Weird Gacha Machine

After a battle between heaven and man, Yin Mu was the first to lose.

He lay on the bed out of breath, feeling overwhelmed for a long time, feeling like he was in a trance.

The kid who was on top of him didn't feel any better. He climbed along his arm and interlaced his fingers.

Yin Mu looked at Song Qingqiao's hand, remembered something, and said, "Can't you tell me about it? About these two scars."

Xu asked because he was lost in his mind. The two scars on his wrists were not only on his wrists, but also deeply embedded in Song Qingqiao's heart.None of them mentioned that Yin Mu is not such a thoughtless person, he hoped to wait until the day when Song Qingqiao told him, but today, he asked without restraint.

Both bodies froze, regaining consciousness from the previous diabolism, and faced the next problem.At this time, if Yin Mu is unwilling to take back what he just said, it depends on whether Song Qingqiao is willing to answer.

"What does it mean to you?" Song Qingqiao asked.

This question stumped Yin Mu, for a moment he couldn't figure out why Song Qingqiao would ask such a question, and at this point he had no choice but to bite the bullet and answer.

"Maybe I can get to know you better..."

"Do you really want to spend the rest of your life with me?" Before he finished speaking, he was asked a second question.

where?Yin Mu couldn't keep up with his rhythm because he danced too fast, but the meaning of this sentence couldn't be more obvious, do you really want to walk with me forever?

It's you who don't want to.

"Mr. Yin, you are different from me. I have Prime Minister Song to support me, but what about you?" How do you confess to Secretary Yin and Mr. Yuan?How can you be sure they are acceptable?Not to mention men, even women, you don't necessarily have the ability to choose yourself.In this case, do you understand what I mean to you, what is it?

Song Qingqiao asked deeply, and he believed that Yin Mu could understand what he meant.

"But grandma doesn't all..."

"How long can grandma protect you?" Today's Song Qingqiao is particularly aggressive, "I can give you what you want, but you don't know what to do. Many things are not enough for the two of us."

"You are 21 years old and I am 19 years old. We can still live for a few more years, but it's only a few years. No matter how long it takes." Song Qingqiao stood up from him, "The more you understand, the more difficult it will be to let go in the future. "

After all, Song Qingqiao made up his mind from the very beginning that he would not get along for a long time, so why do we live in our own way?

"I don't count what I said before, do I?" Yin Mu also sat up, put on his clothes and lit a cigarette, "You have already foreseen the end, why the fuck did you still stay with me in the first place?"

Song Qingqiao frowned, and turned into that dull skin, he said: "Because I really really want to be with you."

Yin Mu suddenly understood what he meant, being together and being apart were inevitable in their relationship, but they knew it wasn't.Understanding is like a catalyst, which makes their feelings stronger. The more they understand, the more entangled their feelings become. Some parts that Song Qingqiao cut off by himself may make the road ahead easier.This is his idea.

But it's too late, Song Qingqiao, I'm already too late.

When it is too late to return to reason, see the final ending and then think about how to write the previous part.It's too late to control the feelings not to be excessive or obsessed, and it's too late for everything.

"Thank you for telling me now." Yin Mu laughed, feeling the bitterness on the tip of his tongue, "making those things meaningless."

He put out the cigarette and dragged the person who was wearing pajamas there, and fell down under him in one fell swoop, and kissed his lips, intertwined so fiercely.

"So, to answer my original question, about those two scars, that's what fucking makes sense to me."

When Song Qingqiao listened to him, she always kept a flat face, neither sad nor happy, but a little surprised.Just like Yin Mu saw his bad nature for the first time, he also touched Yin Mu's dark side for the first time.Unreasonable, arbitrary.

Instead, he smiled, smiling nicely at Yin Mu, as if two flowers were about to bloom in the pear dimple: "If you are the one who betrayed first, I promise to hang you up and whip you."

"Fuck you, I will never let you go!"

Song Qingqiao put his hands on Yin Mu's waist and pinched it vigorously: "Have you gained weight?"

"You fucking need a beating, don't you?" Yin Mu looked at his face, raised his left arm and tied it above his head, "Let's start with this little one."

The small scar is a bit off from the wrist, and compared to the obvious one on the wrist, the scar is older.

Song Qingqiao raised her chin and said, "I'll tell you if I kiss you again."

Fuck, a thousand-year-old ghost.Yin Mu kissed him fiercely, biting his lower lip vigorously, the thin lip was swollen red and swollen by him.

Song Qingqiao committed the crime herself, and endured it: "When I was 14, my mother cut it."

……

"She...why?" Yin Mu looked at the red eye sockets of the person below him, and wanted to shed tears for a moment.

"Wants me to die with her."

How plain, even smiling, as if to express between the lines, look, am I still alive and well?

"Then... what about the other one?" That long and terrifying wound, just by looking at it, you can tell that it has been stitched with more than ten or twenty stitches.

Song Qingqiao's eyes dimmed, as if recalling the past, she said, "When I was 17, I cut it myself."

"Whatever you do, you have to make trouble with yourself." Yin Mu asked him in a low voice, but his tone could not be harsh, only the helplessness and pity that even he himself could distinguish.

"Compared to living, dying is easier, but it's not easy to go anywhere." Song Qingqiao shrank his hand and squeezed Yin Mu's hand, "Don't be so sad, you should be mentally prepared before asking this question. Wasn't it ready?"

He was mentally prepared, and had always been mentally prepared to face the facts, but when he actually heard the facts from the person concerned, all the defenses he had built fell apart.Yin Mu has always known that Song Qingqiao is not such an optimistic person. His sincerity is all mixed with hypocrisy.

"It's a good thing I didn't know you before." Yin Mu kissed his chin, biting his teeth lightly, "Otherwise I'd be sick from your anger."

"Didn't you want to get to know me earlier?"

In fact, he was thinking about it, and it was just an angry remark against Song Qingqiao's irresponsible attitude.

"That's my youth and ignorance."

"Now you know how bad I am? Are you going to slap your ass and leave?"

"If you want to get out, you should pack my things and get out." Yin Mu put his hand into his pants, "Get out or not?"

Song Qingqiao's cheeks were flushed, this person's blushing problem was really good, and she said softly, "Don't get lost."

In view of disappearing for a week before, Song Qingqiao owed the manuscript, and only remembered the feat of digging the grave when he was about to die.Kuang Nan was extremely speechless and helpless.

"Brother Qiao, I think it's better to take the job of photography. Who will take care of you if you drag the manuscript?"

Song Qingqiao didn't bother to talk to him, and drew her own: "Again, I didn't delay the draft, and the time hasn't come yet."

"The manuscripts are due in three days. You, you, you... see for yourself how much you have drawn!?" Kuang Nan was anxious, chattering like an old woman.

"You can come here, if you can't, go out."

Don't say there are three days left, even if there is only the last day left, Song Qingqiao is not in a hurry.

You can't say no, you have to be an ancestor, and whoever is called Kuang Nan is a doormat.

"Did I tell you, don't accept work for me until March." Song Qingqiao added before he walked out, "I need to rest for a while."

"You have already said it three times, sir." Kuang Nan opened the door, "The salary will be paid as it is."

On the other side, Yin Mu was also annoyed. He was severely criticized by Lao Li in class before, saying that he dared to skip class without asking for leave. He has developed skills and learned thoroughly, right?Then he threw a thesis and asked him to write a [-]-word paper and hand it in at the end of the term.

Really not human.This topic is obviously what your professor wants to study, so find a reason and throw it to the students.

"Graduate students have worked hard," Kuang Nan said.

"Fortunately, it's easier than you."

Kuang Nan surreptitiously sat next to Yin Mu, and said quietly, "Have you noticed that Brother Qiao has a bad memory recently?"

???

"How to say?"

"He told me about his going on vacation several times, and he kept asking me if he told me." Kuang Nan rubbed his hands hesitantly, "And I found that he is in a particularly bad state recently. The editor called back to redraw, and there was no similar situation before."

He wanted to ask if there was any conflict with Yin Mu and his wife recently, but thinking about it, it shouldn't be, it's fine for the two of them to live together.

"When did it happen?" Yin Mu faintly sensed something, but couldn't be sure.

"It was the week after he disappeared. I said what the hell did he do? It's very abnormal."

Abnormality is out of the question, after all Yin Mu has no problems getting along with him, but Kuang Nan is talking about work matters, Song Qingqiao has never been sloppy at work, how could it be possible.

"Give him some more time, and if you still find any problems, tell me as soon as possible." Yin Mu was a little worried. He had talked a lot before, but he didn't talk about what happened to Song Qingqiao during the week he was in the hospital.Seeing that there was nothing unusual about him, he preconceived that he had just been with Zeng Ruoyu for a few days. Looking back now, Song Qingqiao hadn't been to the hospital for more than half a month since he came back that time.

This feeling of uneasiness is out of control.

[Boss Yin, Song Xingche is full of wine today, where are you two? 】Lu Hengliang couldn't contact Song Qingqiao, so he could only find Yin Mu.

"Hold!"

Why didn't that dog talk about it!

"Brother Qiao! Do you really not know about your nephew's full moon wine today, or are you pretending not to know!?" He opened the door and grabbed Song Qingqiao to check the messages on his phone.

Not only Lu Hengliang, Song Xiangyi also called him a lot and sent a lot of messages.

Song Qingqiao was stunned for a while, then said, "I forgot."

The author has something to say:

A new storm has emerged... :)

It's over half of the text...probably...I can't remember

The manuscript is almost finished... I'm so anxious_(:_」∠)_