The consequences of wearing a roommate's skirt by mistake

The living room was a bit messy, and he didn't have the nerve to sit on the sofa, but it would be more comfortable in Qin Qin's room.

"Besides letting you see this with your own eyes, I don't know what else I can give you to understand better."

Qin Qin motioned him to visit and explore at will, and joked nonchalantly, "Sometimes I even suspect that the outside world knows more details about what happened in this family than I do myself."

Wen Song watched him take off the dust-proof cloth on the table, chair, wardrobe and bed, and felt strange in his heart for a moment.

Although I can always hear other people talking about his family affairs in various places, when they chat with me face to face, they will change the topic every time they talk about these, deliberately and carefully avoid poking at the pain.

It was the first time for Qin Qin to introduce himself with such a sense of ritual, showing him this small world frankly.

Wen Song wanted to escape a little bit.

He seems to have been caught in a caring and thoughtful self-movement.But at this moment, he realized that Qin Qin didn't really care about mentioning the so-called sore spots.The person who always deliberately and carefully avoids the topic in the moments that are about to be touched is never Qin Tan, but himself.

like now.He was obviously interested in everything in front of him, wanted to understand, wanted to understand better, but he hesitated and did not act.Because he wasn't sure he could afford to know—he didn't have the same courage to be open and honest.

"What are you afraid of?"

Qin Qin seemed to have seen through his thoughts, and deliberately said, "I didn't ask you to trade me for myself."

"... Who's afraid."

Wen Song muttered softly, being hit by the provocative method, he leaned over to look at the textbooks piled up on the desk.

They are all common review materials on the desks of third-year high school students, and they are used during the period before the final sprint before the exam.After the college entrance examination, he didn't go home to live anymore, and he didn't even collect the books on the table.

The desk lamp next to a large stack of books looks like it has been used for many years. There is a pen holder on the base. There is no stationery in it, but it is stuffed with leftover Band-Aids. "A lot."

"I used it every day when I was in school."

The word "everyday" brought an amusing expression to his face, obviously thinking of something terrible: "Did you... get hurt every day?"

Qin Tan laughed, raised his left hand and waved it in front of his eyes, "It's used to cover the tail."

High school rules are much stricter than now, and you can't go to school with tattoos.

Wen Song was slightly relieved.

Qin Tan's cell phone buzzed again.On the way here today, he has already answered several calls, as did yesterday.Wen Song saw that he suppressed his smile, and answered in a very calm tone, knowing that it should be the chain effect brought about by the blockbuster at the fashion show.

His finale look at the show had unexpected effects.Although the new models in that show were all ordered to walk on stage with a cold face in order to integrate the high-end design concept, but he did not follow it rigidly, and the smile when he finally set a spot in front of the stage was simply a stroke of magic.

I don't know why he laughed, anyway, he laughed so hard that his head was confused.

Wen Song even wanted to buy the suit he was wearing at the time.It really fits him well.

He seemed born to be the center of attention.The fixed-point photo was officially released as a high-definition big picture, and it was reposted many times on Weibo, which attracted a lot of attention inside and even outside the circle.

Even Cheng Shi retweeted and commented "The scary thing is that I am more handsome than the photo".

However, looking back at himself, he didn't regard these attentions as sweetness that fell from the sky at all.He has always been like this.I don’t feel much when I have no money to eat and I’m hungry, and I don’t feel much when I work hard and get paid.Even now, "get something for nothing" is favored by a lot of advertisements and brands, and when I answer the phone, I just say "it's annoying to be famous, and it's annoying to make money".

"How can you be so indifferent to fame and wealth, like a god who doesn't eat fireworks in the world."

Wen Song flipped through the photo album with one hand, feeling that the photos didn't look interesting to him, and stretched out the other hand unconsciously, wanting to poke his forehead, "Be happy, big star."

The outstretched hand froze in mid-air.Even if it is a usual interaction, it seems inappropriate to do such an overly intimate gesture now.

Before he withdrew his hand, Qin Qin consciously moved forward holding the phone, touched his fingertips with his forehead, and said goodbye to the other party in a natural tone.

He didn't even pause to call his assistant.Wen Song watched him handle the work coherently, and was able to distract himself to respond to his small movements, his face suddenly became hot, and his thoughts went astray.

Somehow, it reminds me of those plots in the comics where they hide under the president's desk and do weird things... or when the two protagonists do weird things together at some point, they suddenly get a phone call...

"Yes. I leave the management of my Weibo account to you, and don't leave my private number in any channel. No matter what kind of business cooperation, let them contact you."

Qin Qin looked at the people around him after talking on the phone. Even with his head down, he could see that his cheeks were flushed. It was unavoidably worrying, "What's wrong with you? You seem to have a fever."

Wen Song managed to get his brain back from the pile of Two-dimensional waste and put it on, feeling ashamed of himself: "No, no, I'm just not right."

"..."

That might still be from a cold.Qin Tan asked, "There's no cold medicine at home, I'll go downstairs and buy it for you?"

"no, I'm fine."

Wen Song sniffed and waved his hands again and again, "I still have to catch a cold for a while. It doesn't matter if I take one or two doses of medicine, it doesn't matter if I take it or not."

Asking is rubbish physique.

"Is this person your father? I met him in the dormitory last time." He pointed to the photo in the corner of the album, and then looked at Qin Qin seriously, "You don't look alike."

"It's normal." Qin Tan said, "It's not my own."

Qin Yun and Qin Tao were pregnant with him when they got married.The month was already very big, and the neighbors knew that she was pregnant out of wedlock. Although it was announced that she was married with a child, everyone tacitly knew that the child was not Qin Tao's.

If this is not the case, even if a poor songwriter spends half of his life savings to buy this place as a wedding house, he will not be lucky enough to marry the goddess he dreams of as a legal wife who shares the same bed with him.

The man in the photo had a vigorous expression when he was young, and he was the same person as the depressed middle-aged man I saw in the dormitory that day, but the difference in state was astonishingly great.

Wen Song asked: "Then what about the father they said to you today, who was seriously ill in the hospital?"

"I don't know, I've never seen it before."

"Aren't you curious about him? They make it sound like... the man is dying."

Qin Tan showed the same sneer as in the dormitory just now, "I've never met someone before, why should I be curious?"

No matter who that person is, it's not difficult to see from the behavior of the two brothers Zhou Gan that he has always known about the existence of a child named Qin Tan.

Wen Song thought, he hadn't seen her for so many years, and it was not long before his death that he remembered that he wanted to see each other. It was impossible for the child to have no resentment in his heart. No wonder Zhou Yan almost couldn't get off the stage today.

"The child he raised is too bad, and he asked his brother to help him even apologize."

Qin Qin continued to sneer, "If you are really sincere, you should kneel in front of me and cry and say sorry, and then ask for other things."

"..."

Qin Tan: "Did I speak out what's in my heart?"

Wen Song snorted and fell on the bed with a smile in his arms, "Yeah. But I thought so too."

Why are you always worried about him being bullied? Even Wen Song himself can't figure it out.

Obviously from the first time we met, I knew that he was a very independent person.Even if he will be hurt, hurt, and sad, even if he is unknown in other people's mouths, he is a pit of fire, and he has encountered a different kind who needs to stay away.

But no one has ever said that he is weak and pitiful and needs to be protected.

Ah, there is one.Wen Song thought.

That's not my own ignorance.

Qin Qin took out the photo album and turned a page.He hasn't looked at this thing for a long time, and most of it is blank. The three of them seldom take pictures together, but there are many photos of Qin Yun when he was young.

Wen Song came back to his senses and saw the one pressed by his palm.It was a rare live photo taken 20 years ago. It probably has a special meaning. It has also been washed out and preserved to this day. "It's so special."

Qin Qin took this photo out of the transparent sticker, the edges of the photo were already yellow and faded.The young Tan Yun was standing on the stage holding a microphone, the filming was a little blurry, but he still couldn't hide his graceful demeanor.Time did not dilute her beauty, but gave her a more moving filter.

Through this photo, Wen Song can see Qin Qin standing on the stage - when he saw Qin Qin on the stage at the catwalk that day, he thought for a moment that he was in a manic period, and that's why he had such a charming aura. Attractive people can't take their eyes off.Now I think it should be genetic.Some things seem to come naturally.

"Has she been on the show?"

The time, place and date are written on the back of the photo, and it was taken at the scene of the program "Singing in My Heart" on the CCTV music channel.Obviously, this show is older than the two of them. If it wasn't for the photo of Qin Yun, Wen Song would never have heard of it.

"No. She just went to record the rehearsal and didn't participate in the official recording."

"Ah..." Wen Song naturally felt a pity, "Why didn't you participate?"

Qin Qin looked at this old photo and was silent for a while before saying, "Because she has me."

At the so-called fork in the road of fate, she chose the worst one among countless possibilities.

Qin Yun entered the entertainment circle as an actor, but his dream is to become a singer. "Singing is in My Heart" was an opportunity she fought for with all her strength, a springboard to realize her dream, but she gave it up with her own hands.

After quitting the industry while pregnant, she chose an old classmate who had been secretly in love with her since she was a student.At that time, Qin Tao was still known as a gifted scholar. In the small circle, he was a literary youth with a bit of art.

He has been in love with Tan Yun, who is also very talented in music, for many years, and to be able to achieve a positive result with her, even if it is what people call "taking over", he is also happy.

So Tan Yun married him and gave up his dream—not completely.She made an even more dire choice, imposing her dreams on her husband.

When Qin Tan was a child, the most common words she heard from Qin Tao were "Why haven't you written a new song today" and "If you can't even write a song, what else can you do?"

Those melodies carrying beliefs and feelings became shackles and shackles, and too heavy expectations forced his talents to dry up.Until one day he dropped his guitar in front of Qin Yun and vowed never to write songs again.

That was the day.

Not only their dreams, but also those two people, the whole family was shattered together with the strings.

No wonder.Both parents are musicians themselves, and Qin Qin also likes music. The whole family has the same interests and so many common topics, so it should be fun.But Wen Song noticed from the moment he entered the door that there were no musical instruments, sheet music or anything else related to music in this home.

"But...you must have been handsome and smart since you were a child, and you also like music, but she is not willing to put her dream on you, right." He tried to help, "That at least shows that she still loves you. "

Qin Qin looked at him with a playful tone, "Is your relationship with your mother better than your relationship with your father?"

Wen Song: "How do you know!"

"I can hear it."

Qin Tan sighed.It seems that I haven't mentioned the old things to anyone for a long time, and I even feel emotional, "I picked up the guitar that was broken when they quarreled, and secretly asked the master outside to repair it, but I only dared to do it outside the house. Go to the bookstore to read guitar tutorials and sheet music for self-study. It’s quite interesting.”

"The guitar was usually hidden in the corridor, but she found it at the end of the junior high school summer vacation. She asked me to play a piece of music, and then jumped off the roof with my cat in her arms."

Qin Qin said, "Thanks to her, since she jumped down, the housing prices in this area have not dared to rise much."

"..."

Wen Song tentatively asked, "Then do you have a good relationship with your father or your mother?"

"I have a better relationship with cats."

"..."

He seems to mean it.

Wen Song was speechless, closed the album silently, and heard him say again, "You should also know."

"One of us, like her... oh, one of us can drive a whole family crazy."

No one can survive it by enduring it.As long as a certain limit threshold is reached, no one will be willing to be the bearer.Blaming turns into blaming each other, beating turns into beating each other, and endless abuse and violence will run through and become the daily life.

Until such a daily life also collapses.

Of course Wen Song knew what he was talking about.

In order to protect his comfort zone, before those memories that he tried to get rid of and want to forget flooded up, he should forcefully suppress them with heavier thoughts, and said to Qin Qin, "Don't be so pessimistic, everything is over. ", and then quickly changed the subject.But today he didn't.Probably because in this completely honest room, there are too many overlapping parts with memory.Wen Song looked down at the man in the photo and heard his own breathing trembling.

"Will he... hit you too?"

Although he didn't answer directly, Qin Qin obviously understood what he was asking, "After junior high school, he can't beat me."

"It's amazing. I wish I could be as powerful as you." His voice was so low that it was almost inaudible, muttering to himself like a dream.

"I never dared to fight back."

They were stunned at the same time.Qin Qin frowned when he heard the vague syllables. Before he could ask again, there was a loud knock on the door outside.

Wen Song retreated reflexively, and looked out the door in panic, "Why... who is that?"

No one would make such a big commotion when they returned to their own home.He couldn't hear Qin Qin's voice at all, there were more than one fierce shouts outside the door, as if even the stairs were shaking.

"Don't hide, son of a bitch, Qin Tao! Open the door for me!"

"If you don't pay back the money today, someone will splash paint tomorrow! Let your family become famous again!"

"Hahahaha, the dead pigs in their family are not afraid of boiling water, but also afraid of splashing paint?"

"Then go to his son's school to splash! Young people like to be famous!"

"Don't mess with those flamboyant people, he must be at home! Damn I don't pay back the money, find someone to open the door, chop him up today!"

"..."

Another first experience in life.

People outside seem to be really knocking on the door.I have only seen this kind of weird situation before in TV dramas. Wen Song's face suddenly turned pale, and his mind was full of "ahhhhhh" and "what should I do?" Can only breathe hard.

When the adrenaline was soaring, Qin Qin's voice was finally heard clearly, ""Will you open the window? "

"..."

why is it like this!

When I came here, I didn't say that there was still this link!

Seeing him shaking his head with difficulty, Qin Qin was about to say "don't be afraid" to comfort him, when he heard a loud sound of breaking the door.

Reassurance probably won't help now.

Wen Song froze on the spot stiffly, all his attention was on the movement of the forced intrusion, he was pulled into his arms and picked it up in the air, opened the wardrobe door and put it in, and closed the cabinet door with his backhand like a hiss gesture.

"..."

The dark space in the closet is cramped, barely accommodating two grown men.Wen Song still maintained the posture of being brought over by him, sitting face to face between his legs, too embarrassed to raise his head, suddenly remembered something important, grabbed his wrist and reminded nervously, "Wash, washing machine."

The washing machine on the balcony outside was still on!

The cursing sound was still in the living room, and soon after the smashing, someone found out, "Damn it, there are still clothes that haven't been washed, search for me, the person must be in the house!"

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