Obsessed with Qin

There are flowers, birds, and a very blue sky.Qin Jin closed his eyes and took a breath of the remaining coolness in the air. When he left, he swiped half of the amount on his credit card and prepared a small place for himself in the cemetery in advance.

The news of Qin Jin buying a cemetery for himself somehow reached Liu Xianghua's ears. Liu Xianghua left his subordinates in the meeting room, and drove over to give Qin Jin a big slap in the face.

Qin Jin's small stature is not as good as it was back then, and he staggered and fell down in the green belt, with a bright red mark on his lips. Liu Xianghua kicked him on the shoulder, trembling with anger: "Qin Zhao is suffering outside alone. , but you are thinking about how to die at home, Qin Jin, who the hell are you worthy of! Song Jingqi and I can't wait to set up a platform to confess you. You didn't serve you wholeheartedly after serving your own father, so you just treat us like this? It's okay Buy yourself a cemetery to play with? Let your fucking conscience be eaten by dogs!"

Qin Jin rubbed the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and said in a low voice: "Brother Liu, tell me the truth, is Qin Zhao not coming back? I have been having the same dream all this time, in the dream Qin Zhao is covered in Xue, just look at me like that... as the old saying goes, if we are deeply in love, we live and die together, so what are we doing like this?"

Liu Xianghua slapped him again intentionally, and dropped his hand half way up. He saw big tears gushing out of Qin Jin's eyes, which were transparent and scalding, dripping down his face.

Liu Xianghua knelt down and hugged Qin Jin. Qin Jin put his forehead against his shoulder, clutched his sleeve and cried loudly.

Seven years later, Liu Xianghua heard Qin Jin's cry for the first time, and the piercing voice was as desperate as it was.

He said, who can return Qin Zhao to him.

He said, what should Qin Zhao do if he really can't come back.

Liu Xianghua couldn't answer either of these two questions.

After that day, Qin Jin never visited Zhou Hesen again, nor did he go to the cemetery again.He threw away the box of razor blades hidden in the bathroom, quit smoking and drinking, and ate according to the dishes in the health recipes, trying to maintain his vicissitudes of life stomach.Like all ordinary and lonely people, start the simplest life.

He brought Si Zhao back home. The little boy had just turned six years old, and he was very beautiful with exquisite eyebrows and eyes. He stood in front of the elders of the Qin family and introduced himself childishly: "My name is Qin Sizhao."

Before she finished speaking, Mother Qin's eyes suddenly turned red.Si Zhao was a little scared, turned around and threw himself into Qin Jin's arms, whispering, "Grandma doesn't like me?"

Qin Jin carried Si Zhao upstairs, and said as he walked, "Grandma likes you very much, she's just in a bad mood."

In a blink of an eye, it was autumn again, and the red leaves fell all over the ground.Qin Jin was promoted quickly in the new company. He devoted all his spare time to Si Zhao, going to the park, flying kites, going to the playground, and listening to concerts. He took on the responsibility like a real father. With the growth of Si Zhao, Qin Zhao has become a disaster that no one can touch.

The news of Xu Mingjia's death did not spread widely, but only fell on the ears of a few people with subtle connections, such as Liu Xianghua and Song Jingqi. Qin Jin didn't hear the news.

Song Jingqi's people sent back news that Xu Mingjia died in an accident. He was drunk and fell asleep in the air-conditioned car. He was poisoned by carbon monoxide, and it was too late to rescue him when he was discovered.

A perfect accidental death, just like Xu Mingyi back then.

The Xu family is considered dead.

Liu Xianghua and Song Jingqi glanced at each other, and a name flashed in their mind at the same time——

Qin Zhao.

Song Jingqi puts down his work and prepares to set off for the China-Myanmar border again, but his fiancée stops him, claiming that a prominent Chinese rich businessman intends to cooperate with Song, and he cannot let go at this time.

Song Jingqi used some means to obtain the information of the wealthy Chinese businessman, but unfortunately there were only texts and no photos. The information showed that the wealthy businessman had close ties with a well-known financial family in Europe and the world that started in the early 19th century. He was even called "the adopted son of yellow skin" by gossip magazines.

Song Jingqi has heard about that prestigious family for a long time, and knows very well that discrimination against Asians is a common problem among family members. How could he tolerate a Chinese with yellow skin and black hair as a member of the family?

Song Jingqi gave the information to Liu Xianghua, Liu Xianghua flipped through it hastily, and clicked his tongue: "There are no photos, only a bad English name, this rich businessman is too mysterious."

Song Jingqi peeled off a piece of chewing gum and chewed: "Any abnormality is a demon. This rich businessman must be a very powerful person to be able to fight his way through the upper-road society in Europe and integrate into that big family that still insists on intra-clan marriage. character of."

The two were chatting when the assistant sent in a penny invitation.On the pure white background is printed the pattern of five arrows that symbolizes the family emblem, with a huge glow that has been baptized by the years.Song Jingqi opened the invitation and glanced at it, his face suddenly changed, Liu Xianghua felt his heart beating for no reason, and said in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Song Jingqi held the invitation in his hand and tapped lightly: "The Chinese name of this mysterious rich businessman is Zhao Qin."

Si Zhao has been clamoring to go to the playground, Qin Jin finally found a weekend without overtime, and planned to take Si Zhao to have a fun day.

The weather was getting cooler and not many people came to play, Qin Jin bought a ticket and a big bag of snacks, Si Zhao hugged them all in his arms like a kangaroo, he couldn't be happier.

Qin Jin bent down to pick him up, Si Zhao thought outside like a little adult, and said: "Zhaozhao is holding the delicious food, Dad is holding Zhaozhao, then who will hold Dad?"

Qin Jin pinched his nose: "Your little head is not big, but it can hold a lot of things, so you can't figure it out every day!"

Si Zhao bent his eyes and smiled obediently. He suddenly stretched out his hand, passed Qin Jin's shoulder, pointed behind him, and said, "Father, who is that man? Why has he been staring at you for a long time!"

Qin Jin said "Huh?", and when he turned around, he still had the unique gentle expression of coaxing Si Zhaoshi.

The sun penetrated the clouds and cast a large area of ​​colorful light. Qin Jin was dazzled by the sudden light, and his vision was full of white mist.

He saw a tall figure in a black windbreaker walking towards him.

The grand and fiery light swirls wantonly, constructing a golden world.

A moment of desolation, a moment of old.

A moment of eternity, a moment of vicissitudes.

An uncontrollable pain suddenly surged in his heart, Qin Jin stared blankly at the direction the figure was coming from, his eyes filled with tears.

The light became more and more intense, enveloping the two of them firmly.

There was a slight warmth on the lips, and someone kissed him.

The tears that filled my eyes finally fell.

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All these years

Zhou Tan {Extra Story}

Cairns, Australia.

It rained in the early hours of the morning, and the air was filled with a sticky dampness.The air conditioner was not turned on in the living room. Zhou Tan was sitting on a rocking chair covered with a woolen blanket, flipping through a book in a foreign language. Nice polyline.

The whole figure seems to have stepped out of a delicate oil painting, filled with an unreal feeling.

The maid brought a cup of freshly brewed coffee, Zhou Tan smiled and said thank you, with the unique handsomeness of oriental men in his brows, and a touch of shyness in his expression when the maid stepped back in response.

Lao Zheng walked in with the sound of the chiming bell, and his black leather shoes stepped on the expensive Italian carpet, which was soft and silent to the touch.

Zhou Tan put the coffee cup on the small coffee table at hand, closed the book, and said, "Any news?"

"Yes," Lao Zheng spread out the folder in his hand, put it on Zhou Tan's knee, and said, "The children in the family are not sensible, and there are a lot of deficits in the public account. Can't stop, I want you to go back and preside over the overall situation."

In the file folder were the public account books of the past few months. You can guess with your toes what kind of virtues rotted into. Zhou Tan waved his hand in disgust and said: "The small ones are useless, and the old ones are useless. Where are they?" You want me to go back to preside over the overall situation, but this is a trick to let me pay for them all out of my own pocket!"

Old Zheng guessed Zhou Tan's intentions, and said, "I told the other side that you are not in good health and can't handle official duties for the time being. Let them hang out for a few days first?"

Zhou Tan nodded and said, "Tell me to get out of here, and now you want me to get out of here again? I'm sorry, get out of here! Don't those old bastards think they can carry the sky? Let them carry it! One dies and one less!"

Since he was exiled to Australia, Zhou Tan's temper has become worse and worse, ranging from swearing at the street to throwing cups and bowls at worst, and the porcelain at home has to be replaced once a month on average.Even Lao Zheng couldn't quite grasp his emotions, and the things he wanted to report were stuck in his mouth, and he hesitated to speak.

Zhou Tan swept the folder to the ground, opened the book again, and said, "Is there anything else?"

Old Zheng lowered his head and thought about it: "There is news from the country that Mr. Song...Mr. Song has a daughter, who was born in the middle of the month. The old man of the Song family personally gave her a name, Song Zhen, and Ye Zhenzhen's 'Zhen' .”

The slender fingers lying flat on the page trembled subconsciously, Zhou Tan turned a page calmly and said, "I see, let's go out."

Old Zheng bowed and retreated, the living room was quiet again, Zhou Tan stood up slowly, the book fell to his feet, the pages were bent, he raised his foot and walked over without noticing, went around the living room, and walked up the stairs , Came to the small study, and when he opened the door to enter, he slipped the hidden lock.

The lights in the study were not turned on, only a few wisps of water came in through the window, it was clear and cold.Following his memory, Zhou Tan took out a long box from the interlayer of the bookcase on the left.

There was a little dust on the box, and he wiped them off with his fingertips. When the lid was lifted, a dried lily lily