Venus

In the past few months, countless people had told Xia Qiyou that Qiu Ziming was dead, and Qiu Minze, whom he regarded as Bole and his relatives, took cruel revenge and disappeared.At that time, Xia Qiyou never despaired.

But at this moment, hearing Qiu Ziming say that it is impossible for them, that they should not be together, that their relationship is fragile and shallow in the face of reality, Xia Qiyou really felt the utter despair.

He doesn't know what he is obsessed with.He only knows that he can't let go, and he doesn't want to let go.

Qiu Ziming had a fever, but he didn't know if it was because of the cold weather or because of Xia Qiyou.

Xia Qiyou asked the hotel specialist to send his luggage to Qiu Ziming's home, and lived with him despite his refusal.

Traveling and shopping are very inconvenient during the Chinese New Year, and Xia Qiyou is not very familiar with the city, so he has to bother Mr. Li to buy medicine and food.In return, he presented Mr. Li with a lot of supplies for serving the blind.

Teacher Li has a good impression of Xia Qiyou; these days there are very few people like Xia Qiyou who are really willing to do anything for the blind.She has only met two, one is Qiu Ziming and the other is him.

Xia Qiyou asked her calmly why Qiu Ziming came to her school and what he did.

Teacher Li couldn't hide his admiration when talking about Qiu Ziming, "Mr. Qiu, he has anonymously funded many schools, and occasionally volunteers in some schools. He is amazing... You know, those children are much more sensitive than normal children." , Maybe if you say a very common thing, they will hate you for a long time...

But Teacher Qiu can accurately understand each child's thoughts, help them overcome psychological obstacles, and teach them how to deal with various problems in daily life..."

Xia Qiyou was a little proud, "He is indeed like that. There is no problem that he can't solve."

After speaking, he was disappointed again.There is no problem that Qiu Ziming can't solve, except...

Teacher Li continued: "Mr. Qiu doesn't stay in any city for too long. He never told me what happened before he came here, nor did he tell me his future plans. I did ask him why he wants to live this kind of life." , he said...he said..."

Teacher Li showed an expression of unbearable expression: "He said, this is his friend's ideal. But unfortunately, his friend left him, so he can only realize his ideal for his friend, so it will feel like there is no friend. have left..."

Xia Qiyou returned to Qiu Ziming's apartment, went to his bedroom, took his temperature, and the fever still persisted.He restrained his breathing, sat on the edge of his bed, held his hand and waited for him to wake up.Qiu Ziming woke up in a daze, drank the medicine and went back to sleep.

After a few days, Qiu Ziming's fever finally subsided, his cheeks became much clearer, and his eyes were more hollow than gentle.As long as Xia Qiyou is by his side, he will subconsciously distance himself from the world.

For the rogue Xia Qiyou who moved into his house, all he can do is helpless and wry smile.But he didn't say anything to let Xia Qiyou leave.The porridge cooked by Xia Qiyou was much better than the first time, and he would even smile in relief, "Thank you."

Xia Qiyou couldn't resist his smile, and leaned forward to kiss his lips, and heard him say, "But it's too sweet. I've quit sugar."

"Why quit sugar?" Xia Qiyou wanted to ask a long time ago.There is nothing sweet in this whole apartment, and it is not at all like the place where Qiu Ziming lives.

"Because..." Qiu Ziming sighed softly, "Because I feel happy when I eat something sweet, I think of you when I feel happy, and I feel sad when I think of you..."

Xia Qiyou laughed: "You know what? I have been addicted to sugar for the past two years."

"Sugar addiction?" Qiu Ziming felt incredible.

"Because I want to know why you are addicted to sweets. Then I fell in love with it before I knew it. I also wanted to know why you like to write crime novels, and I got used to observing many things from the perspective of a detective before I knew it."

Qiu Ziming rubbed the back of Xia Qiyou's hand with some emotion, "Then what did you observe?"

Xia Qiyou's eyes were filled with soft light, but he said in his mouth, "Observation——you are ridiculous, hateful, and pathetic."

Qiu Ziming let go of his hand in relief, then curled up lonely with his back to him.

Xia Qi swam to the other side of the bed, got into the quilt, wrapped him in his arms, and kissed away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

He wasn't sure if Qiu Ziming became so sentimental because of his fever.He whispered in Qiu Ziming's ear: "It's so boring to be alone, let me accompany you, okay?"

Qiu Ziming's thick eyelashes trembled twice, "Is it okay?"

"You don't want He Xianming to die, that's fine."

A few teardrops fell from Qiu Ziming's eyelashes, "Then Qiyou... Where's Qiyou?"

Xia Qiyou hugged him tightly, "As long as He Xianming doesn't drive him away, Qi You won't leave. He would rather be exposed by He Xianming than not see He Xianming for a day. He Xianming thought that everything he did was to get rid of the crime, because He Xianming always has only the truth and justice in his eyes."

Qiu Ziming breathed heavily as if he was suffocating, "He Xianming...so stupid."

"Qi You is so stupid." Xia Qiyou grabbed his hand and stroked his face, "They are all so stupid."

"Two idiots, don't deserve happiness, do they? Readers won't like a story like that."

Xia Qiyou thought for a while, "You can only write that story for me. I, the only reader, just like that ending... Do you understand what I mean?"

"...I haven't written a story in a long time."

"Then are you willing to start writing again for me?"

"..."

Xia Qiyou waited for a while but did not hear a response, and asked solemnly, "Would you like to start over with me?"

Qiu Ziming frowned into the word "Chuan".

"There are so many problems between us—practical, ethical, nationality... So many problems, are you willing to solve them with me?" Xia Qiyou looked at him hopelessly, "If you don't want to... I can only force you to do so."

Qiu Ziming's expression froze for a long time, and then his frown slowly relaxed.Holding Xia Qiyou's face in both hands, he asked, "Are you blaming me?"

"blame."

"do you hate me?"

"...No hate."

"Will you forgive me?"

"Yes." After Xia Qiyou said without thinking, he quietly added, "But it depends on your performance."

Qiu Ziming blushed, leaned over and pecked his lips.

……(slightly)

>>>One year later<<

As night fell, street lamps were lit on both sides of the long and narrow street, and the dim light seemed to be somewhat diluted by the dense rain.

A slender man in thin clothes walked slowly with his head bowed.

He didn't have an umbrella, he didn't wear a raincoat, and his whole body was soaked.

The camera suddenly zoomed in.His pupils showed a lighter color than ordinary people, and a strange and indifferent sense of out-of-focus than ordinary people, which made people feel shuddering, as if all the secrets in his heart were seen and ridiculed by these eyes.

The lens is pulled away slightly.His face is fully presented in the picture.

The sharp-edged silhouette, the exquisite three-dimensional facial features; the boredom and exhaustion of hesitating to speak can be seen between the brows.

The rain is getting heavier.He still walked unhurriedly with his head down, like a wandering spirit.

The screen suddenly became pitch black.

The sound of rain, wind, and footsteps are intertwined; the sound without pictures makes people confused, uneasy, and anxious.

A sharp and ear-piercing voice suddenly cut through the darkness.

The scene returns to the long street in the rain; the man falls to the ground, his legs twisted unnaturally.

His eyes followed the sudden sound—it was a small car; on a rainy night, the license plate number of the car that caused the accident could not be seen clearly.

The camera slowly turned to the back of the man, the focus was adjusted far away, and a hazy shadow gradually became clear.

He had an umbrella in his hand, but he didn't open it. He just stood there in the rain, frowning and staring at the man who was hit.

The camera slowly zooms in on his eyes: deep, clean, and bright, with complex emotions brewing.

The close-up shots of the two people's eyes form a stark contrast.

The picture disappeared again, and a string of words that were washed away by the rain slowly appeared on the pitch-black screen:

"I want to be your eyes.

—— Qiming. "

The short film ended and the lights in the showroom came on.The stage was still dark, only the podium in the center was illuminated by spotlights.

Xia Qiyou was wearing a neat suit, his hair was waxed and combed meticulously, he was completely different from the down-and-out man at the end of the clip.

He saw Qiu Ziming, who was on the VIP seat with a calm expression, and he couldn't help rubbing a bit of softness into his sharp eyes.He cleared his throat and said in fluent German:

"There are more than 1000 million blind people in the world, and the proportion is not high. You probably have a single impression of blind people.

I am ashamed to say that I have been in contact with blind people before I went to university, but my impression of them is more stereotyped than yours.

I have met many bright, bright, bright and kind blind people, but I never really wanted to do anything for them, let alone be friends with them.

In fact, I always try to avoid them and try to avoid too much interaction with them.

Because I feel that they are too unfortunate in my heart, and I can't really help them. I can't make them understand the difference between light and darkness, and I can't let them feel the colorful beauty of the world.This feeling is painful.

Until I met that person..."

Xia Qiyou paused for a moment, and looked at Qiu Ziming more tenderly.

"He had the best qualities in the world; he changed my view of the blind, of myself, of the world. He changed my life.

On that rainy day three years ago, just like in the short video just now, some very unfortunate things happened - I am not in a position to tell you the specific reasons, please forgive me.

Anyway, that was the first time I really felt the pain of a blind man.

He walked so slowly in the heavy rain, as if he didn't want to vent his emotions, but wanted to be blown away by the heavy rain.

I followed him for a while, but dared not approach him.I am afraid that he will vent his anger on me, and I am even more afraid that I will vent my anger on him.

When I saw him being knocked down, I was scared out of my wits myself.

Do you want to know the ending of the short video just now?That ending was a complete disappointment—I didn't do anything, and he and I have since parted ways.

At that time, I was weak and incompetent, unable to do anything.I blamed myself for this for a long, long, long time.

The next few years were very bad for me; in short, I lost everything, I was framed, and I had to take refuge abroad.

I went to many places, trying to forget the painful past and escape from my own heart.Then I found out, I can't do it.

I finally realized that if I don't do something, the rain will never stop.

So with this 'Qi Ming'.

It didn't have a name at first, because I didn't want it to be defined literally, just being practical would suffice.

But then, I finally met him again.A flash of inspiration came to my mind, and I thought of the name.

He is the muse who inspired me to design this bracelet.

I want to be his eyes, from that rainy day four years ago, to the end of my life.

Finally, share a little easter egg.

The Chinese meaning of 'Qiming' is the brightest star in the east before sunrise, implying 'the light that lights up the darkness'.

I sincerely hope that every friend who wears "Qiming" can meet someone who lights up his life and stay with him happily forever. "

There was thunderous applause from the audience.Xia Qiyou bowed deeply, then calmly stepped off the podium.

He sat beside Qiu Ziming, held his hand, and said with a low laugh, "I was so nervous just now, I almost made the lowest grammatical mistake."

Qiu Ziming blinked slowly, "You speak very well." After a pause, "I can't understand a word, but your pronunciation is very... sexy."

Xia Qiyou couldn't help but want to kiss him, and heard him ask seriously: "Do you want to consider adding an instant translation function to the bracelet?"

"...The development cost is too high. Besides, isn't it enough for you to have my portable translator? Is machine translation as... sexy as me?"

"Then tell me, what is the content of your speech? I heard the lady behind seemed to be crying..."

Xia Qiyou glanced back, and sure enough, several ladies were looking in his direction with red eyes.

"I've talked a lot, but it's all in one sentence..." Xia Qiyou leaned closer to Qiu Ziming's ear, "I love you."

Two hours later, the host announced the results of the contest.

Xia Qiyou's bracelet "Qiming" won the most creative award, the most dazzling black technology award, and the best brand award.

He is the only contestant who has won multiple awards, and the only Chinese who has won awards in this competition.

Those who have been recognized by the EU Science and Technology Innovation Competition are undoubtedly the leaders in this industry.

Xia Qiyou will not stop here.When enough funds are raised, he will set up a second branch in China.

He wants to take Qiu Ziming back to his hometown, and the fallen leaves return to their roots.

After the award ceremony, Xia Qiyou and Qiu Ziming came to the wishing pool in the downtown square.

Xia Qiyou enthusiastically asked passers-by to take a group photo for himself and Qiu Ziming.

He found a problem: "How did you take off the bracelet?"

"I didn't really need this..." Qiu Ziming took out the earplugs paired with the bracelet from his pocket, "Every time I walk a certain distance, I have to remind me of the road conditions around me, which is a bit noisy."

"Hey..." Xia Qiyou said helplessly, "Your senses are too developed. If ordinary blind people are like you, I will go bankrupt in a few days."

"Didn't it mean that this bracelet was specially designed for me?" Qiu Ziming raised his eyebrows.

Xia Qiyou thought for a while, "I'll help you improve it when I go back, and I'll give you a unique one."

"Thank you."

"A kiss..." Xia Qiyou leaned forward.

"Reciprocity," Qiu Ziming avoided as if he could see his movements, "If you give me a bracelet, I will also give you a 'ring'."

"what?"

Qiu Ziming fumbled in his pocket for a while, and took out a ring with blushing cheeks: "The bracelet is called 'Qiming', and this ring is also called 'Qiming', to be precise, it is called 'Qingxing'. You use the bracelet to tie it Me, I bound you with a ring, it's fair..."

"This is not called a ring," Xia Qiyou fiercely snatched the ring from his hand, "It is called a ring, and it is the only wedding ring designed by Master Bartholomew. It is not a ring."

"Oh, so you know it..."

"Of course I know!" Xia Qiyou's face turned ugly, "This is not about you and Qiao Dailing..."

"?" Qiu Ziming showed a confused look, "What does it have to do with her?"

"Xiao Han said..."

"It has nothing to do with Xiao Ling," Qiu Ziming said solemnly, "She was interested in this ring at first, but when I heard its design idea, what I thought of was..." He took a deep breath, "It's you."

Xia Qiyou was a little taken aback.

"It's called 'Venus', you know..." Qiu Ziming's voice softened, "No one is worthy of it except you."

Xia Qiyou licked his lower lip, "Are you... proposing to me?"

Qiu Ziming blinked and shook his head, "It doesn't count? I think... we can be together, and there is no need to get married."

"But I want to have a wedding with you." Xia Qiyou looked at the holy and dignified church in front of him, "I want to have a ceremony."

Qiu Ziming was silent for a while, "Then you are proposing to me?"

Xia Qiyou thought for a while and said, "Yes."

Qiu Ziming smiled slightly, "What should I say? I am willing?"

"No, you should say..."

"I see," Qiu Ziming wrapped his hands around Xia Qiyou's waist, groping to get close to his ear, "I love you."