Chapter 67 One Fall
Chapter 67 One Fall
Ji Qinglin was hit so hard that his eyes were black, he quickly broke free from the man's arms and sat down, rubbing the back of his head and glaring at him.
"Are you..."
Seeing the man's face clearly, Ji Qinglin's question got stuck in his throat, and he couldn't speak anymore.
He took a while to accept the reality, looked at the surrounding environment, and said in surprise: "I'm in your car?"
Gu Yinmo hummed, still covering his chin with his hand.
When it was over, Ji Qinglin peeked at Gu Yinmo's injury, suspecting that his jaw had been cracked by himself.
Seeing Gu Yinmo clutching the wound and not moving, Ji Qinglin's Adam's apple rolled up and down, "You, are you okay..."
Gu Yinmo raised his eyelids and glanced at him, Ji Qinglin immediately fell silent, and sat obediently aside, neither staying nor leaving.
When he was at a loss, Gu Yinmo said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Get out of the car."
"Oh." Ji Qinglin prevaricated him, then opened the door and jumped out of the car.
He didn't look back, and closed the car door with his backhand, but the door was held back by a powerful force.
Ji Qinglin turned around, only to realize that he almost got Gu Yinmo's leg stuck in the seam of the car.
Gu Yinmo was holding the car door with one hand, staring at him gloomyly.
"I really didn't do it on purpose..." blurted out an apology, but no matter how you looked at it, it looked like it was intentional, Ji Qinglin felt like crying.
He didn't know if Gu Yinmo believed his words, but when he saw Gu Yinmo holding his paper bag in the other hand, he felt even more disturbed.
"That... This is mine, my thing." Before entering the corridor, Ji Qinglin stammered and stopped him, hoping he would give it back to him.
Gu Yinmo paused, and asked intentionally, "What did you do today?"
Ji Qinglin clenched his fingers, lowered his head and said nothing.
The elevator door opened, but Gu Yinmo still had no intention of leaving. Ji Qinglin slowly became nervous, and his fingers became tighter and tighter.
As the number of elevator floors rose, Ji Qinglin glanced at Gu Yinmo's back from time to time, hesitating how to refuse him to enter his home.
As a result of hesitation, Gu Yinmo walked into Ji Qinglin's house logically.
Gu Yinmo put the paper bag on the dining table, turned around and stared at Ji Qinglin who was motionless.
Ji Qinglin lowered his head, looking a little too angry to speak out. He didn't dare to drive Gu Yinmo out, so he could only say: "I don't have your slippers at home..."
After he finished speaking, he looked at the floor under his feet. Not far away, Gu Yinmo let out a short laugh from his nasal cavity.
Ji Qinglin was a little irritable, stepped on his left foot and kicked off his right foot, and asked Gu Yinmo, "What are you laughing at?"
He didn't expect Gu Yinmo to answer himself, and went straight into the kitchen to pour water.
From the reflection of the metal edge of the cabinet, Gu Yinmo was leaning against the sliding door of the kitchen boredly and tilting his head to look at himself.
Neuropathy.
Ji Qinglin only dared to scold him in his heart, and attributed all the bad moods of the day to Gu Yinmo.
After drinking a stomachful of water, Ji Qinglin turned around and walked out of the kitchen, ignoring Gu Yinmo.
Throwing the socks into the laundry basket, picking up the paper bag on the dining table, Ji Qinglin went straight to the living room and sat down, taking out the things one by one and counting them.
The two of them haven't seen each other since the year, and Ji Qinglin peeked at Gu Yinmo from the corner of his eye while tidying up.
Saying that he is not worried about Gu Yinmo's injury is a lie, Ji Qinglin is always okay to ask him about his situation as a friend, otherwise it will seem too unreasonable, so he pretends to be unintentional and casually asks: "How is your health?" ?”
Gu Yinmo stood in the shadows, he looked exhausted, his whole body was listless and in urgent need of recharging.
"Urgent need to recharge" is Ji Qinglin's exclusive term for Gu Yinmo.
When the two lived together, Gu Yinmo became the president of the student union, taking care of other responsibilities in the school. On weekends, he had to go home to accompany his father to entertain friends and guests. Some nights when he came back, he was always listless. Ji Qinglin helped them take a bath. Wiping his body, Ji Qinglin looked at him like a robot that had exhausted its electricity and entered standby mode.
Charging is just some small exercise in bed.
After the end, Gu Yinmo got up refreshed and continued to work, and Ji Qinglin had a sore back and back for several days and couldn't rest.
Gu Yinmo even gave him a fitness card for this purpose.
But in the end Ji Qinglin was not allowed to go on the excuse that the gym was not clean.
Ji Qinglin knew that it wasn't that he disliked the gym being unclean, it was that Gu Yinmo was too sensitive and felt that someone was coveting him, but it was actually his heart—he always wanted to write something.
Speaking of charging, Ji Qinglin immediately became vigilant, and once again looked at Gu Yinmo with hostile eyes.
I don't know if it's because he changed his face too quickly, or because of his concern that he pretended not to care, which made Gu Yinmo's lips twitch.
"I'm not bad, how are you?" Gu Yinmo naturally asked Ji Qinglin the question.
Ji Qinglin hugged the soft lamb in his arms, straightened his back, and said forcefully, "I, I'm fine too."
After getting the answer, Gu Yinmo was obviously not satisfied, he still stood where he was, looking at Ji Qinglin like a wild wolf staring at its prey in the dark.
Ji Qinglin shuddered, gritted his teeth, tilted his head slightly, and forcibly used his back to shield Gu Yinmo's gaze, "I'm going to rest, can you leave my house?"
After a suffocating silence, Ji Qinglin heard someone approaching him, and then the sofa beside him sank.
The light smell of tobacco leather brought Ji Qinglin back to the past almost instantly.
Like a cat whose tail was stepped on suddenly, he moved a few times in the opposite direction, far away from Gu Yinmo.
"What are you doing sitting down? My family doesn't welcome you!" Ji Qinglin held the lamb tightly and drove Gu Yinmo away from him, "If you don't leave, I'll call the police!"
Gu Yinmo was still sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed in his spare time. He couldn't tell his mood. The fingers resting on the back of the sofa knocked on the edge of the sofa intentionally or unintentionally. The room was so quiet that the wind outside the window could be heard clearly. The beating sound almost coincided with Ji Qinglin's heartbeat.
He was terrified of such a silent Gu Yinmo, who seemed to swallow himself alive in the next second, but he didn't know who to turn to for help while holding the phone.
Should I call Dai Xingruo?She is on the set, so she probably won't be able to come back... Should I call Luo Huan?Call Mr. Floys?Call Liang Jing?Who can save myself...
"Ji Qinglin."
Gu Yinmo suddenly called his name, Ji Qinglin's shoulders shook violently, and he turned his head timidly.
Seeing that he was as scared as a little rabbit, Gu Yinmo originally planned to leave after a few words, but now she thought of playing tricks on him.
He patted his thigh, "Come here, lie down."
Ji Qinglin was stunned, "...what did you say?"
Gu Yinmo smiled, "I know you heard clearly."
Ji Qinglin still didn't move, the hand holding the doll almost wanted to crush the cloth.
Gu Yinmo raised his tone, "Put down that sheep and lie down."
Ji Qinglin bit her lower lip hard, took a deep breath, "Gu Yinmo, what do you think of me?"
Gu Yinmo was yelled at and leaned back on the sofa.
"...Do you think I'm your pet that comes and goes when you call it?" Ji Qinglin trembled with anger, with clear tears in his eyes.
"I don't think so."
"But that's what you do!"
Ji Qinglin hugged the lamb tightly in his arms, and was about to rub it into his chest, but he needed the courage to confront Gu Yinmo, he didn't know how to prevent the man in front of him from further invading.
The fatigue and sleepiness of the whole day were on his back, coupled with the catalysis of Gu Yinmo's words and actions, Ji Qinglin's mood began to fluctuate violently.
"Can you leave my house? I'm really tired. I don't want to see you, I don't want to quarrel with you, and I don't want to talk to you...Can you go?" At the end, she almost begged.
Gu Yinmo still had no intention of leaving, and he saw Ji Qinglin's collapsed appearance. He didn't take a tissue from the table until Ji Qinglin calmed down, and handed it to Ji Qinglin.
"I didn't want to quarrel with you, and I'm tired too," Gu Yinmo explained to Ji Qinglin as patiently as possible, "Can you accompany me for a while."
Ji Qinglin knew that he couldn't escape tonight, so he reluctantly lay down.
Even if he was lying down, he didn't want to face Gu Yinmo, but the coffee table outside.
Gu Yinmo's fingers were tangled around Ji Qinglin's soft hair, and his heavy breathing fell on Ji Qinglin's neck from time to time, and Ji Qinglin locked his body tightly.
The actions of the two of them are the same as those in the car, but Gu Yinmo still feels that something is not right.
He looked down, and Ji Qinglin's body shivered slightly and shrank into a ball, almost falling off the edge of the sofa.
Gu Yinmo asked himself why he forced Ji Qinglin in this way, and he didn't understand the reason until he put his arms around Ji Qinglin's waist and suddenly saw Ji Qinglin's slightly hateful eyes.
Hate it, Gu Yinmo thought, with more and more hatred, the day when all the truth is in front of you will not be too painful.
Gu Yinmo was never afraid that Ji Qinglin would resent him, because he couldn't turn back.
He was waiting for Ji Qinglin to personally kill the sinful self, his hands stained with the same blood and evil.
But his Ji Qinglin was still so timid, he only dared to look at the person he hated with angry eyes, and didn't dare to take any action.
This is not good, Gu Yinmo thought, and planted a kiss on Ji Qinglin's forehead.
Sure enough, Ji Qinglin pushed him away, with disgust in his disgusted expression.
"Gu Yinmo, can you stop being so shameless?" Ji Qinglin picked up the pillow beside him and threw it at Gu Yinmo, taking the opportunity to leave the sofa, "Get out, get out!"
Gu Yinmo stood up calmly, and slowly pushed Ji Qinglin to the corner of the balcony.
He lowered his eyes and looked playfully at the unsightly white lamb that Ji Qinglin held tightly in his arms and stretched out his hand to pull it.
"Don't touch it..." Ji Qinglin didn't finish speaking, when he heard the sound of "stabbing" the fabric was broken, his heart was half cold.
The lamb's removable brown fleece jacket was half torn off, shaking in the night wind.
The broken scene became the last straw that overwhelmed Ji Qinglin.
"you……"
Ji Qinglin was so angry that he couldn't speak, his whole body was so angry that he slapped Gu Yinmo's face.
For a moment, the house fell into dead silence.
Ji Qinglin didn't expect that Gu Yinmo would receive this slap firmly, he stared blankly at his palm, and bit his lower lip hard.
"Such a baby?" Gu Yinmo pressed the tip of his tongue against the inside of his mouth, and stared at Ji Qinglin with a half-smile, "Who gave it to you?"
The reticent appearance of "rabbit man" appeared in Ji Qinglin's mind, turned his head away, "It has nothing to do with you."
Gu Yinmo sighed inwardly, pinched Ji Qinglin's chin, and forced him to formalize himself.
Looking at Ji Qinglin's clear but disappointed eyes, Gu Yinmo sneered, "Which wild man did you go to?"
"Is it Xin He? Or your brother Xie? Or... Dai Xingruo?"
Ji Qinglin gasped, and looked at Gu Yinmo incredulously. He never knew that Gu Yinmo would say such shameless words.
His heart broke, "Yes, that's right, I just went to find a wild man, I would rather be with a wild man than see you, Gu Yinmo, are you satisfied?!"
Cold water was poured on Ji Qinglin's heart that had already turned ashes, and Ji Qinglin was completely disappointed in Gu Yinmo.
His eyes traced Gu Yinmo's face, and finally closed his eyes in despair, a tear slid down his cheek.
He had never felt so much pain in the relationship between the two of them.
It was a bone-piercing pain that made his soul burn and howl.
"I regret Gu Yinmo," Ji Qinglin's heart was bleeding every time he said a word, "I really regret it... I was wrong, I shouldn't like you, please let me go..."
【Speak】
Lao Gu also took great pains to anger Xiao Ji, alas
I had a really emo today
Good night in advance! ! !
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