Sweetheart is a thorn in the side ABO

What did he say that night?

After a hangover, many words are blurred.

Lu Yichao held the phone motionlessly, and pieced together a few important words from fragmentary memories.

——He said: Qi Yanqing is going to divorce him.

——Qi Yanqing said: Don't touch him, let him go.

It was after that day that Qi Yanqing changed, and his whole person became a lot colder, and Tan Lu was also connected at this time.

"Heh..." Lu Yichao sneered while propping his forehead, his eyes were in a daze.

Every time I feel sorry for Qi Yanqing, the reality will tell me how absurd this idea is.

But why can't Qi Yanqing watch those videos in the middle of the night?

reluctant?Barely like it?

Or would he feel satisfied when seeing him love him like that?

But is there another possibility... that Qi Yanqing really likes him, and he has to step aside even talking about it.

"Meow." Hua Diao stepped on his leg and looked up at him, "Meow."

Lu Yichao looked at Huadiao for a few seconds, then suddenly got up and went out to call Qi Yanqing.

He was drunk that night, and he didn't explain many things clearly. He wanted to ask Qi Yanqing face to face about some things.

The call was connected quickly, and the environment over there was very noisy and chaotic.

"Hey, who are you?" A familiar voice sounded from the other end of the phone.

Lu Yichao reacted, and then realized that this should be the pink-haired bartender in the bar.

"Tell me, how did you get this phone number from an unfamiliar number?"

Lu Yichao hung up the phone without saying a word, he was still an unfamiliar number in Qi Yanqing's phone.

bar.

Jiang Nanmian put the phone back on the bar, "It's weird, I didn't speak to an unfamiliar number."

Qi Yanqing was drunk, lying on the table pushing the wine glass back and forth to play.

There was no one around, only Jiangnan Mian, he frowned and knocked on the table, "Hurry up!"

"Come on, drink less, let's see what your face looks like." Jiang Nanmian's pink hair was pulled at the back of her head, revealing the entire row of earrings.

"I came to the bar to drink!" Qi Yanqing slammed the glass hard.

The bar business is very good today, Jiang Nanmian specially turned off all the lights at the bar counter, for fear that someone would see Qi Yanqing.

Jiangnan Mian pushed him a cup, fearing that he would make trouble later, "Drink it, drink it, and drink it to death."

"I want to drink the abyss."

Those who come to get drunk, who cares about their own health, they have to feel good first, of course Jiang Nanmian understands.

After hesitating to look at him a few times, he still mixed a glass of "Abyss" for him, the proportion of spirits was a little less.

Qi Yanqing swallowed it in one breath, like swallowing a hot knife, the blade cut all the way from his throat, ripped open his intestines, and his chaotic brain was even more puddled into a mess.

He propped his chin up, his eyes were misty and out of focus, "I just...couldn't sleep at the cinema."

"The movie theater is not a place to sleep." Jiang Nanmian drank lemonade, "The soft bed in the upstairs room makes people sleep comfortably."

"No." Qi Yanqing shook his head, his voice was slow and drunk, "Then someone will snatch things from me."

Jiang Nanmian glanced at him: "What are you grabbing?"

Qi Yanqing stared at a spot of light not far away: "Snatch everything, snatch me away, cover my mouth, my ears, my eyes...and die."

Jiang Nanmian couldn't understand a few words that were in the air.

The resident singer in the bar sang slowly and quietly, with a very low tone, close to the frequency of the beating heart, which made people feel inexplicably depressed and palpitations.

The clean and simple voice is singing——

"It's all vain and no expectations."

"The moonlight reveals the deep affection, I was hidden by you."

"It's just false hope."

"The scorching sun burns my bones and my fingers intertwine, you will bury me."

"Then the expectation is false."

"Same night with snow, mud and red walls, never forgetting a dream."

A deep voice woke up the dream.

Qi Yanqing was fascinated by what he heard, and suddenly opened his hand to Jiangnan Mian, "Look what I have in my hand."

Jiangnan Mian was still humming, looking at his white and slender hands with empty palms, "What's there? There's nothing there."

"Hahahaha..." Qi Yanqing smiled and fell down on the table, unable to straighten his back, "There is nothing."

In the end it was a big dream.

Spicy spirits were poured into his stomach, Qi Yanqing coughed a few times, his eyes were red, and he was still smiling drunkenly, looking a little pretty.

Jiang Nanmian imitated his appearance, resting her chin on the bar, looking into his eyes, "Qingqing, all your things are gone, so are you sad now?"

Qi Yanqing shook his head, "No, I threw it all away, so I have nothing left."

His eyes were glistening with water, his smile had a particularly beautiful arc, and his long hair covered his face, showing a bit of depression, but his whole person was still proud and bright.

Jiang Nanmian sighed, rubbed the top of his hair, and patted him lightly twice, "Pick it up again, what a big deal, we can't let ourselves be wronged."

"No, no, throw it away, throw it away, don't want it, if you don't have it, you don't have it..."

Qi Yanqing looked at his palm, "I don't have anything anyway."

Jiangnan Mian: "That's right. People can live for a few years. There are many things that you don't bring with you when you die. If you don't have them, you don't have them."

Qi Yanqing had a particularly painful stomach, but the pain made him sober.

In fact, he has always understood that he knows what he wants, and he also knows that he is trapped in a false relationship.

He clearly watched himself fall into it, allowing himself to be covered with love with lies, those things were so light that the wind would blow them away.

Then he stood at the bottom of the abyss and looked up. The reality was so high and far away from him. He was so tired that he didn't want to climb up.

"Baby, just cry when you feel uncomfortable, I will feel uncomfortable if you endure like this." Jiang Nanmian said distressedly, "No one can see, the lights here are all turned off."

"But I'm not feeling bad." Qi Yanqing took another sip of wine, his stomach hurt even more, but his mood became more comfortable.

Jiangnan Mian was sitting in front of him, "Honey, you can't always be stuck in the past, you have to look forward."

"The shitty things you did when you were young, are you always tormenting yourself like this? You have limited energy, so you should think more about happy things."

"There are a lot of things that you can't stimulate them at all. If you really let go, it will be lost to them." Jiang Nanmian patted his head, "Do you understand baby?"

"But I don't want to." Qi Yanqing was so drunk that his eyelids were red, his eyes were resolute and determined, and his tone was stubborn and paranoid, "I just want to hate for the rest of my life."

"They've been robbing me and giving my stuff to other people, and he too...he's always trying to run to other people, not me who's closest."

Jiang Nanmian looked at him for a long time, then handed him another glass of wine.

When Lu Yichao arrived, he looked at the place where Qi Yanqing was sitting last time, it was pitch black, but he had an intuition that it was there.

He walked forward quickly, and before he could speak, he heard Qi Yanqing's drunken voice, a little hoarse.He leaned against the wine cabinet next to him, and heard Qi Yanqing say.

"Do you understand that feeling... that is, you have something useless and don't like it very much, but others like to grab it from you. At this time, you feel that even if this thing is rotten, I can't be snatched from it. .”

"After a long time, I really feel that I like these rotten things in my hand. I'm covered in rotten things inside and out, and I'm rotten too, so rotten." Qi Yanqing's tone was very slow, obviously drunk Yes, he looked at his palm.

Jiang Nanmian stroked his head, "This is how you always define what you like?"

Qi Yanqing played with the wine glass, "Almost, because there is nothing I really like."

Time seemed to be frozen, no one spoke anymore, they were all listening to the song quietly.

Jiangnan Mian didn't know how to comfort her, so she went to make a drink, and Qi Yanqing suddenly said, "I don't like the smell of this wine."

"Then I'll change it." Jiang Nanmian said and changed the subject, "What are your plans in the future? Do you need me to introduce you to some alphas? You can choose from various styles."

Qi Yanqing shook his head, "I'm very busy, I have to go find Brother Tan in a few days."

Lu Yichao was standing less than one meter away from him, his facial features were cold and calm, except for his scarlet eyes, he couldn't see any emotion.

He didn't make it this far.

Thinking of this, Lu Yichao left the bar and drove to Wanquan.

He drank in Wanquan's underground tavern, with a pile of glasses in front of him.

Today's scene suddenly reminded him of three years ago.

He went to the Qi family to propose marriage, officially said that he wanted to marry Qi Yanqing, and took out all his belongings, just to show his heart to the Qi family.

Then on that morning, he went to wake Qi Yanqing up.

The person who was still laughing and threatening him to marry the night before was on the phone, his frivolous and arrogant tone was not his usual style.

Qi Yanqing said to the other end of the phone: "Why did you marry Lu Yichao? Then he will be my dog. I spent so much money to buy a dog, so of course he has to be tied to me."

Then he laughed, the sarcasm in his tone impossible to ignore.

"Yeah, you haven't seen him circling around me, smelling my pheromones, he's like a mad dog who encircles the territory..."

"I can't get what I want. As long as Lu Yichao is obedient and a good dog, then I'm definitely not willing to let him go. After all, he is so good-looking."

Lu Yichao never forgot these few words.

Every word is filled with Qi Yanqing's contempt and disdain.

In a few days it will be the anniversary of his mother's death.

If it wasn't for Qi Yanqing, he would still be able to see his mother for the last time.

There was no body left of his mother, who was driven to death in a car accident, and he never saw her last face.

It was just because Qi Yanqing was not feeling well that day, he insisted on being with him, and he was not allowed to go out.

At that time they argued too fiercely, Qi Yanqing hired many bodyguards to guard the door.

"I said you can't go out today, Lu Yichao."

Qi Yanqing, 21 years old, is calm and cold-blooded.

Lu Yichao beat his aching heart, he never forgot these things.

But in the past three years, he has become more and more soft-hearted towards Qi Yanqing.

He said that he wanted to kill him, but he was not willing to actually hit him.

"Heh..." Lu Yichao took a sip of his wine.

Then no one should think about it, Qi Yanqing, let's see if you throw it first or I throw it first.

After drinking for three rounds, Jiangnan Mian helped Qi Yanqing who was lying on the table up, "Qingqing, let's go up and rest."

Qi Yan regained consciousness, lay limply on Jiangnan Mian's shoulder, and suddenly said something after a long time.

"Except for Lu Yichao."

"What?" Jiang Nanmian asked.

"That is to say, except for Lu Yichao." Qi Yanqing rubbed his ears and held on to his hands, "You used brandy when you mixed the wine just now. Once I smell this, I don't want to say that anymore."

Jiangnan Mian asked him to sit on the bed, and said with a smile, "I don't, you're so drunk, can you smell it?"

"You can smell it." Qi Yanqing fell on the bed and got into the bed.

After a few minutes, he saw Jiangnan Mian lying on the bed next to him in a daze, and said seriously, "Except for Lu Yichao."

"Huh?" Jiang Nanmian looked at him with a smile, "You said so."

"Did I say that?" Qi Yanqing covered his ears with a confused expression.

"I've said it." Jiang Nanmian's voice was a little choked up, "Sleep, baby, have a good sleep."

The small light was turned on in the room, Qi Yanqing huddled under the quilt, recalling the first time he met Lu Yichao, he looked like a little mad dog.

Qi Yanqing huddled under the quilt and suddenly smiled.

Except Lu Yichao.

Only Lu Yichao is a special case where he likes it at first sight, and others can't do it at a glance.