bereavement

After singing, Xie Qin didn't get off work, and opened a booth to drink with Sun Yang and the others. This time he was honest and didn't dare to drink too much, for fear that he would fall into the road and be run over by a car when he returned home.

"Who are you looking for?"

Sun Yang glanced at the boy walking behind Xie Qin, and his tone was not very friendly.

Xie Qin turned his head and frowned: "What's the matter with you?"

"..I just miss you, let's come and see you," the boy said with a bit of grievance on his face, "Did you bother brother..."

Sun Yang yelled at him: "Are you a man or a woman? What's your name?"

"Of course it's a boy! My name is Yin Jie." After finishing speaking, he paused, "Who are you?"

When Yin Jie talked to others, his voice was not so weak, and he listened carefully, with a bit of hostility.

"My friend." Xie Qin said.

"Oh, was that the voice on the phone last night?" Yin Jie muttered, "Well...why doesn't it sound like that?"

Before Xie Qin could speak, the phone rang.

"Hi, hello, is Xie Qin?" Opposite was a strange man.

"Ah."

"Do you have time now, please come to the city that never sleeps, brother Jiang is too drunk."

Xie Qin snorted, "None of my business."

The other side hesitated: "He...has been saying your name."

"so."

"Come and pick him up, we really can't persuade you anymore." The man sighed.

"What do I use to pick it up?" Xie Qin said nastyly, "On two legs? Carry it back? Shame on you."

After he finished speaking, he immediately hung up the phone, Yin Jie squeezed his shoulder from behind, and coaxed: "Brother, don't be angry, what's the matter?"

The phone rang again.

Xie Qin answered in seconds, feeling inexplicably agitated: "Fuck you."

"..."

Yin Jie leaned over quietly, leaned close to the phone, and asked softly, "Brother, should I continue to pinch my shoulders?"

A notification sound came from the handset, and the other party hung up.

Xie Qin threw away the phone, fell back on the sofa, his whole body seemed drained, covered his eyes with one hand, and did not speak again.

Jiang Yanyu looked at the phone with a black screen, expressionless.

However, the hand holding the wine bottle has stretched veins, protruding joints, and white fingertips.

Friends around him kept comforting him, but he couldn't hear any sound.

Jiang Yanyu has been thinking these days whether he has lost Xie Qin.

The moment he hung up the phone just now, he suddenly had an answer.

Only what has been obtained is eligible to talk about losing. Xie Qin was never his.

He grew up with Xie Qin from the age of 12 to 19, and waited for Xie Qin to be released from prison for 4 years.

Xie Qin is getting taller day by day, he is getting older day by day, from 23 in his prime to 34 now.

For 11 years, I couldn't warm up this cold-blooded snake.

Jiang Yanyu turned on the phone, and the boy on the lock screen lit up, wearing a hat and earphones, with thin lips pursed into a line, withdrawn and indifferent, like a ghost wandering the streets.

He rubbed the boy's face with his fingertips, very lightly, very lightly.

Xie Qin, Xie Qin, please give me a little response.

I feel like I can't take it anymore.

"Move away." Xie Qin said coldly, not hiding any disgust.

"..I'm sorry..." Yin Jie withdrew his hand on his shoulder, "...Brother, I'm sorry...I made you angry again, didn't I..."

Xie Qin didn't look at him for a second from the beginning to the end, and the feeling of irritability in his heart was getting stronger and stronger. He lit a cigarette and tried his best to suppress his emotions.

"Xie Qin," Sun Yang tentatively said, "Why don't you... just go over there and have a look. Actually, I want you to have an attitude over there."

"Brother, you go, I will accompany you." Yin Jie said.

"Don't go," Sun Yang lowered his face, "What's none of your business?"

Yin Jie pouted, and raised her voice: "If brother goes, it's none of my business."

"You're not an adult yet," Sun Yang held back his temper, "have some face and don't meddle in other people's affairs."

Yin Jie: "No."

"You say it again?"

"I don't, I don't, I don't."

Sun Yang stood up abruptly, "What the hell are you doing to Xiaosan and Lao Tzu?"

The brother next to him hurriedly grabbed his arm to persuade him to fight. His voice was quite loud, and the guests at the next table all looked at them. Sun Yang was worried that he was Xie Qin's friend and could not ruin Xie Qin's reputation, so he suppressed his anger forcefully.