreement, but it was suddenly broken. She didn't even ask him for an explanation during the past few days when she was sick.
Aren't they friends?
The peaceful days made Li Yingchi forget the existence of the mission for a moment.
The initially tough attitude gradually softened in this boiling frog environment, and he began to want to become friends with the protagonist.
Who would have thought that the plot line is waiting for him here!
It was so annoying that he decided never to trust any man again, just like the original owner!
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There are only two teachers in the private school.
One is Li Yingchi, and the other is Chu Wenqing. After taking a few days off, Chu Wenqing took full charge of the private school.
The Chu family has been studying literature for generations, and this private school was founded by Chu Wenqing's father.
Starting from three generations ago, his family was full of scholars, and they even taught the number one scholar of a certain generation, making him well-known throughout the town.
Li Yingchi was able to come here when he first arrived, thanks to Chu Wenqing's father cherishing good seedlings.
When he was not very proficient at the beginning, Chu Wenqing did most of the work.
The relationship between the two was not too bad before.
Chu Wenqing said that although he was stupid, he was not hopeless if he was willing to learn, and his attitude towards him was quite friendly.
But later, their relationship soured.
It seems that things started to get worse when Li Yingchi started meeting Hua Liangru.
Because Hua Liangru always liked to wait for him outside the private school yard, Li Yingchi felt that this was a bit of a waste of the other person's time, so he would rush to see him every time after school, not wanting to make the other party wait too long.
Chu Wenqing's face became uglier day by day, until the day Li Yingchi asked for leave and was about to leave, he couldn't help but speak.
"Li Yingchi, are you just rushing to see him?"
"Like him so much? Do you know what kind of person he is?"
Li Yingchi didn't hear clearly at the time. He was in a hurry to go to the appointment and had no time to answer those strange questions. He hurriedly waved his hand and left.
Chu Wenqing seemed really angry at that time.
"Whatever you want, I won't stay here forever anyway and I can't control you."
Chu Wenqing can indeed be regarded as Li Yingchi's superior. He also knows that Chu Wenqing will take office as a local official next year. Now he is only here to help temporarily and will leave sooner or later.
But so what, it obviously has nothing to do with him, why would you tell him this?
Later, the holiday was extended by three days.
News of the illness spread to the private school, and many students wrote letters hoping that their Mr. Li would recover soon.
Li Yingchi also received the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that he really wanted to eat.
He once looked at the yard full of sweet-scented osmanthus flowers in his private school and whispered curiously about the taste of sweet-scented osmanthus cake.
I don't know which student wrote it down.
I still feel nothing while resting at home.
As soon as I arrived at the private school, I felt an inexplicable feeling of guilt for absenteeism.
The students haven't come yet, and today is not the day for Li Yingchi to teach.
Instead of going through the main entrance, he went directly to the backyard through the side door. He left something there, and he was going to take it to Washington today to teach the young master.
In fact, he also wanted to avoid Chu Wenqing.
Li Yingchi reflected on himself that his teaching quality may have been affected a lot because he made friends with the protagonist.
From the perspective of Chu Wenqing, who is very strict with everyone, this must be bad for him.
And then he took so many days off... Forget it, let's not meet him head-on.
When entering the backyard, the wooden door opened and the sweet-scented osmanthus in full bloom on the wall was blown away.
The small, soft and light yellow petals spread to the ground in groups, and the extremely fragrant fragrance spread to the tip of the nose.
Someone put down the tea cup and said, "Finally you know you're back?"
Chu Wenqing seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and one or two osmanthus flowers fell on his shoulders at some point.
"It's enough to call you stupid in a private school. How can you be so dull emotionally?"
"Have I ever told you that a person like Hua Liangru is not worthy of your lifelong trust? His pursuit of you may not be sincere."
The young man standing under the tree bit his lip and whispered for a moment, "...you are right."
"I won't believe those words anymore."
In the past, every time when Hua Liangru was mentioned, the other party would want to talk back to him if he said something. This was the first time that Li Yingchi did not refute.
The words Chu Wenqing originally planned to say suddenly froze on his lips.
Finally, it turned into a sentence, "It's good to know. You'd better keep your word."
"You're wearing so few clothes just after getting sick. Do you think the fever is not uncomfortable enough?"
A long gown was draped on Li Yingchi again. He couldn't help but cough lightly, and was helped to sit down in the room.
"Are you still having a fever and feeling dizzy?" Chu Wen's clear and solemn face was calm, a bit angry.
He stretched out his hand to feel the temperature on Li Yingchi's forehead again, "You knew you were coming at a time like this. I've already taken four days off, and there are only a few more days left."
Li Yingchi just shook his head, covered his mouth and coughed lightly, unable to speak.
The man who had an aggressive tone at first became confused within a few actions of Li Yingchi, and almost became a doctor in his anxiety. In the end, Li Yingchi calmed down on his own and asked for a cup of hot water to drink slowly.
He explained softly and pursed his lips softly, "I didn't mean to come. Something fell here."
There were some water stains, and the pale pink lips looked particularly soft and tender. Following the young man's movements, the less obvious lip beads were pursed and slightly bulged, making them tempting to pick.
"Yes, you just don't want to stay with me, and I didn't ask you to come."
Chu Wenqing looked away and said in a cold tone, "If you have something, just ask someone to pass it on. It's not like I can't give it to you. I'll just stay at home if I know I haven't recovered well."
"If you get sick again, you won't have to start classes in private school. You'll be absent from work all day long. Just wait and drink the northwest wind."
"No, I've recovered." Li Yingchi lowered his head in shame, "It's my fault for asking for leave. This month's monthly payment... will be deducted."
Li Yingchi mustered up the courage to say these words.
His family was poor and he came here alone. He had to buy everything from scratch, and he had very little money.
One month's payment is really a huge sum of money to him.
It was because he really felt that what he did was wrong that he put forward such conditions to make amends.
Chu Wenqing didn't answer and turned to other things, "Do you know where to find me when I'm not in private school?"
Of course he didn't know, but in fact Li Yingchi vaguely remembered that Chu Wenqing had told him, but he had forgotten it.
His pink fingers were slightly twisted in his sleeves. Li Yingchi was stunned. The next second, his hand was pulled out and patted.
It's the kind of method used to teach students a lesson.
Li Yingchi turned his head away in embarrassment, "I just forgot, how could you hit me."
"I'll tell you again, can you remember this time?"
"......can."
It wasn't until Chu Wenqing went to class and Li Yingchi got the things he needed to teach the young master in Washington, and when he walked out of the private school, he slowly remembered something.
"Huh? I thought he wanted to be friends with me."
Li Yingchi still doesn't understand the protagonist's thoughts. Friendship is something that he can't figure out, and it's even harder for him to understand the love above it.
The system has become accustomed to it: "From the moment the protagonist first met the host, his favorability has exceeded that of ordinary friends. All subsequent actions can be classified as pursuing a partner."
"Pursuing...? Does he want to be a couple with me? A couple between two men?"
"Yes, host. In fact, according to the settings, you should have planned to agree to the protagonist's pursuit that night. However, because of the protagonist's breach of contract, you went dark and decided not to believe what the man said anymore, and you wanted to take revenge on the protagonist."
Li Yingchi was in a bad mood, "Do I like him too? Was I dumped?"
"...No, you didn't like him, and you weren't dumped."
The system sighed and explained in detail to Li Yingchi, "You were just let down by the protagonist. Whether it was the original plot or now, the protagonist has been pursuing you unilaterally from beginning to end."
"So that's it."
Li Yingchi was walking on the road in the wind with his book in his arms. The wind blew the hair in front of his forehead into a mess. He couldn't spare his hand to tidy it up. He was still talking to the system, "I thought I fell in love without knowing it." I'm about to be dumped without even talking about it."
"That would be too unfair to me."
The little gentleman has a good temper and rarely gets angry, but he doesn't like to be deceived.
If there is something he did not do well, he also hopes that the other party can tell him clearly directly. Inexplicable things will make him feel sad.
"How could that be?" The system shielded his face from the wind and said honestly, "No one would be willing to do that to you."
Chapter 116 The Sick Mr. (2)
The air is filled with the unique coldness of autumn.
The street shop has just passed its busiest morning, and the steamer that is still heating is billowing with white mist.
When the wind blows, the fragrance and steam flow along the streets, like a river carrying the smell of a bun shop.
The trees on the roadside were bare and desolate, and the ground was covered with dead leaves one after another.
People are coming and going, and the leaves cannot be avoided. They make a crisp sound when stepped on, which is opposite to the liveliness of the season.
Going against the crowd, the young man passed through the street holding a book.
The dark blue gown made him tall and tall, and his steps were very slow. Coupled with his elegant and gentle temperament, he stood out among a group of hurried people in coarse linen clothes.
Soon, someone discovered him.
"Isn't this Mr. Little?"
"Um?"
Li Yingchi was born with a white complexion, but now that he has suffered a serious illness, he has a sense of transparency that has never seen the light of day. His delicate eyebrows drooped tiredly because of the illness.
When he heard someone calling him, he slowed down, blinked and looked sideways.
The warm sunshine fell on his body, and his fair side face was only slightly red at the corners of his lips. When he turned his face, it was like an ink painting of a beauty that had suddenly smudged out the paint.
The next second, the beauty in the painting came to life.
With a smile on his face, the young man held the book in front of him and said warmly, "It's Brother Lin."
Everyone held their breath the moment he appeared, and even the pedestrians passing by couldn't help but slow down their pace. When they were about to walk out of the street, their eyes were still lingering.
There are many children attending private schools in the homes of people who run shops on the street.
Those from poor families who could not afford to go to school took advantage of the free literacy classes that Chu Wenqing occasionally held on holidays to learn a thing or two.
After Li Yingchi arrives, he will also go to help before the holidays.
As time went by, the people in the town gradually came to know that there was a young teacher in the private school.
Mr. Chu is gentler than Mr. Chu and is easy to talk to. Although the parents have not had much contact with him, they always hear children praise him and have a good impression of him.
"Sir, you are so early today!"
"Sir, do you want to have breakfast? Do you want to try my noodles? The taste is guaranteed to be fresh!"
"Hey, what's so delicious about noodles? My steamed buns are the most delicious. Come to my house to eat them, sir!"
Li Yingchi knew that everyone had good intentions, so he was even more at a loss and overly enthusiastic. He had never been good at dealing with such scenes and didn't know how to repay them.
Shaking his head, Li Yingchi pursed his lips and considered what he wanted to say, when he felt some itching in his throat again.
He covered his lips with his sleeve and coughed a few times. His slender eyebrows wrinkled impatiently, and a sickly blush appeared on his pale cheeks, which made people unable to bear to disturb him any more, "Thank you for your kindness..."
After rejecting everyone, he walked around the street and then passed through an alley paved with bluestones, and then Li Yingchi arrived in Washington.
The Hua family is indeed the most famous wealthy businessman in the town.
The mansion has carved beams and painted buildings and is grand in scale.
The courtyard wall is surrounded by their own territory. As far as the eye can see, there are no other homes on either side.
Such deep courtyards always have high walls and dense trees, as if they are hiding some secret.
As soon as you walk in, all the noise from the street disappears.
The high wall blocked out all the noise, and the silence was a bit depressing. The servant who led Li Yingchi in also remained silent.
The dull environment, various expensive furnishings in the room, and the uniform bowing of servants in the courtyard interpret the cold prosperity of Washington.
It was still early, and the beloved young master was not yet fully awake.
The guard asked Li Yingchi to wait in the corridor.
There is no shelter around, and the morning wind blows through the narrow passage, cutting people like ice blades.
It was clear that the sun was still shining when we just walked from the street, but when we entered Hua's house, the sunlight was blocked by the high wall, and the temperature dropped again.
The cold-sensitive constitution seems to have become more serious after getting sick in this world.
Leaning against the pillar in the corridor, Li Yingchi couldn't stop rubbing his hands, covering his face and exhaling, trying to get some warmth.
The clothes seem to be too thin... He should listen to Su Yanche and wear more clothes when going out.
The young master's name is Bai Zhizhi.
In fact, he is not the legitimate young master of the Hua family, but the son of the master's biological sister who married far away. Due to some matters, he was temporarily entrusted to the master of the Hua family.
Li Yingchi was not sure about more things. The first time he met the young master was on the first day he met Hua Liangru.
The other party brought a young master who had also just arrived in town to sign up for the private school.
But later, the young master took a few days off from school because he couldn't adapt to the environment. This is why he is here now to make up for the young master's lessons.
Thinking of Hua Liangru, Li Yingchi stopped breathing and hugged the book silently.
I don't want to see Hua Liangru.
Hua Liangru is a very annoying guy.
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"Well, just do as I said before."
Autumn is followed by the cold days of winter.
Charcoal and cloth needed for heating are the most in-demand commodities nowadays.
The Hua family has recently cooperated with the cloth shop in the next town. As the eldest son who is about to become the next head of the family, Hua Xianqing has been traveling outside during this time.
The following guards quickly wrote down his instructions.
The more I listened, the more I marveled at the eldest son's terrifying business ability and keen judgment.
"Yes, I obey your orders." Stopping in front of the court, the leading guard saw the fatigue in Hua Xian's green eyebrows and said: "Elder Master, you are tired from traveling and traveling, so please go back and rest early."
"Back off."
I haven't closed my eyes for a day and a night, and there is a faint pain from the tight nerves.
After dismissing everyone, Hua Xianqing rubbed his temples and prepared to go back to the study to deal with the accumulated letters. Recently, the list of people he wanted to cooperate with the Hua family has grown again.
Remembering his father's cold tone when he sternly reprimanded him before leaving, Hua Xianqing stepped onto the steps expressionlessly.
Always been this way.
He is the heir his father had to choose, the eldest young master who is respected by everyone, and the future head of the Hua family, but he will not be a special existence in anyone's heart.
He can be replaced at any time.
As his father said, he didn't think much of himself, he just had to.
If Hua Liangru was more ambitious, all the hard work he had put in over the past twenty years would be a joke.
so what.
Does he think that his Hua family is so valuable that it is worth fighting for that position with all his strength?
Hua Xianqing doesn't care about this at all.
He just found it funny and found the old man's angry face ridiculous.
I'm afraid the old man also knows that without him, the Hua family would not have its current status. Dragging that old body, he is also afraid of the loss of his ability to control the Hua family.
The only way to the study should be deserted.
But the moment Hua Xianqing stepped into the verandah, he first saw a young man in thin clothes in the opposite corner, leaning against a pillar.
It was a strange face that he had never seen before.
Separated by two roundabouts of winding verandahs, the young man was hunching his shoulders in fear of the cold. His cheeks were fair and soft, and his childishness was still intact. He looked like a young man who was still studying.
Holding the book, you can see it has turned yellow after being used for many times. The tip of your nose is red from the cold, and you are sniffing pitifully.
He was dressed in the shabby way of a scholar, and even the dark blue gown showed signs of being washed.
There was no need to be wary. He was clearly standing here staring at him without covering up. It felt like a long time had passed, but he still didn't react at all.
He must be here to visit Hua Liangru.
Ah, he doesn't look like an uneducated person. Could it be that he is interested in Hua Liangru's money?
Whatever, it has nothing to do with him.
Hua Xianqing has never seen such a pitiful person. His dark eyebrows like distant mountains wrinkled slightly, as if telling others to come over and comfort him.
If it were someone else here, they might have gone up and shown some enthusiastic concern.
But Hua Xianqing doesn't have that much kindness. If he doesn't kick people out now, it's considered kindness.
After watching for a while, Hua Xianqing didn't pay any attention to him, and was about to pass him directly and go to the study to deal with his own affairs.
Steady footsteps approached, and it wasn't until he got closer that Li Yingchi realized that there was someone suddenly around him.
It was so sudden that Li Yingchi was so frightened that he gasped on the spot.
The cold air irritated his throat and he couldn't take a breath. He covered his lips and coughed a few times.
He didn't have the intention to pay attention to the identity of the man who suddenly appeared. He saw that the man had no intention of talking to him. After walking further and further away, he hurriedly bent down and coughed quietly.
In fact, it is not that uncomfortable. Itching is the main cause of coughing. However, when you cough too quickly, you will still have some difficulty breathing.
After squatting on the ground and resting for a while, I finally felt better.
Li Yingchi stood up and just wanted to see if the guard who had gone to deliver the message had returned, when he found that the man who had walked away suddenly appeared behind him again.
"You..." He involuntarily took a step back, his eyelashes trembling, and he met the other person's gaze.
I could see people more clearly at close range, far more clearly than before when I saw people from across the verandah.
When he raised his eyes to look at the person, a beautiful and delicate face appeared in front of Hua Xianqing without reservation.
The crystal clear eyes that could not be suppressed by the cough still stayed on the long eyelashes, and the ends of the eyes were stained with tears and were slightly red.
Not only was the tip of her small and delicate nose turned red by the wind, Hua Xianqing didn't see it clearly at first, but then she realized that her fair cheeks were also blown pink.
It was obvious that he had caught a cold. The mansion was cold and windy in autumn. Hua Xianqing didn't understand why his brother didn't tell him to wear two more layers in advance.
But when he looked down, a sudden red color on the young man's lips suddenly attracted his attention.
The man in front of him suddenly handed over a white handkerchief. Li Yingchi pinched his fingers and took it hesitantly, "Is it for me?"
Hua Xianqing had no emotion, "Just wipe it."
Li Yingchi quickly realized what the other party wanted to express, bit his lip nervously, and wiped away the blood on his lip.
The handkerchief was quickly folded in his hand, covering the extra bright red, "I am Li Yingchi, the young master's private school teacher. I am here to give him extra lessons today. This handkerchief... I will wash it clean later. Return it to you."
"I can tell you..."
"Hua Qing."
The man spoke calmly, with the same nonchalance as when he turned to leave before, "There is no need to return the handkerchief to me."
Hua Xianqing didn't know why he came back.
Just like his initial definition of young people, every move and appearance of the other party was pitiful. Maybe he was blown away by the wind today and couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north.
However, when he heard that the other party was just a private school teacher who came to class, Hua Xianqing suddenly felt that the other party was much more pleasing to his eyes.
Looking at the other person's pale face, which seemed to get better after coughing, he asked emotionlessly: "Why do you still come here when you are sick?"
"No." Li Yingchi hurriedly replied, "It's just that the weather is too cold today and I feel a little uncomfortable. I won't affect the class, and I won't infect the little master."
The tuition fee for coming to Washington is very important to Li Yingchi.
Money is urgently needed for medicine for illness, bedding for the upcoming winter, new winter clothes that are not ready yet, and the little food left at home.
Most of the money I earned in private school was spent when I was sick.
Seeing that the farm season is approaching and the private school is about to close, the income at the end seems to indicate the miserable life he is about to usher in.
Li Yingchi could not miss this opportunity again.
He pulled Hua Qingqing helplessly and opened his mouth to check him, "I'm not sick, it's just a toothache and bleeding..."
"Okay, close it."
Hua Xianqing pinched his face, his original calm expression was broken, and he couldn't help but frown, "Go to your class, I didn't say anything to you."
Li Yingchi closed his mouth obediently and sneezed secretly again.
Chapter 117 The Sick Mr. (3)
Although the young master is still a child, he has been dependent on others since he was a child and has a sensitive mind. In many aspects, he appears to be more sensible than other children of the same age.
He is always very serious about his studies.
Unlike other students who are naughty by nature and think about things all day long.
He listened carefully to the teachers' teachings in class and took full notes.
I also reviewed by myself after class, and even the three characters Bai Zhizhi written on the page looked particularly neat.
Such children are extremely heartwarming.
Li Yingchi looked at Bai Zhizhi's slightly bulging baby fat when he started writing, and rubbed his little head softly, "Zhizhi, are you feeling tired? We can rest for a while before continuing."
"Sir, I'm not tired." Bai Zhizhi shook his head and rubbed the young man's hand on his head with nostalgia, "This is just the beginning. I like to listen to Sir's lectures."
A gentleman who smells good and is as gentle as my mother is the best gentleman in the world.
If he hadn't been sick, he would have preferred to stay in the private school.
There are not many courses that can be dropped off after a few days off.
In addition, what he has learned recently are some basic things, so it is not difficult for Bai Zhizhi.
Under Li Yingchi's patient teaching, he quickly mastered most of it and began to write the assigned exercises.
The make-up lessons went smoothly.
After resting for a while and having lunch, Li Yingchi accompanied Bai Zhizhi to take a nap again.
It seemed like he had a nightmare, and Bai Zhizhi woke up crying.
Holding the child who had just woken up and coaxing him gently in his arms, the child's furry head was buried in his chest.
Listening to the other party's childish voice sobbing and whispering that he missed his mother so much, Li Yingchi's heart ached, "I will see my mother soon. When autumn passes, Zhizhi will meet her in winter." Mother and father are reunited."
"Good boy, don't cry." He patted Bai Zhizhi's back and comforted him softly, "Sir, you will be here with you."
"Mother..."
With a muffled voice mixed with crying, Li Yingchi allowed the child to hug him tighter and tighter.
In fact, the make-up class originally lasted until noon and should have ended.
He should have left Washington long ago, but Li Yingchi couldn't resist a well-behaved student who said to him coquettishly: I hope my husband will be by my side when I wake up.
Forget it, he has no classes today, so why not stay here to accompany the students.
The doors and windows in the house were closed, and soft blankets were spread on the ground. The suitable temperature made Li Yingchi feel a little sleepy.
A child's energy comes and goes quickly. Bai Zhizhi fell asleep again after crying.
Seeing that it was almost time to leave, Li Yingchi put him back on the bed, tucked him in gently, then secretly opened the door and left.
As soon as he walked to the verandah, the autumn wind blew from the side, and Li Yingchi suddenly felt a chill in his chest.
He hadn't noticed it when he was in the room. When he lowered his head to look, he realized that there was a wet mark in front of him from Bai Zhizhi's crying.
Because of the holding action, Bai Zhizhi cried into his chest.
Looking at it this way, the color of that piece is much darker than other places.
The location was a bit strange. When he saw servants passing by, Li Yingchi subconsciously blocked his body with a book.
After a few seconds, he suddenly felt that he was doing this deliberately, and bit his lip again and relaxed his back, trying to make himself not look so weird.
But the blush on her fair cheeks still made the servants passing by take a few more glances.
It was a cool morning when I arrived, and it was an evening when the sun was setting.
It seemed that he had completely missed the warmest noon. No matter what time it was, Li Yingchi felt that the weather was too cold to be like autumn when he stood in Washington.
Or maybe his body became weak after a serious illness.
When leaving, Li Yingchi saw the guard who brought him into the mansion again.
His eyes lit up and he walked over quickly.
Li Yingchi didn't know anyone in Washington, and the only person he had contact with in the past few days was the guard who sent a message to him to come and make up lessons.
Out of the basic morality of a teacher, he planned to explain Bai Zhizhi's situation to the other party.
Children's mental health is also very important. Being in such a state for a long time may cause irreversible damage to Bai Zhizhi.
But before taking a few steps, the figure of the other party disappeared behind the arch in the courtyard.
Li Yingchi hurriedly took a few steps forward.
In the quiet environment, the sound of him stepping on fallen leaves was particularly harsh, and he involuntarily slowed down.
At this moment, a burst of conversation came into my ears.
Li Yingchi held the book, and consciously leaned against the wall and hid by the arch, trying to make himself invisible.
"It's time for you to start a family at your age."
Some old male voices were murmuring, with the usual tone of elders, probably urging marriage, "Get married, start a family, start a family first, then start a career. The reason why you can't do a big career now is because you haven't got a family."
"Old man, I'm not an unenlightened person. If you like a girl, just tell me and your mother and I will prepare your marriage. Look at other people, they got engaged when they were eighteen or nineteen years old, but you are already in your twenties. , keeping that face all day long."
In the courtyard, Hua Xianqing was sitting on a stone bench with an expressionless face, drinking tea. The old man of the Hua family was standing in front of him, constantly scolding him.
"Can you learn from Liangru? He has been popular since he was a child. How can any little girl not be attracted to him when she sees him... If he hadn't been enlightened, your mother and I would have had a grandson long ago!"
"None of you two can make me worry!"
The tea cup was placed back on the stone table without any effort. The bottom of the cup made a crisp sound when it collided with the stone. Hua Xianqing became a little impatient and asked, "You started a business when you got married?"
Who doesn't know that Hua Family was just an ordinary trading company in the past.
The family's life cannot be said to be very good. At most, they can only afford food and clothing, which is only a little better than the farmers in the town who make money through hard work.
Later, after the eldest son of the Hua family took over, after some rectifications, the business underwent earth-shaking changes, and the Hua family became the largest wealthy businessman in the nearby town.
Even the current Washington residence was only moved in five years after Hua Xianqing took over the business.
This is true, but the Hua family master is still unwilling to admit that he is inferior in front of his eldest son.
"If you don't listen to me now, you will suffer sooner or later." He couldn't help but look embarrassed on his old face, "I have learned bad habits by hanging out with those people outside every day. Are your mother and I trying to harm you by wanting to have a grandson? !"
His expression changed again, "Don't you think you have some Longyang skills?"
"My two sons are still unmarried. Could it be that you all have this habit outside the home...?" The old man, who was over fifty years old, had gray hair and looked panicked and hesitant. He even took two steps back on the spot, "God is going to destroy my Hua family... "
Hua Xianqing didn't know what was going on with Hua Liangru. He never cared much about his younger brother.
As for himself, when Hua Xianqing heard Long Yang's first reaction, the young man he had only met once on the veranda flashed across his mind. It was really strange.
But on the surface, Hua Xianqing still looked at the old man expressionlessly, "What does my liking for men and women have to do with you?"
"Father, why don't you pay more attention to yourself? There is a medical clinic in the east of the city that treats hysteria. I will ask someone to arrange a date for you now."
Li Yingchi had already escaped when the old man of the Hua family told him about Long Yang's good intentions.
The emotions in the original plot surged, and against the cold wind that cut like a knife, Li Yingchi shed tears uncontrollably.
Why do you think so? Why do emotions between people need to be differentiated by gender...
Since the master of the Hua family thinks this way, does Hua Liangru also think this way? Is it because of this idea that he left her?
Obviously, it was obvious that he wanted to agree to it after he proposed it first. It was obvious that he just wanted to be friends, so why did Hua Liangru do this to him.
I didn't see Hua Liangru in Washington today. Did you know that he was coming, so you hid?
Too much.
Li Yingchi squatted in the corner, silently waiting for the emotions that did not belong to him to subside.
Thinking back to the scene he just saw, Li Yingchi even took the time to scold Mr. Hua for going too far.
Hua Xianqing should be the eldest son who didn't appear much in the original plot. Although he didn't have many roles, he was a character who silently supported Hua Liangru from behind.
Li Yingchi had a good impression of him.
Hua Xianqing was so nice that he even lent him a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, and was as enthusiastic as Su Yanche.
How can Mr. Hua use marriage to define his character and make random guesses about the other party? It's really, really excessive!
"Host."
A cold electronic sound suddenly appeared, and the system reminded him to come back to his senses. What followed was a new branch line following the main mission.
"You are resentful because you were despised for your feelings, and you heard the old man say that it is not accepted by the world for men to love each other, so you thought the protagonist felt the same way.
Being hit one after another, you are heartbroken and have gone astray.
So the moment you met the protagonist's eldest brother in the main house of the Hua family, and saw his contemptuous expression when talking to the old man about Long Yang's good fortune, you decided to use him to complete your revenge.
You want the future head of the Hua family, that dignified and indifferent man, to become the type of person who is not accepted by the world. "
[The main mission of this world: Perfectly play the role of a young teacher who has become black due to love according to the character. 】
[Side mission: Please deliberately seduce the eldest son of the Hua family - Hua Xianqing.
And let him personally admit that he likes you, and actively long for love that is not accepted by this era. 】
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After an unpleasant conversation with the old man, Hua Xianqing rubbed his brows, his handsome and handsome face unable to hide his fatigue.
He has heard enough old-fashioned, boring and samey old talk from his elders in the past few years. It is really exhausting to be bothered by such nonsense when he comes back from an outing.
He casually unbuttoned his collar and began to think about when it would be better to move out of the house.
He kept walking, preparing to go back to his room to rest for a while. He still had things to do in the evening. As the New Year was approaching, he couldn't delay anything.
It's that veranda we met again.
When Li Yingchi heard the footsteps, he raised his head in confusion. After reacting for a while, he stood up and said, "Young Master."
Autumn nights always come faster, bringing with them the coldness of winter. Hua Xianqing saw the young man's shrinking shoulders without any surprise.
He loosened his hand on the collar and slowly clasped it back. His tone was calm, and it was hard to tell whether he was blaming or making a statement, "The time for making up lessons should be over."
"It's over..." Li Yingchi thought that this should be a sign of chasing away guests, but thinking of his mission, he bit his lip and suppressed his shyness and said, "There is something I don't know what to do. I want to ask you. Please help me."
The book covering his chest moved away, revealing a dark mark.
Things soaked in water will feel particularly cold when the wind blows over them. The three thin clothes soaked in water stuck together. Hua Xianqing quickly looked away, his Adam's apple rolled, and he asked: "What's going on? ?"
"The young master accidentally cried, and then..."
In fact, there were not so many tears in Bai Zhizhi's eyes.
Li Yingchi's clothes were now a lot wet, and he had sprinkled them with tea himself.
Although it is colder than before, at least the position is not so awkward.
He didn't think about anything when he did this, he just felt that there was something wrong with the few tears, but he didn't know how obvious it was under the cold stimulation after being so wet.
Hua Xianqing didn't say anything, and Li Yingchi couldn't sit still for a while.
Lying is not something young gentlemen do often.
He couldn't stop biting his lip when he felt guilty, because he kept crushing it repeatedly due to nervousness, and when he let go, it was already a bright red color.
I had cried secretly before coming here, my face was slightly moist, and there was still a redness on my eyelids that had not faded.
Such a young gentleman does not look guilty.
It's more like a weak and helpless person looking for help when faced with an embarrassment that is beyond his ability to solve.
She is extremely innocent and thinks that everyone is a good person. When she meets someone, she will immediately expose her soft belly. She has no idea what kind of thoughts people who are tempted like this will have.
"How do you want me to help you?"
It was the first time he had done such a thing, and the young man who had completed several world missions was very strange.
Hearing the man's thoughtful question, Li Yingchi's fair and pink cheeks gradually turned red, his eyelashes couldn't stop trembling, and his voice was so weak that it almost disappeared in the wind, "Can I ask you to borrow a piece of clothing?"
The eldest son is so easy to talk to, but he wants to do these things to him, and he doesn't know how to...
This is too difficult. Can I really complete this side mission?
Poor acting.
But it's pathetic enough.
Without answering, Hua Xianqing crossed Li Yingchi at the corner and took the lead towards the end of the verandah.
Just when Li Yingchi lowered his head and pinched his fingers in embarrassment, thinking that his first initiative would end like this.
Hua Xianqing turned around at the door.
"Don't want to change clothes?"
Chapter 118 The Sick Little Mr. (4)
The sun sets dimly, and the shadows of the trees sway in the elegantly decorated courtyard.
The rustling sound was blocked by the closed wooden door. Walking into the bedroom, there was a faint smell of incense floating in the dimly lit room.
It was the smell he had smelled in the air on the way here.
The sound of blowing firewood sounded, and a faint light suddenly appeared in the field of vision.
Li Yingchi squinted his eyes uncomfortably, and when he looked again, everything became clear.
The wardrobe made of pear wood is opened, and inside it is mostly new clothes purchased in autumn.
There are only a few pieces of clothes that look a little wrinkled in the corner, which are casual clothes and close-fitting clothes that Hua Xianqing often wears.
"Choose something to change into."
Hua Xianqing lit the candle beside him, "Since Zhizhi has caused trouble to Mr. Zhizhi, as an elder, I should naturally be responsible for it."
"Young Master has misunderstood. It's strange that I don't know about this."
Waving his hands hastily, Li Yingchi pressed the book in front of him, his fingertips turning white from the exertion, "It was my negligence that I didn't prepare an extra piece of clothing before I came. Besides, it was me who troubled the young master."
"Yeah." Hua Xianqing responded meaninglessly.
"Put the intimate underwear at the bottom, and the outer robe and middle coat on top." His slender and strong arms were half-holding the cabinet door. He looked sideways at the little tail following behind him, and after looking at it for a few seconds, he came to a conclusion, " It might be a little big."
The man's voice was cold and he spoke at the same speed as before.
He was obviously talking about such private clothing, but it was as easy as talking about what he was going to eat today.
This made Li Yingchi look up at him in confusion. It wasn't until he pulled out a white soft sleeve from the closet that he suddenly realized what he was doing.
The hand covering his chest was released in panic. Li Yingchi walked quickly to the man and pressed the other man's hand back with his ears red.
"No, no need for this."
The book dropped to the ground with a faint sound, but no one cared.
"No need for this." Hua Xianqing made no move and allowed the other person to put his weight on his arm. His faint gaze fell on the trembling eyelashes of the person in front of him. He asked again, "Aren't you going to wear one?"
These words were spoken by Hua Xianqing, who was decent and cold.
It seemed that he didn't mean anything else at all and just asked casually.
Although he knew that the eldest son of the Hua family had a mediocre attitude towards everyone and was definitely not the kind of character who would deliberately tease others, Li Yingchi still blushed upon hearing this.
How could such a personal item be said like this?
Although they are both men, but... their relationship is not that close.
The side mission released by the system this time is the most challenging one in history.
It's just such a task that the young man doesn't know how to do it.
How do you seduce someone, and how do you make them fall in love with you? Young people who have never really entered a relationship don't know the answers to these difficult questions.
For him, these problems were too difficult.
Moreover, Li Yingchi didn't know anything about what kind of person Hua Xianqing was and what his preferences were.
It's like holding a blank scroll.
The subjects of the exam are things I have never studied before, and the content of the exam is completely unfamiliar.
Let yourself deliberately seduce Hua Xianqing, who didn't appear a few times in the original plot.
The relationship between the two is unfamiliar, which means that they need to plan to get close to each other before the mission can officially begin.
In the few hours after receiving the task, Li Yingchi paced the corridor repeatedly, thinking about it, and finally made a step-by-step plan.
Just like those love stories I have read.
He can first get acquainted with the other party through something, and after going back and forth, after the relationship between them gets better, he can then ask Hua Xianqing what kind of person he likes.
Then he leans closer to the type the other person mentioned?
In short, an emotional idiot chose the strategy of boiling the frog in warm water after careful consideration.
Sprinkling water on himself was the first step in his plan.
Li Yingchi planned to use this incident to ask Hua Xianqing to borrow some clothes.
If the other party is willing to give, it means that his first impression of him is okay, and then he can continue to come to the other party in the future.
After giving it, he could use the matter of returning the clothes to come to Hua Xianqing again. Face to face, they would become friends sooner or later.
Li Yingchi's thoughts stopped here.
He was able to come up with this idea because he was inspired by his encounter with the man on the veranda in the morning.
Hua Xianqing told him that he didn't need to return the handkerchief he soiled.
That handkerchief is indeed not an important thing to Hua Xianqing.
But Li Yingchi cherishes this very much, because the money to buy handkerchiefs is also an expense for him now, and he can save it if he can.
But since Hua Xianqing doesn't care about the handkerchief, what about changing into a piece of clothing? Li Yingchi decided to borrow a piece of clothing that Hua Xianqing would ask him to return.
As for whether to change into obscene clothes, Li Yingchi had never thought about it. He just wanted to borrow a coat to keep out the wind.
So when Hua Xianqing asked those words, his brain shut down for a few seconds.
"Um?"
The young man said nothing. Hua Xianqing leaned against the closet door and looked at him. Suddenly he smelled a smell different from the incense in the room.
It is light, mixed with the slightly astringent aroma of tea, like the aroma of soap locust rising from the fair skin of a young man through a few autumn clothes, rising along with the warm air.
For the first time, Hua Xianqing knew that the low-quality soap locust that he had disliked when he was a child could smell so good on people.
But it was still too strange, which even gave him some doubts.
Is this the smell of soap locust, or is there something scented on the young man's body before coming here?
The man who was very picky about scents raised his eyebrows.
uttered a merchant's sigh.
This fragrance is quite good.
If it could be made and sold, it would probably be sought after by many people. He was willing to pay for a batch of goods out of his own pocket, but he didn't know if the other party would tell him.
With his thin lips slightly parted, Hua Xianqing was about to ask him, when he saw the young man raised his head.
"Weared."
Li Yingchi's face was hot and his voice was thin, "But I don't need to change now. I can just borrow one of the young master's coats."
Hua Xianqing didn't know whether he heard it clearly or not. After two seconds of silence, he ignored the weak resistance on his body and pulled out the obscene clothes that had been stuffed back into the cabinet.
"Do you think I've worn it?"
Li Yingchi stared at him in stunned silence as he pulled out the long coat. Hua Xianqing's face was calm, "I haven't worn this one before. Your top is just dirty. Just change to another top. The pants..."
He looked at the young man who had stood up again, looked at the waist as thin as a willow branch for a second, and said calmly: "You probably can't put it on. If it's not dirty, there's no need to change."
Generally speaking, in this case, if he wanted to seduce the other party, Li Yingchi should directly agree.
Borrowing close-fitting clothing will sound ambiguous, and it is an excellent item that can bring two people closer together.
But Li Yingchi made two seconds of mental preparation, spoke a little louder than before, and just said: "Thank you, eldest son, but, but I just want to borrow a robe."
As soon as he finished speaking, his whole body turned red. From the tips of his ears emerging from his hair to the fading collarbone of his collar, everything was a shade of pink.
It was as if repeating his request like this had exhausted all his courage.
But at this time, Hua Xianqing added, "Won't you feel cold when you go back with wet clothes?"
"If you get sick because of the wind blowing back home, then you won't have to come to make up classes later."
"I will communicate with the private school and ask Chu Wenqing to find a tutor to make up the class."
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Still put on Hua Xianqing's clothes.
The soft silk lingerie had the smell of Hua Xianqing's room. Because it didn't fit well, it would rub against his neck as he walked around.
It was obviously made of countless times better material than his previous clothes, but Li Yingchi always felt that the obscene clothes had a special presence, which made him extremely uncomfortable. No matter how he moved around, he would feel weird.
The process of changing into these clothes was so embarrassing that Li Yingchi forgot what exactly happened.
Because his family is poor, Mr. Li always wears the styles that have been popular in the past ten years and has no idea about the popular clothes on the market in recent years.
Facing the men's clothes, which had many styles and complicated lace styles, Li Yingchi bit her lip and sat on the bed to try them on again and again.
"Not yet?"
"ah!"
Li Yingchi was startled by the other party's sudden voice.
The first reaction was to shrink back to the bed, forgetting whose bed it was, and like a good gentleman who was almost taken advantage of, he grabbed the corners of his clothes that were spread out on both sides, trying to cover the spring scenery in front of him.
In fact, he didn't think there was anything cheap or not between the two men.
Just subconsciously, he felt that this was inappropriate.