Cub, don't come out of the closet! [Entertainment]

Qi Tu returned to the office, sat down at the desk, and never calmed down.

He kept looking at his phone, WeChat, and QQ.

At six o'clock, Duo Lizhi brought him a meal, but he didn't have much appetite and didn't even open the lunch box.

At eight o'clock he called Qu Jingshan, but there was no answer.He called Nie Mingyi again, and the other party said, "I'll be back soon."

As a result, it was past ten o'clock, and no one was seen.

Can't wait any longer.

He took the car keys and planned to go out to find someone.As soon as he reached the elevator, Nie Mingyi came out with the help of a drunk Qu Jingshan.

Qi Tu almost had a cerebral hemorrhage with anger: "I told you that he has an event tomorrow! Why did you let him drink?! Didn't you say you would take good care of him?!"

Bert, who was working overtime, heard the sound and ran out in a hurry. He took Qu Jingshan from the boss and carried him to Qi Tu's office.

"The bosses are too enthusiastic," Nie Mingyi followed behind, with an embarrassed expression on his face. "Everyone likes him very much. When we reach a strategic cooperation, we will definitely push him hard."

On this day, all the anger piled up to the peak, and Qi Tu couldn't control his emotions anymore, and couldn't help but yelled at Nie Mingyi: "I told you! My artist don't drink with me! Why did you let him drink?" How much?"

Bert carried Qu Jingshan into the rest room of Qi Tu's office and put him on the bed.

Nie Mingyi's words flickered: "It's not much... This guy can't drink well, so I don't dare to let him drink too much."

Qi Tu took a deep breath, and Bert knew that this was a sign of his anger, so he quickly stood between the two of them: "Boss, if there is nothing wrong, you can go back first, just leave it to us here."

"I don't want to do this either," Nie Mingyi passed him, looked at Qi Tu and said, "As long as his public opinion is better, I can't bear to let him work so hard. You see, I have never let Niannian drink with others like this before. Am I right."

After finishing speaking, he patted Bert on the shoulder: "Then I'm leaving. Work hard and take good care of him."

When he left, Bert hurriedly poured a glass of cold water for Qi Tu and stuffed it into his hand.

Qi Tu was holding the cup, his hands were shaking all the time.

Bert stretched out his hand and stroked his back: "Calm down, boss, don't get so angry, it's not worth it for this kind of person! Whenever you do it alone, we will go with you immediately."

Qi Tu tried his best to control his emotions.

He raised his head and finished drinking the glass of water, then walked to the bed, leaned over to look at the drunk Qu Jingshan, and asked nervously, "Did they do anything bad to you?"

Qu Jingshan blushed and stared blankly at him with blurred eyes.

"It's time to get off work," Qi Tu turned to Bert and said, "You should hurry home and rest."

Bert looked at Qu Jingshan on the bed.

"I'm fine by myself." Qi Tu smiled at him, and then handed him the car keys, "It may not be easy to take a taxi in the rain, you drive my car back."

"Alright then," Bert took the car keys, "see you tomorrow."

After he left, Qi Tu originally wanted to take off Qu Jingshan's alcohol-smelling clothes and wipe him off.But after thinking about it, he didn't move him. He still planned to wait for the other party to wake up before talking.

He sat on the sofa, tried his best to calm down his mood, and then let himself go to let his emotions down.

After a while, Qu Jingshan got up suddenly, rushed to the bathroom, knelt by the toilet and vomited faintly.Qi Tu followed him in, handed him water, and patted him on the back.After he finished vomiting, he helped him up again and sent him back to bed.Feed him some hot water.

Qu Jingshan vomited so exhausted that he raised his arms to cover his eyes.

Qi Tu leaned over and held his face: "Baby, did they touch you?"

Qu Jingshan shook his head with difficulty.

"Really?" Qi Tu looked into his eyes, "If there is, you must tell me. Don't be embarrassed."

Qu Jingshan shook his head again, then fell asleep.Only then did Qi Tu take off his stinky clothes, wipe him briefly with a hot towel, and then tuck him into the bed.

Then, he sat on the bed and looked at him, Nie Mingyi's words echoed in his mind——

"One of your speeches may save many people and give countless people who have been subjected to cyber violence a chance to breathe..."

"As long as his public opinion is better, I can't bear to let him work so hard..."

After a while, he sighed helplessly, walked outside lightly, closed the door of the rest room, turned off all the lights in the office, then sat down at the desk and turned on the computer.

The cold white light from the screen illuminates Qi Tu's face.

He logged into Weibo, swiped the mouse, and routinely clicked on all unread private messages of the day.

In the silent office, there is only the sound of the mouse.

After reading all his private messages, he switched to Qu Jingshan's account and checked his message box.

On this day, in Qu Jingshan's private mailbox, countless people mentioned Qi Tu, and many messages had already been opened by Qu Jingshan.

The netizen "Tutu's Little Confusion" asked Qu Jingshan to die three days ago, but today he sent a few [poor] emojis, and private messaged him: "Please go and accompany Tutu! He must be sad and lonely today QAQ”

Netizen "McDull, Maidou" sent Qu Jingshan a private message "fake biss" for ten consecutive days, and said to him today: "I saw Hei Tutu's post in the anonymous area, it's too suffocating! Why are those people so cheap?! Tutu’s mother has already left because of cyber violence, I don’t want him to suffer too [crying loudly]. Go and comfort him! Give him a hug!”

The netizen "lopupcs" ​​sent Qu Jingshan a series of pictures of wreaths and ghost pictures yesterday, and said to him today: "Why do those bitches force Tutu to express his opinion? Internet violence is terrible!! I feel so distressed [crying loudly], Is our Tutu okay? Can you go to accompany him? Talk to him about work and divert his attention. Don't let him go online today! Please!"

……

There are too many, too many such people.

Divisive, absurd, ridiculous.

At three o'clock in the morning, Qi Tu finished counting all the unread messages.He took off his glasses, leaned back on the seat tiredly, raised his head, and blinked vigorously.

After a few minutes, he pulled himself together, put his glasses back on, put his hands on the keyboard, and started editing Weibo.

At 03:30, Qu Jingshan was awakened by the notification sound of Weibo's special shutdown.

He opened his eyes in a daze, took a few minutes to find his mobile phone on the table, and then saw Qi Tu posting a post.

[@琼木V: Thank you for remembering my mother and caring for me.

This microblog has been deleted, deleted, modified, and I really don’t know how to say it... To say something that may hurt the public’s emotions, I actually don’t quite understand why yesterday turned into a large-scale online mourning event, just like I’m not very good at I understand why my mother was so horribly attacked and abused during her lifetime.

I don't know what everyone was cursing before, and I don't know what everyone is mourning now.

Every year at this time, countless people urge me to express my opinion and force me to speak out. I don't know what position I need to express, what voice I need to make, and I don't know what it is useful for.

If I express my opinion and speak out, is it really useful?

I just want to ask everyone to stop bothering my colleagues and friends. Don’t just turn around and ask them to accompany me to comfort me after scolding them. It’s really too funny.

If you really miss my mother so much, if you really want to see me express my opinion, then I would like to say——

Please be nice to the living, thank you. 】

After this post, Qu Jingshan saw that Qi Tu liked Nie Mingyi's Weibo.

In the past nine years, Nie Mingyi has always regularly posted Weibo in mourning for Qi Ningyu, earning a lot of goodwill from Qi Ningyu's fans.

Seeing this, he seemed to understand something.

Qu Jingshan raised his arm, knocked on his head, and then quietly got out of bed, wanting to go out to find someone.

Then, he saw Qi Tu through the crack of the door.

In the dark office, Qi Tu sat at the glass table by the window, silently eating the matcha souffle that Qu Jingshan bought for him during the day.

He ate half of the soufflé.

The soufflé that has been cold for a long time.

The lights in the opposite building shone from a distance, depicting his lonely figure.He was still holding his mobile phone in his left hand, looking at the screen while eating.It may be dealing with things, or it may be reading comments from netizens.

Qu Jingshan raised his hand, hesitating whether to push the door and go out.

After contemplating for a while, he returned to the bed lightly, lying face outward, looking at the door.

A few minutes later, Qi Tu came.

He took off his shoes outside the door, walked in silently, put down his water glass, squatted down beside the bed, first glanced at Qu Jingshan, and then carefully opened the door of the bedside table with the key.

In order not to wake up the person on the bed, he unscrewed the cap of the big bottle with extremely slow movements, then reached in and grabbed a handful of pills.

He was about to feed the medicine into his mouth when a roar came from his ear.

"Nie Mingyi!!"

Drunk Qu Jingshan flicked it like a corpse.

Qi Tu was so frightened that all the pills in his hand fell to the ground.

He hurriedly turned his head to look at Qu Jingshan, only to see that the other party closed his eyes and shouted indistinctly: "Boss bastard... my sister-in-law ran away... hard-earned money! Return my hard-earned money!"

While talking, he still struggled to get up and hit someone: "Bastard! Beat you to death... Pay me back my hard-earned money!"

In the middle of the night... What kind of drunken madness.Qi Tu was quite helpless.He stopped him, pressed him on the bed, and didn't let him go out: "Hey, go to sleep, go to sleep."

Qu Jingshan was not forgiving, twisting and turning there.In order to subdue him, Qi Tu exerted all his strength, and soon broke out in a sweat, and the melancholy and sadness in his heart was also disturbed, replaced by the desire to beat someone.

In the end, he was somehow dragged to the bed by the other party and locked in his arms.

"Sleep," Qu Jingshan let out a drunken laugh, resting his chin on his head, patting him on the back, singing intermittently, "Little white rabbit, be good... sleep quickly, I want to come in..."

Qi Tu: "..."

This is confusing the little white rabbit with a lullaby.

Qu Jingshan's clothes were stripped off by him earlier, and now his face was forced to bury him in the other's strong chest.The faint alcohol smell mixed with the clean and pleasant smell of the boy's skin penetrated into his nostrils. The smell was too strong, and he couldn't stand it, his face became hot uncontrollably.

He struggled a few times and wanted to get out, but the other party hugged him even tighter.

The two pushed each other, twisted into a ball, and in the constant friction...something happened.

Qu Jingshan backed away in a hurry, Qi Tu felt something was wrong, so he stopped struggling, and then said in a helpless tone in the darkness——

"Brother, I'm taking vitamin tablets, not sleeping pills."