Although he knows that he will definitely take responsibility for Gu Jiqing, but Gu Jiqing doesn’t know.
In Gu Jiqing’s eyes, he must be a big scumbag who doesn’t want to take responsibility after sleeping, no wonder he suddenly starts to maintain an ordinary roommate relationship with him.
But it’s not that he doesn’t want to be responsible, nor does he have any plans to be a scumbag, he just needs to think about it again.
But if he keeps thinking about it, what about Gu Jiqing?
Thinking that Gu Jiqing might have misunderstood that he disliked him because he had been thinking about it for a while and would look dejected, Zhou Cibai couldn’t care so much for a moment.
His ears flushed red, and he quickly sent: [So what do you think would be the best flowers to send when you propose a relationship?]
Gu Jiqing replied seriously: [Rose, although not unique, it will definitely not go wrong, and there should be no one who doesn’t like roses]
Rose?
It is also true.
Juliet roses should be a great match for Gu Jiqing. If he order them today, it should arrive in time for the birthday.
Zhou Cibai already had an idea in his mind and asked: [Do you think classical music or pop music is better when confessing?]
Gu Jiqing pondered for a moment and said: [Classical music would appear more formal]
Zhou Cibai takes a careful note.
After thinking for a moment, he nervously asked: [Then do you think my friend would succeed if he suggested establishing the relationship?]
Gu Jiqing could feel the other person’s nervousness and anticipation through the screen.
He couldn’t help but curl his lower lip lightly.
Is this person afraid that other people won’t notice that this friend is himself?
But the act of asking for a way of confession so innocently and shyly did fit the character of Bai Zhou as he remembered it.
So Gu Jiqing gave a positive and gentle answer: [En, of course would, because I believe your friend must be as cute as you]
When Zhou Cibai saw this reply, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Then he felt that his cheeks had started to heat up, and quickly replied: [Thank you] Then he put his phone aside, hurriedly opened his laptop, pursed his lips, and carefully checked on confession strategies.
Halfway through the search, he remembered something and blushed as he secretly opened another page.
He felt like Gu Jiqing was very afraid of pain, so he had to do this homework well in advance.
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After seeing the conversation between the two ends, Xia Qiao, who was next to Gu Jiqing, couldn’t help but ask, “Who is this person? How come the chat records don’t look very intelligent, and it feels clumsy? Can he succeed in confessing like this?”
As a love expert who has never been in a relationship before, Xia Qiao has put forward profound and sharp insights.
Gu Jiqing put away his phone and said in a warm voice, “It should be okay; after all, he is quite cute.”
“Cute?! You actually praise other men besides me for being cute?!” Xia Qiao’s lips began to tremble with grief and anger, pointing to his phone and asking, “Gu Jiqing! You tell me the truth! Who the hell is this little goblin?!”
Gu Jiqing was already used to Xia Qiao’s possession of a playwright at all times and answered calmly, “The little boy who helped me get Zhou Zhou back then in the third day of the junior high in which I told you.”
“Oh, Zhou Zhou’s other father.” Xia Qiao was not surprised when he heard this, and his expression quickly returned to normal. Then he paused and realized that it was wrong. “Wait! You got in touch with Zhou Zhou’s father?!”
Because that boy is the one who picked Zhou Zhou and Gu Jiqing is the one raising Zhou Zhou, Xia Qiao always called that boy Zhou Zhou’s father in order to make it easier to distinguish.
Gu Jiqing tried to correct it a few times but it didn’t work, so he just let him be. “En, we got in touch on Christmas because of a mutual friend.”
“F*ck! How could this kind of fate still exist in the world?! A childhood friend reunited again, bamboo horses descend from the sky, and dry firewood burns brightly?!” Xia Qiao had already brainstormed a whole Jinjiang pure love novel in his mind, his eyes sparkling with excitement.
Then Gu Jiqing lazily broke his fantasy: “He was planning to confess to someone else.”
Xia Qiao: “……”
“That’s right, life is not as beautiful as novels.” Xia Qiao sighed and continued to pick up the spicy pot in front of him. “But even if it’s just a friend, it’s still a good fate. After all, during that time, you became happy because of him. Later, he said he would leave, then just left. Now, he said he would appear and just appeared, so maybe it’s the best Christmas gift from God.”
At the end, Xia Qiao’s voice was sweet and crisp, as if trying to bring some comfort to Gu Jiqing.
When Gu Jiqing heard the best gift, he remembered the Christmas tree in the hotel room that was worth 5000 yuan and also had a broken branch.
He lowered his head and smiled, then said to Xia Qiao, “Can I borrow your studio to put up a Christmas tree? I’ll move it out when winter vacation is over.”
“Christmas tree?” Xia Qiao blinked.
Gu Jiqing lowered his eyelashes and said, “En, Christmas tree, a Christmas gift from a very cute person. I guess in a little while, someone from the hotel will bring it over.”
Gu Jiqing thought that it was a pity to leave all the money and effort spent and the hotel.
Xia Qiao immediately narrowed his eyes alertly and said, “No, Gu Jiqing. Something’s going on. I can’t believe you brought up another cute guy. Are you going out with someone?”
Gu Jiqing didn’t even lift his eyelashes and said, “I don’t have any plans to date, it’s not like you don’t know.”
He thinks that loving someone is actually a very tiring thing, and he doesn’t have enough emotions and strength to love someone, so there is no need to fall in love.
Xia Qiao is aware of this, but he has always disagreed: “But all plans will change. If you really meet someone you like and love, then the strength you draw from them will definitely be enough for you to love them. Open your heart a bit, accept those many handsome gas patches in the world, and then squeeze them dry!!!”
Xia Qiao felt that if a good person such as Gu Jiqing could not be loved without reservation, it would be a waste. In the end, his tone was filled with hatred, and he slammed the table and shouted loudly.
So much so that when the words fell, several straight men next to them threw shock and astonishment at them and began to doubt their lives.
“……”
There was a deathly silence.
Gu Jiqing’s phone rang like a life-saving bell.
Gu Jiqing connected, hung up, and said, “The Christmas tree is here.”
Xia Qiao stood up with a plate in his hand, speaking with righteousness and without looking back, “I’ll help you move it.”
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Probably by turning shame and anger into strength, the two of them actually moved the Christmas tree back to the studio.
Xia Qiao wiped off his sweat and gasped for breath, saying, “This thing is five thousand yuan?! Which foolish spender bought it?!”
“Who do you think has the most money of anyone I know?” Gu Jiqing lowered his head and patiently took care of the damaged branches that had just been moved.
After quickly circling through his mind, Xia Qiao was shocked and said, “Zhou Cibai?!”
He is aware of Zhou Cibai’s family background.
But with Zhou Cibai’s manga-scumbag-like appearance, he doesn’t look like that kind of silly person with a lot of money ah?
And why did Zhou Cibai give a Christmas tree to Gu Jiqing?!
Gu Jiqing, such a lazy person even spared effort to carry it back?!
What happened to the saying that he’s a straight man with homophobia, and naturally can’t be bent?
Xia Qiao widened his eyes and was about to ask questions when Gu Jiqing, who was tidying up the Christmas branches and leaves, gave his hand a lurch.
In the palm of his hand lay a football trumpet about ten centimeters long, and the other end of the trumpet was tied to the Christmas tree with a gift string.
He remembered the words written on the third card: [On the 31st, the first row ticket for the Zhou Cibai basketball game comes with a complimentary cheering horn]: “……”
“Is it popular for you guys to use this to cheer when watching basketball games now?” Gu Jiqing felt a bit difficult to understand, but considering the brain circuits of contemporary college students who are constantly emerging and like to rejuvenate, he couldn’t help but ask.
After asking, he tried to blow it, but there’s no sound. He frowned slightly.
Xia Qiao, who witnessed all of this, “……”
He thinks that the combination of a big beauty like Gu Jiqing, who directly puts the label “I am the most mature, gentle, and rational” directly on his face, and the football trumpet baby whistle was strangely adorable.
He paused and said, “Yes.”
It’s not entirely a lie. Recently, many girls like to wear this cute outfit when they go to watch their boyfriends’ basketball games, and boys also love it.
“But when I go to watch Shen Zhao play games, I usually draw a banner for him, which is more organized.”
Intuitively, Xia Qiao was told that Gu Jiqing, who has always had little interest in all sports activities, asked this question because he was planning to watch Zhou Cibai’s competition. He tentatively said this and then took out the hand sign he had drawn for Shen Zhao.
The Q-version of Shen Zhao playing basketball, with some cheering slogans, does look much more normal than that football trumpet.
Since he has promised to cheer on Zhou Cibai, it’s not good to disappoint him.
After all, Zhou Cibai’s Christmas intentions cannot be returned with just an ordinary scarf.
He doesn’t want Zhou Cibai to be troubled, but he also doesn’t want to owe Zhou Cibai a favor.
So, in a situation where Gu Jiqing didn’t even notice some shallow contradiction deep within himself, he whispered, “Can I borrow some materials from you?”
At that moment, Xia Qiao narrowed his shrewd little eyes and showed an “as expected” expression.
Gu Jiqing and Zhou Cibai definitely have something going on.
But Gu Jiqing didn’t notice, he just propped up the easel and started drawing his hand.
He has been drawing a lot of this kind of simple Q-version character since elementary school, when he helped Gu Jue create a picture newspaper, which is not difficult for him.
Soon after the drawing was done, he looked end to end at the bicephalic villain on the banner frowning, menacingly as he carried the ball, and always felt that something wasn’t subtle enough.
After thinking about it, he was finally satisfied and leaned back in his chair after adding two pointed ears and a big, fluffy tail that wouldn’t stop thrashing around.
The afternoon sunlight fell from the window and happened to caress Gu Jiqing’s somewhat scattered side face, cutting the indoor light and dark into distinct halves.
Half of it was the sunlight falling on the bright and lively banner in front of him, and the white banner even reflected a blurry patch of light.
The other half, along with the gray tower in the corner, disappeared into the forgotten shadow of the sunlight.
And Gu Jiqing sat lazily against the back of the chair, one leg lazily propped up and the other lightly stepping on the bracket, his eyelashes slightly lifted, like a lazy and gentle cat waking up from the afternoon nap.
It was a state of relaxation and peace from the inside out that he hadn’t seen in a long time.
Xia Qiao couldn’t help but ask, “Gu Gu, have you been in a good mood lately?”
Gu Jiqing turned his head and whispered, “Is there?”
He looked so natural that it was like he didn’t feel anything wrong, yet he was also genuinely relaxed.
Xia Qiao, who was already prepared with a plethora of gossip questions to torture his friend, “……”
Forget it.
That’s also pretty good.
Let’s boil the frog in warm water first, or else if the temperature is increased in advance and the frog notices it, the frog may want to hide in the deep water pond again. Then how can he wait for his princess to kiss him?
But is that princess Zhou Cibai?
Is there a princess who is 1.9-meters tall?
Can a 1.9-meter princess fit into a princess skirt?
Xia Qiao imagined Zhou Cibai kissing Gu Jiqing in his princess dress and immediately shook his head desperately in an attempt to shake this terrifying scene out of his mind.
Coincidentally, Gu Jiqing’s phone also rang, and their previous conversation was promptly diverted.
“Hello, may I ask if this is Mr. Gu?” It was a call from the receptionist at the hotel. “Your things have been put downstairs in your dormitory, please remember to pick them up.”
His belongings?
Gu Jiqing didn’t remember leaving anything else at the hotel, but for safety reasons, he responded gently, “Okay, I’ll go get it right away. Thank you for your hard work.”
After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone and stood up, saying, “I’ll go back to the dormitory first. Can you help me keep the banner?”
Xia Qiao nodded quickly and said, “Okay, don’t worry, no problem.”
He will definitely lend a helping hand to the love of his good brother.
When Gu Jiqing arrived downstairs in their dormitory, he happened to encounter Lu Ping and Chen Ji carrying their bags.
“Didn’t Zhou Cibai come with you?” Gu Jiqing casually asked.
Lu Ping didn’t notice why Gu Jiqing suddenly began to care about Zhou Cibai. He just responded with a big smile. “He chose the morning elective course, and we chose the afternoon course. We didn’t attend together. When we left, he was still taking a nap. When you go up, make your movements lighter.”
“En, okay.” Gu Jiqing nodded and carried the large gift bag that contained something unknown upstairs.
Considering that Zhou Cibai may still be taking a nap, when he opens the door, he moves slowly and tries not to make any extra noise to avoid disturbing Zhou Cibai.
So much so that when the door was pushed open, Zhou Cibai, who was still sitting in front of his seat, scrolling his mouse through the webpage while burying his head in his notebook, was completely unaware.
Gu Jiqing held the doorknob and asked carelessly, “Weren’t you taking a nap?”
As the words fell, Zhou Cibai seemed to be startled and bounced up from his seat with a jerk. He stood straight and asked nervously, “Why did you come back?”
Gu Jiqing saw his appearance of being caught while doing something wrong and raised his eyebrows slightly in confusion. Then, out of humans’ instinctive curiosity, his gaze unconsciously drifted towards Zhou Cibai’s laptop screen.
Zhou Cibai immediately remembered that his laptop screen was still stuck on the order for Juliet roses page. He rapidly turned around to cross out this webpage.
Then another webpage he had browsed before was revealed.
[How to be a Good Powerful 1: How to try to avoid making the other party feel painful yet exciting—Practical Teaching.gvi]
Gu Jiqing: “……”
Zhou Cibai: “……”
F*ck!—
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