Obsessed with Qin

The ground bumped into the sharp corner of the coffee table, and the blood came out, with a dazzling red, but it didn't feel any pain.

There was no pain, and the limbs were weak, but the central nervous system fell into a strange excitement.

The double image in front of my eyes became a little more serious, sometimes it was Qin Zhao, sometimes it was Chen Guo, and sometimes it was Qin's mother's cold eyes, all kinds of images were entangled together, forming a mess of ugly color blocks.

Chen Guo still didn't give up, and rushed forward to try to control Qin Jin, muttering incessantly: "It's useless, don't struggle, such a large amount of morphine, let alone human beings, even gods can't stand it. I need money. Can you just treat it as helping me? Please, help me!"

"Go away! Go away!" Qin Jin roared, holding his breath, he broke free from Chen Guo's shackles, and stumbled into the kitchen.The kitchen was small, and it was clear at a glance what appliances were placed. Qin Jin propped one hand on the operating table, and opened the gas valve tremblingly with the other hand.

A pungent smell gushed out of the pipes, quickly filling the entire kitchen.Qin Jin took out the lighter from his pocket, pried off the cover, and the flint was facing the gas, his white teeth left deep marks on his lips, he looked at Chen Guo with red eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "Either Let me go, or we all die here together, you choose!"

Chen Guo's face was pale, her legs trembled so much that she could hardly stand, she muttered: "It's useless, such a large dose of morphine, you..."

Before Chen Guo could finish speaking, Qin Jin yelled with all his strength, "If you don't want to die, get the fuck out of here!"

Before the words were finished, the person had bounced out. Qin Jin kicked open the anti-theft door and stumbled into the corridor.

There are clusters of lights and shadows of different colors in front of my eyes, and I can't see or hear anything clearly.He groped out of the elevator and walked onto the busy street. There was a mess everywhere. Someone bumped past him hard, hurt his shoulder, and nearly fell to the ground.

The mobile phone fell out, and the wallet fell out, and someone followed behind him and kept shouting: "Young man, you lost your things!"

He couldn't care about anything, he just wanted to see Qin Zhao, and he was safe only by Qin Zhao's side.

Qin Zhao, Qin Zhao.

Qin Jin chanted the name like crazy, his whole body was shaking, he rushed towards a taxi head-on, the front bumper hit his leg, and the inertia made him fall backwards.The driver poked half of his head out of the car window and cursed: "You don't want to die! You want to die and go home and cut your wrists!"

Qin Jin's face was covered with cold sweat, he opened the co-pilot's door tremblingly, and reported the address of the hospital where Qin's mother lived.The driver saw that he was unconscious and refused to drive, so Qin Jin grabbed something and threw it on the windshield, hysterical: "Drive! Drive the fuck!"

It was only when the rich fragrance exploded that Qin Jin realized that what he had smashed was the glass perfume holder in the car.The sharp fragments were thrown away, and some were even embedded in the flesh. The driver was almost frightened and frantically turned the steering wheel.

There was a rumbling sound beside his ears, his bones were soft as if he had been poisoned, spots of light and color blocks were mixed together, and there was a world spinning around in front of his eyes.When Qin Jin stumbled and fell into the ward, Qin's mother was half leaning on the bed and reading a magazine, the nurse stood by and the room was quiet.

Qin Jin slammed into it with a "boom", startling the two people in the room.Sister Zhang directly covered her mouth and screamed, pointing at the bloodstain on Qin Jin's forehead, trembling and speechless.

Qin's mother dropped the magazine in her hand in fright, looked at Qin Jin and asked what's wrong?

Qin Jin's eyes were filled with tears, but a bitter smile curved his lips: "Mom, I never thought that one day, I would hate you!"

Qin's mother's face suddenly became stiff, Qin Jin was still smiling, and that smile gradually overflowed with sarcasm, piercing into Qin's mother's eyes like a knife.He stepped on the window sill, opened the glass window with a slam, and the hot wind rushed towards him. Standing on the ninth floor and looking down, the whole world shrank like a frame of a movie, and the huge height difference made people dizzy.

Qin's mother completely lost her position and fell off the bed tremblingly. The foot of the bed caught her legs. She couldn't stand up, so she could only lie on the ground and stretch out her hand to Qin Jin: "What are you doing! Get down!"

She cried and ordered Sister Zhang: "Go to the police! Call someone! Save my son! Save my son!"

The huge and eye-catching light shines behind him, Qin Jin seems to be submerged in the flames, and the corners of his eyes and hair are all jumping with golden light.He was half-sitting on the open window frame, his upper body was almost hanging in the air, and the wind suddenly blew up, blowing the corners of his clothes into a mess. He looked at Qin's mother, his eyes were soaked by the water, like glass: "I said If I want to be with him forever, I would rather die than betray him. I really like him, very, very much, why do you have to force me to do everything!"

As Qin Jin spoke, he raised one leg over the window rail.

Qin's mother completely lost her strength and could only keep crying.The doctor hurried in, followed by a nurse holding a sedative and a professional negotiator. The empty ward instantly became overcrowded.

Messy and out of control.

The sun sifted down in large swaths, making Qin Jin dizzy.Downstairs seemed to be full of people, police cars and fire engines roared together, and the chaotic sounds fell in his ears and turned into long sighs.

The effects of morphine surged up, and he couldn't hear or see anything clearly, only the man's name rolled across his cerebral cortex with an earthquake-like intensity.

Qin Zhao, Qin Zhao.

Qin Jinmo couldn't stop chanting the name of his sweetheart as if in a daze, murmuring over and over again.Between the lungs and the heart, between the lips and teeth, are all imprints of the same person.

Qin Zhao, Qin Zhao.

I really like you.

I just want to be with you.

Why, it's so difficult.

It is said that if you are extremely persistent, you will have hallucinations. In the chaos, Qin Jin seemed to really see Qin Zhao.He stood in front of him panting, stretched out his hand to him, with a handsome and gentle smile on his face, he said: "What are you doing standing so high? Come down, okay? We agreed that we will have dinner together tonight." .You have been thinking about the braised fish for a long time."

Qin Jin tentatively grabbed Qin Zhao's hand, and there was a familiar temperature in the generous palm.

Thin calluses were dyed on the fingertips, a little rough to the touch, but doubled in warmth.

It's Qin Zhao, it's really Qin Zhao.

Qin Jin relaxed all his guard, jumped off the windowsill following Qin Zhao's strength, and staggered into Qin Zhao's arms.The familiar smell and temperature enveloped him, his ears were pressed against his chest, and in his chest was his familiar heartbeat.

Where my heart is at ease is my hometown.

It turns out that this is the feeling of peace of mind.

Qin Zhao gently patted Qin Jin's shoulder to help him calm down: "Don't be afraid, brother is here, don't be afraid, be good."

Qin Jin closed his eyes quietly in Qin Zhao's arms, as if he was extremely tired, and fell into a deep sleep.

Don't be afraid, brother is here.

Sorry, brother is still late.

Qin Zhao gently kissed Qin Jin's forehead, his movements were so gentle that they were almost cautious.

The doctor rushed over and tried to help Qin Jin onto the mobile hospital bed, but Qin Zhao pushed him back and staggered.Only then did the elderly doctor realize that there was a layer of red light in the eyes of that handsome young man, like blood and tears, with a murderous aura, just looking at it would make people startled.

The old doctor was startled, and tremblingly said: "He needs to inject naloxone to counteract the morphine now, you have to let him lie down, the longer you delay, the worse it will be."

Qin Zhao closed his eyes hard, suppressing the tyranny and bloodthirsty coming up from the depths of his bones

Qin Jin lay on the hospital bed and was sent to the intensive care unit by a group of doctors to take care of him carefully.

Qin Zhao wiped his face vigorously, rubbed away the remaining blood in his eyes, and then walked in front of Qin's mother.Qin's mother was still crying, holding Qin Zhao's arm tightly as if grabbing a life-saving straw: "Your brother...stop your brother..."

Qin Zhao took off his coat and put it on her, then hugged her in his arms, and said in a low voice, "Mom, I believe there must be some misunderstanding. A tiger's poison does not eat its young, no matter how angry you are, you won't be angry." To force Qin Jin to his death, you must tell me what you have done and who you have met."

(118)

It was still that little garden. Last time he and Qin Jin were crying and making noises here, and put on a big play. This time, without Qin Jin setting up a stage next to him, it was a bit strange for him to face the old man face to face. Habit.

Seeing the old man sitting upright on the edge of the small round table, Qin Zhao subconsciously wanted to touch the cigarette, but he held back halfway through the movement.

Stop pouring fuel on the fire, it's not that the old man has never done something like hitting him on the head with a walking stick.

Qin Zhao has never been afraid to compete with others. He was planning to use his full firepower, but the old man uncharacteristically opened his mouth first, and said, "You said you can handle it well. This is how you handle problems? Seeing your brother jump off the building?"

Qin Zhao sighed and said, "I promise there will be no next time."

Qin's father snorted, his eyebrows were raised, and said: "Your promise is no longer valid, I said that I would send Qin Jin away, whether you agree or not, he has to go. I can't just watch you two and lose the face of the old Qin family!"

Qin's father clasped the table with his knuckles as he spoke, making a "da" sound, like a gavel in the hands of a county magistrate in ancient times.

With a "snap", each has its own reward and punishment, and the dust settles.

Qin Zhao stared at the old man's side face. There were marks of deep locks between his brows. He raised his hand to support the edge of the table and said in a low voice: "Qin Jin looks like this, you send him away? You are not afraid that he will jump to the ground Go to New York? You know who is behind the scenes, sending him away is equivalent to sending him to die!"