Three Batches of Dog Blood Stories

The subway station at this point is almost full of company colleagues who have attended the annual meeting, and there are always people coming up to say hello to Song Qi, "Mr. Song".Song Qi just started to explain, and after many times, he smiled and acquiesced.After changing trains once, no one joined in the fun, and the two had time to sit down and chat.

Song Qi asked: "Very sleepy?"

Zhao Qin hurriedly opened his narrowed eyes and said, "No."

Song Qi generously lent his shoulder: "Really?"

Zhao Tan hesitated for a few seconds, then put his head stiffly.

Song Qi sighed: "It would be nice if we came by car."

Zhao Qin said, "That's good."

Zhao Tan originally planned to close his eyes for a while, but he fell asleep directly.When he woke up, Zhao Qin felt guilty and kept squeezing Song Qi's shoulders on the way.

"Okay, your shoulders are not sore." Song Qi pressed the back of Zhao Qin's hand and smiled, "If you pinch it any more, your hands should be sore."

"Not sour." Zhao Tan said.

After returning home, Song Qi asked Zhao Tan to take a bath first, and after Zhao Qin finished washing, he threw his clothes into the laundry basket, only to find the ring in his coat pocket.When Song Qi came out after washing, Zhao Qin held it in his hand and asked Song Qi, "Do you want it?"

Song Qi had no choice but to say, "You, I really don't know what emotional appeal is."

Zhao Qin was speechless and stared blankly at Song Qi, the hand holding the gift froze in the air.Song Qi hooked Zhao Tan's finger and pulled Zhao Tan to his side. After opening the small box in Zhao Tan's hand, he turned the side of the ring to Zhao Tan: "Do you understand what giving a ring means?"

"It's a lottery from the company..." Zhao Tan spoke bluntly. Before he could finish speaking, Song Qi immediately looked at Zhao Tan with an expression of "that's not right" educating the children.

Zhao Tan stopped talking.He understood what Song Qi meant, but he didn't mean it - he simply got something good and wanted to share it with Song Qi.

Zhao Tan's hands trembled: "I..."

Song Qi smiled: "What are you?"

Zhao Qin raised his hand sorely, Song Qi caringly supported Zhao Qin's elbow, starting from the elbow, he massaged towards the palm.

Zhao Tan couldn't speak.

All along, he had been guided by Song Qi to say a lot of sweet words, but this time, he got stuck.

Song Qi lowered his head and covered his eyes with long eyelashes.Song Qi took out the smaller ring from the velvet box, compared it to his middle finger, and pushed it to the root of the finger without difficulty.

"Does it look good?" Song Qi asked.

"nice."

"That's mine." Song Qi looked up with a smile in his eyes, as if he really liked the ring.

Song Qi tried to put another ring on Zhao Tan, but it was a pity that the size didn't fit. Zhao Qin was not soft-hearted like Song Qi, who twisted the ring and stuffed it, so frightened that Song Qi quickly grabbed Zhao Qin's finger: "Why, really put it in You have to go to the hospital to take it out.”

Zhao Tan smiled awkwardly, and Song Qi said, "If it doesn't fit, don't wear it. Next time, go to the store to buy something that fits."

Zhao Tan misunderstood, thinking that Song Qi didn't want to wear the ring, so he took the ring off Song Qi's finger, but Song Qi withdrew his hand quickly: "Hey, it's agreed to give it to me."

Zhao Tan innocent: "Didn't you not wear it?"

Song Qi adjusted the position of the ring again: "You gave it to me, of course I want to wear it."

Zhao Qin scratched his head: "Then I will wear it too."

Zhao Qin changed the finger plug, and after stuffing the index finger into the ring finger, Song Qi laughed at him: "Why don't you try the little finger?"

Zhao Tan said: "It's too thin, you can't hold it at first glance."

While speaking, the movement of turning the ring continued, and Zhao Qin was pleasantly surprised to find: "I put it on."

Zhao Qin happily showed Song Qi that he had successfully put on the ring finger. Song Qi checked the ring finger carefully, and made sure that the ring could be removed even if the ring was not attached to the root of the finger. Then he asked Zhao Tan, "Do you want to wear the ring finger?"

"That's right." Zhao Qin said helplessly, "I can't get in with other fingers."

"Yeah." Song Qi smiled, and moved his ring to his ring finger.

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Because of the short vacation, Zhao Qin and Song Qi flew back to Zhao Qin's hometown on the second day of the annual meeting. After getting off the plane, the two old people took them to dinner.

Zhao Qin's mother was very satisfied with Song Qi, and she praised Song Qi for being handsome and polite when she met him. Zhao Qin's father didn't say a word, but listened to their chat.

The restaurant he ordered was close to the airport, and Song Qi only had time to explain his family situation: his parents both had jobs, his younger brother was in business, and he was a teacher.Zhao Tan's mother nodded as she listened, her smile could hardly be hidden.

At the dinner table, Song Qi couldn't stop serving food. Song Qi had to have chopsticks for every good thing on the table. Zhao Qin couldn't stand it, so he exchanged bowls with Song Qi.Zhao Tan said: "Mom, don't pick him up, can you, he can't eat that much."

Song Qi usually does not exercise much, so if he wants to keep fit, he can only eat less.But Zhao Qin's mother didn't understand, Zhao Qin's mother only knew that men eat less and lose energy.

Song Qi didn't want to take Zhao Qin's mother's face, so he changed the bowl back and said thank you, auntie, the food was delicious.

The two stayed at Zhao Tan's house for seven days. On the eighth day, Song Qi asked Zhao Tan if he wanted to go to his house for dinner.Song Qi behaved so well at Zhao Qin's house, Zhao Qin was really embarrassed to reject Song Qi, so he booked a ticket to go back.

Song Qi's parents, Song Jian and Chen Huiren are easier to get in touch with than Zhao Tan imagined, especially Song Qi's father, Song Jian, is different from the rumored iron-faced Hades. He treats Zhao Qin very kindly, and briefly chats with Zhao Qin In a word, I went out to walk the dog.

On the contrary, Chen Huiren's attitude was indifferent. Song Qi said that she had asked Zhao Qin several times when she would come to eat at home. She should have expected Zhao Qin to come, but she didn't care when Zhao Qin really came. As soon as Song Jian left, she went back to the room to rest.

Naturally, Song Qi would not let Zhao Tan be left out, so he took Zhao Tan to his room.

Usually when I bring my lover home, I would show my lover my childhood photo album, but Song Qi didn't. His photo album couldn't shave off the other person's traces, so he didn't show it to Zhao Qin.But he found out his middle school uniform, four sets of spring, summer, autumn and winter were spread out on the bed.

Song Qi asked: "When you first met me, which outfit did I wear?"

Zhao Tan walked to the bed, trying to recall that day many years ago.

He doesn't remember.

He couldn't recall a single image.There is only a lonely text description left in my mind: One day in a certain year and a certain month, I met a boy with a sunny smile in the playground.

Zhao Qin said, "It should be...a summer dress."

Song Qi nodded, took off his clothes, and changed into the summer uniform of X High School.A little tight, barely fit.

Zhao Tan started to be in a trance, he thought of the playground in X High School, and the dirty old basketball he used to use.

"Zhao Qin." Song Qi called his name and wrapped his arms around his neck. "Is this me you love?"

Zhao Qin couldn't help trembling, Song Qi got closer and closer, and finally kissed him lightly on the side of the cheek.He hugged Song Qi's waist, tighter and tighter.

Song Qi stroked Zhao Tan's back tenderly: "Stop crying, why are you crying?"

Zhao Tan gasped intermittently, his eyes turned red and said, "I didn't cry."

Song Qi leaned into Zhao Qin's ear and said, "It's not too late, you see we are destined."

But along the way, Zhao Qin took many detours.What Zhao Tan has experienced will never be written off just because of Song Qi's words.If he could have met Song Qi earlier, Song Qi's words would have been complete, but at this moment, this sentence has become a regret.

Song Qi held Zhao Tan's face and kissed his eyes again.Zhao Qin wiped his eyes, and Song Qi kissed his lips again.

Zhao Qin hurriedly backed away: "Don't kiss."

Kissing again will change the taste.

Song Qi pressed forward without hesitation, lifted Zhao Qin's chin, and kissed him passionately.

Seeing Song Qi stretching his hand into his clothes, Zhao Qin hurriedly stopped him: "Hey!"

Song Qi blinked: "Is it not possible?"

"It's not...but..." Zhao Tan loosened his grip on his clothes.

Song Qi gave a "puchi" laugh, took off Zhao Tan's clothes, and stuffed Zhao Tan into the quilt: "Go to sleep."

"Huh?" Zhao Qin couldn't keep up with Song Qi's rhythm.

Song Qi tucked in the quilt: "Didn't you stay up all night because of nervousness?"

Zhao Tan nodded dully, he didn't expect Song Qi to notice: "Is it disturbing you?"

"Where is it?" Song Qi massaged the skin around Zhao Tan's eyes: "Look at your eyes, they are red and bloodshot, did you not sleep well?"

Zhao Tan stopped talking, and shrank his chin into the quilt, admitting to be cowardly.

"Sleep for a while, I'll call you at meal time." Before Song Qi left, he kissed his forehead again.After kissing, Zhao Qin shrank even more into the quilt.

Zhao Qin is still not used to being too sticky.