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"Huh? So you just left in the end, Brother Qin?"

The beef noodles in the bowl in front of him exuded a tangy aroma. Cui Dingdong, who had just heard Qin Gentian describe what happened tonight, also showed a little speechless expression. Opposite him was Qin Gentile, who was bending over to wipe his only pair of leather shoes. Hearing this, he didn't have much reaction, he only stared at the weird dark red on the shoe-shine cloth for a while, then raised his head and asked a question.

"Otherwise, he can't just stay there any longer. He has made it clear that he doesn't want to stare at me anymore."

Saying this, Qin Gentian, who was clearly despised, actually laughed. In the old-fashioned apartment building after eleven o'clock, the spittoon lady next door was watching bloody late-night series with the highest volume on the TV.

Upon hearing this disturbing voice, Qin Geng stood up and closed the broken windows on both sides of the house, and Cui Dingdong, who guessed that he owed the family a favor, chose to swallow his anger while pushing his mouth hard. Sai Noodles muttered angrily,

"These rich people are really nothing. Why do you show your face when you look good? You didn't offend him before. It's so hard to serve you. You deserve to be unable to find a wife for the rest of your life..."

To a certain extent, it was the truth. If Jin Heng who stayed at his home felt that someone was talking about him so casually behind his back, he would probably have sneezed several times at home.

And listening to Cui Dingdong's constant rebuke of Jin Heng, Qin Geng didn't express any opinions of his own, but patiently followed the steps to carefully put the newly polished leather shoes back into the shoe box, and then made a special trip to see Jin Heng today. The clothes that Jin Heng would wear were separated into basins according to the shade of color, and they were ready to be washed and then kept for the next use.

After finally completing this series of behaviors that resembled severe obsessive-compulsive disorder, he took a thoughtful look into Cui Dingdong's steaming noodle bowl.

"Is today's noodles delicious?"

"Huh? It's delicious... It's just that the beef seems a bit sloppy... The noodles taste pretty good..."

As he said that, he poked the protruding braised beef cubes in the bowl with his handy chopsticks. Cui Dingdong was not smart enough when he was young, so he didn't notice that Qin Gentian suddenly asked himself if there was something wrong.

Listening to what he said, he didn't show any sense of guilty conscience. Qin Gentiana, a deadly psychopath, nodded after a while and said to this simple silly boy very bewitchingly,

"Then eat more, this meat is good for young men, especially young men like you who are not yet married."

"Hey hey!"

It never occurred to me that I would eat a yang-strengthening sacred object that was worth tens of thousands of gold in the early Tang Dynasty. If Cui Dingdong knew the true origin of his brother Qin's supper, he would be disgusted He spit out all his intestines, but Qin Gentiana obviously wouldn't let him know about this kind of thing, so he changed the next topic to other places in a few words.

And when it came to helping Qin Gentian find a job before, Cui Dingdong, who almost forgot just now, also hurriedly replied after wiping his grease-stained mouth,

"Oh, that's right, I asked someone to help you today. My buddy's friend does need a few more people. It's just that the work is a bit heavy and the money is not too much, but they can cover one meal a day, and You don't need a high degree of education..."

"Well, yes, as long as you can have a job that a normal person does, the salary is different, I'm not picky."

"Okay, then I'll go and talk to my buddy tomorrow morning about stuffing two more packs of good cigarettes. Brother Qin, if you think something doesn't go your way, just tell me, and I can still give it to you. Find another..."

"Thank you, Ding Dong."

"It's okay, it's okay, you are my brother, why don't I help my elder brother!"

The young man with a kind heart and a sincere heart seemed to have a scalding light in his eyes when he smiled. The man with gray eyes twitched his mouth and didn't say anything more. The two continued to chat for a few more words something else.

After the meal, Gentiana Qin took the initiative to stand up as usual and helped him wash the clean noodle bowl.

For this, Cui Dingdong naturally wailed and howled with gratitude, and he almost failed to praise his virtuous Brother Qin for being the reincarnation of Guanyin.

Fortunately, he just ignored the kid's noisy voice, and returned to the small attic after finishing the rest of the housework. Qin Gentian lit a cigarette and took a few puffs carelessly between his thin fingers, then After hearing a few panicked barking of stray dogs from outside, he suddenly noticed the sound of foreign objects crawling under the floor.

"roll."

Qin Gentiana's sudden sound frightened the monster below the floor and crawled away in a panic. At the same time, with the departure of the unknown monster, Cui Dingdong's heartless snoring downstairs also returned to normal. frequency.

Although it was another kind of trouble for Qin Gentiana, who was extremely sensitive to the nerves and could barely bear the noise from the outside world, he still stared at the ceiling blankly for a few minutes, then turned over and got out from under the bed. He took out the black bag that he carried with him when he was released from prison.

There are not many things in the black bag. The small pocket with a broken interlayer zipper only contains his ID card and a half-old bank card. Apart from that, there is only a key to open something. A couple of dusty pennies and a yellowing photo.

In the photo, the whole family is vaguely standing together affectionately, but what is weirder is that, except for the face of a young man standing beside him whose face cannot be seen clearly, the faces of several other people have been pierced viciously with scissors .

"I beg you...can you...don't come back...just let our family go...this is not your home...please go away..."

Until now, it seems that the cries full of panic and fear are lingering in my ears, separated by that layer of memory that is so far away that it seems to have lost its sense of reality, Qin Gentiana, who has been in a trance by pinching the corner of the photo since just now, also smoothly He shook the cigarette in his finger.

The light smoke ash fell on the ground, and it went out after being lit twice casually.

The faint light of the fire vaguely illuminated the bottom of the bed, and also illuminated the mother's corpse that had been skinned and dismantled, leaving only a bloody head.

This night is still very long, and the late-night stalls next door are still playing.

And when he sat silently in the dark and continued to smoke while listening to Cui Dingdong's snoring that seemed to be going into the next century, the bedside table next to him was very clean, and there was hardly a speck of dust in it. But there was a slight vibration of his second-hand refurbished machine.

When Qin Gentian picked it up and took a look, he saw an unfamiliar number and two unread text messages displayed on the phone screen.

[Are you free this weekend? 】

[I am Jin Heng. 】