The No.15 Years of Loving the Actor

Looking at Qin Yin, Zhao Yiran only knew to stand there and stare at him stupidly, sighed helplessly and walked up to him and said, "Do you still want this hand?"

Qin Yin suddenly hugged him tightly, lowered his head and begged in his ear: "Don't go, please."

Zhao Yiran wanted to break free from his arms but found that he couldn't, thinking that he was too emotional to negotiate now, so he stepped back temporarily and said: "I'll talk about it later, let me go first, and I'll give you medicine."

Qin Yin still didn't let go, so Zhao Yiran could only pursed his lips and compromised: "Okay, I won't go anymore."

Only then did Qin Yin let go of him, Zhao Yiran grabbed his wrist and sat on the sofa, opened his right hand and applied medicine to him.

When he saw Qin Yin's blood-stained palm and the broken glass stuck in his flesh, his heart twitched suddenly, and he looked up at Qin Yin with hatred and panic in his eyes, "Are you trying to force me to death?"

Qin Yin gently stroked his face with his uninjured left hand, "You once did such a thing for me."

Zhao Yiran glared at him and had nothing to say.He looked at his badly injured palm, fiddled with the medicine box and said, "I still have to go to the hospital, some of the wounds are too deep."

Qin Yin just looked at him intently, with expectation and persistence in his eyes.

Zhao Yiran suddenly felt a little sore in his heart.Indeed, he once did similar things to be with Qin Yin, and Qin Yin compromised in the end.How was he feeling at that time?Are you also like yourself, angry at yourself and reluctant to scold yourself again?

After all, why they did this, both of them knew it well.

Zhao Yiran gave Qin Yin a simple bandage and went to the hospital.He sat in the driver's seat and drove, and Qin Yin sat in the passenger seat and looked at him eagerly like a little daughter-in-law.

Zhao Yiran was so annoyed that he wanted to laugh, although the metaphor of a young daughter-in-law is not so appropriate, but Qin Yin's eyes are so pitiful, who would have thought that he still had a face of a god who didn't care about anything before.

He licked his thirsty lips, picked up the morning hot cocoa and drank it.The hot cocoa had turned into cold cocoa. He took a sip and thought that Qin Yin bought it for him in the morning.

He subconsciously glanced at Qin Yin's dry, peeling lips and pale face, and after thinking about it, he still passed the cocoa to him, "Do you want to drink?"

Qin Yin glanced at him in surprise, shook his head, "You drink."

Zhao Yiran hummed, and suddenly stopped the car on the side of the road, and got out of the car under Qin Yin's puzzled eyes.

Seeing that Zhao Yiran was not there, Qin Yin leaned on the back of the chair and gasped, looking at his hands.

It hurts...but worth it.

Not long after, Zhao Yiran came back and threw him a bottle of mineral water.Qin Yin had a smile on his face, "For me?"

Zhao Yiran cast a glance at him, then took the mineral water out of his hand, unscrewed the bottle cap and handed it to him.

Qin Yin raised his head and took a big gulp, Zhao Yiran took it again and screwed the cap on tightly.Just as he was about to speak, Zhao Yiran threw him another box of things and said, "Hold on, don't talk."

Qin Yin took it and saw that it was a box of plum candy. He was stunned, and the smile in his eyes deepened.

His liking to eat plum candy is equivalent to Zhao Yiran's liking to eating orange-flavored fudge. This is a little secret shared between the two of them, and he has never told anyone about it.

Qin Yin pressed the plum sugar with his tongue, felt its sour taste, and felt that Zhao Yiran and him were a perfect match.

They know each other so well, they deserve to be together.

Zhao Yiran glanced at Qin Yin's beautiful face, and after scolding a fool in his heart, he still felt a lot better.

That's good, seeing his pitiful and sad look just makes me uncomfortable.

It was already dark after the wound was bandaged. They walked to the parking lot of the hospital and were about to drive when they saw an unexpected visitor.

Qin Yin's father, Qin Zhou, was getting off a car, and beside him was a woman who was holding a child in her arms and was talking to him.

Zhao Yiran looked at Qin Yin subconsciously, and Qin Yin's otherwise pretty face instantly turned livid.

The woman next to Qinzhou was the mistress they gave off in the coffee shop. Now she looks more mature and domineering.

Qin Zhou also saw them and was stunned for a moment.

Qin Yin's eyes turned around Qin Zhou and the woman, paused for two seconds on the crying child in the woman's arms, then closed his eyes and refused to look any further.

Qin Zhou looked at Qin Yin's unpredictable expression, hesitant to speak.But when he saw Zhao Yiran beside him, his face immediately changed, his eyes were full of disgust.

No one spoke for a while, only the crying of the child could be heard.The woman patted Qin Zhou lightly and said, "Go in first, Xiao Zhou is crying a lot."

Qin Zhou didn't answer, he looked at Qin Yin who opened the car door and was about to leave without saying a word, raised his chin slightly and asked, "Why are you here?" His attitude was still as usual tough.

Qin Zhou got into the co-pilot seat and didn't answer his question.

Zhao Yiran drove by Qinzhou's side and said coldly: "Take care of your little son, I didn't see him crying so pitifully."

Zhao Yiran hated Qin Zhou and that woman very much. Qin Zhou took this woman home within a month of Aunt Fang's death, which made Zhao Yiran unacceptable.Moreover, Qin Zhou threatened Qin Yin at that time, and even wanted to put him under house arrest. This is why Qin Yin secretly came to city b to be a trainee all by himself.

Zhao Yiran's jaw was tense in his heart, and he saw that Qin Yin was keeping his head down in silence, the lights in the car were not turned on, and the dim light reflected his depressed and lonely profile.

...Actually, no matter how angry he was, he couldn't be more sad than Qin Yin.

Zhao Yiran turned on the ceiling light silently, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Qin Yin didn't speak.

Zhao Yiran stopped talking and played music, and what came out was his own song.Inexplicably feeling a little ashamed, he changed several songs and found that they were all his songs. Qin Yin felt his movement and said softly: "Only your songs."

This is Qin Yin's car, Zhao Yiran's ears turned red and he didn't speak, so he had to keep leaving it.

Back at the apartment, Zhao Yiran saw Qin Yin's calm but obviously depressed look and said, "You go take a shower, and I'll cook."

Qin Yin nodded and returned to the room obediently.

Zhao Yiran was wearing an apron and standing in the kitchen cooking porridge, thinking about Qin Yin's matters, obviously absent-minded, almost boiled the porridge.

As soon as he turned off the fire, he turned around and saw Qin Yin leaning against the door looking at him.

Zhao Yiran held the spoon and said, "I was scared to death." He glanced at him and asked, "Why haven't you taken a shower yet?"

Qin Yin raised his hand wrapped like a rice dumpling, "I can't wash it well."

Zhao Yiran sighed, took off his apron and said in resignation, "I'll help you."

He stood in the bathroom and helped Qin Yin take off his clothes. When he took off only one underwear, his ears turned red instantly, and he didn't know where to put his eyes.

Qin Yin took his hand and put it on his underwear, and said calmly: "There is this."

Zhao Yiran thought that now was not the time to be hypocritical and shy, so he quickly helped him take it off, but he tried not to look at it as much as possible.

He was helping him take a bath with a blushing face when he suddenly found out in horror that Qin Yin was actually hard...

He was so frightened that he almost threw the shower, and immediately said, "It's finished!"

Qin Yin glanced at him, then suddenly grabbed the shower from his hand and threw it everywhere, then stepped forward and hugged him.

Just as Zhao Yiran was about to speak, he was kissed/held.His eyes widened, sparks exploded in his mind.

Qin Yin's kiss was so intense that Zhao Yiran was so pressed that he couldn't move, so he had to let him attack the pool and plunder the ground.The saliva/saliva that was too late to swallow slid down the corner of his mouth, with traces of ambiguity.

It wasn't until Zhao Yiran couldn't breathe that Qin Yin let him go.He regained his composure and stared at Qin Yin, kicked him half-way and said expressionlessly, "Don't expect me to help you take a bath."

Zhao Yiran returned to the living room and drank a large glass of water before calming down.He touched the corner of his lips subconsciously, and his ears were red.

It took a while for Qin Yin to come out, Zhao Yiran looked at him while drinking porridge and said coldly: "You've been swimming in it for so long."

Qin Yin pointed at it calmly, "I'm making it calm."

Zhao Yiran blushed and stopped talking.

Qin Yin took a sip of the porridge and looked at him with a smile and said: "It's delicious, it's really much better than what I make."

Zhao Yiran didn't speak.That's no nonsense, he has cooked for Qin Yin for several years, and Qin Yin has only cooked for him for a few days?

Qin Yin seemed to see what he was thinking, and said slowly: "I will keep doing this to make you fatter."

After eating, Zhao Yiran took a look at Qin Yin's injured hand, and resigned himself to doing the dishes.

He was washing the bowl when Qin Yin suddenly hugged him from behind, bent down and rested his chin on the hollow of his shoulder.

Zhao Yiran was stunned and said coldly: "Don't push yourself too hard."

Qin Yin hugged him tightly and said, "Hands hurt so much."

Zhao Yiran gave him a sideways glance and still didn't shake it off. He knew that Qin Yin was in a bad mood, but he just pretended to be okay.

Qin Yin seemed surprised at his meekness, he looked at him intently, and kissed him on the cheek again.

Zhao Yiran shook his mouth, put away the washed bowl, pushed him away and said, "Let go, I want to go out."

Qin Yin followed him and wanted to hug him, Zhao Yiran looked back at him coldly and said: "I'm going to take a bath, you also want to follow?"

Qin Yin shook his head knowingly, then suddenly patted his head and smiled, "Go."

Zhao Yiran glanced at him without speaking, and walked quietly past him.

He suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, Qin Yinming was not happy at all, and still smiled at him so gently, laughing at your sister.

When he came out of the shower and Qin Yin had already returned to his room, Zhao Yiran stood in front of Qin Yin's closed door for a while, then turned and left.

He didn't sleep well. He woke up in the middle of the night and looked at the time of [-]:[-] displayed on his mobile phone. After thinking for a while, he got out of bed and opened the door.

He went straight to the balcony, and as expected, he saw Qin Yin sitting on the wicker chair.

Qin Yin was lying on the wicker chair with his head up, and a goblet filled with red wine was placed on the small table beside him, and three bottles of red wine that had been drunk were scattered all over the floor.