Weird Gacha Machine

Yin Mu and Xu Huang went back to the private room, and he sat back next to Song Qingqiao, who already smelled of alcohol.

"Did you say it?" Song Qingqiao asked.

"Well, brother Huang said I was stupid."

"Wow, do you want to beat him up for you?"

"Stay honest, you."

Song Qingqiao was happy, and laughed a little.It really is a face that makes people forget all their troubles just by looking at it, Yu Yin Mu said.

"Where's Sister Yue?" Xu Huang asked.

"I went to pick up my blind date." Lu Hengliang replied, because of the pain in his face, he was more taciturn than ever tonight.

Xu Huang leaned over and sat next to He Youying, far away from Song Qingqiao and his wife.

"You are fucking sick, stay away from me."

"Sister Ying, we haven't seen each other for a long time, what have you been up to lately?"

"Busy looking for another boyfriend."

"Then do you think I can do it?"

He Youying moved towards Song Qingqiao with a look of disgust: "Boss Yin, do you know any handsome guy? Let me introduce you."

Yin Mu was stunned for a moment: "As long as you are handsome?"

He Youying thought for a while: "Hey, don't be too handsome, just be as handsome as Brother Huang."

"No, I'm the most handsome person Yin Boss knows." Xu Huang smiled obsequiously.

Could it be that I really want to fuck your sister Ying? !

Yin Mu received the wink from brother Huang, and changed his words: "It seems to be true, the appearance of our school is just like that."

"Brother Qiao, what about you?" He Youying asked Song Qingqiao again.

"Sister Ying, you are so hungry that you dare to ask Brother Qiao." Xu Huang thought it was funny, "He doesn't talk to anyone at school, who can introduce you to him?"

Song Qingqiao raised her eyebrows: "There is a good senior in the literature and art department of the school."

[Boss Yin!Tell Joe to stop talking! 】

Yin Mu pretended not to see that the phone screen was on, and Xu Huang got angry.

When He Youying was about to ask Song Qingqiao to ask for contact information, Fang Hanyue came in and saved Xu Huang's life.

Fang Hanyue was followed by a man, tall and well-dressed.

The whole private room was instantly cold.

This... this, this, this, this is Officer Su!

Yin Mu never expected that he could meet Su Rang twice in just a few hours.

Nie Yuan ah.

The other three people were tacitly silent, and on the one hand, they didn't know what to say.

"Then let's go." Fang Hanyue fulfilled Xu Huang and Song Qingqiao's request, and was about to take Su Rang and leave.

"No way!" Brother Huang yelled, "No matter what, I have to toast the bar."

Su let his eyes stay on Lu Hengliang, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face, and said lightly, "That's how it should be."

Fang Hanyue is helpless, she doesn't know how much Su Rang can drink, but when it comes to drinking, who can beat the two dead boys Lu Hengliang and Song Qingqiao?

"Let me introduce you first, Su Rang." Fang Hanyue pulled Su Rang from the far right, "Yin Mu."

Yin Mu felt uncomfortable, twitching the corner of his mouth and shaking Su Rang's hand, this scene would be funny to anyone.In such a big city B, some people meet back and forth in various ways.

Su Rang mixed the wine and drank it all in one gulp, and everyone present made a toast.Relying on the strange tacit understanding, no one told the truth, it was the first time that Quan Dang knew about this character.

After a round of drinking, Su Rang felt a little flustered, because Xu Huang dragged him away, so he sat obediently beside Fang Hanyue.

Yin Mu glanced at Song Qingqiao, and Song Qingqiao looked back, nothing unusual.

"Drink?" Song Qingqiao said.

"I don't want to drink."

"Then go home?"

Yin Mu thought for a long time, then nodded.

After coming out of the KTV, I felt comfortable all over. I walked slowly holding the crippled hand. The street lights on the street were orange, and the speeding cars turned into phantoms.

"What time is it?" Yin Mu asked.

"Two fifty-seven."

It's past Christmas.

The two turned into a convenience store, the shelves were a little empty, except for puffed food, there was not much fast food left.

"Popsicles." Yin Mu stopped in front of the freezer, looking at the ice cream that had been frozen in it for an unknown amount of time, and wanted to eat one in this winter for no reason.

"Chocolate? Yogurt?"

"chocolate."

Then I went to the shelf inside to pick up the few remaining rice balls. The boy on the night shift was a little tired, but he always maintained a good service attitude.Yin Mu's eyes scanned the cigarette rack behind him, thinking about whether to buy a pack of unsmoked ones for a different flavor.

When I checked out, I ended up with a hundred yuan.Just three rice balls, one ice cream, and one pack of 23 cigarettes?

"Did you make a mistake?" He turned his head and asked Song Qingqiao, the person smiled and picked up the shopping bag, pulled it up and walked out.

What are you doing?

Before he could ask, Song Qingqiao peeled off the ice cream and threw it into his mouth.Ice, especially ice, seems to stick to the tongue.

"Hmm." Yin Mu quickly spit it out, "Hiss."

Now it's all right, his lips are broken just like Song Qingqiao's.

"Is it delicious?"

"It's delicious, it hurts to death."

"The popsicles I chose, I have to finish them even if I cry." Song Qingqiao grinned, looking reckless.

Taking advantage of his inattention, Yin Mu stretched out his foot, tripping him almost to the point where he almost fell to the ground.It is so rare that there are no people on the road now, otherwise it would be much more fun to see the two mentally handicapped children.

The shopping bag "baji" hit the ground, and the contents were scattered all over the floor.

"???" Yin Mu rushed to pick up things ahead of the lame man. When was this small square silver box stuffed in?

fuck me?Isn't this what the fuck is that!

"Ah? What is it?" Song Qing pretended to be crazy and showed off his stupid ability.

"What? You didn't know what you bought?"

"When did I buy it?"

"Song Qingqiao, you are really thick-skinned."

No wonder the checkout cost 100 yuan, and 54 was printed on this fucking small box of receipts.

"Hey, Boss Yin, my feet hurt so much."

"Then you are hurting slowly, Yin Mou will take a step first."

Song Qingqiao didn't care about the pain anymore, so she hurried to catch up with him and hugged him. Anyway, there are only the two of them left in this world now: "Don't."

Hippie smiling face, not serious.

Eh?Snowing?

I have never seen snow in the south, but in the north, as long as the snow falls, it will not melt away easily.You see, just like what is falling on Song Qingqiao's hair now, crystal snowflakes hang from the ends of his messy light-colored hair, making that person as unreal as carved from ice.

"It's snowing," he said.

The two walked from summer to winter, and were about to complete the cycle of four seasons.

Yin Mu reached out and patted the ice crystals off his head: "Go quickly, or your hair will get wet."

It's too real.

Sure enough, there is no romantic cell, ordinary couples can't jump for joy when they see the snow, and talk about what they have and what they don't.

couple?hey-hey.

Song Qingqiao had to go to the hospital at least twice a month, no matter how busy she was, this was an unbreakable rule.Sometimes even as long as a phone call comes, no matter where he is or what he is doing, he will rush over. In his mind, his mother always puts the priority of things first.Yin Mu didn't have any objection to this, and Song Qingqiao himself didn't show any signs of impatience or anxiety, instead giving people a sense of enjoyment.

However, this time it seems to be different.What do you mean by dragging me?

Things have to start in the morning. Song Qingqiao is definitely a self-disciplined person, that is to say, he gets up when he wakes up, studies when he says he wants to study, and does what he says and never procrastinates. The kind of admirable person.But this morning, he stayed in bed.

"Hey, hurry up, don't you say you're going to the hospital today?" Yin Mu looked at the buttocks wrapped in the quilt and kicked him.

After kicking and knocking for at least 10 minutes, Song Qingqiao was unwilling to get off the bed.

"What? Sick?"

"No, will you send me there?"

What's wrong, I didn't go alone before.

Yin Mu has never been here before, the place is remote, at the foot of a mountain, the area is very large, there are four hospital buildings alone.Maybe it's because the place is cheap.

Song Qingqiao shyly held a large bag of sweet oranges.The current state of the two of them is that the lame protector wants to leave, but the cripple is holding on tightly.

"What exactly do you want?" Yin Mu glared at him.

The cripple hesitated for a long time, there are still things in this world that you can't talk about! ?

"Can you go up with me?"

Song Qingqiao had already mustered up a lot of courage, but today she just had a bad feeling, which happened to be extremely annoying.

When Yin Mu led Song Qingqiao past the nurse's station on the fifth floor, he was stared at from behind.Even without special powers, he could still feel the naked eyes glued to his back.

"Xiao Song is here!" The chubby middle-aged aunt greeted Song Qingqiao.

"Head nurse, eat tangerines." Oh, Xiao Song is quite good at interpersonal relationships, so he gave two sweet tangerines to the young lady at the nurse's station, no wonder he bought so many.

Look, look, look, what kind of success is it for the nurses and sisters.

After the tangerines were scattered, the two continued to walk in. This corridor was far and long, as if it had no end.

Yin Mu didn't ask such mentally retarded questions as where to live, it's so far away, and this place doesn't look so big from the outside, so he just walked away.

"Here we are." Song Qingqiao stopped.

527.This has to be well remembered.

"Then I'll wait for you at the nurse's station." Yin Mu wanted to look at the people inside through the small window on the door, but was too embarrassed, "Go in."

When he turned around and was about to leave, a face suddenly appeared in the small window, and Yin Mu was so frightened that he almost cursed out.

Song Qingqiao's mother's altitude is not low, at least 1.7 meters.Compared with the photo that Brother Qiao sent before, he is much more haggard, but he is not old at all. His hair is cut to the length of his chin, and his thin body is obviously not suitable for wearing a large-size hospital gown.She stared at Yin Mu with a pair of eyes, fixedly staring at him. It should be a severe scrutiny, but she looked so pitiful.

Song Qingqiao abruptly pulled Yin Mu's hand out of his pocket, twisted the doorknob and squeezed in.

He probably didn't expect his mother to suddenly appear by the small window.

"Isn't it cold on the ground? I don't even know how to wear shoes."

Before Yin Mu left, he heard Song Qingqiao in the room say such a sentence, first he laughed and then felt sore in his heart.Not the acid of jealousy, but the acid of discomfort.Every time the child comes, he brings the fruit that his mother likes to eat. He can’t bring other fruits. Only the fruit can be stored for a long time. Expressed my heart.What a cautious child.

"You came with Xiao Song?" The chubby head nurse spoke to Yin Mu.

"Yes."

"Have you seen Miss Zeng?"

Who is Miss Zeng?

"See... see you." It must be Brother Qiao's mother, that's a really good title.

"Oh, then Xiao Song has to take it." The head nurse peeled the sweet mandarin and ate it, and handed Yin Mu two petals.

"how?"

"In the past two years, Xiao Song had to make a lot of trouble when he brought people here."

Getting angry, Brother Qiao also said, about throwing the plate.

Yin Mu recalled the gaze cast from the small window just now, didn't this guy intentionally find fault for himself?Whatever you do, you have to let Yin Mu deliver it to the door.

"Miss Zeng is very jealous." The nurse next to her also came to join in the fun, "Do you remember the last time I just said a word to Xiao Song and stared at me for three days?"

"Having such a precious son, who doesn't like it." The head nurse clicked her tongue, "If my boy is half as good as Xiao Song, I have to go to the temple to thank the Bodhisattva."

How can you boast so much.

Yin Mu was listening on the sidelines, cooperating with smiles from time to time.I really can't get in the conversation with a group of women.

After a while, there was the sound of throwing things in the quiet corridor, and the nurses who had been giggling and posing in the Longmen Formation suddenly became serious and headed towards the source of the sound.

That is 527.

Yin Mu didn't know whether he should go there or not, he was worried and wanted to know what the situation was, but he was afraid that he would cause trouble if he went there.

After waiting for a while, there was no sound of falling things, and the sound of people was too far away and could not be heard clearly, which made Yin Mu very angry.

Still have to check it out, it's at the door.Before he reached the door, the nurse helped Song Qingqiao out.

Blood, Song Qingqiao's forehead bled a lot, and it dripped down his cheeks, soaking a large area of ​​his clothes.

After seeing Yin Mu, he politely patted the nurse's hand holding him: "I'll go first, please."

"No, let the head nurse bandage you before leaving."

Song Qingqiao couldn't help it, and was dragged to the nurse's station before he could explain the last sentence to Yin Mu.

Yin Mu took a look into the ward, and found that Ms. Zeng had already been sedated and fell asleep. Sweet oranges and pieces of porcelain were scattered on the floor. These pieces looked familiar, and they were the same as the ones she brought back from Japan.Helpless sigh, what a pity.

Song Qingqiao's wound was healed. It looked like there was so much blood, but the wound was actually not that big. To stop the bleeding, he cleaned it up and put a piece of cotton gauze on it.

"You're joking." This man forgot about the pain before his scar healed! ?

"Don't be so rude, Xiao Song."

"Don't think too much, it's not because of you." Song Qingqiao rested her head on Yin Mu's shoulder, "She was angry because I told her about Song Xiangyi's getting married."

"Doesn't she like Song Xiangyi?"

Song Qingqiao laughed: "Of course, I really don't like it."

"The person who hates Song Xiangyi the most in the whole world, my mother ranks second and no one dares to be the first."

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