His Venomous Former Boss Chased Him And Beat Him Fiercely Chapter 41

Variant Genetic Disorder Patient Lele’s Condition Worsens

After the shower, Qiu Zhijie wrapped the drowsy man in a towel, supporting his hips with one hand and pressing his shoulder with the other, intending to put him on his own bed as before.

The man, who seemed to have already fallen asleep, stirred and didn’t obediently let go or lie down.

Qiu Zhijie tilted his head. Was he not asleep? Or did he want to hug him?

The young man’s hazy voice came through: “Let’s sleep downstairs.”

Kong Xunwen barely managed to pull back some of his thoughts. It had been a long time since he slept in the bed he specifically prepared. He liked soft beds and quilts, and while the one upstairs was good, it wasn’t as soft as the one he personally chose.

Well, it seemed he was being presumptuous.

Qiu Zhijie quirked an eyebrow, but ultimately couldn’t bear to wake the sleepy man. He resignedly carried him downstairs. This walk was taken with great caution.

Fortunately, no accidents occurred, and he successfully placed the man on the bed.

The quilt was half-opened and lay on the sheet, but the young man immediately sank into the mattress.

It was almost like being placed in a pile of cotton. Qiu Zhijie reached out and pressed the edge of the bed; it was unbelievably soft.

It seemed he had been wronged before. Qiu Zhijie didn’t pay much attention to these things and usually had no specific requirements unless he was truly uncomfortable, but now it seemed he needed to pay more attention in the future.

The young man lay down in the familiar spot, rolled over, and his brows relaxed.

Qiu Zhijie pinched the young man’s soft cheek, leaned closer, and whispered, “Then I’ll sleep here too.”

He waited for a moment.

“Silence means yes.”

Feeling reassured, he lay down on the other side, sinking into the soft bedding. He was still getting used to it when a warmth suddenly pressed close to his side. He turned his head and realized it was the man who had slid over because the mattress had dipped under his weight.

The young man opened his eyes slightly, reached out, and touched his cheek, mumbling, “The ear piercing… can’t get wet…”

A smile instantly and undisguisedly curved Qiu Zhijie’s lips. His voice remained soft: “Mhm, I know.”

Only then did the young man close his eyes and snuggle closer.

Pulling the quilt over them and holding the man close, Qiu Zhijie finally closed his eyes, the smile lingering on his lips.

*

The alarm clock rang as usual the next day. Kong Xunwen opened his eyes and instinctively reached out to touch the side, which was still warm.

He instantly woke up. He got up and realized he was back in his own room, and he also recalled the feeling he had while hazy yesterday.

The transfer of body heat, a very comfortable and reassuring embrace.

Squinting his eyes, Kong Xunwen opened the door without washing up. He had forgotten to ask Qiu Zhijie when he was leaving today.

As soon as he stepped out, he heard sounds coming from the kitchen, which immediately put him at ease. He then went to wash up.

While brushing his teeth, Kong Xunwen looked at himself in the mirror. Did something seem off?

His movements suddenly paused.

Ah, Qiu Zhijie hadn’t asked him to go to the kitchen together today.

Just as he thought this, the door to the outer room opened, followed by approaching footsteps. The corresponding figure appeared in the mirror. The man was wearing an apron, dressed in a rare, simple manner.

He leaned against the door frame, watching him.

Kong Xunwen quickly finished washing up and was pulled into the kitchen.

Now things were back to normal.

After breakfast, Qiu Zhijie hugged Kong Xunwen reluctantly until the sound of a car engine shutting off outside. Only then did he pull him upstairs.

When they came down again, it was a completely new Qiu Zhijie. Kong Xunwen’s eyes were a little vacant.

Every time Qiu Zhijie put something on, he had to ask Kong Xunwen’s opinion. Kong Xunwen felt his eyes were going blurry, but this also somewhat dispelled the atmosphere of separation.

Finally, before getting into the car, the two shared a quick kiss. Kong Xunwen didn’t go out to see him off, simply raising his hand to wave goodbye.

Qiu Zhijie didn’t mind. He took his belongings, got into the car, and immediately snapped two photos, deliberately tilting his head to show the small plastic rods in both his ears. Although he could wear earrings now, he was wearing ear cuffs.

Of course, the most important thing was that Kong Xunwen had put them on him personally.

He posted them on his Moments and social media account. Before long, someone replied: Oh, CEO Qiu got his ears pierced too. Tell us, which place convinced CEO Qiu to change his mind?

Qiu Zhijie’s eyes sparkled, and he quickly commented underneath: My boyfriend did it for me.

Others who scrolled through this Moment saw Qiu Zhijie’s solo comment and were full of question marks. Who asked?

After thinking about it, they realized he was directly replying to someone else’s question with his own comment.

…They never thought Qiu Zhijie would have a day like this.

It was obvious he was trying to show off their affection.

Thinking this, their fingers flew across the keyboard, sending the message: CEO Qiu and his boyfriend are truly affectionate.

But Qiu Zhijie had already exited Moments and called his boyfriend, whom he had just parted with, via video chat.

*

Kong Xunwen had just settled onto the sofa and was still a little dazed. It felt the same as before—even though only one person was missing, it suddenly became very quiet.

The next moment, the familiar special ringtone rang out. Qiu Zhijie had specifically set it himself when he logged into his account on the new phone today.

A series of ding-dong sounds came through, instantly making one shiver.

Kong Xunwen immediately sobered up. Qiu Zhijie had secretly set this ringtone, hiding it from him. Now he knew why.

He believed every student who had attended school had experienced this sequence of class bell sounds, and even schools today still used the same ringtone.

It was clearly a cheerful sound.

Kong Xunwen’s previous melancholy and quiet feelings vanished, but after staring at the screen for a long time, he still answered the call.

A familiar face immediately appeared on the screen. They had only parted a few minutes ago.

Thinking this, Kong Xunwen suddenly felt like he must have been possessed just now.

He wanted to hang up, but the man refused, saying that once he boarded the plane, they wouldn’t see each other for a long time. Kong Xunwen ultimately didn’t hang up, and the two chatted the entire way.

When the conversation lagged, Kong Xunwen started watching anime, but Qiu Zhijie always subtly diverted his attention. After a few times, he realized what was happening and simply focused on chatting with the man.

It wasn’t until Qiu Zhijie was about to board the plane, and it was almost lunchtime. Qiu Zhijie had told him early on to go to the kitchen, and coincidentally, his solo lunch had been completed under the man’s guidance.

Finally, he hung up the phone.

The smile on Kong Xunwen’s lips slowly faded, but he still felt relaxed.

He recalled cooking alone before. Having someone accompany him really did make a difference. No wonder Qiu Zhijie always insisted on dragging him along to make breakfast.

After lunch, he immediately began preparing for his live stream. This time, he didn’t wait for the scheduled announcement time. Once ready, he started streaming and, after adjusting, continued working on the draft he hadn’t finished yesterday.

The number of viewers today was less than yesterday, but it was still a significant improvement from before, and the comments were very active.

The person who had just gotten off the plane immediately called via video, causing Kong Xunwen to stop drawing and set up a dedicated camera angle for the demanding man. When he returned to the camera, he only said he had gone to the restroom.

When it was time for dinner, Kong Xunwen didn’t procrastinate when Qiu Zhijie messaged him. Although he still didn’t want to stop drawing, he remembered the guilty feeling from yesterday.

Kong Xunwen obediently ended the live stream under Qiu Zhijie’s watchful eye.

Qiu Zhijie also accompanied him during the time he prepared dinner, but afterward, he had matters to attend to and temporarily hung up the video call. However, he was meddlesome enough to demand that Kong Xunwen film a video of himself eating.

Kong Xunwen: …

What was so interesting about watching someone eat? Was he so old that he still didn’t know how to eat?

But seeing the man on the other end looking tired yet unable to rest, Kong Xunwen complied, and at the same time, he subconsciously slowed down his eating speed.

He used to have bad habits at the company: irregular meals, eating too fast, and sometimes barely chewing. He hadn’t noticed it himself; it was Qiu Zhijie who discovered it and started supervising him to change.

Well, now he seemed to know why.

On the other side, Qiu Zhijie smiled politely as he excused himself from the socializing at the lavish banquet and went to an inconspicuous corner to open his phone. He watched the video he had just received, and the polite smile on his lips instantly became genuine.

He replied with a satisfied “Read,” then skillfully dragged the video progress bar back to the beginning. The young man, unaccustomed to eating in front of the camera, couldn’t help but glance at the lens repeatedly, looking a little reserved and shy before finally returning to his usual demeanor.

The expression in this initial segment was rare, and Qiu Zhijie watched it several times.

Finally, he saved the video to his phone.

He casually opened the live streaming app. Sure enough, the young man had started streaming his drawing again right after dinner.

Qiu Zhijie was a little helpless but couldn’t stop him. He watched for a while before someone found him, forcing him to put away his phone. He felt a little impatient inside, though it didn’t show on his face.

*

Without Qiu Zhijie by his side today, Kong Xunwen streamed until half-past ten after dinner before finally feeling tired. He said goodbye to the viewers.

He exited the live stream, tidied up his things, turned off the studio light, and returned to his room. After washing up, he lay down on the bed.

He turned off the light and closed his eyes, but he wasn’t sleepy. Kong Xunwen tried to induce sleep for a while before giving up. He opened his eyes, sat up, leaned against the headboard, and picked up his phone.

There was no message from Qiu Zhijie yet; he was probably still busy. Kong Xunwen looked at the screen, exited the chat interface, and browsed other apps. The short videos and other things he previously found interesting suddenly lost their appeal.

Finally, he opened the live streaming app and went to his account backend. He had gained many followers in the past two days. Kong Xunwen clicked to view them, feeling a sense of accomplishment. He then remembered his private messages.

He had looked before, but after seeing many unfriendly messages, he hadn’t checked for a long time. Today seemed like a good time to look.

Just as he clicked in, a few more fans sent private messages, praising his beautiful artwork and saying he was very talented.

Kong Xunwen simply replied with a “Thank you,” responding to them one by one. Most of them were meaningless until a somewhat familiar account appeared.

Xiaoxiao? He remembered this fan had been following him for a long time.

Clicking into the chat, the person had sent a video and introduced him to some content regarding live stream clips on the platform, seeking his permission.

Kong Xunwen hadn’t known about this, so he read it with unusual seriousness. The person’s wording was very rigorous, and the structure was clear at a glance, a stark contrast to the active “Xiaoxiao” in the comments.

Kong Xunwen didn’t think for long before messaging his agreement. The two discussed the matter and sorted out some procedures.

He felt a little dazed.

He suddenly felt a hint of a “work vibe,” similar to the atmosphere when he was employed.

After this matter was settled, the conversation in the private messages suddenly became sparse, feeling a bit awkward. It was hard to imagine that such a person could be so active in the comments.

They quickly and tacitly ended the conversation. The time was also right, and Kong Xunwen proactively messaged Qiu Zhijie.

Qiu Zhijie, who had assumed the young man was asleep and hadn’t planned to call, immediately video-called him. However, since it was late, he quickly urged Kong Xunwen to sleep but wouldn’t let him hang up the video.

Kong Xunwen didn’t hang up. Perhaps because of this, or perhaps because the time was right, he quickly fell asleep.

*

Qiu Zhijie returned on the fourth day. Kong Xunwen had also finished all the drafts for the giveaway, so he officially started taking commissions. This time, he was very confident. He felt a little nervous when he mentioned it during the live stream, but unexpectedly received a lot of support.

His fans had watched him draw and naturally knew his skill level. They had been talking about this for a while, as luck was ephemeral, and paying was more practical.

Of course, this was also because Kong Xunwen promised to continue holding regular drawing giveaways later.

But the happiness only lasted a few days before Qiu Zhijie truly had to get busy. Before leaving, he clingily tried to persuade Kong Xunwen to go with him, but Kong Xunwen hesitated and then refused.

Qiu Zhijie wilted when he heard this, but there was nothing he could do. He was eventually coaxed back to good spirits and then reluctantly parted with the young man on a clear day.

Kong Xunwen also felt a little sad. Even though they could video chat, the longing only accumulated more and more.

Fortunately, Kong Xunwen also had things to do and was already on the right track.

*

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