Didi Fighter [Rebirth]

Qin Mujin saw exactly who Chu Yan was from the check-in records entered by the computer at the front desk of the hotel.

With just one glance, I felt that being able to get in touch with this person was definitely done after he was drunk.

Judging from his appearance, this person is cold-hearted and has a strong murderous spirit. He is a hard stubble. If you can avoid provoking him, you should definitely walk around.

People who can read and tell fortunes will always subconsciously look at the person's fate and temperament at the first glance.

Whether to say it or not is the second thing to do, but occupational diseases are like this, it is completely a subconscious move.

Even the ID photo, which is famous for its ugliness, does not affect the handsomeness of the person in the photo at all. The thin peach eyes make people feel that he looks at you with affection, the tall nose bridge and the strong outline, and A pair of tightly pursed thin lips.

Very handsome.

He is not the same handsome as Xiao Chen. If Xiao Chen looks like a well-dressed white-collar in the industry, then this person is a clean and sharp dagger, with the determination and ability to hurt people.

Peach blossom eyes are affectionate, coupled with tough facial features and thin lips, this person is definitely a cruel and ruthless master.

These messages flashed through Qin Mujin's mind, and she was secretly glad that she was not thrown on the road by this person.

If he knew that it was thanks to his eyes that he wasn't thrown on the road, he didn't know how he would feel.

But at this time, he already knew the general information about Chu Yan, and he didn't need to stay any longer. He ran out desperately yesterday, and his mother, Ms. Zheng, was still sick in bed. Thinking of this, he felt even more anxious to go home.

After thanking the front desk manager, Qin Mujin walked out of the hotel and called a taxi to head home.

His family lived on the sixth floor. When he got out of the elevator, he found the door of the house was open. He was shocked. Did something happen at home?

Although I knew it was only one day, but it has been nine years since he stood here again.

In his last life, he fled unfilially, except that he learned that he was gay from the campus post bar and was exposed, and his parents retired early. He didn't know the rest, and he had no face to return to this warm home.

Therefore, when he saw the door was open at this moment, he was anxious and timid in his heart.

Suddenly, the phone in his hand rang, and the caller showed that the caller was his father.

This incoming call seemed to give him great courage. He walked into the house, only to find that his mother was asleep on the sofa, her brows were tightly furrowed.

And his father, Qin Hongru, was sitting at the other end holding a mobile phone and calling him.

"dad……"

After only yelling, he didn't know what to say, he had thousands of words in his heart, but at this moment he couldn't say a single word.

"Is Xiaojin back?"

Before Qin Hongru could respond, Zheng Rujin sat up from the sofa suddenly, with an eager tone of deep hope.

"Mom, I'm back."

With a sore nose, Qin Mujin quickly walked to the sofa and hugged her mother who was crying with joy.

Mom, my son is back, and this time, my son will never mess up again.

Qin Mujin secretly promised in her heart.

"Just come back, just come back."

Zheng Rujin held her son who was taller than herself in her arms, and repeated this sentence incoherently, feeling an unspeakable panic in her heart.

She just had a dream, dreaming that her son went to the south alone on the train, and never came back since then...

Yesterday, Xiaojin's cell phone couldn't get through no matter what, she and Lao Qin didn't dare to go to the bedroom to sleep, fearing that their son who didn't bring the key came back and knocked on the door and they couldn't hear them.

At dawn today, she opened the door and waited for her son to walk in and call her mom at some point.

Qin Mujin tugged at the white shirt that looked like an old pickle, and said with a wry smile:

"Mom, I'll take a shower first, and I'll tell you about the rest when I come out."

Zheng Rujin nodded, "Come on, mom will cook for you."

He watched Qin Mujin enter the bathroom, but Qin Hongru never said a word except for the worry that disappeared from his eyes the moment he saw his son.

Qin Mujin walked into the bathroom, put a tub of warm water in the bathtub, and stripped off all the clothes on her body from the inside to the outside in disgust.

Without thinking about it, I threw it into the washing machine.

After washing the alcohol and sweat stains under the disheveled hair, he soaked in the bathtub. At this time, all the things related to Xiao Chen were in his mind.

At that time, it was just ordinary bits and pieces. After nine years of repeated chewing, now every strand is clear and infinite.

On the day he went to practice, it happened that Xiao Chen came to the school to discuss the donation of the laboratory building and the teaching building. He was walking on the campus path when a man on a bicycle suddenly stopped beside him and asked him about the teaching building. Where.

He raised his head, Xiao Chen sat on the bicycle with one foot on the ground, his sunny and cheerful image was deeply imprinted in Qin Mujin's heart like his name.

He told him the address, the man kicked on the bike, turned his head and smiled, thanked him and left.

Just one question and one answer, as well as a light thank you, made him fall in love with that special man at first sight, but at that time he didn't know the name of that man, let alone whether that man was like him.

It's just that at that moment, emotion was faster than reason, and he first developed a good impression of him.

He liked Xiao Chen, but he didn't dare to calculate whether the two of them were destined. He picked up the five emperors' money several times and didn't throw it, because he didn't want to know the bad result.

Holding the mentality of an ostrich, he forcibly refrained from looking at Xiao Chen's fate. At this moment, thinking about it, he has been fortune-telling for others but has never calculated his own fate. Xiao Chen was his calamity, but he lost without hesitation .

Nine years is enough.

It was only when he got up to dry himself and put on his clothes that he remembered that there was still a note left by Chu Yan in the outer pocket of his jeans.

Secretly yelled that it was bad, and hurriedly jumped to the washing machine to search.

And the water in the washing machine has already soaked the sticky note into a soft slag that breaks when touched.

He patted his head annoyed, but bumped into the place where he hit at noon, it was soaked in water and glowed red, and he grinned in pain.

According to intermittent memories, he seemed to be arguing with the driver?

Ten Rolls-Royce Phantoms?Fortunately, he can blow it out!

Qin Mujin covered her face and wished she could transform into a little fairy boy and use a spell to turn back time.Later, it seemed that I vomited on someone's luxury car...

Thinking of the series of embarrassing things I did, I deeply felt that I should try my best to find that person to thank him.

Even if the person named Chu Yan is not easy to provoke, but he has already provoked him. If he can't be kind, he is afraid that there will be some bad consequences...

But don't rush, as long as he is from city B, no, as long as he is from country Z, he, Qin Mujin, can find them all.

The author has something to say: Talk about death in a small theater

Wuhui (laughing wildly on his hips): Surprised or not?Is it surprising?You want to cheat my son with sky-high IOUs, Backgammon washing machine, where there is something to do, you don’t have to worry about my son anymore...cough cough.

Chu Yan (raised eyebrows): Hehe, you will have to pay back sooner or later if you come out to mess around, you cheated my baby, don't settle accounts with me in the future!