9.

Song Yi hasn't cooked a meal seriously for a long time. The kitchen seems to have become a decoration for him. Occasionally, Zhou Qiao will come over to fill the refrigerator and then help him eliminate it before it is about to break.

Lu Yiming only met Song Yi in college. Every time Zhou Qiao said that Old Song was actually amazing in cooking, he would stare at him and look surprised. It’s not that he didn’t believe it. Song Yi really had a proud and unspoiled face. Most of the time, his kitchen was placed there and gray. He would rather be poisoned by takeaway than make a bowl of porridge for himself. On the one hand, he attributed this to laziness, and on the other hand, he felt that people like Song Yi did not belong to the kitchen.

Smoke came out of the chimney in the kitchen, and it was Song Yi simmering soup in a casserole.

Zhou Qiao and Lu Yiming had already moved their positions and went to the restaurant next door for lunch. Zhou Qiao was still gossiping tirelessly with his 2.0 eyes, "Oh, he made a fire in his kitchen every 800 years, and it was still what he used to grab girls. Why is he so coquettish?"

Lu Yiming replied while gnawing the chicken chop, "I have deep doubts now that Lao Song will leave someone for the night."

"Congratulations on understanding his essence."

Zhou Qiao stared at the direction of Binjiang Road, squinted at the smoke rising in the chimney. Like many years ago, he seemed to be able to smell the fragrance of food when he looked at Song Yi from a distance in the kitchen.

He is very good at cooking, probably because of his talent! Or he is forced out.

He is a single parent, his father is a card ghost, and he spends every day at the mahjong table to take this as his profession. He wins happily and loses and curses. He has a serious violent tendency. Song Yi cannot beat him anymore, so he beats Song Qing. Song Qing is seven years younger than Song Yi. Although she is born with a mother, her appearance and personality are very different. She looks like bean sprouts, with a big head, small arms and legs, and her eyes are large and distorted. Sometimes she looks like an alien at first glance, and her eyes are always full of timidity. She is very brave, has heavy dependence, has a slight autism tendency, and occasionally shows signs of mania. She will tear madly.

He bit her father, but more often he waited to be beaten. Song Yi's father is a strong man who has been engaged in physical labor for many years. His muscles burst out. He never slapped when he hit Song Qing. The big slap of a palm fan fell on her, which instantly made the girl's skin swollen. Sometimes Song Qing screamed and drilled into any corner under the stool or table that could hide. Sometimes she stared at him with a pair of big distorted eyes, staring at him with a vicious look that was forced to the end of the road. Song Yi would fight with that man when he was there. He used the young man's still thin body to carry the sky for his sister.

He may not love her much, but she is all his sustenance and courage to fight and survive.

Just like the mission and obligation of the dragon-slaying warrior, all his strength in life is on Song Qing.

Otherwise, he would not be able to convince himself how to live a life of slack in this cold and desperate reality.

He and his father fists, and even use knife when they are ruthless.

Song Qing relies very much on Song Yi. She acts like a normal child in front of Song Yi. For Song Yi, taking care of her sister has become a responsibility and a duty that must be shouldered. Song Qing is full of guard against anyone. Except for what Song Yi is in her hands, she will not eat any food handed over by anyone, even if she starves to death.

At first, Song Yi didn't notice that he simply thought she was using a little temperament. Once he went to a physics competition in another place. After three and a half days, when he came back, he found that she was dying and hungry but did not eat the food sent by his neighbor. She curled up weakly on the bed. Because she had just been beaten, she looked stubborn and ferocious. She held the rabbit doll that Song Yi bought for her in her arms, and her lips were very tight. That time Song Yi slapped her, feeling distressed and angry, without force, but her eyes were fierce, and she shouted at her, "Do you fucking don't want to live anymore, do you?" Song Qing trembled and took a piece of almost air-dried bun on the table and stuffed it into her mouth. It was too hard and cut her throat. When she coughed, she even coughed up blood, but she still stubbornly put it into her mouth, stuffing it while secretly looking at him.

Song Yi was so angry that he had no temper. He stopped her and cooked porridge for her to drink. He watched her swallow food in big mouthfuls, and was silent like a statue.

He heard that the man beat Song Qing again, so he picked up a long stick and went to the card table, grabbed the person out and beat him. He was not very old at that time, and he was not his father's opponent, and he was in a very embarrassing state. When he came back, Song Qing squatted at the door, looked at him tremblingly, and carefully pulled off his trouser legs, tears flowed out like a broken thread. She suddenly burst into tears, "Brother, I'm sorry!"

Song Yi carried Song Qing into the room and put it in the bedroom, and told her to put all her things in a bag.

He also went to pack up his things.

Then take Song Qing away.

That year, Song Yi was sixteen years old and Song Qing was nine years old. He took her out of that house and rented a dilapidated house. The rent was eighty yuan a month. He stopped going to class, so he accompanied Song Qing and took her to the doctor and took medicine. Her condition was good and bad, and she would smile at him when she was good, and when she was bad, she would bite herself and go crazy.

Song Yi was in a bad mood at that time, gloomy and irritable. He gave Song Qing all the only patience. He was not good to her. He was still a child himself, and he had everything he could give. He had no money and could not afford to see a doctor. He would definitely not come if he asked him about his father who wanted it. He would do things for others and do whatever he had. At first, he went to the boxing gym to do a sparring exercise. When he met a rich man, he could earn a lot of tips at once. There were many perverts in that place. When he encountered a pure venting person, he could lose half his life and was often injured.

Every time Song Qing saw him injured, he would go crazy. He changed things and did a lot of things, but it didn't last long. His income was sometimes good and sometimes bad. When it was bad, Song Qing didn't have a meal after taking this medicine, and his temper became worse and worse.

At that time, Zhou Qiao was really afraid that he would go astray.

But that day didn't last long.

Song Qing died of shock after swallowing a lot of drugs. It was considered suicide! She left nothing for Song Yi, and she didn't say a word. When Song Yi returned home, Song Qing curled up on the sofa as usual, facing inward, as if she was asleep. Her body was already hard.

Song Yi actually knew that Song Qing didn't want him to live so tiring.

She relies heavily on Song Yi, which is a pathological dependence, but she forces herself to cut off contact with him and give him freedom.

It is said that Song Yi almost killed his father, and he hated him very much.

Song Qing had this ending thanks to him.

If it were now, Song Yi might have sued him to sit in prison, but at that time he was very helpless and all he could do was commit suicide and kill the man alive.

Fortunately, I was stopped.

He locked himself in the room and stayed for three days, then handled Song Qing's funeral without saying a word, and then went back to school. Since then, Song Qing has been a taboo for him and no one is allowed to mention it.

His father, who was so bad that he suddenly woke up one day and wanted to change his mind and become a new person. He vowed not to touch cards again and found a job as a water mover.

From Song Yi's appearance, his father is also a man with a pretty good appearance. He quickly found another woman and re-established his family with great enthusiasm. On the day of his wedding, he held a banquet at home, and there were few guests. Song Yi found a group of people to smash the venue. Seeing the woman screaming in surprise, he suddenly felt boring. He spitted on the person who he could no longer call out his father, cursed "bad guy" and turned around and left. From then on, each one had nothing to do with it.

Song Yi took money very importantly, and he took various ways to make money from the beginning of his ability. He is a person who is very good at making money. He always has to have savings in his hands to be at ease. He has suffered from the hardship of no money and knew that when people are poor, he would be fucked with all kinds of bad luck and troubles. When he gets sick, he would not dare to go to the hospital. When he knows that he is powerless, he is desperate to rob the bank.

In fact, he has recovered a lot now. Although the indifference and coldness in his bones cannot be dissipated, his temper has obviously improved a lot. He no longer clings to the demons in his heart.

I also learn to forgive myself.

Zhou Qiao felt resentful.

At least he began to learn to love someone, or he had tried to let someone possess him, which made him as excited as if he had seen a foreign dimension continent, who thought he was going to hold his thorns and was cold and lonely.

Although, this guy's methods are so straightforward and shameless.

It's really shameless.

Zhou Qiao rarely recalls the past, especially Song Yi's, which always makes him feel infinite emotion.

He said to Lu Yiming: "Don't look at it! Old Song's bad virtue is definitely his tragedy this time."

Lu Yiming licked his teeth in a vague way, "I only know that the girl has been in the tiger's mouth for a long time, and Lao Song's tiger has already sharpened his knife and fell down."

Zhou Qiao nodded, "It's true that the girl was deceived by the loss now, but at least she had feelings for Lao Song. Don't you think that Lao Song's quick success and instant benefits strongly exposed his full desire and possessiveness? When a person strongly wants to control someone, this will be the origin of his tragedy." He squinted his eyes and thought about the days ahead, "I'll wait for him to die of being abused."

Song Yi is already dead.

He prepared a sumptuous lunch, and his whole life's cooking skills were spent on this meal. Things he thought he would never pick up suddenly wanted to present them to her in a complete and complete manner.

However, the rabbit lady who was well-behaved and said she was really a good person to make trouble. After trying to help her many times but didn't know how to do it, she finally found her value, "I cut all the potatoes."

He said "um" and turned around and saw her pointing straight up and down at him.

When he pinched her fingers and washed them under the faucet and raised them over his head to stop the bleeding, he saw her eyes flashing with tears. She forced herself to hold back the pain, her little face turned red, and tears rolled in her eyes, as if she was about to fall off at any time.

The eyes were as bright as bright stars.

Then Song Yi kissed her as if possessed by a ghost.

In the sadness that her hands were so painful that her soul was almost out of her body, Mercy threw away her first kiss. Her brain was short-circuited, and she ran through the earth with a reflex arc and had not yet come back. She licked her lips, felt the heartbeat that was almost coming out of her chest, and confirmed again that she liked Song Yi.

Otherwise, she should want to beat him up at this time, instead of being dazed.

Sisi's cousin said, this is love.

Love is actually very simple.

So after being stunned for half a minute, Minzhi kissed her on tiptoe. Her soft lips clumsily brushed her lips over his lips.

She was shy and ran away.

Now he squatted in front of the coffee table and clumsyly wrapped his fingers.

When Song Yi walked over, he saw her ears that were so red that he dripped in blood. He suppressed the extreme impulse of hormone restlessness, bent down and gently picked her up, put it on the sofa, and sat over to bandage her.

He didn't speak, and Mengzhi became a little mute.

The awkward silence spread for two minutes.

Song Yi leaned over slowly, and the eyes behind the glasses were burning and deep, "Kiss it again."

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