Just in Time Chapter 117
Translated by Sylver (ko-fi)
Chapter 117
Extra 7 - Qi Huo and Chang Ziqi (6)
Although Qi Huo could sometimes be quite troublesome, he never skimped on comforting people. He was quite skilled at it when he wanted to be.
Chang Ziqi hadn't really taken the previous incident to heart, but seeing Qi Huo rack his brains to make amends, he felt inexplicably pleased.
"This is really delicious, try it," Qi Huo put a box of sushi on his desk. "I queued for a long time to buy it."
"Is this why you missed the last self-study class this morning?" Chang Ziqi put a piece of sushi in his mouth.
"Yeah," Qi Huo nodded righteously. "If I bought it then, I'd be back just as class ended, and the taste would be perfect."
The sushi was indeed delicious. Chang Ziqi put a piece in Qi Huo's mouth, "Try not to skip class in the future."
"I absolutely won't be late, skip class, or cause trouble when you're on duty," Qi Huo felt he was being a responsible boyfriend.
Chang Ziqi: "...You should learn a bit more."
The poor student council president, ranked in the top three of his grade, who had never known what it meant to fail since childhood, had lowered his expectations for his boyfriend to such an extent.
He vaguely remembered that before meeting Qi Huo, his requirement for a future boyfriend was to be at least in the top 100 of the grade. Now, he would be satisfied as long as Qi Huo wasn't in the bottom 100.
Qi Huo didn't like studying and was impatient with others urging him to study. But he was fond of Chang Ziqi, so he lay on the desk and sighed, "I'll study hard."
However, when he opened the book and stared at the formulas, his mind wandered to game equipment.
Urged by Chang Ziqi, he hadn't been to an internet cafe for nearly half a semester. When he occasionally got the itch, he could only play games at Chang Ziqi's house. Each time, before he could fully enjoy the game, he would be seduced by a certain demon to do other things…
Qi Huo angrily closed the book.
So many people had tried to force him to study throughout his life, and none had succeeded. Chang Ziqi wouldn't be the exception either!
That night, Qi Huo went to an internet cafe and played to his heart's content. On his way home, he even got into a fight with some thugs blocking the road, fearless.
After sneaking off to the internet cafe for a month, Qi Huo was deeply immersed in the world of games. One day, while he was in the heat of battle, his phone on the table rang for a long time. When he finally picked it up after using his ultimate skill, he saw it was a call from Chang Ziqi.
"Hello?" He felt a bit irritated.
"Where are you?" Chang Ziqi asked.
"Playing games at home after the exam!"
"Which internet cafe?" Chang Ziqi seemed to know immediately that he was lying.
"Damn!" Qi Huo got distracted and his character was killed. He felt very frustrated. If any of his previous girlfriends had dared to control him like this, he would have broken up with them the next day. He had already endured for a long time. Even though he liked Chang Ziqi, he couldn't stand being controlled like this. He said angrily, "Why do you care where your father is!"
Then he hung up abruptly.
The moment he hung up, he felt a bit regretful, but his pride wouldn't let him call back. Later, he simply decided not to think about it and planned to find Yi Chenliang and Yun Fang after finishing the game.
The place was hard to find. He bought a pack of gum at a small supermarket nearby, and as he turned around, he bumped into Chang Ziqi.
That was their first fight.
Chang Ziqi talked to him about grades, saying he would be in his final year next year. Qi Huo instinctively wanted to avoid the topic.
Chang Ziqi was talking about their future.
He had never thought about a future with Chang Ziqi.
He felt there was no future between him and Chang Ziqi. His parents were once so in love, but didn't they end up estranged and eventually separated? Let alone him and Chang Ziqi, two men?
"F*ck! I've had enough of playing with you, okay!?" After Qi Huo said this, anger mixed with sudden sadness welled up. He had broken up with many people, but this was the first time he felt such genuine sadness.
Then, as he turned his head, someone hit him with a brick.
Before losing consciousness, Qi Huo vaguely thought, "Damn, Chang Ziqi really isn't a good guy. If the soft approach doesn't work, he's resorting to force..."
What happened afterwards was truly heart-stopping. In Qi Huo's short seventeen years of life, it was the first time he had come so close to death.
When Chang Ziqi took the bullet for him, Qi Huo was left with only overwhelming panic. His mind was screaming, but his throat couldn't make a sound.
Chang Ziqi was still comforting him, "Don't be afraid."
Qi Huo, who had been fearless all these years, learned for the first time what true terror felt like. He gripped Chang Ziqi's arm tightly. He heard Chang Ziqi ask him, "Qi Huo, can't you like me just a little?"
Of course he liked Chang Ziqi. If he didn't like Chang Ziqi, he wouldn't have felt so sad when breaking up. He couldn't tell if it was tears or blood on his face as he desperately called Chang Ziqi's name, begging him not to die.
He had never been so afraid before.
He couldn't distinguish whether he was afraid of death itself, or afraid of the person before him dying silently.
He could only call his name over and over again.
Later, Yun Fang arrived like a godsend. Qi Huo didn't even have time to think much, he just wanted to carry Chang Ziqi to the hospital to save his life, but was blocked at the door.
He wasn't as good at fighting as Yun Fang. His fighting style was learned from street brawls with hooligans, and he was no match for the burly kidnapper. He charged forward purely on desperate courage.
At that time, he thought if he could win, he'd carry Chang Ziqi to the hospital to save his life. If he couldn't win, dying together here wouldn't be so bad either. Then they wouldn't have to worry about any damned future.
His thoughts at the time were rash and childish. Chang Ziqi was the only source of courage he could find.
Later, he woke up in the hospital and saw Chang Ziqi.
Chang Ziqi was sitting by his bed, looking terrible. When he saw Qi Huo wake up, his first words were "I'm sorry."
"It's my fault you got involved."
It was the first time Qi Huo had seen Chang Ziqi like this, as if he had shed his usual composure and arrogance, looking at him with guilt and sadness, "I'm sorry."
Qi Huo's throat hurt badly. He frowned at him.
Chang Ziqi probably misunderstood. As if he had struggled and made a difficult decision, he said in a hoarse voice, "Let's break up."
Qi Huo had just had a brush with death and finally decided to have a serious relationship, but as soon as he opened his eyes, he was faced with a breakup. He was completely stunned.
Seeing no reaction from Qi Huo, Chang Ziqi looked dejected and tried to stand up. However, he was injured too and moved slowly. Halfway up, someone grabbed his hand.
Qi Huo glared at him and struggled to say his first words, "Are you an idiot?"
Chang Ziqi was pulled back down, sitting on the bed.
"Water," Qi Huo felt his throat was on fire.
Chang Ziqi only had one hand that could move. He poured a glass of water and let Qi Huo moisten his throat.
Qi Huo finally recovered, his voice gradually rising, his momentum suddenly returning, "Break up my ass!"
He had decided to live and die with Chang Ziqi, and now the guy was talking about breaking up.
"I like you!" Qi Huo glared at him angrily. "If I didn't like you, why would I ignore so many pretty girls to mess around with you here!?"
Chang Ziqi sat on the bed, looking at him and laughing out loud.
After playing the field for so long, Qi Huo finally made an exception for Chang Ziqi, this demon.
Making exceptions is like opening floodgates. At first, he reluctantly started learning the knowledge in textbooks that seemed like gibberish to him. Then he painfully parted ways with his beloved games, only allowed to play for a short while when a certain someone was in a good mood. After that, he was even forced to quit smoking by Chang Ziqi…
Qi Huo felt this relationship was quite frustrating. Every night before bed, he swore he would never listen to Chang Ziqi again, but the next morning, as soon as he saw him, he would eagerly pounce on him. His lifetime of reputation was completely ruined.
On Qi Huo's eighteenth birthday, Chang Ziqi specially cooked a bowl of noodles for him.
Qi Huo originally thought that a top student wouldn't know how to cook, but who knew he would turn out to be a star-level chef. He finished the entire bowl of noodles in amazement and asked eagerly, "Did you f*cking learn from a master chef?"
"I learned for a month." Chang Ziqi now felt a bit nauseous at the sight of noodles, but hearing Qi Huo's endless praise, he felt it was worth it.
"Awesome." Qi Huo caught him and gave him a kiss, then was pinned to the table.
"Qi Huo, happy eighteenth birthday," Chang Ziqi looked down at him.
Qi Huo hadn't yet sensed the danger, happily holding his waist, his gaze arrogantly and wantonly lingering on him, "Then doesn't that mean we can—"
Chang Ziqi saw what he pulled out of his pocket, his gaze darkened, then he leisurely took out one from his own pocket.
"No way, it's my birthday, I'm in charge!" Qi Huo instantly objected, snatching away what he had prepared, "For the first time, I want to be on top!"
Chang Ziqi smiled slightly, "Alright."
Qi Huo looked at him suspiciously, "You're so agreeable?"
"It's your birthday today." Chang Ziqi casually unbuttoned his shirt, leaned down to kiss him, "We'll do as you say."
Qi Huo instantly became dizzy, eagerly pulling him into the bedroom.
Chang Ziqi picked up what he had forgotten on the table, habitually turned off the living room light before entering the bedroom, then closed the bedroom door.
Qi Huo spent an unforgettable eighteenth birthday.
For instance, he fully understood the deeper meanings of phrases like "lust clouding judgment," "going back on one's word," "cunning and crafty," and "full of energy."
He lay on the bed with a tragic look. Chang Ziqi very considerately massaged his waist, taking the opportunity to caress him, lowering his head to kiss his shoulder.
"You tricked me!" Qi Huo angrily pounded the bed, "You didn't do anything human!"
"Mm." Chang Ziqi gladly accepted this evaluation, saying unblushingly. "I did you."
Qi Huo turned his head in shock, "You finally revealed your vicious nature!"
Chang Ziqi smiled slightly, "Who told you to be so careless."
Qi Huo got angry at the mention of this. After a night's rest, he was now a lively good man again. He pounced on him fiercely, pressing him down, "I'll make you regret it!"
Chang Ziqi posed a soul-searching question to him. "Can you do it?"
Then he paid a heavy price for it.
It took Qi Huo half a day to remember a formula, but in certain aspects, he was a natural talent. How he was bullied last night, he returned every move without missing any in the morning.
Chang Ziqi couldn't help but sigh, "Why can't you use this good memory in the right place?"
Qi Huo was so angry he almost pulled him up to review once more.
Chang Ziqi, feeling apprehensive, hugged him into his arms, coaxing him for a long time before he calmed down.
Qi Huo's temper came quickly and went quickly. When his anger subsided, he instead became a bit guilty, "Was I... too fierce just now?"
Chang Ziqi said expressionlessly, "Mm, you almost scared me to death."
"Who told you to say I couldn't do it!" Qi Huo gritted his teeth, "A man's dignity can't be challenged."
Chang Ziqi looked at him teasingly, leaning close to his ear to whisper something.
At first, Qi Huo listened seriously, but as he continued listening, it seemed more and more off. Finally, he blushed and covered his mouth, angry and embarrassed, "Shut up!"
The two wrestled on the bed, warm sunlight streaming through the gaps in the curtains, falling on the soft and fluffy blanket.