I heard that you are the number one assassin in Tiandu

The call was from his elder brother, and Min Qiu was relieved when he saw the caller ID, but his elder brother sent a video out of nowhere today, and he became worried again when he connected to the screen.

In the video, Min Yang is clearly sitting in a low old house with his back against the wall, the light is weak and dim, and the footprints and ruts on the wall are mottled and messy—this kind of old-fashioned house is destined not to be built too high. And his elder brother seems to be far away from the light source, it can be seen that he is in a very low position, as if he is squatting in the corner.

Min Qiu: "Brother! Have you been tied up?"

Min Yang's expression seemed to be controlled by some kind of psychotropic drugs, and he glowed with a psychedelic smile: "You were tied up."

Min Qiu was shocked: "Then where are you?"

Through the camera, Min Yang can also see how bad the wall behind him is, but he rests one arm behind his head comfortably: "I'm playing outside."

Min Qiu: "..."

He was thinking so hard here that he was precarious, and his elder brother actually ran out to play?You might as well be kidnapped!

Min Qiu said sadly: "You have nothing to do, you should get on the game!"

Min Yang has no worries: "I will buy a computer tomorrow."

Is this still his big brother who is still struggling to play games when he goes to the Internet cafe in the middle of the night!

The day after tomorrow is Friday, and this week's city battle is coming, how can there be a time to rectify military affairs and hold a mobilization meeting? How can this kind of critical moment be allowed to go online tomorrow?

Min Qiu: "Then shall we fight this week's city battle?"

Min Yang looked surprised: "You ask me?"

Min Qiu: "You are the patriarch, if you don't ask who are you asking?"

Min Yang paused, then turned around and asked, "Are you going to play this Friday?"

Min Qiu: "..." Who is his elder brother asking?

A familiar male voice came from the mobile phone: "Ask me why? Ask yourself if you want to call? Otherwise, ask him to ask Quailing tomorrow."

Min Yang seemed dissatisfied: "Why did you ask him?"

The outsider said: "He's the boss, I'm just a part-time worker, so of course I can find him if I have anything to do."

"Fight!" This explanation made Min Yang a little satisfied, and he turned around and said, "You, talk to that assassin tomorrow."

"..." Min Qiu knew who the person next to him didn't need to be said clearly by his elder brother. He lamented in his heart that his elder brother couldn't think of trying his own way for a while, and covered his mouth and whispered, "Brother! Why did you tie him up? Let him go immediately!"

Min Yang coughed lightly, got up and changed rooms with his mobile phone, leaned against another wall with painted face, and said, "It's not tied, just come and have a look, I'm playing at his house."

"..." Not to mention why Qianqing Dishi's house looks like this, at least Min Qiu has never experienced this kind of game playing next to other people's house, so he asked puzzledly, "You go to his house to do something?" Well?"

Min Yang: "Worry about yourself, don't worry about it so much."

"Oh." Min Qiu's curiosity was stifled, and then he thought of a question, "Brother, do you know what his account number is in the Qingcang family? I haven't figured out who it is after thinking about it for a long time."

Min Yang: "How do I know?"

Min Qiu stamped his feet anxiously: "Hurry up, isn't he right in the room? You can ask!"

Min Yang didn't answer, but looked at the wall around him.

Min Qiu: "...he didn't want you to see it, did he?"

Min Yang looked up at the ceiling.

Seeing that the answer was right in front of him, Min Qiu was very anxious, wishing he could roll up his sleeves and fight in person: "Brother, why are you so talkative? If he doesn't let you see it, you won't see it? You can't beat him? One kick He kicked it to the side, switch the window and take a look, don't you know?"

Min Yang showed contempt on his face: "Look at what you said - don't just kick this and that at every turn, what does it look like."

Min Qiu: "?" Is there any problem here?Isn't that how his elder brother treats him?

Min Yang: "Okay, just to tell you, don't keep calling me. Is there nothing else? I hung up."

Min Qiu looked at the crumbling pen holders and bookshelves on the table: "...So brother, what is your purpose for calling me? Just to tell me that you went to his house?"

Min Yang: "Isn't that enough? By the way, your jokes..."

Min Qiu shivered all over, and couldn't help but take the phone away a lot—too bad, I was on the voice channel just now, and he was teasing him to tell stories, like a bear watching the excitement and not afraid of big things. Brother must have heard those people discussing the review of the past and the prospect of the plot!

Big brother, big brother, listen to my explanation, I have difficulties!

Min Yang: "Just don't talk about it, let's talk about it in a few days."

"What... what?" Min Qiu was still in shock, wary of fraud, "Why?"

Min Yang didn't mean to explain, just said: "Well, I've talked about waste these days."

Min Qiu: "What? Wasted? Wasted what?"

The matter was completely beyond his expectation. Instead of trying to settle the score with Qiuhou viciously, his eldest brother looked at him from a distance with his mobile phone posture, like a normal elder brother who has never disliked his third brother, with a gentle voice He added another sentence: "I haven't seen you in a month, I've grown some flesh."

Min Qiu touched his face, slightly dazed, he couldn't tell whether he was taken aback by his elder brother's sudden kindness, or he suddenly remembered that he had never properly thanked the man who made him fat.

Early the next morning, Min Qiu poked a box of yogurt with a straw and inserted it in a daze. He missed the round hole in the tin foil and broke the straw.With a straw in his mouth, he picked up the fruit knife on the side of the case, ready to compete, so that he could know who is the boss here.

Joaquin came out of the kitchen and saw the paralyzed straw in his mouth. He stepped forward and pinched the diagonal ends of the carton with his hands and pulled it easily. The carton immediately opened its mouth obediently.

"..." Min Qiu put down the knife stealthily, so as not to look like a mentally handicapped thug who planned to rob a bank but bumped his head against the glass door.

"It's too cold to drink this in the morning," Joaquin said to himself, picking up the upturned glass on the table, "Pour it out and give me a drink."

Watching him methodically divide yogurt, add tomato sauce and salad to homemade sandwiches, remove the edges and cut the bread in half... Min Qiu couldn't help staring at his furry bangs and asked: "You do this every morning? Busy, are you tired?"

Joaquin: "You say wash your hair?"

Min Qiu: "Yes. Cooking, washing hair, doing this and that, are you sleepy?"

"I just know that if I don't wash it, my day will be more miserable." Joaquin wiped the sharp blade stained with red ketchup with a paper towel, and smiled secretly, "Have you ever felt this way? Do what you want to do, No matter how early you get up, you don’t feel tired.”

Min Qiu: "..."

Joaquin pushed the plate forward: "You eat this first, there are fried eggs in the pan, and I'll get another one."

Although it is said that it is a fast-food food with simple ingredients, the accumulation of such fragmented time is an astonishing number.Min Qiu hoped it would not be too late to ask, when Joaquin came out of the kitchen again, he said, "Where is your ID card? Let me see."

Joaquin frowned: "What are you looking at?"

"I'll just take a look," Min Qiu tapped on the table, urging him, "Be good, bring it here."

Joaquin shook his head so that there was no room for negotiation: "Don't show it, the photos I took when I was 18 are so ugly, black history."

Those gays always care about being different from others. How can a man be so particular about whether he looks good or not?But Min Qiu wanted to see it even more, thinking that once he took out his ID card, he could not let Joaquin decide, and said: "I don't want to look at the photo, but you pinch the photo and I'll take a look."

Joaquin: "Then what are you looking at?"

"..." Min Qiu clapped his hands hard from the bottom of his heart, regretting so much, he withdrew his paw and smacked his lips: "What about you, when is your birthday?"

"Huh?" Joaquin's eyes lit up, "Why? You want to celebrate my birthday? Do you want to buy a birthday gift? Do you want to invite me to dinner?"

Tell him to finish all the words, so what surprises are there?Min Qiu categorically denied it: "No, I'll just ask."

"Oh." Joaquin puffed his mouth, picked up a cut bread edge on the table, and said while eating, "It's over."

"Ah?" Min Qiu took a few seconds to understand, "...Oh, it's over."

pass.

Surprises can only be called surprises if they are within their controllable range, but if he had missed a bite of bread just now, he would not have asked such a question of lack of oxygen in the brain - one card leads to the borrowing machine with one swipe, two taps at will, or fill in the test every now and then He could easily see Joaquin's information with a glance at the information, why would he ask such a stupid question?

And the timing of his asking this question is so weird that it is unprecedented. It is better not to deny it just now, but to say frankly, "Yes, it is what you said. I will give you the gift you want. You are embarrassed to say that we will be together." Go buy it, you are optimistic and blink, I will buy it for you pretending not to know, what? It’s already passed? I’m sorry, I will definitely not forget next time, let’s make up for it, okay?”

Min Qiu was extremely disappointed, he couldn't chew as fast as he stuffed his hands, and he couldn't swallow a few sandwiches stuffed in his mouth, he felt as if he missed a lot of things, not just the one day of Joaquin's birthday .I don't know if he still has a chance to make up for it without anyone noticing it?Further down are the Double Ninth Festival and Halloween, one is for the elderly, the other is for ghosts, neither is suitable for Joaquin...

"However," Joaquin was eating, and suddenly raised his head, looking past Min Qiu to the morning sun outside the window, as if he just remembered something, "Last year is over, this year's is not over yet."

Min Qiu: "..."

This crazy person, how can anyone ask if someone's birthday passed last year?

Joaquin looked back again, looking at the only creature in front of him who could understand human language: "I don't know if someone has passed it to me."

"Me!" Min Qiu couldn't open his mouth with his mouth full, patted his chest and pointed at himself, pocketing the food in his mouth, and said vaguely: "I'll pass it to you."

The yogurt is too thick and greasy, and he is not good at delivering choking food. Ignoring Joaquin's repeated blocking of "that's yesterday's water", he resolutely lifted the pot on the coffee table and took a big gulp, then delivered the food with difficulty, the back of his hand Wiping his mouth, he said, "I'll pass it to you, today, and when I come back tonight."

Joaquin stared at him dazed.

right!That's the look!Min Qiu finally found his form, and rushed to the table ferociously: "Let's spend tonight! Hmm! Okay!"

Joaquin was so frightened that he moved the stool back a meter: "But my birthday hasn't come yet."

"..." Min Qiu withdrew his supernatural power resentfully, "Oh, then... when did you come?"