you are a star

That morning Qiao Nan woke up and went downstairs to eat breakfast. When he saw Liang Feicheng, he didn't mention the music box on the bedside table.

Liang Feicheng didn't mention the bowl of noodles at the door of the room either.

After the two finished their meal, Liang Feicheng was about to go to work, when Qiao Nan suddenly called him, "Third Young Master."

Liang Feicheng turned a deaf ear and put on his coat slowly.

The black coat is straight, the collar of the white shirt is tied with a navy blue tie, and the dark suit is pressed against the narrow waist.

A man full of dignity and elegance from head to toe.

But he didn't give Qiao Nan a look.

Qiao Nan played with the bone china spoon for drinking porridge, and a hint of amusement flashed in his eyes: "Liang Feicheng."

Liang Feicheng turned around leisurely, put the pocket watch into the pocket of his coat, and the gold chain on the pocket watch passed through his white fingers and fell into the pocket.

His eyes fell on Qiao Nan's face, and the smile on his lips deepened: "Huh?"

Fan Qi stood aside and touched his nose. He really didn't know what the difference between San Shao and Liang Feicheng meant to San Shao.

He obviously heard Qiao Nan calling him, but deliberately waited for Qiao Nan to call his name before turning back.

Liang Feicheng walked up to her in a good mood, glanced at her pale fingertips, then looked at her face, pulled a napkin, and wiped off the corners of her mouth before she could react at all.

"what happened?"

Qiao Nan's body froze for a moment, but Liang Feicheng had already dropped the napkin on the plate.

She retracted her gaze and said to him, "Can you ask your people to help me prepare some capsules of the same color as the ones I ate before?"

Liang Feicheng's eyes darkened, and his voice was low: "What are you going to do?"

"Didn't you guess it?" Qiao Nan explained, "I don't want to be so passive and do nothing. Since I haven't found Yu Shaoting's hiding place yet, I have to be prepared."

Liang Feicheng looked at her face deeply, and in his heart he didn't want her to suffer like this again, that kind of suffering is not something ordinary people can bear.

It was an unprecedented test for her both physically and psychologically.

But she couldn't be so afraid to face it all the time, the more he made her avoid these things, the longer her withdrawal process would only be.

In just a second or two, Liang Feicheng's heart turned a thousand times. He raised his hand, rubbed his fingers against her cheek, and said, "We'll talk about it when I come back in the evening."

Qiao Nan was touched by him suddenly, and he instinctively raised his hand to open it.

Liang Feicheng was not annoyed, he rubbed her fingertips and said, "If you feel bored, you can go for a walk outside, or ask your friend to stay here with you for a few days."

"No need, I still have a lot of things to do, so I won't feel bored." Qiao Nan rejected his suggestion.

She is not the owner of Nanyuan, she is only a temporary resident at best, there is no reason for her friend to live here.

Liang Feicheng looked at her with a half-smile: "Stop playing with the computer, it's not good for your eyes."

After saying this, Liang Feicheng left Nanyuan.

The morning light came in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and Qiao Nan raised his hand to touch the spot that Liang Feicheng had just touched, feeling a little irritable.

In the evening, Liang Feicheng came back and sat at the dining table with Qiao Nan for dinner.

Liang Feicheng glanced at Qiao Nan who was buried in his food but was eating very slowly. He took a piece of fish and put it in a small dish, picked out the fishbone, and put it in Qiao Nan's bowl.

Qiao Nan wanted to say no, he would pinch it himself, but he took it back when the words came to his lips.

Forget it, this man doesn't like oil and salt.

There were no spines in the two pieces of fish, and Qiao Nan realized something. Looking up, he saw Liang Feicheng, who was sitting beside her, holding chopsticks in his left hand, and lowered his head to pick out a fishbone from the fish.

He pursed his lips and frowned slightly, looking more serious than when he usually signed documents.

Liang Feicheng noticed her gaze, and said without raising his head, "Why don't you eat?"

Then put the fish boned meat into her bowl.

Qiao Nan said without changing his face: "It's just curiosity. Seeing that you are so serious about picking a thorn, I think you have a grudge against this fish."

Liang Feicheng bent his lips, "It is true that there is hatred. We are born as fish, and what is not good for us is thorns."

Qiao Nan: "..."

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Liang Feicheng put down his chopsticks, and after taking two sips of soup, he didn't move again.

And there was still half of the rice in his bowl.

After biting the fish, she also put down her chopsticks and leaned back in the chair, "I won't eat."

Liang Feicheng frowned, pointed at the rice in her bowl, "Finish."

"It's boring to eat alone."

Liang Feicheng really didn't have much appetite, but when he heard her say that, his eyes fell on her face again. He was not a dull person, and he understood her intentions, and a warm smile flashed across his eyes for an instant.

A few seconds later, Qiao Nan picked up the bowl and chopsticks and continued to eat. The corners of his lips curved slightly when he caught sight of him picking up the food from the corner of his vision.

After eating, Liang Feicheng took her to the study.

The door of the study was closed, and Qiao Nan saw Liang Feicheng take out a small bottle from his coat pocket.

Her hearing isn't that good so she didn't hear the clinking sound coming from the bottle.

But she had already guessed what was inside.

His breathing sank, and the nerves in his brain seemed to be excited at this moment.

She gritted her teeth to restrain this abnormality, Liang Feicheng frowned slightly, put down the bottle and walked in front of her, "You're just like this before you take it out, do you still want to try?"

"Yes." Qiao Nan said firmly, she was not just talking.

Where she couldn't see, Liang Feicheng's clenched fingers dug into the flesh of the palm of his hand, and the bulging curve of the veins on the back of his hand was particularly shocking.

"Okay." He agreed.

Qiao Nan watched as he poured out two medicines from the bottle, which were red and yellow capsules.

The scary thing about that kind of illegal drug is that it attacks the nervous system of people, making people more sensitive to colors and tastes than ordinary people, and they just remember the feeling of refreshing nerves when the drug took effect.

She kept her attention on the capsule, so she didn't see Liang Feicheng's dark eyes that seemed to be dripping ink.

It wasn't until Liang Feicheng clenched his fingers that Qiao Nan looked at him suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

Liang Feicheng's eyes returned to normal, he spread his fingers, and said lightly, "It's okay."

It lasted for 5 minutes, and Qiaonan was on the verge of collapse at the last moment.

When she almost bit her lower lip, Liang Feicheng threw the capsule into the trash can in time, held Qiao Nan in his arms, and encouraged her: "Nan Nan, you have done a great job."

"No matter what, there must be a gradual process. Five minutes today is already very good, and the time will be increased day by day in the future."

Qiao Nan also agreed to this suggestion, but now she was speechless and nodded.

……

In the dead of night, the door of the study was pushed in from the outside again.

A figure slanted to the ground.

Liang Feicheng walked slowly to the desk and picked up the medicine bottle on the table.

Under the light, his fingers turned white, trembling slightly, he unscrewed the bottle cap, and poured out a red and yellow capsule from it.