After leaving the hospital, Jiang Ning drove Qi Xingzhou home.
The white sedan, as usual, stopped outside the Qi Family Villa. Each time Qi Xingzhou got out of the car in the past, he would dilly-dally, clearly not wanting to part with Jiang Ning. This time, however, he unbuckled his seat belt much faster than usual, returning to the speed a normal person would.
As he opened the car door, Qi Xingzhou turned his head and looked at Jiang Ning seriously, "Go home and rest well, I’ll bring you breakfast tomorrow."
Then, without waiting for Jiang Ning’s response, he stepped out of the car with long strides.
His words left Jiang Ning somewhat confused. Just now, Qi Xingzhou’s gaze was particularly serious and deep. For a moment, Jiang Ning felt that Qi Xingzhou was different from his usual self.
After Qi Xingzhou got out of the car, instead of immediately entering the villa, he stood under a green plant, watching Jiang Ning’s car. Just like every time before, he had to watch until Jiang Ning’s car drove off completely, and even the tail exhaust disappeared, before he turned to enter the villa.
Jiang Ning rolled down the car window and waved at Qi Xingzhou, "I’m off then."
"Okay," Qi Xingzhou nodded obediently, also raising his hand and waving like a lucky cat.
Not until Jiang Ning’s car had completely vanished from sight did Qi Xingzhou turn to enter the house.
Today, Qi Chen unexpectedly had a day off. He was a far cry from his usual meticulously suited elite appearance, now lounging on the sofa in a set of light gray casual home clothes, holding a book in his hand.
When Qi Chen heard the sound of a car engine outside, he didn’t even have to look up to know that it was definitely his cheap-looking Bitter Gourd Brother returning.
Qi Chen shifted to a more comfortable position and turned a page of his book, merely glancing up when he heard the sound of Qi Xingzhou changing shoes in the entryway. Seeing that Qi Xingzhou’s hands and feet were still attached to his body, he immediately returned to his reading.
It wasn’t that Qi Chen was impolite, but having lived under the same roof with his Bitter Gourd Brother for so long, Qi Chen had learned that Qi Xingzhou would always head straight to his room upon returning, never lingering downstairs. Greeting him was pointless.
This time, however, Qi Chen miscalculated.
After changing his shoes, Qi Xingzhou did not head straight upstairs as usual. He took a few steps towards the living room, and upon seeing Qi Chen sitting on the sofa reading, a deep and clear voice sounded, "Brother."
Qi Chen’s ears twitched, thinking he was hallucinating.
It took a few seconds before he suddenly realized and looked up sharply from his book.
The Bitter Gourd Brother stood in the middle of the living room, looking back at him, his gaze more lucid and composed than ever before.
The two brothers locked eyes.
Qi Xingzhou was still dressed as usual, the cowlick on his head stubbornly standing atop his head, but his entire demeanor had changed dramatically. He had transformed from the clear-eyed, pure autistic boy into a calm and composed young man.
Facing this transformation, Big Brother Qi, who could normally remain indifferent to contracts worth tens of billions, now held his breath, not daring to exhale for fear that one careless breath could blow his lucid brother back into autism.
Meanwhile, Jiang Ning, driving halfway home, suddenly realized what Qi Xingzhou had meant by his words.
She had almost forgotten that just a few hours ago, her elbow had been dislocated!
Even the System in her mind was pointing fingers at Jiang Ning, [Host, you don’t look like a patient at all.]