Today's Shura field is also very lively

In the flower shop, Chen Qiqiang pretended to be calm and hung up the phone. When he saw Qin Heng looking at him, he looked away with a guilty conscience, and said vaguely: "Scam call."

After all, Chen Qi put the phone in his pocket, glanced at the screen several times guilty, and seeing that there were no more calls on the screen, he quickly stuffed the phone into his pocket vigorously.

What should I do if the white prostitute paint is approached by the rightful owner?

Of course, it is necessary to calm down both sides quietly.

Chen Qi, who silently plugged in his phone, pretended to be calm and smiled at Qin Heng.

Qin Heng was sitting on the sofa, with the hair on his forehead brushed back, his eyes were handsome and sharp, and now he was silently holding a disposable paper cup, with a restrained smile on his face, showing a little tiredness.

After he looked up at Chen Qi, he lowered his eyes, remembering what Qin's mother said cautiously to him when he went back to Qin's house for dinner today.

At the dining table, the whole family of the Qin family was present, and the atmosphere was very quiet. Mother Qin put down the chopsticks she hadn't moved a few times, and said slowly and softly to Qin Heng: "Xiaoheng, Doctor Zhang said that the next course of treatment is now ready, you look……"

At that time, Qin Heng was at the dinner table. He paused with his chopsticks and was silent for a moment before raising his head and looking at Mother Qin.

Qin's mother was wearing a dark green sweater, with a beautiful and gentle face, and she was looking at him worriedly, with a pair of gentle eyes full of the worries of being a mother.

Qin Heng's symptoms, whether serious or minor, have almost become the Qin family's heart disease.

When Qin Heng was still living in the Qin family, he locked himself in the room day and night when he had an emotional breakdown, and Qin's mother also had an emotional breakdown several times.

Qin Heng sat at the dining table, slowly tightened the chopsticks in his hands, his face was not visible, he was silent for a long time before he raised his head and smiled and said: "Okay, Mom, I will go there when I have time in a few days."

After hearing this, Qin's mother obviously relaxed slightly, and her emotions were not so tense. She picked up the chopsticks again and nodded gently towards him.

But Qin Heng in the seat only felt a depressive suffocation silently strangling him. Sitting on the dining table, looking at the dazzling array of dishes, he only felt nausea in his stomach.

The whole family is worried about his condition.

Even if Qin Heng has been sensitive to the emotions of the people around him since he was a child, and tried hard to become a normal person, it is of no avail.

They only grew more and more worried about him.

However, as he grew older, Qin Heng gradually became numb to the excitement of indulgence, and he became more and more afraid that he would completely lose his feelings for feelings.

Qin Heng suddenly put down his chopsticks, looked up at the Qin family and said hoarsely, "I'm full."

Qin Shao at the dining table also put down his chopsticks, looked up at Qin Heng, and suddenly seemed to think of something, and said lightly, "Come with me to the company."

On the way to Qin Shao's company, Qin Heng folded his hands in front of his chest, raised his head slightly, closed his eyes, and listened to Qin Shao beside him saying to him in an indifferent voice: "Chen Xi is not a container for your feelings."

"I know, you meet him now, and you're glad that someone can finally bring you affection."

"So even for a little bit, you desperately want to catch him and keep him."

"But Qin Heng, Chen Xi is not the source of your emotional container, he has no obligation to provide you with emotion."

Qin Heng's throat moved violently, he opened his eyes, and said to the man in front of him without a smile, "So you think I'm sick and unworthy of staying by his side?"

Qin Shao raised his hand and pressed his brows, and said helplessly in his voice: "It's not a question of whether you deserve it, Qin Heng."

He turned his head to look at Qin Heng, who was no longer smiling, and slowly said: "You have to learn to like someone seriously, instead of using those fancy tricks."

"Qin Heng, Chen Qi is different from others, and his feelings are also different from others."

Qin Heng said with some self-mockery: "I know he treats feelings differently."

The Chen Qi who made him sit on a chair, and he could feel the quiet and soft feelings quietly, the Chen Qi who had particularly beautiful eyes.

Qin Heng knows better than anyone how serious he is about his relationship, and also knows how rare such a relationship is.

It's a pity that from the very beginning, such feelings just didn't belong to him, Qin Heng.

No matter how clumsily he gave up all his tricks, Chen Qi only regarded him as a friend, a senior who was both a teacher and a friend.

Chen Qi has always followed and admired Qin Shao.

He could only stand behind Chen Qi, watching the footsteps of Qin Shao, who followed cautiously and youngly.

So uncomfortable.

At first, Qin Heng thought that he could tame the young man who was as clear and bright as a cloud in the spring, and made Chen Qi his perfect tame.

But now he ended up watching Chen Qi in embarrassment, still following in Qin Shao's footsteps step by step, never looking back because of him.

The rain outside the flower shop gradually subsided, and the shaking wind chimes on the doorknob also gradually stopped.

Chen Qi packed the things in the store, grabbed the umbrella, pushed the glass door of the flower shop, turned to him with a smile and said: "Senior, the rain has stopped, we can go."

Qin Heng put down the disposable cup, looked up at Chen Qi who was standing in front of the glass door, was quiet for a while, then laughed and said, "Well, let's go."

After locking the door of the flower shop, Chen Qi, who was carrying a messenger bag, put the key in the bag, suddenly raised his head, and said to Qin Heng who was holding an umbrella: "Senior, did you take the umbrella?"

Qin Heng stood beside him with an umbrella, pretending not to understand, raised his eyebrows and urged him with a smile, "Come in the umbrella, it's going to rain again later."

Chen Qi had no choice but to bow slightly and get under Qin Heng's umbrella, and walked side by side with Qin Heng.

The umbrella was not big, and Chen Qi, who was carrying a messenger bag, followed Qin Heng shoulder to shoulder. Qin Heng turned his head to look at the young man who was carefully hiding from the rain under the umbrella, and laughed for some reason.

The rain had stopped pattering, and the entire empty street was gradually full of people again. The vendors selling all kinds of food also came out of the shelter from the rain, and put up parasols to block the sparse raindrops.

The vehicles on the road also stopped one after another, densely packed, and there were a few whistles from time to time.

In a black car, Yan Huan was completely soaked, her hair was still dripping water, the bottom of her trousers was smudged and wet a large area of ​​the carpet, and the wound on her calf seeped into the rain, which was burning and aching.

There were clean towels and brand new clothes on the seat beside him, but it didn't move.

The man's face was pale, his eyes were drooping, and the water droplets from his temple hair slowly flowed down his chin, dripping onto his soaked shirt.

He looked very quiet, and he couldn't see the breakdown in the rain just now when he wanted to turn the wheelchair to the flower shop.

Liang Zhi could only constantly check the situation of Yan Huan behind the car through the mirror in front of him. He watched the man slightly close his eyes, his chest almost undulating, and the forehead hair hanging from his brow bone stuck to the bridge of his nose, dripping slowly. water.

It was a look of embarrassment that Liang Zhi had never seen before.

The horns of the surrounding cars could be heard from time to time outside the car window, and they were blocked on the way back to Yan's house.

Chen Qi was carrying a messenger bag, and beside him was Qin Heng holding an umbrella. The two stood in front of a cotton candy vendor. Qin Heng put his head slightly next to the young man's head and whispered: "Senior, buy one for you, okay?" ?”

Chen Qi wanted to laugh a little. He stood there, pretended to think for a while, and then said with a serious smile, "Okay, then I can give the senior a taste."

Qin Heng laughed, huddled with him under the umbrella, and asked the vendor for an original cotton candy.

The cotton candy machine started to spin, and some raindrops splashed from the edge of the umbrella, and splashed on the short sleeves of the T-shirt of the young man who was carrying a cross-body bag. on the shoulders.

Splashing raindrops splashed on the back of Qin Heng's hand. Looking at it from the side, it looked like a tall man holding a young man with a crossbody on his back. The two were talking and laughing.

While waiting on the street, Chen Qi inadvertently turned his head to look at the road, as if he saw something, his eyes froze.

Qin Heng beside him also turned his head to look at Chen Qi, turned his head to look at the congested road outside the street, and his eyes fell on the license plate of a black car.

The congested long queue of cars finally began to move one after another at this moment, and Chen Qi looked at a black car from a distance among the many cars.

He watched the black car roll down the windows, and the man in the car looked at him quietly.

The man's face was pale, his forehead was wet, and his dark eyes were looking at Chen Qi quietly.

There was already a large space in front of the black car, and the car behind it kept honking to urge, Chen Qi turned his head, and said softly to Qin Heng who was holding the cotton candy: "Let's go."

Qin Heng held an umbrella and held cotton candy, with some doubts in his eyes: "What's wrong?"

Chen Qi pretended to be calm and shook his head, without much emotion on his face.

The license plate of the black car was a license plate number that Chen Qi knew by heart in his previous life. On a snowy winter day in his previous life, he was thrown out of the car by a man. In the freezing weather, he and the system walked for three hours on the remote winding mountain road.

Chen Qi quickly said to the people beside him in a low voice: "Just now the weather forecast said that it might rain again, let's hurry up."

The man with the umbrella holding his shoulders smiled when he heard it, and followed him to quicken his pace towards the street.

While walking, Qin Heng held up the cotton candy, smiled and said to him: "Take a bite?"

Chen Qi huddled with him under the umbrella, shoulder to shoulder with him, raised his head and stopped with a smile, reached out and grabbed Qin Heng's wrist, fixed it slightly, and took a big bite.

After swallowing the marshmallow, the young man with bowed his head slightly hugged Qin Heng, smiled brightly at him, let go of his hand and nodded with dignity, "It's delicious."

Qin Heng lowered his eyes and held the cotton candy. Suddenly, his heart seemed to be overflowing with softness. The warm breath and the slightly cold breeze were entangled with each other, and finally became a warm steam.

Qin Heng suddenly had an urge to tell the young man what happened today.

But in the end, after thinking about it, he swallowed those words, and only looked at Chen Qi with lowered eyes and a smile.

And Chen Qi paused slightly, bent his eyes and turned his head to look at Qin Heng beside him.

"The target task Qin Heng's heartbeat has been detected, and the task progress has been completed by 50.00%."

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All this seemed to be just a few breaths to Yan Huan in the car. The young man with the black satchel turned his head and glanced at the parked black car, then walked away talking and laughing with the man beside him. up.

A few seconds later, the black car started its engine amidst intermittent honking, and drove forward slowly.

A bit of rain drifted into the open car window, and Yan Huan turned her head to look at the youths and men passing by, her eyes were a little dazed.

He watched Qin Heng put his arms around Chen Qi's shoulders, the two held an umbrella together, talking and laughing, Qin Heng turned his head to look at the gentle eyes of the person beside him.

"Do you think Qin Heng would like someone like me?"

The young man carrying a messenger bag under the umbrella raised his hand, tilted his head and pulled the umbrella tilted towards him with a smile in his eyes.

"I always feel that the people around senior Qin Heng are too good, and it's too stressful to like them."

The figures of the two were left far behind until they disappeared.

Yan Huan's whole body was burning hot, his eyelids were hot, he was in a daze amidst the hustle and bustle of traffic, he slowly closed his eyes, and repeated the glance that the young man had just looked at him from afar.

Across the sparse rain and noise, the young man's gaze is far away, quiet and loveless.

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In the evening, Zhao Shi said earnestly to the man beside the bed, "Ah Huan, what's the use of liking?"

"Isn't it easy to change someone's favorite these days?"

The man on the hospital bed was hooked up to an IV, leaning against the head of the hospital bed and looking down at Chen Qi's information on the computer in front of him.

Zhao Shi sighed, he really didn't understand what Yan Huan was thinking, to toss himself like this for such a person, who was just an ordinary college student.

In his opinion, in their circle, robbery and robbery are not uncommon, so why bother to be so embarrassing because of such a person.

Yan Huan didn't speak. She reached out to take a bottle of eye drops. After dripping a few drops, she raised her head slightly, closed her eyes and remained silent for a while, then opened them and said hoarsely, "He's different."

"Zhao Shi, what I owe him is not clear at all."

He closed the computer, closed his eyes, recalled the information about Chen Qi in this life, his eyebrows softened a little, and he said softly: "He is living a good life now, has very good friends, and can quietly draw what he wants. Paintings."

"He may fall in love with others because of some things."

"It's his choice now."

"But starting over now, I also have my choice."

Yan Huan turned her head slowly, looked quietly at the easel standing in front of the window, and said hoarsely: "Zhao Shi, he can choose to accept or not, that is my business."

Before he met Chen Qiqian in his previous life, he had become suspicious and wary early on because of some things. He didn't believe that a person would treat him well for no reason, and he would accept it calmly when he approached him because of power and money.

With a sound of "bang", Zhao Shi suddenly slapped the table, Yan Huan froze for a moment, and shifted his gaze from the easel to Zhao Shi.

He saw Zhao Shi, who was biting a cigarette butt, stroke his hair, and said to him with burning eyes, "Isn't it just fucking chasing someone?"

"What kind of love rival is that dog Qin Heng?"

"Look at you, you keep yourself clean, you never go out to mess around, Qin Heng 360 for five days, and he has never been alone."

Zhao Shi raised his eyebrows and said, "You are still my brother, Zhao Shi. Are there any ugly brothers?"

Yan Huan didn't speak, she was silent on the hospital bed, listening to Zhao Shi's sonorous and powerful voice: "No! There are no ugly brothers in my Zhao Shi!"

When Zhao Shi was in high spirits and wanted to say something, Yan Huan raised his eyes and said to Liang Zhi calmly, "Tell him to get out."

The author has something to say: Zhao Shi: My brothers are not ugly!Yeah bro (dog head)

感谢在2021-03-2223:20:25~2021-03-2323:38:32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 who threw the grenade: Dementia Ah Yao 1;

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