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At six-thirty in the morning, I received a call from Zhou Qiang.
"Are you awake?"
"Yeah."
"Night City is a bit cloudy today, but it hasn't rained yet."
"Okay."
"Xu Jing, I miss you."
"I miss you too."
"Once I'm done with this busy period, I'll come back to see you."
"Alright."
"What do you want to tell me?"
I snapped back to reality, "I found Xiao Qi and took him back to the old house."
"He didn't do anything to you, did he?"
"No."
"That's good." Zhou Qiang sighed in relief. "Even though Xiao Qi has a bad temper, he still has some sense."
"It would be great if he really had some sense."
I couldn't help but complain, "If he really had some sense, he wouldn't be doing drugs with those bad friends."
"What did you say?" Zhou Qiang was taken aback. "Xiao Qi is doing drugs?"
"Yeah." I told Zhou Qiang everything I had seen.
Zhou Qiang was silent for a moment. "Did you take them home?"
"Yeah."
"Well done."
"I sent the list of those people to Secretary Wang and asked him to handle it."
"Okay." Zhou Qiang seemed indifferent to the matter, only reminding me, "Xu Jing, next time something like this happens, don't get involved; let me handle it."
"Why?"
"Xiao Qi has hostility towards you, and I'm afraid he might hurt you."
"I know." I sighed, "Zhou Qiang, I'm not afraid of him being unhappy with me; I'm afraid he will target you."
"He won't." Zhou Qiang smiled, "He just can't figure things out right now. Once he does, he won't act so recklessly."
"Why are you so sure?"
"Because..." Zhou Qiang paused for a moment, "because he is like me."
Zhou Qiang's words made my heart ache.
Yes, Zhou Qi and Zhou Qiang are so similar.
Wasn't Zhou Qiang like that when he was younger?
Rebellious, flamboyant, invincible.
"Zhou Qiang, what if Xiao Qi never figures it out?"
Zhou Qiang fell silent.
"What if he never figures it out? Will he always target you?"
Zhou Qiang still didn't speak.
"Zhou Qiang, I'm scared."
"Xu Jing, don't be afraid." Zhou Qiang's voice was gentle yet firm, "Xiao Qi just can't figure it out right now; once he does, everything will be fine."
"What if he never figures it out?"
"He won't." Zhou Qiang smiled, "I believe in him."
"But I don't believe in him," I blurted out. "Zhou Qiang, he shouldn't know your secret."
"What?" Zhou Qiang was taken aback. "Xu Jing, what are you talking about?"
"Nothing, nothing," I hurriedly hung up the phone.
I can't let Zhou Qiang know that Zhou Qi is aware of his secret. Zhou Qiang is such a proud person; if he found out that his younger brother knew his secret, how would he live with that?
After hanging up the phone, I returned to the villa and found an empty guest room to rest for a while. I couldn't sleep. As soon as I closed my eyes, Zhou Qi's face filled my mind. Zhou Qi, Zhou Qi, that relentless devil. I wished I could kill him. But I can't kill him. He is Zhou Qiang's brother, the son of Zhou Wenguang. More importantly, if he dies, Zhou Qiang will die too. Zhou Qiang cannot die.
I love Zhou Qiang; nothing can happen to him. I lay in bed, tossing and turning, thinking for a long time. The reason Zhou Qi targets Zhou Qiang is out of hatred. What if Zhou Qi no longer hates Zhou Qiang? Then his hostility would turn toward someone else. Or what if Zhou Qi disappeared from this world? Then Zhou Qiang would be safe. But how can I make Zhou Qi vent his anger without harming Zhou Qiang?
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