If a minor hurts someone, at most he will be sent to a juvenile detention center for a few days, where he will eat and sleep well, and then come back to retaliate. Children of wealthy families can use their connections and some silver to avoid even those few days of detention, and can directly skip to the last step. Not wanting Adrian Ling to sit in the police station and be questioned, Lucas Qi shook his head: "I will handle it. Thank you, doctor."
Those who can come to this clinic are not ordinary people. The doctor was frightened for a moment, but he didn't dare to ask him how he dealt with it. Since he didn't look like someone who would break the law, he nodded.
When Lucas Qi walked out, Ethan Ling was still chatting and laughing with the nurse. Seeing him coming, the nurse immediately waved and said goodbye to Ethan Ling, then returned to her post with a smile covering her mouth.
The two walked out of the clinic. Lucas Qi stood beside Adrian Ling to shield him from the wind. Seeing a thin layer of red on the tip of his ear, he lowered his voice and teased: "Are you in love?"
Adrian Ling rubbed his ears with his hands and glanced at him: "You have a dirty mind."
In a hurry to get the child in the car, Lucas Qi stopped joking with him. He put his arm around him and walked a few quick steps to open the door for him and fasten his seat belt before sitting in the driving seat.
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Afraid that Ethan Ling would be caught in the wind, Lucas Qi resisted the urge to open the window to smoke. While waiting for the red light, he glanced at the passenger seat. The red spot on Ethan Ling's ears had faded, and she closed her eyes, with her head slightly tilted towards him.
Adrian Ling was good-looking. When he closed his eyes, he lost his stubbornness and looked obedient, with a sense of youth. With the night view outside the car window as the background, it looked like a scene from a movie. He looked at her for a few more times and missed the yellow light turning green. A car honked shortly behind him, and he came to his senses and turned down the radio.
When he was studying in the UK, he liked to drive fast and only became obedient after crashing several times. He was not as nervous as when he came here. He drove the car steadily and smoothly towards the destination.
Ethan Ling was not actually asleep, she just closed her eyes to rest, her thoughts tumbling around in her sleepiness, floating up and down, thinking about what the nurse said.
She said Lucas Qi was so nice to him, caring like a lover, which made her envious.
Maybe girls are always emotional. As the person involved, his feelings are not as deep and exaggerated as she said. He just thinks Lucas Qi is a magical person, like a genie living in a magic lamp. He only needs to express his feelings to him simply, without even stating his demands, and he can get the result he wants. He will not insist on going to a big hospital against his wishes, and will gently coax him not to feel pain.
And the feelings he didn't express -
He didn't say he felt wronged, and didn't ask for help, but he blocked others' fists as soon as they clenched them. He didn't say he felt pain, but he guessed that he had old injuries, and asked for medicated oil to help him apply them as soon as he got home. He didn't say he felt cold, but before entering the clinic to undress for examination, he would specifically ask the doctor to close the window and turn the air conditioner to warm air. He didn't say that there were noises that would disturb his sleep, but he thought he was asleep, so he would turn down the radio.
Obviously, it would be better to have some noise when driving at night.
The car was driving very steadily, but Ethan Ling felt that she was a little dazed. She thought that maybe everyone would feel the same way, and wondered why other people didn't do the same to me?
The car shook a few times when it passed the speed bump, and a warm hand reached out and patted his leg soothingly, as if to lull him to sleep, and quickly put it back on the steering wheel.
This made Adrian Ling even more confused. Maybe Lucas Qi was like this to everyone.
It's like this for him and it's also like this for Clara Jiang, or worse, it's because of Clara Jiang that he treats him so gently and attentively.
The radio station with the volume turned down to the lowest setting was playing a song he had heard before, but he couldn't remember the name. He heard a female voice with an old voice singing softly, "It's him, you and me, we've shared the joys and sorrows of life."
He recalled the feeling of Lucas Qi's fingers brushing across his back. His eyelashes trembled, and he was gradually brought to sleep by the soft music.
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When they returned to the mansion for the second time, they went in and out without disturbing the housekeeper. Lucas Qi parked the car and turned off the engine. The child sitting in the passenger seat was sleeping soundly.
He sighed, unbuckled Ethan Ling's seat belt, and carried him out sideways.
The human body has an irregular shape and will not cooperate when sleeping. Ethan Ling is nearly 1.8 meters tall, so it is difficult for him to be held in his arms, and he also has to try his best to avoid any injuries on his body.
He adjusted his movements and closed the car door with his legs.
When the Ling family built the house, they certainly didn't consider that someone would need to carry a 1.8-meter-tall boy up to the second floor through the side door. The corridor was very winding, and there was a big bend between the two staircases facing each other in the middle of the hall. Lucas Qi spent half his life to safely send the boy to the bed, took off his shoes and socks, removed his coat, and then pulled the quilt over him.
Thinking that today's parent-child experience activity had come to an end, he breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to go back to his room to take a shower and rest. He said good night to the sleeping Adrian Ling, and was about to leave when his wrist was grabbed.
"Are you pretending to sleep?" Lucas Qi was a little angry. He gently patted the child's face, and saw that his eyes were still closed, his lips were tightly pursed, his eyelashes were slightly trembling, and his eyebrows were wrinkled.
Finding that he really hadn't woken up yet and was sleeping uncomfortably, Lucas Qi secretly laughed and scolded him as a young master, and simply woke him up: "Ayun, wake up, get up, change your clothes, wash up, and go back to sleep."
Adrian Ling was awakened, frowning even more tightly, and opened her eyes for a few seconds before closing them again: "...There is Listerine in the sink."
As if he remembered what Lucas Qi said, he opened his eyes for a few seconds and said with all his strength: "I'm so sleepy, I want to rinse my mouth and go to sleep. Thank you." Then he closed his eyes again.
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Lucas Qi was speechless. He resigned himself to going to his bathroom to get mouthwash, a wet towel and an empty cup to help the young master wash up, and then helped him change into pajamas. When everything was done, he looked at the clock and saw that it was almost three in the morning. He felt helpless.
He was too lazy to go back to his room. Adrian Ling's bed was also king-size, so there was no difference. He simply made a spot for himself and leaned against the bed to look at his phone.
Ethan Ling felt the mattress sink, and turned over with a strong smell of medicated oil, looking at him with half-opened eyes.
A warm yellow night light at the bedside illuminated the outline of Lucas Qi's profile. He was only covered with a corner of the quilt, which was not as tightly tucked in as his own.
Lucas Qi thought Adrian Ling would say something like "Get off my bed", but he just glanced at him, closed his eyes, and said in a sleepy voice, "...There's Listerine in the sink."
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The lyrics are taken from "Crazy Dynasty"
It's him and you and I who love and fight with each other.
We met by chance in the crowd, you and I each left our own mark
How much joy and laughter, how much love and hate
The wild waves rolled up brilliantly and colorfully
It is bitter and sweet. How to distinguish the joys and sorrows of life?
Everyone is looking for the impression in your heart
How much crying and sighing, how much falsehood and truth
Let the madness rise and fall, mixing love and hate
It's him and you who have shared the joys and sorrows of life with me.
Ethan Ling slept soundly. In his dream, there was another person's embrace, body temperature and breath. It was so warm that even his dream was very deep and he slept until he didn't know when the daybreak came.
He was awakened by his biological clock at nearly eight o'clock and found himself sleeping on one side of the big bed with an empty space next to him.
He rubbed his eyes and sat up, pulling up his skin-friendly pajamas and taking a look, he slowly remembered that he had let Lucas Qi stay in his room overnight. He didn't know whether it was because Clara Jiang's pretty boy slept in his bed, or because he didn't see anyone beside him when he woke up, but he felt a belated feeling of irritation and irritability that filled his heart along with his morning mood.
He rang the bell to ask the maid to bring breakfast to the room. For some reason, he didn't want to see Lucas Qi at breakfast time.
"Master," the servant spread out breakfast on a tray, "Qi Sheng had to go out this morning and told you to check your phone when you wake up."
Ethan Ling was slightly stunned and thanked the maid, but he was not in the mood to look at the mobile phone on the table. He ate a few bites of breakfast in a hurry, then got up in annoyance to get the cigarette box. When the cigarette was between his lips, he didn't want to light it for some reason and threw the cigarette to the ground in a listless manner.
The phone screen lit up, indicating that a new message had come in. Adrian Ling stepped barefoot on the carpet and ran to pick up the phone, but didn't want to open it to read it.
The phone rang the next second. He looked at the vibrating machine in his hand. An unfamiliar number appeared on the screen. When the music reached the third bar, he finally pressed the answer button.
Lucas Qi's gentle voice came through the radio waves into his ear and asked him good morning.
"I know you won't listen to me and read the message." It sounded a little noisy from his end, with the sound of cups and plates colliding, and a woman's voice, "I have something to do today, and I may not be back until the evening. Can you apply the medicine first?"
... Ethan Ling held the phone without answering. She sat on the bean bag sofa and looked at the snow-white ceiling.
The rustling sound of the bean bag sofa was heard over there, and she smiled softly: "You still have classes in the afternoon, and you will feel uncomfortable if you don't apply the medicine. Be obedient, I will help you apply the medicine when I come back in the evening, okay?"
Adrian Ling responded perfunctorily and hung up the phone. He was too lazy to apply medicine, it would heal on its own anyway.
Lucas Qi heard that she was having morning tea with someone. Who was it? A woman. He was anxious even if Clara Jiang didn't go to France for a few weeks!
He was just getting angry for Clara Jiang when a new message appeared. He had just answered a call and without locking the screen, he suppressed his anger and clicked on the message page.
Three unread messages.
"I'm going to have tea with my sister-in-law this morning. I'll be leaving first. Remember to apply the medicine."
"are you awake?"
"Come back to check in the evening :)"
Ethan Ling didn't reply. She threw her phone onto the carpet and sank into the bean bag sofa as if she had fallen into quicksand.
A sweet fragrance wafted towards him, and he turned to look. On the table were fresh cut flowers that the maid had just exchanged. The white flowers that had attracted Lucas Qi's attention that day had just been cut from the garden. There was still dew on the delicate petals, and they were trembling slightly.
He looked at the flower, and seemed to remember something. After a moment, he used his foot to hook the phone from the ground. After hesitating for a moment, he saved Lucas Qi's number.
I first typed in the three words "soft rice king", then deleted them, changed them to "little white face", deleted them again, typed in "Lucas Qi" which I saw from the transcript, deleted it again, and finally saved the cold "Qi Sheng".
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Lucas Qi hung up the phone and looked at his sister-in-law sitting next to him with a slightly apologetic look. Wen Yuxian smiled slightly to show her understanding.
The baskets of dim sum were still hot, and he didn't care about his image. He used his hand to push aside the paper padding at the bottom of the lava buns, took a bite, and the golden, salty and fragrant filling flowed out, burning his tongue and making it numb.
Wen Xiaoxian handed him a tissue and took out a stack of paper with photos on it: "You're looking for a few students, and you're looking for me?"
"Brother is so busy, Qi Xiao didn't know how to control his severity, and I just came back, and I can't find anyone else." Lucas Qi swallowed the lava bun, and didn't dare to say that he was too lazy to ask others, and he just happened to have to return Qi Jinguan's car, so he asked her out for tea and let her drive the car away.
"I don't know you well?" Wen Xiaoxian had been married to the Qi family for more than ten years. When she saw him put the key to the Bentley on the table, she knew it. She smiled and said, "You are just a few middle school students. What do you want to do?"
She roughly understood some of the situation, and although she was a little unhappy, she still didn't agree with using adult methods to deal with children. After standing at a certain height, with certain resources and power, it was actually very easy to ruin someone's life. She knew it very well.
"Don't worry, Sister Xian, I'm not a devil," Lucas Qi laughed at her fussing over nothing, and quickly scanned the stack of papers. His eyes stopped on a date for a moment, and then he continued, "I've already said that I just returned to China, what can I do? This kind of child just needs their parents' discipline, but I just want their parents to sign fewer forms and spend more time teaching their children."
Who would want to be an adult, bound by rules and regulations, and restricted in their actions? He was furious just by seeing Adrian Ling being beaten like that. If he were ten years younger, he would definitely beat him back one by one.
Wen Yuxian smiled and shook her head: "You, you are messing around."
But she didn't say anything against it, and even helped him pick up a few pieces of steamed spareribs with black bean sauce with her chopsticks.
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After dark, the temperature dropped suddenly and the drizzle was heavy. Lucas Qi did not ask the Ling family's driver to pick him up. He returned to the Ling family with a pale face and a body covered in water vapor. Adrian Ling had already returned home from school and was sitting in the living room drinking sugar water and watching TV.
The TV volume was turned down very low, blending into the air with a buzzing sound. The Tremella soup that had been cooked for an afternoon was sticky and sweet. It was chilled in the refrigerator and tasted slightly cool when eaten. Ethan Ling bit the spoon and looked at Lucas Qi who walked over and fell headfirst onto the sofa. He didn't bring an umbrella, and his hair was wet from the rain, with a few strands stuck to his forehead, looking a little embarrassed.
It has been a long time since he had a peaceful campus life. Ethan Ling looked at Lucas Qi in a good mood and raised his eyebrows slightly. Why did this person always look so unruly in front of him? In their line of work, isn't appearance the most important thing?
"Do you have any medicine?" Lucas Qi took the dry towel handed over by the maid and asked Adrian Ling in a low voice. He was carsick, his face was a little blue, and his voice sounded low and soft.
She no longer hated Lucas Qi as much as she did when they first met, and the inexplicable anger she had in the morning had long since been smoothed over. Adrian Ling couldn't tell what she felt in her heart. She leaned towards him, letting him smell the medicine on her body, then sat up straight again, looked at his pale face, and asked hesitantly, "Are you feeling unwell?"
"Car sickness." Knowing that he was obedient and applied the medicine, Lucas Qi felt relieved and put the paper bag on the table, "I brought you a cake."
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