The cannon fodder of quick time travel, he is beautiful, strong and miserable

Hetu lowered his head, "I'm sorry."

After a long time, a very light sigh sounded in the air.

"Open the door." Qing Ming withdrew her hand and stood up straight.

He Tu was puzzled, "Huh?"

"Oh shit, hurry up and open the door."

Hearing his unfriendly tone, Hetu didn't dare to ask again, and hurriedly missed him to open the door, Qingming followed him into the room.

Hetu turned around and saw him coming in, he said awkwardly, "Sit down, I'll pour you a glass of water."

"No, I forgot my key, turn over from your balcony."

"what?"

Qing Ming didn't look at him again, walked straight to the balcony, flipped to the next door with a light leap, as if she had flipped over many times with skill.

Hetu was stunned, "You live next door to me?"

Qing Ming clapped his hands and looked at him with raised eyelids, "I've been living next door to you for half a year, and you just found out?"

He Tu: "..."

He was really not impressed.

Qing Ming glanced at him, turned around and entered the room.

Seeing him go in, He Tu didn't stand on the balcony, turned around and went back to the living room to sit on the sofa, and suddenly felt something was wrong, Qing Ming's professional clothes didn't look like poor people, and he even generously lent him more than 80 yuan of medicine fee.

Why condescend to rent a crappy house?

Besides, if you forget your key, you can go downstairs to ask the landlord for a spare key. Why wait so long at the door of his room?

Thinking of what Qing Ming said, He Tu had a strange expression on his face. Was he worried about himself?

Are all doctors now so conscientious?

Or is he afraid that he won't be able to pay back the money?

next door.

Without turning on the light, Qingming sat on the sofa, crossed her legs on the table, took out the key from her pocket, glanced at it, threw it aside in discouragement, raised one hand to block her eyes, and after a long time, deeply Sighed.

Missing the little firecrackers in his memory, when will he remember them?

Ugh……

The road to chasing a wife is heavy and long.

……

The body is the capital of the revolution. Hetu didn't dare to stay up late any longer, so he went to bed at the o'clock, and woke up refreshed the next day.

I called the editor in charge of him. Fortunately, Manshi did not give up on him. He was very happy to know that he woke up. He hurriedly made an appointment for a drawing, and was considerate of his current situation. The signing price was twice the previous price.

He Tu couldn't help but thank him, chatted briefly and then hung up the phone.

With hope in life again, Hetu cheered himself up, dug out the tools that had been dusty for a long time, and was about to paint when he heard a knock on the door.

He Tu got up to open the door, and was slightly stunned when he saw Qing Ming, "Doctor Qing?"

Qing Ming patted him on the forehead, "Call me by my full name or Brother Ming, and if I hear you call Doctor Qing again, you will be at your own risk."

After finishing speaking, he walked inside the river without saying hello, as if he had known friends for many years.

He Tu was dumbfounded.

"Come over for breakfast, and we'll go buy ingredients for lunch later."

Hetu closed the door and walked over, seeing the unrepeated breakfast on the table, he was stunned again.

"Why did you buy so much?"

"I'm afraid it won't suit your appetite, so you can eat whatever you want, and you can eat one bite of the same thing." Qing Ming sat on the sofa with Erlang's legs crossed, and looked at him with his head propped on one hand.

The whole person is lazy and casual.

Hetu didn't look at him again, turned his head to look at the breakfast and didn't know what to say. After a few seconds, he asked, "Why are you being so nice to me?"

"What do you think?"

He Tu looked at him, met his unfathomable eyes, pursed his lips uneasily, and said honestly: "I don't know."

Qing Ming didn't speak, just stared at him.

The extremely aggressive gaze was very hot, like a wolf staring at a sheep, leaving Hetu nowhere to escape.

Turning his back and not looking at him anymore, Kawatu pretended to turn over the breakfast to avoid his sight.

Qing Ming smiled, "We are friends, is it strange to treat you well?"

He Tu didn't know how to answer his words, so he could only thank him.

"You don't need to say thanks between friends, eat it while it's hot, and do what you should do after eating, as if I don't exist."

When Hetu heard his words, he thought to himself how could a living person be regarded as non-existent.

Qing Ming is really hard to guess, and his behavior is also weird.

However, Hetu felt that he should be innocent.

After eating a few mouthfuls of wontons, Hetu felt full, and there were still a lot left, which was too wasteful. He packed it up and covered it, planning to continue eating after it was warmed up.

Qing Ming kept staring at him, seeing this and asked: "Is it not to your liking?"

He Tu shook his head, "No, I can't eat any more."

"Cat appetite." Qing Ming got up and walked towards him, sat next to him and took the leftover wonton from him.

Seeing his intentions, Hetu hurriedly stopped him and said, "I've eaten this before, but I haven't touched those few, you eat..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw him pick up the spoon and start eating, and Hetu swallowed the rest of the words in an instant.

Seeing that the spoon he was holding was still his own, for some reason, Hetu blushed immediately.

"I don't dislike you." Qingming looked at him sideways, noticed that his face was red, chuckled lightly, bowed his head and started to eat.

Hetu blushed even more when he heard his laughter, and ran aside as if fleeing to continue working.

Qing Ming felt that today's wontons were extraordinarily delicious.

After eating, Qing Ming accidentally got a heart attack, went to the kitchen to wash his hands, and turned on the faucet only to find that it was broken.

So he came out and asked Hetu, "Do you have any tools to repair the faucet?"

He Tu stood up, "Yes."

He took out the tool and handed it to Qing Ming, and saw that he took off his coat and went in with only his shirt on. There was a sound of repairing inside, and after a while, the faucet came out normally.

Immediately afterwards, Qing Ming found that some furniture was broken, so he repaired them one by one.

Even the light bulbs were changed.

The clothes on the man looked like luxury goods, but he didn't care at all. He got under the cabinet and bent down to repair the washing machine. His white shirt was instantly stained.

Even the trousers were stained with gray.

As if he didn't see it, the man was focused on repairing, with a serious expression and neat techniques.

He Tu foolishly watched him busy, feeling complicated and unspeakable for a while.

"Can you still repair these?" After a while, Hetu couldn't help asking curiously.

Qing Ming said without turning her head: "It's not me who is boasting, I am omnipotent."

Really narcissistic, Hetu laughed out loud.

Hearing him laugh, Qingming turned to look at him, and Hetu stopped smiling instantly.

Qing Ming: "Keep smiling, you look good when you smile."

He Tu pursed his lips, and didn't continue to laugh or speak.

Seeing his silence, Qingming sighed, turned around and continued repairing.

A few seconds later, Hetu asked again, "Aren't you going to work today?"

The daughter-in-law has all run away, and it's still a mess.

Qing Ming sighed, "Today is the weekend, I won't go to work."

He Tu: "Why are you sighing?"

Qing Ming paused slightly, "Want to know?"

Seeing him staring back at him with mockery in his eyes, Hetu turned and left, "I don't want to."

Alas, ran away again.

Qing Ming sighs more than he smokes recently.

noon.

The two went out to buy ingredients, the supermarket was some distance away from their residence, and when they were walking on the road, Qingming asked Hetu to go to his right, Hetu was puzzled.

"Safety."

Just two words, but it made Hetu's heart beat faster.

After buying vegetables, Hetu wanted to help him, but he pushed Hetu out on the grounds that patients should not stay in the fume place.

Seeing Qing Ming busy in the kitchen, He Tu felt embarrassed, but it seemed that he was the guest.

Before he finished painting the river painting, he was already cooking the meals.

Three dishes and one soup, full of color, flavor and taste.

"Try the ribs." Qing Ming put a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs in his bowl.

He Tu obediently lowered his head to taste it, and when he took it in, he felt the taste of deja vu, and when it was stimulated, a picture flashed in his mind instantly, his face changed slightly, and he raised his eyes to look at Qing Ming.

Qing Ming kept looking at him, saw him looking over, and hurriedly asked: "What's the matter, the taste is bland?"

He Tu suppressed the strangeness in his heart, shook his head, tried hard to control the hand holding the chopsticks, but couldn't control the other hand.

The hand on his lap trembled uncontrollably, and he bit his lip to suppress it.

Qingming noticed that his expression was not right, she quickly put down her chopsticks and came over to support his shoulder and asked, "What's wrong?"

It was fine if he didn't ask, but when he asked, tears immediately burst down like a bank, and he felt very sad suddenly, but he didn't know why he was sad.

Seeing him crying, Qing Ming panicked, hugged him and patted his back to comfort him: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm here, don't cry, don't cry."

Hetu felt uncomfortable, his heart seemed to be tightly strangled by something, he was in pain and he couldn't breathe, he had forgotten some important memory, every time he felt familiar, he couldn't remember it, not even those memories that flashed by The images are blurry and fragmented.

The helplessness made him panic and sad.

When Qingming let go of Hetu, he saw him weeping silently, fragile and sad, her heart ached so badly, her head became hot, she couldn't restrain herself from bowing her head and kissing him.

Hetu stopped being sad, and became frightened.

Staring wide-eyed at the face close at hand, He Tu's mind went blank, he forgot to breathe, and his face turned red from holding back.

Noticing something, Qing Ming gently let him go, "Fool, take a breath."

Hetu gasped for breath, staring at him in shock.

Qing Ming touched his face with a smile, "I'll give you three seconds to reject me."

"three."

Without reading one or two at all, Qingming directly read three, then pulled him up, wrapped his arms around his waist, bowed his head and kissed him again.

This kiss was tentative at the beginning, but after realizing that Hetu was not disgusted, it instantly became ferocious and ruthless, like a wolf that had been hungry for a long time, robbing and plundering.

Hetu has no power to resist, so he can only be forced to bear it.

When he arrived on the sofa, Kawatu didn't know, when his bare skin felt the coolness, a dishonest hand reached into his clothes and kneaded it everywhere, it was itchy and sensitive.

Hetu finally came back to his senses, and hurriedly pushed him away.

The person under him was panting heavily, his eyes were very red, whether it was because he had just cried or was bullied by him, there were rippling water, which made people want to press down hard and bully again.

Yuyan Daily is terrible.

Qing Ming restrainedly kissed his forehead, said hoarsely: "Sorry, I couldn't hold back."

Enduring it for so long was a failure in the end, and he was afraid that he would hate himself.

Qing Ming got up from him in discouragement, sat aside and took out a cigarette and lit it. Thinking that he might run away again, Qing Ming couldn't suppress the violence in his heart.

With trembling hands, Qing Ming took a deep puff of cigarette to suppress the violence in his heart.

He Tu was choked by the smoke and couldn't help coughing.

Qingming stopped smoking, glanced at him, and extinguished the cigarette on the ground.

Seeing his actions, He Tu felt complicated.