Dawn After Darkness of Doom

After Qi Min left with the man, Wang Bin had been waiting at the door of their room, pacing back and forth. Now he was relieved when he saw the man coming up from the downstairs. He smiled lightly again and felt that he was too nervous. Still don't know, what can the other party do to him, at most they say something unpleasant.

"Ms. Liu didn't make things difficult for you, did she?" Seeing that the boy stopped in front of him, and there was nothing wrong with his face, he was completely relieved, it seemed that he hadn't suffered any grievances.

Seeing him waiting here, he knew that he was thinking about it, and Qi Min shook his head lightly at him with warmth in his heart. This man has taken great care of him since he met him, and even Ai Wu and Wu Ta would remember it in his heart.

Wang Bin raised his hand and patted his shoulder and didn't stay any longer. They came back sweating and didn't even have time to take a shower. They must be uncomfortable now, so he won't stay here for nothing.

Watching the person leave, Qi Min turned around and opened the door to enter the room. In the space filled with that person's aura, he took a deep breath and let it out slowly. He stood there for a while before walking to the sofa. sit down.

The woman's room filled with the smell of artificial perfume didn't make him feel so comfortable. Facing her felt different from facing the mother and child. They were real outsiders, but the woman was not.

In any case, she was the one who made Mo Yin born into this world. No matter how much dissatisfaction and resentment that person had towards her, he couldn't let go of this bond. They were emotionally strangers, but they were inseparable in blood.

What he said today has actually crossed the line. Even if he wants to question her, it should be done by that person himself. He has clearly made a decision not to intervene, but he can't control his impulsiveness.

He closed his eyes, opened them again, raised his hand and put it in front of his eyes, his eyes gradually became a little lax, no matter what kind of mother, as long as she is by her side, there will always be a thought, unlike him ...

He suddenly withdrew his hand and put it on his heart, trembling and tightening his clothes, the scene of that day is still as if it just happened in retrospect. He didn't know what expression he had at that time, but he thought, it should be as indifferent as every time before Bar.

Obviously, it has been a long time since I recalled the matter, but today I was hooked again because of a short conversation. If she was still there, what would she be like?

Recalling the woman he saw on the small screen, holding a bouquet of roses and smiling like a flower, with such a smile, she should be a very gentle person.

But these, he will never know... With his arms around himself, he curled up on the small single sofa and slowly closed his eyes. He didn't know when that person would come back, and he missed him a little.

It wasn't until the light in the room gradually dimmed that Qi Min opened his eyes. He fell asleep on the sofa, rubbed his brows and sat up straight, looking around the empty room. Mo Yin hadn't come back yet.

He sighed softly, feeling the stickiness on his body, got up, took his clothes and went to the bathroom. He didn't know what that person was busy with, and there was no sign of him at such a late hour.

The warm water was washing over his body, and he reached out to brush the hair hanging down his face. His mind was a little more relaxed than before, and now he was really more sentimental, and he didn't know if it was good or not.

In the middle of the shower, he heard the door opening outside. Accompanied by footsteps, he stopped at the door of the bathroom and walked away quickly. After that, there was no obvious sound.

He quickly rinsed off the foam on his body, put on a bathrobe after wiping off the water, and went out. The person he was thinking about was sitting on the sofa with his back facing him.

"Is everything over?" Qi Min leaned over and put his hands on his shoulders, and walked around in front of him, but found that his expression was a little bit wrong, he lowered his eyes and didn't look at him, he was slightly stunned and slightly bent Lowered down, "What's wrong with you?"

Smelling the smell of shower gel on his body, Mo Yin looked up, his eyes were a little dark, he raised his hand to hook the man's chin, and said, "Did you talk to that woman today?"

Qi Min didn't expect that he found out about it as soon as he came back. Thinking that Wang Bin and the others might have told him, he nodded, "Well, I happened to meet him when I came back, so I went to sit down."

"Really, what did you talk about?" Mo Yin gently rubbed his chin with his hand, watching him a little differently from before, without even a smile in his eyes.

Qi Min felt more and more weird about him. He held his hand and gently stroked his cheek, feeling a little worried in his heart, "What happened? You don't seem to be very happy."

Mo Yin let him touch him, leaned closer to him, his eyes suddenly became a little sharper, "I ask you, is it because of me or those foreign objects that you stay by my side?"

His sudden question made Qi Min a little dazed, do they still need to ask this kind of question?Thinking of Liu Siyun's conversation with himself before, he had a bad feeling, "Did you hear something?"

"What? Are you scared?" Mo Yin tilted his head with a sneer, raised his hand and shook his hand away, and leaned against the back of the sofa, "Coincidentally, I also met that woman when I came back. She gave me I heard something."

Qi Min glanced at the hand that was thrown away by him, and turned his gaze back when he heard his words. Seeing his expression, he took a step back, "What did you hear?"

"How high are the conditions for you to leave me?" Mo Yin stood up and looked at him condescendingly, with some aggressive eyes, "It turns out that the relationship between us is also conditional."

Qi Min froze on the spot, these words are not the same as before... They were only said to satirize that woman, he didn't mean that, how could he be misunderstood by this person?

"No, listen to me, I..." He wanted to hold the other's hand hanging by his side, but was caught by his sideways avoidance, and he slowly retracted it, not knowing how to follow He explained clearly.

Mo Yin turned around and walked away from him, stood in front of the window and looked out, with some reluctance in his straight back, "I thought you were the one who loves me the most in this world, but now it seems that you are not. "

Such a somewhat lonely voice made Qi Min's heart ache, he stepped forward and stretched out his arms to hug him, and pressed his body tightly against his back, "I love you, I really love you."

The room was silent for a long time, and suddenly there was a burst of light laughter with pleasure, the body he held in his hands trembled a little, and he stood there blankly, not knowing what was going on.

Mo Yin turned around to face him, his brows and eyes were full of smiles, there was no trace of indifference just now, he bowed his head and kissed him hard on the forehead, "Well, I love you too. "

It took Qi Min a long time to react before he realized that he was joking with himself, he let out a sigh of relief and lowered his head lightly, his heart was still beating violently, clamoring that he was full of uneasiness.

Seeing him lower his head without saying a word, Mo Yin wondered if he had gone too far, this man's hair was still wet and he didn't bother to brush it, and he regretted making such a joke with him.

After getting what he wanted, he was full of joy when he came back, ready to plan when to use it, but when he saw the woman in the living room, his happiness dropped a bit.

Glancing at her, Mo Yin turned his eyes away and didn't intend to pay attention to her. They had nothing to say between them, but they didn't expect to be stopped by the other party before they could take a step.

Looking over with some impatience, the woman was standing up from the sofa, walked up to him and stood still, with a smile on her face, the kind he hated the most, the hypocrisy and affectation made people sick.

But before he could say anything, the woman lifted up a recording pen and pressed it on. The familiar voice from inside made him feel cold, and he listened to a few short conversations with a blank expression.

He was not happy because of what Qi Min said, he knew what was going on with the other party, and he didn't need to find out from others, but he was annoyed that this woman went to talk to that person while he wasn't there.

It's just that his face obviously misunderstood Liu Siyun, leaving behind a sentence "It's better to end early than to be more painful when betrayed" and then turned and went upstairs, no matter whether she made people feel upside down or not.

That still calm attitude made Mo Yin tighten the hand hanging by his side. This is his so-called mother. She used the means to deal with others on her own son.

He returned to the room full of anger, but he calmed down when he heard the noise in the bathroom. No matter what, he had this person by his side, as long as he still loved himself, it was enough.

He slumped on the sofa and waited for someone to come out. Thinking of the recording he just heard, he felt bad. He especially wanted to see what the other person's expression would be like later, and that's why he came out just now.

In fact, I couldn’t hold back when I saw him explaining to himself in a panic, and the fragrance on his body that teased me all the time, and the appearance of water droplets on his hair sliding down his neck, so he hurriedly recited it later. Go away, afraid of being unable to hold back.

"Qi Min, I was just teasing you just now, are you angry with me?" Mo Yin carefully supported his shoulder, a little bit about to cry, is this shooting himself in the foot?

The drooping head in front of his eyes shook slightly, and he paused for a while, as if he was afraid that he would not believe it, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm not angry."

However, Mo Yin always felt that something was wrong. The hand on his shoulder moved to his cheek, and gently lifted it up. At this moment, those dark eyes were a little red, with a clear watery gleam.

He was stunned, his whole body was a little stiff, until the other person turned his face away, turned around and seemed to want to walk away, he reacted and grabbed him, feeling very flustered, "Are you... crying?"

With his back turned to him, Qi Min closed his eyes to relieve the soreness, but because the temperature on his wrist became more and more irresistible, he didn't dare to turn around, so he shook his head again.

Mo Yincai wouldn't believe it, as soon as he pulled the person back hard with his hands, a teardrop happened to fall from the corner of the other person's eye, and it mixed with the water dripping from the hair, making it impossible to tell the difference.

This made him feel bad, and he wiped it away with his hand. He has seen this person cry only a handful of times, but every time it was because of him, the regret in his heart instantly overwhelmed him, and directly embraced him. In the arms, "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

Qi Min was surrounded by a more intense atmosphere than the one left in the room, and those broken emotions seemed to be soothed in an instant. He wanted to say that it was not his fault, but he opened his mouth but got a little choked up.

The sobbing like a small animal immediately made Mo Yin's heart into a ball, wishing to slap himself to death, he knew that this person would take his words seriously, why would he make such a joke with him!

Just when he had killed himself hundreds of times in his heart, the other party's hands climbed onto his back and held his clothes tightly, and a hoarse voice still rang in his ears, "Mo Yin, this time You can comfort me instead..."