Obsessed with Qin

Feng forcibly hung up the nutritional injections in the hospital for a week, which at least eased his complexion.Qi Yuan called to say that the house has been renovated for him, and asked him if he would like to come and have a look.Qin Jin said no need, what is there to see in an empty house.

The house is empty, and so is the heart.

It snowed on Christmas Eve, and it was white everywhere. There were little angels with transparent wings hanging in the window, and the sound of bells could be heard as they spun.

Qin Jin sat on a bench in the garden of the community and dialed Qin Zhao's number, but all he received was a notification that the phone was turned off.Qin Jin clicked his tongue, and said to himself obsessively: "It's out of battery again, I don't have a brain, I will never remember to charge it."

Qin Zhao has a WeChat account, and he registered it for him. He is the only friend in the list. Qin Jin clicked on his profile picture and sent a message to him.

-Happy Christmas Eve, remember to eat apples and be safe.

The background of the chat was a photo of him and Qin Zhao, and the green text box stood alone on it without any reply.

-When are you coming back?I miss you so much.

There is another one in the green text box, but there is still no reply.

Qin Jin put away his mobile phone, buried his face in his arms, and didn't move for a long time, snow fell heavily on his shoulders.

On Christmas Day, Liu Xianghua invited a group of friends to come out for a carnival, and Qin Jin was also invited.As soon as he met Liu Xianghua, he whispered that there was a gift for him and asked him to close his eyes.

The moment he closed his eyes, his hands sank. Qin Jin thought that Liu Xianghua's head was flooded, so he got a brick for him. When he opened his eyes, he found a big familiar box in his hand. When he opened it, it was shining golden "Three-year college entrance examination and five-year simulation".

Liu Xianghua laughed out loud. It's all about knowledge, and knowledge is money.

Qin Jin shook his head helplessly, a smile finally appeared on his face.

A group of people went crazy in the KTV, Liu Xianghua was half drunk, and urged Qin Jin to sing a song.Qin Jin didn't want to show his kindness in public, so he ordered an old song.

He hasn't sung since he became hoarse, and he doesn't know what he can sing now.When the lyrics flew out of the microphone for the first time, everyone in the room was stunned.

You stopped on this familiar street

Read all your prepared lines

I'm still trying to lie

I can't even block your direction

At least when we parted I was graceful

I'll choose to bypass that street later.

I wish I could meet you on another street

Missing is trying to be strong and never forget

Some people applaud and others applaud, it's not good, it's great, and the hoarse voice makes it more interesting.

Qin Jin held the mic and looked at the lyrics on the screen. He sang very seriously, with no superfluous expressions on his face, as if everyone was making noise and he was the only one in the desert.

The subtitles changed from white to blue, and his eyes flashed a bright light as the colors rolled, and the lyrics seemed to correspond to his state of mind.

You can't forget the way I walked with you

because that's my happiest time

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On the night of Christmas, Qin Jin drank a lot of wine. His capacity for alcohol is not bad, but he couldn't stop him from getting drunk.The world in front of me was split into countless color blocks, spinning and jumping, falling apart.

Liu Xianghua thought that he would cry, so he prepared all the tissues, and anxiously waited for Qin Jin to either cry or spit on him.A girl didn't know whether she was too courageous or too nervous, she took advantage of the chaos and gnawed on Qin Jin's face, made a smack, a big slobber, and shouted: "Little handsome boy, you sing really well!"

Liu Xianghua hurriedly grabbed the girl's elbow and pulled her away. He was afraid that the young master would lose control, so he smashed the girl's newly padded nose with a left hook.Qin Jin raised his hand and wiped away the remaining lipstick marks on his face. He frowned and looked a little aggrieved. He said in a hoarse voice, "What brand of lipstick is yours? Why is it so difficult to remove? My boyfriend saw it, how should I explain it!"

The girl was stunned for a moment, then laughed, shaking the rivet bag in her hand: "I have makeup remover wipes in my bag, let me give you one."

Qin Jin took the wet towel and wiped his face, Liu Xianghua took the opportunity to come over and pull him to a quiet place, unscrewed a bottle of mineral water and handed it over: "Don't take it to heart, I just played crazy and didn't pay attention to proportion, turn around and I will Train her for you."

Qin Jin shook his head while clutching a tissue, then suddenly turned his head to look at Liu Xianghua and said, "Do you know that I have a boyfriend?"

Liu Xianghua couldn't catch up with the frequency, so he nodded: "Yes, I know."

Qin Jin still looked at him without blinking: "Then do you know when he plans to come back?"

Liu Xianghua choked up, and subconsciously raised his hand to wipe his nose: "I've already said it, I don't know anything."

Qin Jin grabbed a pillow and put it in his arms, rolled himself into a ball, stared blankly at the lyrics scrolling line by line on the TV screen, and whispered: "Please help me tell him, I miss him very much, Every day I wonder if he can take some time to come back and see me, I'm not greedy, just take a look."

Liu Xianghua thought that the words had come to this point, and he would have to cry no matter what, he quickly picked up the tissue box and handed it to Qin Jin like a treasure, only to find that the young master had his head tilted and fell asleep lying on the pillow .His thick black eyebrows were furrowed tightly, and the corners of his eyes were a little red, even in his dream, he still looked aggrieved.

Liu Xianghua raised his hand to touch Qin Jin's head, and sighed under his breath.

After Christmas, time flies, and in a blink of an eye it is the Lunar New Year.

It was time for the four tutors to go home for the New Year. Qin Jin paid off his salary and sealed a considerable amount of red envelopes for each of them.

The physics tutor is a second-year graduate student, surnamed Zhao Mingyi, who looks weak and delicate, and speaks in a soft voice.He was the last one to leave. When Qin Jin handed him the red envelope, he took advantage of the opportunity to hold Qin Jin's hand, the palm was warm and sweaty.

Qin Jin wanted to avoid it a little bit, Zhao Yi squeezed his fingers hard, and said, "When do you plan to start making up lessons after the New Year? Me, I still want to continue to teach you physics."

Qin Jin pulled out his hand, grabbed the paper towel on the table, wiped his palm twice, and said with a smile, "Let's talk about it after the new year, I haven't made any plans yet."

Zhao Yi glanced at Qin Jin, Qin Jin didn't give him a chance to speak, and motioned to walk slowly.

After sending Zhao Yi away, Qin Jin dragged his contact information into the blacklist.

He is very familiar with the way Zhao Yi looked at him. He used to look at Qin Zhao with this kind of eyes.

There are enough troublesome people, there is no need for another.

Still insomnia at night, Qin Jin stood on the balcony smoking a cigarette, took a photo of the night scene and posted it on Weibo.The little fans were very sharp-eyed, and found that Qin Jin's Weibo profile picture had changed from two Q-version villains to a lonely shadow, and they all ran to the comments to ask——little brother, did you lose your home attack? ?

Qin Jin clicked on the comment, and replied, there was only one simple word - um.

Well, I lost him.

Well, I'm not good enough.

I won't see him for a long, long time.

It's really tough without him.

The Qin family doesn't have any close relatives, but Qin's father has quite a few subordinates. Since the young year, they have come here to give gifts.The gifts were also varied. Qin Jin saw a live bastard crawling out of a beautifully packaged gift box with his own eyes, and he was a little confused whether the gift-giver was expressing blessings in disguise, or cursing around the corner.

On New Year's Eve, Qin's mother cooked a large table of dishes, and some of them were unexpectedly delicious.Qin Jin really wanted to eat more to make his mother happy, but his tormented stomach could no longer bear too much greasy food, so he put down his chopsticks after a few mouthfuls, making the dinner table look deserted.

Qin's father picked up the cup: "In the new year, I hope our family will be healthy and happy, and everything will be happy."

Qin Jin picked up the cup and touched his father: "I also wish Qin Zhao all the best when he is alone."

Qin's father and Qin's mother froze at the same time, lively singing and dancing sounded from the TV in the living room, and the atmosphere in the dining room was extremely cold.

Qin Jin drank the wine in the glass, got up and went back to the room.

The two elders of the Qin family didn't have the habit of watching the year, and they went to bed before ten o'clock.Qin Jin pinched, put on his clothes and left the house.

There were scattered snowflakes outside, and it was dry and cold. The shoes on Qin Jin's feet were a bit thin, so he couldn't help but stomp on the spot.The bag of firecrackers in his arms trembled twice, and he quickly embraced them tightly with both hands.

When he was a child, Qin Zhao often took him out to set off firecrackers. When he was in a good mood, he would pick him up, hug him, and hold him high. The firecrackers burst into light golden light, and he hugged Qin Zhao's neck and smiled surrounded by the light. He called his brother.

The little kid from the neighbor's house looked greedy and came over to ask Brother Qin Zhao to hug him, but Xiao Qin Jin kicked them all away one by one.

This is my brother, I won't give you hugs!

He is mine, no one is allowed to take him away!

But he still lost his brother after all.

Qin Jin lowered his head and coughed twice, the cold air rushed into his nasal cavity, making it numb with sourness.

There is a small square in the community, with some fitness equipment. Usually, old men and women are willing to gather there to cool off and chat. When square dancing was the most popular, there was a turf war.It’s time to go home for the New Year, and there is only the howling north wind in the small square, which makes people’s cheeks hurt.

Qin Jin found a leeward place and lit a cigarette. He has a bad throat and a bad stomach. Smoking is basically equivalent to torture. He started to retch before finishing half a cigarette.

After struggling to finish smoking a cigarette, Qin Jin opened the plastic bag, took out all the fireworks and firecrackers, picked the biggest one to stand in the center of the square, and lit it with the flame on the tail of the cigarette.After the hissing of the fuse burning, a light golden light burst out, and a small flower bloomed in midair.