Years of love

Yan Qi walked to the side of the car one step ahead of Zhou Luo, leaned against the car door and fumbled for the cigarette pack in the down jacket, and found that there was no fire after holding it in his mouth. He grabbed two handfuls of hair in agitation, squatted on the ground and directly sent the cigarette to his mouth.

After chewing twice, it was so bitter that it was hard to swallow.

It can distract you for a short time.

The sun slanted on the car body, pulling the car body out of a shadow, Yan Qi hid in the dark and lowered his head, his mouth became more and more bitter, when he swallowed, the tobacco stuck in his throat and he couldn't get up and down, he was so disgusted that he wanted to retch.

There was an extra pair of shoes in front of him, Yan Qi looked at the dust on the shoes and wiped them off with his hands.

"Get up." Zhou Luo whispered to him.

Yan Qi was still staring at the upper in a daze.

"Go home." Zhou Luo half hugged Yan Qi up from the ground, opened the passenger door and stuffed him in.

"I'll just take a taxi." Yan Qi's voice was a little hoarse, he swallowed hard twice, but the foreign body sensation in his throat still made him feel uncomfortable.

"I'll go back and pack my things." Zhou Luo turned sideways to fasten Yan Qi's seat belt, and lit the fire.

Yan Qi frowned and looked out the window, his heart was beating like a drum, everything was wrong, his body seemed to be twisted against him, and he just couldn't calm down.

Yan Qi wanted to tell Zhou Luo that he was wronged and uncomfortable. He couldn't tolerate anyone snatching Zhou Luo away from him. He even hoped that Zhou Luo could jump on his heels to resist these people and fight them to the end for himself.

This kind of immature mentality can be felt by Qi himself. Reason tells him to be patient and to wait. Grandma is right. He is indeed an outsider. Zhou Luo is the pillar of the Zhou family's generation. People with black spots, but today, Yan Qi just used one sentence to erase everything Zhou Luo did in the past.

He tried to calm his agitation rationally, his heart was so chaotic that he couldn't breathe.

"I don't want you to live there." Yan Qi whispered.

"Yan Qi." Zhou Luo called him, "I hope you can understand me."

"I understand, but I can't bear it." Yan Qi held his breath and muttered in a low voice: "I think you can only see me."

Zhou Luo looked at the road ahead and clenched his hands on the steering wheel: "You have grown up, share more things for me."

Yan Qi didn't speak any more, just looked at the winding mountain road outside the window, he was so tired that he couldn't even open his eyes.

When he got home, he took off his shoes and fell straight on the sofa.

The sound of Zhou Luo tidying up his clothes came from the bedroom. Yan Qi put the hood of his down jacket on his face and covered his ears with his hands. He felt that these sounds were harsher than the sound of firecrackers during the Chinese New Year.

Zhou Luo quickly packed up his things, not many, a bag is enough.He walked into the living room, took a look at Yan Qi, opened his mouth to say something, finally sighed, put on his shoes and closed the door.

When the door was closed, Yan Qi jumped up from the sofa, staring at the door with red eyes, and his back molars creaked.

He didn't expect Zhou Luo to leave so simply, without saying a word, not even leaving a word to himself.

He knew that what he did today would definitely make him angry, but Zhou Luo didn't show it.

Zhou Luo is very restrained, he has always restrained himself.

Looking down, Yan Qi saw the glass ashtray on the coffee table, and suddenly remembered that morning when he opened the bedroom door and saw Zhou Luo who was lightly sleeping on the sofa, the ashtray in front of him was full of cigarette butts, Yan Qi looked at it and started to be dazed, he He was thinking about why Zhou Luo smoked all night, and what he was thinking all night.

Yes.Yan Qi smiled.I was forcing Zhou Luo.

From telling Zhou Luo what he wanted to doing to everything he did for him, Zhou Luo gave him a corresponding response. Yan Qi asked himself mockingly, was it because of Zhou Luo's upbringing that he couldn't bear to refuse? Own.

He sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette, not smoking fast.He stared at the blue smoke for a long time, and found that he couldn't calm down at all.

Zhou Luo said that as long as he said it, he would definitely do it.

Yan Qi thought that he could almost try to use these words to support and comfort himself, he had to rely on something to suppress himself from going crazy.

After smoking a cigarette, he pulled up his clothes and went out.

The entire commercial street was empty, and there were iron gates with dim lights as far as the eye could see, and small advertisements were posted everywhere.

Yan Qi walked step by step into the depths of this street, and within a few minutes of walking, he heard a noise that was extremely inconsistent with this quiet underground street. He raised his head and looked over, and there was a large blue-green halo cast on the ground not far away. .

Sensation.

Even during the Chinese New Year, they are still closed, and there are even twice as many people as usual.Yan Qi glanced at the time, it was less than four o'clock, two hours earlier than usual business hours.

He moved slowly, stood at the door for a long time, stepped forward, and plunged into the world of feasting and feasting alone.

Cool.

Yan Qi smiled.

The ear-piercing music was forced to fill the ears. What was more exciting than this sound was the shouting and panting of everyone.

Yan Qi looked at the homeless people, even on the day when family reunion should be the most, he could only hide here and anesthetize himself with alcohol, tobacco and noise.

Alcohol started to get on her head, she was so dizzy that she couldn't even see the people opposite her clearly.Yan Qi felt that getting drunk was a very cowardly and extremely boring act, he had always scoffed at this way of venting, but why he allowed himself to vent like this now, he couldn't explain, he felt very powerless.

When we look down on certain things, it's just because the person involved is not ourselves.

"Don't drink it." Ajie grabbed the cup in his hand and put it on the coffee table, and poured him a cup of honey water.

Yan Qi lowered his swollen head and rubbed his face with his hands from time to time.

"What happened?" Ajie asked.

Yan Qi ignored him, just lowered his head, closed his eyes and listened carefully to the roaring and shouting for a while.

"Let me play a game." Yan Qi said.

Ajie looked at the dejected Yan Qi, raised his hand to pat him on the back, but finally withdrew his hand.

He pressed the Bluetooth headset in his ear: "Make arrangements for Yan Qi."

"Yan Qi! Yan Qi! Yan Qi!" A few girls with heavy makeup waving their arms wildly screamed in front of the stage: "I never thought I'd see you again during Chinese New Year!"

"Accident?" Yan Qi smiled while holding the drum stick: "I think it's quite a surprise."

"It seems that I can have a good year." One of the girls put her face on the shoulder of the girl next to her, propped her chin up, and looked up at him: "I'm preoccupied, melancholy teenagers poke me the most."

"Sensation still makes you feel depressed?" Yan Qi threw the drum stick into the air and caught it with his backhand: "Hey you."

"Ah!" the girl screamed.

When the drums sounded, the DJ started to cooperate with him.Excited and restless voices lingered throughout the sensation, even though Yan Qi was used to his quiet way of drumming, he kept shouting along with these people in his heart.

Want to go crazy.

Throw away all the shackles on your body and laugh heartily.

Yan Qi looked up at Ajie's reflection on the ground, he didn't even wipe the sweat from his brow, it just hung on his face.

"Much better?" Ajie asked.

Yan Qi retracted his neck and stretched his neck, took two sips of honey water.

Although the performance just now made everyone in Sensation excited to the highest point, the heat never subsides, and people's emotions are getting higher and higher, but at this moment Yan Qi seems to be exhausted, leaning on the sofa and shaking his head with the music.

Suddenly, Yan Qi turned his head and asked Ajie: "How did we meet Qin Shu?"

Ajie was stunned for a moment, he was a little surprised that Yan Qi already knew his identity.

"You..." Ajie didn't know what to say for a moment: "I..."

"If you know, you know." Yan Qi lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth: "Some things have long deviated from the track, and the fetters in the blood that are not warm can't be twisted back."

There was disappointment in Ajie's eyes, but this emotion only flashed and disappeared quickly.

He concealed the part about Qin Shu and the Zhou family, and told Yan Qi about their past.

Ever since Ajie could remember, Qin Shu had appeared in his life, gentler than his parents, warmer than the sun.His family was very poor, and he couldn't afford to go to school. He was taught by Qin Shu to read and write. For Ajie, Qin Shu was more important than his parents.

Ajie didn't know Qin Shu's identity, nor did he know that he was rich.In my impression, within a few years, Yan Qi was born. Ajie hugged him and looked at him, feeling a faint sense of responsibility in his heart.

When Qin Shu left, it was Ajie who proposed to go with him, so Qin Shu took their brothers away and left a large sum of money to their parents.

It's just God's will, he lost Yan Qi before he walked out of the village with his back on his back.

"Mr. Qin taught you how to speak." Ajie seemed to be still stuck in memory: "He found that you are very smart and can learn everything quickly, so he is very satisfied with you."

Yan Qi frowned, he instinctively rejected the word "satisfaction", as if he was picking something.

"The person I saw following us in the supermarket, is that you?" Yan Qi asked.

Ajie looked into his eyes and nodded.

"Yan Qi." Ajie called him: "Come with us."

Yan Qi blinked at him first, as if he didn't hear the words clearly, and his expression was a little dazed.Just when Ajie thought he didn't hear what he said because of the hustle and bustle of voices, and wanted to say it again, Yan Qi burst into a wild laugh.

"I find you are really cute sometimes." Yan Qi covered his stomach and shook his shoulders and said, "Your story can't impress me, my story is much more interesting than yours."

"Yan Qi." Ajie frowned and called him.

"If you want to leave one day, I might give you a gift." Yan Qi held the cigarette in his hand, looked at the almost burnt cigarette and raised the corner of his mouth at Ajie.

"Are you kidding me?" Ajie's voice sank.

"No." Yan Qichong waved his hand at him, stared at the wine glass on the coffee table and said expressionlessly, "I just want to see how much I like that person."

"No matter what you say or do with me, I can't hear or feel it." Yan Qi said as he threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray, rubbed his sore eyes and said with a bit of self-deprecation: "I'll try I wanted to get in touch with my past, but I didn't respond at all."

Ajie looked at him with no expression on his face.

"I'm even more worthless than I thought." Yan Qi's voice weakened, and the words failed to reach Ajie's ears.

Another year.

Yan Qi raised his head and looked at the silent TV, a row of hosts were talking, Yan Qi knew that after they finished speaking, the New Year's bell would ring.

He picked up his phone and took a look, but there was no message from Zhou Luo.

There was still a crowd of people around, and the loud noise was endless, and there was no sign of wanting to stop.

Yan Qi started counting down in his heart, counting down with the host.

Ten, nine, eight... three, two, one.

elder brother.

happy New Year.

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