Too much

The eyes that fell on his face were full of hope, dazzling and scorching like the sun, and he couldn't bear to put them out.

Qi Jingchen copied the bag with one hand, the fingers in the pocket were slightly curled up, and he lowered his eyes and muttered, "I..." Shen Zeming pinched his knuckles, and the eyes that had been fixed on Qi Jingchen's face were briefly turned away for a moment, and then turned back Sometimes a little dizzy.

He exhaled lightly, with a slight bitterness in his tone, "Is it worse than revenge?"

Qi Jingchen was silent for a long time, clenched his hands in his pockets, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm sorry."

I'm sorry again.

It's just that this time I'm sorry, it's tantamount to acquiescing in disguise.

Shen Zeming was speechless, the light in his eyes suddenly dimmed.Worse reasons than revenge, he could not imagine, nor did he dare to think of.

He took two steps back, lowered his head as if exhausted, turned and walked towards the unit building indifferently.

Qi Jingchen didn't catch up, and stared at Shen Zeming's slightly lonely back without blinking.

Until Shen Zeming completely disappeared around the corner, he withdrew his gaze, lowered his head slightly, and the cigarette between his fingers was blown up by the cold wind into flickering sparks.

There were cold snow particles falling on the back of his hand, Qi Jingchen shook his hand, and the half-lit cigarette fell straight down.

The moment it landed, the fire suddenly went out.

Qi Jingchen was startled, bent down to pick it up, subconsciously took out the lighter, let go of it after a while and smiled self-deprecatingly.

In vain.

Time passed like the passing of time, and Qi Jingchen was still at the door of Shen Zeming's house on time every day, accompanying him to class and shopping in supermarkets with him.

There seemed to be no change in their relationship, but only Qi Jingchen knew that Shen Zeming refused to give him even the mild response from before.

Between the two of them, Qi Jingchen was like a silent shadow, accompanying Shen Zeming from the beginning to the end, but Shen Zeming turned a blind eye to it and ignored it.But it doesn't seem right to say that I don't want to pay attention to that state, it's more like a kind of passive resistance.

In the eyes of the teachers in the second grade of high school, this appearance is always a little awkward and weird for no clear reason. As a colleague, it is naturally not good and has no position to interfere. At most, it is just a curious look.

However, the No. [-] Middle School campus post bar, which is dominated by students, has not stopped so much.Ever since the two of them realized that there was almost no verbal communication, all kinds of messy speculations have been bred in the bar. The most outrageous one said that Teacher Shen ignored Dr. Qi because Dr. Qi had cheated and is now in the stage of chasing his wife and crematorium.

Another student knew from nowhere that Zhou Xiao was Qi Jingchen's son, so he went to Class [-] to inquire about the news, but was almost beaten by Zhou Xiaoti with his collar slipped on his back.

Someone with good intentions posted this on Tieba, and everyone built more than 2000 floors according to Zhou Xiao's words. In the end, most people came to a conclusion that they thought was reliable: "It's the fun of young couples. ,none of your business!"

But Zhou Xiao's original words were: "That's the teacher's private matter, it's none of your business!"

Zhou Xiao: "..." The post bar here is full of quarrels, while the final exam at the school has started on time.The students were busy with their final review and had no time to gossip online. The previously lively Post Bar fell silent for several days.

After the school's teachers meeting announced the official winter vacation, Director Liu, the stingy director, was generous enough to invite the teachers out of his own pocket to eat out.

Qi Jingchen was also invited to the dinner this time, he didn't talk much, the seat was next to Shen Zeming, the two of them still didn't communicate during the dinner, Shen Zeming didn't move the food Qi Jingchen put into the bowl, and didn't even make eye contact.Fortunately, everyone was busy talking about the mountains, and no one paid attention to their disharmony.

Opposite the hotel there is a clean bar with a good environment. After drinking and eating, the teachers who have worked hard for a semester are clamoring to go to the opposite clear bar to continue the session.

Director Liu glared at people with a stern face, and then he took out his wallet and smashed it on the table, with a toothache like a pain in the face: "Go! Whoever doesn't go is a dog!"

Everyone laughed, grabbed the wallet on the table unceremoniously, and pushed and shoved out the door.

The atmosphere was so good, Shen Zeming couldn't say that he didn't want to be such a disappointment, so he had to put on his coat and go out with the big troops.

Qi Jingchen followed behind him silently, holding an unopened bottle of Wangzai milk in his hand.

It has been snowing in City H recently, and the road outside was covered with a thick layer of snow while we were having a meal. A group of people crossed the road with each other supporting each other, and the business was bleak due to the impact of the snowstorm. Let's go.

At seven or eight o'clock in the evening, including the waiters serving drinks, there are no more than 20 people in the whole bar, melodious piano music is played in the store, and the overall atmosphere is clean and harmonious. Compared with the bar, it seems to be located in a busy city Corner coffee shop.

There were no private rooms in the bar, so Director Liu had to ask the waiter to put together a few tables by the window, ordered a bunch of beer, drinks and snacks, and greeted everyone to sit down.

Shen Zeming habitually looked for a seat in the corner by the window, but Qi Jingchen, who had been following behind him, pulled off his sleeves and whispered from a short distance, "Sit outside, it's not easy to leave later. .”

Shen Zeming glanced at him, didn't say yes or no, and pulled away a nearby chair with lowered eyes.

It is said to be a continuation of the scene, but in fact it is just another place to continue drinking and chatting.The middle-aged teachers made a group, and the young teachers made a group. Due to the quiet environment, their voices were very low.

The heating in the bar was fully heated, and Shen Zeming felt stuffy after sitting for a while, so he took off his coat and wore only a smoky blue sweater.He sat for a while, but couldn't stand the suffocating air, so he stood up and went to the bathroom.

Maybe it was because of drinking or chest tightness, but Shen Zeming was a little dizzy and even forgot his phone on the table.Therefore, the message from Zhu Chengqing easily fell into Qi Jingchen's eyes.

Shen Zeming finished smoking a cigarette at the bathroom door, but still didn't want to go back.He glanced at Director Liu. Qi Jingchen was sitting in the shadows, with his right hand resting on the rim of his cup. He didn't participate in the chatting activities of the crowd, so he didn't know what he was thinking.

Shen Zeming looked away.

He couldn't force Qi Jingchen to ask again and again, and he couldn't agree to reunite with Qi Jingchen without any grievances.Therefore, Shen Zeming only felt helpless in the current deadlock.

He threw away the cigarette butt irritably and walked towards the bar.

There were few customers, and there were only two or three people sitting sporadically in the booths in front of the bar. The bartender stepped forward to ask a few questions, and mixed a glass of fruit wine for him.

He picked it up and took a sip. It was sweet and sour, and he couldn't taste much wine.At this time, the man who was a booth away from him suddenly moved to the booth next to him with a goblet.

The man also wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. His facial features are handsome, but his brows and eyes are not as deep and sharp as Qi Jingchen's, and he has a more gentle and restrained demeanor.

Sensing Shen Zeming's gaze, the man smiled at him and raised the goblet in his hand.

Shen Zeming turned his gaze back and raised his wine glass at him.

"one person?"

With the old-fashioned and greasy way of striking up a conversation, Shen Zeming gave a faint "um", and had no intention of continuing the conversation.

But the man obviously had no eyesight. Seeing Shen Zeming ignoring him, he turned around and put down the goblet, gently covering the back of Shen Zeming's hand and stroking slowly, "I know you are the same, and so am I. We are together, and we will not lose."

Almost immediately, Shen Zeming frowned fiercely, pulled out his hand abruptly, turned to look at the man with a cold face, and was about to raise his hand to beat him, when he saw Qi Jingchen walking towards him with a gloomy expression.

So the slap that should have landed on the man's face turned around and landed on the man's shoulder.

Shen Zeming stood up from the booth, his right hand on the man's shoulder suddenly tightened, and the distance between the two shortened instantly. He turned his face slightly, and held his breath close to the man's ear.

The man didn't know why, but he was also happy to see the result. He embraced Shen Zeming and was about to make the next move when he was suddenly pulled behind him, followed by a solid punch on the bridge of the nose.

The punch was so forceful that the man fell to the ground on his back without defense, and large streams of blood sprayed out along his nasal cavity, soon soaking his white and clean shirt.

Qi Jingchen's eyes were cold and fierce, and he looked at him arrogantly and condescendingly, like a wolf patrolling its territory.

The man was in so much pain that he couldn't even open his eyes, he covered his bloody nose and curled up on the ground.

But not enough.

Qi Jingchen lowered his head and rolled up his sleeves, moved his wrist slightly, a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips, and stepped forward slowly, stepping on the man's left hand that was spread on the ground expressionlessly.

"This hand?" His voice was very weak, with one hand in his pocket, eyes downcast, he stepped on the back of the man's hand carelessly and crushed it.

The man immediately screamed like a pig.

Qi Jingchen still had that indifferent look, lowering his eyes and slowly adjusting his cuffs.If one ignores the miserable state of the man under his feet, it is indeed a pleasing scene.

Hearing the sound, the manager of Qing Bar who came to fight for the fight saw this, and just uttered a syllable, Qi Jingchen raised his eyelids and glanced at him.

The store manager opened his mouth and couldn't help but keep quiet.

Qi Jingchen hooked his lips at him, stepped on the leather shoes on the back of the man's hand, but stepped on the man's shoulder even harder.

"And here?"

There was no expression on his face, and the next second, he heard a "click", the man's body trembled violently, his eyes rolled over, and he passed out.

The people gathered around were stunned and speechless, the music had stopped, and the whole bar fell into a strange silence.

And Shen Zeming stood opposite Qi Jingchen, his brows raised slightly, as if he was watching a good show.

Qi Jingchen raised his chin at him and said lightly, "Come here."

Shen Zeming glanced at him, turned around expressionlessly, and walked out of the crowd.

Qi Jingchen squinted his eyes, ignoring the gazes around him, returned to his seat, took Shen Zeming's clothes and mobile phone, and chased him out with strides.

There is a dark corner sheltered from the wind outside the Qing Bar, because there are no street lights, and some gangsters often come out to make troubles in this area, so basically no one will go there under normal circumstances.

Qi Jingchen didn't notice this at first, when he was about to turn to the opposite side of the road against the wind and snow, he suddenly stretched out a hand from the darkness, grabbed his clothes and pulled him in.

Shen Zeming stood leaning against the wall, biting a cigarette, staring at him with a half-smile.

Qi Jingchen's eyes darkened, he didn't speak, he threw away the clothes in his hand, clasped the back of Shen Zeming's neck and kissed him fiercely.

This kiss has a strong meaning of venting anger, and it is almost out of order. The two hug each other tightly, chasing each other, biting and tearing, breathing the breath that belongs to each other, the mouth is full of blood, the blood is mixed together, it is hard to tell who bit who broke.

Both of them held it in for too long, and soon felt that they were almost going to shoot their guns in the freezing field.

In the end, it was Shen Zeming's remaining rationality that prevented the possible out-of-control scene from happening next. He directed Qi Jingchen to pick up the things scattered on the ground, and stopped the car on the street to go home.

In the car, Qi Jingchen calmed down a bit, took out a handkerchief and alcohol pads from his pocket, and wiped Shen Zeming's right hand over and over again.

Shen Zeming glanced at him, the emotion revealed in his eyes seemed to disapprove, but he didn't stop it.

When going upstairs, Qi Jingchen was about to use the key to open the door of Shen Zeming's house, but Shen Zeming held it down.

"Go to your home."

After speaking, he rubbed Qi Jingchen's shoulder and walked upstairs.

Qi Jingchen curled his lips, and quickly followed without asking why.

As soon as he entered the door, Shen Zeming took off the tie on his chest, and ordered softly: "Low your head and close your eyes."

Qi Jingchen raised his eyebrows, lowered his head obediently and closed his eyes, and then the warm silk tie covered his eyes.

Shen Zeming led him, crossed the living room, and opened the bedroom door.

He sat down by the bed, and the next moment, there was a "click" in his ears, and a pair of cold shackles were put on his hands.

Shen Zeming dared to lock him up.