Why Did The Good Ol’ Enemy Force The Marriage?

l Capital from the borderline of the fourth galaxy.”

“Then you are amazing!” Cecilie gave a thumbs up and finished her sincere praise, then started talking about gossip in front of the subject’s owner.
“Seven years ago, Qi Qing said this when he left the imperial capital Ankara.”

She cleared her throat: “‘Ji Xingjue, if I come back alive, you will pay the price of being a traitor’.”

The newcomer’s eyes widened at once, and he was at a loss astonished and incomprehensible.
The gaze towards Ji Xingjue was filled with horror and hesitation.

Ji Xingjue pretended to think calmly for a moment, and then slowly said, “I will immediately withdraw from the project team, and drive to the port before the Imperial City Traffic Police Brigade caught me, and take the nearest private starship to leave the Imperial City…”

“It will be easier for Qi Qing to deal with you.” Cecilie said sympathetically, “Don’t forget, it’s his territory in space, and no one in the empire can screw that madman now.”

Ji Xingjue was silent for three seconds before returning to his small room.

He knew how this Qi Qing person could be the domineering, nasty, twisty, careful and unreasonable he was; he knew better than anyone else.

After all, he had grown up with this person until he was seventeen years old―from a certain point of view, he knew him better than his loving parents.

After the fallout, the two of them were obviously studying on the same planet, but they never met again.

He had also been to Qi Qing’s house several times, and never encountered Qi Qing each time.

Until graduation, he continued to study, and Qi Qing graduated from the military academy to join the army.
They looked at each other at a banquet.
Ji Xingjue deliberately dispelled the old hatred, and raised his glass with a smile, but Qi Qing just averted his eyes, not giving him even a glance.

After that, Qi Qing went to the front line for seven consecutive years without returning to the Imperial Capital.

Ji Xingjue sat on the bed, turned on his personal terminal, and browsed all the news that he hadn’t seen for the past few days.

The latest computing was a photo of Qi Qing at the honoring ceremony.
Unlike the thinner figure of a young man in his memory, Qi Qing was wearing the most formal and gorgeous commander uniform of the empire.
He was sturdy and tall, with just a profile photo, he appeared to look sharp and oppressing. 

Ji Xingjue clicked on the terminal again, typed in the album password proficiently, brought up the photo of the two of them from before and took a look at them―I couldn’t beat him when I was a teenager, and the visual inspection is now even worse.

He flicked the screen and sighed: Switched off.

Can the funds for next year be approved?

After being passive for half an hour, the terminal with no vision began to beep again, reminding him to go on a blind date.

Ji Xingjue pinched his eyebrows: “Not going.”

Personal terminal voice reminder: “If you don’t go, your teacher will have the 137th serious illness this year.”

Ji Xingjue: “……”

He took off his coffee-stained shirt, casually put on a T-shirt, with a thermostatic jacket on the outside, and walked out the door with heavy steps.

A group of colleagues outside were still discussing the feasibility of arresting him and giving him to Qi Qing as a sign of loyalty and applying the funds for the next year at the same time.
Everyone could go to jail and rescue him again later afterwards, and it was okay to have a broken arm and a leg, as long as the head was still there.
Everyone who studied bionic technology, rolling up your sleeves and installing prosthetics wasn’t easy.

Hearing the opening of the door, everyone shook their bodies and asked with concern: “Professor Ji, do you want to go out? Where are you going? What are you going to do? Are you coming back? When will you be back?”

The expression on their faces was so concerns that he would just run away.

“…” Ji Xingjue wondered how he could raise such a group of gadgets, “Blind date.”

He left the word coldly as he pushed the door and left.

Cecilie was taken aback, and shouted at the top of her lungs: “Don’t forget! Eighteen hours later, you will go to Qi Qing’s office with me and apply for next year’s project funding!”

The little fat man felt his throat hurt and his ears ache.
Uncovering his ears, he realized, “What did he just say?”

“Blind date.” Cecilie nodded, “Blind date!”

“…At this time and he’s still in the mood to go on a blind date,” The little fat man thought for a while, applauding, “It seems that he is in a very stable state of mind now.”　

Ji Xingjue left a bunch of unscrupulous colleagues behind him, went downstairs to find his own private hovering car that was accumulating dust, and drove around to Tike Hotel.

He was either too early or too late to arrive at the top garden, it was exactly six o’clock when he arrived.

Although he had been scolded by many people as “poor and shabby”, Ji Xingjue’s temperament was actually quite elegant and calm, with a pleasing sense of rhythm in his behavior.
The blind date girl arrived a while earlier, and the moment she saw him, her eyes brightened, her anxiety faded like a tide, showing off pleasant surprise and shyness: “Are you Professor Ji? Hello… You are very different from what I thought! I thought you guys called professors are all in middle age.”

Ji Xingjue nodded in agreement: “As far as some old concepts of ancient earth people are concerned, I am now about to enter middle age, and my mentality is getting older.”

The girl: “…”

You are really good at talking.

Ji Xingjue sat in the opposite, grinned, and skillfully said, “I’ll start first.”

Girl: “?”

“Ji Xingjue, biological sex is male, biological age is 28 years old, he still has foreign debts, his annual salary is not enough,” Ji Xingjue looked affectionately into the other’s eyes, “At present, there is another terrible enemy who has returned to the Imperial Capital and may take my life at any time.
Miss, would you like to fly with me and flee the Imperial Capital in ten minutes?”

Ten minutes later.

Ji Xingjue gracefully sent the girl into the hovering car on the side of the road, then turned and got into his small broken car.

The girl numbly turned on the personal terminal and sent a word to the enthusiastic matchmaker:

Uncle, please don’t introduce me to a mental disorder.