Flashy Circle 3

weekend.Kang Ziwei's house.

in the kitchen.

"what is this?"

"When will the onion be put down?"

Qi Fei was in a hurry, while Kang Ziwei patiently pointed out.

After the two got together, occasionally on weekends, Qi Fei would come over to learn cooking skills.Of course, a qualitative leap cannot be expected.

"Woo, I'm confused..."

Even porridge can be boiled, Kang Ziwei can't laugh or cry.

"Cooking is so difficult..." Qi Fei scratched his head, feeling embarrassed.

"Okay, let me come. You can just pass me some soy sauce or something."

"...Oh." Responding unwillingly.

Kang Ziwei remembered something, "Can you tell which is soy sauce?"

"Don't underestimate me!" Blowing his beard and staring.

Kang Ziwei smiled.

Next, fry and stir-fry.When he was busy, he glanced at Qi Fei, who was carefully choosing vegetables beside him.

All kinds of feelings came to my heart.

It was three days ago that I met Ning Haiteng.On the night of his return, Kang Ziwei stayed up all night.

He had to admit that the other party's words hit his vitals.

He was really scared inside.After seeing Ning Haiteng, I was even more afraid.

The man saw through him and read his mind.He has nowhere to hide like a little ghost, he can only bark his teeth and claws, and scream.

Also, Ning Haiteng's feelings for Qi Fei.Maybe that's what made him more afraid.

Seeing the fluctuation in Ning Haiteng's eyes with his own eyes, Kang Ziwei realized that he didn't know about many things.

For example, what kind of fetters did the two of Ning Qi have in the past.

"I've finished it. Is there anything I can do to help?" Qi Fei raised his head happily and asked Kang Ziwei.

Kang Ziwei returned to his senses, smiled, "No more, go out and sit for a while."

Qi Fei nodded, "Call me if you need anything."

Kang Ziwei looked at the dishes he had chosen with a smile, um, ninety percent.

At the beginning, Qi Fei was clumsy, but now he has improved a lot.

He is by his side, slowly changing.From the little prince who doesn't eat fireworks in the world, to the little assistant who is willing to help in the kitchen.Slowly taking shape like a well-crafted piece.

Kang Ziwei couldn't let go of him like this.

That being the case, as Ning Haiteng said, have a good talk with him.

What Ning Haiteng can't do doesn't mean Kang Ziwei can't do it.

-

Going straight to the point seems abrupt.

During the dinner table, Kang Ziwei started with the little swing mentioned by the old lady, and asked Qi Fei to talk about the past.

Qi Fei was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and started talking.

He speaks, he listens.

He felt more and more uncomfortable.

He didn't know his past, but it could be heard that he skipped a lot of details and deliberately ignored something.

Why is Qi Fei still unwilling to tell him about Ning Haiteng?

"so……"

Before Qi Fei could finish his sentence, Kang Ziwei interrupted him, "Boss, can you tell me... about your ex-boyfriend?"

Qi Fei was stunned, "...Okay, why are you talking about him?"

Kang Ziwei was very serious, "I'm sorry...but I want to know, I want to know everything about you."

"..." Hearing this, Qi Fei lowered his brows.

Kang Ziwei waited for him to speak.

"...He," Qi Fei spat out a single syllable, and fell silent again.

After a while, he looked up and smiled, "...There's nothing to say about him, I'll think about it, and I'll tell you later."

"When is the future?" Kang Ziwei followed closely.

"..." Qi Fei looked a little tired, "Ziwei, I don't have anything to say about him, it's all over. Can we change the subject?"

Kang Ziwei squeezed out a smile, "...OK."

After a meal, both of them felt tasteless.

After tidying up the kitchen, Qi Fei proposed to leave, "The design drawing is not finished yet, I want to go back and get it done soon."

"Yes." Kang Ziwei nodded.

Qi Fei turned to open the door, and Kang Ziwei said, "Boss, can I kiss you?"

Qi Fei was a little surprised.

"..." He hesitated.

Just when he was about to refuse, he was suddenly pulled, and his body was forced to come over. When he recovered, it was Kang Ziwei who posted a message to force him to kiss him.

All of a sudden, Qi Fei turned his face away and struggled subconsciously, "Kang Ziwei!" Kang Ziwei didn't say anything, but the grip on his shoulders got stronger, and his breath sprayed on his face.

Fear and nausea surged in his heart, and Qi Fei pushed Kang Ziwei away violently with his fighting skills. With a "thud", Kang Ziwei staggered and bumped into the cabinet behind him, and the vase on it suddenly fell to the ground and shattered.

Before he could stand still, he rushed towards Qi Fei again, like a hysterical beast.

But how could his brute force compare to orthodox kung fu, Qi Fei made him fall to the ground with a sweep of his feet, a small piece of thin and sharp fragments scratched his arm, blood oozing out.

Everything stopped.

Kang Ziwei sat on the ground slumped, while Qi Fei was panting.

...What is it for?

After a long time, Qi Fei walked over and squatted beside Kang Ziwei, "...Is your hand okay? I'll get you some medicine to stop the bleeding."

Qi Fei wanted to get up, and Kang Ziwei took his hand, "...No need. I was going crazy just now...I'm sorry."

He repeated, "I'm sorry."

Qi Fei sat down beside him. "...I have been with him for 20 years....I need a lot of time. I'm sorry, I know you feel bad, but...can you wait for me any longer?"

Wait for me, I have been running hard, the purpose is to run far away from him.

"..." Kang Ziwei turned around and gently hugged Qi Fei.

"...Qi Fei, do you love me?"

The house is quiet, the sound of the air conditioner running, and the sound of water dripping from the kitchen faucet can be clearly heard.

Kang Ziwei's arms are very hot, even if he is not hugging tightly, Qi Fei can still feel how fast the other's heartbeat is.

"..." Many answers flashed through my mind.

Qi Fei closed his eyes, "... Ziwei, I'm working hard."

Kang Ziwei tightened his arms and hugged Qi Fei tightly, his voice hoarse, "...Qi Fei, I love you, I love you..."

The strength is so strong that even Qi Fei's bones hurt.Qi Fei's eyes became hot, and he felt heartache: Why can't he run faster and forget the past and accept Kang Ziwei happily?

"I know...give me time, okay?" He's working hard, wait for him.

How much time do you need?

One year, three years, ten years, ... or another 20 years?

-

Qi Fei left.

Kang Ziwei sat on the spot, staring at the ground absently.

Many things, to him, gradually became clear.

It's not that he doesn't believe in Qi Fei, but that Qi Fei didn't give him enough chances to believe from the beginning.

Love is not a one-man show. From the time they established their relationship until now, Qi Fei still couldn't open his heart to him.He wants to be confident, he wants to trust the other party 100%; he wants to, but the other party can't give it to him.

Nothing to do with time, nothing to do with Ning Haiteng.

He only knew one fact - Qi Fei's heart was not on Kang Ziwei.

Kang Ziwei laughed.

At the beginning, he thought that as long as he could be with Qi Fei, any difficulty could be overcome.

They had understood each other and actively adapted to each other's lives, and he even gained the approval of the Qi family.

Why are you still so desperate in the end.

Laughing and laughing is tears.

He loves Qi Fei.

Before meeting Qi Fei, he never thought about love.

But as soon as he saw him, the whole fell.

He bent his legs, buried his face in his knees, and his laughter turned to a whimper.

He has fallen, and even though he knows there is no way out for this relationship, he still wants to linger on.

If you can withdraw cleanly, that is the best result.But what did he want such a good result for?

Kang Ziwei didn't taste love many times, but he happened to meet this one, which made him feel that the future would only be boring.

Until the day Qi Fei shakes off his hand, he will not leave him.

Ask him why, he doesn't know.

Love is a disease, and he is just a seriously ill patient.

-

In the next few days, Qi Fei was busy drawing design drawings.

He and Kang Ziwei only communicated by phone.They didn't break up that night, they even spoke the truth, but the meeting was awkward after all, and Qi Fei felt so guilty that he didn't dare to meet.

Kang Ziwei's voice on the phone was normal, as if nothing happened.

"Then work hard, don't tire yourself out." The other party said on the other end.

"Well, I got it, you too, don't be too tired preparing for the exam." Qi Fei responded.

After the call was over, he was not in a relaxed mood.Soon, the old lady called and asked him to come to the old house.

-

After Qi Fei arrived at the old house, he heard laughter before entering the living room.

That was Qi Yuan's voice.His sixth sister is always full of cheerfulness.

"Sixth Sister, are you here too?" Stepping into the living room, Qi Fei greeted with a smile.

Qi Yuan turned her head, "Hey, the protagonist is finally here!"

"what happened?"

"Grandma, I said he must have forgotten about it!"

Qi Fei frowned and raised his voice, "What's wrong?"

The old lady smiled and said, "Your birthday will be half a month away, your sixth sister and I will discuss how to celebrate it for you."

Not to mention he really forgot.

"My trump card planner is already on the way, we have to plan well!"

-

Three women in one play.The two women in the family and the ace planner had a lot of chatter, and Qi Fei could only sit and listen.

The planner carried a list of dignitaries with him, took it out at this time, and asked his superiors, "Which guests should we invite?"

"Invite everyone you can, or we should say that our Qi family is being stingy." Qi Yuan said.

"Okay, then I will report to everyone..." The planner looked at the list and paused for a while. She looked up at Qi Fei, then turned to the old lady, "...Mr. Ning, I don't know..."

"No." The old lady took a sip of tea leisurely and smiled.

"..." Qi Fei didn't speak.

"..." The planner looked at Yuan, who continued with a smile, "Remember what the old lady said, let's move on to the next arrangement..."

-

Qi Yuan sent the planner back, only the old lady and Qi Fei were in the living room.

"Call Ziwei later and ask him to come over later for a measurement. The dress for the banquet should also be made."

"……it is good."

The old lady looked at Qi Fei, "If you are tired from sitting, go to your room to rest and have dinner here tonight."

"Okay." Qi Fei nodded.After getting up, he couldn't hold back after all, "Grandma, why do you dislike Ning Haiteng so much?"

The old lady took it with a smile, "Silly boy, what are you talking about?"

"...Uncle Wu said." Qi Fei answered, "Ning Haiteng's identity...he has no choice."

"...no one can choose who he is, just as no one can control what others think of him."

Qi Fei wanted to say something else, "You are tired, go up and have a good rest." The old lady said gently without changing her smile.

"..."

"Xiao Qi," he didn't take a few steps, when the old lady's voice sounded, "You have to figure out who is standing by your side now. If you have half-hearted intentions, it will hurt everyone."

-

night.

Qi Fei opened the door of the hotel room, and the auctioned clothes were quietly waiting for him.

He walked up to the few clothes he had designed for the first time.

Ning Haiteng returned them.

Qi Fei gently touched the black exaggerated feathers.

Clothes are well preserved.

Qi Fei endured all the emotions in his heart.He took out his checkbook and wrote down a series of numbers.

How much money Ning Haiteng spent to buy these clothes, he will pay him back as much as he owes.

-

Qi Fei wanted to find someone to pass the check on his behalf, but the phone calls of the three friends couldn't get through.

Qi Fei frowned, what's going on?

Immediately, I had a bad feeling in my heart.

In the end, he dialed Ning Haiteng's phone number and got a busy signal.

Qi Fei drove to Ning Haiteng's home.

On the way, he told himself, it was the last time.If he saw that Ning Haiteng was safe and sound, he would have made his last wish.

But he failed to do so.

Secretary Ning Haiteng met Qi Fei when he walked out of the gate.

"What happened to Ning Haiteng?" There were two burly men guarding the door, Qi Fei knew that something was wrong.

The secretary smiled wryly, "Young master is injured and is undergoing surgery at the hospital."