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Ling Qian was holding a cold sandwich in a daze.

Seeing him standing there stupidly, Bevisi walked over, took the sandwich that had been held for a long time from him, put it in the microwave, and set the heating time.

Then, he opened the refrigerator again, took out a box of milk from it, and poured it into a mug beside him.

After pouring the milk, the microwave oven just made a ding-dong beep.

Bevisi put the mug in again.

Ling Qian watched in a daze as he finished heating these two things, and walked out of the kitchen with them in his hand.

"That's my breakfast!" He hurried out.

Bei Weixi suppressed a smile and put the food on the dining table: "I didn't fight with you, eat it quickly."

Ling Qian soon realized that he had said something stupid, and secretly scolded himself for being stupid, feeling a little embarrassed.

In order to cover up, he said very deliberately when he sat down: "I'll eat whatever I want, what are you doing so formally?"

Bei Weixi sat down in front of him: "I want to talk to you face to face."

Holding the milk cup, Ling Qian froze for a moment, then quickly nodded: "...Oh."

Bei Weixi lay half prone on the dining table, propping her chin with her right hand, and asked the same question again: "How do you know that I don't want to go back?"

Ling Qian couldn't explain why, so he started to analyze afterwards.

"Because...you obviously miss your brother very much, even if you want to study, you won't be unable to spare time at all. If you don't go back, it can only be because you don't want to?" He said.

Bei Weixi listened, and nodded lightly: "You are amazing."

Ling Qian froze for a moment.

This is not something too discovered, Bevisi's compliment is rather abrupt and embarrassing.

"It's not that complicated..." He muttered softly.

"But most people don't pay attention to these small details," Bevisi said, "Most people in this world only care about their own affairs, and few people are willing to give their minds to others, no matter how good it is. So are my friends."

Ling Qian bit his sandwich, but didn't make a sound.

"...I'm honored," Bevisi said.

Ling Qian lowered his head, thinking to himself, because I am that No.1.

"You haven't answered me yet," he said, "why don't you want to go back?"

Bei Weixi thought for a while, then shook her head: "I can't say it myself, I just don't want to go back."

Ling Qian took a sip of milk: "Maybe it's because...there is a comparison, because I am happy here, much happier than when I was there before, so I don't want to go back."

Bei Weixi was convinced: "It's possible."

Ling Qian recalled the assumption he made yesterday.

If you are happy living here, do you want to stay longer until the exam is over?It's definitely more comfortable than the house you're looking for outside, and you don't have to spend energy on three meals a day, how nice.

"...You have discovered things that I don't even know about myself," Bevisi said, "You are so smart that you are about to see through me completely."

This person's sweet talk is scary, Ling Qian has seen him tout Cheng Haomiao's poor game skills, and knows how good he is at telling nonsense with his eyes open.But even if you know it in your heart, if you hear these praises in your ears, you will inevitably be happy in your heart.

On the surface, he looked awkward: "Why am I so smart, don't flatter me and kill me."

"There are many kinds of intelligence. Some people are good at reading and learning, and some people are good at dealing with people," Bevisi said. "Your intelligence is different from these people, and it is a little more special."

"...Are you saying that I can't even study and be a man?" Ling Qian narrowed his eyes.

Bei Weixi was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Why are you so good at cutting corners? I just want to praise you for your delicate thoughts."

Ling Qian didn't really believe it.He didn't think he was delicate at all, not to mention delicate and smart were never the same thing.

Seeing distrust written on his face, Bei Weixi sighed, put down her hands, and sat upright.

"Although some people are good at memorizing vocabulary and doing math problems, they can't find that the people closest to them are unhappy, or even though they find out, they can't figure out why. There are also some people who are good at observing words and emotions, and can easily make people happy. But in his heart, he doesn't know how to be considerate, his concern is only on the surface, and he may secretly complain and find it troublesome." He looked at Ling Qian, and said slowly but seriously, "You are different, you are willing to try to understand, You will be happy and sad with others. You know what it means to compare your heart with your heart. Many things don’t necessarily have a reason to be logical. You can only understand it if you put yourself in the shoes and use your heart and emotion, so you can understand what I’m thinking, which is amazing.”

Ling Qian blushed.

How could he be so considerate, he obviously couldn't figure out Bevisy's mind from time to time.But Bei Weixi said so, but it still made him feel happy, and felt that he was affirmed again.

For all the thought he put into him, he got the unexpected and the best feedback.

"Gentleness and empathy are much more precious than superficial intelligence, at least that's what I think." Bevisi added.

"...Look, I said at the beginning, I can understand, it's true!" Ling Qian lowered his head, said in a low voice but excitedly.

Bei Weixi nodded: "Yeah."

Bevisi's adoptive parents did not have very formal jobs.

Their family used to run a small grocery store in the community, but it was forced to close down due to rectification a few years ago.His adoptive father is now working as a doorman at a nearby badminton hall, while his adoptive mother is cleaning.They signed temporary contracts, and the treatment was average.

The money Bevisi receives every month in that card far exceeds the combined income of the two of them.

The strange thing is that the two of them obviously made a lot of money from Bevisy, but they still insist on doing these jobs that are not considered decent and extremely poorly paid.

When Ling Qian heard Bei Weixi talking about this on the way back with him, he naturally had some doubts.

"I was short of money before, but I'm okay now... Maybe I'm worried about my brother," Bevisi said, "He's still so young, but they're not young, so they're definitely afraid that when they get old, the baby won't be able to Independent, no one to look after."

Ling Qian felt a little strange: "They didn't intend to put the blame on you?"

After all, Bei Weixi has feelings for his younger brother. If there is a real need, it is hard to imagine that he will ignore that child.How could those two people miss such a good opportunity to squeeze Bevisi?

"Maybe it's because...don't trust me." Bevisi said.

The answer was unexpected, but within reason.

Ling Qian felt uncomfortable, thought for a while, and finally choked out a comforting word: "It's not your fault."

It sounds dry and not touching at all.

Bei Weixi was silent for a few seconds, then shook her head: "I should also be partly responsible."

"No," Ling Qian said firmly, "It's not your responsibility."

Bei Weixi couldn't help laughing: "How do you know?"

Ling Qian didn't know, but he was very stubborn: "Intuition!"

Bevisi just smiled and didn't say anything more.

They couldn't drive because of a hand injury, so they took a taxi today.The two sat together in the back seat of the car, each leaning against the window, separated a little, and it was inconvenient to always turn their heads to observe each other's expressions.

Ling Qian looked out the window, constantly thinking about what Bei Weixi said just now.

After a long while, he asked: "You said that you are also responsible, is it because you feel that you lack affection for them?"

"I don't get close to them. I haven't been close to them since I was a child. I was very distant from my younger brother," Bei Weixi said, turning around to look at Ling Qian, "It's better for me to get close to you."

Ling Qian's face became hot, and he almost forgot all the lines he had planned.

"This, this means that it's not your problem." He pointed the back of his head at Bevisi, "Emotions are two-sided. You were a child at that time, and they didn't take the initiative to get close to you. Of course you I won't rely on them, it's a vicious circle, but the roots are in them."

Children are very sensitive and will understand whether adults love them or not.They have never given their sincerity to Bei Weixi, and now they feel that he is indifferent, and he deserves it.

"Oh," Bei Weixi's tone was artificial, as if he suddenly realized, "So, you took the initiative to kiss me."

What a mess, he's not a kid anymore.I spoke so seriously, this guy didn't seem to be listening.Ling Qian didn't want to talk to him anymore.

Seeing that Ling Qian was silent, Bei Weixi took the initiative to move towards him.

"Thank you." He said to Ling Qian.

Ling Qian's face was almost pressed against the window: "Thank you, I didn't take the initiative to kiss you!"

Bei Weixi smiled again: "Thank you for enlightening me."

Seeing that Ling Qian's ears were red and he didn't say a word, he added again: "You are so kind."

The car stopped at the gate of the community.

When walking in, Ling Qian recalled the experience last time, and couldn't help becoming nervous.

Now that he's here, he must give Bei Weixi some face.But he has no idea how to behave.

Anyway, it would be good to cooperate with Bei Weixi, right?

Ling Qian took a deep breath, secretly made mental preparations, and told himself that it was you who agreed to come with him, so don't be pissed off by Bei Weixi again later.

Fortunately, this time I walked all the way to the door of Bei Weixi's house, but I didn't see any familiar neighbors.

When ringing the doorbell, Ling Qian remembered what happened last time, and nervously leaned close to Bei Weixi's ear, asking in a low voice, "Do you want to hold hands?"

Bei Weixi froze for a moment, then nodded: "Yes."

After finishing speaking, both of them stood there in a daze without any movement.

The answer to the door in the room was much faster than expected. Seeing the door opened, they stretched out their hands at the same time and grabbed each other in a panic.

It was Bevisi's adoptive father who opened the door.

As soon as he saw Ling Qian, he immediately showed an exaggerated smile and welcomed the two of them home.

"Where's the baby?" Bei Weixi asked as she walked in.

"Sleeping," his adoptive father said loudly, as if he was not worried about waking his young son up. "It's almost time, I'll call him."

"No," Bei Weixi hurriedly stopped, "let him sleep."

His adoptive father nodded his head, and said warmly to Ling Qian: "Xiao Ling, come in quickly, come and sit here!"

Bei Weixi frowned and reminded: "You keep your voice down."

His adoptive father was stunned, and smiled and waved his hands: "It's okay, I'm about to get up anyway, it's better to let him see you earlier."

Ling Qian remained silent the whole time.

His hands were still pulled together with Bevisy's, which made him extremely nervous and dizzy.

The two sat down on the sofa, and Bevisi's adoptive father quickly brought over the same fruit plate as last time, which still contained oranges.

It looks fresh.

Ling Qian hesitated whether he should take the initiative to strip Bei Weixi one, so as to maintain the image he established last time.

But he couldn't spare.

His right hand is still attached to the brace and his left hand is pulled together with Bevisi's.Because I cared too much, I couldn't find the right time to let go naturally.

"His mother is going to work today and will come back tonight," the third person present did not pay attention to these details, and asked with a smile, "Xiao Ling, should I keep it for dinner?"

"We..." Ling Qian said, looking at Bei Weixi.

"No, when the baby wakes up, we'll take him out to play for a while, have dinner outside, and send him back after eating."

His adoptive father nodded: "Yes, yes."

Ling Qian nodded accordingly, looking like a little daughter-in-law with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes.

With mental preparation, I don't feel irritated anymore, I just feel embarrassed.

The child was still sleeping, so in order to pass the time, he could only have a nutritious exchange of pleasantries with Bevisi's adoptive father.

After saying a few words, Ling Qian's cell phone rang.

It was Ling Fengzi who attended Master Liao's birthday banquet today.

Ling Qian was finally able to take back his hand.After pressing the answer button, he just put the phone to his ear and before he spoke, Ling Fengzi's anxious voice came from the opposite side: "Qianqian, are you at home now?"

"Not here, why?"

"Then Xiao Bei is with you?" Ling Fengzi asked again.

"Well, next to me, what's wrong?"

Ling Fengzi asked a weird question: "He looks... nothing wrong?"

Ling Qian subconsciously glanced sideways.

Bevisi showed a puzzled expression, and asked in a low voice, "About me?"

Ling Qian shook his head: "It's good, what happened?"

Ling Fengzi was silent for a few seconds: "Let's talk about it later."

After speaking, she unilaterally cut off the call.