I’m Keeping the Overbearing CEO After He Went Bankrupt [Rebirth] 54

Chapter 54: Qingbao’s Confession

This little one… can’t be left alone for even a moment!

Huo Li forgot to even put down the food container, holding a bag as he strode forward, rushing up the emergency staircase.

The rooftop was spacious and enclosed. Normally, the door to the hospital rooftop was locked, but Chu Qing was staying in a VIP room that Starry Sky and Huo Li had specifically requested be taken care of. When he said he wanted to go to the rooftop, the door was immediately opened.

When Huo Li went up, he saw him sitting on a chair on the side, a violin and a stack of music sheets next to him.

“Mr. Huo…?” he turned his head and saw his anxious look, and asked, puzzled, “What’s wrong?”

Huo Li also saw the safe and sound Chu Qing and didn’t know what to say, so he just shook his head.

“Did Mr. Huo think I came here to die?” he said, looking at him with a grin.

Huo Li paused. “No.”

These past few days, his emotions had been very unstable, and he had been in a daze, but he knew he wouldn’t.

But knowing was one thing; the body didn’t necessarily react the same way as the brain.

Not knowing whether to laugh or cry, he felt like he had gotten PTSD.

“Mr. Huo doesn’t have to worry… I… I will work hard,” he said, his gaze lowered, his voice low. “For ten years from now, twenty years from now, thirty years from now…”

He had really come up here to find inspiration. He had heard that the view was good, and it happened to match the mood of his song, so he had a sudden idea.

“I know,” he said, and sat down next to him, not caring if it was dirty, and sat directly on the floor. He took out the food containers one by one and placed them on his lap, picking and choosing to give to him.

“Besides rice and noodles, I also bought a lot of snacks. There are cakes, buns, barbecue… you can eat whichever one you won’t feel nauseous from,” he said, laying them out one by one and giving him a little of each.

He looked at the variety of food in front of him. Eating was not a comfortable thing to begin with, but eating with him, and with him being so considerate, he always felt interested.

“It’s, it’s too much… it’s too expensive. You don’t have to buy so much. This is a waste,” he said, a little embarrassed.

“It’s not a waste. The portion of each is not much, and I have a big appetite,” he said. He wasn’t lying. He really could finish it all.

“Oh…”

The night was as it was, and the evening meal was pleasant.

The two sat on the rooftop, the wind blowing from all directions as they ate, which had a unique flavor.

After they finished eating, he sat blankly on the chair, looking up at the stars.

“What is Qingbao thinking about?”

“Nothing…”

After a moment of silence, he glanced at the violin on the side. “Mr. Huo, do you want to hear me play?”

He paused.

He glanced at the violin he had picked up, his gaze becoming even more gentle.

A long time ago…

The first time they had officially met, at the company’s annual gala, he had held a violin and had gone to his room to play all night.

And so, for many nights after that, he would from time to time think of the young man playing the violin, who had secretly played countless pieces in his dreams.

He said with a gentle smile, “Alright.”

He stood up, gently placed the violin on his shoulder, closed his eyes, and began to play.

He didn’t understand music, he just felt that he played with a special mournfulness and sadness, a gentle and poignant quality, and the violin itself naturally carried a bit of melancholy.

But no matter how slow he was, he could hear the longing and love in this music.

He thought, This is a really magical piece. The melody is so sad, yet it doesn’t make people think of sad things, only the gains and losses of love, the meetings and partings.

At the beginning, the music was like looking forward to something, with a bit of heartache and anticipation. Then the climax was a strong joy and sorrow, and the end was a long and steady life.

But after listening for a moment, it was hard for him to concentrate.

He stared blankly at him.

On the rooftop, the young man stood alone, playing the violin with emotion, with the endless night behind him and the city lights below.

The wind was strong at this high place, blowing up the corners of his clothes, his pant legs, and his hair.

Even though he was wearing a loose hospital gown now, he still didn’t look vulgar at all.

After the piece was over, he asked blankly, “What’s it called…”

“Huh?” he put down the violin, his face a little red as he looked at him.

He smiled. “I said, what’s this piece called? It’s very beautiful. You played it very beautifully.”

He didn’t know why, but his heart was beating a little fast, even though the two of them hadn’t said anything strange.

Even the air was a little ambiguous.

“I took the original piece and adapted it… it’s called, it’s called…” he lowered his head, paused for a long moment, and then smiled a little embarrassed.

“It’s called ‘Night of Confession’…”

His voice was very small, very small. But the night was too quiet, and the evening breeze carried every word to his ear, as if it were a whisper.

His eyes widened.

After he finished, he immediately squatted down and fumbled to pack up his music sheets, then stumbled downstairs with the music sheets in his arm and holding the violin.

“Qingbao…!” he also stumbled after him.

“Qingbao!” he stopped him in the hallway and grabbed his wrist, his voice a little hoarse. “You…!”

“Don’t look at me. Mr. Huo, don’t look at me,” he said, and quickly covered his face with the music sheets.

“Qingbao…”

“I, I don’t know, I don’t know,” he said, his voice trembling. “I, I’m going back to my room to rest…”

As if he were afraid of being asked something.

This little one who did something bad and is unwilling to admit it…!

He looked at him anxiously, his chest heaving.

“Qingbao, I…”

“You, you, you, don’t ask me anymore, I don’t know!” he said, and ran back to his room as if he were fleeing, closing the door with a “bang.”

After being separated from him by a door, he leaned against the door panel and still felt a little unreal.

I, I did it…!

He kept inhaling and exhaling, his face red from his face to the tips of his ears and his neck, like a ripe apple.

“Qingbao, open the door!”

A moment later, his resentful voice came from outside. “Why did you lock me out again…”

“I… I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”

“If you don’t open the door again, I’m going to get angry. Every time, you don’t let me finish and you bully me like this. I’m going to sue you, my sponsor, for mistreating your canary.”

“I-I’m sorry!”

He quickly and fumbled to open the door, but as soon as the door opened, before he could react, he was pulled fiercely into an embrace.

“Mr. Huo…!”

He was tricked again!

He hugged him tightly, his hand on the back of his head, and kissed his lips.

“Ngh…”

His eyes darkened slightly, and his strong hand held him in front of him so that he couldn’t escape.

He was still resisting at first, but after a while, he surrendered, his legs and hands weak. He couldn’t help it. After all, his kisses were always tyrannical and domineering, as if they were going to deprive him of air. The hormones and his scent made him dizzy, and he had no mind to think of anything else. He could only lean against him, his head tilted up, and subconsciously follow his rhythm.

After a long time, he finally pulled away. He saw him looking at him with red-rimmed eyes, glistening with water, his lips slightly parted from being kissed.

He took a deep breath, his voice hoarse. “I… I really want you.”

“Mr. Huo…!” he took a few steps back and looked at him, at a loss.

“You… you should probably close the door.”

He also took a few steps back, his eyes red. “If you don’t close it, you’re letting the wolf into the house. You’ll be the one crying.”

Letting, letting the wolf into the house…?

He glanced at him, then lowered his head, his face even redder.

“Then I, I’ll close it…”

He put his hand on the doorframe and looked at him hesitantly.

Should I really close it…?

Am I afraid? Unwilling? Can’t bear to?

He was stunned for a long moment.

Seeing this, he took a deep breath, turned, and strode away.

He stared blankly at his back.

He was relieved, but also a little… disappointed.

No, wait.

What’s there to be disappointed about?!

I should be glad…! Glad!

He was so ashamed of his own thoughts that he quickly and very forcefully closed the door.

He was going downstairs and was jolted when he heard the loud slam of the door.

You… you really don’t have to go that far…

He didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

At the same time, he was also a little helpless.

He had done everything he could. He had already laid his whole heart before him, completely handed it over. Whether to throw it away or pick it back up was his decision.

He would not force him.

At most…

He bared his teeth and pushed open the bathroom door.

…

The next day, he was discharged and returned to the production team.

He was in a wheelchair wherever he went.

The day after that, Yu Weixi also came back. But he was not returning, but to say goodbye to the production team. After all, he had a waist injury and really couldn’t continue to be a mentor. Under the persuasion of everyone and the circumstances of his body, he finally agreed to take a vacation and would push aside all his work to rest for a while.

Therefore, the production team planned to hold a farewell party for him this day.

The open space outside the tent was filled with barbecue grills. The students sat in groups, and the bonfire made everyone’s faces look very energetic.

“Xixi is here…!”

When he saw him come back with Feng Yan, he immediately went up to him.

Huo Li was standing behind him, pushing his wheelchair.

“Easy, easy. You’re still in a wheelchair,” he said, holding his waist, worried that he was moving faster and faster.

“The two teachers, please be careful…” Lu Jiayan and the other mentors came over and didn’t know whether to laugh or cry when they saw the two injured people swaying towards each other.

“Is Luo Yucheng here?” he sneered.

Lu Jiayan sighed and shook his head. “How could he dare to come.”

“That’s good. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be able to eat.”

“Xixi, don’t talk about unhappy things,” he said with a smile. “You’re the main character today.”

“Ah…” his eyes darted around, and he looked at him with a mischievous smile.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. Let’s go, let’s go barbecue.”

Everyone had been taking care of him, and now that he was in a wheelchair and it was inconvenient for him to bend down, he barely had to do anything himself.

Huo Li did not participate in the fuss with him and the production team. After handing him over to them, he went to the staff’s side. But just like last time, he just had to eat and didn’t have to do any of the grilling himself.

“Th-Thank you… it’s too much. I can’t eat it all.”

Plates of meat and vegetables kept coming, and he was both happy and a little overwhelmed.

“It’s okay. Teacher Chu, just leave it and eat slowly.”
“Right! Teacher Chu, eat more!”

“Teacher Chu seems to like vegetables more than meat! The vegetables on the plate are all gone, but he doesn’t touch the meat much! No wonder he’s so thin.”

“Cough cough…” he was a little embarrassed and scratched his cheek. “You, you guys don’t watch me eat…”

The students and mentors around the bonfire were all looking at him. He said with a red face, “I, I like to eat everything! I’m not a picky eater.”

The few of them burst into laughter.

But after that, more vegetables than meat were handed over, things like grilled enoki mushrooms, gluten, and side dishes. He felt very flattered.

He lowered his head and finished the last piece on his plate with some satisfaction. As he was drinking water, he heard Yu Weixi say something like “it’s past midnight,” and then a song came from the side.

“Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you…”
“Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to Teacher Chu!”

He turned his head blankly.

He saw a few students, Lu Luan and Wang Zhenglan, pushing a cart over. On the cart was a cake, and on the cake were many candles.

The candlelight was bright and clear in the night. The cake was in the shape of a musical note, made of black and white chocolate, looking very unique.

“Teacher Chu!! Come and make a wish!”
“Teacher Chu, happy birthday!”

“Teacher Chu, happy birthday, good health, and most importantly, be happy every day!!”
“I wish Teacher Chu a flood of inspiration and happiness every day!”

He stared blankly at the cake, was surrounded and blessed, and still couldn’t react for a moment.

“Mr. Bodyguard told us that today is Teacher Chu’s birthday! So we specially planned this surprise when Teacher Yu came back!”

“Yeah, Teacher Chu, were you surprised?!”
“Hahahaha, Teacher Chu… how could you even forget your own birthday??”

Because… no one would celebrate my birthday for me in previous years, so I naturally forgot.

He stared blankly at the chattering students, his hands trembling a little, his eyes also a little red. He quickly turned his head so that no one would see and secretly wiped his eyes with his sleeve.

“Teacher Chu, don’t be in a daze. Come and make a wish!”

“Oh, oh, okay…”

He was pushed blankly to the front of the cake, and a plastic cake knife was stuffed into his hand.

He still held the cake knife blankly and was about to cut it subconsciously, but his hand was stopped.

“Eh eh eh!! Teacher Chu has to make a wish first!”
“Right, right, right! Make a wish. You can’t say it out loud. It won’t come true if you say it!”

“Okay, okay…” he paused. “Then I’ll make a wish…”

He closed his eyes and quietly made a wish.

He made a wish very seriously for a long, long time. The students even thought he had fallen asleep.

After he made his wish, he subconsciously looked at everyone, and then, amidst the clamor, he blew out the candles and cut the cake, successfully completing the ceremony.

“Next is to divide the cake! Don’t worry, this little musical note cake is for the mentors. The students’ cake is in the back and will be brought up later.”

“Okay…”

On the side of the black and white special musical note cake was a large smiley face written in cream.

Lu Jiayan cut off the area with the smiley face and handed it to him.

“I wish Teacher Chu a happy and joyful future!”

Ever since the incident of Li Tian faking depression had broken out, it had been rumored online that he was the one who really had depression. Many people said that there was something wrong with him, but he had always denied it, and there was never any solid proof.

But Lu Jiayan and the other mentors, and a few of the students who were close to him, had seen his hands and had been with him day and night, so they naturally knew that there was something wrong. But no one had deliberately brought it up to embarrass him, just took care of him a little more. After all, he was also good to them.

“Thank you, thank you all,” he said, taking the cake and grinning from ear to ear. “I, I’m very happy!”

The cake was filled with chocolate and cream. It was sweet with a hint of cocoa bitterness, not too sweet and not too bitter, a just-right deliciousness.

If it were a normal day, he would have been too full to eat after eating roasted meat, but now, everyone’s enthusiasm was hard to refuse, and the cake was also delicious. He actually ate much more than usual.

…

After returning to the tent, he was still smiling foolishly.

Huo Li sat on the side and looked at him helplessly. “Silly Qingbao, do you want to go outside and sing a song?”

“It’s the first time someone has celebrated my birthday,” he said with a red face. “I’m just ordinarily, normally happy!”

He… he also has people who are good to him…

Many people!

“Mr. Huo didn’t tell me beforehand either…” he said with a smile. “It startled me.”

“It’s a surprise, after all,” he paused, then suddenly said, “Tomorrow… no, wait, it’s past midnight, so it’s today. After you wake up, take a day off and go out with me.”

“Ah…?”

“This is everyone’s birthday for you, not mine,” he said, winking. “Let me celebrate with you properly, okay?”

This was the first birthday he had spent with him since he had returned to the country.

“Ah…? But I have to record…”

“Can you take a day off?”

He met his scorching eyes, paused, and then subconsciously nodded.

“Good.”

“Be good,” he said, sitting down next to him and asking, “You made so many wishes just now. What did you wish for?”

“Ah… it won’t come true if I say it.”

“Nonsense.”

He shook his head. “I’m not telling.”

He had wished for many things.

He wished that everyone would be well and that the students would be able to achieve their dreams.

He wished that Yu Weixi would be smooth and successful, and that his waist injury would get better soon.

He wished that everything would go smoothly with Huo Li’s company and that he would be able to make a comeback.

He wished…

“Tell me one?” he said, raising an eyebrow. “It’s better to make a wish to me than to the heavens. Maybe I can help you achieve it?”

“How is that possible,” he said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

“I can do whatever you want. I’ll even pluck the stars from the sky for you,” he said, leaning in close to him, his gaze gentle. “Do you believe me?”

“…”

After a moment, he nodded.

“Then I’ll tell you one,” he said, holding up an index finger. “Just one.”

“Good.”

“I wish… I hope that Mr. Huo can be…”

He turned his head away, a little unable to continue.

“Be what?”

“…”

“Be what?” he said, poking his cheek. “You can’t just say half of it.”

“Just, be my boyfriend…”

…

Huo Li’s eyes widened, and he stared at him blankly.

This time, he did not run away, but sat on the side, turning his head to look elsewhere, his ears red.

He thought…

Oh my god.