Weird Gacha Machine

In Yin Mu's humble opinion, Song Qingqiao was fine. He drank all the dozen or so glasses of wine in front of him and still stood still, 100% fine.

"Brother Huang, I won't be here anymore. I have something to do and I can't leave. You guys should go home early after playing."

After talking on the phone, I turned around and left, feeling really uncomfortable in my heart.When I got home, I was exhausted, and I wanted to change the combination lock, let that dog stink outside, and try what it felt like not being able to enter the house.After thinking about it for a long time, I felt that something was wrong, so I packed up a few clothes and toiletries and went out to live in a hotel.

It happened that the day after tomorrow I would go to the provincial hospital next door with Lao Li for clinical observation. Song Qingqiao didn't care who his mother loved, anyway.

It was past twelve o'clock in the middle of the night when he lay on the bed, and Yin Mu was so blocked that he panicked, and even felt so sad that he wanted to vomit.

Fuck, Song Qingqiao never recited Lao Tzu!Why!

After finally falling asleep for a few minutes, the phone rang again.

"Hey."

There was only the sound of panting, and there was no speaking for a long time.

"Hang up without talking."

Yin Mu's mood exploded when he was woken up, so what's the matter if he called and didn't speak?

"Are you still busy?" Song Qingqiao asked softly.

"sleeping."

"Home?"

Good question.

"Outside, there are a lot of things going on recently, so I'm afraid I'll disturb you." After thinking about it, I added, "I'm also afraid that you might disturb me."

Song Qingqiao was completely stunned: "Have I...affected you?"

"Quite influential."

"Okay." He said and cut off the call directly.

"Are you a fucking pig, aren't you!?" He Youying was so angry that she almost threw a cigarette butt on Xu Huang's forehead, "How did you manage to get my sister!?"

Brother Huang can't be blamed. If it's a monster-fighting game, he is the one who can quote the mountain torrent at a critical moment. This is his attribute setting, and he can't change it if he wants to.

"The interval between the two phone calls was about 10 minutes. It is impossible for Mr. Yin to agree to come and then stop talking after 10 minutes." Lu Hengliang said these words in one breath, and came to the conclusion, "He must have seen Brother Qiao On stage, then pissed off."

After finishing the calf, the so-called drinking is good for a while, but later... I won't talk about it.

"He said that I affected his study." Song Qingqiao sat on the ground weakly, not regaining consciousness for a long time.

"Shouldn't this be the first breakup quotation for junior high school students?" Xu Huang said.

"Shut up!" was yelled again.

"...Then what should we do now?" Fang Hanyue looked at Song Qingqiao who was in a daze, but she was actually a little happy in her heart.

Unique kind, ah, my baby has finally grown up, and she has the illusion that she has suffered from love.

Later, Lu Hengliang and Song Qingqiao took turns to go for a ride on their motorcycles, and they didn't go back until it was almost dawn when the traffic police were supposed to go to work.

Song Qingqiao lay down for a long time, woke up and fell asleep, and she didn't feel hungry. Anyway, her soul was gone long ago, so it doesn't matter if she eats or not.

Song Xiangyi came to see him with a meal in his arms, and Xiao Xingche crawled around on the bed, and soon climbed onto him.

Pointing at Song Qingqiao's nose and calling: "Uncle!"

"It's kind of funny to see you looking so dead."

Song Qingqiao gave him a white look: "What's so funny?"

"Xiao Yin is not the kind of person who loses his temper indiscriminately. The shit he did made his popularity go away, and he dares to pretend to be melancholy here."

Song Qingqiao was silent for a while and muttered: "Obviously he was wrong first."

"Then you have been sick for so long, who has tolerated you all the time? Did he get angry with you because you were wrong?"

Song Xiangyi has always felt that Yin Mu is a person who can control his emotions very well. If there is a lot of emotion in his heart, he will only show two points at most.The number of times he got angry over the past few years is also very few. One time was at his wedding, and the other time was when Song Qingqiao was exposed by the class monitor not long ago.At other times, they are all kind and kind, always giving people a very gentle feeling.Moreover, the reason why he got angry with others was because he complained about Song Qingqiao's injustice, which was even more rare.

After much deliberation, it turned out that Song Qingqiao was wrong.

"When you were in the hospital, he ran back and forth between the school and the hospital every day. He was busy studying and taking care of your emotions. If you were sick, it would be reasonable? Others have nothing to do with you, so they have to spoil you?" Song Xiang said Educate people with a set of principles.

Perhaps the main reason was that he had been blamed by Yin Mu too many times because of Song Qingqiao. Thinking about it, his brother was not as good as someone else's boyfriend, so he could only work hard on educating his younger brother.

Song Qingqiao was choked up and speechless.

"The closer you are to the person, the more you hurt him. Do you think it's right for you to do this?"

"I didn't know he would come either."

Song Xiangyi was almost speechless: "Then what you thought at the time was, anyway, he's not here, so it doesn't matter what you do?"

……

In the end, Song Xiangyi said, "Selfish." He hugged Xiao Xingche and left.

That's right, Song Qingqiao thought after his head cleared up, indeed he is a selfish ghost, he dared to be angry with Yin Mu for no reason, it was because that person pampered him too much.

"I want to see you." Song Qingqiao called.

Yin Mu hesitated for a while and said, "No."

"Is it really not possible?"

"Not really."

"I'm not feeling well." Song Qingqiao began to sell miserably.

"Where is it uncomfortable?"

"I don't feel well anywhere, dizzy, chest tightness, and I forgot to take my medicine yesterday."

Nonsense, it was obviously Yin Mu who was guarding the medicine he took yesterday.

"At this point, it's time to eat today's food, so hurry up and eat."

"Sorry, I was wrong."

Yin Mu is now standing at the junction of the two high-speed rail carriages. There are women who are screaming in the narrow bathroom with their children in their arms. The uncle who is addicted to cigarettes is smoking secretly at the junction while avoiding everyone's eyes. There are also running up and down. An energetic hip-hop brat.But at that moment, his world seemed to be still, and the noise in his ears was taken away by the draft, only the sentence on the phone: "I'm sorry, it's my fault, come back, I... miss you."

Often people's most sincere feelings are clumsy.

He never doubted the affection Song Qingqiao gave him, never.He knew that it was impossible for two people to get along forever, so he worked very hard to change Song Qingqiao, even a little bit was enough, and he was planning for the future.When he heard this sentence, he thought he had succeeded, or could not be said to be successful, at least a small step towards success.

"I've been in the next county for the past two days, and I'll go back after the clinical observation."

Song Qingqiao was wronged and asked, "Then what should I do?"

"What do I want you to do?"

Yin Mu laughed and said, "I miss you too."

How nice it would be to be together now, to be able to hug and kiss the handsome face... to be able to hug the handsome face and kiss and hug.

On the day she came back, Song Qingqiao went to the high-speed rail station to pick up Yin Mu and rode Lu Hengliang's motorcycle.

"??? Whose?" Yin Mu looked at his suitcase and couldn't fit it.

"Mine, and Lu Mao's." They chipped in and bought them together.

Laugh to death.

"Lao Li, my roommate and I are leaving." Yin Mu waved to Lao Li and Li Chun, and sat on the small suitcase.

"Didn't it say that he had a fight with his roommate two days ago?" Lao Li pushed his glasses.

Li Chun didn't report it: "You still don't understand the friendship of a man?"

Wait a minute.

"Where the hell did you get the money to buy a motorcycle?!"

"My dad's money."

Fortunately, Yin Mu was brainwashed by Xu Huang before, thinking that Song Qingqiao was really not some dude, he had two bank cards and only used the money on one of them, but he was just pretending!Let alone the card that his dad sent money to, it has been saved for so long and there are five, six or seven digits in it!Just use it to buy a motorcycle! ?

"How much is this car? How long ago did you buy it? Do you have a fucking driver's license!?"

"You don't need a driver's license to drive this."

Yep, skipped the first two questions.

"You are driving illegally, do you know that!" Yin Mu had the urge to jump out of the car.

"I know. If you speak louder, the traffic police will come."

All the way home in fear, even though he was wearing a helmet, his brain still hurt from the blowing.As soon as the box was put away at home, Song Qingqiao rushed forward as if in heat, took advantage of her height to hug Yin Mu, and lifted her up high.Before kissing and hugging, he was lifted high.

"Don't, don't, I'm afraid of heights, really." My head almost touched the ceiling.

"Hold on tight, I'll show you something." Song Qingqiao spread his legs and clamped them around his waist, and walked into the room with his butt lifted.

Their bedroom is not very big, but there are not too many things, even if the clothes are scattered, it still looks relatively empty.There is a large bay window, about two meters long. The lights are not turned on in the bedroom, and the curtains are tightly drawn. There are only a few scented lamps to illuminate the whole room, but the light is still very weak.

Immediately, Song Qingqiao turned upside down, lifted Yin Mu who was about to fall, turned around, and there was a huge oil painting leaning against the bay window.

Can vaguely see what is painted by the candlelight, the seaside, the beach, the flower gate, the priest with his eyes closed holding a cross pendant on his chest, and a tall man in a wedding dress holding another tall man in a suit .

The angle of view is from behind, including the guests, and the newcomers are all from the back. Only the old priest has the appearance, with gray and slightly curly hair and beard, closed praying eyes, and a kind smile on his face.

The size of the whole painting is not small, and Yin Mu feels inexplicably familiar when he looks at it.

Song Qingqiao put him down, and he hurried to turn on the light to take a good look at the painting.After lighting it up, the details really stood out. The color used subverted Song Qingqiao's usual style. It was bright and warm. He even painted the dark lines on the priest's clothes in detail.The pure white wedding dress exposed half of the back, and the muscle texture hidden under the floor-sweeping veil looked like a man.It seems that the head is slightly lowered, and there seems to be a thin circle of light around the man in the black suit, standing straight and upright.

Looking down, the "bride" held the arm of the "groom" with one hand, and lifted the long tulle skirt with the other hand. Both of them were barefoot, stepping on the soft sand, as if they could hear them standing in front of the guests. Surrounded by everyone, he swears to the sea not far away: "I am willing."

The author has something to say:

Xiao Yin is always so easy to coax, you still don't understand?

Sure enough, in the eyes of the selfish ghost Song Qingqiao, Yin Mu is an angel, an angel!