Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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During the training period between the father and son, the people who were miserable were not only Xue Jue, who went home early every night but could only sleep quietly with Zu Qi, but also Xue Wanwan, who was dragged up by Zu Qi to go to the park for a run at dawn every morning.
In order to comfort Xue Wanwan, Weng Yuxiang often took out photos of Xue Jue when he was a child. When Xue Jue was three or four years old, he also had a round body and a chubby face, just like Xue Wanwan.
Looking at the dark historical photos of his father when he was a child, Xue Wanwan’s depressed mood was finally relieved a lot. He also refuted Zu Qi with confidence, saying that his fatness was inherited from his father and had nothing to do with him.
Zu Qi at that time: “…”
But it had to be admitted that Xue Wanwan’s obesity was indeed related to his diet and exercise. Zu Qi had been taking the little guy to exercise for almost a month. Until now, Xue Wanwan still got out of breath after walking for a while and then acted coquettishly and asked Zu Qi to carry him.
Zu Qi refused sternly without saying a word.
But Xue Wanwan’s mouth flattened, and his eyes and nose immediately turned red. He then squatted down pitifully, hugged his knees, and said in a crying voice: “I really can’t run anymore, I’m so tired, Dad, can we take a break?”
“No.” Zu Qi continued to refuse, and was about to pull Xue Wanwan’s arm, “Let’s run for another half an hour and then go back for breakfast, okay?”
Xue Wanwan shouted coquettishly: “Oh, Dad, I really can’t run anymore, my legs are going to break…”
Zu Qi saw that the little guy’s chubby face was almost wrinkled, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his fluffy hair was soaked. He thought he was really tired, and for a moment he felt a little soft-hearted.
So after thinking about it, Zu Qi made a concession, “Then let’s walk around here for half an hour and then go home.”
Xue Wanwan, who thought he had successfully played the victim: “…”
“Let’s go.” Zu Qi, whose hand had just been shaken off, wanted to pull the little guy’s arm again.
But before his fingertips could touch the little guy’s clothes, he saw Xue Wanwan suddenly stand up, turn around and run back, like a small electric motor with sufficient power.
Zu Qi: “…”
When Zu Qi chased him back home, Xue Wanwan was already leaning pitifully in Weng Yuxiang’s arms, and his little expression looked extremely pitiful.
Weng Yuxiang half-knelt on the ground, hugging Xue Wanwan and comforting him gently. Hearing Zu Qi’s approaching footsteps, she looked up at Zu Qi, frowned slightly and said disapprovingly: “Xiao Qi, Wanwan is so young, how can he bear it if you force him to exercise every day?”
Xue Wanwan covered his face with his hands and cried in a Qiong Yao[1] style, “I really can’t stand it…”
“…” Zu Qi explained speechlessly, “No, I…”
Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Weng Yuxiang: “Xiao Qi, I have never interfered in your education of your child, but now I have to say that you really went too far. Wanwan is only six years old, and he will not be a sports student in the future. There is no need to force him to do so much.”
Zu Qi held his forehead helplessly: “But we can’t let him stay so fat forever…”
“Maybe when Wanwan is in junior high school or high school, he will lose weight by himself?” Weng Yuxiang said.
Hearing this, Xue Wanwan stopped pretending to cry, hugged Weng Yuxiang’s neck, and refuted Zu Qi with confidence: “That’s right, those aunts all said that I was only fat due to puffiness, and I will lose weight in the future!”
The “those aunts” that Xue Wanwan mentioned were good friends that Weng Yuxiang met after she became an internet celebrity. They were all regular customers of the beauty salon. In their eyes, there was no problem in the world that could not be solved by going to a beauty salon.
What was fat?
Just get a face-slimming injection and then have the fat removed and you’re done. So easy.
Originally, Zu Qi wanted to say something but seeing that Weng Yuxiang was really determined to protect Xue Wanwan this time, he struggled for a moment and finally compromised. He said a few words to Weng Yuxiang and took Xue Wanwan upstairs to take a shower.
That evening.
When Xue Jue returned home after working overtime at the company, it was already 11:30 in the evening. At this time in the past, Zu Qi would have been tired like a salted fish. After taking a shower, he would be lying on the bed motionless, without even the strength to lift his eyelids.
However, at this moment, Zu Qi was sitting on the sofa in high spirits, holding a new script in his hand, reading it intently.
When Zu Qi caught a glimpse of Xue Jue’s figure from the corner of his eye, his originally expressionless face immediately broke into a smile. He slightly narrowed his beautiful peach blossom eyes and smiled like a fox who had stolen some meat.
“You’re back.” Zu Qi stood up, threw down the script, and greeted him warmly.
“Well, I’m back.” Xue Jue responded, and with the help of Zu Qi, he quickly pulled off the tie around his neck and took off his jacket and shirt. He then asked in surprise, “What about Qianbai?”
Speaking of that boy, Zu Qi’s expression instantly became sad. He threw the jacket and shirt he had taken off on the sofa with both hands, and replied, “Starting tomorrow, I won’t force him to exercise. Let him have a good summer vacation.”
“Huh?” Xue Jue was puzzled. He lowered his head and looked at Zu Qi who was squatting down as he continued to take off his pants. His mind gradually became confused.
What about Xue Wanwan and what about exercise… put them all aside.
All that was left was Zu Qi’s smiling face.
Zu Qi pulled Xue Jue to the bathroom to take a shower. He wanted to wait until all preparations were completed before getting down to business. However, halfway through the shower, Xue Jue couldn’t hold back and pushed him against the wall.
Fortunately, it was midsummer now, so there was no air conditioning in the bathroom, and it was filled with hot steam.
Zu Qi’s whole body was red like a cooked shrimp. Now leaning against the cold wall, he felt that the heat in his heart was finally relieved a lot.
Even though they had made love countless times in the past few years, Xue Jue always behaved like a fool at such times. He even relied on his body’s instinct to kiss and explored and sucked the other’s mouth frantically.
Zu Qi clung to Xue Jue’s shoulders in a daze. At that moment, he felt like a drowning man floating in the vast sea, with wave after wave rushing towards him and swallowing him.
Xue Jue’s hands groped around his waist, then paused.
“What’s wrong?” Zu Qi’s voice was unusually hoarse. He opened his eyes slightly, and his eyes, which were covered with a thin layer of mist, met Xue Jue’s deep and dark gaze.
“You seem to have lost weight.” Xue Jue buried his face in Zu Qi’s neck. This was his favorite posture.
Zu Qi said, “But my weight hasn’t changed.”
Xue Jue replied, “Your waist has become thinner.”
Zu Qi asked, “Can you feel it?”
“I know your body better than you do, especially your waist and hip circumference…” Xue Jue’s voice was low, like a nice subwoofer.
Zu Qi’s face turned red instantly upon hearing this, and his body’s reaction became even stronger. With flushed cheeks, he leaned over and kissed Xue Jue’s lips.
“Isn’t it good to be thinner?”
“No.” Xue Jue panted and kissed Zu Qi back, as if he wanted to rub him into his body. He whispered, “I don’t want to see you working out so hard every day. Your previous body shape was just right.”
Zu Qi realized something very quickly. Then he pinched half of Xue Jue’s cheek, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: “I think you are just worried about Wanwan.”
Xue Jue didn’t feel embarrassed when his little thoughts were discovered. Instead, he hugged Zu Qi and said coquettishly: “Wanwan has come to me crying many times, and he didn’t dare to resist your orders, so I can only persuade you.”
Zu Qi asked back: “So you were convinced by him?”
Xue Jue smiled and bit Zu Qi’s lips: “Actually, I don’t want you to immerse yourself in physical exercise every day. You see, I’ve been guarding an empty bed for almost a month.”
At this point, he really felt a bit of pity.
“…” Zu Qi sighed, “Forget it, I won’t care about him. Not only has he not lost weight after a month of exercise, instead he has gained three pounds because of your mother’s feeding. I’m afraid he will get even fatter if he continues like this.”
Xue Jue kissed Zu Qi on the mouth: “So good.”
Zu Qi was determined not to interfere with Xue Wanwan’s weight anymore. This way, he felt a lot more relaxed. He stayed at home every day reading scripts or went to the orchard to chat with Tang Yukuan. He lived a happy life.
Ever since Tang Yukuan used the spring water in the space to cultivate the first batch of apples that received great reviews, Zu Qi began to gradually reduce the number of times he transported supplies out of the space. Until now, when he would only occasionally lead A Tao, A Shu and others to transport spring water out of the space.
One bottle of mineral water could grow nearly twenty fruit trees and even more crops. The amount of water transported by Zu Qi in a single trip could be used for one and a half years.
Today, the orchard was becoming more and more famous, and the gate of the orchard was crowded with businessmen who came there to collaborate.
Zu Qi guessed that Xue Jue might know that he had special abilities, but Xue Jue never asked much, and didn’t even mention a word about the fact that he was not the original owner, as if those things were never within Xue Jue’s concern.
Once, Zu Qi couldn’t bear it any longer and planned to tell him everything about the function of the space and his cooperation with Tang Yukuan. As a result, Xue Jue seemed to have guessed what he was going to say and spoke first: “I only like you as a person, not your background and other things. In fact, I don’t need to know what you want to say.”
Zu Qi was stunned: “Why?”
Xue Jue asked back: “Why?”
Zu Qi touched his nose awkwardly, and said after a while: “I thought you didn’t care about what I went through.”
“On the contrary, I actually care very much.” Xue Jue smiled slightly, leaned forward and held the back of Zu Qi’s head with his palm, and touched his nose with the other’s. “I just don’t want you to show your cards in front of me.”
Zu Qi kissed Xue Jue: “Are you so unconfident about our relationship?”
“I’m afraid of certain force majeure factors.” Xue Jue smiled bitterly, then deepened the kiss. After a while of lingering, he pulled away from each other and said softly, “But as long as I live in this world for one more day, I will love you more.”
Zu Qi smiled, and his eyes suddenly became sore: “Thank you, Xue Jue.”
I was so lucky to come to this world and meet you.
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[1] Qiong Yao’s crying style, often portrayed in her novels and screenplays, is known for its melodrama and emotional intensity. Characters in her works often cry dramatically, with tears streaming down their faces, accompanied by sobs and heartfelt expressions of grief or longing. This style of crying is a hallmark of Qiong Yao’s romantic dramas, where it is often used to convey the depth of a character’s emotions.