My Pill That Attracts Special People

The timid man returned home, took a deep breath, his chest rose and fell, and then he was stunned for a second before realizing that he should take off his shoes.

His only two pairs of good quality leather shoes were neatly placed by the door. When he got up, he suddenly saw some dust. He immediately took out the small brush in the shoe cabinet and wiped it gently. After seeing that the leather shoes are spotless, I am satisfied.

Qi Qingyue suddenly realized that he was neither nervous nor eager. He saw the small wishing jar that he placed on the coffee table at a glance. Long coin entry.

He walked over slowly, held the wishing jar in his hand, and found that the wishing jar had only an entrance and no exit. Could such a small thing really be the beginning of everything?

He suddenly felt a little ridiculous.

Yes, he knows too well what kind of person he is, and he is always so easy to deny himself, regret, and shrink back. Even if he is right, he will hesitate again and again, let alone something as surreal as now Woolen cloth?

He fiddled with the wishing jar for a long time, and then took out the wishing list in his pocket. Now that his mind had calmed down, Qi Qingyue suddenly felt stupid. How could such a miraculous thing be bought from such a shop? ?Even if you bought it back, everything that happened today is just a coincidence.

He has never been so lucky...

It's like today, if you either meet a tram moron or get coffee taken away by an inexplicable mixed-race man, even when you go home at night, you will be embarrassed to death by a high school student with no hair.

——He has long been abandoned by this world.

It's not the first time that he calmed down when he got home after being so hot for a day. He used to pour cold water on himself, so as not to fall into the situation where he was ridiculed by the crowd again...

His thoughts suddenly drifted far away. The eyes under the thick lenses are actually very big, and the eyelashes are also very long, but they are always dim and revealing their hatred for themselves and indifference and guard against others. Qi Qingyue was not like this before. , he was not like this before his freshman year.

At that time, Qi Qingyue was still young, with an immature face, carefully hiding his sexual orientation, shy and attractive.

When he smiles, there is a red tear mole in the corner of his eye. The position is just right, so that when he squints his eyes, there is a kind of sultry affection. He will exercise well, make sure that he is not too fat or too thin, and look forward to it in his heart. I hope that my future boyfriend can hug me, saying that I have flesh where I should have meat, and where I should be thin, and I am especially easy to touch, and then I will always hold him in my arms, and I will never lose it.

At that time, Qi Qingyue still had an ideal type, that is, the god of learning in the same dormitory, and the god of learning also served as the grassroots of the entire college. The girl who liked him said exaggeratedly that he could be sold from the door of the dormitory to the food court outside the school. There is the uncle's stall of pancake fruit.

Xueshen doesn't like to talk, and often reads an original book with earphones. If someone else is, he will probably be called a nerd, but Xueshen sits quietly in the library, which is an elegant landscape painting , Attracting a lot of people to admire and pursue.

The timid and young Qi Qingyue only felt that Xueshen was so gentle and unbelievable. Every day in the dormitory, watching Xueshen take off his clothes and expose all kinds of flesh would burn his face. He didn't dare to say anything to confess his love, but he liked the look in someone's eyes You can't fool others, only yourself.

Most of other people's past is like smoke, but Qi Qingyue's past is like a bomb, blowing everything up.

Qi Qingyue's mother didn't even know him, so he came to this city alone, working hard in silence, living hard, complaining humblely in his heart, and stubbornly longing for Xianyu to turn himself around.

Perhaps, it was because he was so eager that he forgot that there were no ghosts and gods in the world he was in, which made him excited for a day, and his mood fluctuated greatly.

Qi Qingyue pursed his lips, and began to casually look at the small wishing jar in his hand, and said to himself: "Hey, forget it, try it, or forget it, no one will know anyway."

He calmly took out the four or five coins he had prepared in the afternoon, shook the wish list in his hand, cleared his throat, put the wish jar on the tea table, and began to read to the little thing: "First, let me You are very rich, I forgot to buy a lottery ticket today, I will buy it tomorrow, remember to let me win tens of millions."

"Then it is to make me super good-looking, have a peerless beauty, and preferably have a particularly good skin, and my eyes are not short-sighted."

"It's better for the landlord aunt to find out about his husband's cheating on her own, so as not to tell me why his son is so successful and powerful every day, and punish his husband."

"Also, I have to become the boss of my current company, the kind who speaks very well, the kind who fires a person every minute and no one else dares to fart."

"I want my brother to be unlucky for a year."

"I want my parents...to accept that I am gay, and apologize to me for beating me up and being hospitalized."

"I also want to slap all those who look down on me, so that they have to bow their heads to me while being reluctant!"

"I want to eat whatever I want without gaining weight, I want to have my own house and a small pet, I want to be lucky enough to die every day, and I want to be happy forever."

He muttered for a long time, and after the end, he picked up a coin and wanted to put it in, but he didn't know that the wishing jar couldn't fit a small coin, as if there was an invisible hand block inside...

He was taken aback by the adjective he thought of, and then he shook his head and was about to force it, but the mobile phone in his briefcase rang suddenly, and the ringtone was monotonous. I have already guessed who is calling and what they are going to do...

It's not because he has supernatural powers, but because...it's been this time, and he doesn't have a work phone, and he doesn't have any friends. Except for them, he doesn't think about it at all.

The "they" here refers to Qi Qingyue's machismo father, mother who likes to smoke and drink, and the retarded brother.

He can not answer, but not answering means that there will be more trouble in the future.

Qi Qingyue's face turned cold, and he gently pressed the answer button:

"Hey, Qi Qingyue, did you get paid a few days ago? You also know the situation of our family, so don't make me call to remind you all the time, okay?" The person who spoke was very rude, and his voice was so arrogant that it reached the sky. It's not that I'm going to graduate school, I've already made money, and I know how to honor my parents, but you went to a big company by yourself, and you don't even make a phone call during the Chinese New Year, who are you going to blame?"

Qi Qingyue really wanted to use a shoehorn. He was forced to pay half of his salary every month. He didn't care about his life here. Yes, he didn't call home. Why did he call? He will take the initiative to make phone calls, but his hot face is covered with a layer of skin from the cold butt. How cheap is he to continue beating?

Isn't it severing the relationship?Break it!Don't ask him for money!

Qi Qingyue had a lot of drama in his heart, but he didn't dare to shout it out, he just said coldly: "No money."

"Haha, don't give me such nonsense. When the time comes, I will go to your company to publicize your liking for men, and you will lose your job." The other end of the phone said this with a smile, like I have said it countless times, and I have already opened my mouth, "The time will definitely be more exciting than your story in college!"

——Wonderful you fucking!

"No." He himself has been so tight this month, why should he give such important things to a family that doesn't accept him at all?

Qi Qingyue's younger brother didn't say much, he seemed to be playing a game or something, and said in a commanding tone: "Don't make me make a second call, I also know that you are not a white-eyed wolf, I will say it in front of my parents You are kind, you just need to make money, you know?"

——Know what!

"By the way, I just said a few good things about you last time. Dad said that although he couldn't afford to lose this man, he couldn't let you fool around with men outside. He found you a blind date and came back next weekend. Don't forget it once."

"Qi Qingyue, don't keep talking, I know you're listening. By the way, you are so ugly and old, and your ass is probably ruined. No one wants to be with you. You should come back and admit your mistakes and respect your parents. Dad will find you a blind date, this is a disguised form, wait for you to come back and admit your mistake, you know?"

There was a pause there, and there was a lot of whispering, Qi Qingyue was sure that he heard the voice of suppressed laughter.

"Finished?" Qi Qingyue said, "I'll hang up after I finish."

"After finishing talking, I'm doing it for your own good. Don't forget to transfer the money." The younger brother hung up the phone as soon as he finished speaking, as if he was impatient to talk to Qi Qingyue for a second.

Then Qi Qingyue scolded: "If I send money again, I will be an idiot! No, I am." He laughed at himself twice, and then his mind was full of his younger brother saying that he was old and ugly and no one wanted him. If it is said, this is his heart disease, every poke must be planted, he looked at the wishing jar unwillingly, picked up the coin and was about to stuff it in.

While moving, he said: "Okay, just one, I want everyone, no matter men, women, old or young, or flowers, plants and small animals, to have a stunning and beautiful face! Just this one, just one!" His last words followed The crisp sound of coins falling into the wishing jar.

There was a sound of 'ding', and there was no echo.

"..." He sat on the sofa stupidly and waited for a long time, but the wishing jar still didn't respond to him, and he used the reflection of the phone to see if he had changed, but the eyes were still the same big dull eyes, and the nose was still the same one with the pimples. The nose is printed, and the mouth is still the dark purple lips from staying up late, haggard and old.

He sighed, threw the wishing jar on the sofa, stretched himself and went into the toilet, washed up and went to sleep.

the next day.

Qi Qingyue yawned, touched the glasses next to the bed, and walked to the bathroom while wiping the lenses with the corner of his clothes. When he was about to put them on, he happened to see himself clearly in the bathroom mirror...

—Wait, it should be him, right?

He: "Ahhhhhhh????!!!!!!"