Obsessed with Qin

Shoulder: "Do you mind?"

Qin Jin's facial features are very good, both the front and the side are exquisite and handsome. He turned his face halfway and raised his thick black eyebrows, adding a bit of youthful knight-like rebelliousness and ruffianity to his handsomeness. Yan Xiaobei Seeing it in his eyes, he couldn't help but sighed lowly, and shook his head slowly: "I don't mind, you can smoke."

A ray of warm red light lit up in the dimly lit standard room of the hotel, and then the gray smoke curled away. Qin Jin habitually exhaled two smoke rings, raised his head halfway, and said, "You hate Xu Ming deeply, I can I understand, I can understand that you hate Qin Zhao, but I feel that Qin Zhao is as innocent as you in this bad debt. It was Xu Mingshen who ruined the lives of the three people. You may not know that my brother went to jail for him At that time, my mother swallowed sleeping pills and almost died. Even if Qin Zhao owed you anything, he would have paid it off long ago."

These words were spoken by Qin Jin, even though every sentence was reasonable, there was an inexplicable sense of irony, Yan Xiaobei didn't answer the words, and the atmosphere was a little cold for a while.Qin Ershao really couldn't figure out what the Martian immigrant in front of him was thinking. He picked up his cup and took a sip of milk tea, but was scorched.The palm of his hand was suddenly empty, and then it was full again. It was Yan Xiaobei who gave him his own milk tea, and said in a low voice, "Drink this. When you took a bath, I dipped the cup in ice water to freeze it. Now The temperature is just right for the entrance.”

Qin Jin sighed: "When you and Xu Mingshen were together, was this how you took care of him?"

Yan Xiaobei nodded: "We've been together for too long, I'm used to it." After thinking for a while, he added: "I understand what you said, but you have to leave something for me, my love is over. After death, there is no one who bears grudges. I don’t even know what I want to do in life. Besides, you are all such powerful people. What's the difference, it's just a thought."

This kind of weird theory is completely incompatible with Xu Ming's shameless gangster logic. Qin Jin opened his mouth, and suddenly realized that strange things belong to strange things, and it really makes sense, so he had no choice but to say: "Okay, if you have the energy, Just hate it."

Qin Jin really thinks that Yan Xiaobei is a genius in the heart-talking world, and a string of strange theories blocked all his words. Qin Jin was thinking about what topic to pick up to continue the conversation, when Yan Xiaobei's hoarse voice rang out slowly , It was a serious question at the beginning: "Qin Jin, your first time was given to Qin Zhao, how does it feel? People who like each other do that kind of thing, how does it feel?"

Qin Jin didn't realize what this "first time" meant for a while, and he said "Huh?" Yan Xiaobei probably didn't really want an answer, so he continued on his own: "My first time It hurt so bad once, I even thought I would die in that dark night..."

Qin Jin, as a stinky hooligan in the Qingqing world, and a little Qingqing in the hooligan world, reacted belatedly, and when he thought of the first night that could be regarded as a mess, he blushed immediately, and even his ears burned. While rubbing his ears in a concealed manner, he listened to Yan Xiaobei's way: "When Xu Mingshen got into an accident with poison, you only knew that Qin Zhao helped him take the blame, but you didn't know that I knelt down for him all day and all night in front of Xu's mansion. , A leg was crippled from freezing.”

Qin Jin stopped rubbing his ears, and Yan Xiaobei looked down at his fingers, as if he was speaking to Qin Jin, or to the air: "After Qin Zhao went to prison, Xu Mingshen finally realized his insignificance. And vulnerable, he frantically wanted to get ahead, so he returned to the Xu family and bowed his head to the biological father he hated the most. Xu Mingshen's cultural class was bad, and under the operation of the Xu family, he was sent to the army to be gilded On the day of enlisting in the army, Qin Zhao just got out of prison. I secretly went to see Qin Zhao behind his back. I just wanted to take a look for him and see if Qin Zhao was doing well. It completely changed."

Hearing this, Qin Jin's chest tightened inexplicably, thinking that this is probably where the collapse of this pair of enemies began.Yan Xiaobei closed his eyes, it seemed that the things that followed were too painful, so painful that even memories felt like torture.

Qin Jin threw the cigarette butt into the milk tea quilt to extinguish it, and said, "Forget it, don't mention the past."

Yan Xiaobei smiled: "It's a shame that I didn't make it a joke and tell others about it. He thought it was me who provoked the relationship between him and Qin Zhao. Telling the truth in front of me. At that time, I opened a small restaurant next to their residence. I originally thought that I could be closer to him and make him less lonely, but I didn’t expect it to become a satire on myself. He jumped over the wall and came out Brought into the diner..."

Yan Xiaobei stopped suddenly when he said this, Qin Jin completely entered the drama, and answered subconsciously: "And then?" Sarcastically spit out two words: "Wall exposed. Then he wall exposed me."

It's not the deep love between you and me, but a unilateral plunder. Qin Jin can imagine, with Xu Ming's deep sternness, what a terrible night it was.

Yan Xiaobei seemed to have completely fallen into memory, and returned to the small, cramped street restaurant. The first floor was the kitchen and a small hall with tables and chairs, and he slept in the small attic upstairs.Everything happened too hastily, and the haste was too late to close the curtains. He lay on his back on the old but clean iron frame bed, and through the narrow glass window he could see a cold moon hanging in the sky. Xu Ming was wrapped in a deep blanket. Han Qi's body clings to him, and his muscular lines are like steel.

He felt very cold, very cold, as if his heartbeat had been frozen.Xu Mingshen came wearing the camouflage uniform he had worn during training. He took out the armed belt from the messy clothes thrown on the ground, and tied his hands neatly. The entry came suddenly and fiercely. Yan Xiaobei didn't remember whether he cried or not, but I remember that Xu Mingshen reached out and covered his mouth, making him swallow all his grievances and sorrows.

He was so painful that he twisted his waist crazily to dodge, and the canopy bed superimposed on two large living people made an overwhelmed sound.Xu Ming's deep and suppressed breath fell on his shoulders together with his teeth. The scorching breath and sharp teeth filled the air with a fishy-sweet smell, and every exit and entry was accompanied by a bone-piercing pain.The night was so thick that it was almost frozen, and Yan Xiaobei was trapped between hell and heaven in the darkness that was too dark to see the edge.

In a trance, Yan Xiaobei felt that he was turned over, the man's pounding heart was pressed against his back, his fingers roughly brushed his thighs and waist, leaving bruises, and then he went around and held his hand. There is something that has not stood up, and the hoarse voice has the unique flavor of being in a valley: "Aren't you happy? Isn't this what you want? I've given you everything, so why not be dissatisfied!"

The torment of the soul and the body, Yan Xiaobei seemed to feel that he no longer knew what pain was. He lay on the bed in an almost humiliating posture, and he could see the cold moon outside the window when he turned his face. He said to the man lying on top of him, "I'm stupid and my brain is not clear, but I can see when you are happy and when you are not happy. You lived in Xu's house." You are not happy, I can see it; you are not happy when you like Qin Zhao, I can see that..."

Something, an extremely cold drop, fell on Yan Xiaobei's back, that idiot just thought it was the sweat of indulgence.

In the dense darkness, the young Xu Mingshen suddenly stopped all movements. He lowered his head, and pressed his cold forehead against Yan Xiaobei's Guanghua's back, and the two of them clung to each other like newborn babies.No one can see anyone's expression, each guarding their own thoughts.

The story ended in Yan Xiaobei's almost ironic "wall exposure". Qin Jin felt his throat was a little clogged. He never thought that viewing the same story from Qin Zhao's point of view and Yan Xiaobei's point of view would be able to Seeing two completely different faces, but no matter what kind of appearance, Xu Mingshen is an out-and-out scum.

Qin Jin wanted to reach out and pat Yan Xiaobei on the shoulder, but as soon as his mind turned to Qin Zhao, he felt that doing anything would be embarrassing, so he could only pop out another cigarette to light it, and exhaled the smoke ring: " Now that you have figured it out, it is not too late to leave him, you still have a long good time."

Yan Xiaobei smiled, and in the immersion of memories, that smile looked extremely melancholy, and he murmured to himself in a very soft voice: "I will never love anyone again as I love you; I will never hate anyone again like I hate you... ..."

If what has happened can really be rewritten, if Qin Jin saw the inspection report accumulated on Gao Yuanfeng's desk before finding Yan Xiaobei, he must be able to taste the danger and farewell from this sentence However, the person who should know the truth the most is wrong with the truth, and all the plots are stained with the dark gray background before the destruction.

Qin Jin sighed with determination, watched the smoke slowly disappearing before his eyes until it dissipated, and said: "With Xu Mingshen's urtic nature of only taking advantage and not taking a loss, if you want to leave, he will definitely not allow it. Those who chased you just now, don't Could it be that he sent it?"

Yan Xiaobei shook his head: "It's not him."

Qin Jin sneered: "Don't worry about him, it's not him, it must have something to do with him! How could you, a Martian immigrant, provoke those desperadoes? He stabbed the basket, but the retribution fell on you! Really! It's his ancestor! Didn't you say that you want me to help you? I can help you, but the ugly words come first. I helped you. From now on, you and Qin Zhao's previous entanglement will be wiped out