my sick white moonlight

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Hearing what Zhang Youming said, Shi Zhiqing was actually quite calm. He didn't like to pursue the past, and even if Shi Zhenzhu had a direct relationship with his father's death.

Even if he planned for the worst, he didn't feel much fluctuation in his heart, he had to consider the issue from Shi Zhenzhu's standpoint.

This is the complex and contradictory part of human feelings. Even the death of a stranger will sympathize with you. On the contrary, the death of this kind of person who should be close is indifferent for no reason.

Shi Zhiqing thought about it before, it might be a change of hatred, when she was a child, love and hate were distinct, love is love, hate is hate.

It can't be ruled out that Shi Zhiqing really hated her father, but after she grows up, that feeling gradually disappears, and her love and hatred are empty.

"You don't have any ideas?" Zhang Youming asked.

Shi Zhiqing looked up at Zhang Youming, shook her head lightly, and said, "The necessary procedures are gone. Legally, my mother is fine, so I trust her completely. It's meaningless to delve into this kind of past matter. Besides, Do you think my father is important to me?"

"Excuse me."

"It's okay, by the way, I almost forgot to tell you that the boy you met last time picking up the bottle was actually the younger brother of a doctor in the radiology department of our hospital. He quarreled with someone in front of the machine, and Dr. He came down to settle it later. As soon as his brother came, he became honest. It turned out that this was not the first time he did such a thing, and he was still carrying a large bag of plastic bottles in his hand at that time. " Shi Zhiqing felt strange thinking about it.

Such a beautiful boy, I heard that his grades are good, he went to a local university, and his family conditions are good, so he likes to pick up bottles and fights with others.

"Reorganize the family?" Zhang Youming asked.

When he tried to persuade the fight that day, he felt strange. If his family was in a difficult situation, he still wore designer clothes with big logos.

"That's right, Dr. He is about eight years older than him. The old couple don't care much about Chen Hui. Oh, my younger brother's name is Chen Hui. If you have anything to do, you can go to Dr. He."

Shi Zhiqing sighed after finishing speaking, thinking about this situation, everyone can guess the reason.

"Emotional dependence? To his brother." Zhang Youming asked.

"That's right, and Dr. He also likes men." When Shi Zhiqing said this, she consciously lowered her voice.

There was no one else in the room, but he was habitually alert.

"How did you know?"

Shi Zhiqing smiled, thinking that you are focusing on this.

"There was a meeting in the courtyard before. He sat next to me and saw the background of his chat with someone. It was a photo of him face-to-face. However, it may be the intuition of similar people. Then he added WeChat to the group and chatted. Chat. But I didn’t know about Chen Hui before.”

"Then why didn't you develop?" Zhang Youming asked.

Shi Zhiqing glared at Zhang Youming, didn't answer him, and got up to pack the dishes.

The current Shi Zhiqing is much more shrewd than before, as long as Zhang Youming is asking such questions, he should run away, otherwise he will always be the one who gets hurt.

"Just two bowls, I'll wash them." Zhang Youming said, picked up the apron behind the kitchen door, and tied it skillfully.

This kind of atmosphere makes Shi Zhiqing feel satisfied and comfortable, and the most controllable sense of happiness is that he is by your side.

That's why so many people can't love it, so they have to tie a person firmly to their side.

Perhaps this is the shallowest level of love, but it is also the easiest to obtain.

After washing up, Shi Zhiqing was reading the latest issue of periodicals in the study. The phone was not in the bedroom today, so Chen Yan made voice calls, and Shi Zhiqing received it right away.

In order to avoid being interrupted by the journal, Shi Zhiqing connected the phone, clicked on the speaker, and put the phone aside.

On the other end of the phone, Chen Yandu's voice was a little hoarse, as if he had just woken up, he called Brother Qing softly, and then said that he wanted to hear Shi Zhiqing talk.

Shi Zhiqing was already in a good mood today, so she smiled and said, "Why do you suddenly think of me? Are you not with your new friends?"

"No. No new friends." Chen Yan said in a low voice. He seemed to be busy with other things, and he could hear the sound of unpacking the plastic.

Shi Zhiqing smiled again, and said, "Okay, then you call me and you want to hear my voice?"

Chen Yan hummed, and then said, "What are you doing?"

"Looking at medical journals, you are not interested."

"Can you read a paragraph?"

Chen Yandu's behavior today is particularly abnormal. He would not make such requests at ordinary times. At most, he would say something like "I miss you love you" dozens of times.

Before Shi Zhiqing could answer, the door was opened. Zhang Youming cut some fruit and put it on a plate. Seeing that Shi Zhiqing was outside to answer the phone, he didn't say anything, and planned to go down and continue teasing the black girl.

But the next second he heard the voice of Chen Yandu, he couldn't move anymore.

"Then say something casually, I want to hear you speak."

"I don't know what to say. Now, when you call me, I thought you had something to do. If there's nothing else, I'll hang up first."

Zhang Youming was standing behind him, Shi Zhiqing would not continue to talk to Chen Yan.

"No, Brother Qing, I miss you so much, um..."

Hearing this, Shi Zhiqing seemed to understand something, the sound of um, it was hard not to suspect that Chen Yan was playing handjob.

"What are you doing?" Shi Zhiqing asked.

"Miss you. Brother Qing, talk to me quickly, please."

Shi Zhiqing looked back at Zhang Youming, hesitating whether to hang up the phone, how could such a thing happen to both herself and Chen Yan?

"I have something to do right now, let's not talk about it, you are busy first." Shi Zhiqing hung up the phone hastily after finishing speaking.

Then he turned his head and looked at Zhang Youming very aggrieved, like a misunderstood kitten, saying that I really didn't do it, it wasn't my fault.

Zhang Youming raised the corners of his mouth slightly, looking at Shi Zhiqing playfully with a half-smile.

I don’t know if you have heard of cute aggression. When you see cute things, you will have the feeling of destroying and destroying him.

Zhang Youming feels this way now.

And in the previous teasing, Zhang Youming discovered that Shi Zhiqing seemed to like those violent actions, such as choking the neck, such as suffocating hugs.

Shi Zhiqing, who is always obedient, likes the feeling of coercion, the feeling of being needed.

"What are you looking at me like that for? Brother Qing." Zhang Youming imitated Chen Yandu's tone and whispered in Shi Zhiqing's ear.

Shi Zhiqing's whole body went numb when Zhang Youming yelled "Brother Qing", and his facial expression changed. He liked Zhang Youming looking down on him like this.

Before Shi Zhiqing could speak, Zhang Youming pinched Shi Zhiqing's chin and kissed him. Someone was thinking that he would satisfy their desire, and someone could completely possess him.

Zhang Youming is the latter, lucky, but unfortunately unknown.

He thought of a song called Indian+summer.

"If you think about it now, I don't have to read books." Shi Zhiqing said.

"right here."

After finishing speaking, Shi Zhiqing stood up, put her arms around Zhang Youming's neck, and wrapped her legs around his waist, the dim light became romantic.

[The author has something to say: The title of the song is a special weather phenomenon. In late autumn, the weather that suddenly warms up before winter comes, just like returning to the warm summer. It is now used to refer to the short-term warmth before the long freeze, and the short-lived before the sadness. happiness. 】