The Love of Passerby A

Chapter 651 Who is Who’s Childhood Friend (4)

Qi Zhihan stood at the door, looking at the backs of his brother and Su Xiangran leaving together, feeling an indescribable sense of loss in his heart.

He had to admit that he did have special feelings for Su Xiangran, but these feelings were gradually buried by the years.

The two had known each other for so long that he had forgotten the pure and passionate admiration he had in his youth.

The young boy Mu Ai was eventually forgotten by him in the past.

As time goes by, life gradually becomes monotonous and lacks freshness.

Qi Zhihan was bored with this monotonous life, so he resolutely chose a different path - becoming a racing driver.

This is not only his pursuit of freedom, but also a rebellion against boring life.

At the beginning, when the Qi family was raising their two children, they discovered that the eldest son Qi Zhiqing was keen on academic research, while the younger son Qi Zhihan had greater potential to inherit the family business.

However, as we get older, everything changes, especially when rebellion comes.

The eldest son still maintained a stable personality without much fluctuation; on the contrary, the younger son, who had always been well-behaved, suddenly became difficult to control.

Faced with this situation, Qi Dongyue decided after careful consideration not to force his children to participate in the company's management.

There are many professional managers in society today who can be hired to manage company affairs, which may be more reliable than letting family members get involved directly.

On the other hand, some old friends often support their children in starting their own businesses, and their families decline faster.

Therefore, even though Qi Dongyue and Song Fei had complaints about Qi Zhihan's choice, they did not stop him from pursuing his dream, and even invested a large sum of money in their youngest son's studio.

However, they also had a trick up their sleeve. The invested funds were not counted in Qi Zhihan's name, but the shares were held in their own hands.

Normally, I don't interfere with the development of the studio, but once a problem occurs, I can grasp the overall situation in a timely manner.

This was a protection for Qi Zhihan, but in the eyes of his son it became a shackle for him.

Of course, this also became the fuse that caused Qi Zhihan and the original owner to drift further and further apart.

Girls generally mature earlier than boys.

The original owner's parents died early. Although she still had her grandfather by her side, her thoughts were always more mature than her peers.

Know what you want and what path you will take in the future early on.

Such an original owner often had a fatal attraction to those "sunny boys" in her youth. In addition, she was also good-looking, so she could be regarded as a recognized school belle.

The original owner met all of Qi Zhihan's requirements for a first love during adolescence, and also made Qi Zhihan the object of envy in school.

But later on, the mature advice "turned" into annoying nagging, and the thoughtfulness and understanding made Qi Zhihan feel that the other party didn't need him.

When his personal heroism is not satisfied, Qi Zhihan often doubts himself.

So when the original owner said that he was going to participate in closed training, Qi Zhihan subconsciously thought that this was a good thing. He felt that he had finally gotten rid of the suffocating feeling of being "disciplined" by others.

He Chenghuan's appearance was very coincidental. Her personality, situation, experience, and her dependence on Qi Zhihan made him feel very powerful.

The satisfaction of being needed and the sense of accomplishment of successfully doing something are things he had never experienced from the original owner.

The biggest reason why Qi Zhihan unconditionally protects He Chenghuan is that he thinks the other person is a "poor little thing" who needs protection.

But he never thought that after "reaching out" to He Chenghuan, it meant that that important person would completely disappear from his world.

Maybe he had thought about it, but he was just not ready.

When Qi Zhihan still thought that the other party was angry with him, she had already become his "sister-in-law", and before long she even became the mother of his nephew or niece.

Qi Zhihan opened a drawer in his room, which was filled with gifts she had given him in the past.

These things are actually his treasured collection, but he hasn't taken them out to look at them for a long time.

I picked up a portrait at random. It was taken when two people traveled to a city one year and asked a local to draw a portrait sketch together. In the portrait, both people were smiling happily.

As his hand gently touched the drawing paper, Qi Zhihan felt an indescribable sadness in his heart.

His eyes slowly scanned the picture, and suddenly he noticed a surprising detail.

In the upper right corner of the painting, a blurry human figure appears in the street scene casually sketched by the painter.

Although the facial features were not clear, Qi Zhihan's intuition told him that the figure was his elder brother, Qi Zhiqing.

Anger instantly surged in Qi Zhihan's heart, and he wanted to tear off the corner with Qi Zhiqing's picture in it.

However, perhaps because the paper had been left for too long and lacked necessary protection, or perhaps because Qi Zhihan was in a very bad mood at the moment and could not control the strength in his hands well, he ended up tearing the paper in the wrong direction.

Not only that, because he used too much force, the half with Xiao Su's painting on it was also torn off.

In the end, the portrait in Qi Zhihan's hand was torn into two halves, presenting a strange but inevitable combination: Qi Zhiqing and Xiao Su on the street corner were in the same composition, while Qi Zhihan's portrait was on the other half of the drawing paper.

Looking at the sketch in his hand that had been torn into two halves, Qi Zhihan's emotions were completely out of control, and tears flowed out of his eyes like a dam breaking.