Obsessed with Qin

Smiling behind his back, he was ruthless and vicious.

Qin Zhao was busy picking up the lost face bit by bit, caught a lot of bad things, and frowned when he slept.Qin Zhao has a slight neurasthenia, and cockroaches can wake him up even if he chops a fork in the house, so he always turns off his mobile phone and unplugs the landline when he sleeps, and he has to wait until he has slept for eight hours before talking about big things. After coming to Shanghai, he never turned off his mobile phone.

That little bastard was still sick, no matter how angry he was for being ignorant, he couldn't find someone to listen to when he was so sad that he wanted to cry.

However, unexpectedly, Qin Zhao came to Shanghai for three whole days, but did not receive a single call from Qin Jin, and only fell asleep on a friend's WeChat app, which was also quiet.

At 02:30 in the morning, this city known as "magic" was still brightly lit. Qin Zhao stood in front of the wine cabinet and poured himself a glass of wine. The neon lights blend together, stirring up a different kind of charming and moving.

Although he sleeps lightly, he seldom stays awake all night. After coming to Shanghai, or after Lucifer and Qin Jin broke up, he began to be unable to sleep all night long, no matter how much wine he drank and how long he soaked in the bath It didn't work either.He was becoming more and more uncertain about that little bastard's mind. This feeling of being lost was really fucking bad, and at the same time it made him slightly uneasy.

What on earth are you thinking?What exactly do you want?

Qin Zhao put down the crystal cup and lit a birthday cigarette.The golden filter and the slender black cigarette body are as beautiful as a work of art. He still remembers the first time he smoked this brand of cigarettes. It was on his 25th birthday. He leaned closer to his ear and sang "Happy Birthday to You" in a low voice...

That day, he was crazy late outside, and returned to the apartment reeking of alcohol in a daze. As soon as he got out of the elevator, Qin Jin rushed over and hugged his waist, buried his whole face in his arms, and said in a low voice : "I thought you weren't coming back, you were going to spend the night at someone else's house..."

The soft ending sound revealed an indescribable grievance.

Qin Zhao was hit by him and almost fell back into the elevator. While steadying his body, he raised his wrist and glanced at his watch—at three o'clock in the morning, it was almost dawn.

Qin Jin took out the key from Qin Zhao's pocket familiarly, and the moment he opened the door, the hand he wrapped around Qin Zhao's waist lightly moved, and the two staggered and fell into the door together.The room was dark and quiet, only the sound of continuous breathing was heard, Qin Zhao leaned against the door panel, Qin Jin pressed his chin against his chest, and buried himself in his arms, his increasingly handsome face was hidden in the In the layers of shadows, I can't see the expression clearly, only a pair of clear eyes, jumping with flame-like light.

Qin Zhao's fingertips lightly brushed Qin Jin's browbones, the touch was cool and intoxicating, and he said in a hoarse voice unique to drunkenness: "Mom always said that you are the most like her among the two brothers, I think You are more like grandma, especially the eyes, very beautiful..."

With a sound of "嗤——", a flame suddenly lit up in the night, and Qin Jin held the flame from the lighter in his palm, as if catching a meteor that had gone the wrong way.The firelight was soft and warm, filled with a light golden color, which made Qin Jin's facial features extraordinarily quiet, like a small animal that had entered hibernation ahead of time.

Qin Zhao's back was leaning against the door panel, his whole body was surprisingly relaxed, his left hand was loosely stroking Qin Jin's back, the corners of his eyes and the arches of his brows were soft, a star of light was jumping in his dark pupils, his whole pair of eyes became deep , a strong handsomeness that shocks the soul.

Being watched by such eyes, no one can control the heartbeat.Qin Jin felt his heart beating more and more chaotically. He picked out a slender cigarette from his pocket, put it in his mouth and lit it on the flame. The sound of burning tobacco exploded in the air. Qin Jin took a deep breath, and then Handing the filter tip to Qin Zhao, he whispered, "This cigarette is called Shoubainian, a Russian brand. It has a black body and a golden filter tip, which is slender in shape. When I saw this thing for the first time, I felt special. For you, the smaller the place, the more delicate it is, try it, it tastes pretty good."

The smoke rises and diffuses in the fingertips and hairline. The smell of nicotine is not very strong, but has a refreshing mint fragrance. Qin Zhao took the cigarette from Qin Jin's hand and sandwiched it between the index finger and middle finger of his right hand. Qin Zhao The skin on the back of the hand is extremely delicate, the knuckles are delicate, the veins are undulating, and the slender body with the same slender fingers is indeed ridiculously beautiful.

Qin Zhao smiled and said in a hoarse voice, "You have a good eye! Is this my birthday present?"

Qin Jin lowered his eyes and stared at Qin Zhao's fingers for a while before nodding his head and said, "Brother, I want to give you all the most beautiful things in the world. You wait for me until I grow up When I was as tall as you, I must have become a very powerful person. By then, you can sit comfortably at home, and I will send all the beautiful things you want in front of you. At that time, the two of us lived together, just the two of us, okay?"

He didn't know whether he drank too much alcohol or was paralyzed by tobacco. At that time, Qin Zhao didn't smell the meaningful things behind these words, but simply treated them as childish wishes.He pinched Qin Jin's face with the hand holding the cigarette, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll wait for you to grow up, wait for you to become a very powerful person, and then raise me! Our second young master is not ambitious. Small!"

Qin Jin raised his head slightly, his clear eyes fixed on Qin Zhao's face persistently, and said word by word: "Brother, you must wait for me to grow up! I will definitely become a very powerful person!"

That night, the night was dark and the moonlight was extremely dim. The two brothers huddled together in the small entrance, exchanging and smoking a Shoubainian.The limbs are entangled, the smoke is diffuse, one has cold facial features and the other has clear eyes. Under the similar outlines live completely different souls, but there is a wonderful harmony.The smell of nicotine mixed with the very faint aroma of the young man passed through the nasal cavity and poured into the alveoli. Qin Zhao suddenly felt a feeling of drowning. He wanted to sleep peacefully in this smell, this smell that made him inexplicably at ease... …

Since then, Qin Zhao's addiction to smoking has increased a lot. Shoubainian is not his favorite and most commonly used brand, but he always carries it with him.When he is extremely tired, he likes to smoke Shoubai to relieve fatigue. He can always smell a very light fragrance from the mixed flavor of nicotine and mint, which makes him feel at ease.

Now that I think about it, Qin Jin's deep affection for him is not without trace. He is a child who is full of rebelliousness and disdain to get close to others, but he likes to sneak into his arms to play tricks, whisper in his ear, and touch with the tip of his nose. The corner of his mouth is like a little hedgehog covered in spikes, cautiously approaching the person he likes.

The Shoubain held between his fingers burned completely, Qin Zhao stretched out his arms, and put out the end of the cigarette in the crystal ashtray on the coffee table. The instant the scarlet dot was extinguished in front of his eyes, Qin Zhao had no warning in his mind An absurd idea came to mind—if they were not brothers, if there were no blood bonds and moral shackles, would he fall in love and be together...

That young man with slender stature and handsome eyebrows has grown into his favorite appearance, and a soft and kind soul sleeps peacefully under the unruly surface; that young man has a pair of clear eyes, and he is always sincere and sincere when looking at him, even with tears in his eyes. Mi Meng doesn't look cowardly at all, it just makes people feel sad; the boy cried hoarsely, repeating over and over again: My love, the love I give you, is not ashamed, it is very good thing……

Qin Zhao threw away the cigarette butt and slapped himself with his backhand. His palms were clenched into fists beside him, as if he wanted to crush something into his palms, so that no one would ever see him.

Once, because of his willfulness that almost destroyed a good home, the desperate cries of white sleeping pills, the long corridors of the hospital and the cramped sky in the prison, he had the responsibility as a son of man and could not live recklessly.

Every willfulness will pay a price, and not all costs can be borne.Qin Jin may be ignorant, but he has to understand that this family is as fragile as it is beautiful, and it can no longer withstand any disturbances.

This time he backed down, this time it was him who played the role of weakness.

(27)

Qin Jin lay in the hospital for two full days before he managed to lower his temperature.Chu Nian and Gao Yuanfeng had already prepared for a protracted battle. Gao Tiantian had prepared several tubes of sedatives. Unexpectedly, Qin Ershao, who had a dead temper, suddenly changed his sex. , never running around, lying on the bed well-behaved to recuperate, opened his eyes in a daze and closed his eyes to sleep, behaved as if possessed by a demon.Several times Chu Nian wanted to incarnate as Nanny Rong, and pricked him twice with a needle to see if he would respond, but was kicked far away by Dr. Gao with excellent medical ethics.

During the lunch break, Chu Nian and Gao Yuanfeng squatted in the gazebo in the small garden of the hospital chatting their teeth with a cigarette in their mouths. Chu Nian puffed out smoke rings and said, "Angel, are you sure concussions won't cause amnesia?" Why do I feel that something is wrong with Qin Jin these two days, he is so obedient that he panics!"

Gao Yuanfeng rolled his eyes almost to the back of his head, and silently classified Chu Nian into the category of Tianzi No. [-] illiterate, and said helplessly: "You have watched too many Korean dramas, amnesia is a false proposition in medicine ! Let you have a mild concussion first and then a high fever of [-] degrees, and you have to get down too! Don't be fooled, he is just sick, and when he recovers, our good days will come to an end. you……"

Gao Yuanfeng chattered happily,