Heart distance

The other party's sudden and unexpected question made Han Ziqi lose his mind for a moment.He quickly turned his chin to avoid looking, "I don't know what you're talking about."

The man also realized that the topic was inappropriate. Seeing that Han Ziqi was no longer struggling, he let go of him and stood up, and stretched out his hand to pull him up.

Han Ziqi, who was lying on the floor, didn't appreciate it. He completely ignored the hands hanging in the air, stood up with his arms propped up, and turned on the light in the bedroom by the way.

In the rectangular space he was in, the warm light projected a pale orange light. Han Ziqi followed the light source and looked at the man. There were blood stains on the bridge of his nose and browbones, and his eyes were still clear and bright.

"Who are you?" Han Ziqi asked.

"Your question is awesome." The man looked relaxed, and he sat astride the chair, "I also want to know who I am."

"Amnesia?" Han Ziqi casually mentioned.

The man put his hands on the back of the chair casually, shrugged, "Who knows."

"However, when you took my clothes off, didn't you just peek at my figure and didn't find anything to prove my identity?"

Han Ziqi didn't pay attention to those silly jokes, and pointed to the bedside table, "It's all there."

"That's a pity, I should have lost my memory." The man in front of him glanced at the table, as indifferent as a third person listening to a story.He casually picked up the unopened perfume on the table, opened the package and sprayed a little on his wrist, "Not bad, this bottle of limited edition perfume is still there."

Han Ziqi just thought this person was unreasonable, he didn't even know his own name, but he still remembered a bottle of perfume.

The breath of perfume blows along the half-open window sill and blows around Han Ziqi's nasal cavity.He didn't understand these things, and he wasn't interested, but the light citrus aroma covered up the bloody smell left on the man's body, at least for now, he didn't think he was annoying.

Han Ziqi was not interested in wasting time with this person, so he opened the door, "Leave from my house tomorrow."

Without waiting for the other party to reply, he closed the door and left.

The line of sight stayed in front of the closed door for a moment, and the eyes of the man in the room gradually dimmed.

He lowered his eyes, held the glass bottle of the perfume tightly in his palm, and gently rubbed the rounded edges with his fingertips.

He put down the perfume, took out an ID card from the crack of the bed, and broke off the ID card one by one with no expression on his face, until it couldn't be broken anymore.

The man picked up the blood-stained paper on the table and held it up to the light...

After coming out of the next room, Han Ziqi went to the bathroom, and wiped the chin, wrist, and left ankle that the man touched just now with a disinfectant wipe back and forth many times.Then I threw the cotton T-shirt I just put on into the bucket, and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

When he came out again, he saw the man standing at the door of the bathroom.

Han Ziqi took half a step on his hind legs and said cautiously: "What are you doing?"

"As long as you can take a shower, I can't?" The man moved half a step forward and approached him, "If I wasn't afraid of your embarrassment, I would just go in and take a shower with you."

"How about it, do you want to take a shower with brother next time?" The man's face was full of the expression of watching a drama.

Han Ziqi heard the meaning of the other party's intentional molestation, and didn't want to have the same experience with him, "Crazy."

After dropping the last three words, Han Ziqi returned to his room.

A man's voice came from behind, "Child, do you know that your ears are red?"

Back in the room, Han Ziqi leaned his back against the door panel and raised his hand to touch it. He wondered if it was because he had just taken a shower. At this time, his earlobe was still slightly cool to the touch.

Out of guilty conscience, he turned on the front camera of the phone, but the pinna in the video was still very white.

Not red at all.

been played.

Seeing Han Ziqi return to the room, the man turned around and went to the bathroom, and flushed the fragments of his ID card into the toilet.

He came to the mirror and looked at himself in it, pale and tired.

She has long since lost the appearance she had when she teased the children just now, everything is hidden in the dark eyes.

He undressed and went to the shower.

Han Ziqi put his mobile phone on the table, turned off the lamp and was about to lie down when the door of the room rang.

Consciously bored, he got up and opened the door. The man's dark brown hair didn't seem to have been brushed much, and the water dripped down his forehead to his bare chest. This man was only wrapped in a white bath towel.

"What are you doing?" Han Ziqi looked away from the man's neck.

"Do you want to sleep with my brother?" The man raised his eyebrows, teasing intentionally, "I slept soundly with my arms around."

Han Ziqi didn't even bother to say anything, he just closed the door.

Just because he is sick.

The door was pushed open by the man's arm, "Okay, I won't tease you, let me borrow some clothes."

"Wear my brother's."

"To be honest, your brother's aesthetics are mediocre." The man continued to support the door panel to prevent it from closing, his eyes stopped on Han Ziqi's soft cotton T-shirt, "Your one is not bad, it's the type I like."

"Crazy." Han Ziqi slammed the door hard.

But the man still didn't give up, and shouted outside the door: "Hey kid, if you don't get me clothes, I can only ask your brother to help me. But I think your brother is snoring quite loudly now, I don't know Is he waking up?"

After finishing speaking, the man leisurely leaned against the opposite door frame.Within a minute, the door opened again, and Han Ziqi handed him the two clothes in his hand.

"Thanks." The man took the clothes with his mouth raised, and glanced at them, "Where's the underwear?"

Han Ziqi pinched his eyebrows, forced himself to calm down, and closed the door again.

"Last time." When he appeared in front of the man again, he was still holding a pair of light gray underwear with black trim in his hand, and handed it to him, "New ones."

The man took a look at it and clicked his tongue, "It's too small, next time remember that I'm one size bigger than you."

The next day, when Han Ziqi woke up, the man was already sitting at the dining table, having breakfast and chatting with his brother.

"This bread is so delicious. It's the first time I've eaten such delicious bread at such a young age. Brother Jun, you are so amazing." People who are aggressive and shameless are very different.

Han Sijun was very happy, scratched his head in embarrassment, "The benefactor's brother likes to eat, I will make it for the benefactor's brother every day from now on."

"How can I do that? I can't get something for nothing. I will work with you in the future so that you won't have to work so hard." The man looked considerate and kind.

Han Sijun quickly waved his hand, "No, no, brother likes to do this. I don't need the help of my benefactor brother, my brother likes it."

"But... the benefactor's younger brother doesn't even remember his name, and the benefactor's younger brother has no name." Han Sijun looked worried, "It's so pitiful."

"Then how about you pick one up for me?"

"But my brother is stupid and doesn't know how to name him."

"So, do you have a favorite ancient poem?"

"Yes, yes! I like this." Han Sijun raised his hand excitedly like a child eager to answer the teacher's question: "There are pine trees on the Tingting Mountain, and a stroke in the Sese Valley."

"What a coincidence, I like this sentence too." The man smiled and said, "Then how about I call him Han Tingsong from now on?"

"Han Tingsong, brother Tingsong." Han Sijun applauded excitedly, "Our surname is Han, I like it, I like it!"

"Don't share our last name." Han Ziqi came over and said sarcastically, "We have nothing to do with you."

"Who has the same surname as you, can't my surname be Leng Han?"

Han Ziqi no longer knew him as well, sat directly opposite this man named Han Tingsong, took a sip of milk, "I'll trouble you to leave before I get home at night."

"Brother Ziqi, don't you want me?" Han Tingsong was still holding the half piece of bread his brother just handed over, looking at him pitifully.

Han Ziqi only felt that this man was sick.

Han Tingsong turned to pull the stool closer to his brother, grabbing his brother's arm, "What about Brother Jun, I don't know anyone except you now, and your brother will abandon me, where will I go in the future?"

"Brother Ting Song will live here, and he doesn't need to go anywhere."

Han Ziqi pressed his forehead to calm down, "Brother, this person is obviously abnormal and cannot stay in our house."

"Brother Jun, your younger brother says I'm abnormal." Han Tingsong looked bullied.

"Brother Tingsong is normal, and brother Tingsong is a good person." With less than a minute's interval, his brother burst into tears, "My brother won't let brother Tingsong stay at home. My brother lost a friend. My brother is so sad."

Seeing his brother crying, Han Ziqi patiently comforted his brother for a long time before he calmed down.

Han Ziqi doesn't care about the whole world, but his brother's crying makes him upset, "Okay, I'm going to be late, I'll talk about it when I get back."

Han Ziqi turned to look at Han Tingsong, who was drinking milk leisurely, and warned, "Stay at home and don't act rashly."

"My brother is working hard at school, walk slowly!"

When Han Ziqi came to the class, there was no one in the classroom.

As soon as he sat down, Chang Qi at the same table came over with his mobile phone, "Dashuai Han, you are so awesome, you have been put on the post again."

Han Ziqi ignored Chang Qi's topic, but frowned and looked at the distance between the two of them.

"Okay, okay, I'll point back. You need to be cured of your stinky problem, why don't you keep doing this." Chang Qi moved his body to the side, "No, what I said just now seems to be Something very important?"

Han Ziqi took out a CET-[-] vocabulary book to memorize, "Shut up if you forget."

Chang Qi understood Han Ziqi's character very well, and he didn't take his indifference seriously at all, and slapped his forehead, "Oh shit, I remembered, just the thing about you dating that girl last night exploded on the forum."

"Are you fucking in a relationship? Damn, I just found out that you like this kind of type." Chang Qi said while flipping through his phone, "But this girl is really good-looking and rich. Although I don’t really understand it, but I read the reply and said that the Lolita dress she was wearing sold for tens of thousands of yuan.”

"Hey, Dashuai Han, tell me the truth, are you the one who loves her or her money?"

"I don't know what you're talking about." Han Ziqi continued to recite the fourth-level words.

"Don't pretend to be stupid, the photos on the Internet are clearly taken. Did you know that the place where you two were dating last night was Queqiao? As long as you confess your love on that bridge, you will be able to get married."

"No date." The other party's words upset Han Ziqi.

"It's boring if you're fucking hiding from me. You both held hands and you still dare to tell me you're not on a date?" Chang Qi was annoyed. I'm afraid this isn't the first time you've held a girl's hand, right? Tell me, how do you feel?"

Han Ziqi finally couldn't take it anymore and closed the book, "Who told you that we held hands?"

"There are pictures and the truth, you can't fool anyone." Chang Qi pointed at the screen.

Han Ziqi looked down at the phone screen.

The author has something to say:

Student Han will probably continue to be "harassed" by others. Why are there always people so shameless?sigh.