until the last minute

Zhou Yin faced Li Qing's scrutinizing eyes, his expression was frank, and his tone was so calm that it was almost indifferent.

"I just want to give you more choices. Xiaolan has found you, right? He is the resident singer here, not a few years older than us. Don't think of him as a dubious person. He is a college student and he is a nice person. .”

"So you pushed him to me?" Li Qing said expressionlessly, "You are really thoughtful, should I thank you?"

"I just want you to know that your choice is not just mine."

Li Qing nodded, seeming to agree with what Zhou Yin said, "I really don't want you."

Zhou Yinwen was silent, and looked at Li Qing with wet eyes without blinking.

"Since it's what you want, then I'll go in and look for him. Are you satisfied if I do this?" Li Qing put his hands in his pockets, and glanced at the door of the bar from time to time between speaking, as if he was about to enter that place again soon.

Zhou Yin was still silent, Li Qing felt bored, he stuffed the condom in his hand into Zhou Yin's trouser pocket, then patted it, and sneered: "Give it back to you, it's not that far, you think too much too much."

"You still think that I have this kind of thought about you, so you immediately found someone else for me."

Zhou Yin glared at Li Qing angrily. He wanted to push Li Qing away, but his arm was pulled.Li Qing's eyes were shining brightly, his breath was burning hot, and he almost said close to his face: "The last question, you answer me, I will let you go, and I promise not to bother you in the future."

Zhou Yin stopped struggling and stared at him.

Li Qing reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of Zhou Yin's eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you crying? Because of me?"

This sentence seemed to be a switch, Zhou Yin began to struggle to break free from Li Qing, he was anxious and angry, with tears in his eyes, every glance was accompanied by embarrassment and stubbornness.

Li Qing grabbed Zhou Yin's beating hands indiscriminately, it was the first time he saw Zhou Yin like this, he seemed to have thrown away his armor.He wanted to see his face clearly, but Zhou Yin stubbornly turned his head, refusing to meet his gaze.

Li Qing snorted: "Look at me, Zhou Yin, look at me."

Zhou Yin's whole body froze for a moment, without any resistance, he let Li Qing turn his face over and look at him wantonly.His eyes blinked, and tears burst out of his eyes suddenly uncontrollably.

He shed tears in front of Li Qing.

"Okay, I won't ask, don't cry, don't cry." Li Qing pulled Zhou Yin into his arms, regretting that he couldn't raise the white flag to surrender immediately.He failed to force out Zhou Yin's innermost thoughts, but instead tried out his bottom line and defense line.

"You don't want to see me that much? It's too late, Zhou Yin," Li Qing felt bitter on the tip of his tongue, and he muttered to himself with a wry smile, "Maybe I don't need you, but now I only have you."

On the side of the road where people come and go, people pass by and cast inquiring gazes one after another.Zhou Yin may have noticed it too, he buried his face in Li Qing's shoulder, clasped his shoulders with his hands and kept retracting.

Sensing his tension, Li Qing hugged him vigorously, completely engulfing him in a wide embrace, using his arms and chest to prop up the corner where he was weeping unrestrainedly.

Group after group of people walked into the bar, and everyone who entered might have an undisclosed purpose, which made them seem less conspicuous when they hugged each other.

Hugs are too pure and clear, and what most people want is complicated and difficult to understand, and it takes deeper entanglements to achieve it.This was what Li Qing thought of when he saw a couple who were reluctant to say goodbye. He suddenly wanted to know how long it would take for him to have such a bond.

There was no embarrassment or awkwardness when they hugged and parted. Zhou Yin rubbed his eyes and said, "It's time to go back."

Li Qing said hello, and he wanted to say something more, but when he saw Zhou Yin's red and swollen eyes after crying, he dismissed the idea.

Zhou Yin hoarsely said: "Go back, I'll leave later."

Li Qing still only said hello, then turned around and left without planning to use any means of transportation.Zhou Yin stopped him and gave him the keys to the motorcycle, "You ride back, you can ride back tomorrow, and park in the alley if you are afraid of being found out."

"What about you? How to go back?"

"Someone sent me."

Li Qing didn't ask any more. He held the key, put on his helmet, and stepped onto the motorcycle. He didn't refuse not only because of time constraints, but most importantly, he urgently needed to stimulate adrenaline through drag racing, so as to suppress the depression and irritability in his heart.

"I'm leaving." He looked at Zhou Yin again, and said goodbye to him amidst the violent roar of the motorcycle.Zhou Yin took out the mobile phone from his pocket, stuffed it into Li Qing's trouser pocket, and said quickly: "Is your mobile phone broken? You take mine. I will call you tonight."

Li Qing touched the protrusion of his trouser pocket and nodded.

Zhou Yin instructed again: "You remember to answer the phone."

"I will."

Zhou Yin was worried, and continued to demand: "I'm not sure what time to call you, you must keep your mobile phone with you all night, no matter how late it is." He knew that his request was unreasonable, so he still raised it, stalking Neck waiting for Li Qing's reply.

Li Qing hesitated for a moment, then rejected Zhou Yin, "It can't be too late, you have to go to bed early, no later than a little later."

After watching Li Qing leave, Zhou Yin returned to the bar and sat down in front of the bar.He wanted to take a sip of the special drink he ordered just now, but immediately a hand reached over to cover the rim of the glass. The owner of the bar, Zheng Wenliang, stood behind the bar and glared at him.

"How long has this drink been here? Don't you know that you can't drink what's out of your hands?"

Zhou Yin called out "Uncle Zheng", muttered that he was very thirsty, and then propped his elbows on the table, his eyes didn't know where to fall, and he just stared blankly like no one else.

The prelude gradually started, and there was a lazy and drunk singing voice behind him.Zhou Yin looked back at the stage area. In the area under the lighting, Xiao Lan was sitting on a high stool, singing softly with a microphone in hand.

Zhou Yin watched half the song, then he turned his head and asked Zheng Wenliang who was still wiping his wine glass: "He looks so good-looking, didn't Li Qing like him?"

"I don't know that."

Zhou Yin remained silent, as if he was thinking about the possibility of this.

Zheng Wenliang sneered, "Are you really thinking about this? I saw you hugging each other at the door just now, and thought that no matter how many Xiaolans there were, they wouldn't be able to get in between you."

Zhou Yin smiled, and played with a beautiful goblet casually, "What does a hug mean? Even if you kiss and go to bed, it doesn't help at all. Uncle Zheng thinks that a hug is nothing. It's all settled."

Zhou Yin spoke casually, with a pretentious depth in his words.Zheng Wenliang originally wanted to laugh at him as a child pretending to be an adult, but he didn't get so much emotion.But when he thought about Zhou Yin's words carefully, he immediately grasped the point, "You slept with him? You are so brave, I want to sue your mother."

"No, Uncle Zheng, you are very noisy." Zhou Yin frowned, lying on the bar, his ears automatically blocked the annoying voice.

In order not to listen to his mother's nagging, Zhou Yin returned home around 10:30 as usual.He changed his shoes at the entrance, walked into the living room with his schoolbag, and his mother came out of the dining room with a fruit plate, beckoning him to come and eat some fruit.

Zhou Yin put down his schoolbag, walked to the tea table with his slippers on, and picked up a piece of apple.

Seeing his face, his mother asked in surprise, "Did you cry at school?"

Zhou Yin hummed, he was not surprised that his mother would find out, and only the carefree Uncle Zheng couldn't see it.

"Why? Broken love?"

Zhou Yin sat down in the aisle between the coffee table and the sofa, and said calmly, "I'm not in a relationship."

"Is that because the person you like doesn't like you?"

Zhou Yin swallowed the apple, sipped his fingers, lowered his head and said, "I think he likes me a little bit."

"Then why are you crying?" Mother seemed disgusted.

"How can I be sure that it's the sincerity?" Zhou Yin raised his head, with unusual paranoia in his eyes, "Should I get carried away because of a little liking for a while?"

"You also said that it was a temporary liking. Is there any need to care about whether you are sincere or not?"

Zhou Yin hugged his knees and remained silent.

"Are you thinking too much and planning to only like that one person in this life?" Mother picked up a fruit knife to peel the apple, and the apple peel was thin and long. She wrote lightly, "Sincere hearts also have a shelf life, unless you I will identify him as the only one in this life, otherwise don’t torture yourself with this kind of question.”

Zhou Yin suddenly realized something, stood up and called "Mom" helplessly.

"Don't be so nervous, I know what you want to say, but Zhou Yin, your father gave me not only sincerity, but also a promise." Mother handed him the peeled apple and said with a smile, "You can have no sincerity, but Promises are kept.”

"Will it be honored?"

"Yes, Xiao Yin, you have to believe it." His mother called him by his nickname after a long time, with an extremely touching smile.However, Zhou Yin noticed that there were fine lines in the corners of her mother's eyes. She had waited for many years, and she was no longer young, but she still told him in the most gentle and firm tone that it will be fulfilled, you have to believe it.

For a moment Zhou Yin really believed it, he believed what his mother said that his father would come back.Although the dazzling lights revealed the truth to him in the next second, there was nothing in this spacious and bright room that was not false.Zhou Yin hated false appearances, and her mother was immersed in false appearances, day after day, taking lies as truth.

The mother patted the back of his hand, told him and enlightened him in the tone of someone who had experienced it, like a truly enlightened and tolerant parent, "I don't think you are ready yet."

Zhou Yin was puzzled: "What should I do to prepare?"

"If you like someone, you have to be prepared not to be liked, and to be disliked one day. It may be that you don't like him, or it may be that he doesn't like you."

Zhou Yin thought for a long time, then asked hesitantly, "What if it's love?"

The mother suppressed her smile and replied, "If it's love, be prepared to get hurt."

"Will you be hurt?"

"Yes." The mother who firmly believed that her lover would come back gave an affirmative answer.Zhou Yin's doubts deepened. He looked at his mother, who was rarely sober, and didn't understand why she insisted. "Everyone seeks advantages and avoids disadvantages. Why don't we stop losses in time?"

His mother looked at him with almost pity eyes, and said with a half-smile, "Xiao Yin, you will know why later."

Zhou Yin shook his head, he didn't want to know the reason anymore, he rejected that kind of future from the bottom of his heart, it would make him blind and irrational, he didn't know how to stop losses and couldn't get out.