The Secret of Misfortune and Love

"Later, Qingkong said that he sent you a text message to confess his love, but you never replied, and kept turning off the phone when you called again. You avoided him because you thought you were known."

Confession SMS?He didn't receive it. When he learned that Qingkong was in love with a girl, he turned off his mobile phone. It seems that it was sent later...

God always fools the world with all kinds of misunderstandings and mistakes.

"Brother Qingkong...where is he now?" Yi Luoran felt that she was about to collapse.

"After dropping out of school, he went out to work in other places. His parents were quite embarrassed because of this. When they brought him back, they beat him to death. They wanted to make a marriage for him, but his reputation became famous. Are you willing to match them?" Zhao Bin sighed.

"Can you contact him?" Yi Luoran was extremely shocked but couldn't hide the trembling of her voice, she desperately wanted to see that person.

Zhao Bin shook his head, "After he went out, he changed his phone number, and he only used the public phone to communicate with his family. When he earned money, he called his dad's card, and he didn't come back during the Chinese New Year."

Seeing Yi's dejected look, Zhao Bin patted him on the shoulder cautiously, "Xiao Yi, it's not that I'm too busy. Although Qingkong thinks about you that way, he has always been the most protective of you. Isn’t he a person? Even if you know what he’s thinking, you shouldn’t just cut off all contact with us, alas!”

Yi Luoran raised her head, with tears streaming from the corners of her eyes, "Brother Bin, do you also hate homosexuality?"

Zhao Bin frowned, "It's not acceptable, but for Qing Kong, he is my good buddy, I just hope he can live happily."

Yi Luoran gave Zhao Bin the new number, "I will go find him and come back."

I really wanted to slap myself twice, why did I do that?

Regretful, but happy to cry, Yin Qingkong likes him... It turns out that they both have the same thoughts.

Bringing a lot of things to Yin Qingkong's house, Yin's father was stunned for a moment, and then recognized him. His attitude was not as affectionate as before, and even a little cold, but in the end it was more helpless, "I'm sorry, Xiao Yi , has my son made it difficult for you?"

"Uncle, it's too far-fetched to say that, do you know where Brother Qingkong is now?" Yi Luoran asked.

"It's in City Z. I don't know exactly where it is. Last time your aunt forced me to ask, and she said that she was in City Z. This kid is also very stubborn. Apart from sending money home on time, it has been two years." I didn’t come back to take a look once, that’s when I hit too hard, and your uncle didn’t like it.”

City Z!

Yi Luoran regained her thoughts, rejected Dad Yin's request to keep him for dinner, and left her number with Dad Yin, "Uncle, if he calls back again, you give him this number and say I want to see you." He, I will persuade him to go home."

Yin Qingkong, where are you?

School started, college life was very leisurely, Yi Luoran was very anxious every day, and would call Father Yin every few days to inquire, later Father Yin said that the other party called home once, and he had already given the number to Qingkong.

In this way, he stared at the phone countless times every day, but the semester was coming to an end, and he did not receive a call from Yin Qingkong. During this period, he called Father Yin again.

do not want to contact again...

Father Yin said it's fine not to contact, but after a long time, this matter will be over, boys, earn money, marry a wife, have children, this is the right track of life.

Homosexuality in college has slowly evolved into a popular trend. When it started, everyone always liked to make jokes about two men.

And Yi Luoran now has many suitors, many girls secretly hand him love letters, those who want QQ numbers, those who want phone numbers, in short, there are many.

Yi Luoran had Yin Qingkong's previous QQ account, but now that avatar has never been displayed again, and the space is also locked, probably because of a new account.

Between people, sometimes, if you miss it, you miss it.

And that sentence I don't want to contact anymore, every time I think of it, it will be like a sharp knife, cutting the heart.

It's October [-]th in winter again, and Yi Luoran is full.

This day, I received a call from Zhao Bin, saying that I would come to find myself to celebrate my birthday. They are all in Z city now, and it takes less than an hour to get here by bus.

Yi Luoran did not expect Yin Dali to come with him. After graduating from high school, he did not choose to go to university. He also came to City Z to learn how to install elevators at a construction site.

Seeing Yi Luoran and Yin Dali was also extremely happy, "I heard Dabin say that you are so handsome that you can hardly recognize him now, I still don't believe it, good boy (~￣▽￣)→))*￣▽￣* )o, so handsome! This hairstyle, physique, hehe, the skin is still so white, look at your brother and me, I have been tanned into loaches at the construction site."

Yi Luoran was also very happy, and the three of them went to a hot pot restaurant outside the school to eat and drink, but the four who were inseparable before couldn't get together anymore.

When the wine was high, Yin Dali began to chatter, "Hey, hey, haha, actually, I know where the clear sky is."

What?Yi Luoran made a smart move.

"He... works at the Yuantong Express in District XX. Xiaoyi, I'm glad to see your brother again, but Qingkong doesn't want to see you, so you better not see him, and there is no result. You will only let him He's even sadder, and Qingkong he...he...is pretty good now."

Zhao Bin slammed Yin Dali on the head, "What are you talking about? Xiao Yi, don't listen to him."

The mood is difficult to calm down.

The next day was the weekend, and Yin Dali and Zhao Bin were sent off, but Yi Luoran went by car to ask Yin Dali to tell him where he was.

He didn't know Qingkong's specific position, if it was a courier, he should have picked up the parcels to distribute, and Yi Luoran was unwilling to go in and ask, so he just wandered around the YTO courier, waiting.

It wasn't until night fell that an electric tricycle with a cover drove over, and Yi Luoran saw the haunted figure from a distance.

He was wearing a large black down jacket, which was tightly wrapped. People with this kind of work should be exposed to the vicissitudes of life, but Yin Qingkong is only 20 years old, and he is tall, handsome, and has a good temperament. It just looks more mature.

Yi Luoran watched him go in to deliver the car, and waited a long time before seeing him come out. When he came out, he was on the phone, with a smile on his face, and the hot air he exhaled seemed warm in this winter night.

Yi Luoran clenched his fists, and finally plucked up the courage to go up to say hello. He had a lot to say and a lot to ask, but more, he really wanted to rush up and hug him tightly. Live with this person, this person who is about to be engraved in his bones.

Unexpectedly, however.

A figure trotted towards this side, calling Qing Kong's name, "Kong—!"