After the breakup, I was taken away by the hero's good brother overnight [Transmigration Book]

Jinjiang Literature City·43

Qin Ting was full of anger, holding a stick and galloping like lightning all the way.

When he pushed open the door of bedroom 103, he looked up and saw the mess of the room, books and cups dropped all over the floor, and the chairs were crooked.

Qin Ting understood the scene before him, he turned around and locked the door, clenched the stick in his hand, and looked for Nan Zhu's figure.

He picked up the bed curtain with a stick, but Nanzhu was not there.Suddenly he heard a hissing sound from the bathroom.He turned his head and killed there.

Nan Zhu was looking at his injury in the mirror, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a terrifying face in the mirror.Qin Ting stared at him fiercely like a yaksha descending, as if he wanted to eat himself alive.

Nan Zhu was startled and terrified, and was about to open his mouth to reprimand Qin Ting for what he was going to do, but forgot that there was still ice in his mouth.

With a bang, it fell to the ground.

Qin Ting frowned, endured his nausea and looked over, sneered, "Why, you committed suicide by swallowing ice here."

Nan Zhu was dumbfounded, his mouth was scalded with blisters, he just felt better with ice cubes in his mouth, and suddenly he felt unwell again, but his tongue was so cold that he couldn't feel it, and when he spoke, he couldn't articulate.

He said tremblingly, "Niyao makes body foam."

Qin Ting recognized Nan Zhu's strange accent, gritted his teeth and asked, "You hurt Jiang Yanzhuo's face, right?"

Nan Zhu was stared at by his scorching eyes, his scalp was numb, he said slowly: "He's the one who made a statement."

"Oh, he hit you first." Qin Ting raised his eyebrows, and tapped the ground with a stick, "That's why you provoked him first."

"It's what you deserve for beating you, dog."

Qin Ting suddenly raised the stick and slammed it on Nan Zhu's shoulder. Nan Zhu wanted to reach out to hit Qin Ting back, but Qin Ting was too far away from him, and he couldn't even touch the corner of his clothes. He could only try to grab this stick. stick.

Qin Ting's movements were swift and violent, his arms were raised lightly, his wrists were flying, and the stick was spinning so fast that he couldn't catch it at all.

Nan Zhu could only see the blurred shadows, and what he could hear was the sound of the stick hitting the air, and the sound of hitting the bones and flesh of the human body.

With a cold face, Qin Ting took a stick and beat him into the corner, poking and beating him, whipping and knocking, "Is it fun to bully people? provoke me."

"You're good enough, you turned around and bullied him, didn't you, why, you really thought he had no one to back him up." Qin Ting's voice was cold and tough.

Although he is a cannon fodder, even if he is now out of the aura of Nanzhu's male lead, Qin will not hear that he has no choice but to confront him head-on.

Relying on Nan Zhu being a coward, he was already afraid of Jiang Yanzhuo, Qin Ting thought it would be a good choice to hide behind Jiang Yanzhuo, but today when he saw the wound on Jiang Yanzhuo's face and the bloodstain on his collarbone scratches.

Qin Ting inexplicably felt that his heart had been cut several times.If he doesn't vent his anger, if he doesn't vent his anger, he will suffocate to death.

He knocked hard on the bathroom door with his hand, his voice was as cold as a poisoned sword, "Shut me up here and fix your shower, I think your brain is like a shower that leaks all day long .”

"Relying on my own cheating, I am extremely arrogant to do anything wrong."

Qin heard the more he said, the more angry he was, he was trembling with anger, remembering that he had been treated like a slave in the past two years, and he had no personality or dignity in front of Nan Zhu.

They all thought he was such a gentle and temperless person.

Heh, fuck your uncle, I really thought he was so easy to bully.

Nanzhu was beaten and curled up on the ground, his whole body was in severe pain, and his bones seemed to be broken, but he couldn't speak clearly, and there was a beast-like roar in his throat. The sound became smaller and smaller, but then it turned into a whimper.

When Jiang Yanzhuo led the crowd to knock open the bedroom door, he saw such a scene, Qin Ting was leaning against the wall boredly with his stick in his arms.

They followed Qin Ting's line of sight, and saw Nan Zhu beating his face and crying bitterly, pawing his hands and feet and scratching desperately to draw.

The crying sound was simply moving, it was mournful, like a concubine being mourned, like a house being stolen, like a wife and child running away, the one who cried was called a frenzied one.

Everyone looked at Qin Ting blankly, with a little bit of complaint.

Why did he beat him up like this, crying to death.

Qin Ting spread his hands and said helplessly: "I'm wronged. I just whipped him for a round, and I didn't even try hard, so he cried like a bear."

Nan Zhu looked up at the heads popping out of the door one after another, wishing he could drown himself in the toilet right now.

Fang Rang and Xu Feng sighed, lifted Nan Zhu out of the corner of the bathroom, and placed him on the chair by the window.

At this time, Uncle Li walked in leisurely from the door, with a bunch of jingles hanging on his arm, and he looked at Jiang Yanzhuo with a particularly resentful look, "Tell me about you kid, I have a lot of keys, I'll let you wait a little longer , you can’t even wait, you have to knock the door open, and if you break it, you will be compensated.”

Jiang Yan was careless, he didn't expect the boy in the berserk state to run so fast, and when he rushed up, he had already locked the door behind him.

Knowing that Nan Zhu couldn't beat Qin Ting, but his heart was still hanging in the air, as if weightless, every minute and every second of not seeing Qin Ting's state was incomparably tormented.

Only now that he held Qin Ting halfway in his arms and made sure that he was not injured in any way, he was relieved. He nodded and said, "Well, I will pay."

Seeing so many people who were worried about him coming, Qin Ting's mood seemed to return to normal. He smiled and said to the uncle: "Don't blame him, I will just pay for my mistakes."

Uncle Li looked at Qin Ting, who had a playful smile on his face, and said helplessly with a straight face: "I knew that you are such a vengeful child, and when you recover from illness, you must free up your hands to deal with this kid. Just beat him to relieve your anger, don't make a fool of yourself." Anyway, it’s not worth it to come out. Don’t use the stick anymore, you can use the dog-beating stick method.”

Qin Ting obediently handed back the stick to Uncle Li. This stick was used by the uncle to beat the fruit on the fruit trees in the school. He always helped the uncle beat the fruit, so he knew where he hid the stick.

Uncle Li, who pays attention to kindness and revenge, also looks like a hero, swinging away with his precious stick.

When Nan Zhu was helped out, he kept covering his eyes that were red and swollen from crying with his hands. After he calmed down and put down his hands, he saw the room full of people standing there, and wished he could crawl back to the toilet again.

Qin Ting's roommates had been watching the show upstairs. When they saw Qin Ting rushing back to the dormitory with a stick like a pole-vaulting run-up, they immediately realized that something was wrong and rushed downstairs to help.

Therefore, what Nanzhu raised his eyes to see was Chen Zifan, who was half-applied with the black mask, looking at him gloomyly, Lu Chen, who was grinning at him with chili sauce on his mouth, and Lu Chen, who had just returned from a run, was shirtless and looked at him with contempt. Looking at his Tangyu.

This shit is Qin Ting's good helper.

The most hateful thing is that Qin Ting, who has changed his image of a tough country bully just now, and is currently nestling weakly in the arms of another living Hades, helping him watch his hands.

It was outside just now, the sky was dark, Qin Ting didn't see Jiang Yanzhuo's injury clearly, until just now when Jiang Yanzhuo stretched out his hand to hold him, he saw the right hand that Jiang Yanzhuo had been hiding all along, and the back of his hand was red.

The male goblin's hand was also injured.

Who dares to touch his chicken feet with pickled peppers.

Qin Ting turned his head and stared at Nan Zhu again, and when he was about to beat him up again, Jiang Yanzhuo suddenly put his arms around his waist, and whispered in his ear: "Hey, I don't want you to talk to him again."

Jiang Yanzhuo's deep and magnetic voice was gentle and soft, with a hint of begging for consultation.

The voice was very close to him, the warm breath touched his skin and gently caressed, his lips seemed to be touching his ears but didn't seem to be there.

Qin Ting was immediately bewitched, he immediately put away his fangs, and was about to pull Jiang Yanzhuo out to treat the wound.

Then he turned his head and saw his three grotesque, funny and cute roommates, and couldn't help laughing.

Several people looked around at each other and laughed together.

The people who came to watch the show in the corridor outside the door were all dumbfounded, "Didn't it mean that 103 fought fiercely, and now this is a post-war smile to wipe away all grudges."

The people in the dormitory next door enthusiastically popularized the science, "No, it was Nan Zhu who was beaten, he was beaten by the crowd in their dormitory."

"Oh~ he was finally beaten up, playing games and cursing in the corridor in the middle of the night every day, making us so noisy that we couldn't sleep well."

"If he doesn't get beaten today, all of us plan to beat him with a sack someday."

"Hearing him cry and howl, it's just too exhausting."

I don't know who started it, but there was strange applause outside the door.

Everyone looked at each other without saying a word.

No one will explain anything for Nanzhu anymore, all the things today are all caused by him.

He naively thought that the world would always revolve around him, so he treated the people in this world arrogantly and arrogantly, and he would eventually be abandoned.

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When Qin Ting went to get the scald medicine in the dormitory, Jiang Yanzhuo ran into Nan's housekeeper on the first floor.

A middle-aged man over half a century old, dressed in a suit and leather shoes, was waiting at the door, softly discussing Nanzhu and him to go home.

Nanzhu's father had already received the news that Nanzhu had failed the exam and needed to retake it, so he was naturally waiting for him to go home and settle the score.

Nan Zhu refuses, he is afraid of his vigorous father, he just wants to nest here like an ostrich, even though there are his enemies in all directions here.

Jiang Yanzhuo put his hands in his pockets and walked into the bedroom leisurely. He took out a tissue from the table and handed it over, "Today, you and I really have a clean grievance."

Nan Zhu raised his head, tears of despair hung on his face, and his thoughts were in a mess.

He was born to be the proud son of heaven, and he deserved to be admired and admired by all.How can it be reduced to the point where people hate ghosts and abandon it today.

Through the misty water vapor, Nan Zhu saw this familiar yet hated face, this was his friend who grew up with him.

From childhood to adulthood, the Nan family and the Jiang family have always been friends, and all the illegitimate children of the Jiang family like to hang around him, because they expect to be affirmed and seen by others.

Only Jiang Yanzhuo can't, he is too aloof and indifferent, he is not attractive at all, has no sense of existence, no one wants to be friends with him.

Jiang Yanzhuo's name will only be remembered when the adults discuss the results of the final exam.

Nan Zhu tilted his head and grinned, with a crying and laughing expression, "Hey, do you know why I became friends with you in the first place?"

Jiang Yanzhuo knelt down and looked at him expressionlessly.

"Because your homework is really easy to copy, and the handwriting is neat, without any mistakes."

"It's that simple, otherwise you think who would want to be friends with you, a dull and boring person, and you have a dead fish face every day."

Jiang Yanzhuo relied on his hard work to get into the university. Didn't he also rely on other means to get in like him?Jiang Yanzhuo has nothing to be proud of, he is clearly richer and more powerful than Jiang Yanzhuo.

Nan Zhu resentfully said: "You, Jiang Yanzhuo, are just a person who doesn't love your father, doesn't love your mother, and is despised by your peers. No one will really like you, including Qin Ting."

Jiang Yanzhuo nodded, and the tissue held between his fingertips fell to the ground, covering the mud and dust on the ground.

Jiang Yanzhuo looked at his struggling appearance, and suddenly showed an innocent smile, "Nan Zhu, if you leave this door today, if you dare to talk nonsense and talk about Qin Ting with others..."

Jiang Yanzhuo's words were sharp and sharp, and he whispered in Nanzhu's ear: "I'll send you to play survival in the wilderness, don't you like to play games, and you are desperate for games, last time I played with you for three days, Will it be five days or ten days next time?"

Nan Zhu twisted his neck, opened his mouth slightly, and looked at the devil-like man in front of him in horror.

The hellish painful experience of those few days made him unforgettable in his life, like a nightmare.When he dreamed back at midnight, he still felt that he was in the wilderness and no one cared about him.Walking on the road and passing a van by his side, he would be in a hurry, thinking that this van was here to tie him up.The kind of mental and physical torment made him miserable.

"So, you..."

Looking at Jiang Yanzhuo's half-smile face, Nan Zhu's face turned pale, his body trembled, and there was a whining sound in his throat. He was so angry and startled that he rolled his eyes and fainted past.

Jiang Yanzhuo got up slowly, went out and called the housekeeper, asking him to carry Nanzhu home.

Jiang Yan walked out of the bedroom door and hurriedly walked along the corridor on the west side.

He wanted to see Qin Ting immediately.

As soon as he walked to the hall on the west side, he suddenly heard a sound coming from the steps. People came hurriedly, with heavy steps.

Jiang Yanzhuo was stunned for a moment, the time overlapped inexplicably, this time he still waited for Qin Ting.

However, there is still a difference after all.

Qin Ting in the past probably thought it was just a chance encounter,

Today's Qin Ting is only here for him.

Jiang Yanzhuo smiled and stretched out his hands, hugging Qin Ting in his arms.

Qin Ting and Jiang Yanzhuo sat side by side on the steps outside the apartment.

Qin Ting frowned and applied the scalding medicine for Jiang Yanzhuo.He felt that the person in front of him had burnt not only his hands, but also his brain. Why did this person keep looking at him and giggling.

He deliberately poked hard, Jiang Yanzhuo not only didn't cry out in pain, but laughed even more happily.

Qin Ting sighed, "You idiot, you even used hot water for fighting, forget about scalding others, and scalding yourself."

Qin Ting could see what was going on without having to think about it.It must be Nanzhu's dog who scolded him and angered Jiang Yanzhuo, who decided to wash his dirty mouth.

Jiang Yanzhuo frowned, squeezed Qin Ting's hand, and asked nervously, "Do you think my methods are too cruel?"

Qin Ting looked up in surprise, and saw that the handsome face in front of him was filled with anxiety, he suddenly smiled, "That's not true, but I do want to criticize you."

Jiang Yanzhuo looked at Qin Ting's smiling face, and slowly let go of the tense strings. He nodded obediently: "Well, you can criticize, I'll listen."

Qin Ting twisted the medicine jar on his hand, wiped his hands with a wet towel, and said to him solemnly: "You, you, next time, don't pour hot water in a glass. If you take a thermos, It’s not like burning myself so that the palms and backs of the hands are red.”

After Qin heard about it, Jiang Yanzhuo was stunned.

Qin Ting frowned and looked at his subtle expression, and said suspiciously: "I'm afraid you don't have a thermos, so I'll give you one in a few days. How can an elderly person not have a thermos."

Jiang Yanzhuo imagined many words that Qin Ting would criticize himself in his mind, but he didn't expect him to get involved here. He looked down at the scald ointment on his hands, and his heart softened.

He pursed his lips and tugged at the corner of Qin Ting's clothes with his left hand.

Qin Ting saw those dark and bright eyes staring at him eagerly, and his master showed a pitiful expression.

Qin Ting looked at the scars on Jiang Yanzhuo's face, neck, and hands, and his heart was throbbing with pain. He snorted softly, not knowing whether he had compromised with himself or with him.He silently got into Jiang Yanzhuo's arms and hugged him tightly.

Jiang Yanzhuo stretched out his arms contentedly to wrap his arms around him.

Qin Ting frowned: "Don't rub the ointment on my clothes."

Jiang Yanzhuo chuckled: "Okay, I know, I'll wash it for you if it gets dirty."

Qin Ting snorted softly: "I don't want it."

Jiang Yan discussed with him: "Then I'll buy some beautiful new clothes for Tingting to wear."

Qin Ting shook his head: "No."

"Then listen to what you want." Jiang Yanzhuo's hand slowly tightened.

Qin Ting put his chin on Jiang Yanzhuo's shoulder, and said sullenly, "I want it, so stop fighting for me."

Jiang Yan smiled, tilted his head and pressed his face: "This seems a bit difficult."

Qin heard dissatisfied and said: "Too impulsive, I hurt myself all over."

Jiang Yanzhuo was helpless, "You rushed in with a stick, and you were very impulsive. It scared me. Listen."

Qin Ting frowned: "It's different."

Jiang Yanzhuo smiled: "It's the same."

The same is for someone who has no scruples and no fear.

Qin Ting thought for a while and responded, "Okay, indeed. But I'm not very happy."

Jiang Yanzhuo smiled bitterly, "Well, do you know how desperate I was when you fainted in my arms that day, obviously you were still laughing with me one minute, and your breathing was weak and unconscious the next minute."

Jiang Yanzhuo felt suffocated when he thought of that day, his chest was tight, and his voice trembled a little: "I'm going to be scared to death."

Qin Ting reached out and touched his back, and comforted him softly: "It's all over, am I not doing well now? It was just an accident, and I'm not easily defeated."

"Well, I understand," Jiang Yanzhuo touched his soft head with his left hand, "So I can't help being impulsive, I can't do it, listen."

"Okay, I was persuaded by you again. I can't do it anyway. The best way is for the two of us to avoid causing trouble in the future, and it doesn't count if we bump into each other. Otherwise, that person will definitely be very unlucky."

Jiang Yanzhuo laughed lightly, "Well, indeed."

The stairs on the west side of the boy's apartment face a bush here, and almost no one passes by.

Qin Ting grabbed his arms, and Jiang Yanzhuo reluctantly let go.

Qin Ting rubbed his nose and sat down on the upper step of Jiang Yanzhuo.

He glanced at the dazed Jiang Yanzhuo shyly, then aggressively pulled his neck, pressed his cold lips against his, and licked the corner of his mouth.

Then he proudly looked down at Jiang Yanzhuo's slightly shocked expression, "Hmph, I also want to give you a condescending kiss, it hurts to kiss your neck up."

This hateful height difference.

Jiang Yanzhuo quickly cleared up his expression, his eyes darkened, and he looked deeply at the weird boy in front of him, and put his palms around his slender waist, he asked casually: "Look up Kissing, will your neck be sore?"

Qin Ting paused, then nodded seriously, "Well, it's very sour."

Jiang Yanzhuo raised the corner of his mouth, "Then I want to feel it too." Slowly exerting force with his palm, he pushed Qin Ting into his arms.

Through the clothes, Qin Ting could feel the slightly hot skin covered by his palms.He somehow felt like lifting a rock and hitting his own foot.

But it doesn't help to regret now, their current atmosphere is too good.

In the dreamy and deep night, the moon shines dimly, and it throws the most tender ray to the human beings who yearn for it devoutly.

The twilight slid slowly from top to bottom, carefully sizing up the person in front of them following the affection in each other's eyes.

Forehead, eyebrows, pupils, bridge of the nose, and finally to the lips.

With a fairy-like face, Qin Ting smiled, he blinked playfully, he stretched out his hands and put them on his broad shoulders, then gently closed his eyes, forgetting all reason and entanglement, at this moment My own self is desperate and also the direction of the heart.

Jiang Yanzhuo raised his head, bit his flower-like lips, and then went to drink the sweet honey.

What makes Jiang Yanzhuo a little regretful is that at this moment of intimacy, because one hand was injured, he couldn't touch his smooth and white face and neck.He could only hug his waist and comfort him.

Qin Ting put all his weight on his shoulders, but he still trembled from being kissed. He couldn't ignore the temperature of the palm on his lower back.Like a heater, Qin Ting's head was hot, his mouth was hot, his chest was hot, and his waist and abdomen were hot.

After being comfortable for a long time, it reached the point of being scorched. It was really tormenting. Qin Ting whimpered and tried to escape, but was dragged tightly by someone, swallowing more of his voice.

Qin Ting bit his tongue resentfully, Jiang Yanzhuo smiled and changed from offensive to defensive, showing an air of being handled by the king.

Qin Ting was not willing to bear this kind of torture by himself, he stretched out his hand to touch his plump muscles, and watched Jiang Yanzhuo's sudden tense state.

Jiang Yanzhuo was touched a few times, it was the kind of kneading and scratching, pinching and scraping, numbness rushed to his scalp instantly, and the veins in his arms popped up.

He let go of Qin Ting helplessly, and looked at Qin Ting's nose and lips turned red when he was kissed, and the water in his eyes was swaying, feeling distressed for no reason.

Jiang Yanzhuo sat up a step and held him completely in his arms.

Qin Ting's breathing gradually calmed down, and his blood gradually cooled down. He nestled in Jiang Yanzhuo's arms regardless of past suspicions, because it was warm and comfortable here, and it was simply a hotbed of depravity.

Jiang Yanzhuo freed his hand to stroke his face, "Fortunately, I don't feel very sour."

Qin Ting was stunned for a moment, and then realized that this was the sour topic they were discussing just now about kissing with their heads up.

Qin Ting didn't want to talk to him, because he wanted to cry now, but he was devastated to find that his neck was so sore when he lowered his head to kiss.

They hugged each other for a long time, and seeing the street lights gradually dimmed, they finally got up and entered the dormitory building.

When preparing to part, Qin Ting took out a bag out of nowhere and handed it to Jiang Yanzhuo coyly.

"Here, a gift. I have to tell you clearly, this is today's gift, not tomorrow's."

Emphasizing with a strong tone, Jiang Yanzhuo laughed lightly, "Okay, I will remember."

"Cough." Qin Ting cleared his throat and said seriously: "There are two gifts in total, one is a thank-you gift, and the other is a gift for relatives and friends."

Jiang Yanzhuo raised his eyes, looked at the boy's erratic eyes, and thought it was very cute. He smiled and said, "Well, thank you for listening to today's gift."

"Well, it's limited today, don't think about it. The thank you gift is to thank you for giving me a piece of clothing, and the gift for relatives and friends is to buy one and get one free." Qin Ting dared not meet Jiang Yanzhuo's burning gaze, and said so boldly.

"Goodbye, I won't see you tomorrow. You should prepare for the exam well and make an appointment for dinner the day after tomorrow." After Qin heard this, he ran away.

Jiang Yanzhuo tightly hugged the gift Qin Ting gave him, his brows and eyes stretched, and the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising.

Oops, today's smile seems to be overdrawn again.

The next day.

Chen Zifan finished washing up on tiptoe, and was about to go out to have breakfast before taking the exam.

As soon as he opened the bedroom door, without taking a step out, a voice came out of his throat first, "Damn it!"

Everyone in the dormitory looked at the door blankly, Chen Zifan dragged Qin Ting out of the bed without saying a word.

Qin Ting looked dazed and woke up sleepily. The moment he walked out of the dormitory door, he woke up instantly.

"Fuck."

On the left side of the door stands a large bouquet of roses, which are sincere red roses, delicate and charming, blooming full and enthusiastically, revealing infinite innocence in the enchanting.

Qin Ting's heart was beating wildly, and every step he took at this moment seemed to be stepping on cotton.

He took a deep breath, leaned over to look over, and carefully picked up the white card left on the petals.

I hope this is the last Qixi Festival you spend alone.

Listen, Happy Tanabata!

——your future lover JYZ

The author has something to say: Just listen, have you ever thought that the neck is sore when you kiss with your head up or down, is it because you have been kissing for too long, I suggest you lie down and kiss.

Cough, does Jiang Yan know how to judge?

It's another day when the hands are shaking, and the cute ghosts who stick to me are tweeting.