Three Batches of Dog Blood Stories

After breaking up in the kitchen, the atmosphere between Zhao Qin and Song Qi became lukewarm. They were lying on the same bed, but they didn't communicate.Previously, the two of them had done various things in the same space without interfering with each other, but the atmosphere at that time was definitely not as depressing as it is now.

Zhao Tan peeked at Song Qi, who was leaning on the pillow and playing with his mobile phone, with no emotion on his face.

After a while, Song Qi turned down the bedside lamp, Zhao Tan put down the magazine in his hand, and asked, "Do you want to rest?"

Song Qi denied it, then lay down on the bed and hugged Zhao Tan.

Zhao Qin asked, "What's wrong?"

"I'm sorry." Song Qi buried his head on Zhao Tan's waist, and said, "I still care."

Zhao Tan embraced Song Qi, blaming himself so much - he was clearly the one who made the mistake, but it really shouldn't be waiting for Song Qi to apologize instead.

"I shouldn't be looking for Song Cheng." Zhao Tan said. "At least, I shouldn't go behind your back."

Song Qi didn't speak for a long time, he just hugged Zhao Qin, feeling the warmth exchanged during the intimate hug.

"Sorry." Zhao Qin said.Two simple words are not enough to express his apology, but apart from these two words, he can't say anything else, his mouth is stupid, and he is really powerless.

"I'm very disturbed." Song Qi said, "You and Chengcheng have known each other for a long time. I care about everything that happened and did between you. I told myself to be magnanimous and not to hold on to the past. , but I really can't..."

"So, you meeting him...I'm scared."

"I'm sorry." Apart from apologizing, Zhao Tan couldn't say anything else. Falling in love with Song Qi was his second love. He was worried that the habit he had developed in dealing with Song Cheng would inadvertently deal with Song Qi, causing Song Qi to be hurt. .Song Qi is different from Song Cheng, Song Qi is fragile and sensitive, and needs to be cared for desperately.

Song Qi got up a little bit, resting his forearm on Zhao Qin's abdomen, and the distance between them shortened all of a sudden.

Song Qi's breath warmed his cheeks: "Zhao Qin, can I ask you a question?"

Zhao Tan nodded, but his body felt untimely fever.

Song Qi's eyes were full of sadness: "Why do you like me? Could it be because Cheng Cheng and I look alike?"

"No." Zhao Qin realized that Song Qi really cared about this issue.

Who can change it, who doesn't care?The person who has been obsessed with his younger brother for several years suddenly changed his sex and fell in love with himself. Among them, how likely is it that he simply loves himself?

"Song Qi, I swear, I have never found Song Cheng's image in you. I like you because..." Zhao Qin hesitated to tell the story of the high school, the illusory past of adulthood, and said it as if it was intentional Made up lies to deceive people.

But Song Qi raised his head, waiting for him to continue.

"It's because..." Zhao Tan bit the bullet and continued, "I met you when I was in high school. I don't know if you still remember it."

Song Qi tilted his head, trying to recall high school.

"We only met once, and we don't remember it as normal." Zhao Qin didn't want Song Qi to feel guilty for not remembering this incident, "I was playing basketball on the playground that day, and you sat under the shade of a tree and gave me a bottle of water... I, since then, have..."

The corner of Song Qi's mouth raised slightly: "Really?"

Zhao Qin nodded.

Heartbeat is indeed an incredible thing, even if some people just casually glanced at it in the crowd, they still have to think about it for a long time.

"However, you seldom come to school." Zhao Qin was very regretful when mentioning this matter, "I thought Song Cheng was you."

Speaking of this, Song Qi laughed completely, and kissed Zhao Qin: "Why are you so good at coaxing people?"

"It's not coaxing you." Zhao Qin explained.

Song Qi nodded and said, "OK, since you didn't coax me just now, start coaxing me now."

Zhao Qin couldn't react in time: "Here, how do you coax?"

Song Qi picked up Zhao Qin's hand, clamped it between his chin and collarbone, and narrowed his eyes: "What do you think?"