RBNR Ch10: You are a kind-hearted god!

At eleven o’clock at night, Qin Bao turned off the lights and heard a few cat meows coming from the base of the wall, sounding like an old tomcat with something stuck in its throat.

Qin Bao: “…”

He opened the window and leaned out to look down, vaguely seeing Tu Yisen’s shadow. The other party waved at him and meowed even more happily.

Halfway out the windowsill, he had to fish out his phone and send a text message to warn the other party: [Stop fucking meowing!]

Sure enough, he was not as reliable as Shan Yiming!

Tu Yisen immediately replied: [I was trying to tell you not to come down! I couldn’t find the ladder!]

Qin Bao’s brain spun and he immediately figured out what was going on.

There was a utility ladder that was always kept next to the gardener’s tool room all year round. He had even seen it when he came home yesterday. The old master must have predicted they would pull this trick and had someone remove it.

It was too late.

He had already climbed down from the second-floor windowsill and stepped onto the roof of the first-floor tea room.

The roof tiles were covered in moss, making it impossible to stop slipping once someone was on them. Qin Bao walked very quickly.

Tu Yisen watched from below with his heart in his throat, helplessly watching him reach the enclosing wall via the roof.

A few dog barks came from not far away. Tu Yisen grew anxious. Standing below the wall, he crossed his arms into a big ‘X’, telling him not to jump.

This enclosing wall was three meters high. When Qin Bao was young, just taking one look down would make him dizzy, but now it didn’t seem that scary anymore. Seeing that he insisted on jumping, Tu Yisen had to give up making the ‘X’ and spread his arms, preparing to catch him.

The two fell together. The human cushion, Tu Yisen, almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, his face turning pale: “If Grandpa says you are too thin again… I’ll let him come and try.”

Qin Bao grimaced in pain: “And you call yourself an athlete like this?”

The commotion wasn’t small, and the dog barking was getting closer.

The two tacitly shut their mouths, scrambled up, and ran away in a flash.

The car Tu Yisen called was waiting outside. The driver asked where they were going, and Tu Yisen directly gave the name of a five-star hotel. He kept a room there year-round and sometimes invited the school team gang there to drink and play cards.

Not long after entering the hotel room, Tu Yisen’s dad called to ask if Qin Bao was with him. Tu Yisen naturally denied it.

A little while later, his other father also called.

The Tu family was a typical AO double-male-parent family, and both parents were very strict. This Alpha father who held a military position was even harder to fool than his dad, but Tu Yisen still dared to play dumb: “Ah? Qin Bao? … I don’t know, I was already asleep.”

Hanging up the phone, he winked at Qin Bao: “I’m a good enough friend, right? If our deeds are exposed, remember to visit my grave on Tomb-Sweeping Day.”

Qin Bao nodded: “Don’t worry, if you get beaten to death by your dad, I promise to be the first to collect your corpse.”

Tu Yisen asked Qin Bao what his plans were. Qin Bao had only thought about running away and hadn’t thought that far ahead. He sighed: “I can only take it one step at a time, we’ll see after my grandpa calms down.”

Tu Yisen patted his shoulder in comfort and didn’t stay at the hotel for too long. After all, he still had to rush back and appear in his own bed pretending to sleep.

Qin Bao only stayed at the hotel for one night. At noon the next day, the hotel notified him to check out. Tu Yisen called and hesitantly said his card had been frozen and he couldn’t get out either.

Qin Bao had some money in his own mobile account, but he was a minor. This hotel was like it was possessed, stubbornly refusing to extend the room without an adult ID.

On the other side, Shan Yiming was like he had disappeared and still couldn’t be contacted.

With no other choice, Qin Bao had to call Brother Lu, thinking he might as well just go stay at the dorm; he wouldn’t have to spend money and it would be convenient for work.

As a result, the old master seemed to have already given Brother Lu’s side a heads-up. Brother Lu acted uncharacteristically: “Bao, how about you rest at home for a while?”

Qin Bao grew a bit angry: “What do you mean?”

“I don’t want to either, a lot of work has been lined up next, isn’t this killing me? But I really don’t dare pluck hair from a tiger’s head.” Brother Lu was about to cry, “It’s all my fault, my heart was blinded by lard, my eyes were all focused on the measuring tape, and I didn’t take good care of you…”

“Stop looking for excuses, Lu Weishu, you’re just a coward!”

Hanging up the phone, Qin Bao was so angry he paced around the room again, silently swearing that when he got out in the future, he would definitely change to a manager capable of achieving great things.

After pacing, waves of panic set in.

He hated himself for not wearing a top when drinking water at home, and he hated why he wasn’t of age yet, unable to solve even this little thing.

His phone kept vibrating.

Mr. Qin’s phone number kept appearing on the screen, the ringtone like a chanting curse.

He felt suffocated.

Fortunately, even though Tu Yisen couldn’t come out himself, he still found someone to help.

Qin Bao and Feng Chu had only met twice and weren’t familiar enough to go to each other’s homes, so he was very surprised when Feng Chu extended the invitation.

Feng Chu had fooled around in this room multiple times with the school team guys, so he came over familiarly and said enthusiastically: “It’s fine, an empty house is just empty. Listen to me, stay for a couple of days first and then figure something out, alright?”

How could Qin Bao feel right going? He politely declined: “No thanks, I’ll think of something else myself.”

“Think of what? Are you really going to give up your career and bow your head to your family?” Feng Chu said regretfully, “I’ve been following your recent trends, your prospects are so good! Without you, the runway would lose such a beautiful scenery!”

Qin Bao’s face felt hot, but he felt it made a lot of sense; he was indeed quite popular recently.

Feng Chu said: “Who doesn’t have difficult times? We are all friends. If I have difficulties in the future, I won’t be polite with you either.”

“Then… words cannot express my gratitude for such a great favor.” Qin Bao stopped being coy, the prince in distress writing a blank check, “Next time you need something, just ask.”

The two called a car and left just like that.

Before leaving, Qin Bao firmly memorized the name of this hotel. The guest relations manager felt intimidated by his glare. They hadn’t wanted to offend this big shot either, and were complaining bitterly in their hearts.

Halfway through the drive, Feng Chu finally mentioned that the house belonged to Feng Chengyu. Qin Bao was shocked.

Are you crazy?

He sat on his seat as if on pins and needles, caught between going and staying.

“My brother went to the mountains, he won’t be back until next week.”

Feng Chu smiled brightly.

“Besides, why are you acting like a stranger with him!”

Was this a problem of acting like a stranger?

They were eight poles apart, completely unfamiliar with each other!

Feng Chu was someone with no sense of boundaries, daring to bring anyone to his brother’s house. He even said to Qin Bao: “My brother is a very generous person. Before he returned to the country, I often brought classmates over to hang out.”

Qin Bao: “…”

You also know that was “before he returned to the country”.

Seeing that he still had concerns, Feng Chu added: “Just rest assured, I’ve already reported it to him, don’t have any psychological burden.”

Qin Bao was a bit surprised: “He knows I’m going to his house?”

Feng Chu: “Of course, he’s very welcoming.”

Why would he be welcoming?

Thinking of the other party’s cold and proud face, buying takoyaki and now lending him a place to stay, Qin Bao was utterly confused. He didn’t really want the other party’s help.

The house was in a great location, surrounded by a famous commercial district, yet it found quiet amidst the noise, exclusively embracing a man-made lake.

After entering the house, Feng Chu went to pour water to host him, and greeted: “Make yourself at home.”

He really couldn’t make himself at home. Qin Bao felt uncomfortable everywhere.

Why had he been getting entangled with Feng Chengyu so much lately?

The interior design of this house was the work of a master. The style was youthful yet steady and atmospheric. Every time Feng Chu brought classmates here, he had to keep an eye on them, because he always felt those guys were out of place here, afraid they would be clumsy and soil the pure white sofa and expensive carpets.

After pouring the water and coming out to look, Qin Bao was standing in the middle of the room like a swan. His straight and beautiful profile was like an exquisite piece of porcelain. There was no fear of him soiling anything; it simply made one feel the sofa wasn’t white enough and the carpet wasn’t soft enough, making one want to lay a few more thick layers of carpet just for him.

Seeing Feng Chu come out, still wearing a weird smile on his face, Qin Bao cleared his throat and asked: “Ahem, he really isn’t coming back these few days, right?”

It would be quite awkward if they bumped into each other.

“He won’t!” Feng Chu nodded, and afraid that Qin Bao might be disappointed, he added, “Maybe he’ll finish early. If he’s fast, he’ll be back on the weekend!”

In his ten-plus years of life, Qin Bao had never been this down and out.

Since he was already here, he could only endure the humiliation and bear the heavy burden.

“Tell him that I will leave as soon as I think of a solution, and thank him for taking me in.”

“What’s the rush, you can stay as many days as you want.” Feng Chu led him to the guest room, told him how to use the daily necessities, and then said, “Except for some of my brother’s documents, there’s nothing in the house you can’t touch, just use whatever you want. If you want to smoke, there’s a small balcony outside the dining room.”

“En.” Qin Bao said reservedly, “I don’t smoke, and there’s nothing I want to use, I won’t touch things recklessly.”

As a result, he was quickly slapped in the face.

Feng Chu had to go home tonight. Before leaving, he asked Qin Bao if he wanted to eat anything so he could go buy it first. Takeout couldn’t get in here, his brother was on a business trip so the housekeeper was also on holiday, and there was only frozen food in the house.

Qin Bao said he could cook, and then he burned the pot.

He had seen Mama Tao cook at home, and he had also seen Li Nanyue boil chicken breast in the dorm. He figured boiling a few frozen dumplings shouldn’t be too difficult.

Who knew that due to his lack of experience, he put in too little water. He turned on the stove, played a round of a game, and came back to find the pot had boiled dry and turned red, and the wooden handle was scorched pitch-black.

Fortunately, the gas stove had automatically shut off, leaving behind a mess.

Now Qin Bao had no way to act like an invisible person anymore. Last time he had hypoglycemia and ate his takoyaki without even thanking him, and this time he went straight into the house and blew up the kitchen.

It was really going a bit too far.

He accepted his fate, took a photo and sent it to Feng Chu: [What’s your brother’s Dingxun number? I might need to apologize to him.]

Feng Chu was scared to death when he saw the photo: [Qin Bao, are you okay?!]

Qin Bao: [I’m fine, just burned my finger a little, I’ve already rinsed it with cold water.]

Feng Chu: [That’s good, don’t get hurt again! The pot is not important, really!]

After Qin Bao put the cooled-down pot into the sink, Feng Chu’s message came through again: […So, my brother said he doesn’t have Dingxun yet.]

Qin Bao looked at it, unable to believe it.

He wasn’t an ape-man, how could he not have Dingxun? Did he just not want to add him? That was fine, but why find such a ridiculous excuse!

He had to text Feng Chu: [Ask how much this pot costs? I’ll compensate.]

Feng Chu replied “No need to compensate.” He was currently getting scolded by his brother, aggrievedly arguing: “Brother, I was wrong, I shouldn’t have taken things into my own hands, but Little Tang… Qin Bao is really so pitiful, he has no way out. I figured you weren’t home anyway, and sooner or later we’ll be one family. If we don’t help him, who will?”

Feng Chengyu and his secretary were walking on the top of the mountain. A ski park was going to be built there, and the city was currently inspecting it.

Giving him a headache over the phone with this matter, he asked Feng Chu: “Where is the person?”

Feng Chu said: “At the house… he was a bit unwilling, it was because I specifically said you agreed that he stayed.”

Feng Chengyu felt his temples throbbing.

“You don’t know him, it’s really not easy for him. He put in so much effort, yet the people in the Qin family don’t support him at all.”

“He told you that?”

Feng Chu was stumped: “…Not exactly, Tu Yisen told me.”

“…”

“Really! When Qin Bao was young, he was originally learning street dance outside. His teacher happened to know someone in the industry and suggested he try modeling. He’s even two years younger than me, but back then he dared to hide it from his family, sneaking off to train during his street dance classes. Practicing posture, practicing runway walking, his body was covered in bruises everywhere, the soles of his feet full of blood blisters. He forcefully pushed through without telling anyone, and won first place his very first time competing! He was the rookie model champion that year!”

This guy spoke of Qin Bao’s experiences as familiarly as listing his own family’s treasures; he had definitely inquired a lot behind the scenes.

He had even shown off Qin Bao’s autograph, a true fan.

“En.” Feng Chengyu’s tone was very light. “And then?”

“I know, you’re going to say there is no accidental success, and the effort behind it is all very arduous. But it’s too bitter, ah. He doesn’t even dare to eat a proper meal, can’t get his family’s understanding, and they even force him to give it up. If it weren’t for his career, who would want to starve themselves this thin…”

Feng Chengyu didn’t speak.

Feng Chu couldn’t gauge his thoughts and was still muttering: “Even if he isn’t your person, he’s still my friend. Can’t you just treat it like before, when I brought a regular classmate over to hang out? Such a beautiful Omega is very dangerous out there…”

Secretary: “Mr. Feng?”

Feng Chengyu gestured for the secretary not to wait. Seeming to adjust his emotions, after a while he finally said to Feng Chu: “Next time, you are not allowed to act first and report later.”

Having obtained permission, Feng Chu guiltily flattered him: “Yes, sir! Brother, you are simply a soft-hearted god!”