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He Xingwang rarely spoke sweet words.
But every time he did, Chi Suisui couldn’t help but be moved.
Although Qi Churui said he wasn’t listening to his sister and brother-in-law’s conversation, seeing his sister’s sparkling eyes made him curious.
One was his idol, the other his sister.
He quietly perked up his ears.
Chi Suisui gently tapped his forehead and smiled as she replied, “Don’t worry. I’ll be there on time.”
How could she miss her husband’s competition?
Actually, Chi Suisui rarely went to watch He Xingwang’s competitions in person. Before university, she wasn’t someone who paid much attention to sports.
It was usually Jiang Huizuo from the He family who invited her.
Looking back now, it might not have been unrelated to fostering feelings between the two of them.
“I heard Churui is here too?” He Xingwang asked.
“Yes.” Chi Suisui looked at Qi Churui. “Do you want to talk to him? He couldn’t hold back earlier.”
He Xingwang chuckled, “Alright.”
He didn’t have any siblings and found Chi Suisui and Qi Churui’s interaction quite special. He treated Churui like a younger brother.
Qi Churui took the phone and first took a deep breath.
“It’s not like it’s your first phone call,” Chi Suisui teased. “You’ve already met him in person; what’s a phone call?”
“…”
Qi Churui thought to himself that his sister didn’t understand.
He spoke, “Brother-in-law.”
He Xingwang hummed softly and warmly said, “I saw your college entrance exam results. I haven’t had a chance to congratulate you yet.”
Qi Churui’s eyebrows instantly shot up. “It’s nothing special.”
He Xingwang said, “No need to be modest.”
Qi Churui was genuinely shy this time.
“What I just said to your sister—you should also be careful. Don’t eat random things,” He Xingwang added again. “Safety is important.”
“Mm!”
Qi Churui nodded heavily, deciding to keep a close eye on his sister.
After hanging up, he glanced directly at the Kanto stew in Chi Suisui’s hand and said, “Sister, after finishing this, no more eating.”
Chi Suisui said, “Have you been bribed by your brother-in-law?”
Qi Churui replied, “I’m thinking for your own good.”
Chi Suisui didn’t believe him, but He Xingwang’s advice wasn’t wrong. After finishing the food in her hand, she stopped buying random snacks.
After dinner that night, she went out for a walk with Song Miaoli.
The nights were usually quiet, but not recently—it was almost sleepless. Neon lights illuminated the streets, making them bright.
The streets were filled with blonde-haired, blue-eyed foreigners.
There were also many Chinese people.
Chi Suisui and Song Miaoli weren’t particularly conspicuous among them.
“You and He Xingwang are in the same city but separated by such a distance, unable to meet,” Song Miaoli clicked her tongue twice.
“Can your thoughts be any more proper?” Chi Suisui glared at her.
“Isn’t this from the perspective of you as a couple?” Song Miaoli smiled brightly. “A reasonable assumption.”
Chi Suisui carefully studied her.
Song Miaoli had taken off her white coat and was wearing a beautiful dress, vibrant like a flower, hard for anyone not to like.
Whether it was because of her face or because of testing, eventually falling in love didn’t seem strange.
Chi Suisui remembered Gu Nanyan’s words—to make Song Miaoli admit it herself.
Song Miaoli had acted recklessly for so many years, only wanting to date Gu Nanyan. It wasn’t deceiving feelings, but perhaps she would truly fall for Gu Nanyan.
“What are you looking at me for?”
Song Miaoli touched her face.
“For being too pretty.” Chi Suisui came back to her senses and curved her lips. “You’ve taken so much leave. Didn’t the hospital say anything?”
“Of course they did, but it doesn’t matter.” Song Miaoli said.
“If you quit, your title as the most beautiful doctor at Second Hospital will be given away, right?” Chi Suisui asked.
“I’ll be the flower wherever I go.” Song Miaoli hesitated for a moment and then became lively again. “I’ll arrange a private hospital soon.”
What was once a joke—He Xingwang had opened a news agency for Chi Suisui over six months ago.
Her private hospital needed to be arranged soon too.
Chi Suisui was amused by her sudden determination.
Song Miaoli acted immediately and called Song Chengrui: “Arui, what about that hospital you promised to open for me? Did you forget?”
Song Chengrui was shocked by this sudden statement.
“Why aren’t you speaking? Are you trying to back out?”
“I’ll open it, open it!” Song Chengrui said helplessly. “Let me check what plots are available in Nancheng recently.”
Song Miaoli hung up, satisfied.
“…”
Song Chengrui listened to the dial tone, feeling speechless.
After wandering around for half an hour, Chi Suisui returned to the hotel.
Tokyo’s time was one hour ahead of China. It was 10 PM here, while it was just past 9 PM back home—a perfect time to lie in bed and surf the internet.
Qi Churui had trended in the afternoon, and although his position had dropped, it wasn’t low.
Chi Suisui clicked in.
The popular Weibo post was a short video clip from the live stream, less than a minute long, but both she and Qi Churui appeared clearly in high definition.
[Isn’t this the top scorer brother from a while ago?]
[Both a top scholar and handsome—help, I’m dead!!]
[Chi Suisui never mentioned this brother before. How high are their parents’ looks??]
[I believe my boyfriend is still in high school.]
[The country should assign one to me soon!]
[He looks like such a good kid! I’ll beat my gaming-addicted brother first!]
[Sob sob sob sob, so good-looking!!]
[Studying truly changes fate. Suisui and her brother should both do well.]
Thanks to Chi Suisui’s previous deeply ingrained image of poverty, Qi Churui was initially seen by many netizens as an ordinary youth.
But it was quickly pointed out by netizens—
[No, the school this younger brother attended was an international school, even a prestigious one with very expensive tuition fees.]
This highly-rated comment immediately sparked heated discussions.
However, netizens’ imaginations ran wild, easily coming up with various possibilities.
“Farmers may not necessarily be that poor.”
“Chi Suisui might not be that poor either.”
“It’s possible for an ordinary family to support one child. Take some parents nowadays as an example.”
“This makes Chi Suisui’s childhood betrothal partner seem slightly better.”
The moment this last comment appeared, netizens instantly recalled the childhood betrothal incident that had previously trended due to a dating variety show.
If Chi Suisui wasn’t that poor and came from a normal family, her childhood betrothal partner wouldn’t necessarily be some uncouth man.
It could be the boy next door or a childhood friend.
Thinking this way, netizens suddenly felt relieved—it was good it wasn’t a disastrous match—though now it didn’t seem that great either.
The happiest ones were naturally Chi Suisui’s fans.
Her Weibo exploded, whether it was private messages or comments, all filled with her fans’ exclamations of congratulations.
Chi Suisui skimmed through some of them.
She didn’t bother explaining the various online speculations.
The internet worked like this—once she appeared, marketing accounts and media would flock to the scene, using this topic for traffic.
Anyway, these family background guesses didn’t affect her much.
Besides, almost all the trending topics were Olympics-related, and the competition starting in two days was heating up.
Even ordinary people would feel their blood boil.
This was a competition for the country.
Chi Suisui opened He Xingwang’s chat window, her bright eyes curving slightly as she sent a message: [Good night.]
She thought he would be asleep by now, but unexpectedly received a reply.
He Xingwang: [Good night.]
The weather in Tokyo in July wasn’t particularly hot.
“These are gifts from the fans outside,” Chi Suisui went out once in the morning and brought back several small national flags.
The group going to watch the competition consisted of nearly a dozen people.
“One for each person,” Qi Xincheng said.
“Are there stickers for faces too? Do you want them?” Chi Suisui took out another item. “Like this.”
She gestured on her own face.
“This is inappropriate,” Qi Xincheng saw her doing this and immediately opposed it. “Sticking things on your face isn’t good for the skin.”
“It won’t hurt.”
But despite saying so, Chi Suisui didn’t put anything on her face.
Su Mian joined them today, as a small fan who hardly slept all night: “Boss, my heart is racing so fast. Feel it.”
She grabbed Chi Suisui’s hand.
Chi Suisui laughed: “Mind the occasion.”
“Don’t worry. If you faint, I can still save you,” Song Miaoli chuckled beside them.
“I see I can’t calm down,” Su Mian muttered.
“Why calm down?” Chi Suisui raised an eyebrow: “Today is about cheering.”
In just a few words, Su Mian was stirred up again.
The group headed straight to the arena where the shooting competition was held. They originally lived close by, just a nine o’clock drive away, and were directly dropped off there.
There were truly many people at the venue.
By the time they sat down, it was already several minutes later.
“The qualification round starts at twelve o’clock,” Chi Suisui checked the schedule: “The finals are at two-thirty in the afternoon.”
Basically, the results would be known in two to three hours.
Chi Suisui inexplicably grew nervous.
Below the arena were countless staff members clearing the field. The competition would begin soon.
“The first gold medal of the morning will be ours. If we get another one, we’ll have two golds right from the start,” a viewer from the row below was chatting.
“He Shen definitely will get it.”
“All of his old rivals are here this time.”
The two clearly were fans of He Xingwang, talking about many things, some of which Chi Suisui didn’t even pay attention to.
Song Miaoli suddenly leaned over and asked meaningfully: “Suisui, will He Xingwang make the media go crazy again this time?”
“What do you mean by ‘go crazy’?”
“Last time when he announced his marriage, foreign media widely reported it. This is the Olympics, with more viewers than single shooting events. If he says something, guess what happens?”
Chi Suisui tilted her head, “I guess nothing much.”
Song Miaoli said, “Alright, I know you’re very calm.”
While joking around, the staff below had already moved away, and the athletes began entering. The arena erupted in loud cheers.
Voices in various languages came from countless countries.
The Chinese team’s uniforms stood out vividly, vibrant and eye-catching.
The specially gathered fans in the stands couldn’t hold back anymore, screaming and waving their national flags.
The sound of phone cameras clicking was endless.
The men standing in the front row below wore identical red national team uniforms, the zippers on their collars not high, revealing slender necks and faint collarbones.
Their features were deep and three-dimensional, their nonchalant expressions clear and moving.
“Ahhhhhhh He Shen is killing me today!”
“I want to rush down right now!!”
“He’s making that expression again! Every time it makes me unable to resist! Kwsl!”
Among the countless cheering spectators, a short-haired girl sitting diagonally in front of Chi Suisui seemed quite calm, which surprised her.
So there were still people who weren’t fans of He Xingwang.
Before she could finish reflecting, the girl she thought was “not a He Xingwang fan” clutched her chest and looked up: “Why did he get married so early?”
“…”
Chi Suisui remained expressionless. Yes, he got married early.
The fan sitting not far from her, and as He Xingwang’s wife, hearing such words made her feel rather strange.
It didn’t feel like much online, but being at the scene was shocking.
Whether for He Xingwang or for the motherland, in such an occasion, everyone present had only one purpose, one expectation.
Su Mian felt ashamed: “I’m not enthusiastic enough.”
Song Miaoli sighed: “Suisui has countless love rivals.”
During the brief entrance time, He Xingwang standing far below also glanced at the stands. His deep gaze captured the person he wanted to see within seconds.
Their eyes met.
Chi Suisui waved her small national flag, her red lips curving slightly, giving a faint smile: “I’ve never had a love rival.”
That word had never appeared in her world.