After breaking up, he panicked

Zhang Shuyi heard the old man say this, and the embarrassment that was still in his heart disappeared.

During the two days when he and Mr. Li came and went, Li Jingchi was left alone.

He wasn't annoyed, he just sat aside and poured Zen tea for the two of them from time to time.

It wasn't until the family doctor came that Zhang Shuyi suddenly remembered the pain all over his body.

The old man seemed to be a little tired too, seeing the doctor coming, he didn't join the two young men, so he walked slowly towards the yard with his hands behind his back.

Sure enough, Zhang Shuyi went to a special room on the second floor, where the medical equipment was extremely complete.

The doctor didn't talk too much, and after the quick examination, he prescribed medicine, telling him to eat lightly recently, and to avoid the wound.

Zhang Shuyi nodded. After the doctor left in an orderly manner, there were only the two of them left in the room.

Li Jingchi unexpectedly fits the temperament of this old house.

At this moment, he was sitting in front of the dark red luxurious heavy curtains, the four-lattice windows that only existed in the old days, and the light and shadow cast square mottled patterns.

The light blocking effect is very good, the man's upper body is hidden in the darkness, but the overly slender legs are exposed in the light at this moment.

But even if he couldn't see his face clearly, and even his dark eyes couldn't see his expression clearly, but that wordless direct gaze fell heavily on Zhang Shuyi.

Like an elegant wolf king, lurking in the dark, controlling the prey.

Zhang Shuyi sat calmly by the bed, glanced at the man, and looked around at the furnishings in the room.

"Is this house a long history?"

Zhang Shuyi asked.

Li Jingchi changed his posture, crossed his legs, revealing a section of black socks.

Those high-end custom-made leather shoes were exposed in the light.

His voice seemed to be less cold in this room, and more lazy, mellow and elegant: "Well, this house has gone through five generations, and it is our Li family's ancestral home."

When the voice fell to the ground, Zhang Shuyi couldn't find anything else to say for a while, and the air became quiet for a moment.

Perhaps it was an old house, Zhang Shuyi could feel the sense of age in this room, and even gave him a kind of confusion. The man sitting on the Chinese Ming chair looked like a painting.

Surprisingly, even if he didn't speak, he didn't look embarrassed.

The man he was chasing wholeheartedly at the beginning ended in such a hasty way, and in the end the two were together in such a very purposeful way.

Zhang Shuyi himself felt dramatic.

"Do you regret it?" Zhang Shuyi suddenly wanted to chat.

Li Jingchi asked, "What do you regret?"

He stopped talking again, perhaps because he felt that the question was meaningless.

I have done everything, and I will not regret it later, and the harm to the two of them is undoubtedly revealed.

But Li Jingchi didn't want to just let him pass by.

The man with a clean and straight posture sat upright on the large Chinese-style wooden bed with complicated and luxurious bedding, and his moist eyes stared blankly at the dust floating in the air.

In this very old-fashioned room, Zhang Shuyi resembled the young master of the old days, even when he was questioned, he still carried his gentleness.

Li Jingchi lightly tapped the polished handle with his fingers casually placed on the armrest, and the voice he spoke again seemed a little gloomy.

"Regret or not, do you care?"

Regret it or not, do you care?

The conversation between the two ended here, but Zhang Shuyi's heart seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze, and he couldn't figure out what Li Jingchi meant.

In the afternoon, it could be called a vacation. The old man was wearing a fisherman hat and walking slowly towards the lake behind the woods with a fishing rod in a very trendy manner.

Zhang Shuyi was itchy, and asked the housekeeper for equipment, and followed the old man's steps.

The lake water is not a regular circle, but rather looks like a ribbon, half-surrounding the entire villa in a crescent shape.

The old man sat in the most curved center, a small chair, and a wooden barrel beside the chair.

It's like a picture scroll of good times.

The impetuousness and boredom in Zhang Shuyi's heart also dissipated.

He took a stool and sat beside the old man, set up the fishing rod, and looked at the calm lake water, reflecting the silhouettes of two people.

Occasionally there are birds flying in the forest, the waves are clear and shallow, and the reflection also shakes slightly.

Just when Zhang Shuyi was about to fall into a deep sleep, there was a not-so-light thumping sound. Zhang Shuyi looked in amazement. The man's body in swimming trunks fell into the lake smoothly like a dolphin, and then disappeared.

The surface of the lake returned to calm, leaving only the blurred water waves scattered in the lake water at the feet.

"He, is he all right?!"

When Zhang Shuyi was sure again that Li Jingchi hadn't surfaced, he turned his head and asked.

At this moment, Li Heping gently lifted his fisherman's hat that covered most of his face, revealing his peaceful eyes, but there was a bit of a smile in the corners of his eyes at this moment.

"Jing Chi has been solid since he was a child. The lake water is checked regularly. There is nothing wrong with it. Don't worry."

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Ah, this?

Zhang Shuyi didn't expect that someone would use such a simple and unpretentious word to describe Li Jingchi after playing.

After all, the place where he grew up was like a modern version of a palace.

When he was an adult, he was also the big president who scolded one side.

Zhang Shuyi coughed, and said a little uncomfortable, "That's good."

He turned his head, and saw the originally silent man suddenly appearing in front of him, water splashing down his body along the texture of his muscles, his short hair was soaked by water, making it look extraordinarily black and shiny.

The not-dark skin was illuminated by the sunlight in the water and light, even a little shimmering.

The man wiped the water from his face towards him, holding a somewhat fat fish in one hand.

"Grilled fish for you today."

The man raised a smile.

It's the kind of smile that doesn't have any city, really happy.

Even with innocence.

Even though he was not very old, he took off his suit, and at this moment in this lake, he was actually handsome and sunny with a youthful air.

"Puff, puff."

Zhang Shuyi blinked in panic, but couldn't say anything extra.

"Bring it here." The old man said as usual.

Li Jingchi was also obedient, put the fish in the wooden bucket, turned around and plunged into the lake again.

Within a short while, four or five fish were placed in the barrel.

After going back and forth three or four times like this, Zhang Shuyi was used to it. He sat by the lake with the old man, looked at the man's back with clear muscle texture, and said, "Mr. Li, I mean Li Jingchi, has he always been like this at home?"

Li Heping didn't seem to care about Zhang Shuyi's distant and polite address to Li Jingchi, he took a sip of the hot tea in the thermos, and said in an easy-going tone: "Yes, Jingchi's life is actually not so easy, it may be here. The only place he'll relax."

Having said that, Li Heping suddenly looked at the sky above his head and sighed, his expression was full of helplessness and distress.

"I've never said this to anyone, but you are the first person I've heard from him a long time ago." Li Ping paused and continued.

"You are also the only child he brought to me."

Zhang Shuyi only knew that he had misunderstood, so he waved his hands again and again and said, "No, you misunderstood, Mr. Li and I are not simply ,,,,"

Li Heping smiled indifferently: "I don't understand your young people's games, but I know Jing Chi attaches great importance to you."

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