Venus

At noon the next day, Xia Qiyou realized something was wrong before he opened his eyes - he was not in his room.

There was a slight noise coming from outside the window, and it was still pitch black when I opened my eyes.

The pillow exudes a very light scent of lavender essential oil, which has a soothing effect.

Xia Qiyou groped around the bedside for a while, but couldn't find the light switch.

Reluctantly getting out of bed, he opened the heavy curtains, blinded by the dazzling sunlight.

After opening the door, I found that every corner of the apartment was dark to a strange degree.

Headaches and fatigue are unavoidable after a hangover, but Xia Qiyou doesn't care about these, only feeling flustered and depressed.

"Are you awake?" Qiu Ziming's voice seemed to blend into the space, coming from behind the gloomy sofa.

"Morning..." Xia Qiyou stood still, "Is this your home?"

Qiu Ziming stood up, opened the curtains of the living room, turned around and asked, "Will you get used to it?"

Xia Qiyou saw the layout of the room clearly now, it was extremely simple, but also extremely indifferent, "The decoration style of your home...is really special..."

"Well, you can ask the driver to pick you up." Qiu Ziming said coldly, "I don't have the habit of eating breakfast, so I don't have anything ready to eat. If you are hungry, there is a convenience store downstairs."

"No, why did I come to your house?" Xia Qiyou was still confused.

"You drank too much." Qiu Ziming only gave such a brief reply.

Xia Qiyou really couldn't remember what happened the night before.Seeing that his clothes had been changed and he didn't smell of alcohol, he scratched his hair and felt numb.

"I changed your clothes for you," Qiu Ziming said, leading him to his cloakroom, "You can choose a suit yourself."

There are three small compartments in the cloakroom, and the clothes in each compartment have only one color, giving Xia Qiyou an indescribable visual impact.

Qiu Ziming's clothes were only black, white and gray, and they were neatly arranged in a way of severe obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Xia Qiyou was two centimeters taller than Qiu Ziming, and his build was slightly more compact than Qiu Ziming's.

Some clothes fit Qiu Ziming's body well, but Xia Qiyou's body would show his figure too much.

He picked out a sports-style white sweater and trousers, looking for a mirror to see his outfit, but found that there was no mirror at all in the apartment.

This discovery made him feel breathless again; the visible and the invisible are simply two worlds.

Every time Qiu Ziming appeared in front of him, he was as delicate and decent as if he had just finished shooting a magazine cover... How did he do it?

Xia Qiyou remembered an experiment when he first went to a school for the blind.

He closed his eyes, groped from the cloakroom back to the living room, bumped and bumped along the way, and almost fell several times.

When he arrived at the living room, he opened his eyes impatiently, his sensory nerves still clearly remembering the confusion along the way.

Life that you can't see is simply impossible.

Xia Qiyou quietly came to Qiu Ziming's side, watched him leaning on the sofa with his eyes closed as if in a state of concentration, and unconsciously approached him.

Unlike any blind man I have ever met, he has no fear of the dark, and he is more calm than a sighted person.

Xia Qiyou really wanted to know, how did he do it?

Qiu Ziming suddenly opened his eyes, the gray and cold eyes were so close to him, as if they were going to freeze his blood.

Xia Qiyou's breathing suddenly suffocated, and then he touched his forehead lightly with his forehead, "I'm going back, thank you for accompanying me last night."

Qiu Ziming blinked slowly, "See you later."

Towards the end of the day, Xia Qiyou and Qiu Ziming's contact is not as frequent as when they first met.

He heard that Qiu Ziming was conceiving a new book, that a best-selling book by Qiu Ziming was going to be made into a movie, and that he had a rumored girlfriend.

Occasionally, Xia Qiyou would look up the photo of himself and him, thinking to himself, that guy could do well by himself, but he couldn't give him any "care" at all, so it's no wonder he was gradually alienated.

At the end of the semester, students of the same major were all in the library for tests and papers, but Xia Qiyou didn't panic at all, and spent all day typing codes in the single dormitory.

He felt that he was really not suitable for studying financial management; he wanted to fight for his youth before graduation.

He worked day and night to compile a program that simulated the evolution of the Milky Way, input the huge database and repeatedly corrected the bugs, and finally got a video that can visually show the tens of billions of years of history of the Milky Way.

Xia Qiyou was very satisfied with his results. He took a few screenshots from the video and posted them on Weibo, accompanied by a self-deprecating emoji, and fell into a deep sleep.

On the next day's professional test, he took the test naked, and couldn't remember the questions after the test, and continued to sleep after returning to the dormitory.

Xia Qiyou presented the super program to a professor in the School of Computer Science and asked him to guide him.

If the professor agrees with his idea, he will use this process to participate in the national selection.

It's just that I didn't expect that within a few days, Xia Qiyou's Weibo comment area fell.

At the beginning, a computer major student from the same school jumped out and accused Xia Qiyou of plagiarizing his creation in the screenshots he posted.

Xia Qiyou's fan base is not small. When Xia Qiyou didn't take that person's remarks seriously, many fans stood up to help him.

The young master of the Xia Group has people watching his every move.

He has also released some brain-opening programming results in the past, so many people believe that the seemingly obscure program was written by himself.

But the professional student did not give up.He published a long Weibo with tens of thousands of words, listing in detail the design ideas of the program and various difficulties encountered in the process.Not long after, he published a column of more than 3 words on Zhihu, which reproduced Xia Qiyou's "modus operandi" and indelible "criminal evidence" of plagiarizing the program with pictures and texts.

Xia Qiyou felt that he had a clear conscience, and he watched the drama of the professional student with the mentality of a crowd eating melons.

He posted a sentence on Weibo, "The one who cleans up will clean up himself", as usual, accompanied by a self-deprecating emoji as a positive response to this incident, and ignored it.

In the scorching early July, Xia Qiyou's final grades came out.He glanced at it, and felt at ease if he didn't fail the exam.

I opened Weibo and found that my transcript was posted on the Internet by that professional student, and there was a group of mocking followers below:

"How did you get into K University with such grades???"

"This score is very subtle, why is it only a little bit higher than the passing score?"

"If I had a father like Boss Xia, I'd be willing to fail every day!"

"Then the question is, how did Xia, who barely passed the introduction to economic law, come up with such a powerful program?"

"..."

Xia Qiyou began to realize that the professional student was eyeing him, and being Buddhist would only make the other party more rampant.

He was too lazy to care about the ups and downs on the Internet, so he simply uninstalled Weibo.

He found a lawyer through his father and left everything to the lawyer.As long as the boy does not apologize publicly, the lawyer will always pursue his legal responsibility.

During this period, Xia Qiyou found the previous computer professor again.

The result of my own design is taken by others as my own, and I will be bitten back when it is over...

Xia Qiyou somewhat guessed that the professor's role in this incident was not simple.

Sure enough, the professor denied that he had received the programming submitted by Xia Qiyou.He even stood on the side of the professional students majestically, saying that the program was co-written by him and his students, and he wanted to use that program to participate in the national competition.

"Anyone who knows a little bit about computer principles knows that it is impossible for one person to write such a great program in half a month." The professor looked at Xia Qiyou mockingly, "I know your father is very capable... But this is a university, a temple to promote academics, not something that market capital can easily defile!"

It was the first time that Xia Qiyou encountered such a brazen person who plagiarized himself and put a dirty hat on the plagiarized person's head, and he could speak such disgusting truths with righteous words.

He strode away from the teaching building, feeling a mixture of absurd and desolate emotions in his heart.

Probably Xia Qiyou's lawyer pushed too hard, or maybe the professor didn't want to endorse the outstanding professional student anymore.

In short, within a few days, the outstanding student who slandered Xia Qiyou for plagiarism committed suicide.

The wind of public opinion that was about to reverse suddenly turned around again, targeting Xia Qiyou.

Public opinion is always like this, people only believe what they want to believe, hate the powerful, and sympathize with the weak.

And there are always very few people who really care about the cause and effect and the truth.

Xia's group reputation was also affected by Xia Qiyou, and the stock price fell by the limit for two consecutive days.Xia Jinghong's condition also became more serious.

Xia Qiyou had to take care of Xia Shi for his father, discuss the school matters with the lawyer, and deal with the police investigation, so he was too busy.

Occasionally, he would also be entangled by feelings of helplessness and frustration, and his brows and eyes were exhausted after a few days.

He suddenly realized that his father, who was always able to support and rely on him in the past, was old.

Unexpectedly, Qiu Ziming came to his office just like that: "I'll cut to the chase, Mr. Xia invited me to accompany you."

Xia Qiyou was a little surprised, but he didn't think much about it; he had accumulated a lot of negative energy, which happened to be dumped on Qiu Ziming.

Qiu Ziming still listened calmly and occasionally asked some detailed questions.

At the end, he showed his iconic smile without warmth: "Let me handle the matter of the professional student and professor. The company should also avoid public relations activities recently, and everything will gradually improve after the limelight passes." of."

Xia Qiyou's heart, which had been restless for a few days, was soothed by his few words.

In the past, people would like Xia Qiyou because of his handsome appearance and cool yet humorous personality.

However, with the spread and fermentation of negative public opinion, he was gradually bound by labels such as "plagiarism", "incompetence", and "cheating".

Xia Qiyou also felt that he seemed to have less and less prestige and voice in front of those veterans in the company.

Qiu Ziming has a good relationship with many trusted media, coupled with his reputation in the field of crime novels, Xia Qiyou's scandal of "plagiarizing creations and forcing originals to death", naturally no one else can achieve the effect of his dispelling the rumors.

On this day, he brought good news to Xia Qiyou, and also sent a box of candies by the way.

Xia Qiyou carefully opened the candy box, a little dumbfounded: "I thought there would be some surprises in the box, but it turned out to be just candies..."

"A lot of times sweetness can make people feel happy." Qiu Ziming explained his gift in this way, "I think you need a little sweet supplement."

"I don't really like sweets very much," Xia Qiyou tossed a candy into his mouth, "but I do feel happy seeing you. Thank you."