Weird Gacha Machine

After dinner, Yin Mu said that he was going back to City B, and Mr. Yuan didn't stop him. She had to take the old man home, and Yin Mu couldn't catch the train, so he could only trouble Secretary Yin to send him there.

Secretary Yin and Yin Mu sat in the back row, and the driver drove.

"Xiao Mu, Mr. Yuan and I have no choice but to work hard for you to spend more time with grandma." Secretary Yin said, look, you have a lot of identity, and you still call Mr. Yuan in front of your son.

"That's what I'm supposed to do."

Then he didn't say anything else along the way. Secretary Yin kept watching the news replays, reading newspapers, and busying himself with his own affairs.As for Yin Mu, he can only lean on the window to watch the scenery, and he feels drowsy just looking at it.

It was already eleven o'clock at night when we arrived in City B.

"Thanks for your hard work, you still have to send me back." Yin Mu politely greeted Secretary Yin as usual.

"Xiao Mu, happy birthday." Secretary Yin smiled, "A few days late."

"Thank you Dad, I'm leaving."

I didn't feel much before. Every time I saw my father, I felt dull and depressed, but now I seem to relax a little bit. I don't know if I have really grown up and matured, or what is the reason.Not all parents in the world will like their children, but Yin Mu knows that even if they don't, they are not the kind who will hate him.

"Brother Qiao." As soon as he got home, he was very relaxed, his whole body relaxed, like a discouraged ball, he just wanted to go to Song Qingqiao's side.

Song Qingqiao was on the balcony, obsessed with creation, so she didn't hear it.

Yin Mumao walked over, then squatted down and put his head on Song Qingqiao's lap: "Wow!"

The man's glasses were so frightened that they slipped to the tip of his nose, if he didn't have a straight nose, he would have smashed Yin Mu's face directly.

"Brother Qiao, you miss me so much." Yin Mu hugged Song Qingqiao by the waist, rubbing his face against his abdominal muscles through his clothes.

"Don't, don't, don't, wait until I put the things down, and I'll put my clothes on later." Song Qingqiao is in this strange posture, he has to raise his head to keep his glasses from falling off, and he has to hold the painting tools high with both hands to prevent one hand from slipping and falling Blooming everywhere.

Yin Mu let go of him, turned to look at what he drew, huh? ? ?a flower?What flower?Before the painting is finished, there are only a few yellow and bald flowers.

Not to mention not seeing each other for a few hours, even if Song Qingqiao honestly stayed by Yin Mu's side, he would think about it.

"Can I paint again tomorrow?"

"I just painted when you were bored." Song Qingqiao finally pushed the glasses after putting down the painting tools.

Hey, Brother Qiao's face is blurred, it's still black paint.

Yin Mu played tricks and didn't speak out.

"I saw grandma today." He said.

"happy?"

"En." Yin Mu nodded again and again, hesitating for a moment, "Do you want to see her?"

Song Qingqiao was dumb, not quite understanding the meaning of these words.He has never met his grandma, not to mention grandma, grandpa, grandpa and grandma. The only relatives in his life are his parents and brothers.So I don't quite understand what kind of existence grandma is, anyway, it has a different meaning from elder brother.

"My grandma is a very good person, do you want to meet?" Yin Mu asked again.

"OK."

"I'll take you back to grandma's courtyard to play, grandma will definitely like you."

This is the first time Yin Mu likes someone, a frustrated and cautious person, he doesn't know what it's like to like someone, just like he can't describe the taste of water, he just wants to take all the good things in the world together Tuck it into his arms and watch him become happy.

"Brother Huang, have you ever really liked someone?"

One day later, when the two were sitting in the coffee shop, Yin Mu stirred Xueding black tea intentionally or unintentionally, and asked Xu Huang such a question that shouldn't be asked.

"Huh?" Even Xu Huang found it ridiculous.

"Forget it, when I didn't ask."

"No, I just felt a little sudden." Xu Huang raised his eyebrows, "Who doesn't have anyone he likes yet?"

"What does that feel like?"

Xu Huang thought for a while and said, "I don't know."

Well, as expected.

"Why do you explore such a profound question?" Xu Huang took a sip of coffee, "I have to know what it feels like, I just like it."

"Incisive."

It is really difficult for men to talk about profound topics.

"What? Want to fall in love? Let me introduce you?"

"No, I appreciate the kindness."

"Hey, Mr. Yin, I don't think you have any desire in this regard."

What desire?Lust for big breasted women?

"How do you know I don't have one?"

"Fuck." Xu Huang scolded in a low voice, "Awakened?"

Then Brother Huang sighed in his heart, Japan is really a magical country.

Song Qingqiao noticed that something was wrong with Yin Mu recently, but he couldn't tell exactly what was wrong.

Just like today, he finished class at four o'clock, and didn't go back until ten o'clock in the evening. During this period, he didn't even receive a wechat message.He went to dye his hair, and made the previous chicken shit green into a deeper turquoise green. Yin Mu didn't even ask when he saw it.

This is strange.

"Boss Yin, my class will be adjusted tomorrow morning."

"Oh."

"Is it okay to eat hot pot at noon?"

"it is good."

"Do you have anything to eat?"

"It's all right."

That's it, the eyes didn't stay on him for more than three seconds the whole time.

Xu Huang called Song Qingqiao at twelve ten.

"Brother Qiao, the Sports South Police Department, come quickly."

Song Qingqiao hurriedly got up and put on her clothes. At the end of November, it was almost snowing, so she went outside in a long-sleeved sweater.Yin Mu still didn't ask any questions.

Tiyu South Road is the nightlife gathering place for students from the three schools of Z University and B University Academy of Fine Arts. How did it get to the police station?When Song Qingqiao arrived at the police station, Xu Huang was standing by the side of the road smoking.

"You came out in too much of a hurry." Xu Huang looked at Song Qingqiao's thin sweater and couldn't help but shiver.

"what's up?"

"What else can we do? How many times have we been in the police station in our lives?"

Only four or five times.Song Qingqiao understood that the guy who caused the trouble was sitting inside right now.

"I asked you to call your parents, and you called these two?!" The young police officer stood in front of Lu Hengliang, furious.

"His parents are not in the country, so they can't come back. Comrade police, if you have anything to say, just tell us. We are his brothers." Xu Huang said.

"Brother?" the little policeman asked.

"No, but we grew up together, so there's no difference." Xu Huang didn't know this young policeman, and it stands to reason that there are no policemen in the Sports South Police Station who don't know the three of them. This one is probably a newcomer.

"Little Lu Hengliang, a minor who went in and out of the bar without permission, started a fight, smashed his head, and is now in the hospital for emergency treatment." The little policeman told them what happened.

Look, Brother Huang's face is turning green with anger.

At this time, the old acquaintances happened to come back from patrol, and seeing their three faces greener: "Why are you again?"

"Old Feng, do you know them?" said the little police officer.

"Xiao Su, let me deal with it." Lao Feng sent the little policeman away, sighing deeply, "The police station is your home, so you are so diligent."

"Hey, Old Feng, it's nothing about Brother Qiao and me this time. It's all caused by Lu Mao alone. We're here to pick him up." Seeing acquaintances, Xu Huang could talk better, "That little policeman just now newcomer?"

"Aren't you college students drinking and fighting all the time? We can't handle it! They were transferred from above!"

"There's nothing wrong with that, let's go." Song Qingqiao felt cold only now after being blown by the wind.

Old Feng looked at the big bruise on Lu Hengliang's face and had a headache: "I said you two should keep an eye on him, since he didn't make fists first."

"Not this time." Lu Hengliang said leisurely.

Xu Huang and Song Qingqiao had a general idea in their hearts. It's okay to say that Lu Hengliang has a big temper, but he still has a sense of propriety. At least he will avoid the critical point, so that he won't be sent to the hospital. Judo is not learned for nothing.This time, they were all sent to the first aid, so it was definitely not something that Lu Hengliang asked for.

Lao Feng flipped through the notebook written by the little police officer just now, and sighed: "Go find someone to reconcile."

When the three of them came out, they ran into the little policeman eating supper in the duty room.

"Comrade policeman, I know you, my name is Xu Huang."

The little police officer thought that these three people knew Lao Feng, and they must have a lot of face-to-face meetings in the future, wiped his mouth and said, "Su Rang."

"Lu Hengliang, you fucking can do it." Xu Huang lit a cigarette, squatted on the curb to wait for the car, and didn't drive out today.

"Brother Qiao, you go back first." It's still the little braised egg who knows it hurts.

Song Qingqiao patted him on the shoulder: "Send me a message when the matter is settled."

Turning around, he reminded Xu Huang again: "Brother Huang, do you know what reconciliation means?"

"I use you to say that I have done less to wipe his ass!?"

"Success, then I'll wait for good news from you two."

When Song Qingqiao returned home, the lights in Yin Mu's room had already been turned off.After returning from Japan, he went to sleep in his room for the first time at night.

How could it be possible to sleep.The heater hadn't heated up the room yet, and the smell of him, Song Qingqiao, was gone.

Sitting on the window sill and smoking two cigarettes, I received a message from Brother Huang saying that I paid some medical expenses and it was settled.No longer in the mood to delve into the cause of the incident.

"Brother Qiao." Yin Mu knocked on his door, it was three o'clock at night.

Song Qingqiao wanted to pretend that he was asleep, so she didn't respond.

"I know you're not asleep." Yin Mu said, "Open the door."

Who taught you the problem of locking the door?

The truth is revealed, so I can only obediently open the door.Yin Mu was choked by the smell of smoke that filled the room.

"what happened?"

"Smoke to death, come to my room."

Sure enough, Yin Mu's room looked like a room for people to live in. The chamomile aromatherapy that he insisted on buying some time ago was still burning, and the warm yellow desk light reflected the two of them sitting cross-legged on the bed facing each other.

"Brother Joe."

"Ah."

"Let's...forget it, let's go to bed." Yin Mu looked at Song Qingqiao a little bored now.

This dog is good, he doesn't feel that he has any thoughts at all, so he sleeps when he is told to sleep.

Sleep, what can you do without sleep.

Yin Mu turned his back to him, tightened the quilt, closed his eyes as usual and prepared to fall asleep.

There was some movement in the bed, as if Song Qingqiao was undressing.Then an arm wrapped around Yin Mu's waist, pulling him back until his back was against the chest of the man behind him.

"You slept too far, what if you fell?"

Damn you!Don't fucking talk next to my ear!

Yin Mu moved away to put some distance away from him, but he could still hear his inaudible sigh.

"Boss Yin, do you have any opinion on me?"

"No." He just didn't want to get too close.

Song Qingqiao really feels like she has fallen out of favor at this moment. Don't you like my face that much?Don't even look at it now.

How do you say that, there are dogs outside.But Boss Yin hasn't been outside much for more than a month, could it be Brother Huang?Or Menle?After much deliberation, there are only a few characters.

"Look at me." He tugged Yin Mu's pajamas.

"I do not want to see."

"Look."

"Shut up and go to sleep."

I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out even if I think about it.

"Coincidentally, can I come together?"

Why can I meet Meng Er every time I go to a hot pot restaurant?

"Are you alone?" Yin Mu asked.

"Yes."

If you come to eat hot pot alone, what is your ranking in the loneliness list?

"Sit." Song Qingqiao agreed.

Meng Er rolled his eyes, and after a while he said, "Did you two quarrel?"

"Can we go out to eat hot pot together after a quarrel?" Yin Mu smirked, Meng Er knew about their relationship, although he didn't talk nonsense, but he didn't care about it in private.

"Then who knows, what if this is a breakup meal?" Meng Erle said hi, with a small calculation in his mind.

"No one will treat you as dumb if you don't speak."

"Song Qingqiao hurry up, Xiaoji is still waiting for you."

"You fucking owe it, don't you?" Yin Mu almost threw the menu in his face.

Meng Er shook his hand: "Just kidding, how can you take it seriously."

After dinner, Meng Er said he was going to the Academy of Fine Arts to find Meng Ji, so he went with Song Qingqiao, and Yin Mu went home by himself.Just thinking about it makes me angry, what can two dogs talk about?

"Smoking?" Meng Er took out the cigarette case and handed Song Qingqiao one.

Give him some more.

"Thank you."

"When I light Brother Mu, he never says thank you."

Song Qingqiao smiled and said nothing.

"Why did he fall in love with you? I really can't figure it out." Meng Er clicked his tongue.

"I can't figure it out either." Song Qingqiao said, "Did he like men before?"

Meng Er recalled it carefully: "I don't know, I don't like women anyway."

"No, it should mean that no one has looked directly at it." He added.

"Then I am honored."

"When I first met you, I felt that he was going to fall." Meng Er said seriously, "To be honest, Brother Mu has an attractive quality, that feeling that even if you get along with him unequal, you don't care .”

"But after seeing you, I feel that you should belong to the same world."

"That world is too difficult for others to reach."

Song Qingqiao listened quietly, not saying anything.

"So why are you arguing?"

"There was no quarrel."

"It's fine if you don't want to say it, I guess it will be hard for Brother Mu to fall in love with a kid like you."

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