The Fragrant Romance of the Abandoned House

"Song Yi..." Qi Jingzhi called softly, stroking his back tenderly.Song Yi didn't speak any more, just leaned against Qi Jingzhi's body quietly.

Perhaps it was because of being drunk, Qi Jingzhi felt that Song Yi's state was completely different from usual, his whole body was soft, not only his body, but also his temperament, and the usual sense of distance that he didn't have for others was gone. up.

Qi Jingzhi didn't know how to comfort the person in his arms, as far as he was concerned, he still knew too little.

He only knew that Song Yi only had Song Wei, and since seven years ago, only Song Wei remained.Now he can probably understand how important that cute little bun is in Song Yi's heart.Although he didn't participate in Song Yi's past life, he could already imagine how that person got here after all these years.

Qi Jingzhi didn't say any comforting words, but just patted the back of Song Yi's head, "Song Yi, go to bed and lie down for a while."

Song Yi was quiet for a few seconds, then nodded his head on Qi Jingzhi's shoulder.

Qi Jingzhi helped him cover the quilt, but the eyes of the person on the bed were still a little red and his eyes were loose.He picked up the painting on the ground, removed the cracked frame, and put the painting on the table.

Qi Jingzhi wiped Song Yi's face with a towel, and said, "Sleep here today, I'm afraid you will scare Song Wei if you go back like this, I'll get you a glass of water."

He went back to the living room to pour a glass of water for Song Yi, and then called Aunt Zhang to explain the situation.

"Xiao Song is drunk?" The person on the other end of the phone sounded worried.

"I just drank a little too much. It's okay. Aunt Zhang, don't worry. He's asleep here. I'll take care of him. I'll send him back. Don't fume Song Wei at that time. Can I trouble you?" Will he stay at his house for one night? I don't feel relieved that Song Wei is alone at home."

"Oh, of course it's okay."

"Excuse me."

After hanging up the phone, Qi Jingzhi entered the room with a glass of water. Song Yi lay sideways on the bed. He walked over and found that he had fallen asleep with his eyes closed.He put the water glass on the bedside table and pulled the quilt up.

Qi Jingzhi stood by the bed and stared at the person on the bed for a few seconds. Song Yi's face was still a little red, and the broken hair on his forehead was wet and stuck to his forehead in a mess. Hair brushed to one side.

Qi Jingzhi said softly: "I've never seen you like this before." He smiled helplessly, turned around and planned to leave.

"Where are you going?" Song Yi suddenly grabbed his hand.

Qi Jingzhi turned around, a little surprised, "You didn't fall asleep?"

"Where are you going?" Song Yi asked again.

"I'm going to the living room. I can only sleep on the sofa when you sleep here. I'm outside. If you feel uncomfortable, remember..."

Before Qi Jingzhi finished speaking, Song Yi grabbed his arm and dragged him onto the bed, and his whole body fell on Song Yi's body.

"Fuck, what are you doing?" Qi Jingzhi supported the bed with his hands, rubbing his sore nose.

Song Yi lay on the bed and looked at Qi Jingzhi, "Let's sleep together."

"Ah?" Qi Jingzhi was a little overwhelmed.

Song Yi moved to one side, put his arms around Qi Jingzhi's neck and forced him to lie down next to him, "Sleep here." He turned to face Qi Jingzhi, and grabbed his clothes.

Qi Jingzhi froze, "Song Yi, you..."

"I'm drunk." Song Yi rubbed his head against the pillow.

Drunk people say they are drunk?

But Qi Jingzhi looked at Song Yi as if he was really drunk, so drunk that he couldn't figure it out.

Should he record a video now, and when Song Yi wakes up tomorrow morning, he will show the old man what he did when he was drunk.But now he really doesn't have the mind to do such a boring thing, Song Yi is lying next to him, the two of them face to face, the closer they are, the noses will almost touch each other.

Song Yi closed his eyes, breathing heavily, and the hot breath he exhaled had a strong smell of alcohol, Qi Jingzhi didn't drink, just smelling the smell of alcohol made him feel like he was getting drunk.

Qi Jingzhi maintained this position for a long time before he heard Song Yi's gradual breathing. He moved to the side, and was about to get off the bed, but found that Song Yi's hand was holding his clothes tightly.He glanced at the somewhat tired face in front of him, pulled the quilt over to cover the two of them, and then closed his eyes.

In the morning, Song Yi woke up earlier than Qi Jingzhi. When he opened his eyes, Qi Jingzhi was sleeping soundly with his back facing him. He sat up and rubbed his head. All the hooligan things I did.

What is this called?

This is called playing wild with wine.

He walked to the desk, took a look at the paintings on the table, turned around and glanced at the person on the bed, and put down the paintings in his hand.

Song Yi didn't wake up Qi Jingzhi, and went home alone.

When Qi Jingzhi woke up, he found that he was alone on the bed. He took his mobile phone, and Song Yi sent him a WeChat message: I'll go back first, I caused you trouble last night, thank you.

"Damn, are you leaving now?" Qi Jingzhi scratched his hair, a little upset.

When he arrived at the company, Song Yi hadn't come yet. He thought he would arrive later, but he didn't see him all morning.

During the meal, Xu Xiaotian asked him: "Why didn't the minister come? Are you sick?"

"I don't know." Qi Jingzhi lowered his head while eating, hesitantly, he sent two WeChat messages to Song Yi in the morning, but he didn't receive a reply, so his mood at the moment is not very clear.

After dinner, he went to the coffee shop opposite the company to buy a cup of coffee. Last night, because of the person sleeping next to him, he froze until midnight before falling asleep. Forget it, I didn’t even reply to a WeChat message.

What a heartless old thing.

"Hey, Mr. Xiao, we meet again." Steerforth saw Qi Jingzhi walking over.

Qi Jingzhi held the coffee and looked at the person walking towards him, his face turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye, but then he remembered that this person was a big customer of their company, so he resisted the urge to roll his eyes and twitched his mouth, "What a coincidence. "

Why does this person hang out with their company every day? Is he too idle?

"I heard that the coffee in this cafe is delicious, do you have any recommendations?"

"Aren't you going to ask the clerk?" Qi Jingzhi was a little speechless.

Steerforth raised his eyebrows, "I'm going to ask you."

Qi Jingzhi greeted his grandma from the bottom of his heart, and talked about the bitterest coffee in the coffee shop.

As a result, he was quite satisfied with the drink, and followed Qi Jingzhi into the company, chatting a lot along the way, regardless of whether Qi Jingzhi was a bird or not.

"Are you familiar with Song Yi?" Steerforth asked.

Gee.

Sure enough, we got to the point.

"I'm not familiar with it, it's just the relationship between the superior and the subordinate."

"Really? I think you guys look familiar." Steerforth suddenly turned around and approached Qi Jingzhi's ear, and said softly, "You smell like him."

Qi Jingzhi froze in place, turned his head with a frown.

"I smelled his body yesterday, and remember." Steerforth looked at him with a smile.

Indeed, there was a faint smell on Song Yi's body, and Qi Jingzhi knew it a long time ago, but he couldn't find it unless he smelled it closely.

Yesterday he and Song Yi lay on the same bed and slept all night, it's normal for him to have his breath on him.

Just what does this golden retriever mean?

What do you remember when you smell it?

Remember your mother jb son ah.

Qi Jingzhi clenched his fists, and just about to speak when he heard Song Yi's voice behind him: "Qi Jingzhi."

He and Steerforth turned their heads at the same time, Song Yi stood not far away, looked at Steerforth with a cold face, and walked over.

"Hello, Mr. Song." Steerforth greeted him.

"Hello, Mr. Steerforth," Song Yi pulled the corner of his mouth at Steerforth, then turned to Qi Jingzhi and said, "Let's go."

"Oh..." Qi Jingzhi followed.

"Why didn't you come this morning? Are you feeling unwell?"

"No."

"What's the matter? Overslept?"

"No."

Song Yi had a cold face, and his tone was also cold, Qi Jingzhi was a little angry, "Why, show me face as soon as you come to the company, I have been tossing you for a long time last night, you have a stinky face For whom?"

Song Yi glanced at him and said, "Stay away from him."

"what?"

"That foreigner just now, I tell you to stay away from him."

"Just because of this, you make a bad face with me? Besides, we just met in a coffee shop by chance. What do you mean keep me away from him? I don't know him at all, okay?"

Song Yi didn't speak, and walked out of the elevator.

Seeing him like that, Qi Jingzhi became angrier when he thought of what Steves said in his ear just now. He grabbed Song Yi's arm, "What are you angry about? Do you have anything to do with that foreigner?" ? I think you two look familiar."

Song Yi turned his head, with a hint of anger on his face, "You idiot whose head was kicked by a donkey."

"Song Yi, is there something wrong with you?" Qi Jingzhi was really angry now, angry with Song Yi for throwing face for no reason, and even more angry with the delicate relationship between him and Steerforth, and in this relationship He Qi Jingzhi is an outsider and doesn't know anything.

As a result, he, an outsider, had to be scolded by insiders.

What is this?

Yesterday's brief warmth seemed to feed the dog in an instant, Qi Jingzhi smiled self-deprecatingly, and said: "Just treat my brain as being kicked by a donkey, Minister Song."

After speaking, he bypassed Song Yi and left.