Qualified lover

This kind of dinner party, Jin Qin has attended [-] times if not [-] times.He verified his identity with familiarity, and stepped into the door that had just been opened for him.

It's a bit shabby. He critically commented on the crystal lamp in the center of the banquet hall. Maybe it's bigger than the one in Jian Ke's house, but it's shabby hanging in such a hall.

He narrowed his eyes, passed under the crystal lamp without any concern, and stood still in front of Fang Xiusheng: "If you want to see me, you can change the way."

"It's recovering well." Fang Xiusheng looked down his waistline, and stopped at his calf, "I wanted to vent my anger on you, but unfortunately, those brats from the Third Freedom Army died on the spot. It would be too disrespectful to humiliate a corpse."

"Yeah." Jin Qin lost his mind and moved a little away from him, "There are other things tonight..."

When he was about to turn around, Fang Xiusheng grabbed his hand: "The fireworks are about to start, you are late."

Jin Qin took a deep breath, without looking at him, he knew that the banquet was full of whispering eyes, and those eyes were more fatal than the world's most powerful gossip.

He nodded, clasped the back of Fang Xiusheng's hand with his backhand, and used his skill to break free: "You lead the way?"

For the public, Fang Xiusheng's image is impeccable. Some people love his voice, some people love his face, and some people also claim that they love his wisdom more.

And in such a banquet hall, everyone tacitly knew that Fang Xiusheng was an extremely impure pretender, because they couldn't see through, so they pointed their finger at Jin Qin, the only one who had stayed by his side for many years.

The son of a whore, his mother is his rightful original sin.

On the way to the viewing platform, someone ambiguously rubbed the back of Jin Qin's hand, which added a layer of vivid frost to his face.He passed Fang Xiusheng and walked ahead.

Every autumn in Luocheng District, there is a grand fireworks display. Regardless of the cost of pollution, the smell of gunpowder can feed thousands of spirits that feed on it.

In previous years, Jin Qin always had to attend this grand event, sitting upright, waiting for the sudden attack of the live broadcast camera.This year the chief scientist was replaced by Jiang Liaoyuan, and he even teased him with this, but he didn't expect the present report to come so quickly.

If he had a choice, he would rather be photographed in his ugliest appearance by the official media, rather than be distorted by the eyes of the crowd to look like himself.

When the signal for the start of the fireworks was raised in the distance, Jin Qin just stepped outside, and the orange light beams flashed on the overlapping mountain tops. After two or three seconds, the dinner rushed into the sky impatiently.

There is probably no one in this world who doesn't like these products that burn after reading, and Jin Qin also likes it. He raised his head and calmly listened to the sound of breaking the sky from far away, and his mood was not that bad. .

Before the fireworks ended, Fang Xiusheng left. Before leaving, he pointedly helped Jin Qin straighten his sleeves: "I can help you do what you don't want to do."

There are many things that Jin Qin doesn't want to do, but the one that Fang Xiusheng refers to, he intends to completely hide it.

He found a quiet place and contacted Ouhe: "Is there any progress with Dengjin?"

It is impossible for Aohe to really investigate. He is very clear about the ins and outs of the matter: "It has something to do with the Third Freedom Army."

Knowing that Jin Qin was still at the dinner party, it was not an appropriate place to pursue the truth, Aohe didn't elaborate, he leaned on the sofa: "The dinner party isn't very good, is it?"

"It's better than eating fast food products at home." Jin Qin took a step back, leaning against the railing of the balcony with his back against the flickering lights of a door, "Even if I'm not at home, please be self-disciplined."

"Very self-disciplined, I made a flower."

On the screen, Aohe pulled out a red flower from behind like a magic trick. He put the flower in front of the camera: "How about making it with red paper?"

"I still have an hour to get home, I hope you can deal with it in time."

"How about on the piano?"

The robot became more and more daring, and it was far from the shy and childish one he first saw. Jin Qin didn't want to argue with him: "One hour."

After the screen returned to darkness, Aohe saw his smiling face. All around him were flowers made of colored paper, which were tremblingly placed on wires. The weak natural wind in the room could make the petals shake for a while.

He didn't listen to Jin Qin's words, but took a milk bottle, matched the paper flowers up and down, and placed them firmly on the piano.

In the past few days, he has seen many things in Jin Qin's world. He watched Jin Qin set off from this old house alone, from high-spirited to blurred, and over time, only the label of "Chief Scientist" remained on him.

Aohe has not updated Jinqin's entry for a long time. The red, romantic, and sweet Jinqin is getting farther and farther away. At the same time, R24, which defined Jinqin as this, is also far away.

He didn't feel regretful. After thinking about it, he added another item to Jin Qin's entry.

--my sweetheart.

To be self-disciplined and have goals, Aohe thinks he is doing a great job.

There is precipitation tonight.

Jin Qin was thinking about leaving the banquet hall before the rain, and the night behind him was mostly covered by clouds. He deleted the photo of flowers and piano that Aohe sent him, and returned a shiny knife.

It was getting late, he pushed open the balcony door, unexpectedly someone was already sitting on the sofa next to him waiting for him.

Jiang Ye already had white hair on his sideburns, and there was a serious wrinkle between his brows: "Mr. Jin."

"You don't have to be so polite." Jin Qin said, "Why don't you see your second child?"

Theoretically speaking, the second child of the Jiang family is Jiang Liaoyuan, but the people in Luocheng seem to deliberately separate him from the Jiang family. When talking about the second child, they always refer to Jiang Lianyuan.

"Lian Yuan has something important to do." Although Jiang Ye said so, he was actually worried that Jiang Er would mess around in front of Jin Qin, so he ordered someone to lock him at home.

"Mr. Jiang is very considerate."

Jiang Ye's personality is not very similar to that of his two younger brothers. He is too serious and too upright.He quickly stated the purpose of today: "Before the end of the general election, I would like to ask Mr. Jin to pay more attention to personal safety."

If someone else said this, it meant a threat, but when he said it, it was a real advice.Jin Qin had already suffered from Jiang Er, he smiled and said, "Thank you, Mr. Jiang, for reminding me."

The lowness of the oppressive place outside the cloud has reached a level that cannot be ignored, Jin Qin owed **: "I still have some things to do, the general election is coming soon, and I wish you all the best."

"Thank you."

Jiang also followed Jin Qin's back for a while.The matter between him and Fang Xiusheng is no secret, outsiders only think that Jin Qin is using Fang Xiusheng to climb up, only he knows how Fang Xiusheng is a person who does everything.The result of the general election is not clear, but he has thought many times about how to deal with Jin Qin in the future. It's just that this genius standing on the cusp of the storm seems to be unable to really protect him by doing anything.

"Brother, why do you want to say thank you to him." Seeing that Jiang was also surprised, Jiang Er made a face, "Brother, you can't lock me."

He greeted the field, and someone understood him, slipped into the only way for Jin Qin through the gap between the crowd, and stroked his cuff: "A rotten bone like Jin Qin, What did you say to him?"

Jin Qin walked in a hurry, but his steps were not chaotic.When he was three or four meters away from the door, he was hit by someone and caught off guard and inhaled a lot of smoke-like things.

Everything is too late.

He didn't bother the person in front of him, but followed the person's sight of reporting success and saw Jiang Er who was taken away. The second illegitimate son of the Jiang family was skinny, with a sneer on his face, as if to say, "What can you do?" How about?"

He really couldn't do anything, he could only look at Jiang Er quietly.

Under the lights of the banquet hall, Jin Qin's gray pupils faded to the extreme, extremely annoying.

Suddenly, he smiled at Jiang Er, and his eyes, which had taken advantage of his innate advantages, were like a sharp weapon. If he had any real killing intent, he directly handed it to Jiang Er, just like the king of Hades.

Jiang Erxin was startled, and quickly lowered his head. When he looked up again after remembering his face, Jin Qin had already stepped out of the gate.

When Jiang Ye attacked Jiang Er for the [-]th time, Jin Qin was unable to move even a single step while holding the marble by the door, and the coolness in his hands brought back his rationality was not enough to distribute.

He thought of Jin Mi who died fresh a few days ago. This woman is like a piece of silk in the high-rises of Luocheng District. She is graceful and beautiful, but it makes others miss her son.

She can make any small temper, but she can't stop other people's real thoughts. She can't stop her, so she recommends her son to Fang Xiusheng.

A recommendation ruined all the paths that Jinqin could have chosen.

He also wanted to be like Lu Pingjin, walking frankly from the outskirts of the city to the chief laboratory; he also wanted to be like Jiang Liaoyuan, trying his best to find an independent path.

He used to have a choice, but overnight, all the roads were blocked by natural moats, and Fang Xiusheng stood in front of him.

The rain mentioned in the weather forecast fell, and the rain that had just kicked off did not show any sympathy. A sharp blade broke through everything that hindered it from falling to the ground, and slashed straight at everything in the world.

Jin Qin closed his eyes and stepped into the rain.

It's just that the rain can split one's own obstacles, but it can't help others.

Half an hour later than the expected time, Aohe finally waited for the knock on the door. He almost rushed to the door with a bullet, and then froze in place.

He had never seen Jin Qin like this, with a mixture of indifference and weakness, and the most complicated smell on his rain-drenched body.

No longer clean, no longer monotonous, the Jinqin of this night finally fell to the ground and became a complete human being.

No...he is a rose with no thorns, like those paper flowers on the piano.

Aohe dragged Jinqin back into the door, and the wetness of one person spread to the other.

He asked softly, "What do you need?"

Jinqin's mind has been attacked by the high temperature many times, but some thoughts are always there. He didn't say anything, but raised his head to look at the Aohe River.

Ouhe asked, "Can I?"

"Your knowledge range is a bit wide."

"How can Buguang save you?"

"Don't argue at a time like this." Jin Qin thought for a while, "Just kiss me."