After escaping, the scum attack stalked me

There was a faint smell of burning, and then it became stronger and stronger. I didn't sleep deeply, and this smell soon disturbed my lunch break.

I opened my eyes, stretched my waist, and raised my eyes inadvertently, only to find that the house next door was filled with smoke, as if it was on fire, accompanied by the smell of something being burnt.

As if he suddenly remembered something, he hurriedly put on his slippers and walked out quickly, slapping on the gate of Qin Haotian's yard, "Qin Haotian, Qin Haotian."

This bastard, should he be burned...?

"Qin Haotian, open the door quickly."

I yelled at the top of my throat, but there was no sound at all inside. Could something really happen, right?

My heart is so anxious that I will die if I die, but don't die here, I will live here for a few more years.

Just as he was about to spread his legs and run to call someone, the door opened from the inside.

A tall, dark figure stood at the door, holding a spatula in his hand. His face, neck, and hands were all covered in black. If it weren't for his big and deep eyes, I might not be able to recognize him. This person is Qin Haotian.

Mr. Qin, who was supposed to be sitting in a luxurious office drinking coffee, speaking fluent English and discussing projects with others, suddenly landed in this place in Shankara who couldn't even cook and got himself dirty.

I couldn't help but smile, the key is that the spatula he was holding in his hand really didn't match his face shape, it was funny no matter how you looked at it.

Qin Haotian also seemed to feel the embarrassment and helplessness in the air, scratched the back of his head embarrassingly, and explained: "I was cooking, and the pot caught fire."

I turned my eyes to him and looked in. The thick smoke was billowing, making people very uncomfortable. I walked in and walked into his kitchen to have a look. Good guy, the whole kitchen was so dark that I couldn’t tell what was rice. , which are the dishes?

The fire has been put out, but the smell of smoke is still very strong.

Qin Haotian saw me coughing constantly, and pulled me out. There was a road outside the yard, and a large farmland was opposite the road.

It's really not that hard to go outside.

Looking at his dark face, I was amused and angry at the same time, why does this person keep appearing in front of me again and again?

I've almost forgotten about him, and I'm trying to throw him out of my life. I even thought about giving myself a chance to try to get along with Qin Yifan.

The key is that he seems to have changed into a different person, no longer plundering and plundering, but only sneering.

In the end, I let him wash himself in the pool in the yard, and I went into the kitchen to make him a new bowl of egg noodles.

Guessing that he was quite hungry, he picked up the chopsticks and lowered his head to eat the noodles.

For a while, we didn't speak, only the rustling sound of the cool wind, rustling the leaves.

When he was almost finished eating the noodles, I said, "Qin Haotian, let's talk, don't you always want to talk to me?"

"it is good."

We all sat up straight, looking at each other face to face.

"Why did you come to Yunnan to find me? What is the purpose?"

"I want to take you back to Beijing."

"Continue to abuse me and torture me?"

"No", he replied firmly, and after thinking for a moment, he continued to answer: "I will treat you well in the future."

This is like a solemn promise, Qin Haotian's eyes are very firm, his eyes are no longer indifferent as before, but more tender.

But I don't believe it, and I don't dare to believe it. Disappointment over and over again will make people stop believing in the beautiful things they once believed in.

"Why are you being nice to me? Don't you hate me?"

"I used to hate it, but now I don't hate it anymore." Qin Haotian usually doesn't speak much. He was thinking about what he wanted to explain, but he didn't know how to make it more sincere and meaningful.

"Do you think I'll believe it?" I really don't.

Qin Haotian got up anxiously, squatted down with his feet, and supported the stone table with his hands. If you look at it from a distance, it looks like he wants to hug me in his arms. His eyes are on the same level as mine.

"Then how do you want me to prove it?"

"There is no need to prove that we are not from the same way."

"An Sheng, I came to Yunnan just to find you, and then bring you back to Beijing. We will live together in the future. I will give you whatever you want."

This is tantamount to a confession in disguise, Qin Haotian finally has the opportunity to tell the words that Qin Haotian has held in his heart for two years to the person in front of him who misses him day and night.

"Qin Haotian, you haven't changed at all. You always like to slap a piece of candy. Do you feel that I am an item from the bottom of your heart? Can it be exchanged and traded at equal value?"

"No, why do you think so? I'm clearly speaking the truth. I want to take you back to Beijing and give you..."

"Enough, there is no need to say these words anymore. No matter what tricks you use, I will not go back to Beijing with you. You have given up on this idea. Also, even if you live next door, please don't bother me in the future Me, our family lives here very well, I don't want to see you, because when I see you, I'm in a bad mood."

After all, it is still different from before, An Sheng has changed too much, he is no longer the submissive, timid and silly An Sheng before.

His eyes no longer contain any deep meaning, and the eyes staring at Qin Haotian are very conflicted.

Qin Haotian's heart felt like being pierced by dense invisible wounds with needles. It didn't hurt very much, but it was so uncomfortable that he couldn't get up or down.