The consequences of wearing a roommate's skirt by mistake

The cold light from the vending machine cast a ghastly glow on his face.Wen Song didn't choose his usual soda, and suddenly thought of buying a bottle of soda to drink. He scanned the row of buttons with his fingertips, and bought canned coffee for Lan Lan.

A group of people approached behind them, dragging their feet and walking very quietly.He didn't turn his head to pay attention, he bent down and picked it up in his hand, the cold jar was stuck to his palm, the ice made people sober.

When I got up again, I heard the sound of spitting.Lan Lan's head was held in his hand.

He froze for a moment, and quickly connected his mind with the farce that happened in the restaurant.A group of black and white people with six or seven terrifying faces, Lan Lan was surrounded by all alone and could hardly fight back.Seeing that he was about to be bullied.

He didn't have time to think of a more comprehensive countermeasure, his body moved first, and hurriedly approached a few steps, when he heard Lan Lan shout: "Run!"

"..."

If there was no such sound, he would not have been discovered so quickly.

Two or three people turned around and headed towards the vending machine when they heard the sound, and there was no chance for a sneak attack.In desperation, Wen Song raised the drink in his hand to throw it out, but just as he lifted his arm, he was suddenly grabbed and brought behind him, and another black figure passed him, "Don't come here."

The soda was still in his hand.Instead, a suitcase flew over, and the two or three people in front of them staggered and fell into the lawn with heavy inertia.

Seeing that she had a helper, Lan Lan became angry and struggled cursingly.On the streets at night, hormonal young people fight like wild dogs.Occasionally passers-by are afraid of causing trouble, and avoid walking as if they don't hear.

Wen Song took two steps back, his mind went blank, he had no energy left to call the police this time, and he couldn't even make a sound.Urgently needing to look away, but forced himself to stare at them, squatting down//body struggling to catch//breath.

Fists and blood flew everywhere.The sharp tinnitus ran through his mind, and he watched people fall to the ground and curl up in pain, being kicked over the dirty trash cans, struggling with the filth all over their bodies, and moaning silently with their mouths wide open, like a A violent silent film.

Until the last one didn't have the strength to stand up.Calm was restored on the side of the street. Lan Lan lay on the bench holding her arm and gasping for pain, "I probably have a broken bone."

"Go to the hospital."

Qin Qin kicked away the litter scattered on the ground, went to the vending machine and squatted down, and just reached out to him.

Wen Song reacted violently, covered his head with his hands and hid back, the back of his head slammed against the cold cabinet door, resisting abnormally, "...don't."

"it's me."

Qin Qin lowered his voice, shook the aerosol in his hand and took off the bottle cap. He originally wanted to stuff it directly into his hand, but hesitated for a moment, then put it on the ground in front of him, and stepped back half a step and told him, "Breathe slowly. "

Breathing has long been barren to the point of suffocation.Wen Song didn't realize it until this time, grabbed the anti-asthma medicine with trembling fingers, bit down and took a deep breath.

Waited for 1 minute to see improvement.He regained his sanity, and no longer gripped the bottle tightly.Let go of your fingers a little and feel the creaminess on the bottle.His hands were also stained with mottled blood.

He thumped in his heart.Looking up, Qin Tan was frowning at him, the blood dripping down his cheeks, and he was still thinking about asking him, "Is it better?"

"..."

Wen Song looked at it and quickly lost his breath.

Lan Lan screamed for a while, and finally remembered to call a car to go to the hospital.It was only when Qin Qin got into the car that he remembered that he still had a suitcase, so he went to the lawn to pick it up.

Wen Song frantically found a tissue and pressed it on his forehead, wishing he could step on the accelerator for the driver along the way: "Does it hurt a lot?"

Lan Lan thought that the injury was much more serious, half of her face was swollen and she was ignored by the side, and she rolled her eyes when she heard it.

"He's just scratched his skin, and he's not about to give birth."

Qin Qin also smiled, shook his head and said, "It doesn't hurt much."

The actual situation is more serious than chafing.The wound from the tip of the eyebrow to the hairline was two fingers wide, and many stitches were taken.

Wen Song watched from the side, feeling distressed to death.Qin Tan didn't say a word as if he was doing something everyday, and when he finished sewing, he saw that he was unhappy and comforted him in turn: "It's fine if it's long, it's fine."

"In case it doesn't grow well..."

"No. I have a good physique and don't get scars easily."

What if!This is a handsome face!

What to do if there are scars, how can a handsome guy have scars on his face! !

Lan Lan complained of bone pain and went to take a film, and the two sat outside waiting for him.Qin Qin was silent for a while, then suddenly said, "Sorry."

Wen Songzheng had lingering fears in his heart. Hearing this, he was anxious and angry, "Why are you apologizing for your face like this! Why do you apologize to me every day!"

"I shouldn't have kept you waiting for me."

Qin Tan did feel a little regretful.It's okay to go back to school early.

"It's the two of us meddling in our own business, next time... next time."

Wen Song paused for a moment, and couldn't say "just stand by next time we meet." He just said forcefully, "Anyway, it has nothing to do with you. Don't think that way."

"It's too late." Qin Qin teased, "Add it to my next Yu Qi's material library."

"So you've been thinking about these things during the dark period?"

"It's more than that. What you have done before, what you regret, what you regret, all may be turned over and thought about several times."

Speaking of this, Qin Qin felt that he was in a good state recently.When I did it just now, I controlled my strength well, and I didn't make any big troubles.It gives people the illusion that they are living a normal life.

"Don't worry." Wen Song solemnly promised, "From today on, I will be responsible for you."

Qin Qin couldn't help laughing, and asked him deliberately: "How can you be responsible to me?"

"I... treat you to dinner. Three meals a day."

Originally, we would always eat together, but this seemed too simple to show sincerity.Wen Song thought about it again, "I will listen to you sing at night, and I will never sleep secretly again."

"It's a bit difficult." Qin Qin was dubious about his determination, not to mention: "Are you secretly, you didn't sleep on the table so much that your saliva almost flowed out."

"..."

"correct."

Qin Qin suddenly thought of something, pulled the suitcase and put it on the ground, spread it out to search as if no one else was there, and found a glass jar from under his clothes.

Fortunately, when I was packing my luggage, I was worried about the bumps in the consignment, so I thought of cushioning it, and it didn't get smashed when I threw it out just now.

Wen Song watched him check it out, handed it to his hand after confirming that it was intact, and caught it inexplicably, "...what?"

Qin Qin said, "A gift."

There are a variety of small souvenir shops by the sea, the shops are decorated in exquisite style, and a few photos were taken there.

At that time, it was to interact with props. After shooting, I thought it looked good, so I simply bought it myself, "The jar can be opened."

At first glance, the glass jars contain scattered small shells, but they are actually connected in series by transparent fishing lines. When you take them out, they are strings of shells and wind chimes.There is a layer of polarized paint on it, and it is colorful white under the sun.

On a business trip, Wen Yu still remembered to bring a gift. Wen Yu rarely thought about it.

"I'll hang it in the window."

Wen Song was easily moved. Looking at this string of shells is more eye-catching than seeing the transfer of 66666 on the screen. He held it in front of his eyes and moved it with his fingers. He wrinkled his nose and sniffed, wondering if it smelled like the seaside. It's a bit salty... Is the seaside scenery beautiful?"

As far as he knew, it was the first time for Qin Qin to take on so many jobs with so many people from so far away, so things must be very complicated.Afraid of disturbing him, he didn't have the nerve to ask for a few work photos for appreciation.

"good."

That's it.Qin Tan spoke absent-mindedly, watching him touch the shell with the tip of his nose, causing a series of tremors, and a strange itch surged up in his heart.

He changed his sitting posture unnaturally, avoiding his eyes and said some nonsense, "Don't play like this, it may not be clean."

"Got it, then I'll go back and wash it before hanging it up."

Wen Song put it back into the glass jar cherishingly, and said by the way, "Who can bear this kind of beautiful little thing dangling in front of my eyes."

"Did your colleagues buy a lot too? When I go to the beach, I'll pick something fun to bring back."

"They were all bought for family members ... or girlfriends."

Qin Qin paused for a moment, his heart beating wildly faster for some reason.I didn't jump like this during the fight just now.Even the wound on the forehead began to ache, and there was a bit of involuntary jerky in his tone.

"I don't have any, so I can only buy it for you."

The author has something to say: Who can bear this kind of beautiful little thing dangling in front of his eyes (doge

感谢在2021-06-1721:02:26~2021-06-1809:10:31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: 5 bottles of Poincaré's reproduction theorem; 1 bottle of love Zhou Zishu;

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