thank you for your hate

21,

"Your grandfather, isn't it said that he passed away a long time ago?"

This question troubled Qi Xiao until midnight. He sat on the sofa and finished reading the latest English best-selling novel. He still couldn't get enough of it. He felt passionate about bringing the suspense in the book to life, so he simply sent a text message to Chang Yun.

He still refuses to share the same bed with Chang Yu, even though Chang Yu can't understand this attachment: After all the work, is it still a problem to sleep together?

But for Qi Xiao, this is just a thing. Exchanging genitals can be interpreted as pleasure-seeking, and sleeping with someone on the bed at home until dawn is another yardstick. If it is a luxury hotel like a hotel Qi Xiao wouldn't mind the bed.

This is tangled, not clear.

Qi Xiao didn't delve into what Chang Yu was his own, because he was so dizzy that of course he couldn't make it obvious, so he vaguely pushed Chang Yu into the bedroom in the name of "taking care of the sick", and Qi Xiao slept alone on the sofa.

Chang Yun also seems to be a nocturnal animal, and quickly replied: "Yes, you saw him?"

This tricky person...

Qi Xiao cursed secretly in his heart, and simply dialed the phone. Chang Yun picked it up after a long time, and quietly listened to Qi Xiao's report on the things from the night before before he spoke, but the topic was irrelevant: "Drink, come Not coming?"

"Now?"

"Are you coming? Or is it only Chang Yu who can invite your boss?"

Qi Xiao is not a dull person, he could hear the unusualness in Chang Yun's tone, and sat up from the sofa without saying a word: "Where?"

Chang Yun gave an address and added: "It's snowing outside, drive slowly."

Then he hung up the phone, Qi Xiao didn't dare to neglect, quickly dressed thickly, and went out to drive.

The snow was falling, but fortunately it was midnight, and the road was deserted. It took Qi Xiao nearly four or ten minutes to reach the place designated by Chang Yun. It was a small bar that was still in operation. come light.

Qi Xiao opened the door and went in. There were only two people inside, one was a young woman behind the bar, and the other was Chang Yun who was leaning on the single sofa.

The woman grinned at Qi Xiao and walked into the room without saying a word. Qi Xiao heard the sound of "Deng Deng" going upstairs. He didn't even see her facial features, but he could catch a glimpse of the tears on the other's cheeks that were too late to wipe away. .

"Come on, sit down, get whatever wine you want over there by yourself, the variety is complete—" Chang Yun said to Qi Xiao, his voice was hoarse than that on the phone.

Qi Xiao took off his coat, poured himself a glass of whiskey, and sat across from Chang Yun. He looked intently, Chang Yun was dressed unexpectedly formally today, with a black suit coat clinging to the back of the sofa, but his tie and shirt were still Regular, neat and uncluttered.

Of course, he also smelled the pungent alcohol smell on Chang Yun's body.

For the first ten minutes, neither of them spoke again.

Just drink, and sometimes all the solace the spirit needs is a quiet drink with someone.

Under the influence of alcohol, logic and self-control will definitely be weakened. Qi Xiao understands that Chang Yun is the person who cherishes these qualities the most, and there must be a reason for him, but Qi Xiao does not intend to take the initiative to ask questions.

After all, he came to drink with Chang Yun.

Later, Chang Yun finally spoke, not discussing himself, but questioning Qi Xiao: "What are you going to do with Chang Yu? I'm really tired of watching the scenes between the two of you. How about I kill him for you?"

Qi Xiao was dumbfounded, with an inexplicable sense of absurd reality, he smiled wryly, shook his glass, and took another sip.

"As long as you kill him, isn't everything settled?" Chang Yun chuckled, "You don't have to worry about it anymore, and you don't need the excuse of 'I don't want him but he's haunting me', you two just need to If one dies, everything will be fine."

Moving his body slightly, Qi Xiao sighed and asked seriously: "Then why didn't I die?"

"If you die, no one will drink with me in the middle of the night. Chang Yu won't, and that woman... won't either." Chang Yun's eyes were as deep as a lake, and Qi Xiao was used to his indifferent appearance , this person in front of him is quite strange.

After holding back and holding back, Qi Xiao still couldn't hold back: "Who is that woman?"

Chang Yun did not answer of course and continued to drink.

There was no uran in the wine, and while drinking, Qi Xiao became sleepy, in a trance, he heard Chang Yun say: "Qi Xiao, don't think that there is more time, you can drag it, drag it, Maybe I'll die someday. But maybe it's a good thing to die, because after I die, I can get rid of things that I thought I couldn't get rid of, such as my grandfather."

grandfather?

Qi Xiao thought vaguely, who is the "grandpa" living in Chang Yu's mobile phone?

He didn't know how long he had slept, but when Qi Xiao opened his eyes again, Chang Yun, who was opposite him, had been moved to the couch, covered with a blanket, with his eyes closed tightly, snoring faintly.

On the opposite side of the couch was the young woman sitting just now. Qi Xiao could see clearly that the woman was at most in her twenties, her hair was coiled up, and her small face without makeup was full of sorrow. Compared with Ms. Qin, she lacked a job The sophistication of the beauty adds a layer of mystery to the nightlife.

When she heard the movement, she turned her head and smiled at Qi Xiao again, her red lips parted slightly, and her voice was soothing and deep: "Hi, what's my name? My name is Maimai."

"The wheat of the wheat?"

"Ha," the woman nodded, "yes, my sister's name is Damai, and my name is Wheat."

Qi Xiao looked at her, and then at Chang Yun who was in a deep sleep: "Qi Xiao, brave Xiao... Miss Maimai, I will blame Chang Yun for all my troubles, thank you."

Mai Mai pursed her lips: "This store belongs to Brother Yun, who can count on his head?"

Chang Yun's bar?

Qi Xiao couldn't help being surprised. He and Chang Yun had never had any work contact, but it was difficult to connect the "bar" business with Chang Yun. The violation was no less than Chang Yu's work in a noodle shop.

"Brother Yun bought this for my sister," Mai Mai looked at Chang Yun obsessively, and said to himself, "It's a pity that my sister is not blessed to enjoy it, and went to heaven with my little nephew."

She turned her head again, and smiled sadly at Qi Xiao, who opened his mouth so wide that he could stuff a duck's egg: "Didn't you hear Brother Yun say that? At that time, I also thought that my sister had become the mistress of a rich man, so we should break up with her." We have been in touch for a long time. Today is the memorial day for my sister and little nephew, Brother Xiao specially came here to drink with Brother Yun, thank you on behalf of my sister in heaven..."

Qi Xiao held back for a long time before finally saying: "I don't understand."

Chang Yun, who seems to see through the world of mortals, has already passed through the calamity of life and death separated by yin and yang?

This kind of thing is too hard to imagine!

Mai also seems to need someone to confide in, but her narration is upside down, Qi Xiao has no choice but to throw away the timeline, and roughly figured out that after Chang Yun and Damai fell in love, they secretly married and had a child.

But since then, Damai’s bad luck has continued, she has lost her job, her relationship has collapsed, her close friends and her own sister have left her, and some of the wrong things she did ignorantly in her early years have been publicized everywhere, and some people even keep sending threatening letters to her children .

Damai has nowhere to turn for help. Although under the care of Chang Yun, he opened the bar that he has been thinking about all by himself, but Chang Yun, who cannot put aside the responsibilities of the Chang family, cannot guard her and the children all the time, let alone privately. Use the relationship of the Chang family to maintain their small family.

When something happened to the bar, Damai finally found out in despair that Chang Yun's love brought more pressure that she had to bear independently. s attack.

Xiaomai told Qi Xiao that Damai and his two-year-old nephew died in a car accident on a winter afternoon. No one knew why this mother was holding the child and hurried across the busy street, ignoring the situation a few meters away. pedestrian bridge.

After Da Mai and the child died, Chang Yun told Mai that he would never marry again.

Qi Xiao asked in disbelief: "Could it be that everything that happened to your sister was done by the Chang family?"

"There's no difference," Mai Mai said. She looked at Qi Xiao, and tears rolled down her eyes again. "My sister is still dead. Why didn't I treat her better before she died?"

die?

Qi Xiao felt cold, he seemed to need wine again——

No matter how entangled the relationship is, as long as one party dies, no matter what the reason is, the relationship will end here and will never continue.

How many people who wantonly squander love, hate, and hatred are in the separation and reunion at will, thinking that one day, love will never wake up a person who has been sleeping forever?