Heart distance

Han Ziqi's eyes fell back to Han Tingsong's lips, longing and crazy.

"Are you nervous?" Han Tingsong slammed into his chest with the echo from the empty room.

Han Ziqi pursed his lips and didn't answer.

He held his breath, hooked Han Tingsong's neck, raised his feet slightly and approached his lips.

The boiling temperature in the bottom of my heart spreads along the tip of the tongue until it touches the upper lip with the taste of strawberries.

Nervous enough to tremble, crazy enough to suffocate.

Han Tingsong licked the lips he had touched, and gently touched his earlobe, "Is it sweet?"

Han Ziqi's eyes stopped on the other's open and closed lips, "It's, it's okay."

Han Tingsong lowered his head, supported his chin with his fingertips, "Kid, close your eyes."

Afterwards, Han Tingsong covered his eyes with his hands.

When Han Ziqi opened it again, Han Tingsong had already left in front of him, and was dragged a few meters away by several bloody zombies who couldn't tell the difference between male and female.

Han Ziqi, who desperately stepped forward to stop him, was blocked by a closed fence gate.

A harsh and horrifying cry came from the loudspeaker, "If you want to save your companions and survive, try to find a way out."

"Good luck!"

She tried her best, tried her best, and didn't even want to lose face, just wanted to have a little more private interaction with that person.

Obviously everything went according to the way he expected, but he met a few NPCs who didn't know what to do or what to do.

Han Ziqi clenched his fists tightly, becoming angry from embarrassment.

Without Han Tingsong by his side, he was no longer interested in being a frightened little sheep, so he unlocked the brainless Sudoku combination lock on the door in 3 minutes.

On the other side of the fence gate, in half-dark conditions, there were at least twenty or so zombies, waiting for him to come over.

Han Ziqi didn't even give him a chance to hesitate, he crushed the half of the strawberry candy in his mouth, clutching the jacket that Han Tingsong hadn't had time to put on, and said to a zombie who was about to walk towards him : "If you don't want to break your hand, stay away from me."

"I have no time to waste time with you guys." Han Ziqi's tone was impersonal.

After the first two NPCs with newborn calves failed to scare Han Ziqi, whispers from the staff came from behind.

"Damn it, that guy is crazy, he's fucking serious."

"That kid without costume, stay away from him, he might be a lunatic, be careful to be beaten to death by him."

It took Han Ziqi less than 10 minutes from the fence gate to the last door. He unlocked the last combination lock and pushed open the door.

Han Ziqi's back was stiff, and his red eyes froze in place.

The scene in front of him made him feel extremely uncomfortable, and he wished he could turn around and leave.

"Child, you are faster than I imagined." Han Tingsong lay on the hospital bed, his hands and feet were tied sprawled to the edge of the wire bed, and he looked relaxed.

However, he was half naked, covered with bloody handprints, especially the most obvious positions of the chest muscles and abdominal muscles, and it was not made by one person.

"Don't be dazed, help me untie it."

Han Ziqi ignored him, looked around, and took out the virus strain needed to complete the mission from the freezer on the left, "You figure out how to do it yourself."

"Hey, I can't solve it myself, hurry up and stop making trouble."

What can't be untied? With his skill, it is impossible to be tied up.

"If you don't help me untie it, zombies will come over in a while."

Han Ziqi, who walked a few meters away, held the handcuff key, took a deep breath, and returned to the room.

He still couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, "Why don't you hide."

"Hiding for what?" The untied Han Tingsong sat on the bed, moving his handcuffed wrists a little.

"You are playing seven dan in Sanda, they can't control you at all."

"Child, what are you thinking." Han Tingsong scratched the bridge of his nose, "This is a game, but it's not real. It's someone else's job, and we can't cooperate if we spend all the money."

Han Tingsong said: "If it's real zombies, I guarantee they won't even have their heads left."

"So you just..." Han Ziqi clenched his teeth.

"Just what?" Han Ting looked at him with loose lips.

"Just let someone touch it casually?" Han Ziqi looked at the bloody handprints on the man's body, and was so annoyed to death.

"They met me by accident when they kidnapped me." Han Tingsong lowered his head and looked at him, "So, are you jealous?"

"Are you annoying?" Han Ziqi stood up and turned his back, not wanting to talk to him anymore.

"Okay, give me your clothes first."

"Wear your own clothes." Han Ziqi said fiercely, "You are so dirty now, you don't deserve to wear my clothes."

"When my clothes were taken away just now, I don't know where I left them." Han Tingsong said indifferently, "Then I'll just be naked. If I'm touched again later, I can't help it. Who told me to have no clothes?" wear it!"

annoying!

When Han Tingsong came to his senses, the boy's coat that smelled like strawberry bath liquid had already covered his head.

The two of them cleared the customs completely, and when they came out with the poisonous strain, Wang Ming and his girlfriend had been waiting at the door for a long time.

Wang Ming squatted on one side, his head slumped, his whole body was covered in blood, and he hadn't recovered from the fear.

His girlfriend was bloodstained all over her body, her face was pale, and she was trembling beside her.The duo reportedly collapsed midway, ending the match prematurely.

About half an hour later, Chang Qi and Li Zeran were also led out by the staff.The two failed to complete the task within the stipulated time, declaring the game a failure.

Han Ziqi heard Chang Qi yelling from a long distance, "Damn it, I swear I'll never play this game again in my life, it's really scary."

Chang Qi, who came out of the secret room, saw the poisonous strain props placed in front of the table, and admired him sincerely, "I'm sorry, Marshal Han is still awesome. If we had known, we would have formed a separate group. The little dwarf and I really couldn't do it. How dare the two of you It's a pity that two top players are in one group."

Han Tingsong looked at him, smiled, and said nothing.

"Oh, Mr. Han, your clothes." Chang Qi said, stepped forward and slightly pulled his shirt twice.

Han Ting pulled the zipper down so that he could clearly see the bloody handprints on his chest.

"You said it's fine if we get all bloody, why don't you even have any clothes?" Chang Qi looked at the show, "No wonder you are so fast, dare you betray your lust to seduce a female zombie?"

Chang Qi was panicked, and hurried to Han Ziqi's side, "I'm sorry, Dashuai Han, you can't..."

"Your chastity..."

"I don't." Han Ziqi twitched his lips, "He didn't either."

"Oh, then I'm relieved." Chang Qi looked at his spotless white shirt.

"Who says I don't have one? There is a little zombie trying to mess with me." Han Ting held his chin loosely and raised his eyebrows at Han Ziqi, "Child, don't you think so?"

"Grass, is your sect really so exciting?" Chang Qi became interested, and sat in front of Han Tingsong waiting to listen to the gossip, "Let me tell you quickly, how did you plot, how did you go wrong?"

"Are you going?" Han Ziqi didn't want to stay here for another second.

"Wait, don't leave." The staff in the secret room stopped them, "Pay the fine first, two hundred."

"Why?" Chang Qi scratched his head.

"Your companion, you injured two of our NPCs." The staff looked at Han Ziqi, and took out the agreement signed before entering the secret room, "Here, it says that if you cause unnecessary harm to an NPC, you will be fined one yuan." It ranges from one hundred yuan to five hundred yuan."

"The two staff members were not seriously injured, and we don't overcharge them, but at least we have to give the staff some compensation."

"Dashuai Han, did you eat gunpowder today?" Chang Qi was dumbfounded, "You actually hurt someone?"

Han Ziqi pinched the bridge of his nose and said regretfully, "On impulse."

He was about to go forward to pay the fine, but Han Tingsong preempted him, "I'll do it, after all, I'm also at fault for this matter."

Han Ziqi: "..."

annoying.

Three days before Han Tingsong's birthday, Han Ziqi received a text message from the courier to sign for it.

It was a birthday present for Han Ting Song.

Han Ziqi happened to be outside when the receipt message came, so he hurried home and rummaged in the living room.

Han Tingsong, who was on the phone outside the window sill, saw him, "What are you looking for?"

Han Ziqi's heart trembled, worried that the gift would be seen by the person in advance, "You...have you signed for the package today?"

"Signed."

His heart skipped a beat.

"I'm afraid your brother will dismantle it because he thinks it's rare, so I put it in your study."

"Well, thanks." Han Ziqi quickly ran to the study.

Han Ziqi seldom enters this room, and it is usually used by Han Ting Song.

Han Ziqi walked into the room, on the desk was Han Tingsong's usual laptop.Han Ziqi looked for the package and glanced at the computer desktop. He paused and was about to look back, but the monitor jumped to the screen saver page.

Han Ziqi's heart was beating fast, he swallowed his throat, walked slowly to the computer desk, was about to shake the mouse, but someone grabbed his wrist, "Your things are there."

"En." Han Ziqi slipped out of his hands, came to the bookshelf, picked up the package and left.

The gift was placed on his desk, Han Ziqi carefully opened the express, and the beautifully packaged box appeared in front of him.

Han Ziqi wanted to open it to see what was inside, but if he opened it now, the carefully crafted packaging would be destroyed.

Su Sen sent him photos and videos long before the items were packaged to ensure that there were no problems with the items.

Although he and Su Sen had never met, the trust in his heart came from the bottom of his heart.

Only three days left, no rush today.

At almost the same time, Han Ziqi received a call from Su Sen, "Xiao Han, have you received the gift?"

"Well, I got it."

"I remember, his birthday is three days later?"

"Hmm." Han Ziqi was inexplicably nervous.

"Have you decided what to say to him?" Su Sen asked.

Han Ziqi squeezed the metal frame of the phone, "Just... happy birthday."

Su Sen on the other end of the phone laughed, "Boy, you put so much effort into it, are you willing to just say happy birthday?"

"Then what else can I say?" Han Ziqi asked knowingly, but he really didn't have the courage.

"Want to hear a story?"

"Ah."

"The girl has a childhood friend who grew up together. When she was 17 years old, she realized that she liked boys, but the boys at that time were too good, with good grades and singing, and there were always countless opposite sexes around him. , she herself is just the most inconspicuous existence among the many girls who like him."

"At that time, the girl comforted herself, wait a little longer, and confess to him when she is good enough. The girl followed in the boy's footsteps and worked hard to learn and grow. Together with him, she was admitted to the best music academy in the country and studied Same profession."

"But the poor girl told herself, no, I have to wait a little longer. The boys are even better now. Only when I get better can I be worthy of him."

Su Sen continued: "Girls work hard every day so that they can be closer to boys."

"Until the age of 20, the girl who finally made up her mind to confess her love to the boy received the news that the other party died in a car accident."

Han Ziqi's body trembled slightly, his throat felt astringent.

"Later, the boy's parents gave some of his relics to the girl." Su Sen on the other end of the phone breathed a sigh of relief, "There are more than 1000 love letters. From the age of 17, the boy wrote one every day, and wrote a whole Three years."

"Every letter expresses his love for the girl. The boy in the letter is like her, like an idiot, hesitating every day on how to express his love to the girl, and always worrying that he is not good enough. Comfort yourself, wait a minute, then Wait a minute."

"But for three full years, even if any one of them is willing to speak up, maybe the ending will not be like today."

Su Sen asked him, "Tell me, is this girl an idiot?"

Han Ziqi hesitated to speak, "This girl is..."

"It's me!"

Even though Han Ziqi had predicted the result in advance, it was still unavoidable to be bitter when he said it from the mouth of the person involved.

"Sister Su Sen, you..."

"Okay, you are so stupid, so you don't need to do everything possible to comfort me." Su Sen said with a smile: "It's been so many years, I've already thought about it."

"I'm telling you this, I just hope you can see your true heart clearly, don't hesitate, and don't let yourself regret it."

"Well, I see. Thank you, Miss Su Sen."

"Okay, although we haven't met, I really treat you as a younger brother, so don't be so polite."

"Well, I will work hard and not let you down."

"Okay." Su Sen smiled on the other end of the phone, "Then I wish you the best of luck, let's go further with him, come on."

"Ah."

"When I go to your place to play in August, remember to call him together." Su Sen said, "Actually, I'm curious, what kind of person would make such a cold you willing to pay so much attention."

"He must be a very good man."

Han Ziqi pressed the tip of his tongue against his chin, but couldn't stop the fever in his ears, "Actually, not really, he...is quite annoying."

Su Sen couldn't help laughing, "Okay, stop being duplicity, we'll see each other in August."

"Okay, see you soon."

The morning before Han Tingsong's birthday, Han Ziqi passed by his room and saw him fiddling with the buttons of his suit shirt in front of the closet.

Han Ziqi stopped at the door, "Why are you wearing this today?"

"To be a referee, you must wear formal clothes."

"Oh."

"Come here, do me a favor." Han Ting hooked his hands loosely.

"What are you doing?" Han Ziqi walked in as he said.

"Can you wear a tie?"

"will not."

"I'll teach you." Han Tingsong said, pulling out a tie to demonstrate to the boy.

Han Ziqi got started very quickly, and after two trials, he was already very proficient.

He glanced at the man in the suit and leather shoes intentionally or unintentionally, and said in a sour tone, "You're going to be in the limelight again with your clothes like this today."

Han Tingsong rubbed the young man who had just woken up and still had short curly hair. He smiled lightly and said, "There are many people who saw me in a suit, but there was only one who gave me a tie."

The young man pinched the edge of the tie tightly and pressed his lips tightly, but he was annoyed that he didn't have the courage to look up into his eyes.

Han Ting held his wrist slowly and let it go, "Okay, I'm going to be late."

"When will you come back?" Han Ziqi worried, "Will it be past zero?"

After zero o'clock, the birthday time is over.

"What are you thinking? The game is over in the afternoon, and I have to go home for dinner tonight." Han Tingsong turned to look at him, "By the way, I want to drink astragalus beef tripe soup tonight, and ask your brother to cook a bowl for me Bar."

"Well, then you should come back early."

"Okay, see you tonight."

Han Ziqi looked at his back as he left, and took out his phone to send a text message to his brother.

Han Ziqi: Brother, someone wants to drink astragalus and tripe soup, come back early tonight and boil it for him.

Han Sijun: Received!

After get off work, Han Sijun returned home with the dinner ingredients he had bought, and hurried to the kitchen to make soup for Han Tingsong.

As soon as Han Sijun approached the kitchen, he slapped his thigh with sweat profusely, "Oh!"

"What's wrong?" Han Ziqi was about to come out to help his brother make soup.

"Brother is wrong. My brother forgot to buy astragalus. I need astragalus to make soup for brother Ting Song." Han Sijun changed his shoes and hurried out.

"I'll go." Han Ziqi stopped him, "Brother, go get ready first."

Downstairs there is a Chinese pharmacy. Astragalus is easy to buy, and it takes less than 10 minutes to go back and forth.

Han Ziqi passed by the convenience store downstairs and took two lollipops at the door, one was orange flavor that his brother liked, and the other was strawberry flavor.

After coming out of the supermarket, Han Ziqi walked into the Chinese pharmacy next door, "Please get me a couple of astragalus."

"The astragalus is gone." The pharmacy clerk was busy packing up the herbs, "One of them was all sold out just now, you can buy it elsewhere."

Han Ziqi looked at the time. It was not yet six o'clock, and it took about an hour to cook the soup. There was still time, so he walked to another house.

That pharmacy is only 10 minutes away from his home.

Han Ziqi bought astragalus, and was about to cross the road with a medicine bag, when he saw a child holding a ball, ignoring the red light in front, and rushing recklessly into the middle of the road.

"Be careful!" Han Ziqi grabbed the child.

The child was safe and sound, and the ball slid along the sentence to the flowers on the opposite side. When the green light came on, Han Ziqi took out the ball and handed it to the child.

"Thank you brother." The child raised his neck to look at him, smiling like a flower.

"Well, you're welcome."

It took less than half an hour for Han Ziqi to return to the door of his house. He walked into the stairwell and pressed the elevator on the 26th floor.

His family lives in 2601, the first one on the left when you get out of the elevator.

Two meters away from the door, Han Ziqi stopped.At this moment, the door of the house is ajar.

But when he left, he was very sure that the door was closed.

Han Tingsong is back?

Han Ziqi opened the door excitedly.

But he stood there unwilling to move.

Inside the house, Han Tingsong stood aside, like a walking corpse.

Following the direction of Han Tingsong's gaze, the lollipop and astragalus bag in Han Ziqi's hand fell along with his brother's red blood, breaking his heart.

"What happened?" Han Ziqi asked Han Tingsong while dialing 120, "Are you talking?"

Before the phone was connected, emergency personnel from the hospital opened the door and entered.

It should be Han Tingsong calling.

After the rescue by the medical staff, his brother was quickly put on a stretcher.

"Let's go." Han Ziqi's call did not wake up Hantingsong who was stunned in place.

Han Ziqi had no time to take care of the other party, so he followed the ambulance downstairs and drove towards the hospital together.

There are no other injuries on his brother, the only wound is on the head.After arriving at the hospital, he was pulled directly into the emergency room.

Han Ziqi sat slumped outside, in a trance.

After three hours of rescue, the doctor came out of the emergency room.

Han Ziqi quickly greeted him, "How is my brother?"

The doctor took off his mask, "The patient has passed the critical period, but did he have a severe head injury before?"

"Well, seven years ago, he accidentally injured the back of his head, and was in a coma for three months, with some damage to his intelligence."

"Well, that's not surprising. Now the patient's vital signs are fine, but he is still in a coma."

"Then how long will it take for him to wake up?"

"It's hard to say, maybe a few hours, or a few months." The doctor hesitated, "Even longer."

Han Ziqi's spine felt a little cold, and he took a few steps back.

"The current situation is really hard to say." The doctor shook his head. "The structure of the human brain is extremely complex. We can't distinguish it simply by brain waves, but we try to think for the best."

"Young man, don't be too sad." The doctor comforted, "At least, your life is saved, you can go in and see him now."

Han Ziqi walked into Han Sijun's ward. His brother was lying on the bed, except that his head was wrapped in gauze and he was wearing a ventilator. He looked the same as usual.

Han Ziqi sat by the bed, feeling weak all over, obviously everything was going in a good direction, why did his brother become what he is now.

"Brother, I'm the one who got you in trouble again this time."

If he hadn't bought astragalus for his brother back then, wouldn't what happened today wouldn't have happened.

"Why, I can't even do such a simple thing as taking care of you." Han Ziqi choked up, "Brother, am I really that bad?"

During the period, there was a knock on the door of the ward, and the policeman pushed the door in. "Hello, we need to know the situation of the case with you."

Ten minutes ago, Han Ziqi called the police.

According to the doctor, Han Sijun's head was injured by a sharp object.But his brother has always been a man of his duty and has no enemies at all.

Han Ziqi simply told the police about the incident, but deliberately avoided the existence of Han Tingsong.

When Han Tingsong came to his house, he was nameless. If he explained the situation to the police at this time, he would definitely be regarded as a key suspect.

During the one year of acquaintance with Han Tingsong, although Han Ziqi didn't know who he was or what secrets he was hiding, he firmly believed that Han Tingsong must not be a bad person, he wasn't in the past, and he won't be in the future.

At 23:58 in the morning, the phone rang.

Han Ziqi took out the alarm clock he had set during the day, and it said: Happy birthday.

Han Ziqi looked at the time on his phone, and as the system adjusted to 00:00, he dialed Han Tingsong's number and put it next to his ear.

"Sorry, the phone you dialed has been switched off."

The author has something to say: Well, just... this time I really ran away.The long-awaited reunion plot that you like is coming.

And my brother will be fine.

感谢在2021-08-0208:48:45~2021-08-0223:05:37期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: sin2 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!