Obsessed with Qin

Qin Jin stood in the shallow golden light, imitating Qin Zhao, looked down at the air and said, "Qin Xiaojin, this is the thing you've been thinking about all day. Is it good? I'm freezing to death, what a ghost. Why is it so cold?"

After saying this, Qin Jin immediately squatted down, squatting at the place where he was staring at just now, raised his head and spoke in a childish tone, and said to the air: "Looks good! Brother, let me let you go next time!" ? The kind you hold in your hand."

Stand up again: "Dream you! You are like Parkinson's in the late stage. Last time, you couldn't hold a small one. The sparks fell off and burned a big hole in your clothes. Mom chased me and scolded me twice. God! Either I let you watch, or go home as soon as possible! Grandpa will freeze to death!"

He squatted down again: "If you don't take it, you won't take it, so can you hold me and watch? I'm cold!"

Qin Jin squatted on the ground and stretched out his hand, muttering: "Brother, I'm cold, please hug me."

There was no response, only the wind, which made the tip of his nose red.

I played role-playing with myself for a while, and the sound of firecrackers in the distance suddenly became stronger, and the air smelled of gunpowder.Qin Jin rolled up his sleeves and looked at his watch. It was still more than ten seconds before he would ring the clock.

The snow didn't know when it got bigger, piece by piece, it fell on the skin and melted into small water stains.Laughter and music from the party came from the family building not far away. Qin Jin lit another cigarette and silently counted down in the blue smoke.

This is the first year we have been in love, and also the first year we have been separated. I have loved deeply, but also complained to death.

You always treat me like a child, and refuse to tell me anything, propping up a lie that is safe in this world, let me sleep in it, and be a little prince for the rest of my life.

If you don't want to say it, I won't ask any more questions. If you ask me to wait, I'll wait. Whether it's a year or ten years, I'll spend the rest of my life with you

I will take good care of myself, get into a good school, find a good job, live decently, and wait for the day when I see you again

Happy New Year, my love.

In the snowflakes, the bells are melodious.The Zhou family mansion was full of singing and dancing, cake towers, champagne glasses, bright red carpets and expensive silver tableware, and well-dressed men and women walked through it, just like the luxurious court nobles in the Middle Ages.

Zhou Tan stood in front of the fitting mirror, his eyebrows and hair had been taken care of, thick black and delicate, with gentle curves.Lao Zheng shook off a brand new cloak and put it on him, saying: "There is new news from overseas, would you like to take a look?"

Zhou Tan nodded, his fair skin looked like expensive fine porcelain under the light.He took the folder that Old Zheng handed over, turned around and sat down on the rocking chair.

After smuggling abroad, he did not arrange for Qin Zhao to enter the arsenal, but sent him to a secret base in the hinterland of South Africa for training. Unexpectedly, that thorn-like guy actually got used to it in a safe place since he came.

Bao Jianfeng was sharpened from the ground, and after nearly four months of hell-style training, the weapons he carefully selected must be taking shape.

Zhou Tan typed a line of words on the information, motioning for Old Zheng to take a look.Old Zheng leaned over, only saw the few lines that Zhou Tan clicked on, and heard Zhou Tan say: "It is said that Qin Zhao was scratched by shrapnel in the face during training, leaving a very serious scar on his face." Because of the hideous scars, he made a mask-like leather mask and wears it all day long, so people who are far away from him can't even see what he looks like."

Old Zheng guessed what Zhou Tan meant: "Do you suspect that he did it on purpose?"

Zhou Tan smiled: "Grass snakes have gray lines, and they have thousands of miles. He is a gloomy guy who never does useless work. He is obedient now, but he may not be so obedient in the future. Tell people outside the country whether Qin Zhao is trustworthy or not. You have to keep an eye on him, and when the arsenal is on the right track, this person has no value in existence."

Old Zheng nodded in agreement, paused, and said, "One more thing. There was news from the hospital that Zhou Hesen passed away two hours ago."

Zhou Tan frowned: "What an annoying guy, but he chose to die at this time. It's Chinese New Year, and ordinary people want to make auspicious luck, let alone us. Don't make a fuss, and we will deal with it after the New Year Bar."

Lao Zheng continued to nod, Zhou Tan suddenly remembered something, and asked: "Where is his little love? His surname is Chu or something, when the chaos was turned upside down, when Zhou Hesen died, that little love must not be killed." His widow was taken apart."

Old Zheng thought for a while and said, "I heard that the man knelt in front of Mrs. Zhou and begged Mrs. Zhou to let him see Zhou Hesen for the last time. Mrs. Zhou refused to agree. There was a fuss in the hospital and he was kicked out."

Zhou Tan smiled, his eyes were cold, and he looked extremely sarcastic, and said in a low voice, "They are all idiots who don't deserve sympathy, Zhou Hesen is, and so is Qin Zhao. Let's go, the dinner party is about to begin."

With the sound of black music and bright chandeliers, Zhou Tan walked slowly down the wooden stairs, with a modest and polite smile on his lips, like a little prince who lived in an ivory tower all day long and didn't care about foreign affairs. The crowd gathered around him, saying all kinds of compliments .

Shengping's singing and dancing covered up the original darkness of the night, and the cries, torment, and heart-piercing life and death were all hidden under the expensive cashmere carpet, boiled into festering wounds.

Heavy snow is still swirling.

It's a new year.

126

In Qin Jin's memory, it was an extraordinarily quiet New Year. He turned off his mobile phone, hardly answered the phone, and didn't surf the Internet very much. He either read a book or was in a daze. The whole person went straight to the direction of cultivating immortality.

At night, Qin's mother came to deliver fruit, Qin Jin buried his head in the math problem, and said thank you without raising his head.Qin's mother hesitated for a moment and put her hand on his shoulder, saying: "Pay attention to rest, don't be too tired."

Qin Jin nodded: "I know it well, don't worry."

It seemed that there was nothing more to talk about. Qin's mother stood for a while, turned and walked out, suddenly remembered something, turned to look at Qin Jin's back lying in front of the desk, and said, "You and Qin...and you Is it true that you haven't contacted me once?"

The movement of writing paused, Qin Jin didn't turn his head back, his voice had a faint smile, and he asked back: "Do you expect me to have contact with him, or are you afraid that I will have contact with him?"

Qin's mother was choked for a moment, her voice was filled with anger, and she said angrily: "Qin Jin, I am your mother, can you be a little respectful and polite when you talk to me? I know you blame me for being arrogant Blame arbitrariness, blame me for not being sympathetic or unreasonable, and breaking up you and Qin Zhao. But if you switch positions and think from my perspective, you will see your son carry the name of incest for the rest of his life. Can't get your head up? Can you?"

Qin Jin calmly turned over a page of the book in his hand and said, "This assumption is not valid, because Qin Zhao and I will not have children."

"Qin Jin!" The moment she yelled these two words, tears fell. Qin's mother raised her finger and pointed at Qin Jin, her voice trembling, "You just stabbed your mother in the heart like this? Are you really killing me? I have become an enemy! You don’t say it, but you always hate me in your heart, right? You read books and memorize questions day and night, just want to pass the college entrance examination and leave this house, leave me and your dad, and find someone to take care of me If you don’t reach the place, stay and fly together with Qin Zhao, right? God is deliberately playing tricks on me, I’m pregnant in October, enduring the pain of my muscles and bones being separated, so I’ll get back two enemies?”

Qin's mother finally cried out. She cried over and over again: "You hate me, you both hate me..."

Qin Jin sighed, took out a tissue and handed it in front of Qin's mother, and said in a hoarse voice that seemed to never get better: "Mom, you misunderstood, I re-take the college entrance examination, not to leave you. I used to live forever Under Qin Zhao’s protection, when the sky fell, he would support me, and I was only responsible for eating and playing foolishly. But it’s different now, Qin Zhao is not here, I am the pillar of the family, I have to make myself stronger, Only then can I protect the two of you for Qin Zhao."

Qin's mother calmed down a little, she wiped away her tears, and said, "Don't coax me with nice words!"

Qin Jin patted Qin's mother on the shoulder, and said, "Mom, I'm telling the truth, I didn't coax you. I know what you and Dad are thinking, you take Qin Zhao away, so we can't talk anymore Not face to face, one year, two years, three years... As time goes by, it will be far away, faded, broken, forgotten, each get married and have a family, marry a wife and have children, let all the things that happened rot in the stomach, No one is allowed to mention it again, when we meet again, he will still be my elder brother, I will still be my younger brother, and home will still be home."

Qin's mother held Qin Jin's hand, almost pleading: "This is the best way I can think of, these absurd things when I was young will be forgotten one day. Just be a mother, Qin Jin, Can you forget about Qin Zhao, if you don't want to get married, mother won't force you, I will take a step back, as long as that person is not Qin Zhao, you can find anyone!"

Qin Jin smiled, with a sense of desolation: "But I don't want anyone except Qin Zhao. He is the only one I love."

"What love, love, you just want to make things difficult for me!" Qin's mother yelled, grabbed the small ornaments on the cabinet and threw them at Qin Jin, "You just want to tear down this house and throw yourself into the fire pit Jumping doesn't count, but I still want to drag Qin Zhao along! Qin Jin, you... are a disaster... a beast..."

Qin Jin didn't move, and let Qin's mother beat him. The little ornament hit the corner of his lips, leaving a small bruise. He stuck out the tip of his tongue to lick it, and tasted the faint smell of blood: "I love Qin Zhao, Even after ten years, 20 years, 30 years,