man god tell me to die

After bidding farewell to Mrs. Wang, Zhou Qiyan returned to Zhao's old house in a daze.The old house still looked dilapidated and desolate, but Zhou Qiyan seemed to see the helpless little boy from the empty room.

No wonder he is so insecure, no wonder he is afraid of the dark...

"How scared he is..."

Zhou Qiyan took out the photo he picked up earlier, looked at the black and thin little boy on it, and thought to himself: "God made you grow up like this, so I don't blame him. Then there is me... "

In the evening, Zhao Zixin and Zhao's mother returned to Zhao's old house.The moment Zhou Qiyan saw him, he wanted to jump over and hug him, but because Zhao's mother was there, he could only hold back himself, with a sullen face.

The three of them were not in a high mood, so they ordered some takeaway at random, and finished their meal in silence.

Mother Zhao finished eating first, put down the bowls and chopsticks, and went into the room where she lived before.

Zhao Zixin also quickly ate a few mouthfuls, and motioned Zhou Qiyan to go and see her.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar room, no matter how much she tried to hypnotize herself, Mother Zhao couldn't help feeling sorry for her.

Zhao Zixin walked in, held her shoulders from behind, and said softly, "It's all over, Mom."

Without looking back, she patted Zhao Zixin's hand, and she said, "It's over, it's all over."

Back in the room where he had just eaten, Zhao Zixin saw Zhou Qiyan sitting at the dining table with a sullen face, guarding the table leftovers, looking decadent to death.

Sighing in his heart, Zhao Zixin walked over and began to clean up the dishes on the table, and said as he cleaned up, "What's wrong with you? You have been in a bad mood since we came back. It's not that I don't want you to go to the police station today, we just What are you going to do with a dead man? And..."

Snatching the rubbish from his hand, Zhou Qiyan silently tidied it up and ran out to throw it away.

Staring blankly at his performance, Zhao Zixin didn't know what kind of madness he was going into.

After throwing away the garbage and coming back, Zhou Qiyan closed the door, walked over and hugged Zhao Zixin tightly in his arms.

Pulling his clothes, Zhao Zixin said: "You, take it easy, I'm going to be strangled to death by you." His tone was rather difficult.

However, Zhou Qiyan seemed unmoved, still hugged him tightly, and said in a muffled voice, "I know everything."

"What do you know? I didn't look for anyone else outside." Zhao Zixin joked after he paused for a few seconds without understanding what he was talking about.

Hearing his joke, Zhou Qiyan didn't want to laugh at all.His heart throbbed with pain, and the pain was so painful that he was about to suffer from insufficient blood supply, and his brain was starved of oxygen.

"I know everything." Zhou Qiyan repeated, his voice choked with sobs. "I know all the things you kept from me."

...Hiding things from you?Zhao Zixin was silent for a moment, then sighed, "I didn't deliberately hide it from you, there is nothing to say."

"I don't blame you for hiding it from me, I just feel distressed."

Feeling liquid slipping onto his neck, the cool touch made Zhao Zixin tremble, and immediately he said, "Crying?"

There was no response from above, but the crying sound seemed more and more uncontrollable.

Putting his arms around Zhou Qiyan's neck, Zhao Zixin moved his upper body with difficulty, raised his head, and gently kissed away his tears, saying, "Hey...why are you crying..."

Tears kept coming, and Zhou Qiyan's words were a little vague: "It's over, it's all over." While talking, he patted Zhao Zixin's back with his hands.

Zhou Qiyan's appearance of comforting him while crying made Zhao Zixin feel funny and cute, and nodded in agreement, he said: "Okay, don't cry."

When Zhou Qiyan calmed down a little, Zhao Zixin pulled him to the bedside and poured water for him.

"This child, crying so much, must be out of water." He thought secretly.

Zhou Qiyan, who gradually calmed down, sat by the bed and regretted alone. He obviously planned to comfort Zhao Zixin, but why did he end up crying by himself in the end, instead of him comforting me?

A glass of water was handed to him, Zhou Qiyan took the glass with one hand and put it aside, grabbed the slender white hand with the other, let him sit next to him.

"How do you know?" Zhao Zixin asked after sitting down.

"I met Grandma Wang at the opposite door."

Hearing Grandma Wang, a kind and kind smile appeared in Zhao Zixin's mind, and it was indeed thanks to them when she was a child. "I don't have time today, I'm going to see them tomorrow," he said.

Trying to control his emotions, Zhou Qiyan decided to break up with Zhao Zixin and have a chat. He could see that Zhao Zixin was still running away, and he hoped that he could really untie the knot.

"Do you hate him?" Zhou Qiyan asked.

After thinking about it, Zhao Zixin said: "Hate..." "Hate well! I hate him too, I hate him to death! Even if he is your father, he can't treat you like that!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Qiyan interrupted him. Zhao Zixin pressed Zhou Qiyan's arm that was so excited that he was waving, and said, "Don't be so excited!"

Realizing that he was a little bit out of control again, Zhou Qiyan took his hand again, and hurriedly said: "You don't need to forgive him, but you can't punish yourself because of him, let alone because he is alone. And lose hope for all."

Before Zhao Zixin could speak, Zhou Qiyan continued: "You can't abandon me because of him. I'm not the same as him."

After watching him for a while, Zhao Zixin squeezed his hand and said, "Why are you so stupid, you were Erha in your last life, right?"

If you want to say whether you hate Zhao's father or not, you must have hated him.But after all, he is his own father and cannot choose.Apart from hating him, Zhao Zixin was thinking more about how to get rid of him.

After leaving him, he found that he seemed to have lost the direction of his efforts.

Peace is a blessing, it is good to be able to breathe.

It's not that he hasn't looked forward to the future, it's just that he looks forward to it more times. The disappointment and darkness day after day make him hide the self who loves life and live step by step.

But perhaps he himself didn't realize that from the moment Zhou Qiyan's accident appeared, he had already begun to change.

Raising his hand to hold Zhou Qiyan's face and rubbing it, Zhao Zixin said: "Okay, I don't hate him anymore. He's dead, so it has nothing to do with me. I won't want you, as long as you want me. Okay Bar?"

Zhao Zixin's affectionate promise did not make Zhou Qiyan any happier. He was full of anger until he went to bed. Zhao Zixin didn't know what this person was angry about. He was obviously angry and still clinging to him. Don't be awkward. twisted.

This time I went back to my hometown, apart from taking Father Zhao's body home for cremation, I just wanted to deal with the house.Regarding this problem, Zhao Zixin had already thought about it. He and his mother had no other relatives except each other. They didn't have any sense of belonging to this city, so they would not come back here again.

I searched for a real estate agency with good reviews on the Internet, and made a note of going to have a look at it tomorrow, and Zhao Zixin was about to go to bed.

Zhou Qiyan didn't have all the pre-bedtime exchanges that Zhou Qiyan had fantasized about before. He wondered if Zhao Zixin couldn't be hard on him. Every time he was provoked, the other party...

It's hard for him to think of these things in a bad mood.

Zhao Zixin was quite tired today. He lay on the bed and talked to Zhou Qiyan for a while, feeling that he should be fine, so he fell asleep in a daze.

Looking at his tired face, even when he fell asleep, he frowned slightly, and it seemed that he was sleeping extremely restlessly.

Touching his face, leaning forward to kiss him lightly on the brow, Zhou Qiyan said in his heart: "I still always think that I will not want you, when will you really trust me..."

The next day.

Zhao Zixin and Zhao's mother went to visit the old neighbors first, and Zhou Qiyan followed.When the grandparents saw Zhao Zixin, mother and son, they were both emotional and happy, and they kept talking.

One morning passed in a blink of an eye, and Grandma Wang forced them to have lunch at her home.

Back at the Zhao family's old house, Zhao Zixin told Zhao's mother what he thought, and Zhao's mother said that the house was originally reserved for him, and he let him figure it out.

After a slight pause, Zhao Zixin asked Mother Zhao to rest at home, and he and Zhou Qiyan went to the real estate agency they found yesterday.

In fact, he doesn't know if there is any way to do it. He even checked the market of the Yancheng housing market casually on the Internet, but the Internet said that this agency is reliable. If someone offers a reasonable price, he will not ask for it many.

I registered the house information and contact information with the agency, and there was nothing to procrastinate. I walked out of the agency gate. The weather in Yancheng was good today, and the sun was warm but not too hot. The person who took the photo wanted to close my eyes and sleep comfortably.

Zhao Zixin felt his body was very relaxed, as if some kind of shackles were finally cast off, or as if recovering from a serious illness, even the air he breathed became fresh.

At this point, the devil completely disappeared from his life.

Perhaps it is because the warm sunshine can easily give people some illusions, Zhou Qiyan thought of the geographical location of Yancheng, and suddenly said excitedly: "Let's go to the beach! How about taking a bath in the sea?!" Thinking of seeing Zhao Zixin naked for the first time... ...close to nudity, in this case, Zhou Qiyan thinks it is quite exciting!

Putting the hands that felt a little cold after wandering outside for a while back into his pockets, Zhao Zixin said: "It's November now, dear Zhou Qiyan. Don't make trouble, let's go home!"

"Go back now..." Zhou Qiyan muttered reluctantly, "This is my first time here..."

Thinking about it, Zhao Zixin felt a little sorry for him seeing his regretful expression.Accompany him to deal with this pile of shit, and he can't keep him at home all the time.

But Zhao Zixin didn't go out to play much when he was in Yancheng... He thought about it and said, "Let me take you to my school."

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