The consequences of wearing a roommate's skirt by mistake

As soon as the voice fell, the atmosphere in the room suddenly changed.

The tall man who was close obviously understood something from that sentence, and threw out the pocket knife with a click.When Wen Song heard the noise, he was pushed back again, but he didn't see their movements clearly. In a blink of an eye, the man half-kneeled on the ground, and the hand holding the knife was stepped on by Qin Qin, and the folding knife fell Sliding far on the ground.

"Wait for me at the door."

Wen Song held his breath and retreated to the door, feeling even more anxious, helping him to pay attention to the movement at the stairs.

Zheng Dongting didn't move, just looked at him with a cold expression, "What's the matter, young master, are you here today to find fault with me?"

Qin Qin said, "I'm here to pay you back."

"..."

Qin Qin turned his back to the door, Wen Song couldn't see his face clearly, but he could see Zheng Dongting's expression.In a real confrontation, the performances I have seen in TV series are not as vivid as this moment.He even felt that the most similar eyes appeared only in "Animal World" in the programs he watched.

It was the expression of judging whether it was possible to bite and kill the prey at once when the hunting instinct appeared.The two people looked at each other for quite a long time—or only for a few seconds. During that confrontation, time lost its original meaning of measurement.Wen Song held the phone tightly, his heart beating faster and faster, and he was ready to press the button to call the police.

Suddenly, the muscle control on Zheng Dongting's face changed.He took out the calculator from the drawer under the coffee table and threw it on the face of the fat man beside him. He stretched out his arms and grabbed the back of the sofa, laughing loudly, "Give him the calculation! Do the calculation!"

"..."

In the silent confrontation, the two seemed to have reached a consensus.The series of changes just now seemed to have never happened, and he no longer kept an eye on Wen Song.Wen Song quietly breathed a sigh of relief, the phone was so tightly gripped just now that it hurt the palm of his hand.Looking at Qin Tan's figure again, the tense back seemed to relax a little.

The fat man took out Qin Tao's loan records, and the liquidation started half a year ago, and the principal was not too high.But the accumulation of capital and interest up to now is a figure that even Wen Song would frown upon hearing it.

"I will pay back one-third every month and pay it off at the end of the year."

Qin Qin's voice didn't fluctuate at all, he just looked at the coffee table, "Don't go to him again, and don't lend him any money."

"I can't guarantee that."

Zheng Dongting spread his hands indifferently, "What if he comes to beg me again."

"If you think you can get back the money you lent him, that's up to you."

Qin Qin said, "I will only pay him this time."

But these arrears obviously have nothing to do with Qin Qin.They were looking at photos and talking about stories together, but suddenly this unexpected disaster happened to them.

Why should he pay for the trouble caused by others.

Wen Song watched them hand over the money and print the receipt, knowing that he had no right to intervene, and it was very uncomfortable to be stuck in his heart.Qin Tan was able to handle all this quickly and calmly, even skillfully.It seemed that this was not the first time he had encountered such unexpected disasters, and he didn't even bother to spend the time of being angry.

His impression of Qin Tao was originally a poor man who was persecuted and frustrated, but now he fell to the bottom in an instant, and he felt more hateful than pitiful.

When all the formalities were completed, he thought that today's misfortune would come to an end.Qin Tan did indeed put away his cell phone and receipts, and was already planning to leave.

But those calmness did not last to the end.Qin Qin looked at the dirty fruit plate on the coffee table and asked:

"Where did this ring come from?"

An ambiguous and strange look appeared on Zheng Dongting's face.It seems that from the time he entered this room to the present, he was waiting for him to ask this sentence, "You know this too? Oh look at my brain, of course you know it, this is taken from your mother's hand Well."

"Don't get me wrong, we brothers can't do such a cruel and inhumane thing. Isn't it possible to borrow money and not cause trouble? This thing is not worth a lot of money, and I am still too soft-hearted to let people use it to pay off the debt. I can’t even send it out, so I can only throw it here to coax the children to play.”

Zheng Dongting smiled and said, "It happens that my wife is going to give birth at the end of the year. When I have time to come and have a wedding, it will be lively. For the sake of this ring, bah, it should be for the sake of your poor family. It’s not impossible to save you money.”

"..."

The three of them let out that ugly laugh again.Wen Song was speechless, and lowered his eyes in disgust.Qin Tan just asked that sentence and didn't say anything else.Walk out, pull him down the stairs, and walk quickly, "I'll take you back to school."

"...Wait." Wen Song broke free from his hand, glanced at the room he had just left, and asked in a low voice, "You still want to come back, right?"

Qin Qin raised his chin and signaled him to continue down the stairs, "Can you not be so smart?"

"..."

He kept watching at the door.Ever since Qin Tan noticed the ring on the table, he has cast his eyes frequently, obviously caring about it.

"I can stay and help you."

Bold ideas suddenly appeared in my mind, nervousness and excitement seemed to faintly overwhelm fear.The result of sneaking outside also came in handy. Wen Song pointed to the corner of the wall to let him look up, "The surveillance in the corridor is broken, and there doesn't seem to be a camera in that room."

"..."

Come again.Qin Tan was full of anxiety and irritability that was about to be unbearable, and was mostly extinguished by this irrelevant sentence, and said amusedly, "Why do you still think of observing this?"

Wen Song sighed: "The amazing thing is that I don't know it myself." It seemed that I didn't even think about observing it. It was only after I realized that I had observed it and recorded it in my mind.

Does it have the potential to be an agent?

Qin Tan thought for a few seconds, then bowed his head and whispered something in his ear.Wen Song nodded, rubbed his itchy ears and whispered, "Then be careful."

"You too."

Qin Tan went downstairs, but there were still no pedestrians in front of the shop on the first floor.He walked around the car that had just been washed, and looked up upstairs.Wen Song poked his head out from the third floor, stretched out his hand and said OK to him.

Qin Qin smiled involuntarily.He couldn't tell what his mood was, but to him, it seemed to be the kind of feeling he had in kindergarten, a prank that didn't consider the consequences.I am quite happy.

He dragged the large half-full trash can downstairs to the side of the car, raised his head and dumped it all on the front window.He found another stone that was in his hand, and after running a certain distance, he turned around and smashed it hard.

Amidst the huge shattering sound, the alarm sounded sharply, and the big guard dog at the intersection barked wildly, which could be heard throughout the alley.

Someone on the second floor soon came out to see what was going on downstairs, and was so shocked that he couldn't say anything, "Brother...Brother Dong! Damn it must be the one just now, little bastard! It hurt your car!"

"..."

Zheng Dongting only had such a favorite car. When he came out and stood on the second floor, he only took a look and started to get angry, "Fucking bastard! Give it to me!"

With sweaty palms, Wen Song hid on the third floor and watched their movements closely, confirming that all three of them were chasing Qin Qin, and ran downstairs quickly, the corridor was empty.

He returned to the office, found the ring on the coffee table and held it tightly in his hand, not daring to stay for a moment, turned and left the office.

As soon as he took a step, he bumped into someone head-on: "..."

For a moment, Wen Song felt that his life had come to an end.

No matter which one of those three people came back, he would definitely not be able to beat them!

When I said I would do this just now, I swore that I could do it.In just one second, a hundred ways to die flashed through his mind.

In the blink of an eye, when he cast his eyes on the person who came, he realized that the person was not any of the three, but the woman he met on the way when he came, "You..."

"Come on, they'll be right back."

She subconsciously protected her stomach, and was taken aback when she saw Wen Song appearing here, but then comforted, "I won't say anything."

"Sorry, thank you."

Before he had time to say much, Wen Song bowed to her and then ran out to the back of the stairs, anxiously waiting for Qin Qin to come to meet him.

Those people who were frustrated probably wouldn't immediately think that someone had done something bad and would run back. By the time they realized that this was a show of diverting the tiger away from the mountain, the two people who were singing and making peace had already escaped.

Qin Qin turned around in the alleyway and returned, and soon appeared under the wall.Watching him climb over the railing of the stairs awkwardly, and lean forward from the steps two or three meters high.

Before jumping down, he inevitably hesitated, his mind went blank.

He was sure now that the excitement and nervousness had outweighed the dread of doing such a bad thing for the first time.It wasn't normal, but he seemed to enjoy being out of control.

It was obviously a calm weather, but I felt that the corners of my clothes were being blown by the wind.The heart was beating loudly, like the fateful moment of the protagonist being highlighted in the comics.

Qin Tan looked up at him, like looking up at a newborn fire, and slowly opened his arms.

"Jump. Don't be afraid."

**

Good afternoon, one absenteeism and one absenteeism from work.

Wen Song sat in the taxi in shock, took off his mask, and heard Qin Tan say, "Should we find a place to celebrate?"

"Celebrating... what?"

He hasn't recovered yet.

Qin Qin smiled clearly: "Congratulations on not being caught doing something bad for the first time in your life."

"..."

Wen Song blinked, slowly lowered his head and covered his face, his shoulders trembled, and laughter leaked from his fingers.

After a while, he let go of his hand even more recklessly, collapsed on the seat and couldn't stop laughing, which startled the driver.

"Is it fun?"

"It's scary...but fun!"

He rubbed his stomach to reflect on the experience of this adventure, and made himself hungry, "Go and eat! I seem to be able to eat a cow now."

"Row."

Qin Qin happily reported the address of the beef hot pot restaurant to the driver, and heard him say, "Ah, this is for you."

Wen Song took the ring off his middle finger. He was clenching his fist all the way just now, fearing that it would fall on the way, and his previous efforts would be wasted. There were several months of tooth-shaped nail marks in his palm.

Qin Tan shook his head and said, "You keep it."

"..."

It took so much effort to get it out, but you don't want it?

"I just don't want to see it stay in that kind of place." Qin Tan said, "You can keep it and do whatever you want."

"I'm not in the habit of wearing such little things either."

Wen Song picked up the ring and put it in front of his eyes. It was the first time he had taken a closer look at it since he was traveling all the way with him. The simple platinum ring was inlaid with a few broken diamonds to form a flower shape. It was so simple, but it still looked It is a girl's style.

Anyway, it can be regarded as a relic of the mother.Since Qin Qin can recognize it at a glance, it is enough to show that he cares a lot.

"But I can keep it for you, in case one day you suddenly change your mind and want to look, you can't find it."

It was only 4 o'clock in the afternoon, and it was not long enough for dinner.There were few people in the restaurant, but the two of them were in high spirits.Qin Qin asked him if he wanted to drink.

"It's still soda."

The aftereffects of the last time I was drunk are still vivid in my mind.Wen Song was happy and didn't dare to go too far.Hungry is really hungry. After eating two bowls of small ingredients, I am embarrassed to get them again. I hold the bowl of dipping ingredients and wait eagerly for the pot to boil.

"Ah, that's right!" He suddenly remembered the person he met when he turned back to the office, and only now repeated the situation to Qin Tan, "Is she still with Zheng Dongting now? Isn't that very dangerous?"

"Looks like it is."

Qin Qin nodded, showing a "read" expression, and put the beef wrapped in chili into the pot, "It's her own choice whether it's dangerous or not."

The aroma of butter was tumbling in the hot pot, and the heat turned into white mist and diffused between the two of them.Wen Song bit his chopsticks and thought for a while, looked at him in the fog, but couldn't understand, so he asked directly:

"Do you like her?"

Zheng Dongting seems to be very concerned about his relationship with his wife, it's hard not to let people think about it.

Qin Qin boiled the meat seriously without raising his head: "I like you."

"..."

How could he speak in such an ordinary tone as casually praising the taste of a certain dish, and say such lines that others need to brew most of the comics.

Wen Song had an expression of "Don't try to fool me".

"I mean when you were in high school...did you like her or something? Or...you didn't say you liked me because I looked like her, did you?"

Then he still likes her.

Wen Song was very unhappy.It seemed that he had suddenly become the tragic protagonist in some white moonlight stand-in plot.

Qin Qin put the boiled meat slices on his plate, and continued to say in that natural tone: "No, I don't like women. Do you want a dry dish or an oil dish?"

"……I will do it myself."

Wen Song saw the meat in his eyes and he was in his heart, and his mind was a bit too busy, so he had to take a few bites first, intending to calm down his panic before continuing to ask.

But it was probably because he answered too simply and frankly.When I wanted to speak again, I didn't know what to ask.Picking up the chopsticks, he was reluctant to put them down. Wen Song silently ate half full, and said inexplicably, "I don't even know what you looked like when you were in high school."

In the photo album in his room, all he saw were photos of his parents, and there was not a single photo of himself, which was also very strange.

"Didn't you take a bunch of photos for me? And the ones on the Internet."

"But those are all your current photos. I know what you look like even with my eyes closed."

Wen Song counted on his fingers preoccupiedly, "I still want to see what you looked like before, when you were in middle school... I also want to see pictures of you when you were younger."

After cooking enough for him to eat for a while, Qin Qin finally stopped busy chopsticks, looked at him and asked, "Why?"

Why ask why.

The scent rolled in the hot steam, and the fog surrounded my eyes.Wen Song looked down at the food in the bowl, not quite understanding what he was fussing about.

"I just... want to."

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