flameout

Chapter 9

When I went back at night, Ji Yue was taken by Qi Peisheng to soak in the hotel's hot spring. The ten-meter-square pool was steaming upwards. Qi Peisheng stepped into the water first. At this moment, he was lazily leaning against the edge of the pool. When he saw Ji Yue and him He beckoned and said, "Come here."

Ji Yue stepped on the steps in the water and went down to the pool. The hot spring was up to his waist, and he sat down next to Qi Peisheng. The water was very hot, and he immediately stood up again.

Qi Peisheng glanced at him and said, "The temperature in this pool is higher. You just recovered from illness, so take a dip in the hot water."

Ji Yue was stunned for a moment, then nodded, even though he still felt that the water was very hot when he sat down this time, he didn't get up again.

The warm water gradually warmed his tired body, but it made Ji Yue feel sad. Maybe it was because the steaming heat was too humid, and he felt his eyes were moist.

Perhaps this is the case with people. When the body is no longer trapped in severe cold and pain, the dissatisfaction in the heart will become more obvious.

"I called you here just to take you to relax. I'm usually busy and don't have time to accompany you." Qi Peisheng said coldly, he glanced at Ji Yue sideways, and then said: "I told the people in your company, and I will give you more." Your week off."

Hearing the sound, Ji Yue wiped his eyes fiercely, but wiped the water with his hands instead. He didn't speak, but his wet eyes completely leaked his emotions.

It took a long time for Ji Yue to speak slowly, with a hoarse voice: "I don't have a deep relationship with him. He used to make my mother angry, and I even blamed him. Even when I grow up, I know that everything is not only right or wrong, The two of them are divorced, and I still blame him for this, so that I can feel better, I think it's too bad for him, otherwise, how could my mother not even want me..."

Ji Yue sniffed, covered his face with his hands, and leaned weakly against the wall behind him, letting tears slip from his fingers.

"It's my fault. He has raised me well. It's enough to worry about food and clothing. He doesn't owe me anything, and my mother doesn't even want me anymore. It's not his fault."

There was silence in the ears for a while, only Ji Yue's heavy breathing from crying remained.Then Ji Yue seemed to hear Qi Peisheng sighed helplessly, and said in a low voice: "It's all over, Xiao Yue, you are a good boy."

Ji Yue swallowed hard. Hearing Qi Peisheng's voice, he was even more sad. He really wanted to ask Qi Peisheng for a hug, but even though Ji Yue felt extremely fragile, such a request still made him worry that Qi Peisheng would see that he was right. His unusual dependence and wishful thinking.Hugs and kisses are Qi Peisheng's prerogative, and acting like a spoiled child is the privilege of the favored, and Ji Yue dare not surpass them.

Ji Yue wiped away his tears in silence, and slowly put down his hands covering his face. He looked at the blurred reflection of Qi Peisheng on the water, his heart itching unbearably, and he thought of the only thing he could take the initiative.

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So Qi Peisheng is usually very patient with Ji Yue who looks like this.

The man in a high position approached Ji Yue step by step, and picked Ji Yue up from the water regardless of the wet corner of his dry clothes again.

"Be good." Qi Peisheng said in a low voice.

Ji Yue didn't speak, he leaned on Qi Peisheng's chest and closed his eyes contentedly.

It's great, at this time, he has nothing and dare not ask for more, but he can still steal a moment of peace of mind in Qi Peisheng's arms.

Back in the room, on the extremely wide big bed, Ji Yue sank between the soft mattresses, closed his eyes, and felt that Qi Peisheng sat down beside him, then lit a cigarette, did not inhale it, but held it between his fingertips , his eyes fell on himself, heavy, but Ji Yue was too tired, unable to open his eyes and fell asleep like this.

Qi Peisheng's scrutinizing eyes fell on Ji Yue's face, and then he realized that Ji Yue had fallen asleep, his brows were slightly frowned, and a look of helplessness appeared on his face.The cigarette butt between his fingers was about to fall off, Qi Peisheng got up, shook off the too long cigarette ash with his fingertips, and then stood still in front of the French windows on the top floor of the hotel, overlooking the sea in the night.

The gentle sea during the day becomes ruthless and turbulent at night, engulfing everything silently.

Qi Peisheng's eyes flickered, and he had already made up his mind.