Was it really because of family that I was held back in the past?
But girls shouldn't ask too many questions.
However, I heard that his father died, his mother ran away, and he didn't have the money to pay for his accommodation.
Asking too many questions is generally impolite.
While the girl was flipping through her book, Xiang Yang subtly memorized her name: Tang Xi.
At noon, the cafeteria was out of food, so the two went to a print shop.
at the same time.
On Sunday, Qin Gang's expression gradually changed from calm to dark and gloomy.
The nurses didn't even dare to go in.
The second Sunday has finally arrived.
On Saturday, Xiangyang and Tangxi went out together, planning to go directly to Qin Gang after they parted ways.
The sun was still blazing even past five o'clock.
The two stood on the street, under the sycamore trees, radiating youthful energy and looking clean and fresh.
"Brother Qin, what are you looking at?"
As he spoke, the man looked in the direction Qin Gang was looking, and when he saw Xiang Yang, he looked at the girl next to Xiang Yang and immediately grinned lewdly, "Oh, this girl is not bad looking!"
Xiangyang noticed this and looked over.
Tang Xi also looked over. When she saw Qin Gang, she was stunned for a moment, but after realizing who they were, she frowned and pulled Xiang Yang, saying, "Let's go quickly."
Xiangyang: "You should go back first."
After saying that, Xiang Yang walked directly towards Qin Gang and the others.
Tang Xi was taken aback, not expecting that Xiang Yang would know them.
But as a girl, she couldn't care less about Xiangyang. For her own safety, she could only assume the worst about them, including Xiangyang, and turned back to school.
"Hey," the man who had been staring at Tang Xi said, sticking to her back, "was that your girlfriend just now?"
Xiang Yang casually made up a story: "Almost the whole family are police officers."
The man choked on his words.
Xiangyang lifted his schoolbag slightly, looked at Qin Gang's legs, and asked, "Uncle Qin, how come you were discharged from the hospital so quickly? It's only been half a month, right?"
As Xiangyang spoke, he bent down to touch his leg.
But in front of so many people, Qin Gang said, "Get out!"
Xiang Yang paused for a moment, then pursed his lips.
The others didn't seem to care much either.
After all, everyone knows that Qin Gang has that kind of personality. The fact that he didn't kick Xiang Yang is already considered kind to him.
But Xiangyang was unhappy.
While the group was discussing going to a karaoke bar to find some hostesses, Xiangyang left without a word.
Qin Gang looked at him, feeling increasingly frustrated.
This kid actually dares to act out of spite.
What's he angry about!
He's spoiled rotten!
at the same time.
Xiangyang began to have some doubts, wondering if the task was not as easy as it seemed.
He really couldn't figure out Qin Gang's thoughts.
Xiangyang asked Xiaoguai, "Last time Qin Gang's antisocial index suddenly jumped to 0.1%, what do you think was the reason?"
Xiao Guai: "...Because you said you liked him?"
"Really?" Xiangyang was very skeptical. "So, he's just lacking love?"
Xiao Guai was silent for a while, then asked, "Xiangyang, you said you like him, is that true or false?"
“Of course it’s true,” Xiangyang answered without hesitation, “I like you too.”
Xiao Guai: "...I think it's possible to develop in this direction."
Xiangyang: "...You mean you want to find him a woman who truly loves him and is willing to accept everything about him?"
Little Darling: "..."
After Xiangyang returned home, he still cooked noodles.
I also made a sauce with ginger and vinegar, scooped the noodles into it, and ate a bowl.
That night, Qin Gang returned home almost drunk, only to find a man in bed.
How could there be a man in his bed?
Qin Gang felt frustrated, but for some reason, he couldn't bring himself to kick the man off the bed. He felt that it was only natural for the man to be lying on his bed.
Qin Gang lay down on the bed, feeling very uncomfortable, and pushed Xiangyang towards the side of the bed.
One push wasn't enough, so they pushed it again.
Xiangyang was finally woken up by him.
As soon as I woke up, I smelled the smell of alcohol coming from Qin Gang.
How much did he drink?
"Qin Gang!" Xiang Yang called out as he sat on the bed, then pursed his lips and changed his address to "Uncle Qin."
Qin Gang had a terrible headache and asked him, "Who are you?"
"Huh?" Xiang Yang curled his lips and said perfunctorily and vaguely, "I am Xiang Yang."
Qin Gang: "Xiangyang?"
"Ah, Xiangyang." Xiangyang handed him a pillow, wanting him to lie down.
Before he could turn around, Qin Gang's body pressed down on him, saying, "It's Little Sun..."
"Huh? Ugh~" Xiangyang's face was buried in the blanket, her legs bent. "What little sun?"
As Xiang Yang was thinking, Qin Gang's breath approached him.
Xiang Yang's eyes widened when he felt Qin Gang brush against his earlobe.
...
Qin Gang felt a headache coming on. When he opened his eyes, he saw Xiang Yang sitting on the bed, his clothes disheveled, looking at him with tears in his eyes. When he saw that Qin Gang was awake, he pretended to wipe away his tears.
Qin Gang's mind flashed back to the scenes of last night, his eyes swept over the hickeys on Xiang Yang's neck, and then he looked at Xiang Yang like this: "..."
Xiangyang blinked, trying to squeeze out tears, but couldn't. She said, her voice filled with grievance, "Uncle Qin, you'll take responsibility for me, right?"
Qin Gang sat up, looked at him, his cold, hard lips pressed tightly together.
He went to get the cigarettes and lighter from the bedside table. His eyes were downcast and his vision was blurred. He tried to light the cigarette three times before he finally succeeded.
Xiangyang deliberately put on a wronged look: "This is my first time."
Qin Gang exhaled a smoke ring, his eyes flickering.
"Uncle Qin, if you don't want to take responsibility..."
“Responsible,” Qin Gang said, a cigarette dangling from his lips, looking at him with a roguish, even lewd, expression. “How can you not take responsibility for this?”
"Huh?" Xiang Yang was stunned.
Suddenly, Qin Gang grabbed his ankle and pulled him over.
Xiangyang was startled and instinctively started to struggle, but to no avail. He was pulled away by Qin Gang as soon as he started to struggle.
Qin Gang held Xiangyang's waist with one hand, making him sit on his lap, high up, even higher than himself.
Qin Gang's smile was sinister and terrifying.
He stubbed out the cigarette he was holding in his mouth into the ashtray by the bedside, tilted his head back, looked at Xiangyang who was looking down, and slowly exhaled the last puff of smoke onto Xiangyang's face.
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