[Quick Transit] After flirting with the sickly boss

"Qin Ying."

With a hot breakfast in his arms, Luo He stood under the streetlight at the fork in the road and waited for Qin Ying to come over.

He foolishly called Qin Ying's name in a low voice, and he felt that he was so stupid, so he couldn't help laughing happily.

Qin Ying was the first friend he made in No. [-] Middle School.

Although he has a bad reputation among outsiders, Luo He likes him with his flamboyant personality.

They have been going to and from school together for several days, and today Luo He is waiting for Qin Ying to come here as usual.

But he waited for a long time, and it seemed that he was going to be late, and Qin Ying hadn't come yet.

The number of people passing by gradually increased, and some people were discussing that someone had stabbed someone to death in the street at the corner, sighing endlessly.

Luo He's scalp is numb, that's where Qin Ying came from.

He couldn't help but wonder how there could be such a funny coincidence in this world, and with Qin Ying's fighting power, such a thing would definitely not happen.

But when he squeezed into the crowd out of breath, what he saw was Qin Ying's white down jacket soaked in blood and snow.

The feathers inside were scattered all over the place, sticking dirty to the ground.Qin Ying was lying on the ground, his face was pale, and his life and death were uncertain.

Luo He's uncontrollable breakfast dropped all over the floor.

He touched Qin Ying's face with trembling hands, it was hot, and he shook Qin Ying's hand again.

"Qin Ying, wake up! Just hold on, the ambulance will come soon!"

He shook his hands to take out his mobile phone to call 120. The onlookers said that both the police and the ambulance had been called. He held Qin Ying's hand in a daze, his eyes were blurred by the blood.

On this cold winter morning, Qin Ying changed from warm to cold.He died before the ambulance came.

The murderer died not far away.

He stabbed Qin Ying five times, and Qin Ying grabbed the weapon and stabbed him four times. After Qin Ying fell down, the murderer wanted to escape. After running several hundred meters, he fell down and never got up again.

Luohe has few friends.

He has an eccentric personality, and often makes people angry if he doesn't pay attention, and he doesn't know much about the world, so he concentrates on his hobby of painting.

Qin Ying was the first good friend he made by himself.

But Qin should die in front of him.

Luo He hugged Qin Ying's dead body and covered the knife wound. His whole body seemed to have been emptied of his soul, and he didn't even know how to cry.

He followed into the ambulance, then confirmed Qin Ying's death from the doctor's words, and was taken to the police station.

He is very calm, and can answer all questions calmly. He has seen the murderer in the police photo. That person followed them several times and was beaten up by Qin Ying.The police suspected it was revenge.

It was already noon when Luo He finished his notes, his white down jacket was covered in blood, the police asked him to change clothes, but he refused, and walked home in this blood-stained white down jacket of the same style as Qin Ying, walking Walking, it's snowing.

Luo He remembered that this warm and bloody clothes was a gift from Qin Ying, and shed tears for some reason.

The tear flowed from the right eye, across the beautiful face that could even be said to have a cold expression, Luo He wiped it away with one finger.

He lived alone, the house was empty, Luo He didn't take off his coat, and when he lay down on the bed, he was stunned.

Qin Ying lay beside him, reaching out to hold his face.

"Change your clothes quickly, it's dirty."

Luo He was extremely calm, when he touched Qin Ying, he actually touched a solid body, soft and cold, and did not pass through.

"Qin Ying, you are dead."

Qin Ying smiled, "I know, but if you can still see me, I'm very happy."

His expression is genuinely soft, and his eyes are full of strong emotions that Luo He can't understand.

He was not injured either, and was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, which looked a bit like autumn clothes.

very nice.

Luo He has never seen Qin Ying like this.He couldn't tell what it was like, but his cheeks felt hot for no reason.

Maybe too happy.He thought he would never see Qin Ying again.

Luo He reacted, "Did I say something wrong again?"

"No, you are quite right."

Qin Ying fished Luo He over, he was a head taller than Luo He, now he embeds the person in his arms, like hugging a big white rabbit, very satisfied, his cheeks rub against Luo He's neck, Greedily absorbing the warm breath and the faint fragrance from Luo He's body.

Luo He was so shocked by his ice that he didn't hide, but squeezed even harder into Qin Ying's arms, found a comfortable position and nestled close together, a little drowsy.

Probably in winter, as long as I lie on the bed, I can't help but want to sleep.

Moreover, Qin Ying is back, very relieved.

Finally relaxed, Luo He, who was too relaxed all of a sudden, yawned softly.

"Then what's next?"

Qin Ying snorted softly, pulled the quilt to roll it up, wrapped himself around Luo He, and rolled them into a big silkworm chrysalis with the quilt, Luo He also obediently let him move, it was too cute.

Qin Ying's little heart skipped a beat when he was teased by his appearance, and the unwillingness at the time of his death completely dissipated.As long as he can still be with Hehe, they will always move forward together in the future.

"I will continue to 'live' in this form."

"Then let me make offerings to you?" Luo Heman thought he had come up with a great idea, his eyes sparkled, "If you are alone, you will definitely become a lonely ghost, I can offer you incense, if The incense is not enough, you can still absorb my yang energy, anyway, I live alone, you can live with me, I will teach you how to draw, okay?"

He didn't know how dangerous it was to make such an almost-promising proposal to a ghost.

And how seductive.

It was so flirtatious that he wished he could eat him right away, it was so cute.

Qin Ying could hardly restrain his overwhelming emotions.After his death, he had more difficulty controlling his emotions and became easily emotional.

He laughed softly, "Yes. You don't need offerings or incense, and I won't suck your yang energy. As a friend, I will never hurt you, as long as I'm with you." .”

"Okay, okay!" Luo He patted Qin Ying's back with emotion, and suddenly said angrily, "I forgot to ask for leave!"

"The teacher will know what happened. You can go directly tomorrow." The police will definitely notify the teacher.

"Hmm, why don't you go to sleep first?"

"it is good."

Satisfied, Luo He hugged his lost and recovered good friend and fell asleep.

Qin Ying stared at his sleeping face, feeling an unprecedented satisfaction in his heart.

He has already tried it, and no one can see him except Luo He.

It's not lonely, it's the best.

His world is so clean that only Luo He is left, and he is the only special thing in Luo He.

Soon, he will shed his friend status.

How great.

He will get what he wants.

After Luo He woke up, he and Qin Ying cleaned up the guest room for Qin Ying to live in, and bought clothes for Qin Ying online. Qin Ying said he couldn't wear them, but Luo He still bought them. Have a sense of belonging.

Before going to bed, Luo He drew a picture for Qin Ying.

On the street full of indifferent pedestrians, Qin Ying's body was lying there, bleeding all over the ground, and Qin Ying's soul was floating in the air, holding Luo He's hand.

He gave the painting to Qin Ying.

And said good night to him.

Qin Ying replied to him warmly: "Good night."

His body was icy and cold, like a large human-shaped popsicle, but there was almost viscous warmth in his voice.

Luo He woke up in the middle of the night, Qin Ying was sitting beside his bed, he met Qin Ying's eyes as soon as he raised his head, for some reason, those wounds reappeared on Qin Ying's body, it was hideous and terrifying.

Luo He rubbed his eyes: "Qin Ying, aren't you going to sleep?"

Qin Ying propped his chin and looked at him, "I can't sleep."

Luo He yawned, "Then you come to sleep with me?"

The wounds on Qin Ying's body gradually healed and became normal.

A smile appeared on his pale face, he touched Luo He's face contentedly, and replied warmly: "Okay."

When Luo He fell asleep, he couldn't feel Luo He's obsession anymore, so he watched himself change back to that appearance.

There is no need for Luo He to think about him and miss him all the time, as long as he stays by Luo He's side, he is fine.

His survival depends on Luo He, and Luo He's life is in his hands.

Satisfied, Qin Ying pressed Luo He, who was already asleep, into his arms.

The next day, Luo He, who was already fine, happily dragged Qin Ying to school.

When buying breakfast, I habitually bought two servings, because Qin Ying couldn't eat it, and Luo He, who couldn't eat it, had to feed the other serving to the stray cat.

Fortunately, he went out early, fed the stray cats near the school, and ran into the class before he was late. Most of the classmates came, and Luo He was watched by everyone as soon as he entered the door.

Afterwards, these people felt that it was too obvious, and pretended to turn their eyes back inadvertently.

The story of Qin Ying being killed and Luo He holding his body was widely circulated in the school.

No one thought that Qin Ying would die, nor did they expect that Luo He had such a good relationship with Qin Ying. It was said that Qin Ying would die on that road because he wanted to meet Luo He and come to school together.

Rumors were passed around, and it turned out that Luo He was the main culprit in Qin Yinghui's death.

Luo He is a well-known painter on the Internet. He hardly knows anyone in school. There are batches of people mocking him in the posts, because no one understands him, and no one defends him. Only his classmates will have such strange eyes on him.

Qin Ying's seat was in the last row, and he occupied two seats by himself. There were books in the drawer, a pack of cigarettes and two packs of snacks.

Qin Ying was used to doing things casually, and didn't think there was anything wrong with it, but when Luo He helped him clean up, he suddenly felt very embarrassed.

Luo He didn't mind at all, and didn't complain in a low voice. He quickly tidied things up neatly. Thinking that these things would be disposed of as relics in the end, even Qin Ying's seat, he couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable, and stuffed the things into the in your own bag.

He patted his bag lightly, and said in a low voice, "It's okay, you can sit next to me in class from now on."

Qin Ying: "OK."

The classmates next to him looked at Luo He strangely, but because they were unfamiliar, no one came to ask Luo He what he was even curious.

Before school was over, Qin Ying's desk was carried away.