The night of the first day of August in Chengcheng was very unpleasant.
Hot is just one word.
It's not dry heat, it's muggy heat.
In the room, the light from the monitor attracted batches of mosquitoes, which added fuel to the fire and was very annoying. The electric mosquito coils Qin Ren drove were of no use at all.
At this time, he envied Luo Yao again. He was not afraid of the heat and did not attract insects.
Luo Yao took it for granted. Spiritual beasts, spirits of all beasts, and mere mosquitoes dared to touch her?
"Qin——Ren——"
"what?"
"No."
Luo Yao, who had finished watching Journey to the West, was bored. He lazily shouted Qin Ren's name while rolling around on the bed with his knees in his arms. After rolling for a while, he grabbed the edge of the bed and stretched out half of his body to pull up the computer table.
Qin Ren before:
"Qin Ren, let's go to sleep."
"One more game."
Qin Ren was playing "Call of Duty" with his old friends on voice. In order to prevent the little girl at home from hearing something, he turned up the volume of the earphones to the maximum and hung them around his neck. There were a series of roars mixed with the sound of electricity.
He kept shouting out from the two earmuffs:
"Who wants to see B?"
"I."
"Okay, then Brother Fei and I will go see A."
"Eat my rpg——!"
"Damn it, Qin Ren, one of our own!"
…
The battlefield was in full swing. Luo Yao was dissatisfied and grabbed Qin Ren's back hem and pulled it down:
"Qin Ren, stop playing and come over and sleep!"
Qin Ren saw that it was only 3 o'clock. He would not be working overtime tomorrow on Saturday and the nightlife had just begun. What was the rush?
"You go to sleep first."
"You can't sleep without me."
"That's just right, come here."
This reminded Qin Ren, and he had an idea and lifted Luo Yao into his arms. It was cool and the mosquitoes were no longer close to him. The effect was outstanding.
"Go to sleep."
"oh."
The little girl started to sleep, and Qin Ren stopped talking.
"Brothers, I've turned off the mic."
"Ah, why?"
"You still have to ask? She must be the new girlfriend."
"Not necessarily, it could be her boyfriend."
…
A few people worked hard until 5 o'clock before logging off. Qin Ren's fingers were numb. He felt that he really couldn't play games these days. In addition to being mentally exhausted, he was also prone to physical problems. Especially those of them who typed keyboards at work, their fingers were easily damaged.
Tenosynovitis caused by overuse.
"Ha-uh-"
Qin Ren yawned and carried Luo Yao to bed. His movements were not very careful, which made the sleeping little girl feel a little uncomfortable. The hand around Qin Ren's neck scratched a few times and he groaned anxiously.
:
"Qin Ren..."
"Here he is."
"Well…"
Qin Ren responded softly, and Luo Yao was relieved with satisfaction, turned her face in the direction of his breath, rubbed it, and then fell asleep completely.
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Qin Ren was still a little unable to sleep, so he put a thin sheet on her belly, opened his phone and started browsing randomly.
Night is always the most sentimental time. Qin Ren flipped through the pages and found WeChat. He hesitated with his fingertips and clicked on the ID called [Orange] in WeChat.
In the gray chat box, apart from greetings and sharing daily life, the most common sentence sent by the other party is "I believe in you".
…
Yes, as childhood sweethearts who have known each other since elementary school, my ex-girlfriend always believed in me, always.
That night two years ago, Qin Ren was really exorcising demons, and the charming woman on the bed was really transformed into a carrion slime, and she was definitely not the technician he hired.
But what's the use?
My ex-girlfriend believes it, but my ex-father-in-law doesn’t!
One day we were fighting, and the next day we sent our daughter to study abroad in Greenland.
The father-in-law who protects his son so vigorously and resolutely did not give himself a second chance at all. He hinted that he could use time to dilute everything, allowing Qin Ren to reflect on himself for a few years, reform and strive for better performance.
For this reason, the second most common sentence used by ex-girlfriends on WeChat is "I'm waiting for you".
And this wait lasted two years.
"Oh, I still have one year to go back to China, wait and wait..."
Of course, there is no point in waiting.
The progress on the former father-in-law's side must also be tracked in a timely manner.
Qin Ren hasn't seen his father-in-law's angry and cold face for more than five months since he sent a barrel of grain and wine as usual during the Chinese New Year.
I don’t know if his attitude towards him has further softened after half a year...
Thinking of this, Qin Ren swiped his phone, stared at the ID of [Little Chengzi] under [Chengzi] for a while, clicked on it, and several unread messages suddenly jumped into his eyes.
[Little Chengzi: Hello, hello~ Are you at work? 】
[Xiao Chengzi: By the way, I am about to graduate. Is there any company that anyone in the industry can recommend? 】
【Little Orange:52''】
[Little Chengzi: Brother-in-law, you are ignoring me again. Don’t even think about asking me for news about my father in the future.]
…
Familiar tone, familiar threat.
Ever since the day this guy called me brother-in-law, there have been several similar harassment messages on WeChat every day.
Qin Ren had long been accustomed to this. After ignoring the other items, he turned on the 52-second voice out of curiosity, turned it on to the handset mode, put it to his ear, and a soft whisper-like voice sounded:
"Brother-in-law... I recently learned a piece of ASMR... Can you listen to it...~"
Qin Ren's intuition told him that this was not good, so he skillfully turned off the voice.
"They are obviously twins, but their personalities are so different..."
This is a question that Qin Ren still has trouble understanding.
My ex-sister-in-law has been doing similar pranks for a long time.
The most impressive time was when I was in high school, when my classmate Xiao Chengzi pretended to be Qin Ren's handwriting and wrote a love letter to Da Chengzi, deliberately dropped the love letter at the teacher's place, and then got his wish and watched Qin Ren be publicly executed by the class teacher.
Qin Ren still remembers that the teacher was reading a love letter on the podium, while the girl under the podium, with crooked eyebrows, a ponytail, and a sweet appearance like her sister, was holding her stomach and laughing, with tears streaming down her face.
Everyone laughed.
However, what made things worse was that Qin Ren also took this as an opportunity to express his feelings for each other for the first time with his ex-girlfriend, and this was how the two later confessed and fell in love in college.
…
[Cheng Siyu, I can take care of you, but can you tell me more about Uncle Cheng’s situation in a more reliable way? As soon as I left, I was hot on my face and lied about the military situation. You deliberately tried to trick me, right? 】
…
At 5:30 in the morning, after Qin Ren sent this sentence to [Little Chengzi], he covered her again with the quilt that Luo Yao had kicked off, and then fell asleep.
When I was about to fall asleep, I suddenly heard a ding-dong sound.
With sleepy eyes, Qin Ren opened WeChat and saw that it was a reply from [Little Chengzi].
"Tsk, night owls don't go to bed after five o'clock, and they are not afraid of sudden death..."
Qin Ren complained in a double-biased manner, then buried one eye in the pillow and looked at it with the other.
[Little Chengzi: Just right, brother-in-law, I have important information. See you at the same place? 】
Qin Ren didn't want to type anymore, so he pressed the voice button and replied:
"Copy that, tomorrow at 3pm, the same place."
After thinking about it, after all, he is a brother-in-law, so he said one more wordy sentence:
"Also, don't stay up late and sleep well."
After saying that, he put the phone screen on the bed sheet, and Qin Ren fell asleep in a second.
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At the same time, in a bedroom in a certain community.
On the second floor of a vintage handmade bunk bed, a girl wearing a star-pattern nightgown was wrapped in the quilt, with a pair of white headphones plugged into her ears, pressing a voice message on her mobile phone WeChat over and over again.
"...Don't stay up late, sleep well..."
…
After about five times, she stopped, took off the headphones and put them next to her pillow.
Although her long soft eyelashes were gently closed, the sweet smile on her lips still remained.
"...You should also sleep well, idiot brother-in-law..."
After a vague murmur, a gentle and even breath blew between the smooth lips, faintly filled with a long-lost and extraordinarily sweet feeling...
