Detailed report on your death

The reason why Guan Shaojie is so sure is that as long as Qin Zheng is willing to fight, there will be results, and the key person is Guan Yuli.

At the lakeside that day, Guan Yuli first changed his mind with his attitude. Although this man is wicked and smoky, but no matter how bad he is, he has a deep affection for Qin Zheng, and his expressive feelings cannot be faked, even if it is amnesia.

After receiving Qin Zheng's call and hearing what his assistant said, he knew that he could only choose to be a passerby in their story.

He likes Qin Zheng because he is rational. Even if he decides to pursue him, he has studied for nearly two years as a prerequisite, so he is sure that even if he loves again, in his eyes, love will not be higher than principle.

He gave up and withdrew, but he was a little sad, he would feel regretful, and sad, but he would not be controlled by his emotions and become a psychopath like Guan Yuli.

The neuropathy received his call at the time of the incident, and the mental state displayed can definitely be summed up by the word "psychopathy".

He actually laughed.

It's not a sneer or a grin, but a very pleasant smile from the heart.

"It turns out that my son is really his own, ha ha, ha ha..."

He laughed and let him laugh, Guan Shaojie will wait and see how he ends up crying after laughing.

……

Adults sleeping in the basement can rely on immunity to carry it, but children are different.

The weather was damp and cold, and the air was not circulating. Qin Zheng was worried that it would affect the baby's respiratory tract, so he watched the landlord's eldest sister get up at 5 o'clock, and hurried upstairs to find her to talk about changing the rental apartment.

Finally, it was decided to move back the basement and move to the second floor with one bedroom and one living room. The house more than doubled in size, and of course the rent was tripled.

There are not many big things to move, and I run up and down again and again, and the move is almost finished at seven o'clock, and the last trip is only missing the bedding and children, and it will be done in one pot later.

He washed his hands and pushed open the door, only to see the baby sitting up by himself, covering his face on the head of the bed.

"Baby?" Qin Zheng walked over, "Is it cold?"

He touched the child's hand, it was hot.

The baby raised his head and stared at him with big wet eyes as if he didn't recognize him.Qin Zheng put the sweater on his head, unexpectedly, there was a "snap", and the back of his hand hurt - this kid really hurts when he beat someone!

Immediately, she screamed and tore through the clothes covering her head, her two little hands grabbed the clothes and pulled them hysterically, and the two short legs under the quilt kicked vigorously like plowing the ground.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!"

Do you want to practice lung capacity with slapstick?Qin Zheng still can't believe it!

He turned on the heater he was using when he was about to get dressed, put it on the iron bucket, leaned towards the masked man on the bed, and stood with his hips on one side, waiting for him to have enough trouble.

Qin Zheng looked at the time and started counting.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhin

2 minutes later--

"woo woo woo woo……"

5 minutes later--

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

Qin Zheng tore off the twisted clothes, revealing the child's little face covered with snot and tears.

"Are you ready to cry?" he asked.

The baby looked at him with wide-open eyes, and the fluttering of the nostrils tended to increase again.

Qin Zheng let go of his hand, retreated to the spot, and put his hands on his hips.

The baby flattened his mouth and wanted to cry, but Hong Feng, who was helplessly grieving, had already flowed with tears, and he couldn't cry anymore.

Uncle Qiuqiu ignored him, and no one would embarrass him no matter how many scenes there were.

Qin Zheng took off the dry towel from the clothesline and came to the bed, pointed his index finger at the baby's nose, "Are you still crying?"

The baby grabbed the quilt to cover half of his face, blinked his eyes, and a tear fell on his face before a drop had time to fall.

Qin Zheng sighed silently, is he too strict?

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooohood..."

"Isn't it good to talk?" Qin Zheng sat down by the bed, lifted the baby's autumn clothes, and wiped the sweat on the vest with a dry towel, "Crying and screaming don't work here. If you want anything, please speak Chinese." ,Understand?"

The baby was lying on his lap, still hiccupping, and turned to look at him when he heard the words, and gave a half-understanding "hmm", with a cry of grievance in his voice.

"Are you hungry?" Qin Zheng put on the sweater and padded jacket for the child, and asked him to stand on the bed.

"Big thanks... Baba..." The baby was about to cry.

"Do you want a ball?" Qin Zheng drew his attention away.

"Yeah." The baby nodded, "I want balls."

"Eat breakfast first."

"Yeah." The baby nodded sharply.

Tired of coaxing the child, Qin Zheng put on his shoes, turned off the heater, and touched his vest to make sure he wasn't sweating, so he took him out with confidence.

While washing the baby's face in the bathroom, the landlady came downstairs, "Hey, whose family does this child belong to? Your eldest nephew!?"

Qin Zheng said calmly, "My son."

"Ah!!!" The landlady squeezed in, and she was amazed, "Oh, don't tell me, the little baby really looks like you, where did you get it?"

"My son!" Qin Zheng paused every word, emphasizing in a correct way: "My own son!"

"Is it true?" The landlady knelt down and pinched the baby's face, "It's really fun, where's the baby's mother?"

Qin Zheng quickly picked up the baby, rubbed his red face, and said lightly: "No mother!" After saying that, he squeezed out of the bathroom.

The baby was carried out by him in a daze, Qin Zheng could tell that this little thing was a gutless gangster, breaking the door frame at home and fighting fiercely, but outside it was a complete coward.

Unless there is an adult escorting him, he dares to gossip. The fact that the landlord sister can scare him like this also shows that the baby has not yet established the most basic trust in him.

I bought tofu nao and Xiaolongbao at the breakfast stand, and the baby came back to life when the food was served.

"Sweet, salty, choose one." Qin Zheng put the tofu nao in the middle of the table.

Most children have difficulty choosing, which is absent in spoiled children.

The baby hardly thought about it, dragged the bowl that was relatively easy to use in front of him, and scooped it up with a spoon enthusiastically.

"Wait a while." Qin Zheng said, "Have you chosen yet?"

The baby impatiently licked the side of the bowl and nodded.

"Scoop up a spoon..." Qin Zheng demonstrated, "Blow on it and drink slowly."

The baby scooped up a spoonful, sprinkled half of it, forgot to blow it, and put it directly into his mouth. After being scalded, he spat out a mouthful of tofu.

He opened his mouth to cry, but Qin Zheng pointed his index finger at him, and closed his half-open mouth awkwardly.

Qin Zheng slowly withdrew his index finger, scooped up a spoonful and re-demonstrated, asking him, "Have you met yet?"

The baby gradually realized that in this strange place, everything can only be done by himself. He watched Uncle Qiuqiu's demonstration carefully, then nodded and said, "Yes!"

Holding the soup spoon clumsily, scooped up half of it and sprinkled half of it, Xiao-pout pouting, exhaling several times, sprinkling while exhaling, and finally only a little old bottom remained.

Opened his mouth wide to cover the spoon, then pulled the spoon out of his mouth, narrowing his eyes happily, "Sweet!"

Qin Zheng couldn't help laughing.

The baby saw him smile, as if he had picked up a treasure, quickly held the soup spoon, scooped up another spoon seriously, repeated the action just now, drank the tofu nao, looked at Qin Zheng with flickering round eyes, baba Waiting for praise.

"Awesome!" Qin Zheng gave a thumbs up.

The winter sun is warm and shrouded the one-meter-square dining table generously.

This was the first breakfast father and son had together.

After drinking half a bowl of sweet tofu nao, the baby was a bit bored, and looked at the assorted tofu nao that was barely touched in Qin Zheng's bowl.

"I just taught you, what should I say?"

Qin Zheng used to eat one bowl per person, but he taught him to choose the tofu nao, so he had to finish it even while crying.

After thinking about it, the child was only getting along with him, and it might be overkill to be strict, so I deliberately didn't touch the bowl of assorted tofu, just waiting for the baby to ask him.

"Chinese." Baby's memory is not bad.

"Do you want to say something to me?" Qin Zheng persuasively.

The baby pursed his lips, with a round dimple on his cheek, he pointed to the bowl in front of Qin Zheng, and whispered, "I want to drink this bowl."

Qin Zheng stirred the spoon slowly, "I can exchange it with you, but if you can't finish a bowl, it will be wasted, so I'll put another small bowl of salty ones in exchange for your bowl of sweet ones, okay? "

Qin Zheng spoke very slowly, enough for the baby to understand.

This time he didn't nod indiscriminately, but thought about it and said, "I want to drink too."

It means that you exchange a small bowl for my big bowl, you think I'm stupid!

Qin Zheng laughed for a while, then asked the boss for two small bowls, divided one sweet and one salty into two bowls each, and gave the two small bowls to the baby.

The sun shines on the baby's cheeks, the fine beads of sweat on the nose are glistening, and the pink-tender skin is like a balloon wrapped in water. He is obedient and clumsy and feeds it into his mouth with a spoon. Every heart will soften into spring mud.

Qin Zheng was a little dazed, the little fat man opposite him was his own son.

Conceived and born in a place he didn't know, toddling and babbling in a place he couldn't see, and drinking tofu nao with a spoon at a place within his reach.

Happiness came unexpectedly.

In order to set an example and not waste food, Qin Zheng's stomach was filled with sweet and salty tofu nao, and half a drawer of steamed buns. When he walked, the water in his stomach was like surfing.

I went to the supermarket to buy daily necessities for my baby. If I want to buy according to the brand that my baby is wearing, his current economic conditions cannot do it anyway.In his concept, eating can keep up with nutrition, and wearing and using only need to be safe products that pass the quality inspection.

He also once imagined wildly that one day he would have his own children, he would insist on raising them poorly, and no matter how rich he was, he would not be extravagant.

However, there will always be conflicts between ideals and emotions, just like when he buys daily necessities for his baby in the supermarket, the ones he gets in the shopping basket are the ones with the highest prices.Even if it is bloodletting, I will secretly feel indebted.

Passing by the small garden in the middle of the street, Qin Zheng asked the baby to play with the ball in his arms.

There were a few three- and four-year-old children inside, and the baby ran over excitedly holding the ball, and when he reached the small grass, he suddenly stopped, turned his head, and looked at Qin Zheng dully.

"Go and play." Qin Zheng put the bag in his hand on the ground and waved to the baby.

That small look gave Qin Zheng the illusion that he was actually a villain.

The baby saw him sitting comfortably on the chair, and finally determined that Uncle Qiuqiu was actually a decoration.

The fox pretended to be powerful and Xiaosi hiccupped his fart, so he had to rely on himself, so he turned around and stared at the children playing on the grass.

Children of similar age prefer to play with older children. The baby is a small ball and looks timid. The children on the grass just glanced at him, obviously not interested in him.

The baby's desire to hook up fell through, and he squatted down on the spot with the ball in his arms, clacked the racket, and observed the child's reaction.

Qin Zheng sat on the side far away, watching the baby groping for the correct posture for flirting, and he was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear.

The baby stood up, took two small steps forward, and then squatted down to shoot the ball.

Then stand up and move forward to shoot the ball.

move again...

What a bear and a coward!

Qin Zheng thought in disgust, how could I have such a real son!

I guess I ran out of patience, the ball was kicked by the baby, and my stake was not secure, so I sat down on my ass, and the ball rolled to several children.

He managed to attract attention!

Qin Zheng, who was cheering on the side, also heaved a sigh of relief. The baby was picked up by the young lady and smoothly integrated into the small group.

The sun-baked eyes are narrowed, and the pores of the whole body are comfortably opened, and I want to sleep.

The phone rang at this moment, and the first sound dispelled the lazy drowsiness, just like having a sixth sense.

He pressed the phone to his ear, didn't speak, only heard his own breathing, trembling slightly under suppression.

He didn't say anything over there, and Qin Zheng automatically understood that he was ashamed.

But he, Guan Yuli, had no face to speak, and he was the one who was tormented!

Time passed by, and before reaching the critical point of the outbreak, he was about to hang up the phone, and the other side said quickly: "Don't hang up!"

Qin Zheng curiously asked nonsense: "How do you know I'm going to hang up?"

Guan Yuli's hoarse voice, to Qin Zheng's ears, was indeed pretending to be affectionate: "I'm counting your breaths..."

Fuck you!

"Don't hang up—!"

The eager shouting over there passed through the signal terminal, and the distance from the ear to the knee was still clearly in the ear.

Qin Zheng picked up the phone again and put it next to his ear, "I ask you, how did the baby come here?"

"hiss--"

"Don't tell me it's raw!" Qin Zheng growled when he heard a single syllable similar to "sheng", "You don't want to bring a child with you! You are such an unlucky thing with sores on your head My son! Ten thousand deaths are not enough to cover your sins!"

It was as quiet as a chicken over there, and it took a long while before he said in a hoarse voice: "I didn't plan to say 'raw', I screamed in pain."

The sound effect on the other end of the phone seemed very empty, Qin Zheng listened to it with his ears, but could not hear anything.

Guan Yuli seemed very tired, and laughed lazily, "Do you want me to die?"

"Go!" Qin Zheng spat angrily: "The Yangtze River is not covered, step on the gas pedal to charge, don't step on the brakes!"

"Hehehe..."

After being silent for a while, Guan Yuli sighed in a low voice, "Although I don't remember the past, hearing you scold me like that makes me feel very kind, and I want to cry..."

I have scolded Guan Yuli a lot before, even if I lose in a fight, it is still painful and happy.

Put yourself into the role of a substitute, resist in enjoyment, and doubt yourself in deeper and deeper feelings.

Looking back on myself at that time now, it's like having two personalities torn apart in one body.

"Actually, I really don't understand you," Qin Zheng said, "You love Xiao Qinzheng so much, he is not dead, but you find me to replace him, is this called 'love'?"

Guan Yuli didn't say anything.

"Okay, he's awake, you just stay with him, why do you want to kill so many people? Assistant Jiang, sister Mimi, Shidi, and me, I dare not say that these people including me are all It’s innocent, but it’s not enough for you to do so harshly.”

"I……"

"I know you don't remember." Qin Zheng smiled sarcastically, "I don't have to know, after all, it's all over."

"I'll give you an explanation," Guan Yuli said sincerely, "Trust me."

"No need." He said, "You just need to give the baby an explanation."

"I can't talk today!!!" Guan Yuli switched to the fine-scoring mode without any hesitation, "It's either grabbing the phone or hanging up, can you talk properly and politely?"

Qin Zheng: "!"

He found that there was no need to use Chinese at all with this person!

"Don't hang up!" Guan Yuli said, "Listen to my last sentence."

Qin Zheng put his finger on the bottom of the phone, ready to hang up at any time.

There was a faint sound of footsteps on the receiver, but before Qin Zheng could hear it clearly, all the sounds stopped abruptly.

Immediately, Guan Yuli seemed to be covering the speaker of the mobile phone, and the sound of breathing was close at hand, "Listen!"

Qin Zheng listened with bated breath, and there was no fart sound, "What are you listening to!?"

"Dingling..." There was a slight sound of metal collisions, and then it was like knocking on the speaker of a mobile phone.

"what?"

Guan Yuli smiled, "lb and gyl together, can bring me good luck, I will take it as you cheering me up."

Nagging, Qin Zheng knew that he was holding a pair of rings, but he didn't want to be led by the nose by Guan Yuli, so he simply pretended not to understand, and said impatiently, "Five words, I'm dead!"

"The last sentence, listen to me."

Qin Zheng heard that he seemed to be walking, wearing slippers, stepping on the smooth floor.

"...Although I don't remember the past, I'm sure you are different from them, whether it's your-person, or your heart, or in my heart..."

"You are you, the unique Lee Bo."

For a moment the sun is dazzling and everything is gorgeous.

In a trance, I heard the revival of the spring thunder thousands of miles away, and I seemed to see green buds sprouting from dead branches hundreds of meters away.

I also heard a chug in my chest, as if something had quietly broken through the ground.

So he hung up the phone decisively.