The Fragrant Romance of the Abandoned House

After saying goodbye to Cheng Cheng's family, Qi Jingzhi and Song Yi walked out of the yard together, "Let's go together?" Song Yi turned to him and asked.

"Ah."

When Song Yi opened the car door and wanted to get in, he was stopped by Qi Jingzhi, "Driving after drinking?" Qi Jingzhi took the car key in his hand, "I'll drive."

Song Yi nodded and sat in the passenger seat.

The two of them were silent all the way, until they returned to the community, after Qi Jingzhi stopped the car, they heard the gentle breathing sound coming from the side.He turned his head and found that Song Yi had fallen asleep with his head tilted to one side, so he leaned over to wake him up.

Song Yi's cheeks were slightly red, and his eyelashes trembled slightly with his breathing.

Qi Jingzhi stared blankly for two seconds, then suddenly stretched out his hand and gently scraped his eyelashes with his fingers.

"Damn it..." He was taken aback by his behavior, and after reacting, he grabbed the steering wheel and stared straight ahead.

Song Yi was awakened by the slight movement, he slowly opened his eyes, "It's here?" He rubbed his eyes.

"Ah, um, it's here." Qi Jingzhi replied a little uncomfortably.

When the two entered the elevator, Qi Jingzhi directly pressed the button on the tenth floor and said, "I'll go and see Song Wei."

"He probably fell asleep."

"I'll watch it even after I sleep. I haven't seen him for several days."

When she entered the house, Aunt Zhang hadn't left yet. She was sitting on the sofa knitting a sweater wearing reading glasses. When she heard the door open, she put down her work.

"Aunt Zhang, I'm back." Song Yi changed his shoes, "I'm sorry, I came back late today, and I kept you here for so long."

"It's okay, yo, Xiao Qi is here too."

"Has Xiaowei slept yet?" Song Yi asked.

"Sleep, I went to bed early today, the little guy seems to be a little weak these days, so he goes to bed quite early, hey..."

Song Yi comforted: "It's okay, don't worry too much, it's getting late, you can go home quickly."

"Well, I'm leaving first. You remember to go to bed early. I think you haven't been in a good mood these two days. Your eyes are black and blue."

"I know, be careful on the road."

After Aunt Zhang left, Song Yi turned and went into the bathroom, and said to Qi Jingzhi, "Go to the room to see him by yourself, I'm going to take a shower, I smell like alcohol."

"Ah."

Qi Jingzhi opened the door lightly and entered Song Wei's bedroom. The little guy hugged a plush toy and nestled under the quilt. He walked over and squatted down beside the bed, quietly looking at Song Wei's sleepy face.

The doll in Song Wei's hand was held tightly by him, and his brows were also wrinkled. It's only been a few days since I saw him. Qi Jingzhi felt that the little guy's face seemed to have lost weight.

He felt depressed, and stroked Song Wei's frowning brow with some distress.

Qi Jingzhi turned his head and saw the comic book on the bedside table, it was the one he snatched away at the beginning, he took the comic book and sat by the bed and flipped through it.

The manga is not so new anymore, and the corners are a little warped, it seems that it should be read frequently.

Qi Jingzhi sat quietly on the bed, and read the manga again from beginning to end.There is a small bookmark in the book, it is a hand-painted little rabbit, the style of painting is very cute but the strokes are mature, it looks like it was made by Song Yi.

Qi Jingzhi always felt that Song Yi might have some special feelings for rabbits. His WeChat name is Rabbit, and Huahua’s pseudonym is Rabbit. Even making a bookmark is a rabbit.

I'm afraid this person lived in Guanghan Palace in his previous life, right?

Song Yi came in from the door after taking a shower, his hair was still wet.

"Haven't you finished reading this manga to him?" Qi Jingzhi asked him in a low voice.

Song Yi stroked back the wet hair on his forehead, and said softly: "I finished reading it earlier, he likes this one, and he has dragged me to read it to him several times, you are going to rot if you don't look at it Is it?"

Qi Jingzhi smiled while holding the comic, "Do you like it so much? I think the plot is very ordinary."

"He likes you."

Lying on the bed, Song Wei opened his eyes, arched his body under the quilt, and slowly turned over.

"Brother..." he called hoarsely.

Qi Jingzhi turned around and asked in surprise, "Baby, why are you awake?" He bent down and touched his forehead, "I'm sorry, we woke you up."

Song Wei's eyes were sleepy, his lips were a little white, and he looked listless, looking at his listless eyes, Qi Jingzhi felt even more distressed.

Song Wei stretched out his hands from under the quilt, raised his arms and acted like a baby to Qi Jingzhi: "Hug."

Qi Jingzhi hurriedly hugged him, "Oh my little pig..."

The little guy obviously didn't sleep well just now, and he wouldn't necessarily wake up if there was any noise, but the soft voice just now woke him up.Qi Jingzhi held Song Wei's head and rubbed it vigorously against Song Wei's neck. Song Wei's whole body was limp and lifeless.

This is the first time Qi Jingzhi truly felt that Song Wei was sick, he was not a healthy child.

No matter what happened before, he would never have such a strong consciousness.

"I didn't come to eat mooncakes with you yesterday, I'm sorry, little pig, brother didn't mean to let you go..."

"It's okay, uncle said you have something to do..." Song Wei arched his head on Qi Jingzhi's chest, and said in a muffled voice, "Little pig's head misses big pig's head very much."

Qi Jingzhi was stunned for a moment, and then hugged Song Wei forcefully, he felt that if he went on like this, he might burst into tears.

Song Yi stood aside silently, the room was so quiet that only Song Wei's unsteady breathing could be heard.

Qi Jingzhi patted Song Wei's back gently, and after a while, the child in his arms fell asleep, and his breathing gradually became calm.

Qi Jingzhi hugged Song Wei and put him back on the bed, and covered him with a quilt.

The expression on Song Wei's face finally relaxed, no longer frowning like before, Qi Jingzhi sighed, and lightly poked his face with his hand.

He turned around and found that Song Yi was still standing by the bed, looking at the child without saying a word, water dripped from the tip of his hair, and his neckline was wet.

Qi Jingzhi stood up, walked in front of Song Yi, stretched out his fingers and flicked vigorously on his bare forehead, "Minister Song, why are you so dazed? Blow off your hair quickly."

Song Yi was taken aback by the bombardment, and recovered himself.

"I'm going back." Qi Jingzhi bypassed Song Yi and walked out the door, "Don't worry." He patted the back of Song Yi's wet head with his backhand.

Since Qi Jingzhi met Song Wei that night, he always felt a little guilty and distressed in his heart, and he began to become depressed, and he didn't have much energy for work.

He started to make Song Wei happy in different ways, and whenever he had time, he went to Song Yi's house to play with him, and bought some novelty things for the children every now and then, and Song Yi took Song Wei to the hospital to go to Deqin, after a few days, The little guy's physical condition gradually improved, and he could start giggling along with Qi Jingzhi again.

Seeing Song Wei's face gradually turn rosy, Qi Jingzhi's depressed state at work finally improved.

It's true that people are in good spirits on happy occasions, and finally caught a sunny and clear weekend. He was so happy that he got up early and planned to go to the breakfast shop downstairs to buy two steamed buns.

When he walked briskly into the breakfast shop humming a little song, he saw Song Yi standing in the queue, Song Yi turned his head and saw him.

Who made our Comrade Xiaoqi wear a sweater from Thieves Middle Two in such a fashion, and the suspected pornographic pattern on the chest was thrown into the crowd, and he had to be blind to see him.

Since they have already met each other, there is no need to carry it, so Qi Jingzhi stepped forward with both legs, and stood in front of Song Yi shamelessly, "Leader, put me in the team." He turned his head and laughed twice. Voice.

"What are you wearing?" Song Yi whispered as he stuck behind him.

"My pleasure."

"The sun didn't come out from the north today, right?" Song Yi deliberately looked outside, "You got up so early today?"

Qi Jingzhi snorted, "I get up so early every day."

"Put it down, I buy breakfast for Song Wei here every weekend, and I've never seen you."

"I'm happy today," Qi Jingzhi looked at the breakfast listed on the wall, then turned around and asked Song Yi, "Eat together?"

Song Yi glanced at him and nodded.

"What to eat?"

"I don't choose."

"Okay... Boss lady, bring me two cages of soup dumplings, two meat buns, two pancakes, and two bowls of tofu nao." He turned his head and looked at Song Yi, "Song Wei's will be ordered later. Let's go back."

"Order so much? Can you finish it?"

"There are not two of us here."

"..."

The two found a seat by the window and sat down. They ate in silence. Song Yi was bored and couldn't hold back a word for a long time. Qi Jingzhi didn't know what to say. This seemed to be his first time. The first time I dined alone with Song Yi, I didn't even know where to put my hands, let alone chat.

Three men came from a distance outside the breakfast shop, all of them were holding things in their hands. Zhang Jianqiang, the leader, saw Qi Jingzhi sitting by the window at a glance, "Today is really a damn good time." He said Spitting on the ground, he led the two strong men behind him and walked towards Qi Jingzhi.

Qi Jingzhi managed to find a topic to chat with Song Yi, but he didn't notice the man approaching him, Song Yi turned his head and glanced at the person who was walking with an iron rod outside the window, he frowned, before he had time to think about it , I saw Zhang Jianqiang rushing over with a stick, and threw the stick on the window.

Qi Jingzhi was still drinking tofu nao with his head down, Song Yi stood up abruptly, grabbed his arm, and pulled him aside forcefully.

With a "bang", the shattered glass splashed and fell to the ground.Qi Jingzhi was thrown far away by Song Yi, he sat on the ground, staring blankly at the glass shards all over the place.

Before he understood the situation, he raised his head suspiciously, and saw Song Yi holding the table with one hand, and covering his right eye with the other. Slowly, Qi Jingzhi saw a drop of blood dripping from Song Yi's finger. dripped down.

"Fuck! What's going on!" Qi Jingzhi stood up abruptly, saw Zhang Jianqiang outside the window, and instantly understood, "Your uncle!!!"

Qi Jingzhi didn't care about Zhang Jianqiang pointing at him with the iron rod, turned his head and anxiously supported Song Yi, "Song Yi, are you okay!? Where is the injury? Take it off and let me see!"

Song Yi covered his eyes and didn't speak. When he just stood up, the flying glass scratched his eyes. He didn't know where the scratch happened. He felt pain in his eyes, and then his vision became blurred.

After a while, Song Yi's hand covering his right eye was stained red with blood, his fingers were covered with blood, and he began to feel dizzy.

Qi Jingzhi watched Yin Hong's blood drop drop by drop from Song Yi's fingers, and he froze in place for an instant, he couldn't describe his current mood.

Anger, worry, blame, fear.

It was all messed up together, even his brain was glued together.

Qi Jingzhi stood there motionless, feeling that the blood in his body was congealed, and he slowly clenched his hand.

For the first time, for the first time, I had the urge to beat people into mud.

Feeling Qi Jingzhi's hand shaking slightly, Song Yi covered his eyes and turned his head, grinning at him.

"I'm fine," he said.