A Weak Passerby | BL, EDITED MTL

Chapter 94: Meeting an acquaintance

Zhao Jiayan didn't expect that this young man from Ji Zijin would care so much about their names, no, about Liu Qingzhi's name.

He originally thought that the young man would ignore him when he asked his name, and was probably not interested in the small talk of exchanging names, but he didn't expect that he was quite concerned about Zhige's first name and last name.

But if you think about it, everything is correct.

After all, the boy was held back by Brother Zhi with an ice blade, so it is not an exaggeration to say that he was subdued in an instant. Young people are full of youth and are somewhat arrogant. This guy named Ji Zijin should not have a low status among those people just now. I think he is a man who is very confident in his own strength.

In this situation, Brother Zhi suppressed it without any effort.

Even if he didn't show it on the surface, he must be very concerned about the result in his heart. Maybe he has secretly regarded Liu Qingzhi as an opponent that he must surpass.

The more Zhao Jiayan thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case.

He stroked his chin, raised his eyes, and looked Ji Zijin up and down meaningfully.

Apart from anything else, this young man is quite handsome.

Although his face is a little dark, his body is upright and his back is straight, like a green young poplar, with a bit of youthful vigor.

Seeing that Zhao Jiayan didn't answer him, but just stared at him with a meaningful look, Ji Zijin pursed his lips and pretended not to care and said, "If you don't want to tell me, forget it. I just think that since I told you your name, you should also tell me your name. Of course, I'm just asking casually. If you don't tell me, I won't..."

"Alright, alright..." Zhao Jiayan interrupted him with a smile: "Young man Jin, if you want to know our names, just be frank..."

Ji Zijin's ears turned red when he was hit on the head. He was about to say something in reply, but Zhao Jiayan spoke first, interrupting his words: "My name is Zhao Jiayan."

After Zhao Jiayan finished speaking, he looked at Liu Qingzhi and Huo Lin and told Ji Zijin their names respectively.

Although Zhao Jiayan mentioned Liu Qingzhi and Huo Lin's names one after another, Ji Zijin seemed to have only heard the three words "Liu Qingzhi" and repeated them several times in a low voice.

As if to remember this name firmly.

When he repeated it for the last time, there was a strong desire to win in his eyes.

It was obvious that he really regarded Liu Qingzhi as his opponent.

While leading the way diagonally in front, his eyes would glance at Liu Qingzhi from time to time.

His gaze had hidden intentions, but they were not hidden at all. 

When the other party looked at him for the seventh time.

Liu Qingzhi raised his eyelids, and a hint of nonchalance appeared in his lacquered pupils. He glanced at the boy indifferently and asked calmly, "Why, do you want to change the bow to something else?"

Ji Zijin: "...!!!"

Ji Zijin just felt a little embarrassed about being caught stealing a glance at the person, but that was completely gone because of Liu Qingzhi's words.

He couldn't help rolling his eyes, and the next second, as if he thought of something, he touched the bow on the back of his head in angrily.

Several minutes had passed.