My Pill That Attracts Special People

The man sat in the living room in a daze, looked at the time, and found that it was already nine o'clock in the morning.

—He is late.

Well, if you're late, call and ask for leave.

He sent a text message asking for leave to the team leader of his group and ignored it, continuing to be in a daze.

It was about ten o'clock when Qi Qingyue raised his hands and looked carefully like a robot that hadn't started for a long time.

From a distance, it seems that a patient who has recovered from a long illness has never been in disbelief until he smiled and wiped his tears and nose.

The man took a whole morning to accept the reality, took a shower, changed into the most youthful woolen clothes, and went out. The sound of closing the door was also unusually brisk, matching the man's happy mood.

Downstairs are still the group of middle-aged women chatting under the big banyan tree. Before it was time for lunch, they were still chatting together, talking about the students who had graduated from high school for three years and lived on the first floor. Playing games at home, talk about the mistress on the sixth floor, and talk about Qi Qingyue, an unsatisfactory office worker on the third floor.

They are always worrying, mentioning other people's worries, saying: "Hey, I think Xiaoqi is good and honest, but in this society, the most important thing is honest people. You have to be bold to make money!"

The landlady nodded: "That's right, I know that Xiao Qi, at home... tsk tsk, I even came over to make a fuss, you don't know how ugly it is, saying that he is not filial to the elderly and lives alone in the city I don’t send anything home, and I don’t care about my younger brother who is still studying.”

"God, what an honest person he looks."

The landlord's aunt shook her head, a little proud of knowing so many secrets: "You guys keep listening, it's not over yet, and then I found out that the old couple broke up with Xiao Qi first, that person Xiao Qi...it's that one. "

"What?" They lowered their voices cooperatively, all of them were extremely curious.

"I like men." The landlord aunt said.

"No way!" Someone covered his mouth in disbelief, "But I think Xiao Qi is strange, how old he is and still has no friends."

Another aunt said: "What's the matter, I've seen it a lot, but I didn't expect Xiao Qi to be the same. I heard that their gay circle is very messy and dirty."

The landlady frowned this time, and felt that she should say a few more words for Qi Qingyue: "You are talking about someone else, Xiao Qi, I know, he is very timid, and at this age, he always keeps his head down and wears Those ugly glasses, I can’t see what I look like, I guess it’s not very good, so now there’s no such thing as going out to fool around in the middle of the night, and I’ve always stayed at home.”

After hearing this, the other aunts sighed again, lamenting that Qi Qingyue's life would probably end like this, pitiful and pity, but they didn't sympathize, and even thought it was Qi Qingyue who asked for it.

They were still talking when they saw a familiar figure coming out of the corridor.

The landlord's aunt was the first to see it, she had sharp eyes, coughed immediately, and shouted: "Xiao Qi, you didn't go to work today?"

This is a warm and excessive greeting every day, every day, every day, and then showing off my son every day.

But today, the man who always walked with his head down heard the shout and walked over step by step. He stood in the direction of the backlight, his black hair was covered with a layer of platinum by the sunshine, and said: "Hello, aunts, Are you chatting again? I'm on leave today and I want to get my hair cut."

The aunts all looked up at the man, staring wide-eyed and unable to speak, until the man left with a smile, they couldn't recover and stood there in a daze.

"Wait a minute, that was... Qi Qingyue just now?"

Someone broke the silence.

The landlady rubbed her eyes in disbelief, shook her head and said, "It's strange, why do I feel like he's a different person after taking off his glasses."

Everyone nodded, and started another round of gossip on this topic.

And the man walked out of the community, got on the bus at the intersection, and sat in the last row. There was no seat at all, but someone was stunned for a second, and in an instant, three young men got up and said to him: "This way There are spaces."

The man looked at the young man closest to him, but the young man explained with a reddened smile, "I'll get off the car right away."

The man nodded, thanked him and said, "Thank you then."

The young man who was thanked stood straight beside the man, his eyes were in a daze, and he wanted to touch him but felt that he had such a dirty idea.

For the first time, young people began to doubt their own sexual orientation, and accepted it without any struggle at all.

After accepting the setting that he suddenly changed his sexual orientation, the young man swallowed, his protruding Adam's apple rolled up and down and began to smell the smell of the man uncontrollably...

The very faint fragrance, perhaps, is the smell of shampoo, but it is like purple vines, entwining and disturbing the calmness that this space should have.

The man was very quiet. He put his slender fingers by the window, and melted the mist on the window with the temperature of his fingertips. He wrote words and drew pictures that he didn't know. It was neat, round and full of meat powder, and seemed to have no bones, and it could be broken into powder with just a pinch.

The people who got on the bus one after another were very strange, wondering why this bus is so quiet?

But after a while, they followed the other people's glances, and instantly understood what was going on. Someone secretly took out a mobile phone, but was immediately stopped by the people around him. No one knew what was going on. What's going on, I can't get enough of it like I'm so bewildered.

When the station arrived, the man put on his hoodie and tied his scarf and got off the bus.

The moment he stepped off the bus, the bus behind him suddenly became noisy, accompanied by the excited screams of the girls.

It happened to be eleven o'clock in the morning, when the city center was bustling.

On his left is a row of restaurants and clothing stores with exquisite architecture, and on his right is a huge shopping mall. In front of the shopping mall is a huge circular building made up of countless hexagonal glass, which illuminates all kinds of people in such a temperatureless winter day. .

Qi Qingyue knew that there was a good barber shop here, but it was very expensive at first sight.

But today he was going there, otherwise he would be sorry for himself.

He walked slowly outside the ultra-modern decoration design store, opened the door without hesitation for the first time and put down the hood.

The doorbell rang, and immediately a girl with an amiable smile shouted sweetly: "Welcome, do you have an appointment?"

Qi Qingyue paused, he had never been to this kind of place, he was a little embarrassed: "Do you need to make an appointment?"

The girl knew that he didn't come here often just by looking at the man's attire, but she didn't have any expression that she shouldn't have at all, and said softly: "Yes, today's appointments are full. If you need, sir, you can come to our shop for half a day. An annual card, so that the boss will personally design your own style for you."

Qi Qingyue really looked confused, but he didn't want to show that he really didn't understand anything, and he was very embarrassed to ask about money again, so he immediately decided——we'd better go home and make an appointment in silence.

——Damn it, he wants to conquer the world!

——Damn it, should I make a wish to be the richest in the world first?

He said to the serving girl: "Forget it, I'll see it another day." After saying that, he turned and left, bumping into another customer who had just entered the store without noticing.

The guest was not someone else, but the mixed-race man who drank his own coffee inexplicably yesterday!

This person embraced the man's waist, and pressed himself and Qi Qingyue very tightly, as if he was also very surprised. He didn't let go of the man, just stared at the man's eyes and said:

"Yeah, we meet again."

"How do you feel..." Du Ming's azure blue pupils flashed with an inexplicable dark light, "We are so destined..."

Qi Qingyue simply did not expect to meet this person here. He had a good first impression of this person, but the second meeting immediately followed by today's meeting completely destroyed the previous good feeling. I feel that this person is dangerous, but I can't explain why.

At this moment, he was hugged tightly by this person, and he was still in front of so many people, so he couldn't even struggle, as if he had no aura.

So Qi Qingyue tilted his head slightly, trying to stay away from the airflow sprayed on the sensitive area of ​​his neck when Du Ming spoke.

At the same time, he said, "Mr. Du, let me go first."

Only then did Du Ming come to his senses. He bowed like a gentleman and said, "Oh, I'm sorry, your waist is too thin, I forgot to put it on."

A thin layer of red appeared on Qi Qingyue's face, hidden under the scarf, he really wanted to say: I think so too!It's so good to touch!

"By the way, are you going to make a hairstyle? I happen to be a VIP here, so I can do a little favor." Du Ming suggested.

Qi Qingyue was very tempted, his hair was so long that it could cover his eyes...

But he refused. After all, this person is quite strange, and he always feels that bad things will happen if he is involved.

"Sorry, I suddenly remembered that there are still some things that need to be done, so I will come back another day." The man said.

Du Ming stood tall and tall at the door of the shop, and while walking in with his arms around Qi Qingyue's shoulders, he lowered his eyes and smiled, "What could be the matter? I feel like you came here on a special trip."

The man who was exposed was not good at lying, he was most used to being silent, so at this moment he didn't know what to do other than being silent, and out of nowhere, he was really pushed by this mixed-race man surnamed Du who was too enthusiastic about him. I took off the seat, took off the scarf, put on a green scarf, and closed my eyes...

The chief barber was a bit difficult to do this time, so he hesitated for a long time.

When a hand moved on Qi Qingyue's head, and a piece of hair fell on his cheek, Qi Qingyue could hear the surprised voices around him...

after an hour.

The barber whispered, "Damn it, I don't want to wash my hands."

Then he said: "Well, you can open your eyes."

Qi Qingyue slowly opened his eyes.

He didn't wear glasses, so he saw the person in the mirror so clearly, the person in the mirror was smiling, his water-colored black eyes seemed to have fallen into the stars, his lips were in the shape of flower petals, and every part looked exquisite Like a fleeing elf, falling into the world.

——Hello, Qi Qingyue, who is beautiful and prosperous.

The man said this to himself in his heart.