baby miss me today
Chapter 89
"Scared."
"It means that I am not in the same world as you."
After Qiao Yu finished speaking, he let go of his arm, and jumped back a step. Because his legs and feet were weak, he was a little unsteady, and his left foot tripped over his right foot, and he staggered suddenly.
This is very drunk.
Ji Rongchen quickly wrapped his arms around his waist, took him into his arms, patted Qiao Yu's back, and said cooperatively, "Yes, I'm so scared."
what.
Qiao Yu was unconscious, but the tone always felt weird.
Shouldn't it be "ahhhh" when I'm scared?
Stretching out his head from Ji Rongchen's arms, he stretched out his index finger and poked him on the face. Qiao Yu half-closed his eyes, tilted his head and asked, "Are you Baby Ji?"
Clutching Qiao Yu's troubled hands, Ji Rongchen replied, "It's me."
Qiao Yu said "Oh", nodded, and broke away from his arms completely.
Then, like a little old man, with his hands behind his back, he turned and left.
Ji Rongchen frowned, and followed him closely, with his arms outstretched, in a defensive state, protecting Qiao Yu.
Qiao Yu, who was walking in front, suddenly turned around, stared at his face, and repeated: "I'm not kidding, I'm really not Qiao Yu."
The grievances suffered will not disappear, and some seemingly healed wounds are covered with layers of scabs.
For Qiao Yu, many things were just to be suppressed, not to hurt, not to care about, but it was not non-existent.
Looking at Ji Rongchen at this moment, he was bored and bored, all kinds of messy past were like the weather before the summer rain, filled with moisture, making his whole body uncomfortable.
A surge of hostility surged from the bottom of my heart, with the anger to break through some invisible and paradoxical encounter, wishing to shake all the mess out of my body.
Shake it clean, shake it neatly, and burn it with a fire.
Qiao Yu wobbled and took two steps to the left, then two steps to the right, and finally sat down on the curb, as if opening a conversation box, intermittently, regardless of whether the listener listened to it or not, Just say it to yourself.
"My parents are not mine."
"Friends are not mine."
"It's not my birthday."
"None of them are mine."
"Even if I suddenly disappear, no one will remember, and no one will know that I have been here."
"It's the same in the real world."
Qiao Yu lowered his head, his voice gradually lowered.
"Nobody wanted it when I was little."
Just listening to Qiao Yu's low tone, a dull pain like a knife cut spread from his chest.
Ji Rongchen's heart tightened, and he squatted down slowly in front of him, leaned over to hold Qiao Yu in his arms, kissed his hair, and comforted him like a child:
"I'm yours."
"I will remember."
Qiao Yu raised her arms habitually, trying to shake Ji Rongchen away, but he hugged him even harder.
Swing away and get caught.
Then waved away and was hugged tightly by the shoulders.
After some stalemate, Qiao Yu put his fingers together, grabbed Ji Rongchen's collar fiercely, and bit his neck hard.
Ji Rongchen snorted, but patted his back lightly with soothing hands.
A few minutes later, Qiao Yu's strength gradually weakened, as if she was losing strength, her upper body slipped, and she buried her face in Ji Rongchen's arms, her shoulders shrugged slightly.
"pat"
"pat"
"pat"
The rain that had been holding back for a day fell when the voices were about to die, and the bean-sized raindrops smudged light-colored traces on the granite.
Qiao Yu was just whimpering softly at first, covering her mouth desperately to keep silent, but gradually, she wailed with the rain.
Ji Rongchen pursed his lips into a line, picked him up horizontally, and brought him to the nearby carport.
On a rainy night, Qiao Yu burst into tears in Ji Rongchen's arms.
Ji Rongchen didn't say anything, just hugged Qiao Yu and let him drain the grievances accumulated for 20 years at once.
-
"Ah, my head hurts."
After the rain, the sun shone into the room along the window curtains. Qiao Yu rubbed her head and sat up, her eyes were uncomfortable and tense.
He opened his mouth and found that his throat was also dry.
After pressing her temples twice, Qiao Yu leaned weakly against the head of the bed.
1551
I couldn't exert any strength in my body, and my stomach was still full of nausea.
This is the last time he will drink.
Really!
Qiao Yu silently set a flag in her heart.
The hangover was too bad.
It's just two glasses of beer. With his original physique, what a difference.
wrong.
Catching a certain word, Qiao Yu's mind recalled the scene of him sitting on the curb after sending his friend away.
And grabbing and tearing and biting at someone's shirt.
Qiao Yu: "..."
He seems to have said something to Ji Rongchen that shouldn't be said?
The movement of putting on clothes stopped, Qiao Yu put down his shirt and concentrated on thinking.
Immediately afterwards, the memories of last night were recalled one after another, one after another, very clear.
Thinking of what she had done, Qiao Yu, who was still drunk and insane, faced social death head on.
asphyxia.
Why is there such a strong desire to talk and express when drunk? ! ! !
Not only did he shake off his identity as a time traveler from birthday to address in detail, but he also hugged Ji Rongchen's arm and cried and made noises.
Even the fact that no one coaxed the injection into the buttocks was brought out so many years ago.
Just say it.
The worst thing is, he was sobbing and crying while asking Ji Rongchen to rub him.
Ahhh.
Faceless.
Qiao Yu's face turned cold and hot, and she hugged her head with a cry, and buried herself in the blanket like an ostrich.
He regrets it now, very much.
I regret that I can't hit the tofu with my head.
Why drink!
The bedroom door opened from the outside with a "click", and Ji Rongchen walked to the bed with warm lemon and honey water.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, Qiao Yu hid under the quilt and subconsciously covered it up again.
Ji Rongchen raised his eyebrows, and the corner of his mouth raised an upward arc: "Does your stomach feel uncomfortable?"
strangeness.
Why is Baby Ji so calm?
Qiao Yu's eyes rolled slightly, and she pulled back the quilt little by little, revealing half of her face and looking out.
Could it be that the mess last night was actually his dream?
Or Ji Rongchen thought he was talking nonsense, so he just cooperated on the surface.
Otherwise, would normal people react so flatly when they hear that there is actually another person living in a person's shell?
Qiao Yu was puzzled and decided to wait and see.
Ji Rongchen took two steps forward to help him up, put a pillow behind him, and put the straw to Qiao Yu's mouth.
Qiao Yu opened his mouth and took a sip in the posture of Ji Rongchen feeding water.
The dry throat was moistened, seeing the bite marks on Ji Rongchen's neck, Qiao Yu's eyes wandered, feeling a little uncomfortable.
Probably guessed right, Ji Rongchen didn't mention a word during the whole process from serving him to drink water to eating.
Qiao Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
Sipping lean meat porridge, tacitly pretending to be a drunken fragment.
After dinner, Qiao Yu rode a scooter to school as usual.
Walking on the sidewalk where there was still water, Qiao Yu took a deep breath with the unique smell of mud after the rain floating in the air.
Although it was embarrassing to cry, he realized that the things that had been piling up in his heart seemed to have been washed away by the rain last night.
He's all right!
Half a month later, it was 6.30 - Qiao Yu's real birthday.
Taking advantage of the weekend, I got up early to do hygiene.
After these days, he became more and more sure that Ji Rongchen didn't take what he said that night seriously.
On the one hand, Qiao Yu didn't have to worry about being caught as a specimen for research;
Shaking his head, he continued to scrub and scrub on the operating table.
"Ding dong."
The phone in his pocket rang, and Qiao Yu took out a piece of paper to wipe his hands clean.
- Special Assistant Wu:
[Mr. Qiao, please repost the advertisement video of Xiayueai Game Controller]
Qiao Yu blinked.
[What about today? ]
- Special Assistant Wu:
[Yes]
[Because it is a birthday present from Mr. Ji to a certain child]
"It means that I am not in the same world as you."
After Qiao Yu finished speaking, he let go of his arm, and jumped back a step. Because his legs and feet were weak, he was a little unsteady, and his left foot tripped over his right foot, and he staggered suddenly.
This is very drunk.
Ji Rongchen quickly wrapped his arms around his waist, took him into his arms, patted Qiao Yu's back, and said cooperatively, "Yes, I'm so scared."
what.
Qiao Yu was unconscious, but the tone always felt weird.
Shouldn't it be "ahhhh" when I'm scared?
Stretching out his head from Ji Rongchen's arms, he stretched out his index finger and poked him on the face. Qiao Yu half-closed his eyes, tilted his head and asked, "Are you Baby Ji?"
Clutching Qiao Yu's troubled hands, Ji Rongchen replied, "It's me."
Qiao Yu said "Oh", nodded, and broke away from his arms completely.
Then, like a little old man, with his hands behind his back, he turned and left.
Ji Rongchen frowned, and followed him closely, with his arms outstretched, in a defensive state, protecting Qiao Yu.
Qiao Yu, who was walking in front, suddenly turned around, stared at his face, and repeated: "I'm not kidding, I'm really not Qiao Yu."
The grievances suffered will not disappear, and some seemingly healed wounds are covered with layers of scabs.
For Qiao Yu, many things were just to be suppressed, not to hurt, not to care about, but it was not non-existent.
Looking at Ji Rongchen at this moment, he was bored and bored, all kinds of messy past were like the weather before the summer rain, filled with moisture, making his whole body uncomfortable.
A surge of hostility surged from the bottom of my heart, with the anger to break through some invisible and paradoxical encounter, wishing to shake all the mess out of my body.
Shake it clean, shake it neatly, and burn it with a fire.
Qiao Yu wobbled and took two steps to the left, then two steps to the right, and finally sat down on the curb, as if opening a conversation box, intermittently, regardless of whether the listener listened to it or not, Just say it to yourself.
"My parents are not mine."
"Friends are not mine."
"It's not my birthday."
"None of them are mine."
"Even if I suddenly disappear, no one will remember, and no one will know that I have been here."
"It's the same in the real world."
Qiao Yu lowered his head, his voice gradually lowered.
"Nobody wanted it when I was little."
Just listening to Qiao Yu's low tone, a dull pain like a knife cut spread from his chest.
Ji Rongchen's heart tightened, and he squatted down slowly in front of him, leaned over to hold Qiao Yu in his arms, kissed his hair, and comforted him like a child:
"I'm yours."
"I will remember."
Qiao Yu raised her arms habitually, trying to shake Ji Rongchen away, but he hugged him even harder.
Swing away and get caught.
Then waved away and was hugged tightly by the shoulders.
After some stalemate, Qiao Yu put his fingers together, grabbed Ji Rongchen's collar fiercely, and bit his neck hard.
Ji Rongchen snorted, but patted his back lightly with soothing hands.
A few minutes later, Qiao Yu's strength gradually weakened, as if she was losing strength, her upper body slipped, and she buried her face in Ji Rongchen's arms, her shoulders shrugged slightly.
"pat"
"pat"
"pat"
The rain that had been holding back for a day fell when the voices were about to die, and the bean-sized raindrops smudged light-colored traces on the granite.
Qiao Yu was just whimpering softly at first, covering her mouth desperately to keep silent, but gradually, she wailed with the rain.
Ji Rongchen pursed his lips into a line, picked him up horizontally, and brought him to the nearby carport.
On a rainy night, Qiao Yu burst into tears in Ji Rongchen's arms.
Ji Rongchen didn't say anything, just hugged Qiao Yu and let him drain the grievances accumulated for 20 years at once.
-
"Ah, my head hurts."
After the rain, the sun shone into the room along the window curtains. Qiao Yu rubbed her head and sat up, her eyes were uncomfortable and tense.
He opened his mouth and found that his throat was also dry.
After pressing her temples twice, Qiao Yu leaned weakly against the head of the bed.
1551
I couldn't exert any strength in my body, and my stomach was still full of nausea.
This is the last time he will drink.
Really!
Qiao Yu silently set a flag in her heart.
The hangover was too bad.
It's just two glasses of beer. With his original physique, what a difference.
wrong.
Catching a certain word, Qiao Yu's mind recalled the scene of him sitting on the curb after sending his friend away.
And grabbing and tearing and biting at someone's shirt.
Qiao Yu: "..."
He seems to have said something to Ji Rongchen that shouldn't be said?
The movement of putting on clothes stopped, Qiao Yu put down his shirt and concentrated on thinking.
Immediately afterwards, the memories of last night were recalled one after another, one after another, very clear.
Thinking of what she had done, Qiao Yu, who was still drunk and insane, faced social death head on.
asphyxia.
Why is there such a strong desire to talk and express when drunk? ! ! !
Not only did he shake off his identity as a time traveler from birthday to address in detail, but he also hugged Ji Rongchen's arm and cried and made noises.
Even the fact that no one coaxed the injection into the buttocks was brought out so many years ago.
Just say it.
The worst thing is, he was sobbing and crying while asking Ji Rongchen to rub him.
Ahhh.
Faceless.
Qiao Yu's face turned cold and hot, and she hugged her head with a cry, and buried herself in the blanket like an ostrich.
He regrets it now, very much.
I regret that I can't hit the tofu with my head.
Why drink!
The bedroom door opened from the outside with a "click", and Ji Rongchen walked to the bed with warm lemon and honey water.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, Qiao Yu hid under the quilt and subconsciously covered it up again.
Ji Rongchen raised his eyebrows, and the corner of his mouth raised an upward arc: "Does your stomach feel uncomfortable?"
strangeness.
Why is Baby Ji so calm?
Qiao Yu's eyes rolled slightly, and she pulled back the quilt little by little, revealing half of her face and looking out.
Could it be that the mess last night was actually his dream?
Or Ji Rongchen thought he was talking nonsense, so he just cooperated on the surface.
Otherwise, would normal people react so flatly when they hear that there is actually another person living in a person's shell?
Qiao Yu was puzzled and decided to wait and see.
Ji Rongchen took two steps forward to help him up, put a pillow behind him, and put the straw to Qiao Yu's mouth.
Qiao Yu opened his mouth and took a sip in the posture of Ji Rongchen feeding water.
The dry throat was moistened, seeing the bite marks on Ji Rongchen's neck, Qiao Yu's eyes wandered, feeling a little uncomfortable.
Probably guessed right, Ji Rongchen didn't mention a word during the whole process from serving him to drink water to eating.
Qiao Yu breathed a sigh of relief.
Sipping lean meat porridge, tacitly pretending to be a drunken fragment.
After dinner, Qiao Yu rode a scooter to school as usual.
Walking on the sidewalk where there was still water, Qiao Yu took a deep breath with the unique smell of mud after the rain floating in the air.
Although it was embarrassing to cry, he realized that the things that had been piling up in his heart seemed to have been washed away by the rain last night.
He's all right!
Half a month later, it was 6.30 - Qiao Yu's real birthday.
Taking advantage of the weekend, I got up early to do hygiene.
After these days, he became more and more sure that Ji Rongchen didn't take what he said that night seriously.
On the one hand, Qiao Yu didn't have to worry about being caught as a specimen for research;
Shaking his head, he continued to scrub and scrub on the operating table.
"Ding dong."
The phone in his pocket rang, and Qiao Yu took out a piece of paper to wipe his hands clean.
- Special Assistant Wu:
[Mr. Qiao, please repost the advertisement video of Xiayueai Game Controller]
Qiao Yu blinked.
[What about today? ]
- Special Assistant Wu:
[Yes]
[Because it is a birthday present from Mr. Ji to a certain child]
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