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    Loves Balance

    Although Qin Zigui had always been the most well-behaved and responsible child in the family since childhood, it was always Sheng Yan who was the most likable and indulged one.

    The reason was simple. Firstly, he looked good since he was young, with rosy lips and white teeth, delicate features, and when he smiled, his eyes and eyebrows curved attractively. No one could resist liking him. Secondly, he was clever and cute, especially good at being sweet and pouting. He could charm all the grandparents, aunts, uncles, brothers, and sisters in the family.

    Even Qin Zigui, the cool kid who was brought back to Nanwu by Qin Ru, couldn’t escape. On the first day he arrived at the courtyard filled with roses, he was captivated by this boy holding a little flower and speaking in a sweet voice, saying he wanted to give him a pretty doll.

    As a result, for many years to come, whenever Sheng Yan wanted to sneak a piece of candy, raise a small animal, pretend to be sick in bed, avoid doing homework, or made mistakes and angered Qin Zigui, as long as he blinked his eyes pitifully and said, “Zigui Gege, please,” Qin Zigui would be helpless.

    So even as they grew older, and Sheng Yan said these sweet words less and less, in his subconscious mind, he still instinctively felt that as long as he spoke up, Qin Zigui would be willing to help him out.

    But that didn’t mean saying such things wasn’t embarrassing for him.

    Originally, Sheng Yan thought that since he couldn’t see anyone through the phone, he would just pretend that he was saying this to a dog. After tricking Qin Zigui into coming over, he would deny everything. But he didn’t expect Qin Zigui to arrive so quickly.

    Not only did he arrive, but he also repeated the phrase “Zigui Gege” in front of him in a calm and unhurried manner, and each word fell into Sheng Yan’s ears like a burning sensation.

    However, it wasn’t convenient to confront him in public, so Sheng Yan could only lower his hat and grumble under his breath as Qin Zigui approached, “Qin Zigui, are you doing this on purpose?”

    Qin Zigui calmly paid the bill. “If Zigui is not a good bird and does not mean it, then I also do not mean it.”

    Sheng Yan: “…”

    Stingy!

    Was it necessary to hold a grudge over such a small matter?

    But, still feeling a bit guilty about the matter, Sheng Yan didn’t want to argue too forcefully. He uncomfortably pinched the brim of his hat and pressed it down again, saying irritably, “Why are you so stingy as a grown man? I even treated you to milk tea. Can’t we just let this go?”

    Qin Zigui just happened to receive the thick, almost solidified, drink from the cashier. He shook it gently, and there was hardly any movement in the cup. “I thought you were treating me to congee.”

    “…” Sheng Yan justified himself, “I’m being generous.”

    Qin Zigui didn’t deny it. “Well, you’re being generous, just with my money.”

    Sheng Yan: “…”

    This guy is so annoying.

    Sheng Yan was the type to argue with others outside but act arrogantly inside. He didn’t want to waste time with Qin Zigui, so he extended his hand and acted like a rogue, “Since you helped me pay, give me back my phone. I’ll transfer the money to you, and then we’re even.”

    Just a minute ago, he was sweetly pleading, “Zigui Gege, please,” and now he was gruffly saying, “We’re even,” Their young master Sheng Yan was really a man who could bend and stretch.

    But perhaps because Qin Zigui had heard the two words “Zigui Gege” after a long absence, his mood was still relatively good. He didn’t argue and took out Sheng Yan’s phone, placing it in his palm.

    Sheng Yan stepped back, turned around and left. He lowered his head and clicked on the avatar of his WeChat friend [Qin Stinky Egg], modified the note [Petty Qin Cuckoo], and then transferred 200 yuan.

    “The rest of the money will be used as your hard work, lest you say I owe you again.” The young master has always been generous in his dealings.

    Anyway, problems that can be solved with money are not problems.

    Thinking of this, Sheng Yan had already clicked on the business card of the most handsome man in the world that Gou You had pushed to him.

    He doesn’t use QQ very much, and his avatar nickname is still the same one he used in junior high school, but it is much more fashionable than the non-mainstream avatar of the love-buried family in front of him, and his name is so flashy. Is this person reliable?

    Sheng Yan was doubtful as he clicked on the application to add friends.

    The other party got through almost instantly, and then a long message popped up directly.

    [Purchase the complete materials for all subjects in the first year of high school and you will get a free copy of the basic knowledge points for the second year of high school (for self-study only, limited supply). The price is 399. The QR code is as follows. Please note your email address when making payment. A PDF and a Word file will be sent to you, has a reasonable layout that is most in line with human aesthetics, and is very convenient to print. If necessary, it can also come with a beautiful signed photo by the school grass, first come first served, don’t miss it when you pass by]

    Sheng Yan: “…”

    This is really no ordinary little business genius.

    But anyway, he had already planned to treat the dead horse as a live horse. He didn’t bother to care whether the other person was a serious person. He directly recognized the QR code to pay. After paying, the other party suddenly sent a question mark: [? ]

    What’s the meaning?

    Sheng Yan was about to ask, but before he could type the words, his head suddenly hit something that was neither hard nor soft. The pain made him gasp, frowned and looked up. Just as he was about to question, then He paused.

    What he bumped into seemed to be Qin Zigui’s hand.

    Before he could react and speak, Qin Zigui had already calmly withdrawn the red right hand that had been placed on the glass door and whispered: “Walking and watching the road, don’t play with your phone.”

    “Oh.” Sheng Yan was actually a little worried about the wound on Qin Zigui’s hand, but he was too embarrassed to ask, so he could only put the phone away obediently for the time being.

    Qin Zigui’s cell phone rang just in time.

    Take it out and take a look.

    [Wild]: What stimulated Senior Sheng Yan?

    [Q]:?

    [Wild]: The word “learning” actually appeared in his world. Attached is [Screenshot of the chat about purchasing learning materials.jpg]

    [Q]:ā€¦ā€¦

    The person who sent him a WeChat message was the junior he had the best relationship with in junior high school. He was one grade below him. At that time, they were the top students in two grades respectively, and both he and Sheng Yan were the main players of the school basketball team, so the relationship was very good, but later on, due to some special reasons, he was not admitted directly to the middle school of the Shiwai High School, but they still kept in touch.

    He just didn’t expect that by chance, Sheng Yan would use his trumpet when buying study materials.

    In other words, the key is not that buying materials cost him money, but that Sheng Yan actually started buying learning materials.

    You must know that Sheng Yan’s poor academic performance is definitely not caused by congenital intellectual defects, but due to pure failure to study.

    Even in elementary school, Sheng Yandu was known as a smart kid. Although he didn’t like doing homework, he had an excellent memory and was the fastest in the class in mental arithmetic and oral arithmetic.

    It’s just that the further you go, the better the distractions are and the more things you can play with. One can practice shooting, play games, build models, and play basketball. You can be proficient in everything. Coupled with the pampering in all aspects, Sheng Yan’s thoughts become more and more. The more he doesn’t study, the more he doesn’t attend classes 360 days a year.

    But if a young master who is used to playing like this suddenly starts learning, there are only two possibilities.

    First, the family is in decline, so they have to work hard to become stronger.

    Second, He wants to pass all the mock exams next time and then escape from himself.

    The answer is obvious.

    It seems that Sheng Yan is really not willing to stay with him now.

    Thinking of the way Sheng Yan cried and fussed and insisted on sitting with him every time he changed seats in elementary school, Qin Zigui lowered his eyelashes, covered the emotions in his eyes, and replied: [Maybe it’s because he is angry with me]

    The other party didn’t ask any more questions, and just replied slowly: “That’s right, that’s okay. I also have the most pitiful number in the world. I’ll lend it to you if you need it.”

    [Q]:?

    [Wild]: Know yourself and the enemy, and you will be victorious in every battle.

    [Wild]: And you remember, men can be pampered, brotherly souls can drift, they can get angry and all that, minor problems.

    Pampering.

    Qin Zigui clicked on these two words with his fingertips, seeming thoughtful.

    Before he could think of the result, Sheng Yan, who was walking normally next to him, suddenly slapped him: “Qin Zigui! Quick! Help me catch the cat! Don’t let it run away!”

    After saying that, he ran directly to a corner full of debris opposite the fried chicken shop. He stepped on the debris, turned his hands over, and disappeared in an instant.

    Qin Zigui remembered that when he met Sheng Yan last night, he seemed to be looking for a cat, so he followed him, flipped cleanly, and landed lightly.

    Sheng Yan on the other side of the wall finally caught the snoring little fugitive. He raised his hands high and said fiercely at it: “Run! Run again! If you run again, you won’t have anything to eat.” You have no idea!”

    “…”

    Qin Zigui didn’t know whether to remind Sheng Yan that a strong man shouldn’t repeat his words.

    As Sheng Yan reached for it, ready to leave, he remembered something and turned to Qin Zigui, “Can I take it back to the classroom? There’s still cat food in my backpack.”

    Indeed, Qin Zigui had seen several cans of cat food in Sheng Yan’s backpack.

    They looked like the top-notch, most expensive, and most exquisite ones.

    He looked at the cat in Sheng Yan’s hand, a little orange tabby without noble lineage, at most cute-looking, estimated to be three or four months old, probably without parents or an owner, dirty, skinny, and small. It seemed like a creature from a different world compared to the clean and beautiful young master.

    He asked Sheng Yan, “Are you planning to keep it?”

    Sheng Yan didn’t quite understand why Qin Zigui suddenly asked this and casually replied, “Not for now. Ms. Xu is allergic to cat hair, so we can’t keep it at home.”

    “If you don’t plan to keep it, it’s better not to feed it with high-quality cat food.” Qin Zigui’s tone seemed somewhat indifferent.

    Sheng Yan raised an eyebrow, not quite understanding.

    Qin Zigui explained, “Many cats, after eating high-end cat food, refuse to eat other food, even cat food. So, if you suddenly treat it well and give it the best, it might become dependent on you. But if one day you can’t continue to treat it like that, it might refuse to eat or even become depressed, feeling abandoned again. Have you considered this?”

    He hadn’t thought about it.

    Sheng Yan just felt that he met this cat, and the cat liked him, and he liked the cat, so it was fate. In his view, if he liked something, he would give it his best without thinking much.

    Just like when he found Qin Zigui at the door. He treated him well because he liked him.

    As for other considerations, he didn’t think that much.

    But now, being told by Qin Zigui, it seemed like he had done something wrong.

    And how did he become abandoned again?

    Sheng Yan always felt that there was something in Qin Zigui’s words, and an unknown anger suddenly emerged in his heart: “Qin Zigui, what do you mean? What do you mean by whim and abandon again? Can you stop thinking that everything I do is just a waste of time? When I met this cat, it was only a little old. It couldn’t survive without me. And although I couldn’t raise it, I took it for vaccinations and medical treatment. Is there anyone who can adopt it? Why do you think I am just on a whim and will not be responsible for it? Who am I in your eyes?”

    Sheng Yan felt increasingly angry as he scolded Qin Zigui, feeling more and more wronged. He scolded until he didn’t want to deal with Qin Zigui anymore, holding the cat and walking towards the alley.

    However, after a few steps, he couldn’t resist turning back. He glared at Qin Zigui fiercely, “And I said I would take care of it, I will always take care of it. It’s the cat’s fault for running away and ignoring me! Don’t always blame me for everything!”

    After saying that, he turned his head, lowered it, and hurried towards the alley entrance, looking genuinely angry.

    Whether it was Qin Zigui’s illusion or not, at that moment, he felt that in Sheng Yan’s stern words, there seemed to be a lot of other grievances hidden.

    It ran away first and ignored me.

    Thinking of this, Qin Zigui’s fingertips involuntarily curled up slightly.

    In his mind, Sheng Yan had always been the little young master who didn’t understand much because he was too well-protected. But perhaps Sheng Yan understood much more than he thought.

    So, he suddenly didn’t know whether he should chase after Sheng Yan as before, to coax him and tease him.

    But the deepest instinct formed over the years always acted faster than his thoughts.

    When he saw a bicycle rushing uncontrollably down the slope outside the alley, Qin Zigui didn’t hesitate. He stepped forward and pulled Sheng Yan into his arms, turning around to shield him and the cat in front of him.

    Then, the out-of-control bicycle crashed directly into Qin Zigui.

    After the strong impact, there was a low groan. Qin Zigui involuntarily bent his legs, trying to control the fall.

    In that instant, Sheng Yan realized what had happened.

    He quickly pulled away from Qin Zigui’s grasp, crouched down, and disregarded everything to roll up Qin Zigui’s pant leg.

    When the bicycle fell, the hard wire tied to the front of the bike slashed through the school pants, leaving a long and deep cut on the leg, blood dripping. It looked excruciatingly painful.

    Finally unable to hold back, Sheng Yan raised his head and shouted angrily at Qin Zigui, “Qin Zigui, are you out of your mind?! Didn’t you think to shout to let me dodge? What’s the use of blocking?! Who do you think you are, a hero?! Do you think I won’t be angry this way?! Dream on! I won’t forgive you!”

    Sheng Yan scolded fiercely, but as he scolded, his eyes reddened, and his anger lost its intimidation, making him look like a small leopard.

    It was exactly the same as the way he used to protect himself in front of Fat Hu when he was a child, not allowing them to scold him for not having a father or a mother, as if it had never changed over the years.

    And at that moment, Qin Zigui suddenly understood something.

    Perhaps Sheng Yan wasn’t wrong to want to feed the stray cat with the best. What was wrong was the cat that, fearing it might never again eat such good food, refused to eat even the current food.

    So, at that moment, Qin Zigui made a decision. He looked down at Sheng Yan and softly said, “A-Yan, don’t scold me, it hurts.”

    Author’s Note:

    Cuckoo, also known as camellia, white lotus flower.

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