leave my business alone

If Qin Zigui didn't die, he would die in shame.

So in theory it works, but the law may not allow it.

Sheng Yan's heart was ashamed, and his eyes were sad.

The elevator door opened, and he raised his hand to press it to close.

The elevator door opened again, and he raised his hand to press it to close again.

The elevator doors opened again, and he...

This time it was not closed.

Qin Zigui stretched out his hand to hold the elevator door, and said in a low voice, "The elevator is stuffy, come out first."

Sheng Yan didn't look sideways: "I want you to take care of it."

Qin Zigui whispered again: "I didn't see anything just now."

Sheng Yan slowly rolled his eyes: "Really?"

"Well, really."

Qin Zigui's expression was expressionless, as if he really didn't intend to laugh at him about this matter.

Barely understand something.

Then Sheng Yan withdrew his gaze, straightened up reluctantly, with cold brows, walked out of the elevator handsomely with the image of a mature and stable school bully, trying to pretend nothing happened.

However, as soon as he took two steps, he felt something was wrong and turned around: "Why are you here? Didn't you go to the competition training class?"

Qin Zigui let go of his hand and turned around: "I don't feel well today, so I didn't go."

The elevator doors closed slowly behind him.

Sheng Yan asked again: "Then why are you standing in front of the elevator?"

Qin Zigui: "Auntie asked me to go down and buy some drinks."

There was nothing wrong with his tone of voice.

But Sheng Yan felt that something was not right.

For a moment, he also forgot his purpose of skipping class in a fit of rage, he just felt that something was strange, he caught a glimpse of Qin Zigui's right hand from the corner of his eye, and frowned: "What's wrong with your hand?"

"It's nothing." Qin Zigui withdrew his right hand and put it in his trouser pocket again, "I accidentally touched it."

"Are you fooling around? I saw it just now. There are several scratches on the base of your fingers. It looks like it was done just now. It is absolutely impossible to be careless." Sheng Yan's tone was obviously anxious, and he took a step forward, regardless He stretched his hand into Qin Zigui's trouser pocket, trying to pull the injured hand out.

The distance was too close, Qin Zigui quickly turned sideways to avoid it.

Sheng Yan's hand was completely empty.

The boy's slender and white knuckles froze in mid-air alone, showing some loneliness and embarrassment.

Qin Zigui's eyelashes moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he only said lightly: "It has nothing to do with you."

Sheng Yan, who had been angry all night, finally laughed angrily at this moment, withdrew his hand, and sneered: "Yes, you are right, it really has nothing to do with me, I am meddling in my own business."

After speaking, go straight to 2601 on the left.

Qin Zigui instinctively stretched out his hand to keep him, but he turned back and slapped him away: "Don't fucking touch me! It doesn't matter if you don't understand!"

Qin Zigui lowered his hands and stood still: "Sheng Yan, that's not what I meant."

"I don't care what you mean!"

Seeing him like this, Sheng Yan became angry.

It seems that everything in the world is irrelevant to him, and it seems that other people's true feelings are like a joke.

"Anyway, you said it yourself, we are not the same way, so I don't care about your affairs in the future, and you don't care about mine. I skipped class, fought, went online and brought my mobile phone. It has nothing to do with you! We will go our separate ways from now on. Everyone has their own way, don’t talk to anyone, don’t care about anyone, whoever speaks doesn’t count, whoever is a dog!”

Sheng Yan's anger, which he had held back for a long time, surged up to his forehead at this moment, so angry that his brain could no longer keep up with his mouth, he only knew that after he finished his harsh words, he finally felt refreshed.

Then he turned around and directly entered the password, intending to slam the door in with a "bang", to let Qin Zigui's ice face know that he was really angry this time.

However, just a second before he completed the handsome act of slamming the door and breaking the righteousness, the door of 2602 behind him opened first.

Immediately afterwards, Ms. Xu Qingrong's sharp and straightforward voice came from behind: "Sheng Yan, who are you messing with here? Are you polite? Apologize to Zigui, and then come over for dinner."

"Aunt Xu, it's all my problem, not Sheng Yan's."

Qin Zigui made mistakes consciously.

Sheng Yan didn't refute, but he didn't look back either: "Mom, I'll eat at home by myself."

"It's a good idea, my mother will fly to London early tomorrow morning, so I won't bother with you tonight about escaping to study at night, but you must roll over to eat right now."

After Xu Qingrong finished speaking, the gentle voice of Qin Zigui's aunt Qin Ru sounded again: "Xiao Yan, come here quickly, your mother said to celebrate your birthday early tonight, so your Uncle Jiang cooked a big table for you , all you like to eat."

The two bodhisattvas pressed down, and Sheng Yan lost his way.

Although he hangs around outside, he has always been obedient at home. He seldom disobeyed these two noble queen mothers. After two orders, he could only turn around no matter how unwilling he was, and then pretended not to see Qin Zigui at the side, with a slumped face. Go to the door.

The large duplex of 280 square meters, with lighting on both sides and floor-to-ceiling glass, is located in the best school district in Nanwu, directly connected to the CBD.

So correspondingly, Xu Qingrong, a single mother, was so busy flying around the world all year round that it became normal for her to be unable to celebrate Sheng Yan's birthday on schedule.

For example, his birthday is actually tomorrow, July 7th, but because Xu Qingrong is going on a business trip tomorrow, he can only celebrate today.

Sheng Yan didn't mind this, but when Qin Zigui sat down opposite him in his old position, he felt that this birthday was no different from the death day.

Very bad luck.

However, he didn't want to lose face in front of the elders, and refuted the elders' intentions. Looking at the table full of rich dishes and exquisite cakes that looked expensive at first glance, he still said obediently: "Thank you, Aunt Qin and Uncle Jiang."

"Thank you, why are you being polite with Aunt Qin? The old rules, make a wish first, then eat. Jiang Ping, where are the candles and lighters!" Qin Ru yelled back.

Immediately there was a voice from the kitchen: "Here we come!"

Jiang Ping is Qin Ru's husband, Qin Zigui's younger uncle, and the leader of a listed technology company.

He looks dignified and has the air of a domineering president, but at home he is just a worthless earbud. Hearing Qin Ru call him, he ran out wearing an apron, holding a candle and a lighter.

When he inserted the candle in the middle of the cake, Jiang Ping felt a little emotional: "Time flies so fast, Xiao Yan will be 18 in the blink of an eye. I remember that he was only three years old when I celebrated his birthday for the first time. Then Sometimes he insisted on saying his wish when he made a wish, and I frightened him that the wish would not work if he said it, but he didn’t believe it, and he made a wish every year and said it every year, and it turned out to be fulfilled every year, how amazing it is.”

Speaking of this, Sheng Yan also felt quite strange.

When he was three years old, he was still living in the old house with his grandparents. That year was the first time Qin Ru and Jiang Ping brought Qin Zigui back to Nanwu, and it was also the first time the two families celebrated their birthday together.

He was young and ignorant, so he made a wish saying that he hoped that Zigui's brother would play with him all the time and not leave, but Qin Zigui really didn't leave afterward.

When he was four years old, he made a wish to win the No. 1 kindergarten drawing competition, and he really won.

When he was five years old, he hated the fat tiger in the agency who was two years older than him, so he wished fat tiger bad luck, but the next day fat tiger cried and called him big brother.

In this way until the 16th birthday, I made a wish every year and it was fulfilled every year. If it is a big deal, it is not too much, but it is indeed quite spiritual.

"But it's not perfect. What happened last year didn't come true." Sheng Yan said casually while lighting the candles.

Xu Qingrong sat down on the other side of him: "What wish did you make last year?"

Sheng Yan thought about it for a while: "Xu's seems to get what he wants, and he will respond to every request."

"That's definitely not possible." Xu Qingrong looked like someone who had come here, "This kind of wish is too abstract and too greedy, and Goddess Guanyin can't help you. It's only useful if it's specific and just enough. So make a promise this year. Yes, for example, when the final grades come out in two days, you can leave the bottom ten of the grade."

"Mom, it's your birthday, can you not mention anything unpleasant." Sheng Yan muttered softly.

Xu Qingrong couldn't help laughing out loud: "Hey, you also know that it's not happy to be in the bottom ten of the grade, so can you hold your breath, even if you get the bottom No.11 in the exam?"

Seeing that Sheng Yan's thin-skinned face was going to be unstoppable, Qin Ru hurriedly interrupted: "Okay, Xu Qingrong, don't say a few words. Come on, Xiao Yan, quickly make a wish, let us eat."

Then turn off the living room light.

Only the warm yellow flame of the candle danced lightly in the darkness.

In Sheng Yan's field of vision, there was only the cake under the candlelight and Qin Zigui's coldly drooping eyebrows on the opposite side - it seemed that he was fumbling with something, and he didn't have any thoughts on it anyway.

Obviously at this time before, Qin Zigui should have sent up carefully prepared gifts, and then began to listen to his wish seriously, but now he turned his face and refused to recognize anyone, very heartless.

The anger in Sheng Yan's heart burst out again, he closed his eyes, opened them within a few seconds, and blew out the candle with a "huh": "Okay."

Xu Qingrong turned on the light: "So fast?"

Sheng Yan: "Yes."

Xu Qingrong asked again: "What wish did you make?"

Sheng Yan glanced at Qin Zigui unconsciously, and said angrily, "I hope that all the pretenders will stay away from me as far as possible."

Qin Zigui paused for a while while peeling something, and then quickly returned to normal.

No one at the table noticed something was wrong, only Xu Qingrong said softly: "You unlucky boy, you made a wish to get rid of the bottom ten."

"For things like grades, let it happen."

Sheng Yan picked up the chopsticks and didn't care.

Xu Qingrong rolled his eyes at him: "You can't learn from Zigui. Speaking of which, Zigui, how are you preparing for the information contest?"

After Xu Qingrong asked, before Qin Zigui answered, Jiang Ping took the words proudly: "It must be no problem, he is really talented in this area, and now he can handle very complicated programming. And the last time we came to us He studied in the company's technology department, and the APP R&D department all praised him as a genius, and now I'm waiting for him to graduate from university and then our company will be glorious."

The pride is beyond words.

Ms. Xu sighed enviously: "That's great. You said they were raised together, but our Sheng Yan doesn't seem to grow up, he knows how to play all day long."

After finishing speaking, his eyes turned, just as Qin Zigui had finished peeling seven or eight shrimps, he pushed the small dish to the other side of the table calmly, and then he came up with the answer: "It's all Zigui's fault."

Qin Zigui who didn't do anything: "?"

Xu Qingrong ignored him, but turned her head to look at Qin Ru: "Do you still remember, when they were seven or eight years old, we were on a business trip once during the summer vacation, and no one cared about them. We came back on the first night of school When I couldn’t find anyone in the bedroom in the middle of the night, I was so frightened to death that I ran to the study and saw the older one sitting there with a small face, scribbling and writing, and the younger one sitting next to her crying hiccups Son, I thought something was wrong, so I walked over to see, well, it turned out that Sheng Yan didn't do his summer homework, and Qin Zigui was there to help him catch up. So Sheng Yan's grades are like this, and Qin Zigui, your family, has contributed a lot."

Jiang Ping also chuckled: "Indeed, Zi Gui has been used to Xiao Yan since he was a child, not to mention anything else, the shrimp has been peeled for more than ten years."

As soon as the words fell, Sheng Yan's hand holding the shrimp stopped.

He didn't notice that the shrimp was peeled by Qin Zigui, but he found that there were many plates of peeled shrimp in front of him, and with the habit he had developed over the years, he picked it up naturally.

As a result, now that Jiang Ping said so, the shrimp became worthless to eat, and it was also worth not to eat.

Don't eat, it seems that I am very stingy.

Let's eat, with the current relationship between himself and Qin Zigui, it will appear particularly undignified.

So after a short stalemate, Sheng Yan wisely chose to put the shrimp into Ms. Xu's bowl: "My son's birthday, mother's good day, mom, you eat."

When did this brat become so sensible?

Ms. Xu glanced at Qin Zigui, who bowed his head and said nothing, immediately understood that she had caught an unpeeled shrimp for herself, and said in a strange tone, "Tell me, what's the matter with Zigui again?"

Sheng Yan lowered his head and picked a piece of chopped pepper fish head for himself, and muttered: "Who got angry with him, I'm not a primary school student."

The tone is more than that of a primary school student.

Ms. Xu didn't bother to reveal it: "Okay, it's fine if you don't lose your temper. You'll be staying at Zigui's house for a few months soon. It's really embarrassing to lose your temper."

The chopsticks that Sheng Yan had just brought to his mouth froze instantly.

Ms. Xu peeled the shrimp calmly: "I bought a lot of vegetables today, and I plan to make them for you."

Sheng Yan: "And then?"

"Then the pressure cooker exploded, and the kitchen exploded." Ms. Xu put the prawns into her mouth and rubbed her fingertips, calmly.

Sheng Yan: "???"

Ms. Xu comforted: "It's okay, I just happened to be going to London for a few months, and I took the opportunity to renovate my house. During this time, you will stay at your Aunt Qin's house. Here, everything has been moved here for you."

Ms. Xu pointed to the open door at the end of the corridor.

From Sheng Yan's perspective, through the open door, one can vaguely see a cool corner of his gaming chair.

If even the gaming chairs are brought over, then the matter is basically a foregone conclusion.

And if he remembered correctly, the opposite of that room happened to be Qin Zigui's bedroom.

And if he remembered correctly, if he didn't want to disturb Qin Ru and his wife in the master bedroom on the second floor, he had to share the bathroom with Qin Zigui.

"..."

Thinking of the flag that he had just set up 10 minutes ago, "Everyone will go their own way in the future", Sheng Yan felt a little desperate.

Throat rolls unconsciously.

In the next second, the hot feeling immediately filled the entire throat and mouth.

The finely chopped millet and spicy chopped sansho pepper in his mouth rolled with the despair and choked into the trachea before he could swallow it.

Sheng Yan, who was still in shock and despair, immediately bent over and coughed fiercely: "Mom...cough cough cough cough cough cough...water..."

Before Xu Qingrong and Qin Ru could react, Qin Zigui had already got up quickly, walked quickly to the water dispenser, put down the cup and picked up the water, then opened the refrigerator door, frowned and searched for it. What.

However, Sheng Yan was so hot that he couldn't bear it. Before Qin Zigui came back, he coughed and caught the glass full of water that she hadn't touched at Xu Qingrong's hand, so he took it.

Xu Qingrong immediately opened her eyes wide: "Cub! This is Bai—"

Sheng Yan raised his head and poured it.

"—wine!"

The moment the word "wine" fell, Sheng Yan, who had never touched any tobacco or alcohol in his life, burst into tears in an instant, and the tingling and burning sensation burned down his taste buds and throat all the way to his internal organs .

He has always been afraid of pain, but this time he lay down on the table in pain, clenched his fists tightly, pinched his palms, and coughed like he could cry and bleed in the next second.

Xu Qingrong saw Sheng Yan's ears, face, and eyes were all red, and his heart ached so badly. Fortunately, when he turned around, he saw Qin Zigui walking back quickly with a water glass in one hand and an ice pear in the other, and hurriedly greeted him: "Zigui , Come on, come on, Xiao Yan seems to be in a lot of pain, let's see what to do."

It was really hard.

The young man leaned on the edge of the table, his face was buried in the crook of his arms, his thin shoulder blades heaved violently, and there were blood marks on his palms. He seemed to be trying to hold back so that others would not worry, but he couldn't help it.

Qin Zigui frowned, walked quickly to Sheng Yan's side, wrapped his arms around his shoulders, helped him up straight, let him lean on him, and brought the water glass to his mouth with one hand: "Drink slowly."

Sheng Yan frowned, and tilted his head: "Go away, no... cough cough cough... want... cough cough cough..."

The internal organs are almost coughed out, and tears are already hanging on the eyelashes.

Seeing that Sheng Yan was suffering like this, Xu Qingrong was still unwilling to drink water, thinking that there was some serious problem with the bronchi, and was very anxious: "What's the matter, baby? Is there any other discomfort? Do you want mom to call 120? Don't scare mom."

Sheng Yan just shook his head with difficulty, then looked up at Qin Zigui, raised his index finger, and pointed at him: "You, no."

The adults were anxious: "What's the matter, Xiao Yan?"

Sheng Yan opened his eyes wide and looked at Qin Zigui, his eyes were tearing apart, his eyes were red, his expression was as heroic as a righteous man about to die.

The three adults in the room were too nervous to move.

Then I heard Sheng Yan enduring the pain, clenching his teeth, supporting the severe burning pain in his throat, with great difficulty, and sent out ten words one by one——

"It's agreed, whoever takes care of who first, who is the dog."

"..."

At that moment, in the 280-square-meter large duplex, except for the heart-piercing cough of the stubborn young iron-blooded student Sheng Xiaoyan, only the endless silence of the three adults remained.

They didn't know whether to call Sheng Yan childish or praise him for being fierce.

Only Qin Zigui was still indifferent, and handed over the water glass again: "Yes."

"Huh?" Sheng Yan blinked his tears a little confused.

Qin Zigui wiped away the tears at the end of his eyes: "Wang."

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