overdue lover

Chapter 13

Everyone drank, and the boss of Eden called a driver for them, but one was missing.

When the boss scolded his subordinates for not being able to do things well, Ji Qinglin stopped him, took the initiative to let the surrogate driver out, and said that he was walking home.

Old people in the workplace like such winking subordinates, and Ji Qinglin once again won the favor of Sister Na.

After sending everyone away, Ji Qinglin stretched out his hand and rubbed his cheeks that were stiff from laughing, then turned and walked in the opposite direction.

It often snowed in Lucheng at the end of the year. When he walked to the street and waited for the signal light, he looked up and found that the snow had fallen again.

When the green light came on, Ji Qinglin quickened his pace.

He didn't want to be found frozen to death on the side of the road the next day.

His mind kept playing the conversation between Sister Na and Pei Yang, as well as the expression of Gu Yinmo talking.

He was glad that he was sober and did not allow Gu Yinmo to go off the rails and do more excessive things to himself.

In the snowstorm, Ji Qinglin suddenly slowed down and looked down at his empty palm.

In the winter when Gu Yinmo just left, he habitually put an electric hand warmer in his coat.

When walking on the road, he held the hand warmer and imagined that he was wrapped in Gu Yinmo's warm and dry hands.

At least it doesn't seem so lonely.

He can still lie to himself that Gu Yinmo is still by his side.

The snow was getting bigger and bigger, and under the background of light and shadow, Ji Qinglin, who was alone, looked very lonely, and the giant steel beasts standing on both sides seemed to open their mouths wide at him.

Ji Qinglin gathered his collar and wrapped himself up more tightly.

He relied on the warm phantom left to him by Gu Yinmo to fight against the city and the world tenaciously, but in the end, it seemed that he was the only one who was stubborn.

Gu Yinmo didn't have to have him.

Ji Qinglin stepped on the ice, slipped, staggered a few steps, and almost fell into the mud.

He leaned on the wall to stand still, the down jacket and hat were blown up by the wind, the wind and snow unscrupulously pounced on his face and hair, and got into his collar, Ji Qinglin had no choice but to take back his hand supporting the wall, and wrapped himself up in a hurry.

Drunkenness and the cold wind were the most prevalent, Ji Qinglin's brain was dizzy, and a black car vaguely parked in front of him.

You won't encounter kidnapping, will you?

Ji Qinglin rubbed his eyes, turned his back against the wall, and squinted his eyes to see who was coming in the wind and snow.

The figure of the man was against the bright neon lights on the opposite side, and the outline became clearer and clearer. The wind seemed to be particularly attached to him, and was reluctant to mess up his hair, so he only gently lifted the corner of his clothes, and sent him to Ji Qinglin.

Ji Qinglin subconsciously reached into his pocket to touch the cold hand warmer.

This action brought him an endless sense of security.

The man didn't give Ji Qinglin time to react, his fingers followed him into his pockets, and he held the back of his hand, interlocking his fingers deeply.

Before Ji Qinglin even had time to exclaim, he was led into the alley beside him by that man.

The alley is bottomless. Looking up, all you can see is the dark walls of the building and the snowflakes falling in bits and pieces.

Still in shock, Ji Qinglin breathed in the cold air, trying to find a way to get rid of the person in front of him.

The man pulled Ji Qinglin's hand out of his pocket in a calm manner. As for the cold hand warmer, he brought it out lightly and slowly, and after looking down contemptuously, it fell at the feet of the two of them.

Seeing that Ji Qinglin didn't resist, he became bolder, put Ji Qinglin's hand on the wall, and leaned over.

Ji Qinglin heard the man whisper "tsk", and felt that the zipper of the down jacket was pulled open with one hand, and his face was forced to be exposed. He smelled the familiar ebony agarwood mixed with the smell of dry tobacco.

The snow-falling city, the deep alleys, the slightly drunk Guiren, everything is so perfect and just right.

Just when Gu Yinmo was about to take advantage of others, he was interrupted by Ji Qinglin's sobbing voice.

"Let go of me, Gu Yinmo."

Gu Yinmo didn't continue his actions, he saw the tears rolling in Ji Qinglin's eyes clearly, and he was hit hard somewhere in his heart.

He moved his Adam's apple and looked at Ji Qinglin quietly.

Ji Qinglin admitted that seeing Gu Yinmo's face would still make his heart flutter. He longed to be held in Gu Yinmo's arms, comforted softly, and even touched intimately, but now he can only ask with a trembling voice: "What kind of game is this?" , how many times do you have to play before you give up?"

"Teasing me, isn't it fun?"

"Isn't it fun to see me being overwhelmed by you?"

Maybe it was the snow falling in the eyes, the tears in Ji Qinglin's eyes fell down in an instant, falling straight between the two of them.

Ji Qinglin didn't want Gu Yinmo to find him crying, he raised his head and looked at the black snow-falling sky, the straight and steep wall was like a cliff, pressing him to the bottom of the cliff, unable to breathe.

Ji Qinglin took a deep breath, his shoulders slowly slumped, he looked into Gu Yinmo's eyes, and asked the last question, "Isn't it interesting that I can't forget you?"

Gu Yinmo got the result he wanted, but there was no fluctuation in his heart.

"Why didn't you refute?" Gu Yinmo tried to get closer to Ji Qinglin again, his tone increased, "Why didn't you reject that woman?"

The woman he was talking about was Sister Na.

Ji Qinglin was stunned by Gu Yinmo's question, and the tears in his eyes seemed to fall when he moved.

He snorted softly, turned his face away and looked at the darkness behind Gu Yinmo.

"I have no choice, Gu Yinmo." Ji Qinglin sniffled, and the corners of her raised lips formed a perfect arc, "Sister Na is my client, I can't refuse her."

this is the truth.

Ji Qinglin is no longer the person who does what he wants, he has learned to pretend and obey, and summed up his professional experience through repeated suppression.

— He must satisfy his customers.

Ji Qinglin looked at Gu Yinmo's face again, with a flattering smile on his face, "Gu Dong, I can't afford to offend anyone in this circle."

Gu Yinmo gritted his back molars, let out a sneer, gradually tightened his fingers, and pretended to be relaxed, "Well, since you don't refute, then you will be the photographer, I don't care."

Gu Yinmo lowered his eyebrows and stared at Ji Qinglin for a few seconds, then shook off Ji Qinglin's hand like a dirty thing, like throwing away a shoe.

Before leaving, he still didn't forget to look back and sarcastically, "Ji Qinglin, do you need to introduce some more big clients to you?"

He thought Ji Qinglin would not answer him, but he didn't expect to hear a faint "Okay" after waiting for a while.

Ji Qinglin raised his tear-stained face, his lips were red and his teeth were white and pure as before, what Gu Yinmo hated the most was what he said: "Trouble Gu Dong."

Gu Yinmo's face turned cold instantly, he pursed his lips and nodded, and said yes with a smile, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Seeing Gu Yinmo's figure disappear into the alley, Ji Qinglin leaned his back against the wall, his legs softened, and he slid on the snow-covered stone bricks.

His hands were on the ground, and his fingers touched a hard mass.

It's that cold light blue hand warmer.

It was stained with melted snow and was terribly dirty.

Like Ji Qinglin's feelings that can't see the light.

Ji Qinglin wiped it with his fingers, but he couldn't clean the dirty place, so he cried like a child.

The choked sound was drowned in the crook of his arms.

【Speak】

Happy New Years Eve! ! !

Good night everyone