Difficult to quit

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The sound of "dong dong" cutting vegetables in the kitchen was loud, as if it was not cutting vegetables, but chopping someone's bones.

In the study, Zhuang Yi was reading the script with Zou Kai, and he was not affected at all by closing the door.

On the sofa in the living room, the two assistants, Xiao Chen and Liu Han, held the water cups trembling with fear, their hands trembling with the voice from time to time, fearing that they would be hurt by accident.

The two looked at each other with sympathy, and in each other's eyes they saw the taste of the same people who had fallen into the world.

At this moment, the two assistants whose work contents were actually different felt a sense of sympathy for each other.

In the end, Xiao Chen's life was the most important thing, so he went to ask Li Qinghai for instructions, and after confirming that he had no other work, he quietly withdrew, and before leaving, he also kindly took Liu Han away.

It's weird enough for two rivals in love to eat at the same table, and the two of them will not join in the fun.

Liu Han was young, and looked back anxiously while walking: "Brother Chen, are we leaving like this?"

"Don't leave and wait to be scolded?" Xiao Chen has been a professional assistant for 30 years, and he left with peace of mind. "You will be unhappy if you stay here today. Don't worry, Brother Chen will not deceive you."

Liu Han's eyes were full of admiration: "Brother Chen, you are really amazing."

Xiao Chen was with Li Papi, and was exploited by the capitalists every day. The blind date arranged by the family was called away by a phone call just after eating half. The adoring eyes could not help but be moved with compassion, "I know a lot. You just came here not long ago. Let me treat you to a meal and share with you the experience of sharing assistants."

"Enen!" Liu Han was very happy: "Thank you Brother Chen, I invite you, I invite you!"

"How can I treat you as a girl." Xiao Chen still has a bit of gentlemanly demeanor, "Do you want to eat hot pot? There is a restaurant nearby, and the food is very authentic!"

Liu Han was very excited: "Is it XX hot pot? I love that place so much! It's just too expensive, so we don't go there often."

Xiao Chen waved his hand: "Your brother Chen is treating you today, let's eat!"

The two of them went to eat hot pot happily, leaving the three of them to eat at the same table strangely.

Li Qinghai, Zhuang Yi, and Zou Kai each sat in a corner, bowing their heads to eat.

A piece of chicken wing fell into Zhuang Yi's bowl.

Zhuang Yi raised his head inexplicably: "?"

Li Qinghai brows and eyes are warm: "Didn't you love to eat chicken wings when you were young, eat more."

Zhuang Yi's brows trembled, he didn't answer his words, he lowered his head and took a bite.

The brightly colored cola chicken wings are moderately sweet and salty, a taste he is familiar with.

After taking a few bites, a croquette fell into his bowl again.

Li Qinghai spoke softly: "It's wrapped with carrots, it's different from the ones I made before, try it."

Zhuang Yi squeezed his chopsticks patiently, put down the half-eaten chicken wings, and put the meatballs in his mouth.

Another chopstick of vegetables fell into the bowl.

Zhuang Yi couldn't bear it anymore: "I didn't like green peppers when I was a child, and I don't like them now either!"

"Well, I know," Li Qinghai smiled softly, "so I need to eat some supplements."

"Otherwise, you can clip it back to me?"

Zhuang Yi threw the green pepper into his mouth, chewed a few mouthfuls and swallowed it whole.

When he was young, he always ate at Li Qinghai's house, but the two of them always ate their own food, except when Zhuang Yi was bullied by his classmates and cried, Li Qinghai would give him some meat, and usually he didn't care about him at all.

He couldn't help turning his head and glaring at Li Qinghai.

This guy is so naive and unreasonable.

Li Qinghai returned a questioning look: "Which one do you want to eat?"

Zhuang Yi: "...don't worry about it."

The eyes of the two faced each other with undercurrents surging, and Zou Kai's suffocated laughter almost hurt internally.

Li Ershao has been invincible in the mall for the past few years, and he is too shrewd; but he is still far behind when it comes to relationship issues.

This meal was both "childhood" and "before", Zou Kai was isolated from words and actions, just like a beast, he wished to put the label of Li Qinghai on Zhuang Yi.

Domineering and naive, quite fun.

Zou Kai finished his meal as if he was watching a play. In order to prevent Li Ershao from losing his mind and looking for someone to beat him up, he took the initiative to wash the dishes in the kitchen.

Then he went back to the study and continued to teach Zhuang Yi how to act. As soon as the door was closed, he mercilessly shut the jealous Li Ershao outside.

Li Qinghai moved his work to Zhuang Yi's house the next afternoon.

Zou Kai arrived at 02:30 in the afternoon, and he arrived at two o'clock. He was working on the sofa with his files and notebooks.

Zou Kai was happy, if they really wanted something to happen, they could just open the door and go out after he left.

He didn't point it out, and let Li Qinghai stare at him like a thief every day, and he also saw the depression and fragility brought out from his own memories after reading Zhuang Yi's indulging in the script.

Although Zhuang Yi didn't say it, Zou Kai knew that the child had a very unhappy life before. Since Second Young Master Li wanted to reconcile, he had to dig out all the old wounds from the past and let them hang out in the sun and scabs formed.

It's a good thing to have him watching Zhuang Yi.

Until the day before Zhuang Yi joined the group, Tan Junfeng, Xiao Chen, and Liu Han were all there, and they ordered an exclusive meal delivery service with a price comparable to Japanese food buffet.

At the dinner table, Zhuang Yi hadn't completely come out of the script, his face was gloomy, and Zou Kai told several jokes but failed to amuse people.

Looking at Li Qinghai who was about to wrap him in his arms and hide him, Zou Movie King Kai hesitated and said, "Boss, I have a question to ask."

Li Qinghai's eyes were fixed on Zhuang Yi, and he said lightly, "Ask."

Zou Kai: "In the past few days, I found that you are very hostile to me, and I am very dissatisfied."

Xiao Chen and Liu Han looked at each other, thinking that anyone with long eyes can see it, did you realize that?

"Why?" Zou Kai looked puzzled, "I am of the same type as Zhuanger."

Xiao Chen and Liu Han silently bowed their heads and ate the food, what else can you do? If you covet someone in front of the boss, can he--

Wait, what did he say?

Before everyone could react, Zhuang Yi exploded first.

Slapping the chopsticks on the table with a "snap", Zhuang Yi said angrily, "Who is the same type as you?!"

Zou Kai blinked innocently, "Isn't it? Then..."

He glanced at Li Qinghai, reluctantly said: "Then I'm the same type as Er Shao."

Li Qinghai didn't answer, there were smiles on the corners of his eyes and brows.

Zhuang Yi put down his chopsticks and left.

He strode into the bathroom, and when he raised his hand to close the door, Li Qinghai squeezed in.

Zhuang Yi glanced at him, and said sleepily, "What are you doing here?"

He only acted in a crying scene in the afternoon, and now the corners of his eyes are still red, with a gorgeous and fragile taste.

Li Qinghai closed the door behind his back, and because of the words "one type", his eyes could not conceal the joy, and he asked him, "What are you doing here?"

Zhuang Yi: "I want to go to the toilet, you go out."

Li Qinghai didn't answer, walked over in a few steps, rubbed his warm thumbs at the end of his eyes, his fingerprints were clear, and slid across the most delicate skin at the corners of his eyes.

"Which scene was played in the afternoon." Li Qinghai's voice was low and hoarse, "Tell me about it?"

Zhuang Yi backed away step by step, Li Qinghai followed and approached, and was finally locked in a corner.

Behind Zhuang Yi was the hard marble of the sink, and in front of him was the tall and strong Li Qinghai. He missed him, but the warm body temperature enveloped him forcefully.

"It's okay to go out and say it." Zhuang Yi couldn't help shouting: "I want to go to the toilet!"

Li Qinghai smiled: "Come on, did I stop you?"

He didn't stop him, but he stood there, and Zhuang Yi could touch him with any movement.

Zhuang Yi glared at him: "What on earth do you want?"

"Zhuang Yi, you will join the group tomorrow. I didn't accompany you when you were young, and I can't accompany you when you shoot this movie. I don't worry." Li Qinghai whispered, resting his hands on the sink, gradually Trapped Zhuang Yi in his arms, "You talk to brother, so that brother can rest assured, okay?"

Li Qinghai who is gentle and reasonable with him; or Li Qinghai who is strong and unreasonable.

Zhuang Yi was most afraid of Li Qinghai like this.

This person was too close, his whole body was wrapped in his breath, unable to break free or shake off.

It is powerless and helpless.

Zhuang Yi lowered his head in resistance and did not speak.

"Well, talk?" Li Qinghai leaned closer to him, and put his lips against his ear, "You have joined the group, and I can't sleep well for a month, so tell me a few words, okay, little Zhuang Yi?"

The breath he exhaled fell on the diamonds beside his ears, as if he was carrying a heavy weight.

Zhuang Yi heaved a sigh of relief, and turned his head to avoid his fiery breath, "In the afternoon, there will be a sword-testing meeting. Qing Yi's saber was broken, and all the magic weapons on his body were taken away."

Li Qinghai read the original book specially for him. In the book, this sword is a gift from senior sister Yu Qingmiao to Qingyi as an apprentice. With Qingyi entering the Qingyuan sect every day, it is not easy for monks to find a suitable fairy sword. Qingyi was seriously injured and broke. With the sword, the foundation of monasticism is in jeopardy.

Li Qinghai thought for a while, "The MP3 I gave you when I was young..."

Zhuang Yi said, "It's broken."

Li Qinghai hesitated for a moment, but still asked: "What's wrong?"

Zhuang Yi was silent and didn't want to answer.

Li Qinghai didn't urge him, but just circled him vaguely.

After a while, Zhuang Yi said: "I stepped on it. I was robbed. They said I was a pervert listening to men singing, so they stepped on my MP3..."

At that time, the school environment was already very bad for him.

The boys in the class did not know where to find out that the head teacher tore up his books and called him "moral corruption", so they became more unscrupulous. They often surrounded his desk during class and called him a pervert. Paper balls and rubbish came and smashed him.

The bloodless pranks among the boys, who thought they were upholding justice and harmless, accumulated indelible harm in Zhuang Yi's heart day by day.

Gradually, he couldn't concentrate on his studies, and couldn't even read his favorite books, so he had to plug in his earphones when he was not in class. Li Qinghai's voice in the MP3 was like a natural barrier, which could help him isolate those malicious insults .

Then one day Sun Wei discovered that he snatched the MP3.

The headphone cable was disconnected, and the MP3 player automatically changed to public playback mode, and the slightly hoarse singing voice came out from it after the juvenile voice change period.

"Listening to men singing every day, I'm sick!" Sun Wei seemed to have caught him for some reason, and said loudly: "It's still a recording, I don't know where I hid it secretly, it's too perverted!"

Many boys booed together, Zhuang Yi wanted to come over to snatch it, but was stopped by countless hands.

They pressed Zhuang Yi, who was struggling like crazy, to the ground, laughed and trampled his MP3 to pieces in front of him, and each of them went up and chopped up a few feet until Zhuang Yi could no longer pick up anything from the pieces. useful stuff.

Zhuang Yi's face was worn out on the ground, covered with mud and footprints, blood flowed from his forehead, slid across the corners of his eyes, leaving wet marks.

After that day, he went home and dug out all the things that Li Qinghai gave him, scarves, shoes, key chains, watches, clothes he wore from Li Qinghai's house, books that he hadn't returned in time, roller skates, MP3 For the remaining chargers and earphones, Li Qinghai took the plush toys he got from catching dolls, gifts from playing games, and even a zippo lighter with a bear engraved on it—without refueling...

Li Qinghai was self-willed and casual at that time, and when he saw something interesting, he would buy it for him. Zhuang Yi packed two big boxes in bits and pieces. At that time, he had a strange idea: Throw all these things away. Yes, while they are still intact, he will not be so sad if they are snatched away and trampled one day.

He took a taxi to move the box to the river, hesitated again, and sat by the river to take out those large and small objects one by one, looking at them all afternoon.

When it was getting dark, he gritted his teeth, picked up the box, and threw the whole thing into the river.

It was the place where Li Qinghai rescued him from the ice hole, and he threw those things down from there.

After throwing it away, he no longer has to worry about it, and he will never feel sad about losing these things.

A hand fell on top of his head.

The warm touch woke him up from his memory.

The author has something to say: I’ve been waiting for a long time, I’ve been too busy recently, I originally scheduled an update yesterday, and then worked overtime until 08:30, so I couldn’t update it again, and I owe my friend a stew...

感谢在2020-07-1717:05:23~2020-07-2413:05:44期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: Joe. 10 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!