Qin Zifeng didn't seem to hear Zhang Xiao's words and said to himself, "He forgot about me. He forgot that he was well taken care of by the man around him in the past. I should be happy, but Xiaoxiao, you know he is alone outside."
Did you experience anything when you were there?”
"Stop talking!" Without Qin Zifeng's words, Zhang Xiao also knew that an autistic person would never have any good experiences outside.
The corners of Qin Zifeng's lips curved unconsciously, but there was a clear watery look in his eyes, "He went out because he was afraid of dragging me down, because according to the children in the orphanage, I have great fortune!"
"Okay, it's all over!" Zhang Xiao put the other person's head on his shoulder, "Cry if you want."
Qin Zifeng said no more. Zhang Xiao clearly felt that his shoulders were getting wet.
Many times, only when you lose it do you know what you have missed.
At this moment, Zhang Xiao's heart suddenly felt a little soft. For some reason, he felt an indescribable emotion towards the man who was crying silently on his shoulder. He didn't know if it was pity, but he only knew that he felt a little distressed at this moment.
Later, Qin Zifeng and Zhang Xiao made a tacit agreement not to mention this incident again, but they both knew that some things were indeed different.
Zhang Xiao didn't ask Qin Zifeng anymore how he woke up from the KTV to the other party's house. What's the use of worrying about his reasons for the given result?
So, he and this man named Qin inexplicably lived together.
Zhang Xiao didn't mention leaving anymore, and Qin Zifeng didn't show that he couldn't love him anymore.
The two of them seem to have really become best buddies, living together and sometimes even eating together
"Qin Zifeng, I'll be back late tonight if I have something to do!" Zhang Xiao yelled at someone in the kitchen while wiping his hair.
The man who came out of the kitchen was wearing a cartoon apron. He glanced at Zhang Xiao, who was wrapped in a big bath towel, his eyes flashed, but his tone of voice was very calm, "Don't drink too much tonight!"
"Okay, you say this every time"
Zhang Xiao suddenly felt uncomfortable for some reason, his eyes wandered unconsciously, and his voice became louder.
Qin Zifeng chuckled lightly, said nothing more, and turned back to the kitchen.
Zhang Xiao, who stayed where he was, scratched his hair a little irritably, thought for a moment, and shouted to the people working in the kitchen: "Stop cooking my food, I'm leaving now!"
"Um!"
When Zhang Xiao thought that the other party might not have heard, Qin Zifeng responded calmly.
Zhang Xiao frowned and felt a little depressed for some reason and went back to the bedroom to change clothes.
It wasn't until there was a noise from the entrance that the movement in the kitchen stopped.
Qin Zifeng stood at the door of the kitchen and looked at the entrance with an inexplicable expression. He still held a kitchen knife in his hand and wore that ridiculous apron with "Rogue Rabbit" printed on it, but his aura did not weaken at all.
, a pair of red and phoenix eyes are even more shining with cold light
He thought he would be very satisfied with such a life. He had always been proud of his patience, but in just these two months, he found that he had become more and more greedy.
He wants more than just this
He wanted that person to only have him in his eyes, and he wanted that person's life to be completely integrated with his, instead of just living together as a "brothers are good".
He chuckled lightly. He never knew that Qin Zifeng could be so impatient.
Qin Zifeng turned around and returned to the kitchen, put down the kitchen knife and took off his apron. Since Zhang Xiao was not at home to eat, there was no need for him to do anything.
After making a call, Ji Yun, the boy, was indeed mumbling and complaining, but he didn't forget that he had made an appointment to meet in the evening. Qin Zifeng walked into the bathroom slowly.
He thought that Zhang Xiao would probably never know how much he hated cooking fumes.
Qin Zifeng, who came out again, no longer had any aura of being a "good gentleman", and was filled with arrogance and evil.
The hair that was usually parted regularly and sideways now lay softly on the owner's head, with water even dripping from the ends. The pair of flat mirrors that he often carried had been casually thrown aside at this moment. Qin Zifeng did not put on his usual uniform.
Instead of a black suit, he wore a tight-fitting leather jacket. The fiery red color not only did not appear gaudy, but made his whole body even more evil. Especially the lower body of the leather jacket actually had a silver skull at the tail vertebrae.
The pattern, ferocious, reveals an indescribable temptation.
At this time, the genius had just turned dark. Qin Zifeng looked at the sky, turned around and got himself a bottle of wine.
The fragrance of Lafite is still as intoxicating as ever. Bombardier, the mistress of Louis XV, the famous "courtesan" of France in the 17th century, had a soft spot for it. I don't know if it was also because of its red-lip color.
What about the alluring fragrance?
Qin Zifeng shook the goblet, his eyes still staring at the gorgeous color, but his mind was obviously not here anymore.
After a long time, he regained his composure and glanced at the goblet in his hand. Qin Zifeng curled his lips and took a sip slowly.
I don’t know what’s wrong with me today. I always think about some inexplicable things.
After looking at the magnificent color in his hand, Qin Zifeng suddenly raised his lips. What about the queen in the wine? Who except those who know wine can drink the subtle difference between it and ordinary red wine?
Somehow, Qin Zifeng suddenly had an image of Zhang Xiao drinking wine after he came here for the first time.
Elegance and charm, yes, charm. When Qin Zifeng saw Zhang Xiao at that moment, this word suddenly appeared in his mind
Perhaps for Zhang Xiao, this was just an unconscious conditioned reflex, but in his eyes, the man at that time was the real partner.
He lowered his eyes fragilely, swaying the wine glass gracefully, but stubbornly refused to let anyone see his true nature at this moment.
He thought, maybe at that moment, Zhang Xiao was no longer just a habit that he never wanted to forget in the past three years, but became the link between his dreams and realistic obsessions.
This person is an integral part of him
He has never been so clear-eyed about what the person in front of him means to him.