never met lover

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Although it was an early departure, it happened to encounter a rear-end collision, and it was blocked for half an hour. Then it was loaded to the evening rush hour, and the two-way sixteen lanes were blocked. After half an hour, the old man walking the dog disappeared. He was still stuck in place.Qin Yu rubbed his temples and closed his eyes to fall asleep. The meeting with Mu Xiao last night was canceled because of Mu Xiao's temporary assault mission. This morning Mu Xiao sent someone to pick him up to the meeting place.

The driver looked at him through the rearview mirror, and said in a slurred voice, "There is no way at this point. After passing Meridian Avenue and taking the side road, you can reach your destination in 10 minutes."

Qin Yu let out a "hmm" and turned his gaze back to the computer. It was the email that Song Yan had just sent. He pressed the space bar, and the video started to play. In the screen was a shady alley with two or three people lying against the wall. Bare-chested homeless men, next to them are trampled and tied up in a row... In the 17th second of the video, a familiar person appeared.

It was Li Qinghe. Qin Yu looked at Li Qinghe on the screen. He was still dressed in the same style as ten years ago, with dark clothes wrapped from head to toe, but what dangled on his chest was no longer a key, but a key. Silver cross.

Li Qinghe stroked the cross on his chest, and looked around cautiously. When he saw the homeless man sleeping there, he moved a few steps aside, with disgust in his eyes.

After a while, a sallow-faced and thin woman came out from the depths of the alley. She bent her waist, and when she raised her head, she could see deeply sunken cheeks and protruding eyes. She stood still in front of Li Qinghe and lifted the straw like arms.

The processed voice came out of the earphones, and a hoarse and dry female voice sounded amidst the crackling electric current, "Where's the money?"

"This is the last time...don't call me again...otherwise...you can do it yourself..." Li Qinghe said as he threw the envelope in his hand, turned around and left.

The woman caught the envelope in a hurry, and staggered after him to block him. She squeezed the envelope and shouted hoarsely: "There is no one hundred thousand."

"It's still one hundred thousand...Chen Xi, don't dream." Li Qinghe seemed to have heard some joke, showing his expression of not smiling. Chen Xi, who couldn't get up for a long time, took a tissue from his pocket and wiped it finger by finger, sneered, and said mockingly, "You keep the [-] for yourself to prepare for your funeral in advance, don't die. No one collected the body." He threw away the tissue, turned and left, and was hugged tightly by the leg by the woman.

The woman made a frightened voice, like an old bellows, "Ten years ago...you didn't say that ten years ago! You got Chen Zhen out, you said you could get him out, he was only 15 If you go in, you will be ruined for the rest of your life, and he has made so much money for you, so you rescued him."

"Let go!"

The woman shook her head desperately, "I don't want the money either, you go hire a lawyer! Get him out!"

"I tell you to let go!" Li Qinghe growled, but the woman grabbed her tighter and tighter. He kicked it out, and the woman curled up holding her chest, her eyes still fixed on Li Qinghe, "You... he It's your son! You have to save him!"

"I don't have such a mentally ill son." Li Qinghe looked at him contemptuously, "Garbage produces only garbage... Dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes, and the son of a mouse can only make holes... How much effort did I put in?" Just brought him back from country M, provided him with delicious food and drink, and made him famous... Some people are born scum." He didn't know what he thought of, and suddenly laughed, mixed with the sound of electricity, stimulate the eardrum.

"People like them are like this. They are all defective products, garbage, and mud that can't support the wall." Li Qinghe looked at Chen Xi who was on the ground, and said word by word, "Rotten seeds are blooming beautifully. In the end, there are no good fruits, and they are all useless waste after a few times."

In his eyes, they are just wastes that are useless after a few times of use. He is, he is, he is, he is, and so is the little genius.

Qin Yu closed his eyes. They were special enough to attract the attention of the public. He remembered the names Li Qinghe had pressed on his head, such as "aphasic boy who lost his parents", "mute", "orphan", " "Computer Genius", "Gold Medal in International Programming Contest"... put together these eye-catching words, some people began to pay attention to him at that time, the streets and alleys, newspapers and magazines were all about him, he was like He was stripped naked and thrown into the street. Everyone was looking at him and talking about him.

It seems that the whole world is discussing how pitiful, miserable, and powerful that person named "He Yu" is.

He couldn't refute, he could only desperately and repeatedly told himself in his heart that he was not He Yu, he was Qin Yu, and the one they were discussing, poor, and pointing fingers at was not him.As if a layer of skin had been peeled off, he peeled himself off from himself, watching everything around him with cold eyes.

At that time, he didn't know why Li Qinghe did such a thing, and then he gradually realized that Li Qinghe just didn't treat them as adults, let alone children, they were just commodities in his eyes.

However, seeing this clearly is different from hearing Li Qinghe say it with his own ears.

Qin Yu closed the computer, took off the earphones, and looked out the window silently. People were coming and going on the side of the road. He saw a young couple standing under the street lamp, leading a little girl about four or five years old to play. Game of swings.He also played with his mothers when he was a child. They would hold his hand and swing him with sudden force.But the little genius seems to have never played, and He Zuo and He You probably didn't either, after all, Li Qinghe and He Tong rarely even hold their hands.Because He Zuo and He You don't like to have physical contact with other people, maybe they don't feel regretful, but Xiao Tiantian likes to be around people, he will wait at the door of the house for He Zuo, He You and him after school, and then He rushed out like a small cannonball and hugged their legs, said with a smile, "You're back!", and then sneaked into his bedroom at night, asking in a low voice if he could sleep with him, and if he could tell him That "HomoBulla", tell me where the hedgehog who lived in the bubble ended up...

Even the "home" of the foster family wasn't normal, he'd always known that, but... he was walking alone.

The lights outside the window were just rising, and Qin Yu's blurred face was reflected in the glass window. In his mind, the image of Xiao Tiancai greeting him by the window, and the red and swollen eyes of a child like a rabbit at that time appeared in his mind.

He forgot that little genius had cried, or he didn't want to remember, because at that time he only wanted to escape.