On the rewards for successfully defeating a boss

Chi Mu's service was quite good. He just pointed at whatever he wanted and took the food. He only started to deal with the leftovers after Chen Qian had eaten his fill.

After breakfast, the others also entered the ward according to the time agreed upon the day before.

Chen Tian also came. He didn't forget to pick him up from the hospital.

Chen Tian took the initiative to take care of the discharge procedures, and went downstairs again not long after he arrived.

The remaining few people huddled together in a noisy mess. Each person picked up a little, and in a short while the room was empty, as if they were just about to move in.

Chen Qian felt embarrassed to just stand by and watch, so he went forward to help, but they tried every possible way to refuse him.

Yu Wangxi even said that there were aliens outside the window, but he felt embarrassed as soon as he finished speaking, so he pulled Sun Cheng and ran away.

Chen Qian had no choice but to pick up some light items and slowly follow them.

When we got home, I don't know who first suggested celebrating Chen Qian's discharge from the hospital, but everyone used this as an excuse to stay in the living room together with laughter.

Chen Qian sat on the sofa, holding a cup of warm tea and glancing at Chen Tian quietly, carefully watching for the opportunity to make his friends who could neither sit nor lie down rush out the door.

We rarely have guests at home. The last time it was so lively was probably before the renovation workers left.

Therefore, his previous life rules were no different from little-known facts, and were basically only used to regulate Chen Qian.

But today...

There were a few unclear footprints on the tiles just a few steps away from the entrance. They were accidentally stepped on when the crowd was crowded. Chen Qian's luggage was piled on the coffee table and had not been sorted out yet. It still had the smell of the hospital. He was usually very picky, but now he didn't have any temper when he saw everyone's generous way of treating guests. Instead, he seemed to be in a good mood.

Seeing him chatting and laughing with others without any pressure, Chen Qian was shocked for a moment, but after observing for a long time, he remembered Lin Xixi's evaluation of him when he was slacking off after returning from the amusement park - the man on the street is as beautiful as jade, and the young man is unparalleled in the world.

To be honest, he thought Lin Xixi was abstract...

Chen Qian retracted his gaze and slapped away Chi Mu's hand, which was becoming more and more excessive in the dark. When Chen Tian looked over, he gave him a look and went back to the room.

Chen Tian followed in, as if he had already prepared for what he was going to say, and didn't look surprised at all. "Have you decided?"

"Well, help me get a visa." Chen Qian said casually, flipping through the furnishings in the room with his hands. He hadn't been back for a long time, so the furnishings were a little dusty.

"It'll take some time. Where are you going?"

"How's Germany? They're famous for their beer."

"You know you are going abroad to study, not to be exiled, right?" Chen Tian was impressed by someone in Tokugawa, and teased with a smile.

Chen Qian had also heard about that man, and his smile froze.

Most of Chen Tian's friends were from the same class. At the end of his senior year, everyone was discussing their plans for the next phase of their studies. Only that person, sitting in a corner, said gloomily, "I'm only halfway through my academic plan. I'll probably have another four years."

Chen Qian changed his tone: "Ah... then let's go to Denmark and visit the Hans Christian Andersen Museum."

“Odense, Denmark.”

"what?"

"The Andersen Museum is there." Chen Tian said calmly, showing no emotion.

……

They planned to make lunch themselves, so they asked Chi Mu and Sun Cheng to cook, while the others continued to do their own tasks.

Chen Qian was concerned about Chi Mu's injury. When everyone was enthusiastically preparing the dishes, he secretly asked Chi Mu if he was really okay.

Of course, the answer he got was the one he expected - it's okay, I'm fine.

Chen Qian was afraid that the answer he got was Chi Mu's standard answer because of his stubbornness, so he thought it would be better to check it out when he had time.

He thought about it and he implemented it.

After trying to find a way around it, Chen Qianpin found something wrong.

Avoiding the inquiring and teasing looks of the crowd and Chen Tian's unbearable disappointment, Chen Qian remained silent.

He obviously just wanted to see Chi Mu's wound, but now the atmosphere in the room seemed to have become: he was a pervert, who had just been discharged from the hospital and caught the shy boyfriend and insisted on seeing the weird condition of his abdominal muscles.

Chen Qian swore that he really didn't do anything, and he didn't even mention the word "abdominal muscles".

From beginning to end, he just pulled Chi Mu's clothes and said: Let me see.

Look at the wound.

Oh my god, who knew that Chi Mu would shyly open his hand, and with the posture of a beautiful little girl, said with full energy: "This is not good, there are so many people here."

Ah... I really want to dig a hole here and escape to the house downstairs.

The ingredients were obtained by running errands to the supermarket. Although the supermarket where I placed the order was just around the corner from the community, unfortunately no one was willing to go downstairs.

Chen Tian found two brand new aprons in the kitchen cabinet. They were brought by the elders in the family when he first moved in.

Sun Cheng and Chi Mu tied aprons of different colors and stood side by side in the kitchen. The steam from cooking rose, the aroma of sautéing wafted out, and the sound of food sizzling in the pot was cheerful.

Lin Xixi suddenly appeared behind the sofa, between Yu Wangxi and Chen Qian, two internet-addicted teenagers.

She poked this and that: "Hello, husband, let me know."

"I've become a pervert. I'm afraid it won't pass the review, so I won't comment. Thank you." Chen Qian looked over and saw a familiar figure moving in the same way as before.

"Good taste, but I have no comment on my brother and his wife." Yu Wangxi stared at that side for a few seconds, his eyes a little sore, and he retracted his gaze and imitated Chen Qian's words.

"Wow, are your hearts made of stone?" Lin Xixi was shocked and turned to play somewhere else.

Before long, the noise from the kitchen began to die down.

The hot steam was transferred from the stove into the plate, and then sent to the table, filling the not-so-big table.

The chef duo took off their aprons and started calling everyone to eat.

Chen Qian has always known that most of the things in Chen Tian’s house have a customized gimmick, but he is not sure which ones they are.

So he just became familiar with this customized, master-designed, creative folding dining table. To be precise, it was a minute ago when Chen Tian opened the cabinet next to it and pressed a button, and the table began to slowly unfold.

The people around obviously didn't expect this to happen and were all stunned. They had originally planned to hold their bowls and eat the meal like this.

Among them, Yu Wangxi, whose eyes began to sparkle, was even more obsessed with this. He said that he would ask his brother to replace every room in the house with this table.

Chen Qian and Sun Cheng wanted to talk him down, lest he be dragged back by his brother to work as a high-priced laborer. Just as they were about to persuade him, Chen Tian added fuel to the fire and directly sent him the contact information of the designer and manufacturer, and even sent him a copy of the materials and price list.

Yu Wangxi was even more excited now, and said happily that he would call after reading the form. But when he finished reading the form, the smile on his face fell, and he shook his head and said that he still didn't like Transformers very much, so forget it.

Later they found out that Chen Tian spent 100,000 yuan on this table. If Yu Wangxi really called back, the eldest son of the Yu family would probably replace his younger brother first.

After knowing the true value of the table, Chen Qian was still confused and asked Chen Tian why the table was worth so much. Chen Tian just told him lightly that the table was worthless and the money had been spent elsewhere. Chen Qian didn't understand even more and just thought it was the price he paid for showing off.

……

When people gather together and spend a lively time together and then disperse, the moment is always lonelier than before they got together. Familiar smiling faces kept switching in front of Chen Qian's eyes, and finally disappeared like a layer of phantom.

Chen Qianyang was lying on the bed bored, with a few documents scattered around him, and his name was signed in the corner.

These were freshly printed out in the study after Chen Tian made a phone call. In addition to these documents, he also gave Chen Qian a time.

40 days.

He said that after 40 days, all problems would be solved and he just needed to leave everything behind and escape.

Only.

Chen Tian’s schedule is very clear and closely linked.

After arriving in Denmark, you will first attend a language school for a while, then apply for admission and enroll as a freshman again, spending four years there.

He hoped that Chen Qian could avoid the turmoil of the city in this way, but in the process, he also had to take into account Chen Qian's own future.

The only consolation was just one sentence: Chen Tian promised him that after he resumed contact with his parents, they would visit him occasionally during that period.

Chen Qian looked at the ceiling and sighed deeply, not knowing whether it was for the road ahead that was only a few dotted lines or for himself who was about to face a huge challenge.

He didn't think he could adapt very well to living alone, let alone across the ocean.

The anxiety is very scattered, from food and clothing to housing and transportation.

I heard that white people's food tastes terrible, and I wonder if he can learn to cook for himself; is Danish difficult, can he learn it? Should he study for a driver's license before landing? Chen Qian's world is full of problems at the moment, and he is a little timid.

The autumn wind was getting colder and colder, blowing the yellow and red leaves on the roadside and scattering them all over the ground. One of the leaves slowly fell on the wooden table.

He carefully wrapped himself in his knitted jacket to protect himself from the strong wind, picked up the warm cappuccino beside him and took a sip, and then switched to the next song in his headphones.

He is neither working nor going to school now.

When everyone is busy, I can only go to a coffee shop with my laptop to kill time and learn about the city where I will temporarily live.

My fingertips slid and clicked on the touchpad. There were more than a dozen pages hanging on the computer, all related to Denmark. It took a while to scroll to the bottom of the entries starting with Odense.

He had just picked a place at random without thinking too much about it, thinking it would be the same wherever he went. But when he opened the map, he found that it was incredibly far away.

Chen Tian was right next to him at the time, and he actually said to him optimistically, "Xiao Qian, this is great. If you really want to go home in the future, you can always run back."

Recovering his thoughts, Chen Qian copied the name of the university that Chen Tian sent him and put it into the search bar.

University of Southern Denmark, formerly known as Odense University.

Chen Qian was surprised that Chen Tianzhen had applied for a local school for him, and curiously clicked on the school's official website to browse it.

As the sky gradually darkened, light began to flow outside the window.

The phone on the desk vibrated at the right moment, and a scheduled message reminder popped up, waking Chen Qian up from his serious state.

It was a dinner reminder he set in the morning for fear of missing it if he went out, and Chi Mu's dinner.

Chen Qian's eyes were sore from looking at web pages all afternoon. He put his fingers into his eye sockets and scraped them a few times, just as a brief eye exercise.

The phone rang again, and Chen Qian put away his things.

The phone reminder was jumping on the screen, and Chen Qian ran his finger across it and put it to his ear.

"Hey, Ikemu-kun."

"Xiao Qian, I'm already at the intersection to the right of the coffee shop. I'll be there after another traffic light."

"Well, I'll wait for you outside."

Putting away his phone, Chen Qian picked up his backpack and opened the glass door of the coffee shop.

The light from the door was staggered at an angle, reflecting a car light, and when it closed again, a dark-colored Audi landed steadily in front of the store.

The car window rolled down, and Chi Mu leaned out from inside and waved over here, "Xiao Qian, here."

Chen Qian walked around the car and got in the passenger seat. Chi Mu leaned over and fastened Chen Qian's seat belt. "What are we going to eat? Do you want to eat anything?"

"It's been a while since I've had anything strong. Chen Tian is too strict. Let's go have a hot pot meal without telling him."

"Okay, there's a delicious Chongqing hotpot restaurant on Xinjie Street. Let's go there."

"Ok!"

When getting off the car, Chen Qian noticed that Chi Mu was wearing a coat he had never seen before.

Ike Muben is a tall guy with a clean figure, like a clothes hanger. This simple coat makes him look particularly tall. The hot pot restaurant is only a short distance away, and he walks with a breeze, like he is on a catwalk.

Chen Qian suddenly had an idea that since he looked like this and was smart, he would never go hungry wherever he went.

It was the first time Chen Qian saw him wearing this style, and he couldn't help but take a few more glances at him. The more he looked, the more handsome he seemed.

He compared it with the sweatshirt and knitted jacket he was wearing today, and he looked like an elementary school student.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a young and handsome uncle taking his underage nephew out for dinner.

Chen Qian murmured in his heart with resentment: If I don’t wear the right clothes, I will look down on my generation when I go out.

After swallowing the bitter fruit of his outfit, Chen Qian felt even emptier in his stomach. No matter what Chi Mu put in the bowl, he would pick it up and stuff it into his mouth.

But after taking a few bites, Chen Qian slowed down. He had been eating light food for too long and he could not bear the spiciness.

The red oil from the butter pan stained his tongue, making the temperature even more scorching. He was so hot that he stuck out his tongue and breathed heavily, and moisture came out of the corners of his eyes.

"Are you okay? Do you want them to get you a glass of water to rinse it off?" Chi Mu handed the drink to his mouth, allowing him to take a sip.

He shook his head, blinked and smiled: "No, it tastes better when it's spicy."

After eating and coming out of the hot pot restaurant, the two strolled on the street.

Chen Qian felt as if he was soaked in the smoke of hot pot. Even the wind blowing in his face smelled of hot pot, and no matter how hard he blew, it couldn't disperse it.

"I smell like hot pot now." Chen Qian fanned his coat twice to let the smell out.

"What a coincidence, so am I."