ABO diurnal boundary

During this time, Xie Jingchi had to report to the hospital every Friday.

The appointment was at 08:30 in the morning, so Zeng Jia parked the car downstairs at the hotel around [-]:[-].

In the past few months of working part-time during the summer vacation to earn living expenses, he has met all kinds of difficult customers: drunken and rambunctious, delusional, talkative, sexually harassed... Compared with Xie Jingchi A very likable kind of client, not only well-bred and generous, but also pleasing enough to just sit there and do nothing.

A month or two ago, the wife of the chairman of Xie’s real estate bought a murderer and the chairman himself was arrested on suspicion of corruption. Even someone in his family said that Xie why isn’t it your classmate, but he interrupted it with a smile up.

Although the online discussion about Xie Jingchi's life experience and personality disappeared overnight, but this did not prevent him from feeling that Xie Jingchi who grew up in this kind of family...was a bit pitiful.

This sympathy reached its peak the moment he took the order and received Xie Jingchi.

He didn't know why Xie Jingchi had to go to the hospital every week, didn't know why there was no special driver to pick him up from his background, and he didn't know why he, a married Omega, didn't have a ring on his finger. He had so many questions but never He asked specifically, because in his opinion, this behavior was too much like adding salt to a person's wounds.

Having learned the lesson of being almost late yesterday, at 28:[-], Zeng Jia threw the empty coffee cup into the trash can, and was about to call to remind his temporary employer to get up and go downstairs, but someone came over before the call was connected.

A very handsome man, who looks a little familiar... As a high-achieving student majoring in computer science, Zeng Jia boasts that his memory is not bad. Although he can't meet the standard of photographic memory, he won't be able to forget what he saw yesterday.

Recognizing that the man in front of him got off the Maybach, Zeng Jia's doubts did not diminish much.

He was about to say that a guest had made a reservation, when he saw the person he was waiting for followed behind this Mr. Maybach.

Today's Xie Jingchi didn't wear those good-looking but overly formal suits, just ordinary T-shirts and shorts.

He seldom wears dark colors. The lavender-gray tone makes his complexion whiter. His soft black hair hangs loosely on his forehead. He looks a few years younger than his actual age, almost the same as when he was in high school. Big difference.

Mr. Maybach opened the car door for Xie Jingchi in a very gentlemanly manner. Xie Jingchi turned his head and whispered thanks to him, but the other party patted his head affectionately.

Zeng Jia saw their interaction in his eyes, and had a rough judgment on their relationship in his heart.

"May I ask who this is?"

Xie Jingchi took a quick look at Mr. Maybach, "It's my...husband."

Mr. Maybach, who was seated, took the time between buckling his seat belt and replied, "My name is Qin."

"Mr. Qin, hello." Zeng Jia smiled and greeted the other party politely.

"Hello."

Mr. Qin cherishes his words like gold, even giving him a look, and Zeng Jia has no desire to communicate with him in depth—as long as it is not overloaded, it is the employer's freedom to bring one more person or two, and he has no control.

"Sorry, wait a minute."

Xie Jingchi let out an "ah", and Zeng Jia, who was about to start the car, immediately stopped his hands and feet.

"What's wrong?" He and that Mr. Qin spoke at the same time, even the content was exactly the same.

A hint of frustration appeared on Xie Jingchi's beautiful face.

"I forgot to take the medical card." He said with a little embarrassment.

A series of documents including his medical records were placed in a transparent file bag. At the moment, there was only the thin medical record in the bag without the small plastic card.

To Zeng Jia's surprise, this Mr. Qin, who looked very awkward, did not condemn him for being careless, but offered to help him out, "Where did you put it, I will go back and get it."

Xie Jingchi shook his head and declined Mr. Qin's kindness, "No need, I'll just go up and get it myself." He loosened his seat belt and stood up, "You guys wait for me here, I'll be back soon."

As expected of one of the very few Omega in high school who would play basketball with Betas, Xie Jingchi ran as fast as a rabbit, giving no chance for anyone to catch up with him.

After Xie Jingchi left, the atmosphere in the car, which was not warm at all, suddenly became cold.

Seeing the man's handsome side face like an ink painting in the rearview mirror, Zeng Jia sighed faintly.

The moment he heard Xie Jingchi confess that the other party was his husband, he remembered something he thought he had forgotten.

For example, his failed confession, or the more distant past, when he found out that he liked the beautiful and quiet Omega in the class next door, he found opportunities to hang around her every now and then.

"Mr. Qin."

Mr. Qin, who was as quiet as a sculpture, raised his head, surprised that he would take the initiative to talk to him.

Zeng Jia grinned, "It might be a bit presumptuous, but can I ask you a question?"

"Ask." The tone was very cold, and there was even a little impatience hidden deep.

So far, Zeng Jia can be sure that this Alpha is hostile to him.

So sharp.Zeng Jia couldn't help but reflect on whether he was too obvious - he could understand each other very well, but after working as an express driver for so long, his face has long been tempered, even if he is hated, it doesn't hinder him Continue to ask questions.

"Mr. Qin, what I want to ask is... do you like elements such as the universe and the starry sky?"

Mr. Qin was stunned for a moment, never expecting that he would ask such an irrelevant question.

"I... like it very much." Finally he replied, "My greatest dream when I was young was to be an astronaut."

"I like it." Zeng Jia curled the corners of her mouth, but her mood was not beautiful.

It was difficult for him to define his mood at this moment—maybe there was a little bit of bitterness, but also a long-overdue relief, "It seems that I did not think wrong..." He murmured.

Mr. Qin conveyed his inner doubts with his eyes.

Zeng Jia suppressed her smile, "Xie Jingchi and I are high school classmates." Ignoring the different majors and different campuses, we are also college classmates.

"I have no impression of you." Mr. Qin did not express his doubts too clearly, "You are not in his graduation photo."

Zeng Jia shrugged, "I'm in the class next to him, of course not me."

A man in a high position like Mr. Qin probably doesn't like to talk nonsense with unnecessary people. He frowned and said in a slightly heavier tone, "What are you going to tell me?"

"It's nothing, just some trivial matters. Mr. Qin, you actually don't like me very much, am I right?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." Mr. Qin was noncommittal.

"Actually, it's not unreasonable for you to be wary of me and hate me." Zeng Jia smiled kindly, but what he said made Mr. Qin's face change for the first time, "I had a crush on him for a long time in high school, he was my first love. "

Facing Mr. Shang Qin's sharp and menacing gaze, even Zeng Jia, who is also an Alpha, still felt a chill down his back.

"Don't be nervous, Mr. Qin, don't be nervous. I confessed to him on the day of graduation... Then, just as you think, he rejected me. The reason for his rejection was that he was married. "

Zeng Jia observed the other party's reaction, "Mr. Qin, I'm telling you this to tell you that I used to brush my face in front of him for two years. I asked him to borrow textbooks, and the library created chance encounters. It's like a dog skin plaster. As a result, all he had of me was the guy in the class next door."

Mr. Qin's complexion is still not very good-looking, but it is slightly clearer than before.

"That's not the point."

"Of course not. The point is that I suddenly remembered that he was always reading astronomy books for a while." Zeng Jia was gradually immersed in the memories of the past, and his eyes that completely ignored the other party gradually changed, "Once I My friend asked him instead of me, do you like these? His first reaction was to shake his head and say he didn’t like it, but after a while he hesitated and said he did.”

"When did it happen?"

This Mr. Qin, who was calm and composed until Mount Tai collapsed, became flustered and nervous.

"It's winter... yes, it's winter."

Zeng Jia remembered that Xie Jingchi's seat happened to be next to the window at that time, so he found many reasons to leave the classroom, just to pass by that window.

On a snowy winter day, through the misty window, he saw a copy of "The Origin of the Stars" always on Xie Jingchi's desk, and what he read most was... the chapter of the winter triangle, almost Watching it every day.

To this day, he can still recall Xie Jingchi's melancholy and depressed expression when he looked at the book.

"I thought it was strange at the time, but I didn't think much about it. Now that I think about it, what he likes may not be the stars themselves, but a person who likes stars. Do you understand what I mean?"

"I never knew..." Mr. Qin lowered his eyes and said this sentence repeatedly.

Zeng Jia really wanted to comfort him, but when he opened his mouth, he felt short of words.

The only thing he can confirm is that there may have been some kind of misunderstanding between Mr. Qin and Xie Jingchi.

"It's not too late to know now." He said dryly.

Mr. Qin is still like that.This seemed to be an extremely painful thing for him. His expression changed, with guilt and remorse, and finally settled on a kind of rejoicing for the rest of his life.

"He never told me, of course I also..." Only when Xie Jingchi was mentioned, this cold Mr. Qin's body felt a bit like a living person, and there was an unconcealable trembling in his words, "Thank you You tell me this."

Mr. Qin didn't finish this sentence, Zeng Jia sensed something, followed his gaze and looked out the window.

Xie Jingchi is back.

He should have come running back, his cheeks were slightly flushed, and his breathing was a little short.

"What are you talking about?" After getting in the car, he looked at his husband curiously, surprised that the two could have a good conversation when he was not around.

For the first time, Mr. Qin showed a gentle smile in front of Zeng Jia, "It's nothing. Have you got the medical card?"

"I got it." Xie Jingchi handed him the plastic card in his hand, "You haven't answered me what you just said."

"We're talking about your high school."

Xie Jingchi opened his mouth and complained in a low voice, "What can I say about my matter..."

"I only want to listen because it's about you." Mr. Qin pressed him to sit down, "There are too many things I don't know about you."

Xie Jingchi's eyes dodged, and the tips of his ears were slightly red, "Then you can ask me..."

"Well, I'll ask you later."

This series of ingenious words not only answered Xie Jingchi's questions, but also avoided the content that would embarrass him.Zeng Jia was dumbfounded—he was a fool to think that Mr. Qin was not good at words.

He was delayed here for too long, Zeng Jia still had an order to pick him up at the airport later, and he set off after Xie Jingchi was seated.

He encountered a red light more than once on the road, and the car stopped and stopped. He subconsciously wanted to turn on the music in the car, but suddenly remembered that there were other people there.

In the back row of the car, Xie Jingchi dozed off in the arms of Mr. Qin, while Mr. Qin, who was used as a pillow by him, maintained a seemingly uncomfortable posture, but there was no trace of boredom in his expression.

Mr. Qin's eyes kept falling on Xie Jingchi, and there was countless love and pity in it.

Sensing that Zeng Jia was watching, he made a silent gesture.

Zeng Jia looked away.After so many years, he finally met this person who could open Xie Jingchi's heart - Xie Jingchi's eyes were full of this person without him, and only by this person's side, Xie Jingchi didn't look so pitiful anymore.

After sending them to the hospital, when they got off the car, Xie Jingchi took advantage of the difficult Mr. Qin and whispered a word to him.

"Thank you."

Zeng Jia smiled and waved.

He thought, from now on, he probably won't receive orders from Xie Jingchi again.