Professional dismantling

Zhao's mother laughed even more happily, "How is your height? Is it tall?"

Zhao Yao didn't look back at her directly this time, and didn't look away. Looking at his mother's happy smile, he asked, "Do you like tall ones?"

"It's not that I like it, but it must be better to be tall, where the genes are."

Zhao Yao immediately shook his head like a rattle, "It's short, probably not even 1.5 meters."

Zhao's mother frowned when she heard this, "I can't, why don't you say it's a fitness coach, why is the coach so short now?"

Zhao Yao glanced at his mother with a guilty conscience, "I understand that, anyway, he's quite short, walking with me is like a minor."

Zhao's mother frowned even tighter, and muttered: "Professor Lin didn't say that, why is it so unreliable, I have to ask tomorrow."

Seeing that this matter was temporarily over, Zhao Yao got up and pressed his mother Zhao's shoulder and said, "I'm so tired today, I'll go back to my room to sleep first, don't worry about it, fate is so unpredictable through."

After returning to the room, Zhao Yao immediately locked the door, turned back and leaned on the door, patted his chest and heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, his mother didn't say that he should call now to ask questions, otherwise his nonsense would be punished on the spot. Torn apart.

It's just that the breath was relieved, and before he was shocked by a sharp look from the opposite side, Qin Yin sat on the couch at the end of the bed, with his long legs slanted to one side, and a pair of loose pajama pants on his lower body , from Zhao Yao's perspective, you can see the half-hidden hip bones, and half-naked upper body is holding his chest and squinting at him.

Zhao Yao's legs went limp for no reason, damn it, this pose is so fucking provocative...

"How does it feel to have dinner with the girl?" Qin Yin put away her long legs and swayed towards him half-way, with a smile on her lips and half-bent eyes.

"Just a simple blind date..." Zhao Yao lacked confidence when he said this, and Zhao Ma had told Qin Yin about this kind of thing more than once, but Qin Yin always rejected it thoroughly every time. With no other choice, he extended his claws to him.

"Simple?" Qin Yin hooked his chin and scratched it with his index finger twice, "How do you get along?"

"Hey..." Zhao Yao was a little itchy to be picked up by him, and raised his hand to hold his wrist, but he didn't push it away, "I'm just going for a cutscene."

"Why do you say you are so uneasy?" Qin Yin moved her face forward, and spoke in a low voice, "You still lied to me that you are in the gym, tell me, what's wrong with this?"

Zhao Yao felt that he did not do this properly, but he also concealed it out of fear that Qin Yin would be unhappy knowing that he was going to have dinner with his blind date. Thinking of this, he felt aggrieved, frowned and shouted in disbelief: "Eat the meal, cheat and cheat, what do you think?"

Qin Yin was amused by his appearance, pinched his chin with his hand and lifted it up slightly, licked his chin lightly with the tip of his tongue, and the smile in his eyes deepened, "How about a debt of favor, let's taste it."

Zhao Yao was almost paralyzed after camping on the unnamed mountain. The mountain is not very high, only 2000 meters, but the slope is not a star and a half, and there is no cableway.

"When I went down the mountain, my legs were shaking like a sieve..." Zhao Yao complained while putting his backpack on Qin Yin's car, "There is not even a small shop on the mountain, and all the food and drink have to be carried up from the bottom of the mountain. When I went down the mountain, I wanted to lie down and roll down."

"I'll give you a press when I get home..." Qin Yin took the lead in getting into the car, "Shut up for a while, and call you when you get home."

Zhao Yaowo placed several posses on the co-pilot but failed to fall asleep, Qin Yin glanced at him sideways, "Did you sleep well?"

"Can't sleep, go back to sleep, don't be in a hurry." Zhao Yao straightened his body and adjusted the chair back to lie down halfway. His back was a little stiff. Two female colleagues bought a lot of fruit, and he The backpack was quite big, so he was naturally allowed to carry it in the end.

"Ching Ming, follow me to see someone." Qin Yin said suddenly after a while, but didn't look at him.

"Who do you have to see at Qingming?" Zhao Yao didn't think much, and asked without raising his head, half-closed his eyes.

"my mother."

Zhao Yao was startled, if it was Qin Yin's mother, then he really had to go to Qingming Festival.

But it was Qin Yin who took the initiative to mention his mother to him, and Zhao Yao came to the answer without thinking too much about this kind of thing.

"it is good."

Qin Yin's mother was buried in a cemetery in the western suburbs. Zhao Yao followed Qin Yin and walked in. The weather in April was not as cold as early spring, but Zhao Yao still tightened his grip on the thin black Windbreaker, it's getting late now, there are almost no people in the cemetery, but there are many people who come to worship with flowers during the day, and it's all white at a glance.

Zhao Yao tightened his grip on the flowers, walked two steps quickly and followed behind Qin Yin until Qin Yin stood in front of a tomb one meter away from him. Zhao Yao put the flowers on it. There was a photo on the tombstone. Very young and beautiful.

Zhao Yao backed up to Qin Yin after placing the flowers, Qin Yin kept his hands in his pockets, his eyes were fixed on the tombstone but he didn't have much focus, and there was no expression on his face, but Zhao Yao could see it from his quiet appearance. Feeling the surge in his heart, Qin Yin like this made him feel a little distressed for no reason.

He seemed to understand why Qin Yin chose such a time to pay homage to her mother. Only when the night and night are together, there is no need to pretend. Qin Yin is that kind of person. Zhao Yao played hooligans and joked in an extremely unscrupulous manner, but he who has been strong since his mother's death can only show his fragile side at this time.

He wanted to reach out and hold him, but he held back after thinking about it. In front of his mother, such a behavior didn't seem very good.

Not half a minute after Zhao Yao's idea was vetoed by himself, Qin Yin took out his hand from his pocket and quietly grabbed his. A little happiness could be seen in the corner of his eyes.

"Mom, this is Zhao Yao..." He took his hand and gently wrapped it around his side, and said to the smiling woman on the tombstone, "I'll bring him to worship you."

These seemingly calm and extremely normal words caused ripples in Zhao Yao's originally calm heart. At this time, he was miraculously able to hear other deep meanings from Qin Yin's ordinary words. Come.

Qin Yin grasped his hand tightly, Zhao Yao smiled embarrassedly, and greeted the woman in the photo, "Hello, Auntie, I'm Zhao Yao."

After Zhao Yao's greeting, Qin Yin didn't speak for a long time. Normally, Zhao Yao would not have the patience to wait, but today is different, the place is different, and the person he is facing is even more different. The person in front of him is Qin Yin Zhao Yao is willing to save this patience.

"Are you disappointed?" Qin Yin let go of Zhao Yao's hand and squatted down gently. His fingers lightly slid across the photo on the tombstone, and he said slowly, "Although I'm disappointed, I don't think you should object too much. I remember you said , as long as you really like it, that is love."

Zhao Yao stepped forward lightly but did not squat down like Qin Yin. Qin Yin leaned back lightly as if feeling something, Zhao Yao stood up straight and let him lean on him lightly.

"I found my love..." Qin Yin tilted his head back and rubbed against Zhao Yao's thigh, "So I plan to share some of this happiness with you."

They stayed in the cemetery for nearly an hour. Zhao Yao hadn't spoken much since he called Auntie, and Qin Yin didn't say much. When he left, Qin Yin frowned slightly, "I Legs are numb."

Zhao Yao glanced at him speechlessly, knelt down and rubbed his legs with his hands, then raised his eyes to look at him, "Is it better?"

Qin Yin's mood improved a lot, and he nodded, "It's much better, what a skillful hand."

The word "roll" almost blurted out. Fortunately, Zhao Yao still remembered that he was in front of Qin Yin's mother. Although he was facing a cold tombstone, he still had this kind of respect at least. Especially facing Qin Yin's mother.

Zhao Yao thought for a while and quickly bowed to the tomb, "Qin Yin and I will visit you often, if you don't mind."

"My mother will definitely not dislike it..." After getting in the car, Qin Yin directly opened the passenger door, "Come and drive, I'll take a rest."

Zhao Yao reversed the car and drove towards the main road, "How do you know that your mother won't dislike her?"

"My mother likes good-looking people..." Qin Yin smiled when she said this, "Your looks will definitely catch the eye."

"Do you have a score?" Zhao Yao was helpless.

"My mother and father are in a business marriage..." After a long time, Qin Yin took out a pack of cigarettes from somewhere in the car, took one of the cigarettes in his mouth, opened the car window and smoked hard After taking a puff, he slowly exhaled a puff of smoke and said softly, "But my mother really likes my father..." Qin Yin sighed when he said this, "But my father likes your mother."

Zhao Yao wanted to say, this is too bloody, this drama is precipitously the prototype of that brain-dead author, but now as the son of the protagonist in the brain-dead drama, he feels a little sad, this traditional triangle of I love you and you love him The love relationship seems extremely clichéd, but it is so difficult to bear it.

Zhao Yao didn't ask and then, Qin Yin said on his own, "My mother and Aunt Zhao are classmates, they are very close, like girlfriends, but she resolutely chooses to get married, even if the person she loves loves her." The person is not her.

My mother died of illness when I was 14 years old. When she died, she told me that love is mutual. One-sided love is not love but shackles. She was bound by the shackles she gave for more than ten years and was tired. "

Zhao Yao could imagine Qin Yin's mood at that time, and he could also understand the way he saw him getting along with his father later, but he felt a little strange that he was able to accept Zhao Shumin and his father who were against his father in everything. Dad talking about love at dusk?