Dining room.
Yu Chu took the porcelain bowl and spoon and put them into his mouth bite after bite. His white wrists and the white and green porcelain complemented each other.
After taking several bites in a row, she slowly raised her head from the heat above the bowl and looked at Qi Feng: "Don't you want some?"
"I've eaten, and I'll watch you eat."
Yu Chu pursed her lower lip and slowed down her movements of drinking porridge. Her thoughts were concentrated in her pupils, as if she always lowered her head.
"What's wrong? Bad appetite?" Qi Feng supported his chin with one hand and looked at her lightly.
"No." She shook her head, put down the spoon in her hand, and said the question that had been lingering in her heart for a long time: "It's just that I feel that you are not very happy."
Hearing this, a crack flashed in Qi Feng's eyes, like a neat glass suddenly bursting with a small gap, and something seeped out.
It seemed that in front of Yu Chu, some of his emotions were always easy to see through.
Or maybe it was just that he thought he was pretending to be calm, but in fact, others could already see the disturbance.
It was only for a moment that he returned to his indifferent smile, which did not reach his eyes: "Why do you say that?"
"You said that meeting your biological father would help my second sister-in-law and I no longer have to worry, and it would also relieve my grandfather and brother's worries." She said softly, because the heating in the restaurant was not turned on too high, and her breath was white. The gas made her face white and plain, and her eyes as bright as stars always had a crisp and fragile feeling.
Qi Feng gradually discovered that he liked to listen quietly to her soft words, like chicken soup simmered slowly in winter, slowly exuding fragrance, mellow and fragrant.
Just like he actually likes to cook sometimes, he likes to watch time pass through the gaps of cooking, and then turn into a delicious meal that can be eaten in his stomach.
"Yes," he responded softly, "Isn't it good?"
"But..." Her eyes were filled with water, and her tenderness spread: "You didn't mention yourself at all."
Finding his biological father, such an important thing, should be exciting or resisting irritability, but he didn't reveal too many emotions, as if it had nothing to do with him, because he was obviously the protagonist.
Qi Feng's smile faded slightly and his expression was indifferent: "What do you want to mention?"
In more than twenty years of life, a character who has never appeared suddenly appears in his already formed world. How can he feel?
After finishing speaking, he realized belatedly that his tone was a little cold, and a smile appeared on his lips: "I mean, I don't have any special feelings about having a father, and I don't know how to say it..."
Before he finished speaking, Yu Chu suddenly leaned forward and hugged him: "Okay, I understand. I'm not forcing you to say anything. It's okay if you don't feel anything."
Qi Feng pressed his palm on her slender waist and looked at her thoughtfully: "Are you full?"
"Well, I just woke up and I don't have much appetite. I feel full after eating a little."
"Okay, I'll help you go to rest." Qi Feng pushed the bowls and chopsticks in front of her forward, taking care of her in all aspects, and then helped her to the room.
It seems that Gu Beisheng also wanted to take care of her frail body and didn't want her to go up and down the stairs, so he arranged it on the first floor for her convenience.
Yu Chu was like a tool, letting Qi Feng arrange it, his brows furrowed slightly, and he was a little unhappy: "If I remember correctly, I almost slept for twenty hours, why are you still letting me sleep? I'm not on my due date yet." When you’re in trouble, you should take appropriate activities at ordinary times.”
"I know." Qi Feng looked at her with a smile. He was studying medicine: "But because of what happened last night, your body needs to rest. It will be good for your health to sleep for two more days."
She will be able to move freely after her body has completely healed.
"Okay." Yu Chu felt that her body was no longer hers, and she would do whatever Qi Feng said.
After sending her back to the room to sleep, Qi Feng walked out of the room quietly, but the moment he walked out, there was a layer of haze that was neither light nor heavy.
With his keen senses, he subconsciously noticed a line of sight coming towards him and looked back.
I saw Gu Beisheng sitting on the sofa in the hall, his fox eyes slightly narrowed, smiling at him with a playful smile, and the corners of his eyes were a bit cunning.
"Say it." Qi Feng is like an iceberg, he will not be provoked and his tone is gentle.
Gu Beisheng changed her posture, like a cat waking up from a nap, exuding a lazy and carefree elegance. She raised her chin and gestured upstairs: "Master is waiting for you upstairs."
From childhood to adulthood, Qi Feng was always the best child when she and Qin Huaichuan were the only ones who caused trouble. No matter what the master asked, he would complete it perfectly.
Finally, when I got the chance, I asked him to meet the master alone, which gave me the pleasure of watching him being trained.
Qi Feng nodded and walked upstairs gently and steadily.
Gu Beisheng stared at his generous back, with a faint smile on his face. It seemed that the senior brother was not in a good mood, and she no longer had the intention of joking. There was a bit of worry in her fox eyes.
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Dong Dong——
The strong knock on the door was very clear in the quiet corridor.
Mr. Qin's thick and steady voice came from the room: "Come in."
Qi Feng pushed the door open and walked in. He looked up and saw his master, who had woken up from his lunch break. He was sitting on a cushion by the window, admiring the begonias in the backyard while holding some tea and sipping it slowly. biquge.biz
Qi Feng walked to the side and took off his shoes, sat cross-legged opposite Mr. Qin, looked down at the empty tea cup on the table, poured a cup to himself, and glanced at the master's cup with the corner of his eye to see if he needed it. Add tea.
The tea has just been brewed, and the scalding steam pours out from the spout. The gurgling tea slowly fills the tea cup, overflowing with the clear fragrance of tea, making the tip of one's nose twitch slightly, as if the sense of smell has suddenly become unprecedentedly sensitive.
Unexpectedly, the person who broke the calm and spoke first was Mr. Qin. He turned to look at Qi Feng, who was like his own grandson, and asked softly: "Why don't you speak?"
Qi Feng slowly raised his eyes. His eyes were like the boundless sea. Even if there was no wind, there would still be slight waves: "I want to hear what Master said."
Mr. Qin rarely saw him like this. In the past, even if the sky fell, he would only try his best to find a way to hold it up, and would not take the initiative to ask for help.
Instead of looking at him like a helpless child like now.
It seems that this child has too many things on his mind.
"Feng'er." Mr. Qin said slowly: "He is your biological father."
"Yes." Qi Feng responded, his eyes still looking at him for a moment.
Mr. Qin held the tea cup and traced a circle along the rim of the cup with his calloused thumb: "Some things are destined by God, and it's also because of your master's fault. When you were young, he never taught you how to show your feelings. , only teaches you medicine, so that your emotional needs have never been paid attention to, so that you yourself have ignored them, blocking out too many normal people's emotions."
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